[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 palm—a libation for a tool of his trade—and 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?
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He moves his head to place a kiss on the architect's palm—a libation for a tool of his trade—and 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?