[ For a moment, Kaveh regrets his choice. Not because he doesn't trust Alhaitham or want to do this with him, but because of the strange something in the air around the other man for a moment or two as he shrugs himself out of his waistcoat—
(and Archons, the visible movement of muscle under the soft material of that shirt...)
—as he reminds the blonde to say something if he's not okay.
Mm... it's about that other time, isn't it?
If he could, he'd reach to reassure him, but he's just ensured that he absolutely cannot do that. Therein lies the regret, even as the thrill of being captive to him runs down his spine, and Kaveh offers Alhaitham a small, reassuring smile, a little jingle of his wrists against the headrail. ]
Do you know what a safeword is? [ he asks, and then without any hesitation continues to explain: ] It's a word we can choose that if either of us says, everything stops. It's designed for moments like these, because... [ He's brought momentarily to another encounter, one he won't detail— he's learning— but that taught him a few things nonetheless. ] Sometimes in the moment you say things like "wait" or "stop" or "no" but don't actually mean it. So...
[ He takes a breath, thinking. ] "Alcazarzaray." [ It's long, complicated, and there's no way he's gonna be calling it out in the middle of sex for any other reason. ] If I say "Alcazarzaray", it means I want you to stop. Okay?
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(and Archons, the visible movement of muscle under the soft material of that shirt...)
—as he reminds the blonde to say something if he's not okay.
Mm... it's about that other time, isn't it?
If he could, he'd reach to reassure him, but he's just ensured that he absolutely cannot do that. Therein lies the regret, even as the thrill of being captive to him runs down his spine, and Kaveh offers Alhaitham a small, reassuring smile, a little jingle of his wrists against the headrail. ]
Do you know what a safeword is? [ he asks, and then without any hesitation continues to explain: ] It's a word we can choose that if either of us says, everything stops. It's designed for moments like these, because... [ He's brought momentarily to another encounter, one he won't detail— he's learning— but that taught him a few things nonetheless. ] Sometimes in the moment you say things like "wait" or "stop" or "no" but don't actually mean it. So...
[ He takes a breath, thinking. ] "Alcazarzaray." [ It's long, complicated, and there's no way he's gonna be calling it out in the middle of sex for any other reason. ] If I say "Alcazarzaray", it means I want you to stop. Okay?