Date: 2017-06-18 05:43 am (UTC)
cast_iron_bitch: (Intent.)
Damen obeyed with a pleasing swiftness, divesting himself of the last of his clothes and sitting promptly. His remarkable body made such a lovely picture against the ugly, mechanical backdrop of the machine that Laurent was nearly sorry that he hadn't asked him to linger, but now he had him where he wanted him.

For his part, Laurent stood naked before him, lips pursing for a brief moment while he perused the gym's space with his eyes. After a moment's searching - there. Laurent walked a few paces and lifted a small bottle of joint oil meant to smooth the shifting of the creaking machines. He uncorked it and gave it a cursory sniff - the scent was hardly pleasant, but it would do.

Returning to Damen, Laurent climbed neatly back into his lap, sitting astride his thighs with some measure of heat in his eyes. He pressed the bottle into Damen's hands. 'Attend me.'
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