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[Alhaitham merely snorts, cups the back of Kaveh's knee with his palm to soothe instead. He groans slightly at the nip, nudging his head away from it to try and defend himself without much movement.] Oh? Is it bad that I just want to know what makes you laugh?

Not tickling.

[ He shoots that comment back immediately, a pout on his lips as he pokes a sharp finger into Alhaitham's chest. ]

Tell me a joke or something. [ A pause. ] ...But not the sort of joke Cyno would tell.

[He thinks about it, there's no joke on the top of his mind, but Alhaitham tilts his head.] Do you want to learn if I'm ticklish?

[ His head tilts. Does he want to find out if Alhaitham is ticklish?

Of course he does. But also... ]

Mm. A little.

[ His hand skims up the other's side, resting at the crux for a moment before curling into his underarm, a teasing, testing brush of his fingers. ]

[And he feels nothing, nothing, until a specific spot near his underarm, not so much the underarm itself, is brushed very slightly by Kaveh's wrist. He jolts, subtly so, his eyebrows arching and his lip twitch.]

Oh. I hadn't realized it was there. [It's just as fascinating to him, apparently.]

[ Kaveh's silent for a moment, and then he laughs, another brush of those fingers against the same place as he presses another kiss into Alhaitham's mouth. ]

You're cute when you twitch like that.

[ His free hand comes to the other's cheek, pulling him in close, kissing him a little more firmly. ]

I want you, Haitham.

[Another jolt, and it makes their teeth clack against each other, but Alhaitham still snorts gently, disbelief in his eyes even as he kisses Kaveh once, and then it melting in favor of the pull of his lips, the want in his words. He can't really be apart of the former to create the latter, even as he replies and kisses again and again, strokes the length of his spine.] Already? Is my Senior being impatient?

[ He huffs against the other's lips even as he's kissed again, the tangle of his legs hooking a little tighter, and the roll of his hips is deliberate, even as it makes his breath stutter into his frustrated rejoinder. ]

Yes, already! Of course I'm impatient...!! Have you seen how good you look right now?

[ Another slow, careful rock of his hips; his sensitivity has relented somewhat, the sharp pricks of pain more of an absent sparkle that are eclipsed all too easily by the pleasure of the sensation. ]

Mm. Don't you want it too?

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[He rolls them, but not without groaning at first, not without clutching at Kaveh's hip and keeping him close and tight against him.] I can't look at myself, Kaveh, I don't have a mirror.

[And he'd look at his roommate with a smug smile, teasing, riling him up in that way that delights him each time, if not for the way he kisses him, strokes up his side, even if he hisses and shivers from how sensitive he still is, but wanting to spark those reactions on Kaveh's body just the same.] Of course, I do. [He whispers as he pecks him softly on the lips.] Do you know how long I've waited?

[ Kaveh makes a big show of huffing and rolling his eyes, but the smile on his lips is genuine, and he starts to roll his hips again, although it's an action cut quickly short when the other man keeps talking, a slow blink of the blonde's eyes as he tilts his head.

Damnit— He wants to keep pushing them further, but he also—

One hand comes back up to Alhaitham's cheek, brushing along the skin. ]

How long? [ His voice is a whisper. ] Tell me.

[It would figure, that Kaveh's curiosity would perk up at something measurable to the extent of Alhaitham's feelings. He's not entirely sure if it's something that relevant if he were truly asked. So much of that time was exponentially more intense than the rest, when longing gnawed at his insides alongside Kaveh's own guilt. He shakes his head, a hint of a smile to his lips, before he leans into his ear, pressing a small kiss there.]

Each kiss is a year, [he whispers, before pressing another to the spot below his earlobe, then the hinge of his jaw, cheek, chin, and another cheek, before he slots onto his lips again. Each a slow, soft kiss as he holds on to Kaveh's hips, shifting his own so he aligns closer, pressing a bit harder still. At a certain point, the years are lost, and he's starting to count towards ahead instead.]

