[ With a low sound, he leans into the kiss, his lips parting also as his tongue flicks teasing over Arthur's lips, hips stuttering a little under the other's touch, cock already hardening from the ministrations they've shared. His hands move to the other's hips, resting against the waistline of his pants. ]
Then I can't believe you. Everything you say is a lie. [He says it so easily, so softly, nipping at his lips as he does. Arthur loves the gentleness of his touch, the softness of his voice and his words. But there's a familiar and pleasant jolt as he strokes his hand expertly across that sensitive skin. He sits up, working him slowly at first.]
[ Kaveh chuckles, shaking his head. Even as his hips arch, even as he presses into that soft, teasing kiss, he smiles, a murmur on his own lips. ] I can be biased and still telling the truth, you know.
[ He might think to argue more, but those slow strokes are distracting him from doing so, another soft moan on his mouth as he licks at the teeth that nip at him, as he mimics the motion to nip at the other in turn. Arthur's hand on him feels good, and he wants to return that sensation...
His fingers push slightly at his waistband. ]
May I? [ With Arthur's earlier reluctance around his own body, Kaveh just wants to be sure... ]
[Arthur is quick to nod. He is dying to know what that hand feels like around him, now that he has Kaveh in his palm. With a gentle move, he leans in to kiss him again, lips swollen from teeth and pressure.]
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So what if I am?
[ With a low sound, he leans into the kiss, his lips parting also as his tongue flicks teasing over Arthur's lips, hips stuttering a little under the other's touch, cock already hardening from the ministrations they've shared. His hands move to the other's hips, resting against the waistline of his pants. ]
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[ He might think to argue more, but those slow strokes are distracting him from doing so, another soft moan on his mouth as he licks at the teeth that nip at him, as he mimics the motion to nip at the other in turn. Arthur's hand on him feels good, and he wants to return that sensation...
His fingers push slightly at his waistband. ]
May I? [ With Arthur's earlier reluctance around his own body, Kaveh just wants to be sure... ]
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Yes.
I - I want you to.
[Desperately, in fact.]