[ He watches what Laurent does more than he lets his eyes linger on the graceful line of his throat, or the flaxen quality of his drying hair. This peace between them is tenuous. It is less that Damen feels it could snap at any time, and more that in some way the uncertain way they move around one another in solitude retains a conditional quality to it.
Too much still sits heavy between them. Damen knows that his want is not one sided, but he does not know how to navigate this thing that keeps them separated— as untouchable as air, as obvious as the sun in the sky. ]
I'm not the only man my size here.
[ Damen has seen a number of men that come to his height, which was surprising at first, as even by Akielon standards he is very large. ]
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Too much still sits heavy between them. Damen knows that his want is not one sided, but he does not know how to navigate this thing that keeps them separated— as untouchable as air, as obvious as the sun in the sky. ]
I'm not the only man my size here.
[ Damen has seen a number of men that come to his height, which was surprising at first, as even by Akielon standards he is very large. ]