[ Seems like a good first step. Not always an easy proposition. But here, it's something. Carver leans into the hand Gold runs through his hair, closing his eyes. It feels good, and Carver's beyond pretending this isn't happening, that Gold doesn't know him on some level now.
He draws back just long enough to spit in his hand - crude, but effective - and get back to it. Working him slow, to start. So he can hear all the ways Gold reacts. ]
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[ Seems like a good first step. Not always an easy proposition. But here, it's something. Carver leans into the hand Gold runs through his hair, closing his eyes. It feels good, and Carver's beyond pretending this isn't happening, that Gold doesn't know him on some level now.
He draws back just long enough to spit in his hand - crude, but effective - and get back to it. Working him slow, to start. So he can hear all the ways Gold reacts. ]
So I hear, anyway.