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[ Kaveh sighs his content as they settle a little, curling up against Alhaitham with his eyes closed. They're somewhat messy, and knowing the other as he does he's sure he likely won't want to sleep in the mess they've just made, but... for just a few moments he wants to relax, to enjoy that they've waited for too long to create between them.

Too long, he thinks, just as Alhaitham assures him that he would wait longer...

Oh. Somewhere along the line, he got so lucky...

He pulls back just enough that he can look up at him, serious but also fond, a smile on his lips despite it being clear that he means each and every word he says. ]

After tonight, I know you would. I...

[ And he laughs, shaking his head, suddenly feeling a little shy. ]

Ah, I just. I'm happy. I don't even know what to say.

[ A first, perhaps. One by which he imagines Alhaitham will be particularly pleased. (Whether the happiness or the speechlessness, who knows?) ]

[ Alhaitham's face cracks a little at that, a smile sliding across it, warm and sweet as he watches Kaveh turn shy and flustered. At the same time, the realization continues to sink in for him that... Kaveh, belongs to him now. That they're together. That his ache for the other man wasn't in vain. So, maybe his smile turns a bit brighter at that. ]

You don't have to say anything, you know. Words aren't always necessary.

[ Especially from Kaveh who just talks and talks and talks sometimes. But Alhaitham is teasing too, he doesn't mean he doesn't want to hear Kaveh and his feelings right now. He just wants him to keep feeling happy, speechless or not. As long as he's happy, Alhaitham is too.

Quietly, he's starting to feel exhaustion creep into his bones which is so disappointing because he'd really like to fuck Kaveh again. But they've been going at it for a while and he's soft now, even if he's still tucked inside of Kaveh's hole. It's warm inside of Kaveh, feels good and nice and slick, and Alhaitham really would like to stay inside but...

They need to get clean. And maybe go to sleep. What is nice though is that he realizes he gets to go to sleep with Kaveh tonight. That's... that's really good. ]

[ He doesn't have to say anything, Alhaitham says, and for a moment he's staggered—if only because he does tend to say a lot, and in this moment in particular he feels the need to just talk and talk his feelings out, to tell the other over and over those things he missed telling him for so long.

Perhaps it would be easier if exhaustion weren't starting to set in. (Unsurprisingly. It's late, and they fought before this, and...)

Then again, maybe it wouldn't be easier. Maybe Alhaitham is right, and some moments don't need words. The thought makes Kaveh look up at him, a soft smile on his lips as he leans forward, pressing his mouth to the other's in a soft, tender kiss. None of the desperation of hurry of before. Just love, and all the affection he's been hiding for so long.

He doesn't pull away until he needs to breathe, and even then it's with a soft sigh. ]

We should clean up.

[ If he sounds reluctant, it's because he is. ]

[ The kiss is received warmly and happily. Alhaitham lifts a hand to slide through Kaveh's hair, caressing the back of his head as they kiss. He pours his own feelings into it, knowing that this is better for him because sweet words and sentiment isn't exactly his forte. But being able to just give Kaveh is affection regardless, that works for him. So, he just kisses back until they're both breathless and sated.

Kaveh says they need to clean up and they do, it's true, but ugh... he really does want to just stay like this. He'll kiss Kaveh again, one more time, sweet and tender, before he pulls away and murmurs against his mouth. ]

I'd ask you to shower with me, but I'm fairly certain I'll end up fucking you again if we do.

[ Just to be transparent. ]

... Not that I'd be opposed.

[ But he will pull back then, shifting to sit on his knees as he pulls back and back and then even grasps the base of his cock to pull out of Kaveh. A flush of semen will spill from him afterwards and Alhaitham watches, a hunger in his eyes he can't hide. Even his cock twitches a little in turn. But no, he has to keep himself in check. They need to sleep. ]

[ Kaveh really is tired. In fact, as they lie there and kiss one another so lazily, even as he pulls back to say with such reluctance that they should clean up, every last inch of him feels like it could fall asleep at any given moment.

