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[ The look on Kaveh's face, the way his voice softens as he returns the same apology to him makes Alhaitham's chest swell with unbidden feeling, warm and terrifying all at once. Such a few simple words, and yet, they had both resisted saying them for so very long. There's no one closer to him than Kaveh is, and yet they had simply gone so long without settling their differences that he anticipated they could not be settled. That Kaveh accepts his apology so easily, tells him bold-faced that he has wanted to hear it...

The guarded nature of his posture falls away, Alhaitham's arms falling to his sides, as he meets Kaveh's gaze, unwilling to give into the temptation to look away.

There's merit to everything you are and everything you do. Does Kaveh have any idea what it does to him, to hear him say those words, to hear them from the person he considers his reflection? His foil? ]

Better late than never. [ That it was the chocolate that pushed them to this point falls into the back of his mind. ] To tell the truth, I didn't want to be the one to apologize first, because I didn't want to admit I was wrong.

[ His knowledge is wide and vast, but in the end, he's only human. ]

You still drive me crazy, but that doesn't have to be a bad thing. It...isn't a bad thing. Kaveh, I... [ There it is again, that feeling of words pushing against their restraints, but he is heedless to stop them now. He doesn't want to stop them. ] I miss calling you my friend. I miss you.

I knew you wouldn't. ( And that's the truth. Honestly? Kaveh knew that Alhaitham would never want to admit that he was in the wrong because the man collects himself with an air of arrogance where anyone would be left to assume that he fully affirms his own beliefs. But this doesn't fool Kaveh. He's known him long enough. And if there's one thing that he understands about Alhaitham: It's that he doesn't ignore the truth. He would be a pretty lousy Scribe if he bended the truth in any aspect of his life. So while he never wanted to admit that he was in the wrong, he would still know it. "Better late than never is right."

And then Alhaitham says he misses him, and Kaveh can feel himself start to crumble. The architect is overly sensitive - there's no hiding this, and there never has been. He feels no shame from the way his eyes swell with tears, releasing a small sound as then walks over to tightly hug his housemate. )

I-I ... I miss you too. ( The crack in his voice is obvious when he speaks, with a slight muffle covering his voice when he buries his face against the other man's shoulder. )

I don't want anyone else to marry you. No one knows you like I do. It's ... it's not fair. ( Kaveh sniffs and shudders with a pronounced sigh. He doesn't know what this is - whether it's a love confession, or what. But it's messy and it's something. The thought of seeing Alhaitham marry another has been tearing him apart without him realising it - but now thanks to these chocolates and their influence, perhaps he is starting to understand. )

Edited 2023-02-11 17:16 (UTC)

[ Sincere and perhaps alarmingly heartfelt as his admission had been, Kaveh's tears as he approaches to put his arms around Alhaitham are unexpected - but should it be? No, in truth it's only surprising because he hasn't seen Kaveh like this for some time, they both keep their emotions guarded in different ways, but of course he would react like this. For all their bickering, Alhaitham had never come to doubt that Kaveh cared for him. This is just how he is, wearing his bleeding heart on his sleeve. His Kaveh.

Slowly, a bit stiffly, his arms lift to wind around Kaveh's middle. Gestures of physical affection don't come easily to him, but in the moment, this feels...right. Natural.

After a moment, he thoughtlessly leans to rest his cheek against Kaveh's temple. ]

You say that like I wouldn't sabotage your wedding if you married someone else. [ And he would - he'd given any would-be suitor every reason not to pursue Kaveh, but not because he's undeserving. Because...he would be jealous.

Wait, what is he thinking? What is he saying? ]

Is that...something that you want? To get married here?

( Alhaitham's statement causes a soft bubble of laugher to erupt out of Kaveh. Ah, this man has no idea how funny he is sometimes. He may not be a crafter of jokes in the same way that Cyno is, but he's got his own special brand of dry sarcasm that tickles Kaveh in all of the right ways when the timing is immaculate. In this instance, it definitely got to him.

He tightens his squeeze around the other man's waist, as if to reaffirm him that there is no one else he would marry. It's not even possible for him to consider. And yet .. everything he's ever wanted is right here, in his arms. All of this time ... perhaps he took his comfortable life in Sumeru for granted and didn't realise how lucky he was until they had to find their way around navigating life in a broken old farmhouse.

Something is making his chest glow that is burning him with desire to talk more more about what he loves about Alhaitham. (It's the chocolate.) But before he can delve into all of that, his housemate asks him a very important question. One that causes his lashes to flutter while he leans back, catching his gaze. )

I ... ( Kaveh starts, while feeling the sound of his heartbeat drum in his ears. ) It might be. ( Okay, no, that's not good enough. The blonde man sighs. )

No, yes ... I would marry you. I feel like ... you're this missing piece of my heart. I can't believe it's taken me so long to realise this ...

( But is he ever glad it finally happened. )

[ How can it be that the words Kaveh says to him are a complete shock to his system, like a breath of fresh air taken for the first time in years, but also feel as though they're the words he's been waiting his entire life to hear?

