[ This is what happens you follow your instincts or hormones or whatever Kaveh was listening to instead of his head. Alhaitham's mind is annoyingly prevented from racing through possibilities and probabilities that could come from this, that happy fuzzy cloud of pleasure a foreign and persistent presence inside his head while their lips touch. ]
[ Or maybe it's just Kaveh that messes with his ability to approach everything to do with the man rationally. ]
[ It's probably both. ]
[ Alhaitham's more than a little out of breath when the kiss breaks, unused to it himself, but he does apparently gather enough back in him to say what needs to be said. ]
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[ Or maybe it's just Kaveh that messes with his ability to approach everything to do with the man rationally. ]
[ It's probably both. ]
[ Alhaitham's more than a little out of breath when the kiss breaks, unused to it himself, but he does apparently gather enough back in him to say what needs to be said. ]
Now you're feeling shy?
[ Or to be a smartass. ]