Not for the first time, Damen thought about the many firsts they did not share and wondered how much of the time Laurent had spent in this place felt to him as though a repeat of a life he'd already lived.
But, no. There was nothing in this city remotely like their world back home. There could be no repeating.
'I can imagine,' he said with a soft smile because, though he hadn't lived through it, he knew intimately the weight of it. The risk. The exhilaration and terror of having limited time. It was not a sensation Damen hoped to repeat any time soon. If there were any benefits to this city, the absence of rapidly impending death was a prominent one.
With one hand still tangled in Laurent's, Damen lifted the other, grazing fingertips along the front of Laurent's shirt, a seemingly idle touch that landed at the waistband of his trousers. His lips twitched into another faint grin. 'A night of personal growth.' Then, 'I do enjoy when you're on top. I like the look of you when you take what you want and lose yourself in pleasure.'
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Date: 2017-05-26 04:44 am (UTC)But, no. There was nothing in this city remotely like their world back home. There could be no repeating.
'I can imagine,' he said with a soft smile because, though he hadn't lived through it, he knew intimately the weight of it. The risk. The exhilaration and terror of having limited time. It was not a sensation Damen hoped to repeat any time soon. If there were any benefits to this city, the absence of rapidly impending death was a prominent one.
With one hand still tangled in Laurent's, Damen lifted the other, grazing fingertips along the front of Laurent's shirt, a seemingly idle touch that landed at the waistband of his trousers. His lips twitched into another faint grin. 'A night of personal growth.' Then, 'I do enjoy when you're on top. I like the look of you when you take what you want and lose yourself in pleasure.'