He couldn't have denied it if he wanted to, the place in his heart that Kaveh occupies - and oh, did he want to, for a time, after their falling out. He was frustrated, that he had let a relationship get in the way of his intellectual pursuits, that he had made things complicated in his otherwise cozy life. Even then, he couldn't bring himself to think it was a mistake to join the project; if anything, it was an experience he learned more from than any other in his life.

But perhaps the lessons he learned weren't the ones he thought they were.

He doesn't know what to say, which might be a first for him. His heart aches terribly with all the things he wants to say, the influence of the chocolate butting up against the need to say all of them. Perhaps there's a better way than words to say what he feels.

With the sound of a breath catching in his throat, Alhaitham turns his head, pulling back from Kaveh just enough that he can seek his mouth with his own in a simple, straightforward kiss. ]

( The moment that Alhaitham's lips meet his own, Kaveh feels as though the world around them melts away and ceases to exist. This kiss has had so much build-up, so much momentum, that every other kiss that Kaveh has experienced in his life now pales in comparison. The blonde man softens in his housemate's arms, sighing out a pleased noise against his lips while slackening his posture. He transfers his weight to one of his hips, picking up one of his feet like a schoolgirl who has just kissed her crush for the first time.

But this is so much deeper than a crush. This is an intense love that scorches through his body, making him feel as though he has a Pyro vision rather than a Dendro one.

He has no desire of stopping this kiss. This has been so long in the making, and all he wants right now is to share this moment with Alhaitham. Kaveh parts his mouth, allowing his lips and tongue to soften tenderly against the other man's, tasting him. Drinking him in. )

Edited 2023-02-12 22:32 (UTC)

[ Did he just...pop his foot out?

Of course he did. Even with the kiss deepening, Alhaitham is too tuned into the details going on around him to miss the shift in Kaveh's weight. He's such a fool - a sweet, wonderful fool, though Alhaitham has been a fool, too, for how overdue this kiss is. That they have both been waiting for it is evident in the way their lips part, his tongue aching to taste Kaveh's mouth, dipping and gliding against his lover's as his heart leaps into his chest.

This is...an unfamiliar feeling. He has kissed before, even had sex before, if infrequently - it seemed an important experience to have, even if with no strings or feelings attached. This isn't anything like those encounters had been. These has a charge to it, a hunger that goes beyond simple human instinct and need. He wants to kiss Kaveh because he wants to kiss him, wants to taste him because it's his mouth. Is it because he seeks it out that it's so much better than before? That it ever has been before?

Perhaps this is one situation in which he can't think his way through things, which is...terrifying, honestly, but Kaveh's mouth and hands feel too good for him to care too much. His hands bunch in fistfuls of the back of Kaveh's open shirt, as Alhaitham breaks off the kiss with a shuddering breath, touching his brow to the other man's. ]

...I've wanted to do that for a long time, you know.

[ The truth-telling chocolate is still having its way with him. ]

I ... never would've known.

( It's a small jab, but he's no free man, either. In fact, in an act of instant karma, the chocolate that he has eaten will inevitably drive him into producing more words of affection with ease - ones that he's been hanging onto for years.

He gazes into those brilliant turquoise eyes, lashes fluttering, while stroking Alhaitham's cheek with the comforting brush of his fingers. )

I love your eyes. I love-- ggnh ... ( He grimaces, biting down on his lip. Kaveh really can't stop the flow of his words. Should he kiss him to shut himself up? The blonde man looks as though he is wrestling with his own vocabulary as tears bead in his lower lash lines. ) I-I love everything about you ... and I always have. ( There's a sigh that follows this statement. ) Gods, Alhaitham ... had we never reached this point tonight, I would've carried these feelings inside of me until the day of my death. ( Because how could he ever expect that a man who mocked and teased him so harshly would ever love him back? Someone as emotional as he is - and speaking of which, a tear breaks free and falls down his cheek. ) I love you.

Edited 2023-02-16 05:08 (UTC)

[ Those words strike him right where it counts. He absorbs the praise like a flower turned towards the sun, starved to hear Kaveh say such gentle things about him, but those tears...he hardly expects those, even for how emotional Kaveh tends to be. He hears the ache in his voice, and he can intuit why they're there, even if it...hurts. He's been too cruel, but it was his coping mechanism, for so long. What if he hadn't pushed Kaveh away, and he'd allowed himself to be vulnerable, but he'd been rejected instead?

Now that he can see plainly what's before him...it was a foolish thing to be afraid of. But hindsight gives perfect vision. As soon as that tear starts to fall, Alhaitham swipes it away with his thumb, surprisingly tender. ]

Gods, Kaveh, you really are terribly dramatic, you know?

[ He presses another warm, lingering kiss to Kaveh's mouth, and when he draws away again, he stays close enough that his lips brush the other's mouth with every word. ]

I love you, too.

[ How long...how long has he wanted to hear those words, and say them in return? ]

I am, ( he affirms. ) And yet ... you love me anyway.

( Maybe since forever. There's no ill intent felt in Alhaitham's words - now that Kaveh knows how he feels about him. But there's simply no more time to think: Within a blink, the blonde man captures the other man's lips with his own, initiating a kiss that's far more deeper and passionate than the one they shared prior to this.

