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It's during one of their evening gatherings in Lambad's tavern that Cyno asks.
"So, are you still not dating anyone?"
Kaveh grabs his cup of wine, immediately drinking a fair bit of it.
"Take that as a no," Tighnari offers with a shake of his head.
After Kaveh wipes the corner of his lips, he glances at Alhaitham who's chuckling softly.
"Don't you start laughing at me too --- it's partially your fault none of my dates work out!" Kaveh exclaims, falling back against the booth with a pout.
"I do nothing but exist in the space that I own," Alhaitham shrugs.
"Yeah right, any time I try to bring someone home for dinner or a glass of wine, you always somehow magically end up in the living room reading and refuse to leave -- or in the kitchen suddenly deciding that you want to cook a four-course meal!"
"You bring people home at the worst moments, and not only that, you could do either of those things in a public place like this very tavern. Adding home into the equation is entirely unnecessary," Alhaitham offers in response, which merely works up Kaveh more.
It's now that they're ramping up to one of their full-blown bouts of banter. Both Cyno and Tighnari sigh and grab the pitcher to refill their own glasses with more wine.
"-- tell me something, when's the last time you dated anyone then?!" Kaveh hisses with a glare.
"I don't keep track, besides I don't need pointless distractions like that to feel fulfilled," Alhaitham states quite calmly in comparison.
Kaveh hates it though. He hates how Alhaitham never gets worked up in these moments.
Which is what causes Kaveh to jump to an irrational idea.
"Fine then, since everything is basically a 'pointless distraction' to you how about this -- we tease each other mercilessly for as long as possible until one of us breaks."
Seeing as the conversation is suddenly taking a very strange turn, Cyno and Tighnari lean forward a bit more in their seats.
"Wait, hold on, tease how?" Tighnari asks, clearly trying to understand the terms.
"Tease as in, you know..." Kaveh says with an extravagant wave of his hands, his cheeks darkening.
Purposefully riling each other up as an Alpha and Omega, it couldn't possibly end well, but these two have always been messy anyways so it somehow seems fitting in the same instance.
"Oh - well I mean, that would certainly be interesting," Cyno laughs into his cup, looking to Alhaitham for a reaction.
Kaveh is now too, and it doesn't take Alhaitham very long to fine-tune the details.
They decide that pretty much nothing is off the table. The determining factor for who loses is based on whoever either completely admits defeat or moans the other's name which in essence would still be the same as admitting defeat.
"What does the winner get?" Alhaitham asks, still seeming as unfazed as ever.
"Erm well," Kaveh scratches his cheek, nervously coming up with something. Initially his tipsy mind wants to say something erring on filthy, instead he settles on something simple. "The winner doesn't have to do any chores for a month."
"Does that include cooking?" Alhaitham asks, tapping his fingers on the table.
"Obviously," Kaveh huffs, looking at him expectantly. "So?"
"If it'll get this conversation topic to end any faster, then sure," Alhaitham agrees, finally managing to polish off the last of his wine.
Kaveh underestimated how quickly things would escalate.
Of course he'd been keenly aware that it would end up like this, but he hadn't expected it within mere days.
At first things had been less intense. They were still things that could be written off as a random act of normalcy.
Whether it was Alhaitham walking around the house without his shirt on or doing his workouts in the living room, Kaveh would respond in kind by also wearing less around the home, sometimes only tugging on an over-sized shirt, purposefully making sure it was one of Alhaitham's.
That simply allowed for Alhaitham to take things a step further. The 'touches' started from that point onward.
Touches of course that would leave Kaveh undeniably turned on, having to control himself from submitting too freely to Alhaitham as an Alpha.
Besides that, Kaveh also had to push down the depth of his feelings, reminding himself that this was simply a bet and nothing more. Alhaitham would never seriously want him as a mate anyways, right?
...Right?
Kaveh knocks on the doorframe to Alhaitham's room, holding his cape in-hand.
"Can you help me with this?" He asks so simply, so innocently.
Alhaitham knows better by now though.
"Yeah come here," He's just finished getting dressed himself. As he takes the cape from Kaveh, he drapes it over Kaveh's shoulders, taking his time in doing so.
Once he does, Kaveh realizes what Alhaitham is really up to.
Alhaitham purposefully takes his time, tracing his fingers over the fabric to smooth it out, and gradually letting his wrists run along Kaveh's neck. The moment he grazes on Kaveh's scent gland, Kaveh has to bite back what would've been a whimper.
"All done?" Kaveh asks, reiging himself in from sounding anything but normal.
"Mhm," After sparing a momentary glance at Kaveh, he's moving over towards his dresser to grab a book. "See you later."
Not expecting to both teased and then rebuffed just as quickly, Kaveh huffs and starts plotting his revenge.
Later in the afternoon, Kaveh comes across Alhaitham in the House of Daena.
He's clearly tuning out the world as usual with his headphones on, scouring the shelves for a book while killing time between scheduled meetings that day.
