Alhaitham presses more kisses to his neck, holding him close. They're absolutely filthy, but he doesn't care. He'll tell Pharos to shower before him, lest his hair dye washes off.]
And here I was just getting used to calling you 'baby'. [He nuzzles him with a sated, comfortable sigh. His mind, however, reeling with the repercussions of what that could mean. Alhaitham wouldn't be able to give his real name back, and that in itself disturbs the balance of it all, too.
He draws back to peck at his nose. Playful, lighthearted.] I wouldn't think it's safe for you to give away your identity just yet. Maybe later, if you wish to and we're sure that this works out. But for now, I don't want our relationship to have your privacy as a compromise. Alright?
[ Kaveh laughs softly at the "baby" comment, although for a moment he's not sure if he should be disappointed. Perhaps it was unfair to ask, but he just wants so much, has leapt so wholeheartedly into this that he doesn't know how to stop the freefall— and even if he did know, he couldn't be sure he'd want to.
But then Euler explains himself, tells him he wants to put Pharos's safety first, calls this a relationship—
Kaveh feels his mouth run dry in anticipation, and he tilts his head so that he can catch the other's mouth with his, brief and sweet, not giving even one single thought to how much of a mess they both are right now. ]
A relationship, huh.
[ He knows, of course, that the word can have many different meanings... but it's a loaded choice nonetheless, and he's never known Euler to be anything but careful with how he speaks. ]
Hmm. [Another kiss stolen, his eyes squinting behind his mask, amused more than suspicious. It's somewhat relieving that Kaveh decided to focus on that in particular.] What about it? Doesn't have to be if you don't want to.
[ His head tilts, and he laughs softly at the kiss— then reaches to poke Euler's nose, making a face at him. ]
I want it to be.
[ And yet there's a weird undercurrent of guilt pooling at the base of his spine, cloying and uncomfortable. Why, he doesn't know— it's just there, and he doesn't like it. ]
I... perhaps we should define what that word means for us, though.
[Like a big, lazy cat, he stretches. Physical comfort giving way to the difficult conversation they could be having instead. Alhaitham scrunches his nose, pretends to bite at that finger.]
Hmm, I'm okay with that. [He settles and looks at Kaveh gently.] We don't really have to decide anything just yet, either. We can take it easy there. But I understand if you want to set expectations.
[ Another laugh as teeth snap near his finger, and he reaches out, gently covering the other's mouth with his hand, as if muzzling him for bad behavior. ]
Stop that, don't bite.
[ Scolding or no, it's affectionate, hinting at playful; he removes his hand to replace it with his mouth instead, soft and sweet as he kisses him. ]
I know we don't have to decide anything, but... [ This time, it's his nose that wrinkles, the blonde clearly deep in thought for the next few moments. ] Is it weird that I'd like to talk about it? Just for my peace of mind? We don't have to decide anything right now, but I'd like to at least... discuss it, I guess.
[Alhaitham makes a show to growl and make some more bitey motions, but the enamel doesn't even touch the skin. When Kaveh comes in and kisses him instead, he merely hums and nuzzles after, like a good big beast having been successfully tamed and pleased.]
That's alright with me. [A smooch on that wrinkled nose, hoping to soothe it.] What would a relationship mean to you, and what kind of relationship would you need and want right now?
[ He laughs again at the way Euler plays up the idea of him being some kind of tamed beast. He's not, he's the furthest thing from it, but the idea is a fun one nonetheless— so the nuzzle makes him smile. The smooch on his wrinkled nose only does even more. ]
To me...
[ Ugh. He should have been clever enough to ask first, before Euler could beat him to it. Given how complicated they are, it's...
He bites his lower lip. ]
I want you to know that I'm really tempted to say I wanna be exclusive with you. But.. we still don't know each other's real names, for starters. And to me, being exclusive would mean that I need to stop streaming, and I just can't afford to do that right now.. [ Admittedly, he's come to enjoy it too, although that's in no small part due to Euler, he's sure. ] Plus I don't wanna make you feel like you can't see other people. I'm sure you're really popular, Euler. But I..
[ Kaveh sighs, and makes a face. ]
I don't know how to define what I want.
[ Because he wants something he knows he can't have, and knows he shouldn't ask for besides. ]
[He arches his eyebrows, tilting his head.] You think I'm popular? Me?