He drinks in his taste, sighing out a moan against his lips - tilting his head while his body burns with desire. Indulgently, his hands trace up wither side of Alhaitham's arms, mapping his muscles right up until he pulls him closer into an embrace. The prospect of this gorgeous, sculpted body being something that he now has access to as Alhaitham's lover makes him burn up from the inside out. That is - if they do become lovers after this. They can discuss the details later, but, right now: )

I want you. ( Kaveh murmurs once they break their kiss, lacking certainty if the Scribe feels the same way that he does. It would be on brand for a man fond of passion and romance like himself to dive straight into intimacy after a love confession ... but if Alhaitham isn't ready, he won't push. ) So badly ... ( He adds on, gripping tightly. Well, he definitely won't push, but he'll still present his own desires. )

[ It's a mercy that Kaveh moves to kiss him when he does, sparing him from saying anything else - yet what else could he say? Can he make himself any more vulnerable than he already is? It's terrifying, and yet exhilarating in a new and unfamiliar way, a new subject to be experienced and researched, and one entirely their own. Gods, and he'd been so stubborn - too stubborn, and afraid, of opening up, of showing even the one person he trusts more than any other with this side of himself.

Would he have gotten here without this place and its effects? Who can say - it's a question that winks out of existence in the back of Alhaitham's mind as Kaveh kisses him deeply, intently, pulling at him and touching him in a way that makes his breath rush against his partner's lips. Shivering, he palms over the open back of Kaveh's shirt, over warm skin that makes his fingertips burn.

I want you. So badly. ]

Kaveh... [ He murmurs quietly, into the intimate space between them. It's so sweet and thoughtful, really, that Kaveh doesn't press on reckless, instead giving Alhaitham a moment to gather himself and think. Caught up in emotions as they are, it would be easy to press forward regardless of whether her was ready to or not.

But...no. He knows what he wants. Who he wants. Pupils blown wide, he meets Kaveh's gaze, drinking in the sight of his glistening, swollen lips in the afternoon light that filters through the window. ]

Come to bed with me.

( Oh, hearing Alhaitham say his name like that is just incredible. Kaveh can hardly contain himself when he beckons him in such a way - causing a rush of adrenaline to track up his spine. It's not fair that the Scribe is so attractive and sexy. It's so not fair. He also adores the sensation of the other man dragging his palms across the inside of his open windowed shirt, soaking in the visceral little thrill he feels over him seeking any bare skin to touch that he can find.

They better not waste any more time, should they? )

Y-Yes. Let's ... ( This is so exciting that the blonde man can hear his heatbeat drumming in his ears. Before long, both men make their way down the corridor and up the stairs before arriving in Alhaitham's bedroom in the farmhouse, with Kaveh wasting no time in fixing his lips to the other man's once again to kiss him passionately as he walks. It's sloppy, but who cares, he's functioning on pure desire and adrenaline to mind the details. When his calves meet the back of Alhaitham's bed, Kaveh allows his body to recline easily to lie across it, combing his hands those those silver locks of hair.

Perhaps they can talk about what they actually intend to do here, but this consideration hasn't reached Kaveh's mind in the slightest. All he wants is to touch and taste the man that he has been craving for as long as he can remember. )

[ Much as they both needed to say what they did, ached to give voice to the feelings that have lain buried for so long, this is where Alhaitham feels most comfortable expressing his emotions. In touch, in action, in following his intuition - which is, of course, always correct. He relies on it now, because while he has taken others to bed before, he has never taken anyone like Kaveh - like a lover. Were he to allow himself to step back and overthink it, he certainly could, but fortunately for them both, Alhaitham doesn't second guess himself. He doesn't back down.

It's hard to even consider, when each touch and kiss feels so wonderful, so electric, and before he even realizes it - though not a moment too soon - they have reached his bed, and as Kaveh spills backwards onto it, Alhaitham crawls over him, one knee between his thighs, leaning in to kiss him deeply, tugging Kaveh's bottom lip between his teeth. ]

You wear far too much, you know?

[ He murmurs, with a breathless smirk while untying the sash around his waist so he can shrug off his ornate cloak, his Vision hitting the floor with a clink. Relieved of the garment, he doesn't hesitate a moment before reaching for Kaveh's hands, urging them beneath the thin fabric of his sleeveless top. ]

( Kaveh pushes out a needy whine when the other man's knee slots between his thighs - he's been like this since they kissed and while he is desperate for contact, there's really no rush, is there? Alhaitham's body is a work of art - Kaveh wants to savour every inch of it. His red eyes widen and he pokes his tongue out when the other man rids himself of his cape, shamelessly ogling him. The architect immediately glides his palms over the other man's strong well-built frame, feeling every groove and muscle impression beneath the fabric with his fingers. Oh, he cannot believe that this gorgeous man is all his.

