I do need to move to get it, Kaveh... Is this sudden clinginess an unintended side-effect?
[Honestly, the side table is only over there, did Kaveh really think he was going to just get up and leave him here like this? That would just be too cruel.
(He may have thought about it, for half a second.)]
Or would you rather I stayed right here? [Sighing lightly and shaking his head as he slides a fingertip up the centre of his partner's chest.] You're going to need to be clear.
[ He huffs in a short breath, glowering at Alhaitham. ]
You made it sound like you were gonna leave— [ A pout, a slow breath to steady himself and fight against the urge to writhe as the other's fingertip slides up his chest. ]
Yes, you should get the lube. Just.. don't go anywhere else. Okay?
[ There. That should be clear enough. He swallows hard, continuing his steady, careful breathing. ]
[ Not the entire time, not even now. He's planning on saying something to that effect, but unfortunately for him, as animated as he's always been, he can't help but move just a little when he starts his answer, resulting in him cutting himself off with a keening cry as a jolt of pleasure rushes down his spine so hard and fast it leaves him gasping for breath.
Desperate, he tries to keep himself still. If it keeps going like this, he won't make it.. ]
If I'd known this would keep you so quiet I would have tried it sooner.
[... Smirk.
He shifts back over to Kaveh with a small smile as he uses the side of his thumb to unscrew the lid from the tub. Already he's sure that the other man isn't going to last, but that's fine. It wouldn't be the first time he had pushed Kaveh to his limits.]
[ Kaveh makes a low, frustrated noise. He can absolutely see the smirk on Alhaitham's face, and it's delightful in all the best and worst of ways at once, making him want to writhe to give the other a show and also to stay absolutely still to punish him for what he's done.
Realistically, though, Kaveh probably doesn't have much choice in the matter.
His breath catches on a quiet whine as Alhaitham unscrews the tub, fighting the urge to move against the low undercurrent of pleasure thrumming under his skin, knowing exactly what it will do to him if he does. ]
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[Honestly, the side table is only over there, did Kaveh really think he was going to just get up and leave him here like this? That would just be too cruel.
(He may have thought about it, for half a second.)]
Or would you rather I stayed right here? [Sighing lightly and shaking his head as he slides a fingertip up the centre of his partner's chest.] You're going to need to be clear.
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You made it sound like you were gonna leave— [ A pout, a slow breath to steady himself and fight against the urge to writhe as the other's fingertip slides up his chest. ]
Yes, you should get the lube. Just.. don't go anywhere else. Okay?
[ There. That should be clear enough. He swallows hard, continuing his steady, careful breathing. ]
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[So needy, Kaveh. He shakes his head a little as he shifts across the bed and reaches into the side table.]
Are you going to be a brat the entire time?
[SAYS THE BRAT.]
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I'm not.
[ Not the entire time, not even now. He's planning on saying something to that effect, but unfortunately for him, as animated as he's always been, he can't help but move just a little when he starts his answer, resulting in him cutting himself off with a keening cry as a jolt of pleasure rushes down his spine so hard and fast it leaves him gasping for breath.
Desperate, he tries to keep himself still. If it keeps going like this, he won't make it.. ]
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[... Smirk.
He shifts back over to Kaveh with a small smile as he uses the side of his thumb to unscrew the lid from the tub. Already he's sure that the other man isn't going to last, but that's fine. It wouldn't be the first time he had pushed Kaveh to his limits.]
Are you ready, or do you need a moment?
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Realistically, though, Kaveh probably doesn't have much choice in the matter.
His breath catches on a quiet whine as Alhaitham unscrews the tub, fighting the urge to move against the low undercurrent of pleasure thrumming under his skin, knowing exactly what it will do to him if he does. ]
I don't... I'm ready. Please.