[He lets out a little chuff of air against Kaveh's chest as he works his lips across it, occasionally gently nipping to leave little marks. Each nipple gets the same treatment - first teased to hardness by the pad of his thumb before his lips and teeth close around it and he draws the stiff nub to aching hardness.
Alhaitham is clearly set on taking his time. Once he has Kaveh in a mess from those small gestures he keeps moving down, kissing his stomach, quickly working his trousers open and tugging them off along with his socks and shoes.
Then he just... looks, for a moment. His expression is almost unreadable, as ever, but there is something like quiet admiration there.
All this, just for him.]
Sit up, take off your shirt, and turn over.
[He gently taps Kaveh's hip to punctuate his request.]
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Alhaitham is clearly set on taking his time. Once he has Kaveh in a mess from those small gestures he keeps moving down, kissing his stomach, quickly working his trousers open and tugging them off along with his socks and shoes.
Then he just... looks, for a moment. His expression is almost unreadable, as ever, but there is something like quiet admiration there.
All this, just for him.]
Sit up, take off your shirt, and turn over.
[He gently taps Kaveh's hip to punctuate his request.]
Please.