Their positions change, and Kaveh rolls on top of Alhaitham, immediately fixing his lips to his neck. In an act of possessiveness, he sucks a bright red hickey into his skin while continuing to knead and touch him through his clothes. He can feel more words threatening to escape on the tip of his tongue, and he can't fight it. With a groan, he starts: )

I can't stop talking, and you're just going to have to deal with it ... ( But is this abnormal for Kaveh? He is a blabbermouth. It's just this time, it's unfiltered honesty - his true feelings. ) Archons, you're so beautiful - this body - ( He continues to nip and suck down Alhaitham's neck, tugging the skin with his teeth a little when he peppers more hickeys into his neck. ) For so long I have spent admiring your build ... I just adore it. I love how strong you are, there really is no one who has captured me the way you have. ( To compensate for his hickeys, he softly kisses along his neckline. ) Everyone will know you're all mine.

( Wow. It's kind of strange that this side is coming out of him? In the same way that Alhaitham has taken people to bed before, Kaveh has too - and his beauty has always been one of his main focal points of attractiveness. He never had any difficulty having flings in the past due to his charm, charisma and good looks. But ... deep down, he longed for more. He's a romantic at heart. It felt good in the moment to be fucked and used, but waking up to a cold bed never felt nice. Now, he has a man in his bed that he truly loves, and he knows that this is going to be so different from any other past encounter that he's had.

It might surprise Alhaitham, or maybe it won't, but Kaveh is a very generous lover in bed. After kissing down his neck and chest, he situates himself between his thighs, dark lashes fluttering when their eyes meet. He strokes the other man's erection through his trousers, running his tongue over the impression of it protruding through the fabric. )

Can I...? ( Another bonus is that if he goes down on him, he'll stop his impulsive talking. )

Edited 2023-02-24 04:18 (UTC)

[ Gods, he really does talk so much - but when he feels this good, Alhaitham is hardly in a position, literally and figuratively, to complain. He offers no resistance when Kaveh rolls him onto his back, and relishes each and every one of those stinging, red kisses to his skin. He hardly minds being marked, or being praised. His physique and good looks are maddeningly effortless, but he nevertheless enjoys being told just how much Kaveh likes the way he looks and feels.

There's no one Alhaitham would rather hear it from.

As Kaveh works his way down his body and settles snuggly between his thighs, heat burgeons like a blossoming flower in Alhaitham's gut, and he props himself on one elbow to better watch Kaveh mouth over his hardened cock through his pants, his other hand sinking deep into his lover's blonde locks. ]

Can you?

[ Even now, the temptation remains to tease, but Alhaitham is too turned on by the idea of Kaveh sucking him to follow through. ]

Be my guest. Then you can tell me how much you love my cock.

[ It's still so surreal. To be saying these words, to Kaveh, but it feels so right. So natural. ]

( He knew what he was walking into here. But was he truly prepared for it? Is he truly prepared for it? The way that his brow creases and an embarrassed blush scalds his cheeks may imply that he isn't. Whatever enchantment has caused him to run his mouth like this, it seems to be something that Alhaitham is aware of, and Kaveh can only grimace while knowing that he won't be able to hold himself back at this request. )

Ugh...! ( The blonde man moans - not in arousal, but from anguish, preparing to unleash all sorts of unsavoury words. In tandem with his explicit display of embarrassment, he slides his thumbs beneath the fabric of Alhaitham's boxers, dragging them down enough to allow his cock to spring free.

W-Wow. This is the first time that he's seen his cock ... and he can't help but take a moment to really admire it. As a gay man and a lover of beauty and aesthetics, his partner having such a beautiful cock is certainly a win here. Although deep down he knows that no matter what Alhaitham's cock looks like, it's beautiful because it's his. Good lord, when did he ever get so sappy? )

Fuck ... ( Kaveh murmurs, licking some of his own fingers before caressing the tip with a gentle massage, gliding his wet thumb across the slit. He pumps shallowly and slow, admiring the way that his foreskin rolls over the head with every pass. ) Mmmm ... ( He leans down, kissing the underside, ruby eyes fixing on his partner. ) Hmph. Of course you have a perfect cock ...

( The blonde man alternates between suckling the head and kissing it while stroking the entire length. As much as he would love to start performing oral to shut himself up, he has some things he needs to say fist. )

It's so thick ... ugh ... the thought of having this inside me is driving me crazy. ( His hand drifts lower to gently massage and caress his scrotum. ) Smells so good ... I want to taste every last drop of you. ( Kaveh moans, rocking his hips against the mattress beneath him to chase any sort of stimulation. ) Want to see you fall apart and learn where you'd want to cum. Whether it's on my face, or in my mouth, or anywhere else you choose ... I want to know what you like. I want to make you lose your mind. ( Which he'll certainly make a start with, enveloping his warm mouth around the head of Alhaitham's cock, while moaning lowly against the skin. His head sinks down until the other man is fully sheathed inside, without a single hint of discomfort or hesitance from Kaveh. )

[ Whether he intends to be or not, Kaveh is such a tease, and as attractive as each touch and flutter of his mouth over his cock is, Alhaitham has half a mind to tell him to be quiet and just go down on him already. Were this not their first time, perhaps he would be a bit more forceful, but much as he might not like to admit it, there's a quiet, sentimental part of his heart that relishes each word that comes out of Kaveh's mouth, filthy as they are.

