Laurent cried out, not expecting how exquisitely erotic it would feel to be marked like that. He writhed in Damen's arms, quivering with aftershocks from it even once Damen had finished with that mark.

Needing a moment to recover, Laurent pressed his forehead against the side of Damen's neck, clinging to him and shivering lightly with all the emotional and physical sensations. "Damen," he murmured again, breath evening momentarily. "I'd like you to do that again when you're inside me," he said, then grinned and blushed at his own boldness.