[Alhaitham tilts his head into the touch on his face, his eyes fixed on the rosier shade of Kaveh's lips when they're kiss-bruised, and notices how it appears different from how wine stains them with something darker.
He gets up with a groan, scooping Kaveh's thighs with his arms, and sets him on the bed. He does, however, slump over the man's chest, his head spinning with the effort. He may, however, nuzzle the skin along the sternum as he does, trying to get over that slight oversight on his part.]
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He gets up with a groan, scooping Kaveh's thighs with his arms, and sets him on the bed. He does, however, slump over the man's chest, his head spinning with the effort. He may, however, nuzzle the skin along the sternum as he does, trying to get over that slight oversight on his part.]