[ Ah. That gets a reaction, muted though it is. But this close, their hands all caught up in each other, Carver marks the way Shaw's breathing changes when she guides his hands to her back. He smooths his palms over her skin, feeling out the change in textures. The topography of scars even as Root squeezes Shaw's throat.
Don't be nice, Root advises, and Carver grins at her. There have to be rules, he knows. There have to be rules when people touch each other because otherwise it turns into something else. But it's not so hard to figure out here. He hums a little and digs his fingers into the line of an old burn scar just to see what it makes Shaw do. ]
Heard, [ he replies, teasing a little. Eyes bright as he watches them, brighter still as he leans in and presses a biting kiss to Shaw's throat. ]
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Don't be nice, Root advises, and Carver grins at her. There have to be rules, he knows. There have to be rules when people touch each other because otherwise it turns into something else. But it's not so hard to figure out here. He hums a little and digs his fingers into the line of an old burn scar just to see what it makes Shaw do. ]
Heard, [ he replies, teasing a little. Eyes bright as he watches them, brighter still as he leans in and presses a biting kiss to Shaw's throat. ]