[Faolan tosses one more glance aside at the direction the shop keeper had disappeared, before turning in his seat to face him more easily.]
[He reaches for Laurent's hands, raising one of them to his lips to press a kiss to his knuckles.] Thank you.
[He leans in to tuck his face into the crook of Laurent's neck, breathing in the smell of his skin before turning his head to press a second kiss to the skin under his lips.] Thank you.
[He moves to pull back slightly. Reaching a hand to cup the side of Laurent's face and trace his thumb along the line of his jaw. Studying his expression for a long moment before smiling at him again and leaning in to press a third kiss against the younger man's lips, long and lingering.] Thank you.
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[He reaches for Laurent's hands, raising one of them to his lips to press a kiss to his knuckles.] Thank you.
[He leans in to tuck his face into the crook of Laurent's neck, breathing in the smell of his skin before turning his head to press a second kiss to the skin under his lips.] Thank you.
[He moves to pull back slightly. Reaching a hand to cup the side of Laurent's face and trace his thumb along the line of his jaw. Studying his expression for a long moment before smiling at him again and leaning in to press a third kiss against the younger man's lips, long and lingering.] Thank you.