But then, Alhaitham admits that he'd fuck him again if they were to shower together, and looks at him with a hunger that Kaveh almost doesn't recognize in him as he pulls free and watches his own semen spill. It sends a visible shudder of pleasure through the blonde, making him bite his lower lip as he considers the other man in silence for just a moment. ]

...At least if we're in the shower, cleaning up from a round two would be quicker...

[ A hint of a smile tugs at the corners of his lips. Is he being irresponsible? Sure. But it's nowhere near as irresponsible as he's been, hiding his feelings for so long, so...

He reaches out, fingers skimming over Alhaitham's chest, up to his shoulder, his neck, cupping his cheek. Only then does he lean forward to kiss him again, still chaste, but hinting at the desire he's feeling, a hot breath against the other's mouth as he withdraws. ]

What do you think?

[ Alhaitham glances up from Kaveh's hole when he sees Kaveh reach out, feels the fingers that skim over his chest and cup his cheek. He'll lean into the touch instinctively, constantly wanting affection from his senior in a way he will never ask for. But he wants it.

And Kaveh says that, suggests that clean up would be easier and Alhaitham can't help the twist in his gut at how much he wants Kaveh in return. Please, please, please. Of course he wants that.

So, he'll nod, expressionless face hiding his desperation and will reach forward to slide a hand over Kaveh's thigh, settling at his hip as he leans in to press another kiss to his lips, closing that small distance between them. He kisses Kaveh, a little heavier this time before pulling back and murmuring. ]

We should move to the shower.

Mm, I was so hoping you'd say that.

[ It's an admission made on a low, playful chuckle as Kaveh pulls back, eyes bright with an anticipation he can't hide—nor does he want to hide it, now that his feelings are so well known. So he smiles, and stands from the bed, holding one of Alhaitham's hands in his to draw him out of the room and into the hallway. ]

Shower, and then... can we sleep in your room, tonight? Then I won't need to clean up until the morning.

[ Laziness? Perhaps, but really Kaveh just doesn't want to be apart from Alhaitham for too long, even if that means his work in the morning will be harder.

In the bathroom doorway, he turns back to him with a smile, drawing him close to kiss him once more with a sigh. ]

What do you think?

[ Alhaitham will easily let himself be led as Kaveh leads him. Off the bed, into the hallway, he keeps hold of Kaveh's hand and watches him with an expression bordering on smitten (at least, for Alhaitham). He doesn't have to hide his emotions anymore, does he? And this late, after doing so much, he doesn't bother to.

When Kaveh draws him in for another kiss, he will give him such a kiss. Slow and loving, he places his free hand on Kaveh's hip and crowds into his space as they kiss. He's barely concentrating on Kaveh's request, just wanting to kiss the other man instead.

But he'll pull back eventually, nodding his head. ]

Sounds good to me. We can wash both sets of sheets in the morning when we're out of bed.

[ "Both sets of sheets"...? Oh, of course, because Alhaitham has every intention of fucking Kaveh again when they wake up. ]

[ His smile broadens into their kiss, hands lifting to brace against the other's chest and then lifting further, coiling around his shoulders to hold him close, a shudder of pleasure racing down his spine at the way Alhaitham crowds into his space. It's enough that he catches a whine starting on his own lips as the other pulls away.

His complaint, though, is halted in Alhaitham's answer, in the tilt of his head as confusion writes itself onto his expression. ]

Both sets of sheets—?

[ The confusion doesn't last for long, nor does he need Alhaitham to explain. The other's meaning is clear in almost the time it takes him to question it, and heat floods his cheeks as he bites his lower lip, coy. ]

Oh, you're wicked.

[ But there's no complaint in his voice. Instead, he smiles, pulling Alhaitham into the bathroom before reaching to turn the faucet. ]

[ It's already hard to resist Kaveh despite the fact they've only just finished having sex. He feels an itch to take the man again, to shower him in affection. It's likely because he's wanted to for so long and now that the dam has burst, it's hard to concentrate beyond his deep desire to have Kaveh.

So, he lets Kaveh pull him into the bathroom and is grateful they didn't get dressed again because right now, he's going to crowd Kaveh up from behind him, his hands on either side of his hips as he drags his cock against the crevice of Kaveh's ass, rocking his hips against him and pressing kisses along his shoulders. Alhaitham's already getting hard again and the only reason he hasn't fully pounced is to let Kaveh finish setting up the shower — even with his distractions. ]

... Mm, it's going to be hard to keep my hands off of you, you know.