[Well. That's not exactly the point that he should be focusing on. But, in a sense, it can reach the crux of the issue.] I wouldn't ask you to stop streaming. It's how we met. It wouldn't be fair of me.
[He nuzzles him again, chuckling.] I am not popular at all. I watch lewd streams, remember? I have a favorite camboy, too.
[And another kiss, on his cheek this time.] But if it gives you some peace of mind, I'm not interested in anyone else. [A hum, as he thinks.] How about this: I will be transparent with you if I suddenly am interested in someone, and we can decide whether that changes things between us.
[ Instead of interrupting to say he must be popular or ask questions, Kaveh listens. He listens, and waits, and lets Euler talk through everything he wants to say. Only then does he stop to think over what the other has said. He's not sure he can agree with the idea that he shouldn't stop streaming, especially if they were to be exclusive... But after a moment, he nods. ]
Then... I'll make you the same promise. If I find that I'm interested in someone else, I'll tell you about it first.
[ It makes a lot of sense. It gives them both room to grow and discover interests in what could potentially be more logical directions, even if Kaveh really doesn't see himself falling for anyone else anytime soon, especially not if things keep going the way they are with the two of them. He's always been a one person sort of guy, and right now that person is Euler.
(Which doesn't explain that strange guilt, but that's neither here nor there, and if he can't understand it, why dwell on it?)
Only once he's made that agreement does he make another face, this time pouting right at the other man. ]
Anyway... you have a favorite camboy, huh? Do I have to be jealous now?
[ It's a confirmation followed by a soft yelp when the other blows a raspberry against his skin, and then Kaveh looks at him, because he understands that he's confirming it, but at the same time he's being such a brat...
[Trying not to chuckle, Alhaitham draws back to look back at Kaveh, his thumb coming up to trace that pouty lower lip. He tries to adopt a thoughtful, introspective expression—something he does surprisingly well, even with the mask.]
I'd say it's difficult to compare. But he gets all my attention.
[ The way the other teases only inspires him to keep pouting, especially when he's already getting so much from it in the touch of that thumb, the way that it's clear Euler is trying not to chuckle at him. ]
All your attention?
[ It's hard not to smile at that, but he keeps up the act for now. ]
[He hums an affirmative, flicking those pouty lips, then leaning in and pecking them softly. Cute. He looks like a kitten when he's riled up or sulking.]
I don't watch anyone els—
[There's a moment where Euler arches his eyebrows, and then cradles Pharos' face, looks at him as though he's seeing him for the very first time.] Wait—but it's you! What are the chances that you're both the same person?
[ There's a moment of stunned silence where Kaveh simply looks at him— and then the blonde starts to laugh, bright and warm, his hands lifting to cup those that are currently cradling his face. ]
You... Euler, you're so silly.
[ The words are said with a fondness that knows no equal, and Kaveh leans in until their noses are touching. ]
Imagine if a man's favorite streamer and a streamer's favorite customer knew each other in real life. That would be the stuff of fairy tales, wouldn't it?
That can only happen in romance novels of dubious quality. [He nuzzles that nose, his eyes closing, reveling in that softness and beautiful laughter. He likes it. He really, really likes it. He hopes he'll get to see Kaveh himself laughing like this, instead of self-deprecating or sarcastic.]
But it would be a dream if it happened. [He says before kissing him gently.]
[ With a smile, he leans into that kiss, a contented sound on his lips.
Little does he know that the situation he's now daydreaming about, the idea that he and Euler could share space in their real lives, is already real, and in many ways the bane of his existence. ]
Besides.. who said that dubious quality romance novels couldn't be fun in their own ways? [ With a laugh, he presses a kiss to Euler's cheek, and then to his earlobe, murmuring the next sentence into it— trying desperately (and failing) not to laugh as he does: ]
"His body was hard— not hard like a strongman, but hard like the marble on your shower floor, when you fall and bang your knee."
[He snorts, then chuckles. Alhaitham wraps his arms around Kaveh's waist and tilts his head.] What quality writing. I'll give you points for realism.
Though, [he runs his hand up and down the streamer's spine, a tender caress, and he settles his hand between his shoulder blades,] I'm not sure which of the male leads it's referring to.
