[He doesn't expect that Kaveh will actually be annoyed by his disobedience. Nor, he thinks, would he actually consent to having his hands bound. He can behave himself if he sets his mind to doing so, but in the moment it was simply impossible to resist reaching out.
And he absolutely does not regret it.
His brow furrows softly at the question. Kaveh has suggested this before, more than once, and each time Alhaitham has refused because the idea of it just did not appeal to him. Even now he isn't sure, not really, but the thought of the older man's mouth on his cock sends a tingle of anticipation across his skin. He swallows, watching him for a moment, then shakes his head.]
Only a compromise.
[And he moves his hand down from where Kaveh had pushed it back up to the headrail, lightly brushing his fingertips to the blond man's jaw.]
no subject
And he absolutely does not regret it.
His brow furrows softly at the question. Kaveh has suggested this before, more than once, and each time Alhaitham has refused because the idea of it just did not appeal to him. Even now he isn't sure, not really, but the thought of the older man's mouth on his cock sends a tingle of anticipation across his skin. He swallows, watching him for a moment, then shakes his head.]
Only a compromise.
[And he moves his hand down from where Kaveh had pushed it back up to the headrail, lightly brushing his fingertips to the blond man's jaw.]
I want to touch you.