( That finger teasing his entrance causes Kaveh's face to brighten with a deep intense blush. It's happening for real now - they're really about to do this. And as much as the broken parts of his brain want to latch onto the prospect that this may not be real, it's becoming easier for him to ignore those thoughts. Alhaitham is here and real. He wraps his arms around the Scribe in a tight embrace, wanting him closer. Needing him closer. Kaveh sighs. )
Not fast enough, I'd argue ... ( He plants a reassuring kiss on the other man's neck. ) Go ahead. You can't break me.
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Not fast enough, I'd argue ... ( He plants a reassuring kiss on the other man's neck. ) Go ahead. You can't break me.