[ That's real, anyway. Carver hisses, going where Gold guides him, and kisses him back hard. Shifts to put a hand on Gold's arm just to have a way to anchor himself, to center himself in the middle of all the shadows he's currently fielding, and drags his teeth against Gold's lip. More of an edge, this time.
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Good enough. ]
Yeah. You're not shy at all, are you?