He hated that look that fleeted across Laurence's face and wished he hadn't said anything; it wasn't as though anything could be changed now, anyway. He leaned up, pressing the kiss slightly deeper, his fingers tracing against Laurence's skin.

His knees slipped wider apart, one on either side of Laurence's hips, cradling their bodies together. He shifted his weight slightly and the way that he pressed against Laurence was enough to make him moan against Laurence's lips.