[ He can't believe only a few hours ago he was still sitting in his miserable lot of pining after his senior. What ridiculous bullshit that was, when he could've been having this the whole time. Why didn't they admit their feelings to each other sooner? It's almost annoying. ]

Oh—

[ Kaveh's voice catches when Alhaitham suddenly crowds him up against the ceramic, a breathless laugh on his lips as kisses press against his skin, as the man's already-hardening cock drags against his ass. His lips are parting to tease the other lightly when Alhaitham makes the comment himself, tells Kaveh it's going to be hard to keep his hands off him, and the older man hums. ]

At least give me a moment to set up the shower, [ he admonishes, though his voice is far from serious. Distracted, he gives all but a cursory fiddle with the taps to get the water going at a decent enough temperature—it probably won't be perfect, but realistically he's not sure he's going to be paying that much attention. ]

...There. I'm all yours.

[ And he turns, leaning back against the wall and winding his arms around the other's waist to tug him closer, pressing a slow kiss to his mouth. ]

[ He really should calm down, he thinks. Calm down and be better behaved and not take ruthless advantage of Kaveh like this. It's definitely something he should consider if he's going to keep doing this to Kaveh but Alhaitham... he isn't really one to feel too bad about his actions. Not when they get such positive results like this.

Maybe Kaveh will complain later, when Alhaitham's enthusiasm gets too much for him. But for tonight? It seems he likes it just as much as Alhaitham does.

So, Alhaitham loops his arms around Kaveh's waist when Kaveh turns to face him, and drags him in close — chest to chest, hips to hips — so he can kiss him under the spray of water. It's warm, not as hot as he would like, but he doesn't care when he has Kaveh in his arms and they're about to make more of a mess anyway.

Alhaitham makes a noise into Kaveh's mouth, eager and hungry and then he presses in harder. Urgent. Wanting. One of his hands slides down to cup one of Kaveh's ass cheeks in his palm while he pushes him back, crowding him up against the wall and kissing him absolutely stupid. Tongue and teeth and urgency press into his mouth before he breaks off, lips tinted red with their fervor. ]

Kaveh... do you want me to take you from the front or from behind?

[ Kaveh is hardly going to complain—not seriously, anyway—about Alhaitham's abandon, not when it's something he's craved for so long. To the contrary, he's quick to answer it in kind, arms locking around the other's waist even as Alhaitham drags them close together, bodies flush against one another as their mouths meet once more. The noise the younger makes sends a delighted shiver through him, has him answering in kind. ]

Mm, Haitham—

[ He's mumbling his content against the other's mouth when Alhaitham breaks from the kiss, Kaveh's breath whooshing in quick little gasps over his lips as he moves to chase him for a moment—and then pauses, processing the question.

He bites his lower lip, kiss-swollen and red-tinted as it is. ]

I want to see your face, [ he murmurs. It's silly, and selfish, but he's still relishing this in all its newness, eager and excited for every little thing. But at the same time... ] But... won't it be a little hard for you? To take me from the front, in here?

[ Alhaitham won't quite admit it but he wants to see Kaveh's face as well. Just watching it contort in pleasure, his desperate gasps, his needy cries, all of it goes straight to Alhaitham's dick and even now just thinking about it has him half-hard from anticipation. Emerald eyes drop down from Kaveh's own to his lips, watching him bite them and that also makes his gut clench just a bit.

He leans in, bumps their noses together, steals another quick kiss as he presses his mouth firmly to Kaveh's. When he pulls away, he's breathing against him and murmuring in the quiet between them. ]

I'll hold you. I won't drop you.

[ Alhaitham's strength is miraculous like that, even under the spray of water, he knows he can keep Kaveh up with his legs wrapped around him as he fucks him from the front. It'll be a little dangerous and he knows he should insist to take him from behind instead but, well, he doesn't want to.

Selfish, he's being selfish. ]

Come here —

[ And then he's sinking in to kiss Kaveh again, to smother him in his affection and unbridled lust. ]

[ He should insist that Alhaitham take him from behind. He knows that the other is strong, but he also knows that they're in a shower, that the floor is slippery, that letting Alhaitham take him from the front will be dangerous.

