Quote by S.U. 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

“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

“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

“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 wanted to be inside. He wanted to feel Laurent’s surrender shudder and give way, become total. He wanted no denying that Laurent had…

— C.S. Pacat

“Laurent, he realised, had guarded his solitude for him. And his people, fearing the fierce, strange foreign prince, had done as Laurent ordered, and…

— C.S. 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

“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 didn’t care who Laurent took to bed. He”

— C.S. Pacat

“Laurent wasn’t here because he had chosen not to be here. And when he thought about goodbye, it was a welling silence full of…

— C.S. Pacat

“He was under no illusion that he was going to be taken to the campfire to roll around with Laurent. If anything, he was…

— S.U. 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