The reply came with no caveats. No excuses. Laurent knew of Damen's identity from the start and still he'd trusted him. Confided in him. Bent over for him.
He followed Laurent's lead then and quickly took another large drink of his wine before leaning to set the glass on the table. His blood ran undeniably warmer now, but because the alcohol or the new, startling bit of knowledge, Damen wasn't sure.
He suddenly found looking at Laurent more difficult, as though having the doors flung open upon possibility had paralyzed him. He had always found Laurent beautiful, had felt an attraction that had stubbornly refused to yield even upon suffering the end of a whip.
And now he'd seen this Laurent. Softened and warm and remembering a version of Damen he'd yet to be.
Letting out a rough breath, Damen rubbed a hand against his brow and suddenly wished for the wine to take a swifter hold. 'Did our men know?' he asked then immediately remembered another comment Laurent had made and a somewhat strained laugh bubbled forth. 'Ah, what you said of Nikandros and his opinion of you. Yes, I can imagine what he thought.'
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Date: 2016-09-06 06:39 am (UTC)He followed Laurent's lead then and quickly took another large drink of his wine before leaning to set the glass on the table. His blood ran undeniably warmer now, but because the alcohol or the new, startling bit of knowledge, Damen wasn't sure.
He suddenly found looking at Laurent more difficult, as though having the doors flung open upon possibility had paralyzed him. He had always found Laurent beautiful, had felt an attraction that had stubbornly refused to yield even upon suffering the end of a whip.
And now he'd seen this Laurent. Softened and warm and remembering a version of Damen he'd yet to be.
Letting out a rough breath, Damen rubbed a hand against his brow and suddenly wished for the wine to take a swifter hold. 'Did our men know?' he asked then immediately remembered another comment Laurent had made and a somewhat strained laugh bubbled forth. 'Ah, what you said of Nikandros and his opinion of you. Yes, I can imagine what he thought.'