Big and warm, Damen's hands played over the smooth line of Laurent's back while they kissed and teased at each other. His husband's joyful mood was something Damen did not want to lose in pursuit of more pleasure with him. Turning his head to look at his trembling lover, Damen brushed his lips across the flushed cheek.

"Ah, I did not say to rush, husband." he husked. Slowly, his palms moved over Laurent's spine, his hips, the muscles of his lower back. Still pressed deep within Laurent, Damen was still only half-hard, the return of his arousal much more gradual this time now that he'd already had release. Which made everything so much slicker than before. He leaned up to graze Laurent's ear, his whispers falling across the lobe of it. "Take your time. Work us both up. Until you can't stand it any longer."