Kaveh approaches without announcing himself, stepping up to Alhaitham and purposefully sliding into the space in front of him. It leaves him just enough room to appear as if he's looking for a specific book on the shelf while also being close enough to graze his body along Alhaitham's own.
For Alhaitham, his immediate first thought is that clearly this is a planned interruption.
His immediate second thought is how Kaveh doesn't carry his scent anymore.
What's worse is when Kaveh stands on his tip-toes, reaching up for a book higher on the shelf, and utterly failing to reach it so he stumbles back right against Alhaitham's broad frame.
"Oh sorry about that, I thought I could reach this on my own," Kaveh feigns being flustered (although he still is given how his heart skips a beat). He doubles down by lingering in that position, subtly moving his ass to rub it over Alhaitham's crotch.
It's such a calculated move that Alhaitham is quick to respond in kind by gripping on Kaveh's hips, forcing him to remain rooted in place so that he can grind against his ass.
Kaveh's breath catches. A true blush darkens his cheeks now.
"You could've just asked for my help," Alhaitham insists, a peculiar look reflected in teal eyes.
When Kaveh chances a glance over his shoulder, he notices that look as well, and it's enough to have him second-guessing the teasing to begin with.
But remembering the stack of mounting chores that await him as well as having to endure the concept of losing to Alhaitham is enough to reaffirm Kaveh's resolve. He'd never hear the end of it.
"You're always in your own little world with your headphones on though," Kaveh explains, leaning back even more in order to lightly tug on the cord of said headphones. "Far be it from me to get between you two."
Alhaitham's grip on his waist tightens for a split-second. It doesn't go unnoticed.
"Well you've already gotten your way anyways," Alhaitham mutters, tilting his head in closer to ensure his words are felt in a warm breath against Kaveh's neck. "Which book do you need?"
Kaveh shivers, feeling how Alhaitham manages to tease back once more by being so close to his scent gland. He also can't suppress the way a subtle purr escapes, his heart thrumming because there's no doubt Alhaitham would've heard it.
Once Kaveh manages to choose a random book from the shelf, one that he knows very well is there given he's spent countless hours in the House of Daena over the years, he watches as Alhaitham effortlessly reaches up to grab it and place it in his hands.
"Thanks," Kaveh says, shifting back to have his body melded to Alhaitham's fully for a moment longer. "I should get going."
As he steps away, Kaveh keeps his head turned as his cheeks are flushed. In doing so, he misses how Alhaitham has to readjust his sash to hide how much Kaveh did indeed affect him.
No less than 48 hours after the incident in the House of Daena, things amplified further.
They'd just gotten home from a night of drinking at Lambad's, both of them being overly handsy and purposefully trying to rile each other up the entire time.
In doing so, they'd consumed more drinks than usual, and at some point one thing led to another during their walk back home. First with their usual bickering, but that underlying tension showed itself more given their lowered inhibitions.
Second was when Kaveh kept up that game of their constant touching by grabbing Alhaitham's hand, and the wine made him bolder while doing so. Of course, Alhaitham would respond in his own ways that didn't seem as bold from the surface, but they were definitely calculated to have an effect over time.
His fingers might casually touch along Kaveh's lobe, dragging down to his neck. Sometimes he would grab onto Kaveh's waist throughout the night, including as they walked home, saying how Kaveh's swaying more than usual and he's just helping him keep his balance.
But when they actually managed to finally make it to the doorstep of their home, Kaveh fumbled for his house key, leaving himself wide open for Alhaitham to make an unexpected move.
"Are you sure you didn't lose your key again?" Alhaitham asks, leaning his head in close to Kaveh's neck much like the other day in the library.
This time though Alhaitham takes it further by grazing his lips on Kaveh's skin, a faint kiss left in the wake of that suggestive movement.
When they stumble into the living room, Alhaitham finds himself falling back onto the couch with Kaveh sprawled on his lap.
"You have n-no effect on me -- at all." Kaveh attempts to keep some semblance of control, yet he's faltering from Alhaitham's lips pressing to his neck and up along his ear.
"And you have none on me." Alhaitham replies, not backing down in the slightest.
Kaveh’s insistence on Alhaitham having no affect on him is undermined the moment Alhaitham grabs his ass. The touch is startling enough to have Kaveh barely biting back a gasp before Alhaitham takes it a step further by ceasing his teasing kisses on Kaveh’s skin and instead claiming his lips in a rough kiss.
There’s a faint remembrance in Kaveh’s mind of why they’re even doing any of this. It’s all for the bet.
Yet these kisses laced with the sweetness of wine have Kaveh shivering and clutching into silver locks as Alhaitham forces them into a steady grind.
Each roll of their hips has Kaveh able to feel how Alhaitham’s cock is just as hard as his own. It has Kaveh panting over his lips, those kisses becoming messier, and when Alhaitham growls into one of them Kaveh becomes even more desperate.
“Just admit it,” Alhaitham says huskily, finding Kaveh’s gaze for a split-second.
“You first,” Kaveh replies, unable to restrain the way his words die off in a whine.
Neither of them relent.
Kaveh grinds down without any intent of stopping, and Alhaitham chases after that same feeling.
