Laurent's aching with desire and nerves. He wants this so badly, even if Auguste is furious. It's so hard to think of Auguste as furious, and he's never punished Laurent for anything like this before. He's always encouraged Laurent to go after what he wants, and Laurent has always chosen the practical, dutiful options.

"Take me to bed?" Laurent asks, murmuring against Nyx's lips. It's a little too hesitant to be a command, but Laurent's certain that he wants this. He wants Nyx. If he only gets a night, or even if he's fortunate enough to have a few days or weeks, Laurent wants Nyx. "You're mine for tonight."