[ Each kiss is a year, Alhaitham says, and so of course Kaveh starts counting: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven— and then yet more soft kisses against his lips, hips shifting and pressing into his own in a way that makes him groan, until it quickly stops making sense, until there are more kisses than there are years between them,

and for a moment Kaveh is confused, but he gets it, and his eyes fill with tears even as he tries to huff in fake irritation, even as he shoves a hand at Alhaitham's chest. ]

I was asking seriously, Alhaitham—

[ But he doesn't ask again; instead he hooks his leg around the other man's a little more firmly, rolling his hips with a soft moan. ]

I am answering seriously. [He takes hold of that hand on his chest, presses kisses to it, continuing to lose count of the years he'd been longing for him, that he's wished Kaveh to be in his arms like this. He leans in and brushes his lips against the corners of his eyes, worshipping each long eyelash as he goes along, and then reaches for the oil again, coating his fingers again and tracing the rim of his entrance again.]

I've been like this since you showed me the arcs of Razan. [He confesses as he slips two fingers slowly in.]

[ Kaveh's head tilts, confusion on his face for a moment as he processes the words and recognizes the feeling of a gentle touch tracing against his rim— and then, he forgets to process them further for a moment as the other man presses both fingers into him, fingers scrabbling and pressing into Alhaitham's shoulders, a hiss of pleasure on his breath. ]

F-fuck.

[ His eyes flutter, and he whimpers a soft sound as he tugs the other's mouth back to his, pressing firm but sweet kisses into his lips. ]

So soon? Alhaitham, that— We barely—

[ He's torn between rocking his hips down into the younger's fingers and starting to cry from how overwhelming it all is. ]

[He's not sure if he's right to claim that time was against them or not. He had, after all, been so quickly smitten by his senior that he wouldn't even dare approach it for how sincerely illogical it had been. Adding the layers of the years, their hopes, their shattered dreams, their tears and angry yells that lodged themselves in their throats instead of shouted out into the firmament, and Alhaitham found himself carrying his feelings like one would carry a lucky charm in their back pocket.

He smiles, and presses soft kisses on Kaveh's cheeks. Moves his fingers slowly and curls them to find that spot again.] I mean it.

[ Kaveh gasps out a soft whine into the space between them, his face dropping to the other man's shoulder after a beat or two, hips arching and writhing against the sudden intensity of the touch. They've only just begun again and he feels like he's pulled taut like a string, ready to lose himself to the pleasure at a moment's notice, something certainly not helped by the tender, gentle way Alhaitham tells him that his words are the truth.

He pivots his face to the side, giving him access to the bruised skin of the other's throat, pressing his lips to it again in soft, quick kisses. ]

Smarter than me even in this, [ he whispers, breath hitching. ] It took me... mm, a little longer.

[He feels Kaveh tighten just an increment around his fingers and he stills, Alhaitham's eyebrows raising as he takes everything in. The flare in his chest still beats its wings like a bird wanting out of the cage of his ribs, and the Scribe wonders if Kaveh can feel it in his own, in the trembling of his breath.] To figure it out? [His eyes narrow slightly, lips quirking.

He rolls them again so Kaveh can take things at his own pace instead.] I know.

[ Kaveh practically breathes a sigh of relief as Alhaitham rolls them over. He doesn't realize that the other has noticed how suddenly at risk he was of an abrupt orgasm, but the control given to him is something for which to be grateful.

Or at least, it will be when he's done pouting down at the other man, brows creased and showing off his sudden displeasure. ]

You knew? [ Archons, how obvious was he— Come to think of it, Alhaitham knew the full of his feelings earlier, too, so... ]

How long have you known my feelings? [ he mumbles, allowing his hips to rock down against the other's fingers at a pace much gentler and slower than before. ]

Does it matter?

[He reaches up to pinch at that cheek that looks particularly soft when Kaveh sulks like that, stroking it after and tugging him down by curling his fingers on the back of his neck to kiss him sweetly. Alhaitham's green gaze is softened by the sight of Kaveh on top of him, slowly moving into fingers that remain still, his prick already touching his behind at attention.]

I'll tell you later, alright?

Of course it matters—

[ But he knows from that soft look on Alhaitham's face that he's not going to get an answer, at least not right now. And it's very easy to get distracted by the feeling of the other pressing attentively against the rounds of his ass. ]

Mm. After this. Promise me.

