[ Carver doesn't move to kiss him again yet, just presses against him. Wanting that closeness, that stability. He doesn't know where anything in this room fucking is except Gold. ]

I don't know what that means, Gold.

[ He exhales through his teeth. ]

So you're gonna have to fucking tell me what you want, or I'm going to keep guessing and getting it wrong and then neither of us are getting off.