[ He says he hasn't forgotten, but Kaveh is still careful to track the other's reactions as much as he can, not wanting them both to get so caught up in the moment that Alhaitham reaches the point of no return before they can do anything about it.
Or that's the plan, anyway.
It's too easy for him to get sidetracked, lost to the way Alhaitham's breath hitches before he sighs, to the way he murmurs distractedly into their kiss, urging Kaveh to continue what he's doing. There's something remarkably attractive about the way the scribe gives himself over to the pleasure, hips twitching and fingers gripping; it makes the blonde squirm with his own unanswered need.
He sweeps his thumb over the head of Alhaitham's arousal, smoothing it against the slit before sliding back into that same rhythm, his teeth catching softly against the younger's lower lip. ]
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Or that's the plan, anyway.
It's too easy for him to get sidetracked, lost to the way Alhaitham's breath hitches before he sighs, to the way he murmurs distractedly into their kiss, urging Kaveh to continue what he's doing. There's something remarkably attractive about the way the scribe gives himself over to the pleasure, hips twitching and fingers gripping; it makes the blonde squirm with his own unanswered need.
He sweeps his thumb over the head of Alhaitham's arousal, smoothing it against the slit before sliding back into that same rhythm, his teeth catching softly against the younger's lower lip. ]