[ Despite the seriousness of the situation, Alhaitham's comment causes Kaveh's lips to tweak further upwards at the corners, a ghost of a laugh from between them as he shakes his head. It no doubt helps to ease the scribe's mind as his eyes search the architect's face for signs of his usual emotion.
And Kaveh's mind is eased a little, too, the worst events of the night moving further and further away from his thoughts. ]
Mm, noted.
[ It's said with another hinted-at laugh, although the sound cuts itself off when Alhaitham's fingers slip under the hem of his shirt in such a smooth motion, the sensation of hands on his bare back at the same moment as that kiss ghosted over his lips. Kaveh's eyes start to fall shut under the attention, but then he sees the lascivious look that passes over the taller man's expression and something contorts in his stomach, something half-aroused and half-frustrated as those disappointed thoughts from earlier in the night barge their way back into his conscious.
This is niceโ this is more than niceโ and so for a moment he thinks to ignore itโ
But if tonight has taught him anything, it's that trying to solve the problems between them without words has a tendency to cause further problems.
And so, he meets Alhaitham's gaze as unflinchingly as possible (not an easy feat under the scribe's full attention), his own hands falling to curve around the small of his partner's back. ] Then why won't you be with me? [ he asks, and there's more vulnerability in his voice than he would like. ] If all your attention is on me...
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And Kaveh's mind is eased a little, too, the worst events of the night moving further and further away from his thoughts. ]
Mm, noted.
[ It's said with another hinted-at laugh, although the sound cuts itself off when Alhaitham's fingers slip under the hem of his shirt in such a smooth motion, the sensation of hands on his bare back at the same moment as that kiss ghosted over his lips. Kaveh's eyes start to fall shut under the attention, but then he sees the lascivious look that passes over the taller man's expression and something contorts in his stomach, something half-aroused and half-frustrated as those disappointed thoughts from earlier in the night barge their way back into his conscious.
This is niceโ this is more than niceโ and so for a moment he thinks to ignore itโ
But if tonight has taught him anything, it's that trying to solve the problems between them without words has a tendency to cause further problems.
And so, he meets Alhaitham's gaze as unflinchingly as possible (not an easy feat under the scribe's full attention), his own hands falling to curve around the small of his partner's back. ] Then why won't you be with me? [ he asks, and there's more vulnerability in his voice than he would like. ] If all your attention is on me...