Laurent sat up a little more, starting to roll his hips to meet Damen's movements, following his lead and moving with him. His head lifted, watching Damen with a complicated, feral expression, need and vulnerability blended into a ferocious longing.

Gasping sharply as Damen's fingers closed around his cock, Laurent's lashes fluttered, taken by surprise. His own hand darted down, fingers curling around Damen's wrist and tugging once to get him to stop.

"Too much," he murmured, meeting Damen's eyes with a wry smile and tilting his head for a kiss, never slowing the movement of his hips as he did so. He shivered, still feeling sensitive from his first orgasm, and flashed Damen a grin. "I'm feeling plenty, beloved."

He guided Damen's hand back to his ass, pressing it there for an extra moment to let him know just how welcome and wanted his touch was on Laurent's body.