Within those final moments, they merely linger close together in heated half-kisses, Kaveh digging his nails into the back of Alhaitham’s neck as he’s soaked in his pants, merely adding to the mess the moment Alhaitham pulls him down to grind right against his ass hard, and it’s then that Kaveh barely catches himself from moaning Alhaitham’s name as he comes.
Kaveh’s left breathless, still letting Alhaitham guide him as he ruts against his ass until he tenses up, groaning over Kaveh’s lips, and Kaveh can feel every throb of Alhaitham’s cock as he purposefully comes right where he has no choice but to feel it.
There’s something primal that has Kaveh fighting off the temptation to offer himself further, but instead he untangles himself from Alhaitham’s grasp.
“I’m going to bed,” Kaveh says with a hint of finality.
“Mm g’night,” Alhaitham watches him, seeming nonchalant despite how his appearance differs.
Following their drunken escapades, the stakes merely were raised even higher.
Suppressants be damned. Kaveh hadn't touched them in over a week. He knew the consequences would eventually catch up to him, perhaps they already were with how he couldn't stop thinking about Alhaitham.
Now neither of them had any pretense in what they were trying to do, always attempting to break the other with even more intimate touches.
Those very same touches would often become a neck kiss, then a very real kiss, one that had them dropping everything to make-out in a darkened corridor or empty classroom.
And those make-outs would end up with them saying those very same remarks as a means of getting the other to admit their loss.
Although in moments like these when Kaveh finds himself unable to focus because Alhaitham keeps filling his thoughts, he begins to realize how the game is getting away from him.
He couldn’t make any progress on his blueprint that afternoon, having stared at it for hours, all because he kept remembering how Alhaitham last touched him.
How his hands felt on his hips and waist, eventually groping his ass while kissing him in a way Kaveh had never been kissed before. And every kiss they’ve had since the start of this ‘game’ has felt the very same way.
What’s worse is, Kaveh can tell the longer they keep this up, the more his body feels off.
Distinctly off in that, he’s probably building up to triggering his heat early.
There’s no doubt he can feel the traces of slick that form both at the thought of Alhaitham and especially in his presence. On top of all that, earlier that morning something happened at the Akademiya that offered proof of Alhaitham also being close to his rut.
Living together caused them to naturally carry one another’s scent; however, Kaveh’s own scent became much stronger over the past few days.
It’d been nearly enough to drown out Alhaitham’s scent, leaving just that enticing mix of peaches and lilies for others to catch in passing.
Of course Kaveh hadn’t initially realized this, and he’d innocently been making his rounds in his daily routine at the Akademiya. After offering assistance to one of the new instructors, he decided to also grab a few books from the House of Daena to drop off by their office, all in hopes of providing further guidance.
When he finished grabbing the three books in question and started heading to the instructor’s office on the second floor, Kaveh ended up being sidetracked by an old classmate of his, one who actually ended up teaching in Liyue.
At first the conversation was normal enough, a brief catch-up if anything.
“You know, I always regretted not asking you out,” He admitted.
Kaveh wasn’t sure why he felt oddly uneasy. If anything, the guy was more than decent-looking and at least someone Kaveh could have more conversations with. He wouldn’t be the worse person to date, especially if Kaveh was wanting to seriously settle down with an Alpha.
But Alhaitham immediately kept filling his thoughts then, and he found himself stumbling over his words.
“Oh really? I never would’ve guessed,” Kaveh smiled, a forced one at best.
“Yeah well if you’ve got some time tonight maybe I could take you out for a drink?” He smiled back, distinctly leaning in closer. “I don’t know your living situation, but I’ve got a room at the inn too if you need some help.”
There was a subtle trace of pheromones in the air then, and it suddenly dawned on Kaveh what was happening.
“That’s quite an offer?” Kaveh mumbled, flustered and feeling backed into a corner for a response.
“What kind of offer?”
Hearing a familiar voice had Kaveh’s attention instantly shifting to see Alhaitham approaching.
“Ah, you’re Alhaitham right?”
“Great observation,” Alhaitham replied rather bluntly.
“Yes erm you remember Alhaitham, he was once my Junior,” Kaveh laughed, trying to cover up his anxiousness.
“Yes, yes you’re all grown up,” The man replied, clearly sizing Alhaitham up.
There was a rising tension between the two Alphas, and Kaveh worried his lower lip in deliberation.
“Indeed. What were you offering my dear Senior then? I would like to know given we live together.”
“Oh wait, so you two are—?” The man began to form his own conclusion, the shock evident on his face.
Alhaitham stepped closer and the man immediately found himself stepping back, which put more distance between him and Kaveh.
“N-No! I mean we live together sure but…” Kaveh wasn’t even sure how to complete his sentence.
Alhaitham did it for him.
“We live together, and we have plans tonight,” After giving Kaveh an out, Alhaitham stared the other man down, almost as a means of intimidating him.
“Right, then maybe next time,” He said to Kaveh, turning to leave.
“Yeah sure, nice seeing you!” Kaveh responded quickly, embarrassment washing over him.
