sempiternals | Hang up all my fragile thoughts

[Laving Kaveh’s cock with attention feels special. He kisses along the length again, suckles at the skin at the base of his cock, over the slope of his balls, before kneading and suckling on them, one at a time.

He knows he’s testing Pharos’ patience, but it’s truthfully fun and exciting to do so. ] You’re being so good, baby. Good job.

Ngh, Euler—

[ Contrary to his excitement about the potential punishment, the praise makes him want to keep being good, inspires him to really try and keep his hands in place as told. He likes the idea that Euler is proud of him, that he's doing well for him.

When he does slip up, then, it's genuinely an accident, inspired by the other's mouth finding a particularly pleasurable spot. One hand drops, fingers coiling in his hair—

for a single instant, before he pulls it back as if burned, lifts it back into place as a whimper finds his lips. ]

S-sorry..

[Alhaitham waits no time. He sinks his teeth into the creamy, supple flesh of Kaveh’s inner thigh, letting the bite linger deeper and harder than his previous, playful nips.

He had told him, after all, in one of their streams, how he’d leave marks all over them, for Kaveh to feel them in the following days as he went about his life. It’s good to have the opportunity to make that a reality, so he smiles up at the streamer with his eyes through his mask.] I told you I would punish you.

[ Kaveh gasps, and if Euler wants him to keep breaking rules, he gets his way, because the bite is met with another flail of his hands, fingers falling to the side of his own leg to press into the bedsheets. It hurts, but it feels good too, and he knows that he'll be able to feel it in the coming days.

A shudder running down his spine, he looks down at Euler, those faux-sapphire eyes sparkling with desire. ]

Is— is punishment meant to feel that good, Mister E?

Oh? I’m impressed. [Stroking the bruised skin with his tongue, suckling on it with his lips, he makes the spot ache and ache and ache as he works on the same place. ] Seems like you may enjoy a bit of pain, too.

[He blows on it, suckles on the precum beading on the head of his cock.] You’re getting all wet from it. How naughty.

Fuck—

[ Kaveh cries out as Euler continues working over the same spot, and he finds himself writhing under the other's mouth as his fingers curl into his hair again, this time without pulling away. The sound of the other's voice taunting him is the hottest thing he's ever heard, and his cock twitches as it's blown on, suckled at. ]

Trying.. trying to be good but— nn, what if I'm a little naughty after all, Mister E? Do you.. is it okay?

[And Alhaitham

pulls back. Moves Pharos' hands from his hair, and drops them so that Kaveh knows where to place them. He tilts his head. He then hovers carefully, leaning and crawling over his body, so he doesn't touch him at all.]

Do you know the color system?

[ He gasps, and whines when Euler pulls back, when he lifts his hands so that Kaveh is forced to put them back where he was told to put them, lying them at either side of his head. His lips part, too, an apology ready-made on them, but then Euler is speaking and he falls silent.

The color system— just the question alone gives him a thrill of excitement. He's never used it, but that's not the question at hand...

He nods, swallows hard. ]

Yeah. Green means I'm okay. Yellow means I need to pause. Red means stop completely.

Good. [He smiles.

This is, again, something that he needs to study further. If they're really going this route, then Alhaitham wants to be the best kind of partner. He's heard of many misdemeanors in BDSM and power plays.

And then he slaps Kaveh's inner thigh, right where the mark of his teeth still stings.] I guess I'll just have to make punishments less exciting for you.

[He lets his hand curl on the warm skin, kneading gently.] Color?

[ Kaveh gasps, the shock and momentary pain visible on his face as he arches. He was expecting the slap, just not there, and there's something about the fact that Euler chose that spot that sends a shudder of pleasure down his spine. He really is being mean. Kaveh shouldn't love it quite so much as he does, but— ]

Green.

[ The word falls off his lips with no hesitation, and he sighs as Euler starts to knead over the skin, soothing it after the shock of pain. Unlike the other, he's given no thought as to misdemeanors— typical of Kaveh's usual approach to things when he trusts his partner as much as he does. But he appreciates the question nonetheless. ]

[Oh, but looking down at Kaveh and see him writhe in pain is just as beautiful as watching him squirm with pleasure. Alhaitham knows that this is dangerous ground, even if he taunts the streamer below him by tracing a fingertip along the length of his erection, and then

flicks it. Only to press and rub at the slit with a thumb.]

Will you be good?

[ He gasps, another whine on his lips as he's teased so exquisitely, as the motion is followed by a flick and a rub, his hips arching up again as he squirms, arms trembling with the desperate want to reach out and touch the other man.

To Euler's question, he nods. ]

I— I'm being good, I'll be good—

Good. [He almost purrs, pressing kisses on his chest, licking at the nub with the piercing and raking his teeth over it. He smiles, holding onto his cock and stroking it with quick, light motions of his wrist, and then swoops down to take it into his mouth again.]

You taste so good, [he says as he pulls back.] Have you imagined me under your desk while you stream, your cock warm in my mouth?

[ Kaveh gasps as Euler starts to stroke him again, wrists and hands twitching but staying somehow held in place, a moan shuddering on his lips as his hips arch again, a whimper when his cock is taken into the other's mouth. ]

I— a-ah...

