[At those words, Alhaitham studies Kaveh for a few long, quiet moments. There's a hint of disbelief built on the lingering knowledge of what Kaveh has allowed him to do before (even if this is not like that, not even a little), but rather than argue he just gives a small, curt nod.]
I will hold you to that.
[Since he promised, and all.
Alhaitham huffs a soft breath out as his hands push slowly up Kaveh's thighs from his knees to his hips, faint pressure in the grip as they slide along the fabric of his pants before the scribe's long fingers spread against the older man's ass and pull him close enough to fit their bodies snugly together.
He could ask Kaveh what he likes but he thinks he already has a good idea even through their somewhat tumultuous sexual relationship so far. His thumbs press slightly along the lines of his partner's hipbones as he pauses, considering his next move.
Though this position does not lend itself to easy access to anything further, he finds it oddly appealing. Alhaitham moves one hand up, curling his forefinger beneath Kaveh's chin and using that light, simple contact to guide him down into another kiss.]
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I will hold you to that.
[Since he promised, and all.
Alhaitham huffs a soft breath out as his hands push slowly up Kaveh's thighs from his knees to his hips, faint pressure in the grip as they slide along the fabric of his pants before the scribe's long fingers spread against the older man's ass and pull him close enough to fit their bodies snugly together.
He could ask Kaveh what he likes but he thinks he already has a good idea even through their somewhat tumultuous sexual relationship so far. His thumbs press slightly along the lines of his partner's hipbones as he pauses, considering his next move.
Though this position does not lend itself to easy access to anything further, he finds it oddly appealing. Alhaitham moves one hand up, curling his forefinger beneath Kaveh's chin and using that light, simple contact to guide him down into another kiss.]