After they were left alone, that earlier tension still remained.
“I’ve got to drop these off really quick—” Kaveh started to say.
“I’ll help you.”
Alhaitham reached out to take two of the larger books, and soon they were continuing on their way to the office further down the winding hallway.
They didn’t quite make it there though.
There was a loud echo in the cast space as all three books fell onto the marble floor.
Alhaitham cupped Kaveh’s face, forcing him back against the wall as he kissed him. It’d been a kiss that somehow eclipsed any of the others he’d had with Alhaitham thus far.
Kaveh had submitted to it, clutching onto Alhaitham’s back as he allowed himself to be lifted and pinned in place with a rough grind of Alhaitham’s hips.
He’d held on then with his legs wrapped around his waist, letting Alhaitham rub their clothed cocks together with those kisses that made Kaveh feel like he was being claimed.
Every second of it seemed surreal, so much so that Kaveh couldn’t help remembering it hours later.
Now as he’s alone in his bedroom, Kaveh decides to quietly admit to himself how much Alhaitham has started to affect him. It’s enough that even though he already came once today because of Alhaitham, the need to do it again becomes overwhelming.
And it’s Alhaitham’s fault.
That’s how Kaveh ends up in his bed, fingering himself open, slick dripping down his hand and ruining the sheets.
Kaveh’s looming heat merely heightens the longer he touches himself and breathes in Alhaitham’s scent. He’s stolen so many pieces of Alhaitham’s clothing, subconsciously building up a nest.
He whines while losing himself in the heady scents of parchment and coffee, thoroughly intoxicated as more slick gushes down his fingers and his cock leaks more streaks of pre-cum across his belly.
“Nghh - ahh, H-Haitham--” Kaveh whimpers, almost to the point of being delirious.
In fact he’s so far gone that he doesn’t hear how someone enters the house.
Alhaitham had stepped inside, not even having to walk far to hear Kaveh even as he’s locked in his room.
He remained rooted in place the entire time too, listening to how Kaveh fucks himself open and every obscene sound that follows.
It’s not until Kaveh finally grabs on his aching cock that he looks up, seeing the shadow of someone standing at his door.
Kaveh simply becomes louder then, making sure he’s whining with such need to be knotted when he finally comes. There's a significant quiet that follows as Alhaitham's footsteps retreating from Kaveh's room are prominent to both of them.
Within the hour though, Alhaitham walks through the house once more to see how Kaveh's bedroom door is open again (probably on purpose).
Since Kaveh's showering in the bathroom, Alhaitham quietly steps into Kaveh’s room.
He immediately recognizes how Kaveh’s stolen numerous pieces of his clothing, a sight that is pleasing to him. The most valuable thing about it though is seeing one of his shirts still in Kaveh’s nest, and it’s covered with Kaveh’s slick.
Alhaitham is overcome with an urge he never thought he’d have. It’s strong enough to have him retreating to his bedroom with that specific shirt.
Once his bedroom door is safely closed, he crosses the room and leans back in his bed, loosening his pants to free his cock that’s been hard and covered with traces of pre-cum ever since he got home.
“Kaveh…” He mutters lowly, a groan following it as he doesn’t deny himself any longer.
Clutching onto the shirt, he practically wraps it around his cock, letting Kaveh’s slick lube up every inch as he starts to jerk himself off.
Once most of it has been rubbed off the shirt, Alhaitham presses it back near his face, inhaling that sweet scent while fisting over his cock, his pre-cum mixing with the slick in a way that just makes Alhaitham nearly insane with the need to bury inside of Kaveh’s soaked heat.
Too many things filter through his mind, all regarding Kaveh.
Simply recalling how he’d kissed and held him just that afternoon, how he sounded while moaning and as Alhaitham made him come again—
All of it is more than enough to have Alhaitham’s knot swelling, his balls tightening, and in seconds he’s coming over his fist in messy streaks. The smell of peaches and lilies flood through his senses.
He continues inhaling Kaveh’s scent as he rides out that feeling, imagining filling Kaveh with his knot and cum, marking him as his in every way possible.
Neither of them have moaned the other’s name yet in the times they’re together, just for the simple fact that whoever does it first will forfeit their little game.
It doesn’t stop them from pushing the boundaries though as they don’t fully fuck, they only do just enough to somehow leave each other more frustrated even after coming.
Like today, Kaveh got home to find Alhaitham lounging in his bed shirtless, and Kaveh didn't even hesitate in crawling into bed with him.
Now as he's fully naked, covered in a sheen of sweat, Kaveh ruts down over Alhaitham’s cock, letting it slide between his ass cheeks but never breaching inside his hole that's soaked with slick.
Kaveh's cock bounces and slaps against his belly, heavy trails of slick and pre-cum constantly dripping down his thighs and covering Alhaitham’s cock.
“How much longer — can you last?” Kaveh can’t even hide the way his voice breaks from need, a shiver racing through him as Alhaitham’s cock throbs against his skin.