[ The mental image is a fascinating one. Usually he's pleasing himself for the camera, but what if he just sat and talked— or tried, all the while with Euler between his legs, teasing him like this? The idea is intoxicating, and once it's there he can't shake it. ]

Mn... but Euler if you're doing that I.. ngh, I can't put on a show for you..

[His hand lands on the bruised flesh again, and slowly, he wiggles a finger into the rim of his ass, a slight prod, a tease, just to make the nerve endings go haywire for a while.

He will not have Kaveh think he's not enough just by being pleasured.]

Do you think you're not a vision before me right now?

I.. I— ngh..

[ Fuck, it's hard to focus with that mouth taking him apart, not just by teasing his cock, but with the gentle words too. And then Euler's finger wiggles against his rim and he gasps out, biting his lip as his head tilts back against the bed. ]

I... I don't— mn, this isn't a show Euler—

[ His fingers twitch, and curl into fists as he tries to keep them from moving. ]

I think it is.

[He takes him into his mouth again, as deep as he can, and hollows out his cheeks and he bobs his head. Well, there's a reason this is called a job, it involves a lot of work, and it can have a tendency to become, well, chore-like.

Yet, seeing Kaveh tremble like this is worth the effort. There's still some wetness that he can feel from when he ate him out, but he doesn't want to push it too much.

So he only curls one finger as it slips in, searching for the spot that would make Kaveh yelp.] I think this is the best show you've done so far.

Fuck—

[ Not only does Euler take him deep, but he also curls that finger inside him, easily finding the one place that makes the blonde cry out, a sharp noise on his tongue matched only by the way his hips arch suddenly up.

He should apologize for it, for moving so abruptly when the other's mouth is wrapped around him, but in the sudden haze of pleasure he's not seeing clearly, and his action instead is to lower a hand to his hair again, fingers threading once more through the strands as he pants for breath. ]

I.. if it's a show, Euler, we're doing it. Together.

[He just finds the whole thing adorable. Alhaitham loves that he can't just do anything but clutch onto him, and for once, he drops the punishment and reward, the whole 'scene' they set up unwittingly.

Alhaitham crawls back up, pressing into the middle of Kaveh's legs with a slight shift of his hips, and wraps both of their erections with his fingers, tight and vicious as he kisses him.] Together?

[ When he realizes what he's done, he's half expecting Euler to stop— but he's not expecting the way he crawls back up his body to kiss him instead, long fingers winding around both of their erections in a way that makes Kaveh jolt, a soft curse on his lips.

He stutters a helpless syllable or two into their kiss, trying to find the right words. ]

I— I, yeah. I'm not just putting on a show... if the camera was here right now, everyone would see both of us, not just me. When you kiss me like this, they'd see that.

And yet, there are no cameras here. Only my eyes.

[He grinds into the grasp, creating friction between his fingers and Kaveh's own erection, and it's enough to have him groan. He kisses under his ear, along his neck, raptured by the scent of him, the gasping lilt of his voice.] And you're a spectacle to me.

[ The words make him blush, affecting him just as much as the hand on his erection, just as much as the kisses pressed under his ear and along his neck. There's another stutter of his hips, a tensing in his abdomen and balls that warns him of how close he is, and Kaveh gasps, head tipping back to give Euler all the more access to him. ]

I want...

[ His teeth worry over his lower lip. ]

Bite me, Mister E. Mark me, please. I wanna be yours, I want to have to hide it from everyone else...

[Kaveh, with his low cut shirts, unbuttoned blouses, flowy tops, often silks and flowing fabrics fluttering and trailing behind him every time he rushes through the university's hallways.

Pharos' skimpy, lacey underwear, fancy wigs, beautiful body jewelry that he uses to draw attention to the attributes he prefers.

All made difficult because Euler has bitten him, and he needs to be creative.

The whole mental image he gets is enough to roll a gentle growl out of his throat, and sink his teeth soft, then deep, deeper, onto the soft skin of his neck, near his collarbone. And it's enough to have him grind deeper, a bit harder, squeeze their cocks a bit tighter.]

[ The growl sends a shiver of delight through him, and then he yelps as teeth sink into his neck, head tilting back further as he pants around the mingled pleasure and pain. Euler has chosen a good place, one where it will be quite difficult for him to hide— not just on stream but in his day to day job, too.

He may even need to change up what he wears for a week or so.

He's not sure why, but the idea of them having a secret like this between only the two of them is an insane turn on. Only Euler will know why he's hiding himself from everyone, and... ]

E-Euler, I... gods...

[ Just like this, he's close, fingers tightening in the other's hair, pulling him closer. ]

[And in turn, Alhaitham's fingers tangle into the beautiful gold of Kaveh's hair, his breath hot against his neck, small sounds coming from his lips before he spills them into the streamer's own just a moment before he whispers Pharos' name, his peak almost taking him to a pure, white, mindless sight as he spills over Kaveh's stomach and his fingers.

It's the only thing he stops himself from doing, to stop watching Kaveh come undone before him again.]

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