[ Softer than before. Carver gives him a moment to breathe with it, get used to the sensation, and then he repeats the motion. Kneading, letting the press of fabric do some of the work for him. A tease, but not a malicious one.
Sometimes, it’s nice just to feel.
Carver doesn’t draw it out long, though, and starts tugging Gold’s pants down. Not all the way, just enough to touch him more closely. Skin to skin, his fingers flexing.
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[ Softer than before. Carver gives him a moment to breathe with it, get used to the sensation, and then he repeats the motion. Kneading, letting the press of fabric do some of the work for him. A tease, but not a malicious one.
Sometimes, it’s nice just to feel.
Carver doesn’t draw it out long, though, and starts tugging Gold’s pants down. Not all the way, just enough to touch him more closely. Skin to skin, his fingers flexing.
Gentle, to start. ]
You can grab my hair. If you want.