[ Before Carver does something first and then he's too empty headed to be of use to anyone else.
He ventures a touch, trailing a palm down along the man's inner thigh, trailing along the feel of warm muscular flesh somewhere beneath fabric. He would have considered this a little forward, but he's taking the man at his word that he can go on -- and testing, in a way. If this is too much, too quickly, he can trust he'll hear as much. ]
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[ Before Carver does something first and then he's too empty headed to be of use to anyone else.
He ventures a touch, trailing a palm down along the man's inner thigh, trailing along the feel of warm muscular flesh somewhere beneath fabric. He would have considered this a little forward, but he's taking the man at his word that he can go on -- and testing, in a way. If this is too much, too quickly, he can trust he'll hear as much. ]