[ The endorphin rush comes and conquers, and there's a good long moment where Carver feels nothing but calm and warm. Content just to exist in the moment, with another person, with Gold leaning into the touch. Carver shifts to cup his cheek, smoothing his thumb along the line of Gold's jaw.
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Gentle, like before. ]
Mhmm.
[ Yeah, he's feeling pretty damn great. ]
Gonna let me return the favor?