[ Kaveh's brows lift in surprise at Alhaitham's words, and suddenly there are tears in his eyes, becauseโ becauseโ
Archons preserve him, did Alhaitham actually acknowledge a feeling of Kaveh's as something that makes sense?
He sniffles, and reaches up a hand to swipe at his own eyes, laughing lightly at himself. Okay, so this is ridiculous, maybe. ]
I'm not really upset. [ A sigh, and he turns his head to press kisses against Alhaitham's jaw instead, trailing up along the skin. ] I was justโ it caught me off-guard. I thought you were leaving, but you came back, soโ
[Alhaitham shifts, pulls Kaveh with him until he's resting his back on the headboard of the bed and the architect is leaning against his shoulder. Until his head is tucked in against his own.
He presses a kiss to the crown of his head, holding him close.] As much as I like watching you scramble for words, you don't have to explain.
Is this what you youngsters are saying it? Is this one where calls it teasing?
[Not quite but it seemed close enough. But she'll just keep on smiling.]
But no, I'm afraid not! I think that would be perfect for you and especially with trying to make ties with Sumeru city too. It seems that I would need to figure out what to do to 'catch up' with you.
[ He keeps talking as Alhaitham draws them both further up the bed and settles against the headboard, prepared to explain himself as many times as it takes; but the other pulls him close and presses a kiss to his crown, soothes and teases him in the same breath, and Kaveh scowls even as his heart whispers its relief. ]
You are such a jerk. [ The words are muttered even as Kaveh's head turns upward, the soft smile on his lips showing that he doesn't mean it as much as he might sound like he does. ] Saying things like that... you're lucky I like you so much.
[Alhaitham smiles, more in his eyes than in the curl of his mouth, as he leans to rest his forehead against Kaveh. He sighs, finding some sort of tranquillity with Kaveh so close, even if he pouts and complains.
He pinches at his ear playfully.] You're right. [He is lucky, he is so lucky. There was an odd that had occurred in this timeline, in this world, and Kaveh and Alhaitham got together and ripped themselves apart, only to conjoin under the same roof.]
[ Kaveh's brows lift, a for a moment he stares at him in silence as the other pinches his ear, looks at him with those smiling eyes. Quite frankly, he feels as if he's in a parallel universe or something, all of a sudden, becauseโ ]
Did you seriously just agree with me twice in under a minute? [ he demands, and he's not angry, but there's disbelief etched into every word even as he smiles up at him. ] Are you unwell, Alhaitham?
It has been three minutes, [he rectifies, though it's just an off-handed comment when he picks up one of Kaveh's hands and presses his palm to his lips, not even pursing them in a kiss, just basking in its warmth there, giving him also an excuse not to talk further, his eyes closing with a soft, comforted sigh.] I don't disagree, I do think I'm lucky.
Three minutes isn't that much better. [ It's a mumble, a grumble more than anything, even if it is good-natured, even if there's a lazy smile on his lips as that kiss is pressed into his palm.
Butโ more than anything, the joking aside...
With a soft sigh, Kaveh shifts, pressing his face into the side of Alhaitham's neck, breathing lazy, contented kisses against the darkened patches of skin there. ]
We're not going to enter a discussion about who's lucky and who's not. [Because he could go into yet another 'well, actually' and say that Kaveh has rotten luck.
He tips his head instead, surprised at how sensitive the skin is on his neck, then remembering that Kaveh left marks all over his neck and shoulder andโ
โhe had taken precautions to calm down his erection before he stepped out of the room, sure. But he had gone out shirtless. What they've been doing was all over his skin.
Ah, no wonder Cyno looked dazed and Tighnari had very little room for doubt.
He groans, and presses a kiss to Kaveh's forehead.] Are you alright?
[ Later, Kaveh will realize that the groan on Alhaitham's lips sounds almost frustrated or irritated, but in the moment, he has no idea. Rather, he's focused on the warmth of the other's body, the way those arms feel around him and the taste of that sensitive throat under his lips.
It even takes him a moment to process the other's words.
