This will be happily ever after...

[prince_of_vere]

From here.

"Tears of laughter?" Laurent asked. "You might not have to wait that long."

His breaths came quicker, sharper, jagged on the exhale as Damen unraveled his clothing. He wasn't sure what Damen had in mind, but he didn't want to question it for fear of their tentative peace dissolving yet again.

"How copious of me," Laurent responded, wondering if Damen's skill was anywhere near the level that his recounting of their fictional night would suggest.

Groaning softly as Damen's hand slid under his clothing, Laurent reached for him, winding his arms around Damen's neck and pulling him in for a kiss. There was no need to hold back, especially after their night together had been lost. Laurent's feelings for his new husband were deepening quickly, and he wanted.

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[prince_of_vere]

Laurent's arms slid more fully around Damen's neck as he returned the kiss. It helped to calm and relax him, sharing affection like that. He was addicted to kissing Damen.

"You didn't mention you'd be even bigger from this angle," Laurent muttered as the kiss broke, giving Damen's lower lip a reprimanding nip. He shivered under Damen, feeling utterly overstimulated and on edge.

"Touch me," he said, voice breaking in a way that made him sound painfully vulnerable and made him wince.

[notmyarena]

He'd noticed that effect on Laurent, and it was one Damen was very glad to foster in him, giving him kiss after kiss to draw him deeper into the affectionate bond between them.

"Sorry?" Damen gave a broad-shouldered shrug. He hadn't ever been told that he was bigger this way? But ah, that little nip was so very Laurent, he felt his head tilt back into it and his eyes close.

Laurent's voice was a tremulous thing, nearly begging though the words were that of an order. Damen could only bear down on his hips and move his hand between Laurent's legs, forehead tipping against his husband's. "Touch me," he echoed, head arching into Laurent's hands. He wanted them all over his neck, moving through his hair, down his spine, anywhere Laurent wanted to touch him as they sought their pleasure together. Damen's big hand closed around Laurent's cock, and he began to stroke him as their bodies moved in unison, making love between them.

[prince_of_vere]

"Ah," Laurent breathed, somewhere between a gasp and a whimper as Damen moved inside of him. One of his hands slid up, gripping tight to Damen's hair to hold him close, while the other slid down, fingers splayed across Damen's back and nails biting into the skin, leaving red crescents and tracks as Damen's movements forced his hands to shift.

Utterly overwhelmed, Laurent clung to him, trembling and tense, until the tremors overtook him and he spilled himself, body clenching around Damen's as wave after wave of a deep, full-body orgasm overtook him. Jaw tightening, he pressed his face to Damen's shoulder, silent but for the devastated little gasps and whimpers that escaped through his teeth.

[notmyarena]

Damen held him as close as physically possible just then, pressed against the shaking body beneath him, beyond any words but the expressive groans of pleasure as Laurent gripped him and came for him. The fierce joy of it exceeded anything he'd felt before, to know that his husband was brought to such pleasure by the union of their bodies; it spilled over into Damen, until he was only a few seconds behind Laurent.

And then there really was no comparison to the ecstasy he felt in the total release of himself into and throughout Laurent. White-hot euphoria held him its grip, and he shared it without holding back. There was a rasp in Laurent's ear that might have been something like the Akielon word for love, in that moment before Damen collapsed against him.

Only for a moment, though, hesitant of crushing his lover under his weight, and next moment Damen shifted to one arm and turned to claim Laurent's lips, still buried within him. There were still no words, just an overflow of feeling that sang in his kiss.

[prince_of_vere]

With one hand still tangled in Damen's hair, Laurent kept the other pressed against his back, nails still sharp against Damen's skin but no longer digging in.

He gave a soft little groan as Damen claimed his mouth. Yielding to it without any fight this time, Laurent returned the kiss with deep affection and warmth.

He'd never felt this sort of intimacy before. He didn't want Damen to move, and didn't plan to let him. Thighs tight on either side of Damen's hips, Laurent savored the warmth and trust of the moment. His husband. They'd finally succeeded in their lovemaking, and Laurent felt completely undone by it. He had no remaining defenses against Damen. The Akielon king had won him in every way.