“Longer than you,” Alhaitham says, reaffirming that fact as he grips Kaveh’s hips to tease between his ass cheeks, continuously dragging over the rim of his hole with those quick thrusts that never quite satisfy them.
"Prove it," Kaveh says rather breathlessly, knowing he's tempting Alhaitham to get what he wants.
Near the end Kaveh ends up shoved face-first into the sheets, blinking back tears as Alhaitham thrusts between his thighs that are squeezed together as they’re covered with a mix of cum from earlier and fresh slick.
Kaveh can feel how Alhaitham’s knot pops when it rubs beneath his own cock, his hole gushing more slick out as streaks of cum cover the sheets.
All Kaveh can think of is how he wants that cum inside of him, he wants it fucked into him, and even then he will still want more.
He wants everything from Alhaitham.
Every day starts to become a blur.
A blur of them waking up and somehow one of them ended up in the other's bed the night before. And somehow they end up in the kitchen going about such a domestic routine of making coffee and having breakfast together, finding ways to steal kisses and touches throughout all of that.
It's startling enough that...it almost doesn't feel like a game anymore. It feels natural and real.
Which is why they both keep gravitating to each other even outside of their home. They keep seeking the other out to remain as close as possible, only being apart in the rare times it's absolutely necessary.
Those rare times truly make it obvious that neither of them can stand other Alpha and Omegas vying for their attention anymore.
It’s what leads to Kaveh returning from the market one morning to find a wrapped gift awaiting him on the bed. Before he even opens it, he notices Alhaitham approach his doorway, clearly observing his reaction.
“I’m assuming this is from you?”
Alhaitham nods. “Open it.”
Kaveh carefully removes the red ribbon, setting it aside long with the lid. Upon parting the tissue paper and a layer of silk, he discovers that his gift is a butt plug.
His cheeks flush instantly at the sight of it, and his heart also races from an undeniable streak of anticipation.
Traces of slick can already be felt leaking from his hole as well.
This was purposefully done, and Kaveh receives further confirmation of that fact when he looks back at Alhaitham.
“So…is this you challenging me to put this in while you watch me—?”
“No, I want to put it in you myself,” Alhaitham crosses the short distance between them. “I specifically want to put it in you right before your lecture this afternoon.”
Kaveh traces his fingers on the plug, noticing the remote that lays next to it.
Before he can respond, Alhaitham approaches him from behind, his mouth lingering close to Kaveh’s neck since he's very aware it's one of his weaknesses.
“And yes, I will have the remote throughout every second of your lecture.”
“W-Well I was planning on getting there early so that I could look over a student’s notes…” Kaveh whispers, able to feel Alhaitham’s chest rumble from the warning growl he emits.
Heavier lines of slick drip from Kaveh’s hole because of it.
“Who?”
“Erfan, h-he asked me when I was recently at Lambad's if I would help look over his report before he submits it—“
There’s an impulsiveness to Alhaitham’s reaction yet also a possessiveness. Kaveh’s breath catches from Alhaitham gripping on his waist.
“Get on the bed.” Alhaitham says without the use of pheromones, wanting Kaveh to give consent in his own way with how far they’re about to take things.
Even still, Kaveh finds himself unable to resist releasing his own intoxicating scent of acceptance.
Slowly Kaveh crawls onto the bed, a startled sound pulled from him the moment Alhaitham follows after him and pushes Kaveh’s much smaller frame beneath him.
As Alhaitham reaches to undo Kaveh’s pants, a sudden question stops him short.
“Is this still part of the game?” Kaveh asks.
“Do you want it to be?” Alhaitham doesn't move any further, finding those carmine eyes so he can truly read Kaveh’s emotions.
“If it’s a game only meant for us, then yes,” Kaveh hadn’t intended to allude to such a confession, especially as a prelude to a heated moment.
Having Alhaitham be close to him in all the ways he had reconciled with forever denying himself made it impossible for Kaveh to avoid what his heart kept telling him though.
“You’re the only one I want to do these things with Kaveh,” Alhaitham gently runs a hand on Kaveh’s inner thigh, leaning in closer.
His skin is more than overheated, signaling that Kaveh is dangerously close to an induced heat.
Kaveh moves to touch Alhaitham in return, tracing his fingers over the sides of his face as he draws him down into a kiss.
He’s gasping softly and lifting his hips after that as Alhaitham continues to undress him, just enough to leave him bare with his cock and hole fully on display.
Alhaitham licks into Kaveh’s mouth to deepen the kiss as his fingers circle the rim of Kaveh’s hole that’s glistening with slick. He feels how more easily drips down his knuckles the moment Alhaitham slides two of his fingers inside.
They haven’t gone this far yet, but the second it happens Kaveh knows he’s never going to be the same.
Alhaitham’s touch becomes more insistent, his fingers plunging in deeper, harder, leaving Kaveh a shivering mess as he clenches around three fingers and then four.
He whines as Alhaitham growls with that same sense of want, breaking the kiss to instead lick down Kaveh’s neck, purposefully teasing at his scent gland again as he always does.