[ But his hips move down a little more insistently against those fingers, and there's a moan on his lips at the way the other's arousal slides along the cleft of his cheeks, simulating the act to come. ]

Want you. [ He mumbles it, pressing his mouth down into Alhaitham's once more. ]

[Eyes that smile tenderly in a way that could almost be mistaken as endearingly annoying, Alhaitham's mouth parts at the sight of Kaveh riding his fingers, letting out the sweetest sounds, taking in how his knees move, his thighs tense, streaming up to his hips and coiling around the motion of his waist. How utterly enticing, to see him rolling into the sparks of his pleasure and reacting to them so freely. It makes him want to keep him there, forever, frustrated and reaching all the same.]

So demanding… [He complains upon the architect's insistence, weak in its incisiveness and molten in its fondness.]

I could keep you here forever. [He whispers against Kaveh's mouth before he kisses him again, rolling his own body to give him a preview of what could happen.]

So keep me here. [ His voice is sweet, the words ragged at the end as he whines and rolls his hips down, overwhelmed in all the most delightful ways by the heat running molten through his veins. ] There's nowhere else I wanna be.

[ Of course, in practice, it would probably last for a day tops before Kaveh started to complain, to remind Alhaitham of all the projects he has due and how much time he's already lost. But in theory, the idea of being wrapped up with him forever is wonderful.

He rocks his hips again, mouthing at the line of the other's jaw, breath short and quick against the skin. From the way he's seated atop the other, it's difficult to reach properly between them to do what he wants to do, and so he rubs his hips down against the other man's again. ]

I'm ready, Alhaitham. Please.

[That's a lie.

He wants to say that, wants to laugh, bury his mouth on Kaveh's ear and press his smiling and taunting cheek to his so he can feel it before he even says so. He knows Kaveh would complain, berate him, claim Alhaitham has no respect for seniority, and the image of it is just as tempting as it is to do what he's telling him. To show him that Kaveh may be losing time on his work, but that they're making up for the time they didn't have together.

He kisses, nips at his ear instead, knowing there will be a time when he can throw this back to him when he least expects him, reveling in the satisfaction of his body against him and groaning a low rumble as he skims his hands down his back, curling his fingers around the round of his behind to just have him grind a bit more, just for the sake of it.

He reaches between them to guide the tip of him into Kaveh's entrance. The thrum of expectation is too strong to ignore, and he suspects he'll easily grow addicted to it if he keeps the teasing going for too long.] It's all you. Easy, alright?

[ Kaveh does not take it easy. The moment he feels Alhaitham breach his rim, the moment the other reminds him it's on him to control the pace, he takes a breath and seats himself in the other's lap, taking him to the hilt in a way that makes him gasp, pressing his face wordlessly into his junior's shoulder as he breathes through the sudden sensation. It's a lot— it's too much— and so for a long moment he doesn't move;

when he does eventually it's still only to tilt his head up, press his lips into Alhaitham's, soft and tender as he whimpers into his mouth. ]

S-Sorry, just need a moment.

[ A purse of his lips in another soft kiss, and his hands brace against the other's chest as he chuckles at his own expense. ]

I know you said slow. But I— I know you know this, but I've wanted this a really long time, I...

[ Unsure he can construct a proper sentence anyway, Kaveh just shakes his head and starts to move. Slowly, carefully, his hips lift almost to the point of unsheathing Alhaitham from him, and then lower again, lower until he's deep and Kaveh groans. ]

[Of course. Of course he would—

And here's a non-pious man praying to Lesser Lord Kusanali, reciting articles in his mind that he completely disagree and projects he had disapproved to keep his mind off the unrelenting heat and tightness and just Kaveh wrapped around him to the base of his cock, his hands tight like a vice around his thighs enough to leave a bruise.

He can barely hold it together, his lips are on him and he shivers, and Alhaitham is having trouble processing the words and then he's moving and there's frictionfrictionfriction—

Alhaitham takes a deep breath, wraps his arms tight around the vixen on top of him. Holds Kaveh steady.] No, I need a moment.

[Voice raw, tight. He rests his forehead against Kaveh's shoulder.] I said slow because of me, too. Don't underestimate yourself.

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