Can you blame me when it was written so beautifully?
[He grins, pressing his mouth to Kaveh's ear, just nuzzling, cuddling him close. Even if his stomach tenses and twitches at the touch.] You're not giving yourself enough credit.
[ He makes a show of rolling his eyes at the other, but he can't quite keep the silly smile off his face, especially as he feels the tense, the twitch of muscles under his exploring fingers. It makes him dip them lower, stroking along his pubic bone instead, slow and teasing and allowing himself to creep a little too close— ]
I'm giving myself plenty of credit. I know my body's good, but of the two of us, I think it's obvious who takes more care of themselves in that way.
[There's a hiss, a jolt. Those fingers, beautiful, artistical, dexterous as they are, are also a temptation. He nudges his face with his nose, eyes pointed as he looks at Kaveh's.]
Pharos... [He plucks them away before they draw an ache to the dormant arousal that's always present when they're in the presence of one another, then kisses them.] I only work out regularly for my health. Aesthetics are just a fortunate coincidence.
[ A hint of that pout comes back to his lips as his hand is drawn away from the other, but he smiles at the touch of Euler's mouth to it, and his other hand comes up to touch the other's face again. ]
Well, I'll accept the coincidence for what it is.
[ Still, it's not like he works out for his health... ]
You're... a really smart guy, Euler. You know that, right?
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
indigently) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
sempiternals2023-10-04 01:27 am
no subject
Alhaitham presses more kisses to his neck, holding him close. They're absolutely filthy, but he doesn't care. He'll tell Pharos to shower before him, lest his hair dye washes off.]
And here I was just getting used to calling you 'baby'. [He nuzzles him with a sated, comfortable sigh. His mind, however, reeling with the repercussions of what that could mean. Alhaitham wouldn't be able to give his real name back, and that in itself disturbs the balance of it all, too.
He draws back to peck at his nose. Playful, lighthearted.] I wouldn't think it's safe for you to give away your identity just yet. Maybe later, if you wish to and we're sure that this works out. But for now, I don't want our relationship to have your privacy as a compromise. Alright?
no subject
But then Euler explains himself, tells him he wants to put Pharos's safety first, calls this a relationship—
Kaveh feels his mouth run dry in anticipation, and he tilts his head so that he can catch the other's mouth with his, brief and sweet, not giving even one single thought to how much of a mess they both are right now. ]
A relationship, huh.
[ He knows, of course, that the word can have many different meanings... but it's a loaded choice nonetheless, and he's never known Euler to be anything but careful with how he speaks. ]
no subject
no subject
I want it to be.
[ And yet there's a weird undercurrent of guilt pooling at the base of his spine, cloying and uncomfortable. Why, he doesn't know— it's just there, and he doesn't like it. ]
I... perhaps we should define what that word means for us, though.
no subject
Hmm, I'm okay with that. [He settles and looks at Kaveh gently.] We don't really have to decide anything just yet, either. We can take it easy there. But I understand if you want to set expectations.
no subject
Stop that, don't bite.
[ Scolding or no, it's affectionate, hinting at playful; he removes his hand to replace it with his mouth instead, soft and sweet as he kisses him. ]
I know we don't have to decide anything, but... [ This time, it's his nose that wrinkles, the blonde clearly deep in thought for the next few moments. ] Is it weird that I'd like to talk about it? Just for my peace of mind? We don't have to decide anything right now, but I'd like to at least... discuss it, I guess.
no subject
That's alright with me. [A smooch on that wrinkled nose, hoping to soothe it.] What would a relationship mean to you, and what kind of relationship would you need and want right now?
no subject
To me...
[ Ugh. He should have been clever enough to ask first, before Euler could beat him to it. Given how complicated they are, it's...
He bites his lower lip. ]
I want you to know that I'm really tempted to say I wanna be exclusive with you. But.. we still don't know each other's real names, for starters. And to me, being exclusive would mean that I need to stop streaming, and I just can't afford to do that right now.. [ Admittedly, he's come to enjoy it too, although that's in no small part due to Euler, he's sure. ] Plus I don't wanna make you feel like you can't see other people. I'm sure you're really popular, Euler. But I..
[ Kaveh sighs, and makes a face. ]
I don't know how to define what I want.
