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Kaveh trudged through the door, locking it behind him before beelining to the hallway leading to the kitchen. He then promptly pulled out a glass from the cabinet, filling it with water and hastily gulping it down before refilling it once more.
“With all that water you’re drinking, I assume you must’ve talked a lot during your session?” Alhaitham asked as he stepped into the kitchen, taking his place at the end of the kitchen counter as he continued reading his book.
“You guessed it,” Kaveh sighed. “Doctor Kimiya asked me way more questions than usual, and she had even begun probing into my childhood.”
“Well, discussing the matters of your life is the point of therapy, after all.”
“I know, I know. It’s just… a little tiring, I suppose.”
“That is to be expected. I can imagine your sessions would take a bit of an emotional toll on you.”
“Right again.” Kaveh chuckled in response.
It had been around nine months since Kaveh made the conscious decision to turn his life around and take a step towards bettering his mental health. During this time, Kaveh liked to think that his well-being had significantly improved. Which it did, by a lot, thanks to Alhaitham finally convincing him that people truly did care for him (Alhaitham included, most especially). That and also thanks to Kaveh’s weekly therapy sessions.
“That aside, I should probably get started on dinner.” Kaveh said before putting his glass of water aside. But before he could move to begin preparing, Alhaitham quickly intervened.
“I thought we had agreed that I’d be the one to prepare dinner on Fridays, since it’s the day you have your therapy sessions and you often come home feeling worn out. Like today.”
“But I also thought we agreed on alternating between who cooks dinner. You cooked yesterday, so now it’s my turn.” Kaveh retorted.
“Fine. How about this; I’ll cook dinner today and you can cook dinner for the next two nights. Deal?”
“Ugh. Whatever.” Kaveh said as he rolled his eyes, taking a seat at the kitchen counter near where Alhaitham stood.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” Alhaitham chuckled. “Oh, and Kaveh, one more thing.”
“Hm? What is it?” Kaveh asked.
“You haven’t kissed me today yet.”
At Alhaitham’s sudden request for intimacy, Kaveh felt a certain fondness in his heart begin to swell. As the two had begun and progressed on the journey that was their romantic relationship (which started the same time Kaveh decided to take a step towards bettering his mental health nine months ago), Kaveh soon learned that Alhaitham was—very surprisingly—quite a needy person when it came to affection.
“Then come over here yourself. I’ve just made myself comfortable in my seat, y’know.”
“So you won’t get out of your seat to come kiss me? Is my love not worth the extra step?” Alhaitham joked, speaking the over-dramatised words with a monotonous tone.
“Oh, stop it, you.” Kaveh huffed before shuffling so that he could get out of his seat.
“I was joking. Stay there.” Alhaitham said before Kaveh could move. He placed his book down, slotting the bookmark in between the pages, and walked behind where Kaveh sat so that he could wrap his arms around Kaveh’s torso and bury his head in the crevice between Kaveh’s neck and shoulder. Kaveh sighed as Alhaitham encompassed his body with his own, the sensation of Alhaitham’s warmth coursing through his veins. Kaveh then heard Alhaitham take in a deep breath as he nestled his head closer.
“You smell so good.” Alhaitham commented, and Kaveh felt his heart stutter.
“I still haven’t given you a kiss yet,” Kaveh chuckled. “C’mere.”
Alhaitham slowly unwrapped his arms from Kaveh’s torso and Kaveh adjusted his sitting position so that he could face Alhaitham fully. From where Kaveh sat on the stool, the difference in height between them was but a few centimetres, and this allowed for Kaveh to grasp both his hands around the back of Alhaitham’s head and gently pull him in. Kaveh rested his forehead on Alhaitham’s and closed his eyes, letting himself cherish the pure love and adoration that they shared for each other.
“What happened to giving me a kiss?” Alhaitham said, and when Kaveh opened his eyes, he saw a furrowed-eyebrow Alhaitham — almost as if he were pouting.
“So impatient. I’m getting there.” Kaveh huffed before reaching upwards so that he could plant a kiss on top of Alhaitham’s forehead. Without pause, Kaveh then placed a kiss on Alhaitham’s cheek, and then another on the other cheek. Alhaitham’s face was warm, and Kaveh could swear he could feel Alhaitham’s heart beating deeply.
