[ Gold is near enough now to be sitting hip to hip with him, which in itself is electric even with layers of clothing between them. His contact with other people, especially positive, is often so minimal. So he has to use caution even when his senses are demanding more. Because then he'll lose his aim and direction.
A soft hm against his shoulder when he speaks. Gold's hand carefully feeling the shape of him while his thumb quests for the sewn lines of his trousers, seeking catches, buttons, zippers. He sits up a little, lips brushing the shell of his ear. ]
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A soft hm against his shoulder when he speaks. Gold's hand carefully feeling the shape of him while his thumb quests for the sewn lines of his trousers, seeking catches, buttons, zippers. He sits up a little, lips brushing the shell of his ear. ]
Do you have something for me?