"You," Laurent flirted, warm with affection.

He held up his hand, wanting to be given Damen's in return so that he could clasp it and for something to brace against as he moved. "Take what you want," he said, watching Damen's face, entranced by the affection and challenge of him. "Ease me into it, mind you," he said, a smirk curling his lips. The last thing he wanted was for Damen to switch suddenly to a pounding more intense than he could take.