Lars's expression comes back into kind of a smug, toothy half smile, and his gaze lifts back up to Lauren after he watches and feels Lauren do his best to fuck his hold a little. "I know," he says, not sounding very apologetic, but acknowledging at the least.

"Tell ya what—get on my bed and I'll take care of you," he says, coming in close, punctuating his offer with a brief kiss, which he lifts Lauren's head for.

"I wanna try somethin.'"