He was bigger.
Not by much, sure, but the difference was indisputable.
"Hehe." Lane couldn't help but chuckle, earning himself a confused look from Damien. He lifted his head, meeting those emerald eyes with a provocative gaze.
It took Damien a good few seconds before he realized what got Lane so happy.
But if it was Damien… Then perhaps Lane could even allow him to be the top, once in a while. Like as a birthday present or something. Maybe, just maybe, also on the anniversary, or if the sex was good that day… Or maybe Lane could even be bribed with sweets. All that is to say, he was willing to make an exception for Damien.
That was what Damien ultimately was in his life. An exception. In many ways.
One time when driving around, Lane will sing out loud.
Damien: "You… sound pretty bad."
Lane: *laughs* Damn, that's harsh!
But he keeps on singing anyway. Yes, he's tone deaf, so what? He already knew it. Why should that stop him from enjoying himself?