He does have a pretty nice cock, after all. His heart beating fast against his ribs, Alhaitham's fingers grasp tighter in Kaveh's hair, licking his own lips in anticipation as Kaveh teases and works him up. Soft, breathy groans ease up from his chest, though they are replaced a deep, obscene noise when Kaveh swallows around him, taking his entire length into his mouth and throat like it's as easy as breathing. ]

Fuck, Kaveh...

[ He groans, his hips rolling against the heat of Kaveh's mouth, his hand in his hair holding his head where it is. ]

I don't need flattery. You know that.

[ Says the guy who just asked him to tell him how much he loves his cock. He rolls his hips again, precome already beading at his tip, to trickle into Kaveh's mouth and throat. ]

But I'll sate your curiosity. [ His eyelids fall lower, watching intently as Kaveh sucks him, pleasure coiling in his groin, lapping over his skin in waves. ] I want to come right in your pretty, little ass, with you pinned under me, right on this bed. Would you like that? Want me to come in that tight ass of yours?

[ He already knows the answer. ]

( When his name along with that guttural growl lands on his ears, Kaveh knows that he has a brand new addiction. Attentively, he listens to which strokes earn the best reactions as he continues to lavish his partner's cock, gazing up at him intently through his long dark lashes to catch his reactions. This is something he could never get tired from - that is until his jaw aches enough for him to stop, anyway. But being a people pleaser, Kaveh is always willing to go the extra mile to be subservient. Maybe a little too far, at times. But if he earns more of those gorgeous noises, it's beyond worth it. The blonde man moans eagerly when Alhaitham tightens his grip in his hair, with the vibrations from his audible approval of the gesture enhancing the other man's experience. )

Mmmhhuh ... ( Oh my god. He mumbles an incorrigible noise of arousal once he hears that dirty talk pour from Alhaitham's lips. Holy fuck. His own erection pulses hard between his legs as he continues to stir his hips, not letting up on the attention that he's giving to his partner's cock. )

F-Fuck, Alhaitham ... ( Who on earth gave you the right to be so sexy? ) You've thought about that before, have you? ( The blonde firmly suckles and kisses the head of his cock, running his tongue across the slit in tandem with each thrust of his hand. ) You said it so confidently ... I'd believe you had, even if it isn't true. ( He'll just allow himself to indulge in this fantasy. He's a showy man, a showy bird. He wants to be ogled. Knowing it might have attracted such a stoic man sends his arousal soaring. To think that a man who only prioritises books could look at him sexually sends a visceral little thrill up Kaveh's body, selfishly enjoying the idea that he can make Alhaitham feel things that others cannot.

While he continues to torture Alhaitham's cock with more lavished attention from his mouth and tongue, he reaches behind himself, sliding down his trousers so that he's only left in his boxers. With a vulgar sounding pop, he detaches. ) You're a very lucky man, you know. I planned on masturbating today, so I'm completely prepared for this. Grab some lubricant, finger me, and then ... you won't have to wait much longer before you get to fuck this tight ass of mine.

Of course I've thought about it.

[ Alhaitham makes his answer sound like the most reasonable and obvious thing in the world, even if he couldn't have borne to admit this early this very same day. Alhaitham may be a calculating, logical sort of person, but he is still human, with physiological needs and desires. Even his mind wanders from time to time, and Kaveh...

Their push and pull just always draws him back in, has always made him wonder what if, has always prodded open the shuddered petals of his guarded heart. In the end, it isn't difficult to admit at all, because it seems so foregone.

He can wait no longer, with those sweet, perfect attentions that Kaveh gives his cock, making him throb beneath his touch, precome dribbling against his fingers, but Alhaitham is a man of great control and great patience. He won't allow himself to come until he has Kaveh beneath him, crying out his name, begging for him. The thought alone is electric, and as Kaveh pulls back, a thread of saliva trailing between his lips and the head of Alhaitham's prick, Alhaitham surges forth, grasping the other man by his forearms so he can swap their places on the bed. ]

How convenient. [ He purrs as he rises from the bed, but only so he can reach for the drawer at the nightstand, drawing out a bottle of oil. As ever, as always, he has thought ahead, he is prepared. ] Tell me, Kaveh...were you going to think of me, while you touched yourself?

[ Dipping his fingers into the bottle, he coats them generously, before settling back on the bed, one hand against Kaveh's chest to keep him pinned back against the sheets, the other, slicked and ready, dipping beneath the waistband of his underwear. ]

Were you going to daydream about this very thing? About how wild I would drive you if I fucked you?

[ The hand at Kaveh's chest moves down, so he can tug down his boxers over his slender hips, freeing his slender cock - it's a pretty thing, like the rest of him, and Alhaitham's fingers ghost over his lover's length, while the other hand seeks lower, index finger drawing along the seam of his ass before dipping into his entrance. ]

( This change in position is very welcome. Some of the erotic thoughts that have travelled through Kaveh's mind in the past have revolved around how it would feel to be manipulated and manhandled beneath Alhaitham's brutish strength. Those muscles are just gorgeous, and the way that he fights ... whew. Kaveh makes the most pathetic sounding whimper when Alhaitham's palm pushes his chest back onto the bed, and that accusation only brightens his blush. )

Ungh...! I-I ... ( Ugh. There's just no back out here, is there? ) I might've done so, once or twice in the past ...