“Kaveh, if I am not mistaken, it appears to me that you seem to be kissing me everywhere but my lips. Care to explain?”
Woops. Seems like someone is getting grumpy.
“Alhaitham, Alhaitham, always straightforward and always wanting to get to the point.”
“Well, as much as I appreciate the kisses, I just want to feel my lips against yours already. Is that so bad?”
God. Alhaitham’s seriously going to be the death of me.
(By that, Kaveh means that Alhaitham will one day cause him to have heart failure.)
Kaveh sighed, a fake expression of frustration, and was quick to pull Alhaitham in and close the gap between them. Alhaitham did not hesitate to straddle himself on top of Kaveh, and he clumsily sat himself on top of Kaveh’s lap. At the sudden weight, Kaveh almost lost his balance, but he kept himself steady by letting his elbow rest on the kitchen counter behind him.
I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to a needy Alhaitham, Kaveh thought in amusement. Nope. I lied. I could definitely get used to this.
Their kisses were slow and tender as they let themselves melt into the touch of the other, their lips very gently crashing into each other akin to how a wave would crash itself onto the shore — encompassing it fully and wholeheartedly. Each surface of their body that was in contact with the other felt right, as if their bodies were destined to be reunited like this from the moment of their birth.
God, did Kaveh love Alhaitham.
And almost immediately after the thought, as if their minds were in sync, Alhaitham gently parted from their kiss and cupped a hand around Kaveh’s cheek as he gazed straight into his eyes. But Alhaitham wasn’t just looking at him, no. It felt as if Alhaitham were looking into the very depths of his soul — gazing with the intent to observe every beat of his heart. Alhaitham was seeing him fully.
“Kaveh. I love you.” Alhaitham murmured.
Kaveh felt his heart swell with an indescribable warmth and endearment that made him want to tear up from the intensity alone. Kaveh took the time to gaze back into Alhaitham’s eyes and take in every single detail of the man he loved dearly before responding.
“I love you too,” Kaveh said with a gentle tone. “Alhaitham, I love you so, so much.”
Kaveh felt his heart squeeze when he saw a subtle smile form on Alhaitham’s face in the shape of a slight upturn in the corner of his lips. Without warning, Alhaitham arched his back so that he could once again bury his face into the crevice of Kaveh’s neck.
“Can’t you slip your cape off already? I want to feel your skin, and this metal piece is in the way.” Alhaitham urged with an almost whiny tone (or, as whiny as Alhaitham’s voice could get, anyway). And as much as Kaveh wanted to continue letting themselves indulge in each other’s touch, it would soon be that his heart wasn’t the only thing that felt as if it were being squeezed, but his stomach, too. Being squeezed because of hunger, that is.
“Shouldn’t you get started on dinner?” Kaveh said, interrupting their intimate moment before they could forget about dinner entirely.
“But I’m satisfied enough being able to hold you like this.” Alhaitham responded in resistance, not wanting to pull himself away from Kaveh’s embrace.
“You’ll get plenty of cuddles afterwards. C’mon Alhaitham, I’m starving — and I’m sure you are, too.”
“Fine. Just give me thirty more minutes.”
“Alhaitham.”
“Ten minutes? Please?”
“Alright, alright,” Kaveh said, giving in. “I’ll give you ten more minutes.”
Though, in all honesty, Kaveh wanted to embrace Alhaitham like this for an hour more. The thing is, he wasn’t sure how much longer his body could hold up with Alhaitham putting his entire body weight on him like this.
Around two minutes into the imaginary ten minute timer in their heads, Alhaitham’s voice broke the comfortable silence that they had fallen into.
“Kaveh,” Alhaitham started, his voice gentle and languid.
“Yes?”
“…Never mind.”
“If you have something to say, then just say it.” Kaveh prompted.
“I’ve nothing to say.”
“Oh, come on — you’ve already made me curious, so you might as well finish what you were about to say.”
“No, really — I’ve got nothing to say.” Alhaitham assured.
“Then why say my name?” Kaveh questioned, his mind filled with confusion at Alhaitham’s strange behaviour.
“I just wanted to hear your voice.”
