[ For having said earlier that Alhaitham should throw something at him if he's ever as noisy and Tighnari and Cyno have been tonight, the litany of sounds from Kaveh's lips is a lot, especially when the scribe digs fingers into his spine, pulls him closer in a way that leaves his head spinning, has his back arching to bring them closer despite their chests practically being flush already.
And, sure, there's discomfort from how he's seatedβ maybe even concern, because he can feel the heat starting to pool between his legs, feel the beginnings of arousal awakening into hardness, and they're close enough that Alhaitham will feelβ but he's hardly paying attention to any of it, focused as he is on enjoying sensations he's dreamed of feeling for so long now. But when those words are spoken, his eyes flicker open, and he pulls back from the tongue licking between his lips, the smile curving his own. ]
My bed's right there, [ he murmurs, fingers tracing down over the side of Alhaitham's face, ] if you want it. [ A pause, and then: ] We don't have to do anything, butβ
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And, sure, there's discomfort from how he's seatedβ maybe even concern, because he can feel the heat starting to pool between his legs, feel the beginnings of arousal awakening into hardness, and they're close enough that Alhaitham will feelβ but he's hardly paying attention to any of it, focused as he is on enjoying sensations he's dreamed of feeling for so long now. But when those words are spoken, his eyes flicker open, and he pulls back from the tongue licking between his lips, the smile curving his own. ]
My bed's right there, [ he murmurs, fingers tracing down over the side of Alhaitham's face, ] if you want it. [ A pause, and then: ] We don't have to do anything, butβ