[ That makes Gavin laugh in That Way of his. ]

You sayin' I couldn't, Anderson? I'm wounded.

[ Well, what he really wants to say is 'Isn't that you?' but maybe that's... too real of a tease. He's already feeling a little wounded here.

But o-oh. That growl hits him right in the chest, sending out a furl of warm from toe to tip. He swallows thickly and that warm flush covers his face again. He sighs hotly. ]

And I... think I want you to. To let everyone know who I belong to. [ He reaches up and touches at his scar again, tracing it lightly. ] So if you're an asshole, so am I.