Kaveh felt his heart clench. God, where did a guy like Alhaitham of all people learn to act so cute? Well, it was strange to even describe Alhaitham in such a manner — but with the way Alhaitham was behaving, the description wasn’t far off the mark. Alhaitham made Kaveh’s heart clench in the same manner it would at the sight of a little desert fox — and both gave Kaveh the urge to scoop them up into his arms and squeeze them tight.
“You must be teasing me,” Alhaitham said after Kaveh remained silent for a second too long. “I tell you that I wanted to hear your voice, and then you respond by not saying a single word at all. How cruel of you.”
“You’re getting ahead of yourself,” Kaveh scoffed. “I just couldn’t help but stop to think about how adorable you were being. I can’t help it if I get lost in my thoughts.”
“Then don’t hold back your thoughts. I want to hear every single thought that passes through your mind.”
“Oh, god,” Kaveh shuddered. “I don’t think that’s something you would want.”
“I’m certain it is. I could listen to you talk all day and never get tired of it. And besides — after the countless times you’ve blabbered your mouth off while drunk, I think I’m already used to you speaking every single thought on your mind.”
“Please don’t remind me. I still remember some of the topics I’ve brought up while drunk, and…” Kaveh paused to let out a sigh. “It’s far too embarrassing for me to even think about.”
“I still remember that one time we had a sleepover at Tighnari’s place about a year ago,” Alhaitham started, a tone of amusement creeping into his voice. “Everyone agreed that it was time to sleep, and so the lights went out and it became silent as everyone started to drift off. And then suddenly, out of nowhere, you began rambling about how good you felt the night before when you mas—”
“Alhaitham!” Kaveh cried out, hitting at Alhaitham’s back. “God, don’t you dare remind me of that!”
Alhaitham chuckled in response — a subtle one, but it pulled at Kaveh’s heartstrings nonetheless.
“You probably don’t remember, but nobody said a word while you blabbered on. Everyone thought that the other had fallen asleep, but upon waking up, Cyno and Tighnari were quick to express their mortification once you weren’t around,” Alhaitham reminisced.
“That’s enough about that! I don’t want to think about the fact that Cyno and Tighnari had to bear witness to me talking about… about that!”
“But almost everyone mastur—”
“I know, and I don’t care — Cyno and Tighnari did not need to know about my private habits!”
“Alright then, I’ll stop talking about it. Even though it’s quite amusing riling you up like this.”
“Hmph. Your ten minutes are up, by the way — hurry up and start preparing dinner already!” Kaveh exclaimed.
“Fine.” Alhaitham responded and slowly lifted himself off of Kaveh’s lap. Kaveh found himself immediately missing the warmth of Alhaitham’s body, and was tempted to pull him in for another hug. But a low grumble from his stomach reminded him just why he was urging Alhaitham to get off of him in the first place.
“Sounds like someone’s hungry,” Alhaitham said with a subtle smile. “I’m guessing you’ll want something more filling for dinner? I think we should have all the ingredients for butter chicken.”
“Ooh, sounds good.” Kaveh responded, the thought of a hearty meal causing him to realise just how hungry he really was.
“Alright. Could you begin preparing the rice for me?” Alhaitham asked as he began moving around the kitchen and gathering all the ingredients and kitchenware he needed for their dinner.
“Will do.”
Now that their stomachs were satisfied, the two decided to spend their evening lounging around in the living room. The two had changed into more comfortable attire, with Kaveh wearing a plain white shirt and grey sweatpants while Alhaitham wore a dark grey shirt and black shorts.
For the time being, the two were very much content with simply cuddling on the divan. Kaveh had his back laid on top of a cushion in the corner of the divan as Alhaitham rested on his stomach on top of Kaveh — his head resting on Kaveh’s chest. With Alhaitham’s ear on top of Kaveh’s chest, he could hear every quiet thump from Kaveh’s heart below. Kaveh rested his arms on top of Alhaitham’s back to hold him close — not letting the warm weather keep them apart.
Times like these were the few moments where Alhaitham opted not to wear his earpieces, and Alhaitham basked in his contentment as he cherished the constant, rhythmic beating of Kaveh’s heart. The blood that surged through his veins was filled with a steady warmth, a warmth that comprised of the heat that transferred from Kaveh’s body and into his own along with the safety he felt in Kaveh’s embrace.
Kaveh felt like home.
No — Kaveh is his home.
Alhaitham couldn’t get enough.
