[ His sigh is one of content as their lips touch, a tenderly sweet kiss that lingers between them as Alhaitham's knuckles brush against his cheek, as Kaveh's fingers reach up to catch that hand in his. Despite the fact that just a moment ago, he was whining and rutting in desperation, that his erection is still straining flushed and aching against his stomach, he's not thinking about how much he needs right nowβ his mind is focused on the sudden softness about the other man.
And where anyone else at all might be confused by the sudden change, Kaveh just smiles. ]
I love you too, [ he murmurs, another sweetly soft kiss against Alhaitham's mouth, a squeeze of his fingers around the other's hand. Unlike the scribe, the architect needs the words, needs to have them in the space between their lips, sweet with promise. ] I'm sorry it took me so long to say it.
[ He sighs again, offering a brush of his tongue over Alhaitham's lower lip, a pleased hum on his own. ]
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And where anyone else at all might be confused by the sudden change, Kaveh just smiles. ]
I love you too, [ he murmurs, another sweetly soft kiss against Alhaitham's mouth, a squeeze of his fingers around the other's hand. Unlike the scribe, the architect needs the words, needs to have them in the space between their lips, sweet with promise. ] I'm sorry it took me so long to say it.
[ He sighs again, offering a brush of his tongue over Alhaitham's lower lip, a pleased hum on his own. ]