Damen's eyes glinted. "You may...keep going." When Laurent teased him like this, so freely and fondly, without fear, in turn it made Damen felt wonderfully at ease; calm and happy; ready to do anything to please him.

He hooked his fingers around the material on either side and gently drew the clothing down Laurent's raised hips. He kept his gaze upwards, locked with Laurent's eyes, checking for any signs of nerves or discomfort. In a few movements leaning forward, the pants were left shucked on the bed and Damen was coming back to gather Laurent in his arms and press his mouth to Laurent's mouth. Only their upper halves touched; anything else would be an imposition of the trust Laurent was displaying, letting himself be undressed right now.