Alhaitham adjusted his position so that he could lay with his back against Kaveh’s chest, and Alhaitham gently grabbed Kaveh’s arms to hold them in front of him and around his stomach. In turn, Kaveh tightened his hold around Alhaitham’s stomach, and he tenderly nestled his face in Alhaitham’s hair before resting his chin on top of Alhaitham’s head.
Through his relaxed haze, Alhaitham took note of Kaveh’s arms around his stomach, and recognised the familiar sight of scars that were littered in (mostly) neat lines across his arm. It had been a while since Kaveh’s last relapse — probably more than a month since — and Kaveh’s previous wounds had healed by now. As unpleasant as the thought of Kaveh bringing harm to his own body was, Alhaitham was immensely proud of the progress Kaveh had made.
Alhaitham placed his arms on top of Kaveh’s so that he could palm Kaveh’s hands in his own two. Alhaitham brushed one of his thumbs across Kaveh’s knuckles before pressing his fingertips in between Kaveh’s fingers as a silent prompt. Kaveh smiled and spread his fingers apart slightly, allowing for Alhaitham to intertwine his fingers with Kaveh’s own.
“Kaveh, I love you.” Alhaitham said, embracing the warmness that swept across his cheeks. It didn’t matter that Alhaitham knew Kaveh like he did the intricate symbols and runes he studied in his student days, and it didn’t matter that he knew Kaveh like one of his favourite books — having been read from cover to cover a thousand times over. It didn’t matter the length of both their friendship and romantic relationship, because no matter how familiar Alhaitham was with Kaveh, he could never escape the intimate vulnerability he felt after speaking such private words — words that would only fall on the ears of those he cherished most.
“I love you too, Alhaitham.”
And Alhaitham would never be able to hear those same words being spoken back without feeling his heart rate quicken against his will. It was a thrill Alhaitham was unfamiliar with — and sometimes it alarmed him — but he embraced it all the same. Alhaitham embraced it because he knew that his vulnerability was safe with Kaveh.
Alhaitham adjusted in his spot once again, temporarily pulling Kaveh’s arms off of his body so that he could sit while facing Kaveh directly — with each leg on either side of Kaveh’s legs and Alhaitham taking his place in Kaveh’s lap. Alhaitham promptly grabbed Kaveh’s arms, gently directing Kaveh to wrap his arms around his torso once again, before placing his own hands on top of Kaveh’s shoulders and leaning in for a needy kiss.
Kaveh sighed as a wave of calmness washed over his body and he was quick to reciprocate. Alhaitham felt Kaveh pull him closer before he noticed the touch of Kaveh’s hand reaching up and grasping at his cheek, cupping it in his hands. All Alhaitham’s mind could comprehend was the pure bliss of being encompassed by Kaveh’s loving touch, his mind taking great care to remember the sensation of Kaveh’s lips against his own.
As the two pulled away for a breath of air, Kaveh let out a quiet laugh.
“You seem more clingy than usual. What’s that about?” Kaveh chuckled as he brushed a thumb across Alhaitham’s cheek.
“There’s no reason for it. I just wanted to feel you close to me.” Alhaitham responded sincerely, leaning his head into Kaveh’s touch. “Well, I suppose I was thinking about how proud I am of you. You’ve accomplished many great feats, and you’ve done it all while simultaneously dealing with your mental health. You’ve come very far.”
Alhaitham gazed deep into Kaveh’s eyes, observing the view of him very carefully. Alhaitham observed as Kaveh smiled bittersweetly, his eyes staring right back. Alhaitham was not one to put much thought into aesthetics, but the crimson of Kaveh’s eyes was a colour he had fallen in love with.
(With jade green as a very close second.)
“It’s all thanks to you,” Kaveh said, not once averting his eyes.
“I was merely there to remind you that people care for you.”
“And that was more than enough.”
Kaveh leaned in and kissed Alhaitham once again, overwhelmed with the desire to slip his tongue into Alhaitham’s mouth. Alhaitham parted his lips, letting out a deep exhale at the feel of Kaveh’s tongue against his own. The two began to make out — their mouths moving with a gentle tenderness and a burning passion all the same. Despite sitting directly on top of Kaveh and in his lap, Alhaitham felt that the contact wasn’t enough. Alhaitham needed to be in contact with every surface of Kaveh’s skin.
