[ Later, Kaveh will probably think to be mad at himself. How easily they've come together... it's like something out of the most wonderful of dreams. And yet how many times has he nearly ruined it merely on the virtue of being exactly the person he is? Shutting Alhaitham down time and time again, throwing himself into the arms and beds of total strangers, running away from the one thing he's always wanted the most for fear of losing even the barest breath of it.
And now he's here, body canting against the bed and heart pounding against his ribs as the man he loves slides one and then two fingers into him, as he kisses him deep and slow and passionate, tongue sliding and searching in a way that steals every last breath of air from his lungs.
Yes, later he'll be mad with himself for all the wasted time— but right now he's pliant and soft and needing, all sweet moans and arched spine, aching for more even as he willingly takes everything Alhaitham has to offer. ]
You don't have to be too slow.
[ It's a murmur against the other's lips— a statement, perhaps? Or is it a plea? The tone of Kaveh's voice pitches it gently towards the latter, makes it clear that he wants wants wants, and maybe they should be taking their time because this is something both have wanted to so long, but they've wanted long enough, he thinks, they can take their time later— ]
[ The way Kaveh is sprawled underneath him, back arched and moaning so sweet, it's highly erotic and Alhaitham doesn't think he's ever been this hard in his life. It makes the most illogical, nonsensical thoughts slip into his mind — things about how they're meant to be, how this is fate, how he never wants to let Kaveh go. It's all deeply uncharacteristic of Alhaitham but he supposes even he's prone to flights of fancy sometimes.
He's panting against Kaveh's mouth, his free hand reaching up to press gentle fingertips against Kaveh's cheek while his other hand continues stretching him open. Kaveh speaks, asking him to go faster, to give him a third, and he nods a little deliriously against him. He's already so tight around his fingers, so pliable, it makes Alhaitham ache. ]
Yeah... alright, yeah.
[ And then he's latching their lips together, kissing Kaveh into the mattress while he slips his third finger inside of him, stretching him with intent. He wants to be inside of Kaveh now, wants to fuck him properly, and he's only going to get that if he hurries this up. He groans softly into Kaveh's mouth as he feels the squeeze of his hole around his fingers and it makes his cock ache, makes him want more.
This all feels like a fever dream, if he's honest. He went from being annoyed with Kaveh for once again pretending their relationship didn't matter to... to confessing their feelings, to crawling into bed with one another. He has no intention of leaving this bed anytime soon either so he knows that this is it for him, that if Kaveh will have him, he'll never leave the other man. Maybe tomorrow morning, when he wakes up with Kaveh in his arms and the evidence of what they did the night prior all around them, it'll feel more real.
[ Oh, but he's not very good at this! Usually when he plans to go somewhere, it's to the bar, or something similar. It's not often he's asked to think up an outing in celebration, much less a trip...
Ah, which.. ]
In that case, senior, would you first kindly define what you mean by "trip"? I don't want to take advantage of your generosity.
[ If Alhaitham is enjoying the sounds Kaveh is making thus far, then he'll love the way the other keens under him at the press of that third finger. Kaveh gasps, and his hips and back arch yet further, a desperate little gasp on his lips and his head tilting back against the bed. He feels so full, but he knows it's just a prelude, that Alhaitham's cock will only feel better still.
And Archons help him, he wants— he needs— How on Teyvat has he managed to hide this for so long, to deny them both?
Words surface on his lips, but they're reduced to senseless babble under the strength of Alhaitham's kiss, to helpless moans that do naught but answer the same pleasure that has Kaveh's hips moving, rolling desperately against the fingers that stretch him open in the name of more.
To what comes after, though? Kaveh has spared it no thought. His mind is entirely on the pleasure aching between the two of them now, not stopping to wonder if engaging once will be enough to satiate him after weeks and months and years of longing in silence.
(It won't, whether he spares it that thought or not.)
For now, he breathes hungry kisses into Alhaitham's mouth, lets his hands explore the other's chest, his back, even sliding down to help himself to a handful of ass, using the leverage to tug him closer. ]
More—
[ Perhaps he's being demanding. But right now, he doesn't care. He wants, he needs— ]
Certainly! Is that where you want to go? Because I’ll be there in no time!
