[ He smiles his content when Alhaitham praises him, although he's distracted quickly by the additional finger, the tongue that presses into his mouth only enhancing what he feels. He groans and whimpers into the other's mouth, body tremblingโ it's all he can do not to grab himself, stroke himself to the completion he's starting to feel building at the base of his cock.
He doesn't want that, he wants Alhaitham, not just his fingers but himโ
(And Kaveh's not even thinking about the nomenclature, because like this he's taken away from the need to think and dwell and wonder. That will come later, when he has time to think back on all this and ask himself what it means.) ]
Ease up a bit, Haitham, Iโ I'm getting kinda close.
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He doesn't want that, he wants Alhaitham, not just his fingers but himโ
(And Kaveh's not even thinking about the nomenclature, because like this he's taken away from the need to think and dwell and wonder. That will come later, when he has time to think back on all this and ask himself what it means.) ]
Ease up a bit, Haitham, Iโ I'm getting kinda close.