Alhaitham moved one of his hands from Kaveh’s shoulder and slunk it under Kaveh’s shirt so that he could grasp at Kaveh’s waist. The mere warmth and softness of Kaveh’s skin against his fingertips sent what felt like shocks of electro through Alhaitham’s veins. Kaveh let out a quiet sigh and deepened their kisses, and Alhaitham yearned to hear more. Alhaitham slowly glided his hand upwards, brushing against Kaveh’s stomach and his chest before making contact with his nipple. At the sensation of Alhaitham’s finger against his nipple, Kaveh couldn’t help but let out a quiet whine. The sound sent electric shivers down Alhaitham’s spine, and Alhaitham was quick to realise his own arousal.
As they continued to make out, Alhaitham brushed his thumb against Kaveh’s nipple again before taking it in between his two fingers and giving it a gentle pinch. At this, Kaveh groaned into the kiss and subtly grinded his hips upwards. Alhaitham immediately felt Kaveh’s erection from beneath him, protruding against his ass. Alhaitham smirked in his mind and began rolling his hips, rubbing his ass against Kaveh’s now hardened dick. Kaveh whimpered as he followed in Alhaitham’s actions, placing both his hands around Alhaitham’s waist.
Kaveh broke the kiss off and dropped his head onto Alhaitham’s shoulder, his whimpers now much louder.
“Alhaitham,” Kaveh murmured, tightening his grip around Alhaitham’s waist to keep him in place. “Give me a moment.”
In the very little space between them, Kaveh managed to grab onto the hemline of his pants and tug them down slightly. Alhaitham took the hint and shuffled away from Kaveh slightly, helping Kaveh to tug his pants down to his knees. Before Kaveh could take his underwear off, Alhaitham swiftly moved his hand to do it for him. He gave one quick rub against Kaveh’s erection before slipping it out of his underwear. Alhaitham then moved to lay on his stomach, his elbows propping his upper-body up and his legs half off of the divan.
“Can I?” Alhaitham asked as he slowly wrapped both his hands around the base of Kaveh’s cock, looking upwards so that he could catch Kaveh’s eyes.
“Please,” Kaveh replied, his tone hazy with need.
Alhaitham looked back down at Kaveh’s cock as he held it in his hands, and he felt his own twitch against his will at the sight. They had done this many, many times, and yet, the sight of Kaveh presenting himself in such an intimate way made Alhaitham immensely aroused. Not wasting another second, Alhaitham leaned forward and kissed the tip of Kaveh’s cock. Despite the need to feel every surface of Kaveh’s body against his own, Alhaitham moved slowly — wanting to savour every moment. He then began leaving slow, little licks, groaning at both the taste of Kaveh’s skin and the scent of his musk — a scent that had no right to be as arousing as it was.
Not being able to hold himself back any longer, Alhaitham took Kaveh’s tip into his mouth — sucking the precum that was leaking from it. Alhaitham was spurred on even more upon hearing the quiet, pleasured sighs from Kaveh’s lips as he sucked at the tip of his cock, and Alhaitham sloppily swirled his tongue around it before continuing to suck. As he did so, he wrapped a hand around the rest of Kaveh’s cock and in one firm motion, he stroked it from the base of Kaveh’s cock and upwards just about where his mouth reached. Alhaitham revelled in the sounds of Kaveh’s breathy gasps and whimpers and he repeated the action — finding a rhythm as he stroked his hand across Kaveh’s cock while sucking at his tip. He felt Kaveh tangle a hand in his hair — the light tug sending sparks through his head.
Wanting to take in the view of Kaveh’s face, Alhaitham glanced up to look at him — not once stopping his sucking and stroking of Kaveh’s cock. Alhaitham felt yet another rush of blood through his dick when he took sight of the way Kaveh needily pinched and squeezed at his own nipples through his shirt, along with the strained and pleasured expression on his face. Immediately the two locked eyes and Kaveh couldn’t help but let out a moan as Alhaitham continued sucking and stroking his cock.
When the arousal became too much, Alhaitham began to subtly grind his clothed cock against the divan, and he let out a muffled moan at the pressure — the tip of Kaveh’s cock still stuffed in his mouth.
