[It's something about the way he strings the syllables together that make those words not a barb, but an admission. Laurent remembers abruptly what Damen's expression had looked like when they'd taken the fort. The precise way he had reached for him and the nearness of his mouth.]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
[Already, even without the note of cruelty in his voice, Laurent is gauging the outcome. Assessing what will be won and in turn what will be lost.]
no subject
I thought I'd been clear.
[ Would you go with me? ]
no subject
It was my intention to invite you.
no subject
Oh. [ His voice is surprisingly steady, for how dizzy he feels. ] Were you?
no subject
[It's something about the way he strings the syllables together that make those words not a barb, but an admission. Laurent remembers abruptly what Damen's expression had looked like when they'd taken the fort. The precise way he had reached for him and the nearness of his mouth.]
Do you accept?
no subject
Yes. I do.
no subject
no subject