( Which is an understatement, really. Back home in Sumeru, waking up to the sight of Alhaitham looking all muscular and gorgeous just did wild things to him. Alhaitham became the object of Kaveh's most lurid and dirty fantasies, and the fact that it's happening is so surreal to him. The blonde man moans eagerly, widening his legs, allowing the other man's finger to glide inside of him with ease. He's definitely not a stranger to pleasuring himself anally like this - sighing out pleasurable moans. )

M-Mmmh ... put in another finger ... ( Kaveh confidently widens his legs, passionately kissing his housemate while he stretches him out with his fingers. Despite the fact that he's been in the arms of several of Sumeru's men in the past, he can't say he's ever felt so eager and turned on than he is now. )

[ Those sweet, indulgent sounds Kaveh makes are like music to his ears. Like his partner, on the handful of occasions that Alhaitham has slept with others, there was almost something...clinical about it, because it was, first and foremost, a means to an end to expand his knowledge. This, however, is different, and if he didn't have such strong self-control, those noises of pleasure alone could be enough to make him come. Making Kaveh react to him like this is addicting.

He's thought about it, too. Kaveh could be so damn infuriating, yet even when denying his feelings, Alhaitham couldn't deny the attraction. To live with someone so handsome yet frustrating, and when he wears that opened-back shirt --

Needless to say, this scratches and itch that has been long there. ]

Since you asked so nicely...

[ Watching Kaveh's face, enraptured, Alhaitham glides another finger within his entrance alongside the first, both extending fully inside of him, before curling against the sensitive swell of his prostate. ]

Mmm...you take my fingers so nicely. Good boy.

[ He purrs, continuing to fuck into Kaveh with his fingers, loosening him up while his free hand curls around Kaveh's cock, slowly pumping along his silky length, thumb stirring over his slick tip. ]

You won't come early now, will you?

Fuck--

( Theres a thicker, denser eruption of pre-cum that spurts from his cock when those two magical words land on his ears while his partner massages his prostate - causing Kaveh's thighs to stutter and his voice to crack with a broken squeal. He almost came from that, and if Alhaitham keeps going at the pace he is, he just might. How mortifying. The Scribe can absolutely tell that this is happening, too - and Kaveh knows it. He grips the other man's arm pathetically, attempting to halt his movements. He doesn't want this to end too soon, and that close call was bad enough.

Does someone have a little bit of a praise kink if being called a good boy almost made him cum? He just might. )

S-Stop ... I almost ... ( He huffs, rolling over before pushing himself up on all fours. With his blonde hair messy and his braid unclipped, he glances back over his shoulder, while presenting his wet pink hole to Alhaitham. )

Please, just-- put it in. Fuck, I need you so badly. ( Not "want". But "need". This is definitely the most embarrassing position he's been in around Alhaitham thus far, but it'll all be worth it once he starts to fuck him. )

[ Oh. Oh. The way Kaveh squirms, so close to coming from his praise alone...Alhaitham makes note of this to remember for later, even if he isn't going to capitalize on it for now. Instead, he leans back as Kaveh flips himself over and positions himself, a needful groan escaping him as his gaze rakes over Kaveh's curved back and supple ass, so ready to be fucked, and yet--

And yet Alhaitham doesn't give him what he wants, just yet. He takes a moment to finish undressing himself, already overheated in what little clothing remains on him, but better that he is fully bare first. It's how he wants to experience this, which for how unexpected a turn of events this is, it also still somehow feels inevitable. Like they were always destined to come together like this eventually. Alhaitham isn't one to believe in fate, but if he did...

Hm. What a sappy thought for such a filthy moment. He's made Kaveh wait long enough. As he leans against his hips, positioning the tip of his cock against his entrance, Alhaitham slaps a hand roughly against Kaveh's backside, holding him tight. ]

Mmm, since you asked so nicely...

[ With a roll of his hips, his cock presses inside of Kaveh's entrance, and warmed and slicked by his previous attentions, he is able to slowly fill him up, stretching Kaveh from the inside out, until he is fully sheathed in him. ]

Oh, fuck... [ He exhales through clenched teeth, fingernails digging into Kaveh's backside as he begins to fuck into him, pushing against his walls, the sound of skin colliding with skin filling the bedroom. ] Nnh, you take me so well...

( It's torture being made to wait, especially when he's wanted this for years. There are impatient murmurs and whimpers that muffle out of the blonde, eagerly anticipating the sensation of his housemate start to fuck him. Then, finally, it happens. )

Ah-! ( A moan rips out of him when he feels Alhaitham's cock glide inside of him, stretching him open. ) Alhaitham ... ( Kaveh moans his name proudly, knowing that he never wants to moan the name of anyone else ever again. Back when he had casual sex with men in Sumeru, he never moaned their names. Oftentimes, he never knew their names. This is completely different - he's within the hold of a man he trusts completely. It's dizzying to feel so comforted and so desired, especially once he hears even more praise.