But... Well, maybe it makes him stupid, or selfish, but Kaveh thinks he's willing to risk the chance of injury. The thought of Alhaitham holding him up, looking into his eyes as he fucks him... Kaveh can feel his cock twitch in answer to the idea.

(Yeah. Stupid and selfish, maybe.) ]

Okay. I trust you.

[ It's breathed out as Alhaitham urges Kaveh to come back to him, and his arms go back around the younger's shoulders, anchoring them together, holding him close—a tight hold, enough that when the other lifts him up, he'll be able to hold steady. And when Alhaitham kisses him, he answers in kind, teasing with a slow roll of his hips against the other's. ]

[ Agh, this is indulgent as hell and perfect. It's all Alhaitham wants, to have his senior like this, to have their bodies move together and their emotions feel hot and potent. He kisses Kaveh with his back against the shower wall, tongues sliding against each other and growing harder by the moment.

Okay. I trust you. Kaveh says it and Alhaitham knows he won't drop Kaveh. He won't. He's going to fuck him, hard and fast and deep, and he's going to make sure they're all wound together and unable to be parted. His hands drop down then, clutching Kaveh's thighs and giving him a quick hoist upwards so he can wrap his legs around his hips as they kiss. Yeah, that feels good.

And then it's just a matter of him grinding his cock against Kaveh's ass, cock curled upwards and sliding through the space between Kaveh's cheeks, tip of his cock catching on his hole as he gets more and more wound up. He hasn't stopped kissing Kaveh either, groaning softly into his mouth and desperately needing more from him. ]

[ Once he's lifted, there's zero hesitation; Kaveh's legs wrap tight around Alhaitham's hips, arms tighter around his shoulders, his tongue brushing up against the younger's, moaning into his lips as Alhaitham starts to shift his cock against him. Like this, it's not long at all before the younger's arousal catches against his rim, and Kaveh nips at his lower lip, shifting his own hips to try and press down on him. ]

Mm. Fuck, Haitham... you're so strong, [ he mumbles against Alhaitham's mouth, hips shifting, rolling down against him, eager and wanton. ] I've always wondered what it would be like..

[ It's the truth, too. More than once he's fucked his own hand to the thought of Alhaitham pinning him against one wall or another. Until tonight, he'd thought it would be something he could never, ever admit.

But things have changed, now. He has the man he's wanted for so long—he can scarcely believe it, even as he murmurs words of affection against his mouth, shifts his hips down eagerly against him. ]

[ It's Kaveh's words that has Alhaitham going a little wild in response. He's... always wondered what it would be like? For Alhaitham to pick him up like this, to fuck him, to take him? There's a groan from Alhaitham then and he's very grateful that Kaveh is still more than lubed up enough because right after, Alhaitham is going to angle his cock and quickly snap his hips forward to bury himself inside of Kaveh.

There's very little foreplay here, because he's hard and Kaveh's words keep ringing through his head. He's always wondered, he's always wondered, he's always wondered... It's just so surreal to think about and has Alhaitham horny beyond belief. Soon, his hips are pulling back and snapping forward, over and over, as he pants heavily against Kaveh's mouth. ]

You thought about this? Me... fucking you like this? You're so, mmph, easy to hold, Kaveh. I could do this for hours.

[ Okay, a bit of an exaggeration there but he's not... wrong either. He's just drunk on Kaveh's hole at the moment and can't quite conceive of not being able to do this for hours. ]

Ye-yeah— [ Kaveh gasps it out against Alhaitham's mouth, stealing kisses between words, panting hard for breath against his lips. ] I told you, didn't I? I've been—been in love with you a long time—Thought about it a lot—

[ This, and other things. More. Everything. The fantasies he's had about this man...

He'd say more, perhaps, but his partner makes such a sudden declaration and Kaveh can't help himself—he laughs, low and sweet and breathless, against Alhaitham's mouth, fingers curling into his hair, hips grinding down against him. ]

Hours, huh? Just like this? I'll go as long as you want, Haitham.. but wouldn't your legs get tired..?