“I’m surprised you hadn’t figured it out sooner, why else do you think I find ways to ruin every date you brought to our home?” Alhaitham curls his fingers in deep, hitting Kaveh’s prostate each time as his teeth graze over Kaveh’s neck. “And I have a feeling you couldn’t stop yourself from talking about me even when you went out somewhere else, right?”
Every purposeful touch Alhaitham makes has Kaveh shuddering, digging his into Alhaitham’s back as if to plead for it to never stop.
“Y-Yes, I couldn’t help it, there’s no one else like you,” Kaveh’s gushing more slick on Alhaitham’s hand, the sounds becoming all the more obscene.
He pushes down over Alhaitham’s fingers, able to feel the outline of Alhaitham’s hard cock rutting on his thigh, and it has Kaveh overwhelmed with that need to be fucked and bred by his Alpha.
Alhaitham grabs the plug with his free hand, kissing his way back to Kaveh’s lips.
“Then how about this…I’ll fuck you until you’re full of my knot and cum after your lecture…” Alhaitham slowly withdraws his fingers, easily filling Kaveh’s needy hole with the plug instead. “…and I will bite you so that people will know you’re mine even as you walk home full of my cum.”
Kaveh whines so pathetically, desperate for it. He feels how the plug fits inside of him, yet he craves Alhaitham’s cock, needs to feel his knot spreading him open as he’s marked.
“I want you now, fuck Haitham please—” Kaveh’s growing delirious, his heat settling in and starting to inhibit his senses.
“Soon,” Alhaitham reassures him by dragging his slick-coated fingers up the length of Kaveh’s neglected cock. “I know you can last a little bit longer.”
Gradually Alhaitham pulls away completely, giving Kaveh some time to adjust and settle down from that sudden rush of everything cascading down on them.
Alhaitham stays seated on the side of the bed, doing his best to also control himself and find enough restraint to keep himself appearing as collected as possible.
“Ugh you would do this on purpose before I have to personally meet with someone first…”
Kaveh manages to steady his breathing, sitting up as he sees what a mess he is with slick and pre-cum covering his chest and thighs. He slowly shifts off the bed to head to the connected bathroom, doing his best to clean up and redress himself.
“If I were to meet with another Omega right now, no matter the circumstance, wouldn’t you do the very same thing?”
There’s a moment of silence before Kaveh emerges from the bathroom, looking more composed than before but his cheeks are still flushed and the sweet scent he naturally carries is somewhat stronger due to his heat.
He grabs a suppressant off the nightstand, hoping it’ll be enough to lower the intensity of his scent to everyone else. Before putting it on though, he moves closer to Alhaitham, leaning in when he feels Alhaitham wrap his arms around his waist.
“If you met with another Omega right now I would be one step away from committing a felony.”
“Mmm you’re always so cute when you’re feisty,” Alhaitham’s comment has Kaveh blushing.
“Is that why you teased me so much, even before all of this?”
“Absolutely.” Alhaitham chuckles as Kaveh leans in to kiss him.
Kaveh’s short meeting with Erfan is only the beginning of a long, torturous hour.
Of course Alhaitham gave him a modicum of privacy while he met with the young man. Despite not being in the same room, he lingered just around the corner sitting in one of the fancy, leather chairs leisurely reading a book.
Well, reading and also toying with the remote from time to time.
"So first off, I really like your opening. Reading through the core of your paper though, I thought there were a couple different ways we might try to highlight your idea a bit more precisely..." Kaveh has a pen in-hand, carefully underlining segments. "I almost wonder if you can--"
A sudden jolt surges up his spine, and he clutches the pen tightly. Kaveh nearly lets a gasp slip free, although he catches himself and manages to cover it up with a quick cough.
"Apologies, ahem the pollen has been bad lately s-so much allergies are acting up," He explains, still able to feel the subtle vibrations lingering.
They aren't as intense as the initial one at least, so he manages to distract himself by continuing to add his notes on the side of the page.
"Depending on when you have your final draft prepared, I can try to look over it once more for y-you ahh - a-ahem --!"
Another sharp streak of pleasure causes Kaveh to nearly choke on an inelegant gasp, his body tensing. He can see the worry that crosses Erfan's features too.
"Are you sure you're okay?" He asks, lightly touching Kaveh's shoulder.
Kaveh's hot all over. The heat that he's already barely suppressing is getting worse by the second, especially because he knows he's going to have Alhaitham inside of him soon enough.
Erfran must notice it too, or at least has an inkling.
"I'm fine, just t-this might actually be a minor sinus infection," Kaveh plays off his excuse more, swallowing thickly as his cock twitches in his pants.
He knows his cape will only hide the slick that's trickling past the plug and out of his hole for so long.
"Seems pretty serious to me. Maybe you should go home and rest?"
"This is my only lecture for the day," Another harsh vibration has Kaveh stumbling over his words, "s-so--! I should b-be fine!"
There's an awkward silence as Erfan just nods and slides his paper with Kaveh's notes back into his bag. "Right well, I've gotta head to the bar to prep for tonight. I'll see ya later, thanks for your help on this." He offers a smile and waves while leaving the lecture hall.
