march catch-all.

[noarchitact]

Who: Kaveh, Alhaitham, & YOU!
What: Shenanigans.
When: March.
Where: Assorted.
Warnings: Marked in headers.

Notes: This is a catch-all for the month of March for Pulse and Ten.

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[noarchitact]

...hm, it might be better to hold hands in the morning... especially if it gives us a burst of energy. We can try it tomorrow. [ but he's not going to say no to holding hands at both the start and the end of the day. ] And what about now? Did you want to stop? [ still spoken against his hand, because he hasn't removed his own yet. ]

[rudementary]

[ Can't believe Kaveh is out here asking Alhaitham about his desires, who does this. In all honesty, probably no one since his grandmother had passed. ]

[ At the same time, he doesn't need to think very hard about what he wants right now. For once, it seems like he and Kaveh are aligned. ]

You've already dragged us this far.

[ Using that hand to turn Kaveh's cheek, he's tugging him down for a proper kiss. ]

[noarchitact]

[ kaveh does this, because alhaitham deserves to be spoiled, ok!!! ] Me? H- Hahha, yes, it's all my fault, Alhaitham. [ he rolls his eyes, but there's no malice to his tone; just playful obnoxiousness. ] You want it too. [ he manages to get out before their lips meet for a kiss, his thoughts all careening to a stop as, immediately, his head is swimming. a soft moan breaks the kiss for a fraction of a second, kaveh pressing back in for another, feeling greedy. ] 'haitham.

[rudementary]

Yes.

[ What specifically he's murmuring that in response to is vague, purposefully left so given that thinking is, for once, not on the forefront of the scribe's mind. Learning to kiss and learning what Kaveh likes in his kisses has taken his attention, returning each of those kisses with a slow and thorough one of his own. ]

[noarchitact]

[ about a half dozen kisses later and kaveh is breathless, red faced and panting in an attempt to recover as he gazes down at alhaitham. he's never wanted something as bad as he wants him, so he doesn't stop, instead kissing a trail up toward his ear to whisper, ] More? [ he doesn't grope alhaitham like he had earlier, but instead just applies a bit of pressure to his chest in a silent query. ]

[rudementary]

[ There is... something about the way Kaveh looks right now that is just so satisfactory to Alhaitham, somewhere between his flushed face and breathless voice and wandering hands is an appeal that Alhaitham couldn't name in any other way than Kaveh being appealing. ]

[ ... Hah, who could have expected that. ]

[ What's surprising to him is just how breathless his own response is. ]

Just... how much more are you thinking?

[ Because given the way they're both still terrible at controlling their own reactions to the touch amplification that happens between them, not to mention each other, this could escalate quite quickly and he'd rather they both engage in something willingly and consciously rather than being swept away with their emotions. ]

[noarchitact]

[ kaveh doesn’t have an exact answer for him. he’s trying not to push things too far too fast, but he can think of nothing but alhaitham squirming beneath him… a thought that drives him to press on, despite the dangers. ] Just a little bit more. [ or something. he’s not so sure it’s going to be just that, especially with the broiling heat kindling in the pit of his stomach. ]

We need to get used to this feeling. [ and these feelings. ] It won’t be as intense if we just start getting used to it. [ flawless logic. ]

[rudementary]

[ There are so many flaws with this logic. ]

Fine.

[ Just not enough to keep him from tugging Kaveh down into more indulgent kissing. ]

[noarchitact]

[ FLAWLESS LOGIC. ]

Don't sound too excited. [ it doesn't take much to draw kaveh into more kisses, because it's exactly what he wants. for as long as alhaitham is willing to indulge him kaveh matches him kiss for kiss, his desperation for more mounting. a hand roams up the front of alhaitham's chest, groping and touching and kneading. he wishes his shirt wasn't in the way, but he can't bring himself to demand he remove it just yet. ]

[rudementary]

[ He is beginning to more than suspect Kaveh has a thing for touching his chest. Just a bit of a thing. ]

[ But it's enough that Alhaitham shifts so he can get an arm around Kaveh's waist and flip their positions in one fluid motion so it's Kaveh pinned into the couch. ]

[ It helps to catch his breath a bit when they break their kiss, but there's a flush to his face and a look in his eyes that are both hazy from the pleasure and absolutely focused on the man in front of him. ]

This... isn't getting any less intense.

[noarchitact]

[ as soon as his back hits the couch he expels a sharp breath, his head spinning just a little bit from the sudden flip. ] 'haitham. [ he blinks, still feeling dazed, but his comment earns a chuckle as he reaches with both hands this time, not even trying to be subtle as he squeezes his chest. ] No, not at all, but... I don't mind it? [ he sits up so he can bury his face in alhaitham's front, squishing his tits and flicking his thumbs over his cloth laden nipples the moment he finds them. ] I like it. [ muffled, ] It's just making a good thing feel great...

[rudementary]

And then they did roommate things.