Laurent grinned a little, finding it much easier to be infatuated with this gentle, playful Damen. "Are you a little less... massive... when you swim on those days?" he teased, kissing Damen's cheek and then turning Damen's head to steal a kiss, and then another.

"Do you want," Laurent murmured against Damen's lips, but then he was interrupted by a growl from his stomach, which made him laugh. "Ah. Breakfast?"