In fact, I do believe there is something I recently spotted that you might like! It’s a rather impressive looking pen that would be perfect for your sketches!
[ If Kaveh is being demanding, that's perfectly okay with Alhaitham. He likes it, likes when Kaveh asks for more, grabs him and tugs him in closer and makes his desire known. He's falling apart on the bed underneath Alhaitham and Alhaitham can't help but just watch with hungry, hungry eyes. He kisses him back desperately afterwards, licking into his mouth at the same time as those fingers roughly work Kaveh open, get him prepped for his cock. He needs more. Just the same as Kaveh begs for, Alhaitham knows this isn't enough for him either.
So, he breaks the kiss, panting against Kaveh's cheek as he rubs his nose against him and swallows hard. A smeared kiss against the skin and he's mumbling, not thinking about his words as he pulls his fingers out of Kaveh's hole and begins to prep himself. ]
Okay, okay. Whatever you want. Whatever you need. I've got you, Kaveh.
[ He strokes himself a few times to spread the lubricant across his cock and even that has him hissing slightly from pleasure. His flesh feels hot and oversensitive and he just needs. More. He needs so much more.
His eyes flick up to take in Kaveh, laying there, legs sprawled, the pucker of his hole on display and shiny with lubricant. It pulls a groan from Alhaitham as he settles between those legs again, lining himself up with Kaveh's perfect little ass. He can't believe he's finally getting this, after years of waiting, of imagining things because he didn't think he'd ever get in reality, of finding substitutes that would never fulfill the need he had in its entirety.
The head of his cock presses against Kaveh's entrance, pressing in a little firmer then, a little slow still. He doesn't want to hurt the other man but he knows he's prepped him enough so it shouldn't be too harsh an entry. Pressing in deeper, the head of his cock is swallowed by Kaveh's hole and Alhaitham's hips buck slightly at the feeling of tight, wet warmth surrounding him.
Then he shifts, his hands braced on either side of Kaveh's body as he kneels between his legs and pushes his hips forward until he's halfway inside. A low groan spills from his mouth, his head dropping forward and eyes closing as he breathes out — ]
Kaveh... fuck, Kaveh...
[ And that's all he says before he presses in the rest of the way, all the way until the base with his cock perfectly enveloped inside of Kaveh. Another groan from Alhaitham and his hips roll against Kaveh, grinding himself inside of him and giving him the time to adjust to his girth. Fuck, fuck, fuck. He wants to move, he wants to fuck Kaveh until they're both too overwhelmed to think. ]
[And just like that? Off she went to see Kaveh! As she waited at the entrance, she was already looking through the various items. Let’s see…what other things should she get…?]
[ He knows why Alhaitham's fingers slip out of him, but he can't quite help the way he whines when they do, leaving him empty for those moments that the younger man prepares himself. And if they weren't so desperate right now, racing through each step with as much speed as they can muster, he'd reach between them to help the other prepare himself too, wrap his fingers around that girth and stroke and tease until he can't get enough. But as it is— as it is, it feels like they don't have time for that, like there are other things more pressing. And so he lays back and watches, eyes half-lidded and teeth pressing into his lower lip as Alhaitham hisses from the pleasure. ]
You look so good. [ It's a whisper that falls off his tongue just as the other moves back between his legs, one hand lifting to brush fingers across his skin. ] You...
[ But he falls silent at the sensation of Alhaitham's cock pressing against him, eyes fluttering shut for a moment as it breaches, soft whimpered groans falling off his lips as he bucks his hips to test it. It's the sound of his name on the other's tongue, along with the cursed out sound of pleasure, that has him open his eyes again, red and desperate as they peer up into Alhaitham's face. ]
Nngh, you feel good too—
[ With the other pressed fully into him, Alhaitham pauses except for a shallow grind, and Kaveh knows why it is, knows that he's trying to allow the older man time to adjust. Kaveh responds by reaching up again, tugging the younger down into a fierce, desperate kiss. ]
I'm fine.
[ It's a whisper against his mouth, reassurance and need both. ]
[ Kaveh sends back a quick text to agree, and then heads out in the direction of the bazaar. Really, he almost feels guilty— there's no need for Faruzan to feel like she should buy something for him, really— but it will be nice to see his senior anyway, regardless of her intent.
