What I find most astounding right now is that you still have enough breath to talk so much.

[Ah, and he should fix that, no?

Alhaitham does not give further time to trying to extract a spoken promise from Kaveh. It seems that the man has decided to be difficult... and Alhaitham can work with that. It's hardly different to how he behaves on a normal day, after all.

Rather than kiss his lips he pushes his head to one side and nips at his neck. The bite isn't hard, but certainly enough to leave a mark.

He works his way down after that. Kaveh's collar bones, the curve of his ribs. He teases the stiff nub of one nipple through lace with the pad of his thumb. Lower still to the soft, warm skin of his stomach and then he's sliding Kaveh's pants off, scraping his fingernails deliberately down the outsides of his thighs as he draws the fabric down.

What he finds under them is not a surprise. What does surprise him is that he's interested enough to take a moment to look.

Though only a moment. He shifts back up to take Kaveh's wrist and push them up over his head.]

Will you keep them here or do I need to restrain you?

[Are you going to behave, Kaveh?]