"Charmer." How easily Laurent had managed it. His beauty was undeniable, but ah, it was more than that, too. Damen felt entranced beyond anything he'd ever felt for a lover. As easily as breathing, his hand found Laurent's. There was strength in that grasp, though smaller and slighter than his own. Damen looked at him with those desire-darkened eyes and breathed out, excited more than he could say by the invitation, and barely needing the warning.

"Duly noted." Damen didn't plan on pounding him anytime soon, anyways. But he did begin to move within him in earnest, in gradual undulations that filled Laurent more potently than before. His hips rose and fell in a natural rhythm that was like riding the waves more than anything else. He held Laurent by the hand and by the hip, guiding his movements to match Damen's own, seeking out pleasure together. He seemed to swell a little more within Laurent, the thick vein throbbing as he pushed in, more insistently than before. Eyes half closing, Damen gave a low, naked moan.