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[ The first warnings come in the way that Alhaitham pulls back for the lube, Kaveh breaking their kiss just for long enough to see the other man coating not his growing hardness but his fingers despite the fact that he has to know his lover is already ready for him. He frowns, and his lips part, but the words are halted in the way two fingers slide into him and go straight for the one spot that makes him see stars, the blonde gasping out and resting his forehead against the other's, in the way the fingers at Alhaitham's chest falter in their movements.

It takes him a moment to catch his breath. ]

Wh— you know I'm ready for you—

[ But even as he says it, he's left with a feeling, the beginnings of true understanding.

I'll take my time, Alhaitham said—

Oh, he's in danger. ]

Haitham—