[ He watches in tender silence as Alhaitham's expression freezes on his face, as he works through his thoughts for a moment or two longer before he actually succeeds in stopping himself— the tension leaves him in the same moment, and Kaveh finds himself smiling as the scribe's head tilts to press a soft kiss against his wrist.
Then Alhaitham lowers himself further, pressing them into a tight embrace, his mouth hard and warm against Kaveh's as he tangles them impossibly closer, their arousals pinned between the both of their bodies. The slight roll of the other's hips brings a sharp moan to Kaveh's lips, and he answers in kind, his breath ragged on his tongue as he tilts his head back from their kiss to blink slowly at the other man.
He wants the other man so much, wants him inside so badly he's practically aching for it. At any other time, he might whine, but with the way Alhaitham is pressed into him, he can't bring himself to complain— Instead, he shakes his head with a small smile.
They have time. ]
Me neither. [ It's half-whispered, his head tilting to seek Alhaitham's lips with his own once more, mumbling the last of the words between the press of their mouths. ] It's okay to let go.
[ And he lets his hips roll again, not just once this time but over and over, finding a quick rhythm that makes him gasp and moan for each long stroke of his cock against Alhaitham's. ]
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Then Alhaitham lowers himself further, pressing them into a tight embrace, his mouth hard and warm against Kaveh's as he tangles them impossibly closer, their arousals pinned between the both of their bodies. The slight roll of the other's hips brings a sharp moan to Kaveh's lips, and he answers in kind, his breath ragged on his tongue as he tilts his head back from their kiss to blink slowly at the other man.
He wants the other man so much, wants him inside so badly he's practically aching for it. At any other time, he might whine, but with the way Alhaitham is pressed into him, he can't bring himself to complain— Instead, he shakes his head with a small smile.
They have time. ]
Me neither. [ It's half-whispered, his head tilting to seek Alhaitham's lips with his own once more, mumbling the last of the words between the press of their mouths. ] It's okay to let go.
[ And he lets his hips roll again, not just once this time but over and over, finding a quick rhythm that makes him gasp and moan for each long stroke of his cock against Alhaitham's. ]