[ Kaveh doesn't keep himself steady. Between the grip he already has on the headboard and the soft sweetness of those kisses, his distraction is palpable enough that he hits the board in response to that hard thrust. At the same time, his hips arch, pressing up against Alhaitham, and revealing through sheer friction that he's hardened again. The twin sensations— one pleasure, one pain— send a sudden jolt through him, and he laughs breathlessly into their kiss in response.
Such laughter is put to an abrupt halt by Alhaitham's soft confession though, and between the gentle words and the forceful movements of his body, the architect is staggered, blinking wide-eyed at the other as he tries to gather his suddenly-scattered thoughts. ]
You..
[ He looks up at him between their kisses, something soft in his expression, and nods. ]
no subject
Such laughter is put to an abrupt halt by Alhaitham's soft confession though, and between the gentle words and the forceful movements of his body, the architect is staggered, blinking wide-eyed at the other as he tries to gather his suddenly-scattered thoughts. ]
You..
[ He looks up at him between their kisses, something soft in his expression, and nods. ]
I won't. Alhaitham, I love you too—