Quote by C.S. Pacat

“It was with a shock that he felt the touch of Laurent's fingers against the back of his wrist. [...] Laurent was shifting the…

— S.U. Pacat

“To keep. I wouldn't wear it.' said Laurent, 'though I don't believe your imagination is having any difficulty with the idea.”

— C.S. Pacat

“He found himself looking down at Laurent, his eyes passing slowly over the delicate skin, the lamp-darkened blue eyes, the elegant curve of cheekbone,…

— S.U. Pacat

“He touched the starburst pattern at his shoulder. He was dressed in Laurent’s colours, and bearing his insignia. That was a strange feeling.”

— C.S. Pacat

“His hands slid impotently down Laurent’s tight-laced clothing. Beneath him, Laurent’s kisses were all open-mouthed. Desire flamed, painful and bright. It”

— C.S. Pacat

“Deliberately, he stepped forward, and clasped Laurent’s right shoulder. Nothing, for a moment. Damen tightened his grip, and ground in with his thumb. Harder.…

— C.S. Pacat

“Before he could, he felt Laurent’s fingers on the back of his neck, a shock of touch that caught him in a tumult of…

— C.S. Pacat

“There’s me,’ said Laurent. *”

— C.S. Pacat

“It was the earring. Laurent was always so austere. The earring reframed him. It gave the appearance of a sensual side, sophisticated and subtle.”

— C.S. Pacat

“He had known it would not be some stupid fantasy of showing Laurent his country; of Laurent leaning against the marble balcony at Ios,…

— C.S. Pacat

“Friends,' said Laurent, 'Is that what we are?' [...] Damen said, with helpless honesty, 'Laurent, I am your slave.”

— C.S. Pacat

“I've come to tell you who I am." Laurent was so keenly familiar, the shade of his hair, the strapped down clothing, the full…

— C.S. Pacat