[ And yet he wouldn't complain at all. Now that they've finally told one another the truth, Kaveh doesn't want to stop, wants to make up for lost time— ]

[ Kaveh's laugh has Alhaitham watching him with nothing but ravenous awe on his face. He curls his fingers into his hair and grinds down on him and Alhaitham's hips move on autopilot, slamming into Kaveh over and over again as he fucks him up against this wall. The shower keeps spilling down over them, hot water pelting Alhaitham's back but he feels like the thing making him hotter is Kaveh instead.

The question though has him giving a bit of an amused look at Kaveh. Yeah, he supposes his legs would get tired. Even if he wants to do this for hours instead. ]

If they did, I'd move us. Carry you back to the bedroom just like this and fuck you there. Keep fucking you until you couldn't take it anymore.

[ Until his hole was sore and puffy and way too sensitive for Alhaitham's cock to fuck. Then, well, then he might use his mouth. ]

Don't tell me you haven't thought about it — us fucking for hours. Like we were animals in heat.

[ Okay, maybe he was wrong—maybe he hadn't thought of everything. The idea Alhaitham has, the way he talks about fucking him for hours, like they were in heat, until Kaveh couldn't take it anymore...

Gods. They're in the middle of it right now and he somehow can't think of anything hotter. His arms tighten a little around Alhaitham's shoulders, and he presses his mouth to Alhaitham's, stealing hot kisses, breath coming short and fast. ]

That's... mm, this is the first time I've thought about it but I... mm. Fuck—I'd like that a lot, Haitham, I... ngh. You can fuck me until I can't take it, until I'm crying, until the only thing I know is you—

[ His laugh is breathless, half-gasped against his lips. ]

If it wasn't so late I'd say we should now.

[ How tempting it is, to just fall into bed with Kaveh and not come out. Alhaitham wants it, wants it as he fucks into Kaveh even now. It makes him burn red hot inside and feeling Kaveh tighten around him, his breathy voice as Alhaitham keeps slamming up inside of him, it's all so good. ]

I hope... you know that I'm not letting you go tomorrow either.

[ He's going to call out of work. He's going to drag Kaveh back into bed. He nudges forward, lips ghosting against Kaveh's as he grins a sharp grin against him. ]

We have years to make up for.

[ All this while he pulls back and then slams in against Kaveh's prostate, grinding up into it and continuing this merciless rhythm against him. ]

Tomorrow?

[ Kaveh whimpers. Yes, they have years to make up for, but he also has a job, he's meant to be working tomorrow—

His lips part on what should be a protest. Instead, it becomes a gasped-out moan as Alhaitham shifts, slamming into his prostate in a way that punches all the air from his lungs at once, has his head falling back against the tiles with wide eyes. It wasn't all that long ago that they were in his bed; he shouldn't be this pent up but he is, climbing stupidly close to orgasm already from the way Alhaitham fucks into him, grinds against that sensitive spot with each deep, merciless thrust. ]

You—ahhnnn—mm Haitham fuck—

[ How can the other man be talking so calmly, when he can barely get a sentence out? It's not fair— ]

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[ It's so satisfying, to watch Kaveh fall apart like this on him. He can barely hold it together himself — he's being very precise and direct with his words as a result, trying not to sound like he's falling apart completely. But his thrusts do slow as he talks before picking up the pace again when he's finished, slamming into him over and over and over as he leans forward, pressing his forehead against Kaveh's shoulder.

Fuck, this feels so good. ]

Yes... tomorrow.

[ That's all he needs to say, right? Please tell him that's all he needs to say. ]

[ He's so far gone, so drunk on what Alhaitham is doing, that he barely even notices how he's getting around his own multitasking difficulty, the way he slows down when he talks. All he can do is gasp and moan, trembling all over as his eyes close under the spray, lips parted in those helpless little sounds.

Alhaitham feels so good—And he confirms it again: tomorrow. Breathlessly, Kaveh laughs. ]

I guess... guess I'm not going to work—

[ He barely manages to get the words out before the the continuous, deep thrusting carries him over, his voice echoing against the tiles as he comes again, tight around Alhaitham as he shudders. ]

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