Quote by S.U. Pacat

“When Laurent turned to face him, his eyes were dark. His lips were parted uncertainly. He had lifted his hand to his own shoulder,…

— S.U. Pacat

“He'd been kissing Laurent and that should not be interrupted. His eyes returned warmly, possessively to their object: Laurent looked like any young man…

— 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

“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

“Then Laurent turned and saw him, and the pressure in his chest grew like pain as Laurent greeted him, half stripped and bright-eyed.”

— S.U. Pacat

“Damen turned his eyes to Laurent. A picture of cool, difficult distance confronted him. Laurent sat in brief conversation, wrist balanced on the edge…

— C.S. Pacat

“Damen pushed himself up on an elbow, and propped his head on his hand, his fingers in his hair. He saw that Laurent was…

— S.U. Pacat

“Laurent flushed. The colour hit his cheeks hard, and a muscle tightened in his jaw as whatever he felt was forcibly repressed. It was…

— S.U. Pacat

“When he closed his eyes, he felt how it might have happened: slowly, Laurent’s mouth opening, Laurent’s hands lifting hesitantly to touch his body.…

— C.S. Pacat

“Let me in,’ he said, and Laurent made a new sound, his head dropped between his shoulder blades, his breath ribboning out of him.…

— C.S. Pacat

“He fought, until he was only his body, the burn of flesh, the pounding of blood, the hot slick of sweat, until everything concentrated…

— C.S. Pacat

“We should—’ ‘And we will.’ Laurent turned to him, sliding fingers into his hair. ‘But first, we have the morning.’ *”

— C.S. Pacat