When he does, though, he smiles. ]
Mostly. [ It might seem like a strange answer, when he's curled so contentedly into the other, after those moments of near panic. But the truth is... ]
[Alhaitham nuzzles the architect's temple, sighing gently at the way he keeps kissing his neck. His eyes, closed in comfort, open when he feels, senses somehow that Kaveh is smiling, resting at half-mast.
He tugs at his roommate's knees and pulls them to drape them across his lap. He pretends that the topic is very deep as he hums.] Mm. Do you?
[ Kaveh's sigh is a heavy one, and it takes him several moments of checking the house to make sure Alhaitham isn't lurking anywhere before he finally responds. ]
[ Those words are met with a gentle sigh, a roll of his eyes when Alhaitham answers with a hum and a question, because he knows the other is just being difficult for the sake of itโ but for once, he doesn't actually mind.
Rather, it's endearingโ
Archons, what exactly has happened to him? ]
I do. [ It's a contented mumble, a little nip of his teeth against the other's neck. (A punishment.) ] Don't you want me too?
[Alhaitham's shoulder jumps, a slight hitch to his breath, and he nudges Kaveh's face away from his neck with the side of his own with a groan. He gives him a glare, or it would be, were his lips not curled in a smile. He doesn't reply, not yet at least, because he leans in to kiss Kaveh fully, pulling him impossibly closer.]
What a silly question. [He mutters, still taunting between nips and kisses. Insufferable.]
[ He huffs against Alhaitham's lips as the other mutters his disdain, and when he can't complain with nipping teeth against the scribe's neck, he does against his lips insteadโ at least until he's distracted and enveloped in the kiss. His hands lift, threading up into Alhaitham's hair, a contented sigh slipping off his tongue as he licks into the other's mouth, only pulling back to speak when he's short of breath. ]
I had to make sure you hadn't lost interest in the process of kicking our friends out.
[ The words are light, teasing, and yet of course there's the edge of something more serious behind them even now, an insecurity that Kaveh can't quite keep from creeping in. ]
I was waiting, and now you're back, and I want you.
You clearly don't know me well enough. [He chuckles into Kaveh's mouth, stealing a kiss, two. Three for good measure, as he pulls him up by the waist, settles the architect on his lap to straddle him instead. He'll always want him, always has, and doesn't ever imagine that stopping. Alhaitham has been holding this torch, burning his fingers for longer and more often than Kaveh has burned himself out.
His eyes open just enough so he can look at him through his eyelashes, even as he keeps kissing him, even if he strokes up and down his back, his thighs, his sides.] Guide me, then, Senior. How do you want to do this?
[ He hums in content against the stolen kisses, laughs as he's pulled up against Alhaitham to sit across his lap. His arms circle the other's shoulders, and he sighs, nuzzling into the further kisses offered as the other's fingers skate over his skin. ]
Lazy. [ It's a soft, sweet admonishment to match the smile on his lips, and he fights every single urge within him to tell the other that he should do it however he feels comfortable, however he likesโ He knows that Alhaitham won't accept it.
So he smiles, breaks the kiss to peer at him through soft carmine eyes, a hand coming up to brush softly across his skin. ]
Let me lay back on the bed and face you. [ Half because it's kind of what he wants, and half because for their first time together, he thinks it will be easiest. ] You'll probably need to open me up a little again.
[Tilting his head subtly against the touch, Alhaitham's eyes rest at half-mast, heavy and warm. Despite Tighnari's attentive ears not being able to catch the sounds they make, they're still talking soft, low, and it's Kaveh's breath that slips into his ears, attentive at the way his lungs pull for air before he speaks, his exhales shaping sighs of contentment.
He moves his head to place a kiss on the architect's palmโa libation for a tool of his tradeโand tugs him sideways, hand steady on hip and leg, making the world spin as he rolls them both so Alhaitham is laying on top of Kaveh instead.
He looks down at him, a slight smile to his lips.] Like this?
[ There's almost a part of Kaveh that regrets telling Alhaitham to lay him downโ not because it's not what he wants, but because it means losing the gentle press of that body against his, the easy way that the younger's head can tilt against his, the soft kisses offered against his skin.
Still, he nods in response to Alhaitham's question, his lips twisting in contentment to see the slight smile on the other's. ]
Yeah. Like this.
[ He reaches up, running fingers up and over the younger man's forearms. ]
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