Laurent of Vere

Damen's palms were as hot as brands, and Laurent shivered, for the heat in Damen's eyes was no less so. It was strange to think there was a time when Laurent had wanted him so much that he couldn't bear to do anything about it, and so he'd put a boot in the center of Damen's chest and demanded to be divested of it. Now, 'I think you could look at me like that long enough, and I would spend,' he said, catching Damen by the chin to pull him upright.

'Remove your pants and sit.'