[ 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.
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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.
Maybe. ]