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Most call me Gold. ([personal profile] amicustenebris) wrote2022-02-20 10:34 pm
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[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2022-04-01 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
[ Gold goes to work. Carver listens intently, taking it in. He's never had to do this part blind before. But then, when has he ever backed down from a challenge? ]

You have anything you don't want, tell me now.

[ It comes out soft. He traces his thumb against Gold's lip again, then leans in to kiss him hard. ]
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[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2022-04-01 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
[ Yeah. That's a nice sound right there. Carver shifts to cup his hand to Gold's cheek and resolves to make him do that again. Might take some creativity, patience, but they're here. He wants to. ]

I won't hurt you.

[ Not with this, at least. There have to be lines, and Carver doesn't mix sex and violence. There'd be no going back from that, if he did.

He shifts his hand a little lower, slotting his thumb against Gold's pulse. Maybe Gold will let him, maybe he won't. ]


Maybe I just make you forget your name for a while. Return the favor.
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[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2022-04-01 01:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Mhmm. Good.

[ It's strange doing this blind. Not something he would have done by choice. And yet. He taps his thumb against Gold's neck and then lays his other hand flat on Gold's chest. Holding it there for a moment before sliding him down, just to hear what he does next. ]

You're still wearing too many clothes.
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[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2022-04-02 02:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Carver doesn't offer to help with this part. He can't see it, but he can hear the shifting fabric, the way that Gold's breathing changes, and that's good enough for now. He runs his hands up and down Gold's sides, in the meantime. Silent encouragement. Whatever this thing is, it's happening. ]
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[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2022-04-02 05:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Carver cants his head, listening with a great intensity. But the grip he keeps on Gold's hips is gentle, in its way, and far more careful. ]

What?
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[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2022-04-03 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ Carver spreads his fingers wide, dragging them up Gold's sides and then back down again. He doesn't dig his nails in. It's not that sort of moment. ]

Okay.

[ He understands the sentiment just fine. And so he leans in to kiss Gold on the mouth again, even as he trails his hand down Gold's side again. Over his ribs and then his hip and then lower, to grope him. Because why the fuck not? ]
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[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2022-04-03 02:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Yeah, okay. Being blind sucks and Carver thinks he'd rather kill a thousand men before he does it again, but this? This, he can work with. The way that Gold presses closer and reacts, yeah.

Yeah, he can work with this.

Carver thumps his forehead against Gold's, some rough camaraderie, and just keeps touching him. He's got strong hands, he knows what he's doing. Doesn't seem like Gold minds his calluses, either. ]


You can let go, you know. Just this once.
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[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2022-04-04 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
You breathe.

[ 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.
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[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2022-04-04 07:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It’s a small gesture, the way that Gold kisses his temple. Carver takes a slow breath and resolves not to think about it. This is just happening. And all the while, Carver keeps working him. Never once letting up. ]

There you go.

[ Low, and satisfied. Now they’re getting somewhere. ]

How many times can I make you come, you think?

[ They should find out. ]
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[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2022-04-05 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ Gold's quiet through it, but they're close enough now that Carver can feel close to everything. He grins into Gold's neck, dragging his teeth a little. Not enough to hurt, but enough to feel. ]

Mhmm. I'll start a count.

[ He slows his hand for a moment, pressing his thumb against the head. ]

Yeah?
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[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2022-04-05 11:34 am (UTC)(link)
Good.

[ Low, and pleased. There's satisfaction in doing this. Carver hadn't anticipated that. He doesn't usually think about other people at all when he isn't running threat assessments on them. But he's thought of Gold more than once in the interim, and he's thinking of Gold now, and those little noises he's making. Barely audible, even now.

Carver hums, and smiles into Gold's neck. He works his hand - harder this time, more purposeful. ]


So let go.
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[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2022-04-06 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
[ They're getting there. Carver can hear it when Gold breathes, when he has to work to keep his voice steady, to stay still. And there's satisfaction in making him tremble, just a little. In the promise that maybe, if he works at it, Carver will be able to make him do it more.

Carver knocks their heads together almost roughly. ]


Lean back. And I'll go down on you.

[ He grins, just because he can. ]

Do whatever you want, but don't come in my hair.
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[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2022-04-07 01:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It's a little odd doing this part blind, keeping a hand on Gold to orient himself, but Carver's got a can-do attitude and a pressing desire to stay out of his head as much as possible, so he makes it work. He's always worked better with a task, something in front of him. So what if it's sex this time? So fucking what?

He keeps his hand on Gold, working him even as Carver drags his mouth down his stomach. No teeth, this time. Just heat, and pressure. ]


Yeah, you do.

[ They've done this before. He has a feeling they might do it again, after. This time, Carver goes slower. Gives him time to get used to the feeling before he takes Gold fully into his mouth. ]

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