[ - is alhaitham's matter-of-fact response as kaveh leans into his hold. he weighs little to him, solidly built but lithe as anything, all wiry muscle and graceful curves. kaveh's the one who's light on his feet and makes anything he does look like a breeze, just a warm summer wind passing through; whereas alhaitham is the one who is much more grounded, stable as a rock (and about as personable as one, too). ]
I don't need something to soak up all the alcohol I downed without a second thought last night, [ - which sounds a little like he's chastising kaveh because he absolutely is in that way he always does, but this time it's a barb without an edge, murmured into the soft skin of the blonde's neck just below his ear. ] - unlike you, who is lucky to still have a functional liver. Medical scholars are stunned.
[ he mildly regrets suggesting the endeavour in the first place, even though it's absolutely something kaveh requires, if simply because he could've gotten his hands over so much more of the other by now - explored more, analysed more. maybe that's selfish, that his mind is somewhat singularly focused on the vision splayed against his chest right now, but alhaitham is absolutely fine with serving his own self interest every now and then.
still...
mm. he huffs a short sigh into the crook of kaveh's neck, trying not to take note of the enticing scent of exotic cologne on his skin and feeling of his pulse underneath his lips. ]
I suppose I should let you finish - I just don't want to.
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[ - is alhaitham's matter-of-fact response as kaveh leans into his hold. he weighs little to him, solidly built but lithe as anything, all wiry muscle and graceful curves. kaveh's the one who's light on his feet and makes anything he does look like a breeze, just a warm summer wind passing through; whereas alhaitham is the one who is much more grounded, stable as a rock (and about as personable as one, too). ]
I don't need something to soak up all the alcohol I downed without a second thought last night, [ - which sounds a little like he's chastising kaveh because he absolutely is in that way he always does, but this time it's a barb without an edge, murmured into the soft skin of the blonde's neck just below his ear. ] - unlike you, who is lucky to still have a functional liver. Medical scholars are stunned.
[ he mildly regrets suggesting the endeavour in the first place, even though it's absolutely something kaveh requires, if simply because he could've gotten his hands over so much more of the other by now - explored more, analysed more. maybe that's selfish, that his mind is somewhat singularly focused on the vision splayed against his chest right now, but alhaitham is absolutely fine with serving his own self interest every now and then.
still...
mm. he huffs a short sigh into the crook of kaveh's neck, trying not to take note of the enticing scent of exotic cologne on his skin and feeling of his pulse underneath his lips. ]
I suppose I should let you finish - I just don't want to.