[ Alhaitham is so painfully stoic sometimes but he can't hide the beating of his heart, the way kissing Kaveh makes his body come alive with want and desire. He wants to sink into it and as he feels Kaveh's tongue slide across his lips, it's easy for him to open his mouth and give him access.
Then, all that they can do is taste each other and Alhaitham kisses even harder, clutches Kaveh even tighter. They're flush against each other now but Alhaitham feels the same urge that Kaveh feels, the need to be so close that there's nothing between them at all. It makes him ache, fingers curling against Kaveh, gripping him tighter.
He wonders briefly what Kaveh wants. Does he want to have sex? The idea makes a hot heat twist in Alhaitham's gut but he doesn't want to pressure Kaveh into anything. This is all still new to them both and kissing is... honestly, good enough for Alhaitham. As long as he has Kaveh in his arms, he's happy. ]
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Then, all that they can do is taste each other and Alhaitham kisses even harder, clutches Kaveh even tighter. They're flush against each other now but Alhaitham feels the same urge that Kaveh feels, the need to be so close that there's nothing between them at all. It makes him ache, fingers curling against Kaveh, gripping him tighter.
He wonders briefly what Kaveh wants. Does he want to have sex? The idea makes a hot heat twist in Alhaitham's gut but he doesn't want to pressure Kaveh into anything. This is all still new to them both and kissing is... honestly, good enough for Alhaitham. As long as he has Kaveh in his arms, he's happy. ]