[ That’s an interesting reaction. Telling, maybe. Carver reaches out to catch Gold’s hand, slotting his thumb against the pulse point. An easy hold to break, if it comes to that. But real.
He drags his teeth against Gold’s lip again. A little harder this time, so he’ll feel it when Carver draws back. So it’ll echo. ]
no subject
He drags his teeth against Gold’s lip again. A little harder this time, so he’ll feel it when Carver draws back. So it’ll echo. ]
Yeah?
[ It comes out rough, his gaze searching. ]