When Kaveh's alone for the brief few minutes before students are set to arrive, he finds himself gripping the edge of the desk again and exhaling a series of shuddering breaths. Even some moans intermingle within them.
He's so focused on trying to calm down and not come in his pants that he doesn't hear how Alhaitham quietly enters the room.
"You're looking quite unwell," Alhaitham comments in his approach.
Kaveh looks past his messy bangs to reveal how flushed his face already is.
"And you're looking quite pleased with yourself," He replies, sounding breathless.
Alhaitham can't even hide his amusement, a smirk tugging on his lips. The remote is still securely in his pocket, although he's given Kaveh a momentary reprieve by turning the plug off completely.
"Maybe a little," With that agreement, Alhaitham walks over to where Kaveh's slouched over the front of the desk.
“First you were possessive, but now I’m starting to think you’re getting off on this,” Kaveh’s breaths remain uneven as he watches Alhaitham take a seat at the very end of the front row.
“Guess you’ll have to wait and see,” Alhaitham responds with his usual snark, and Kaveh wishes he had canceled his lecture.
Slowly students start to enter the lecture hall, taking to their normal seats.
There’s some extra chatter since some notice Alhaitham is sitting in the lecture, and most students and faculty alike know that Alhaitham never goes out of his way to do much besides his Scribe work.
“Hello please take your seats so we can get started,” Kaveh walks behind his desk and over to the podium, thankful that he at least has that to hide his growing problem.
Interestingly enough, Kaveh begins his lecture without much teasing from Alhaitham.
In fact, he easily starts to fall into that false sense of security, not even realizing he’s doing it until the vibrations suddenly ramp up.
Kaveh nearly squeaks as he reaches out to grip on the edge of the podium, keeping his face turned towards the screen where his presentation is being projected.
“A-And this type of design is one that is more c-cumbersome,” There’s such intense pressure against his prostate then, and it’s not lost on Kaveh how his choice of words caused it. “—but I, ahh, I would r-recommend it.”
Kaveh’s visibly sweating now, his cheeks flushed, and it takes everything in him to remain focused. So much slick is dripping down his inner thighs, and his cock is utterly aching.
He glances at Alhaitham from the corner of his eye, seeing the way those teal eyes have darkened in a way that makes him shudder.
The longer the lecture drags on, the more Kaveh ends up operating on auto-pilot.
Thank the Archons he’s done this lecture hundreds of times because all he can think about is having Alhaitham bend him over his desk and fuck him senseless.
And Alhaitham seems to be wrapped up in that same line of thinking. Kaveh has to bite back undignified noises towards the end of his lecture given how relentlessly the plug vibrates along his inner walls.
“That’s all for today—!” Kaveh exclaims a little too loud, able to feel how much slick gushes out of his hole to soak through his pants just at the sheer thought of finally getting what he wants — no what he needs.
Alhaitham remains seated as the students gradually leave the room. He lessens the intensity of the vibrations, his own cock aching from after mercilessly teasing Kaveh for this long.
“I’m surprised at how well you kept your composure,” Alhaitham backs Kaveh up to the desk, running his hands onto his hips, “especially because I know your hole is probably soaking wet by now.”
“And whose fault is that?” Kaveh says, shifting to sit on the desk as Alhaitham seemingly wants him to.
“Whoever it is, they must be hopelessly in love with you,” Alhaitham presses his forehead to Kaveh’s own, staring intently at him.
“That’s good because I love them too,” Kaveh whispers, feeling how Alhaitham’s hands run down to the top of his thighs.
Alhaitham tilts his head in to kiss Kaveh deeply, getting the first taste of him and still wanting more. He hastily undoes Kaveh’s pants, and Kaveh whimpers into those heated kisses.
The moment his pants are shoved aside, Alhaitham breaks the kiss, and gives into that base instinct.
“And you know, I don’t think I will ever stop feeling possessive over you,” Alhaitham mutters, his lips trailing a path along Kaveh’s inner thigh. His tongue then slowly licks away each trace of slick and nips dark marks in their place.
Kaveh squirms and exhales breathy whines at the feeling, his hole twitching around the plug as he knows how close Alhaitham is to giving him attention he so desperately needs.
“Don’t stop then,” He whimpers, his cock leaking fresh lines of pre-cum the second Alhaitham finally starts to slide the plug out of his hole.
Once it’s set aside, Alhaitham stares at how Kaveh’s hole is gaping, slick leaking past the rim and onto the desk as if it’s more than ready to be filled and marked by him.
“I might just spoil you like this every day,” Alhaitham says lowly, his cock throbbing the second he drags his thumbs along Kaveh’s hole to see how much wider it gapes. He then slides his tongue inside, instantly addicted to how intoxicating every part of Kaveh is to him.
Kaveh chokes on a whine, fisting tightly into silver locks as he pushes Alhaitham’s head closer to his hole, desperate to have his tongue press in deeper.