Rewarding the praise with his own eagerness, Kaveh presses his backside to effortlessly meet Alhaitham skin to skin, rolling and churning his hips while dragging that beautiful thick cock inside of him with every press. Is he showing off a little bit? Maybe. But that's not unlike him at all. But despite the fact that he's enjoying giving Alhaitham a little bit of eye candy, he's feeling disgustingly romantic - which inspires Kaveh to push himself up on his knees, chasing Alhaitham's lips any way he can to passionately kiss him after reaching one of his arms behind him to tangle in those locks of ashen hair while they make love. )

Oh, yes-! ( He moans against his mouth, whimpering like an animal in heat. ) Fuck me, Alhaitham-! Claim me ...

[ Gods, but it's good to hear Kaveh moan his name like that. The affect it has on him is visceral, making him shudder from head to toe, and when combined with the way Kaveh takes his cock and pulls on him from the inside, it's enough to make him dizzy, eager knots tying up his stomach as they fuck. Even when in the sharpest denial of his feelings for him, Alhaitham has always found Kaveh attractive, so it's no real surprise that he undoes him so easily simply by wanting him. They both get exactly what they need.

As Kaveh presses up against his chest to kiss him, Alhaitham delves into his mouth, sucking his tongue, as both arms reach around his lover, one to press against his chest and tease his nipple, the other filling his palm with his cock. ]

Kaveh... [ He groans against the other man's tongue, his pacing growing faster and harder. ] You're mine. All mine...

[ If he wants him to claim him he will, and eagerly so. ]

( The touch to his cock is an unexpected gesture that catches him off guard - causing his body to jolt in surprise. The moan that rips out of him emphasises that this action is not an unwelcome one, with the blonde man eagerly rolling his hips as they grind together while chasing his own pleasure in the grip of Alhaitham's palm. There's an unspoken clue about Kaveh's sexual history through this enthusiasm - could it be that the blonde is not used to people touching his cock when he has sex? That his casual lovers of the past more or less used his body? That would be a yes. And yet here, in the arms of Alhaitham, it's a different story entirely. )

F-Fuck! Unhh-! Unh ... ( The architect's moans are punched-out and voluminous, sorry to everyone living in the forest farm district. But it can't be helped - Alhaitham is fucking him so good he can hardly stand it. And then he says that, and it only gets even better. He whimpers his name between their hot, wet kisses. )

I'm yours ... ( Which is set in stone, now. Forever. No more casual flings with random Sumeru men. No more sexual encounters without being touched or loved. His thighs tremble, hand tightening in the other man's ashen locks, a dirty plea cracking from his throat in the momentum. ) Gods, Alhaitham-- cum in me, fill me up--

[ This is what it's supposed to feel like...Kaveh isn't alone in that revelation, and while Alhaitham has not taken lovers terribly often, it's always been either to sate his curiosity, or satisfy a basic need that had nothing to do with feelings at all. This...is different. It's better, the way Kaveh's body moves around his own, the way they kiss and touch, the way they breathe and moan in tandem. He's already dangerously close, much closer than he would have expected to be, and while he has enough self control that he could edge himself back...

Well, when Kaveh makes such a wonderful, sinful request of him, who is he to decline?

Gripping Kaveh tighter, Alhaitham latches onto his bottom lip with his teeth, tugging hard as he pumps his hips again, his prick brushing against the heat of his lover's prostate. Then again, and then once more -- ]

Fuck, Kaveh -- [ Alhaitham cries in his lover's ear as stars bloom in his vision and he sheathes himself fully inside Kaveh once more so he can come, hard and fast, within the other man's stretched and slick passage. He groans a loud, obscene noise, nails embedding in the soft flesh of Kaveh's chest, while the other hand pumps over his cock even faster, all while Alhaitham's seed spills into him in thick, hot ropes. He continues to work his hips as he comes, unrelenting until he has milked himself of every drop, and even then, it doesn't feel as though he will come down from this high anytime soon.

Yes, this is what it's supposed to feel like. ]

( Oh, fuck it's so hot when Alhaitham moans his name like that. Kaveh has no idea how he didn't come prematurely the entire time they've had sex, since there have been so many close calls - but he's thanking his lucky stars that he didn't. But this won't last for long, he's doomed to come undone once he feels Alhaitham's erratic thrusts take a sharper, harder change in pace - and the blonde man can't help but scream out in ecstasy as he mumbles an incline of 'yes, yes, yes'- under his breath-- )

Ahhh-! Ahhhhhhh-!

( Alhaitham will feel Kaveh clench around him while cum erupts from his cock in hot, thick ropes - his body stuttering and tensing against his housemate while white stars dot his vision and he practically forgets his name for a moment. Holy shit. Has he ever come so hard in his life? Ever? He doesn't think so. While the other man remains sheathed inside of him, Kaveh leans back to capture his lips in a series of messy, passionate kisses, slowly rolling his hips into a gentle grind once their orgasms subside. Fuck. )

Mmmm ... ( There are no words. No thoughts, head empty. That orgasm was so intense that his soul may as well have left his body. When they both decide to rest afterwards, Kaveh leans forward and carefully slides off Alaitham's cock while the other man's spend spills out of his stretched pink hole and down his scrotum. Hopefully that's a sight to be proud of.