“Fuck, Alhaitham, I’m— I’m close,” Kaveh whimpered as his grip on Alhaitham’s hair tightened. Alhaitham earnestly continued his sucking and stroking as he grinded his own cock, chasing the waves of pleasure that washed over his body with each drag and press of his clothed cock against the divan. Alhaitham couldn’t help the whimpers and moans escape from the back of his throat, each sound being swallowed by Kaveh’s cock as it was stuffed in his mouth. The sound of Alhaitham’s arousing whimpers along with the vibrations it sent across Kaveh’s length caused him to let out a string of quiet swears as his brows furrowed in pleasure.
“Alhaitham, I’m gonna— I’m gonna come, I’m—” Kaveh moaned out, his words coming out in breathy gasps, “I’m coming, fuck—”
Kaveh threw his head back as his hips involuntarily thrusted upwards, causing his cock to be rammed deeper into Alhaitham’s mouth as he came. Alhaitham readily took Kaveh’s cum into his mouth, stopping his sucking but continuing to stroke down his length through the remainder of Kaveh’s orgasm. Alhaitham looked up at Kaveh who was already gazing down at him, and he looked into Kaveh’s eyes as he lifted his head off of Kaveh’s cock to present his cum filled mouth before swallowing.
“Archons, Alhaitham,” Kaveh murmured in between heavy breaths. Alhaitham felt a shiver go down his spine as Kaveh gently ruffled his hair, his body burning with lust. He even felt his heart stutter at the sight of Kaveh’s tender smile as he gazed lovingly into his eyes.
“Let me tend to you now,” Kaveh said, patting his lap. “C’mere.”
Alhaitham crawled back on top of the divan and sat in his previous position with both legs on either side of Kaveh’s lap, with Kaveh’s still hard dick in the space between them. Kaveh tugged at the hemline of Alhaitham’s shorts, urging him to pull them down. Alhaitham did so and removed them fully along with his underwear — pulling out his hard and leaking cock before discarding his clothes beside them.
“God, look at how hard you are,” Kaveh commented as he watched Alhaitham’s cock spring free from his underwear, not being able to stop himself from taking his length in his hands and rubbing his thumb along where Alhaitham’s precum leaked. With his other hand, Kaveh grasped at Alhaitham’s cheek and leaned in for a kiss, slipping his tongue in and tasting the remnants of his own cum in Alhaitham’s mouth. Alhaitham whimpered into the kiss as he felt Kaveh stroke his hand across his cock in slow but deliberate motions. Alhaitham’s hands found its way back under Kaveh’s shirt and on top of Kaveh’s tits once again, before taking both nipples in each pair of his fingers and giving them a gentle squeeze.
Kaveh let out a quiet moan against Alhaitham’s lips and hastily moved his hand so that he could take his own cock alongside Alhaitham’s, stroking both their lengths in his hands against each other. At the feeling of Kaveh’s length against his own, images of fantasies and past memories flashed through Alhaitham’s mind — every single one of them ending with Kaveh’s cock deep inside his ass, and Alhaitham let out a shaky sigh as another wave of heat coursed through his veins. Alhaitham let himself get lost in every little touch and feel, letting himself whimper quietly into their kiss as Kaveh stroked at his cock.
Through the pleasured haze, Alhaitham used his remaining cognitive abilities to pat down the divan in the space beside them, feeling out for his shorts so that he could grab a small bottle of lube from his pocket — not once pulling away from their making out. Once Alhaitham finally managed to catch a breath of air, he took the chance to pour the lube directly onto their cocks below, and Kaveh let out a subtle moan at the sudden feeling of the cold liquid against his length. Alhaitham took the chance to grasp at Kaveh’s length, giving it a few firm strokes before lifting himself up slightly — enough so that Kaveh’s tip lined up with his needy entrance.
“Can I?” Alhaitham pleaded, reaching down to grab Kaveh’s cock so that he could teasingly rub it against his hole. Before Kaveh could answer, Alhaitham eased the tip of his cock into his ass, and Alhaitham’s brows furrowed at the pure arousal that burned his body. He let out a quiet whimper at the sensation, and Kaveh was quick to grab Alhaitham’s waist and pull him downwards in response. Almost in sync, Kaveh let out a shaky sigh while Alhaitham let out a quiet, whiny moan at the suddenness of Kaveh’s cock reaching deep into his ass.