Alhaitham growls at Kaveh’s insistence, dragging his tongue along Kaveh’s inner walls to lap up every drop of his slick. He feels how Kaveh’s hole clenches around his tongue with more slick given to him, and Alhaitham gropes onto his ass harder.
“A-Archons that’s— ahh it’s so good, fuck—” Kaveh gasps, grinding down on Alhaitham’s eager tongue, feeling how he moans more from how sweet Kaveh tastes. “Haitham please—!”
The broken plea that escapes him merely causes Alhaitham to slide his fingers inside with his tongue dragging over the rim.
He feels more slick dripping down his lips and chin the second Kaveh thrusts intently against his mouth and fingers, those fingers in his hair forcing Alhaitham’s tongue to taste how Kaveh suddenly comes just for him.
Alhaitham runs his tongue up and down between Kaveh’s ass cheeks, gathering every line of slick to greedily savor it, and still slipping his tongue back inside his hole for more.
Those hot sensations rake through Kaveh, leaving him a gasping, writhing mess, and utterly delirious for Alhaitham. His cock is still flushed red and aching even as his chest and belly are covered in streaks of cum.
“Fuck me, please Haitham, I need your knot,” Kaveh babbles as he hears Alhaitham freeing his cock, and within seconds he’s sobbing from having that thick cock finally carve a space inside of him for the first time.
After teasing each other for weeks on end, Kaveh is incapable of being anything but shameless as Alhaitham fucks him open, each smack of their hips meeting more delicious than the last.
“I told you that you’re not leaving here without it,” Alhaitham grits out, the thick head of his cock ramming over Kaveh’s sweet spot, and he’s coming just from that alone.
Feeling how much hotter and wetter Kaveh becomes around him makes Alhaitham even more unrestrained in both his thrusts and his words.
“You drive me insane Kaveh, your hole is just as slutty and desperate as you are for my knot,” Alhaitham mutters with a groan.
“Yes — y-yes fill me up,” Kaveh stares up at Alhaitham through that haze, his heat further ruining him as nothing but broken moans are fucked out of him. “Mark me, Alpha please—”
That possessive need to mark Kaveh keeps repeating in his mind, and Alhaitham ruts roughly into Kaveh’s soaked hole, intent on having it covered with his cum.
Those obscene slaps become even louder the moment Alhaitham wraps a hand around Kaveh’s wet cock, and a single stoke is enough to have Kaveh throwing his head back and coming all over himself again.
“You’re so beautiful, but you’ll be even more beautiful with my mark,” Alhaitham says roughly, his knot swelling and spreading Kaveh open even more.
Kaveh whines at the initial feeling of it, streaks of intense need causing him to beg incessantly for what only Alhaitham can give him.
“I-I want it, ahh please, please Haitham,” He’s dragging his nails along the desk, his spent cock still in Alhaitham’s grasp, but fuck just having Alhaitham knot and fill him up might be all it takes to ruin him again.
Alhaitham’s gaze becomes wild, and he shoves in deeply as his knot pops, filling Kaveh’s hole with thick spurts of hot cum.
Kaveh comes on Alhaitham’s cock for a second time, and he hears how Alhaitham groans because of it.
There’s a trail of kisses that are pressed over his neck after that, leading up to his scent gland, and Alhaitham bites down hard without hesitation.
As Kaveh whines from having that primal need sated, he gently pushes a hand into Alhaitham’s hair. Alhaitham carefully licks and kisses the mark afterward, leaning in to also find Kaveh’s lips for a kiss.
“I love you,” Kaveh whispers, nuzzling along Alhaitham’s cheek. He then seeks out Alhaitham’s scent gland to mark him in return.
Kaveh lavishes the bite mark with kisses as well, finding Alhaitham’s gaze once he’s done so.
“I love you too,” Alhaitham says, too preoccupied kissing Kaveh again for what feels like hours to even think of moving.
“Mm question, how are we supposed to get home like this…?” Kaveh asks, knowing full well that their clothes are absolutely filthy.
“Luckily I planned ahead, so I brought spare outfits in my bag.”
“Of course you did,” Kaveh says with a playful sigh.
“Make no mistake though, I plan on claiming you again the second we’re home,” Alhaitham’s stare becomes something intense again.
Kaveh shivers and pulls Alhaitham in for another kiss.
A week later…..
“So what happened to you two? I think that’s the first time ever that you’ve both bailed on our weekly hang-out,” Cyno asks, noticing how Kaveh’s cheeks darken.
“Well you see…” Kaveh starts, nervously fiddling with the hem of his shirt.
“We’re together now,” Alhaitham states without any issue.
“That’s! I mean yeah,” Kaveh blushes even harder.
“Oh? So much for that bet huh,” Tighnari snickers into his drink.
Kaveh glares. “We did still go through with that!”
“Then who won?” Cyno asks.
“We both won,” Alhaitham replies, finding Kaveh’s hand beneath the table.
“For the record, we both called you getting together like all the way back in high school,” Tighnari comments before congratulating his friends on the most roundabout way of discovering their mutual feelings for one another.
Nothing has ever been simple for Alhaitham and Kaveh after all.