And he complied, moving deeper, inch by inch until he was settled in Granby fully. Then Laurence paused, taking a deep breath and looking at his friend-- no. His lover. Just thinking about the word was strange, yet it was the only term that properly described this thing that they were both in the middle of, seemingly without his knowledge until so very recently. The prospect was a little frightening. He kissed Granby again, then began to move.