“Sorry,” Kaveh muttered, gazing into Alhaitham’s eyes. Alhaitham simply gave him a soft smile before leaning in and placing his lips on Kaveh’s as he began to roll his hips, not being able to get enough of Kaveh’s kisses — desperate to feel the warmth and softness of his mouth encompassing his own. When Alhaitham felt that he couldn’t move around as much, he broke their kiss off so that he could more effectively move his hips and his entrance around Kaveh’s cock. Relying on his balance of his hands on top of Kaveh’s shoulder’s, Alhaitham began to ride Kaveh’s cock — taking great care to lift his ass up slightly before dropping himself back down to take the entirety of Kaveh’s length into his hole. Alhaitham repeated the motion and it soon became a rhythm as the obscene sound of skin slapping and pleasured moans filled the living room.
Alhaitham relished in the feeling of Kaveh filling his entrance, his breaths becoming more laboured and noisy with every stroke — and even more so at the deeply arousing sound of Kaveh’s moans and whimpers. At one point, Kaveh had taken his hands off of Alhaitham’s waist so that he could rest them on the divan and start thrusting his own hips into Alhaitham’s entrance. At this, Alhaitham let out a quiet ‘fuck’ as more intense waves of pleasure washed over his body.
“Shit, Alhaitham,” Kaveh mumbled, “you feel so good around my cock, god — you look so hot riding my cock like this.”
Alhaitham let out a whiny moan in response, his brain completely addled by lust and pleasure as he tried to form a sentence that wasn’t just wordless breaths and moans.
“Kaveh,” Alhaitham breathed out, “Kaveh— fuck, I—”
Alhaitham interrupted his own sentence as his movements began to stutter and his riding began to grow more desperate.
“Feels so good, hahhh, Kaveh — I’m close, it feels so fucking good.”
When Alhaitham looked into Kaveh’s eyes with the little amount of cognition he had left, he felt his heart swell when he saw the beloved colour of crimson staring right back at him. Kaveh stared back with a look of pure adoration, as if Alhaitham were the only thing that mattered in this very moment. He felt his orgasm fast approaching, every nerve in his body being filled with pleasure upon pleasure at the feeling of the walls of his hole being filled by Kaveh’s cock over and over again.
“Alhaitham,” Kaveh said, pausing to let out a whiny moan, “I love you Alhaitham, god, you’re beautiful.”
“I love you too,” Alhaitham moaned in response. “I love you, I love you, I love you— fuck, I’m coming,” Alhaitham whimpered desperately before coming hard — his cum landing in drops and streaks on Kaveh’s torso and his own. Alhaitham felt his nails dig into Kaveh’s shoulder against his will as he continued to ride Kaveh’s cock through his orgasm, panting heavily as he did so.
“I love you so much,” Kaveh breathed as he took Alhaitham’s lips in another kiss. Alhaitham continued taking Kaveh’s cock deep into his hole, riding as they messily made out. Not long after, Kaveh pulled away and he began thrusting his hips upwards into Alhaitham’s hole.
“Alhaitham, I’m gonna come, can I— can I come in you?”
“Please do,” Alhaitham mumbled in response.
“Okay, I’m— I’m coming,” Kaveh moaned, his voice straining as he grabbed to clench Alhaitham’s ass in his hands. As Kaveh came, Alhaitham continued to ride Kaveh’s cock as his cum began to drip from his hole.
Once Kaveh’s grip on Alhaitham’s ass loosened, Alhaitham stopped rocking his hips. He lowered his head and buried it in the crevice of Kaveh’s neck, his breathing laboured as he caught his breath. In his daze, Alhaitham left wet kisses along Kaveh’s neck as Kaveh rested his hands on Alhaitham’s back and brushed a thumb against his skin. A desire to gaze into Kaveh’s eyes washed over him, and Alhaitham promptly lifted his head.
And staring right back was Kaveh, with sharp, crimson eyes that Alhaitham had first fallen in love with all those years ago.
Sharp, crimson eyes that reflected every experience and emotion that its owner had to live through.
Sharp, crimson eyes that stared at him with such an adoration and familiarity of every memory that the two shared throughout their years of knowing each other.
Alhaitham couldn’t help the smile that slinked into his expression, and even more so as Kaveh smiled back.