The blonde man reclines on the bed, nestling against Alhaitham once he joins him, threading their fingers together. Once again, he steals another kiss from him, breath escaping him in hot puffs. )

I've never come so hard ... ( Another kiss. ) That was just ... incredible. ( Is it the chocolates, or unfiltered sappiness now? Who can say. )

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[ No words is right - his climax leaves Alhaitham dazed, drawn out, positively mindless in a way he's never been before, even as his pleasure subsides, leaving him tingling in the perfect afterglow. Their kisses are sloppy and messy, their bodies, too, but Alhaitham can't bring himself to care about any of that in the moment. All he cares about is Kaveh.

Gods...how long has he wanted to do that? Longer than he cares to admit.

As they collapse in a tangle back against the pillows, he peppers kisses to the other man's face and hair as he catches his breath, his heart slowly but surely returning to its customary place in his chest. ]

Mmm...you can say that again.

[ And he's welcome to, if he wants to. Alhaitham certainly doesn't mind the praise either, even if Kaveh's praise kink has definitely been noted... ]

A long time coming, I'd say.

[ Eheh. ]

( Groan (affectionate) )

You sound like Cyno ... ( But, terrible joke aside, this moment is very sweet. Kaveh loves feeling Alhaitham pepper his face with kisses, a gesture which causes him to smile faintly and nuzzle closer to his ... partner? What are they now? Ah, they'll figure it out in time. )

Mmm ... did you know he's with Tighnari now? It seems that we aren't the only pair from Sumeru who have coupled with one another.

[ It's a good thing Kaveh doesn't ask what they are right away, because in the moment, it's a conversation Alhaitham isn't quite ready to have, though he knows what's in his heart. That must mean that the chocolate has worn off for him, too...but even if it hadn't, what does he have to keep to himself anymore? They've said everything that needs to be said.

His kisses slow as Alhaitham nestles close to Kaveh's side, one arm slung across the other's middle, almost protective, almost possessive. ]

Oh? I figured as much. They've been in love with each other since our time at the Akademiya.

[ Neither of them to him this. He just knows these things. ]

( Oh, hell yeah. He loves that hand on his waist. Approvingly, he nestles closer, but dips back his head in surprise. Ever dramatic, even in the afterglow. )

... How did you know that?!

[ It's surreal, for this to just feel so...normal and natural, but that just goes to show how it was a long time coming, doesn't it? ]

Isn't it obvious? [ A beat. ] You really couldn't tell? Never noticed their stolen glances?

[ Then again, Kaveh never noticed his own, so... ]

( Kaveh holds his face in thought. Huh! How the hell did Alhaitham notice those glances between Tighnari and Cyno, but he didn't? )

I ... I'm not sure I did! I was often only ever paying attention to how entertaining it is when Tighnari gives Cyno a disapproving look following one of his dreadful puns.

Perhaps my romantic lens needs adjusting ... ( Since, you know, he never would've guessed in a million years that Alhaitham loved him back. Speaking of - he nestles closer to him, and gives him a kiss. ) Sometimes the most intense love isn't the most obvious. ( ... And he kisses him again. ) Although it's much more obvious now, I'd wager. ( Why, yes! He is talking about their love. )

[ Ah, yes, it’s time to be sappy again…not that Alhaitham seems too horribly put out at the prospect, especially when it comes paired with those nice, warm kisses. He accepts them greedily, savoring the taste of Kaveh’s mouth after so long of denying himself the opportunity to kiss it. ]

I would hope so, after telling you outright I’m in love with you.

[ He teases, his hand lifting to draw aimless patterns over Kaveh’s back and shoulder blades, his bare skin still warm and tacky with sweat. ]

Or do you mean looking back? Are you trying to say I’ve been obvious all along?

( This guy...! Although Kaveh's facial expression wrinkles into a frown, he doesn't bend away from that contact to his back. He welcomes it. )

Obvious? You?! There's no way I would've had an inkling of a clue until today! This is still so surreal, like a dream, it ... mmm.

( There's a shift in his tone here while his voice softens. The blonde man dips his head down, almost in a gesture of shame, while balling one of his hands into a fist. )

... In all honesty, if there's anything I can reflect on, it's why I treated you the way I did in the past. I loved you, I didn't know how to love you, and when we arrived here ... I got scared.

( The argument they had about the intimate squares on Alhaitham's bingo card? Where Kaveh had a completely Normal Reaction to the prospect of Alhaitham getting intimate with someone else? Yeah. ) When I saw the tasks assigned to you by the Goddess ... the thought of you doing them with anyone near killed me inside. ( The argument definitely showed that. )

I realised after my fit of anger that I had some feelings I needed to unpack. I knew I loved you, I never imagined you'd feel the same, and the thought of you pursuing another ... ( His voice hitches - the thought floods him with a sadness so intense that it takes his breath away. )

... Is what caused me to lash out so strongly.

( autumn catch-all! )

light of the kshahrewar. ( kaveh )

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