"I was anxious to oblige," Damen rejoindered, surprised by how easily they slid back into their stimulating banter even in bed, but thoroughly enjoying it. "As I am now." An eyebrow at that rather...provocative...confession. "I thought we had established that my fingers are much bigger."

He gave Laurent another penetrating glance to make sure that his demands and his body were in alignment as Damen (still carefully) insinuated another finger in. He did take his time; he'd rather wear Laurent's patience thin than run the chance of hurting him again. This time, he was thorough, methodical, working not to tease Laurent into a frenzy but coax him wide and stretched. Fortunately, everything was still slick and softened from Damen's earlier attentions, and kisses did the rest of the work of keeping Laurent relaxed and happy. (Hopefully.)

He snugged his ring finger against Laurent's rim. "Can you take a third?" It would help, quite a bit.