Kaveh's admission about not wanting to argue blares a warning sign in his head, and Alhaitham turns his head just enough to look at the architect's profile from this angle. That makes his breath hitch, his heart thrum with something dangerous underneath his ribcage. There's something to it.
"You don't?" He asks, the angle making it so it's right into Kaveh's ear, his voice already wrecked. Legs parting wider out of mere instinct, out of acceptance and reception, out of want, and Alhaitham has to suck in a breath between his teeth not to roll and shift his hips into Kaveh's touch more fully. It's perfectly normal to be this affected when someone is touching you like this, Alhaitham reasons. It doesn't matter if his erection is slowly filling out, the only courteous thing to do is to ignore it as a natural reaction to stimuli. Instead, he does comply, closes his eyes, and lets his head lul further into Kaveh's, breathing heat into his hair when the kneading of his inner thighs sends a jolt across his core. "I thought you'd want me to see your handiwork," he whispers.
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"You don't?" He asks, the angle making it so it's right into Kaveh's ear, his voice already wrecked. Legs parting wider out of mere instinct, out of acceptance and reception, out of want, and Alhaitham has to suck in a breath between his teeth not to roll and shift his hips into Kaveh's touch more fully. It's perfectly normal to be this affected when someone is touching you like this, Alhaitham reasons. It doesn't matter if his erection is slowly filling out, the only courteous thing to do is to ignore it as a natural reaction to stimuli. Instead, he does comply, closes his eyes, and lets his head lul further into Kaveh's, breathing heat into his hair when the kneading of his inner thighs sends a jolt across his core. "I thought you'd want me to see your handiwork," he whispers.
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