[ Because he wants something he knows he can't have, and knows he shouldn't ask for besides. ]
no subject
[Well. That's not exactly the point that he should be focusing on. But, in a sense, it can reach the crux of the issue.] I wouldn't ask you to stop streaming. It's how we met. It wouldn't be fair of me.
[He nuzzles him again, chuckling.] I am not popular at all. I watch lewd streams, remember? I have a favorite camboy, too.
[And another kiss, on his cheek this time.] But if it gives you some peace of mind, I'm not interested in anyone else. [A hum, as he thinks.] How about this: I will be transparent with you if I suddenly am interested in someone, and we can decide whether that changes things between us.
no subject
Then... I'll make you the same promise. If I find that I'm interested in someone else, I'll tell you about it first.
[ It makes a lot of sense. It gives them both room to grow and discover interests in what could potentially be more logical directions, even if Kaveh really doesn't see himself falling for anyone else anytime soon, especially not if things keep going the way they are with the two of them. He's always been a one person sort of guy, and right now that person is Euler.
(Which doesn't explain that strange guilt, but that's neither here nor there, and if he can't understand it, why dwell on it?)
Only once he's made that agreement does he make another face, this time pouting right at the other man. ]
Anyway... you have a favorite camboy, huh? Do I have to be jealous now?
no subject
[Alhaitham keeps nuzzling, moving his affection along his temple, the side of his face, down to his neck.
And then he blows a raspberry against the skin.] Maybe. He's so talented. Stunning, too.
no subject
[ It's a confirmation followed by a soft yelp when the other blows a raspberry against his skin, and then Kaveh looks at him, because he understands that he's confirming it, but at the same time he's being such a brat...
His pout juts out further. ]
More than me?
no subject
I'd say it's difficult to compare. But he gets all my attention.
no subject
All your attention?
[ It's hard not to smile at that, but he keeps up the act for now. ]
Then what about me, Euler?
no subject
I don't watch anyone els—
[There's a moment where Euler arches his eyebrows, and then cradles Pharos' face, looks at him as though he's seeing him for the very first time.] Wait—but it's you! What are the chances that you're both the same person?
[What an idiot.]
no subject
You... Euler, you're so silly.
[ The words are said with a fondness that knows no equal, and Kaveh leans in until their noses are touching. ]
Imagine if a man's favorite streamer and a streamer's favorite customer knew each other in real life. That would be the stuff of fairy tales, wouldn't it?
no subject
But it would be a dream if it happened. [He says before kissing him gently.]
no subject
[ With a smile, he leans into that kiss, a contented sound on his lips.
Little does he know that the situation he's now daydreaming about, the idea that he and Euler could share space in their real lives, is already real, and in many ways the bane of his existence. ]
Besides.. who said that dubious quality romance novels couldn't be fun in their own ways? [ With a laugh, he presses a kiss to Euler's cheek, and then to his earlobe, murmuring the next sentence into it— trying desperately (and failing) not to laugh as he does: ]
"His body was hard— not hard like a strongman, but hard like the marble on your shower floor, when you fall and bang your knee."
no subject
Though, [he runs his hand up and down the streamer's spine, a tender caress, and he settles his hand between his shoulder blades,] I'm not sure which of the male leads it's referring to.
no subject
Silly. It's a quote from some terrible romance novel. I didn't write that!
Besides...
[ And here he pauses, finding his own hands settling at Euler's abdomen, tracing the lines of hard muscle. ]
If it were referring to one of us over the other, it would obviously be talking about you.
no subject
[He grins, pressing his mouth to Kaveh's ear, just nuzzling, cuddling him close. Even if his stomach tenses and twitches at the touch.] You're not giving yourself enough credit.
no subject
I'm giving myself plenty of credit. I know my body's good, but of the two of us, I think it's obvious who takes more care of themselves in that way.
no subject
Pharos... [He plucks them away before they draw an ache to the dormant arousal that's always present when they're in the presence of one another, then kisses them.] I only work out regularly for my health. Aesthetics are just a fortunate coincidence.
no subject
Well, I'll accept the coincidence for what it is.
[ Still, it's not like he works out for his health... ]
You're... a really smart guy, Euler. You know that, right?
no subject
Hm? [A slight frown slants his brows.] I'm not stupid, no. Why are you saying that now?
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)