( Even if this is an illusion of Alhaitham, the frustrating aspects of his personality are on point. Kaveh huffs and wrinkles his nose. )
Y-You ...
( But, then - Oh. Alhaitham's lips are pressed to his, and all doubts and concerns that Kaveh could feel brewing up until this moment start to melt away. Partially, anyway. There's still a part of him that believes this is too good to be true, and that it can't be real. But this looks like Alhaitham. Smells like Alhaitham. And not that Kaveh knows what he tastes like, but ... Gods, it's very convincing. The Scribe's lips are so much softer than he expected them to be. )
...
( They've barely been apart for a breath before Kaveh dives straight back in for another kiss, circling both arms around the other man's sculpted frame, while paying no mind to the way that his white robe slackens and falls off his shoulder. )Mmm--
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Y-You ...
( But, then - Oh. Alhaitham's lips are pressed to his, and all doubts and concerns that Kaveh could feel brewing up until this moment start to melt away. Partially, anyway. There's still a part of him that believes this is too good to be true, and that it can't be real. But this looks like Alhaitham. Smells like Alhaitham. And not that Kaveh knows what he tastes like, but ... Gods, it's very convincing. The Scribe's lips are so much softer than he expected them to be. )
...
( They've barely been apart for a breath before Kaveh dives straight back in for another kiss, circling both arms around the other man's sculpted frame, while paying no mind to the way that his white robe slackens and falls off his shoulder. ) Mmm--