[ Carver tips his head back. The calm feel’s settled nice and warm in his chest. All the tension bled out, his thoughts slowed to a pleasant crawl. It won’t last - never does - but for now, he enjoys the feeling. That peace, and the way that Gold’s looking at him. How his breath catches at what Carver offers him.
It doesn’t have to be complicated. Not right now, at least. ]
It’s not about enough. Tell me what you want.
[ His mouth quips. A faint smile. ]
I’m calm right now. It can just feel good for a while.
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It doesn’t have to be complicated. Not right now, at least. ]
It’s not about enough. Tell me what you want.
[ His mouth quips. A faint smile. ]
I’m calm right now. It can just feel good for a while.