[ Kaveh blinks at the nickname— and then visibly melts a little. It's something he thinks he remembers hearing before on Alhaitham's lips, but he can't be entirely sure. All he knows is that it sounds sweet; soft and tender in a way he's starting to learn the younger man truly is in the right circumstances. For a moment, it even draws his attention away from the act in which they're engaged, and he breaks their kiss to give the other an affectionate look before he bumps their noses together again in answer. ]
You're really too much.
[ It's a murmur, soft and sweet and affectionate, fingers lifting to thread through his hair instead, drawing him closer so Kaveh can kiss the tip of his nose, the sides of his cheeks, the line of his jaw— ]
It only hurts a little. I'm.. I'm really okay.
[ And he is. With each shallow thrust, more of Kaveh's ache subsides to be replaced by renewed pleasure; a slow but sure progression for each movement the younger man makes. ]
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Date: 2024-06-08 12:51 am (UTC)You're really too much.
[ It's a murmur, soft and sweet and affectionate, fingers lifting to thread through his hair instead, drawing him closer so Kaveh can kiss the tip of his nose, the sides of his cheeks, the line of his jaw— ]
It only hurts a little. I'm.. I'm really okay.
[ And he is. With each shallow thrust, more of Kaveh's ache subsides to be replaced by renewed pleasure; a slow but sure progression for each movement the younger man makes. ]