As he approaches the entrance, he offers a smile and a wave, switching to a jog so he can join her more easily. ]
[ Kaveh has never looked as gorgeous as he does underneath Alhaitham right now, fucked out and desperate. Alhaitham takes a moment to just memorize the sight, knowing that he'll never get tired of this going forward. Then Kaveh is pulling him down into a kiss and he kisses him back, eager and urgent and needy. One hand goes to slides into Kaveh's hair, clutching the strands in between his fingers while the other settles on his hip, holding him steady.
Please, just fuck me, Kaveh says and Alhaitham shudders. He groans. He needs more. He kisses Kaveh some more, sloppy and desperate as his hips pull back just a bit and then he thrusts forward, hitting Kaveh hard with his hips. Another hard thrust forward, over and over, his hand sliding from Kaveh's hip along the underside of his thigh to lift his leg up and get him to wrap his legs around Alhaitham's waist. It's after that that he braces his hand on the sheets underneath Kaveh and continues to fuck him, hard and fast.
It's a messy thing, almost uncoordinated in their desperation. Alhaitham keeps moving inside of Kaveh, insistent and needy, and he keeps his mouth against Kaveh's. Eventually, he can barely concentrate on the kissing as much as he can the tight heat enveloping his cock and instead just pants heavily against Kaveh's mouth, fucking him in earnest. Alhaitham has a big cock, thick and long and he knows how to use it. He shows that now in the way he fucks Kaveh, the deep thrusts and the following grinds before he shifts his angle to find Kaveh's prostate.
It's only once he does that he'll focus on that bundle of nerves, eager to make Kaveh lose himself completely on his cock. ]
[ He smiles, and at her urging, slows down. If she says there's no need to rush, then he won't rush— even if he still feels bad about keeping her waiting.
And in response to her statement, he looks flattered— and a little more troubled all over again. ]
Ah, Madame Faruzan... you really don't have to go to any special effort. I mean it.
[ Kaveh's reasonably sure he's about to be ruined for anyone else— and when Alhaitham starts to move, he knows it's true. A sharp whine escapes him into what at the time is still a kiss, and his legs coil easily around the other's waist, locking down against him immediately to tug, pulling them together and nudging the other as deep as possible even as he fucks him open so hard and fast.
It's messy, but he doesn't need it to be anything else. There's time later to take it slow and sweet and romantic, time once they've worn each other out of the desperation and need felt for years and years, chased away the lingering resentment of loneliness and yearning. Let it be rough, let it be fast, and later Kaveh will show love, will crawl atop him with slow kisses and soft touches.
The thought leaves as soon as it comes to mind, ushered abruptly away by the shift in Alhaitham's angle, the way he fucks that big cock of his right into Kaveh's prostate. The blonde nearly whites out for a moment, eyes rolling back in his head as he cries out— so loud, too loud. A whimper of embarrassment follows the sound; swallowed though it is by the proximity of Alhaitham's mouth to his, it's not enough.
But does that really matter? He can barely think straight anyway, thoughts scattering this way and that as the younger man continues to pound into him, every movement sending sparks of pleasure burning hot through his veins. He's not going to last long, body clenching and tightening on the other's cock as he tries to stave off his quickly-approaching orgasm, not wanting it to be over quite so soon even though he knows that they have as long as they want after this. Between them, his own hard cock jerks with each thrust, hot and flushed, leaking precum on his abdomen. ]
H-Haitham, I.. it's too much, I won't last—
[ Gods, does he want him to stop, to prolong it? Or to keep going, to push him over the edge screaming the whole way? He can't decide. He wants all of it. ]
[ Kaveh can't help but laugh at that, offering her a slight shake of his head. ]
It's not that. I just... really don't expect you to go to any special effort, that's all.
[ He enjoys her company, but truth be told, they don't know each other that well— it would be weird to expect too much of her, given that circumstance. ]
You'll be surprised at how much I can do! Even though I'm well over a hundred years old, I like to think I can keep up with 'the effort' of you youngsters!
[All the while pointing to a pair of headphones nearby.]
Especially when I know those are rather popular these days.
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