[ Easy, Alhaitham says, I've got you, Alhaitham says, and Kaveh nods weakly even as he gasps out, fingers curling tight on the other's arm even as he struggles to breathe in the slow way the other is urging from him, even as he allows the scribe's hand to coax his thighs apart so he can keep fucking into him so slowly.
And on the second press of the other's hand into him, as he breaches that resistance again, Kaveh's eyes roll back, a gasp on his lips as a sudden orgasm washes over him, the buildup of pleasure too much for his already worn body. This time, the spill of semen is thin, barely visible in the way it paints his abdomen; his eyes close as his muscles contract, chest rising and falling in breaths that come too quick, out of the rhythm he was using before. ]
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Date: 2024-06-06 01:28 pm (UTC)And on the second press of the other's hand into him, as he breaches that resistance again, Kaveh's eyes roll back, a gasp on his lips as a sudden orgasm washes over him, the buildup of pleasure too much for his already worn body. This time, the spill of semen is thin, barely visible in the way it paints his abdomen; his eyes close as his muscles contract, chest rising and falling in breaths that come too quick, out of the rhythm he was using before. ]
O-oh I. I. Sorry, I couldn't stop it—