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“You sure you’re okay, Haitham?” Kaveh asked softly as they finished cleaning up from dinner, brow furrowed with concern. “You seem... off.”
Alhaitham exhaled slowly and leaned against the kitchen counter, his gaze slowly trailing upward to meet Kaveh’s eyes fully for the first time in days. “I don’t know,” he finally said, his deep voice oddly uneven. It was the first time since Alhaitham had started acting strangely that he’d given Kaveh an answer other than an unconvincing, dismissive 'I’m fine'. “Honestly... ever since I modified the Akasha, I can hardly sleep. I keep having this - this dream.”
“What kind of dream?”
Alhaitham was silent for a long moment. “I’m looking in a mirror, but the reflection isn’t me. I’m still the normal - I don’t know... me me, but my reflection is just a little more off each time. Red eyes, red streak in my hair, can’t stop talking about -” Alhaitham’s tone was edging into something earnest and unguarded, but he cut himself off abruptly and shook his head as he rubbed the bridge of his nose in frustration. “Whatever. It doesn’t matter. I’ll go see Tighnari tomorrow if it keeps me from sleeping again tonight.”
“I told you that you should’ve let me examine the Akasha before you used it,” Kaveh muttered with a frown, caught off guard by the rare vulnerability in Alhaitham’s voice. “Maybe there was a bug in the code or something... archons, you’re not an engineer, you shouldn’t have -”
Alhaitham brushed him off with a dismissive wave as his mask of indifference slid back into place. “It’s fine, Kaveh. See you in the morning,” he said gruffly, shuffling off to his room without giving Kaveh the opportunity to respond and shutting his door with a click.
Kaveh sighed and muttered irritably to himself as he put the last of the dishes away in the cupboard. After taking a long, warm shower to soothe the inexplicable anxiety simmering in his stomach, Kaveh collapsed into bed.
He’d barely just begun to drift off when he awoke with a start to a figure looming above his bed.
Exhaling in relief as he recognized the silhouette of Alhaitham’s body rather than that of an intruder, Kaveh placed a hand over his heart. “Shit, you scared me, Haitham. Are you oka...” Kaveh trailed off with a stifled gasp as Alhaitham pressed his finger to Kaveh’s lips.
Illuminated by the moonlight streaming through the window as he stepped forward, Kaveh could see the figure more clearly - it was Alhaitham, yes, but his body was sprinkled with subtle differences that made him look just slightly off. His eyes burned a deep red, his silver hair was a shade too dark, and the small streak of grey-blue in his hair was now tinged with the same crimson as his eyes.
“Shhhh. Just be quiet, beautiful,” Alhaitham - but not Alhaitham - murmured as he surveyed Kaveh. Unlike the usual measured, reserved nature of Alhaitham, the man before him exuded a dangerous, almost predatory allure.
Kaveh’s heart pounded as red-Alhaitham’s gaze locked onto him, the unnerving scarlet of his eyes exactly as Alhaitham had begun to describe the strange version of himself from his dreams.
Fuck. Alhaitham must have fallen asleep and woken infected with whatever bug he’d triggered when he’d modified his Akasha Terminal.
“Alhaitham?” Kaveh asked hesitantly, propping himself up on his elbows and tugging the blankets up to cover himself, clad only in the small shorts and oversized shirt he’d fallen asleep in.
“Yeah. I’m right here, beautiful.” Redtham slid onto the edge of the bed and pushed the blankets back down immediately, placing his palm on Kaveh’s bare thigh.
“You look weird,” Kaveh breathed, prying Redtham’s hand away from his thigh - but he merely shifted his grip to Kaveh’s opposite leg.
“Maybe,” Redtham said nonchalantly as his eyes raked over Kaveh’s form. “I’m just Alhaitham without all the annoying stubborn bullshit. He’s kind of a dick, you know.”
“I’m aware,” Kaveh replied with a raised eyebrow, tugging the blankets up once again as he slapped Redtham’s hand away. “But why are you in my room? Do you need help to fix whatever’s malfunctioning? You’re all... red.”
“Mmm. Now that is a very good question, beautiful,” Redtham hummed, tracing a thumb across Kaveh’s lower lip in a caress that had no business being as electrifying as it was.
“Why - why are you calling me that?” Kaveh asked, unable to suppress the slight tremor in his voice.
Redtham ignored his question and murmured, “You’re so pretty like this, getting all flustered just from a little touch... I understand why he’s so obsessed with you.”
“He’s not - you’re not obsessed with me, what the fuck are you talking about?” Kaveh huffed, leaning back as Redtham settled fully onto Kaveh’s bed and hovered above him.
Redtham chuckled. It was Alhaitham’s usual timbre, deep and low... but a sound so at ease, so quintessentially unlike Alhaitham, that Kaveh’s frown only deepened.
“Oh, but he is. No point in denying the obvious. He’s completely gone for you. I can see why - that pretty face, those gorgeous eyes, the beautiful golden-brown skin... and these thighs... gods, I can see why he’s so damn desperate to have you. Seems like half his brain is labelled 'Kaveh',” Redtham purred.
Kaveh’s eyes widened as Redtham leaned down onto his forearm beside Kaveh’s head, pawing at the blankets yet again and pushing them to the side. “Why - why are you talking in the third person? It’s creepy, s-stop trying to -”
This time, as Kaveh tugged the blankets back into place, Redtham slid beneath the covers alongside Kaveh with an uncharacteristically large grin on his usually stony features. “I know you want him, too. It’s okay. Just let me touch you.”
Kaveh blinked up at him, absently steadying himself with a hand on Redtham’s bicep as his head swam. “I - w-why do you - I don’t -”
“Shhh. Let me show you how badly he wants you.”
Kaveh’s heart sped up despite himself as the warm, broad palm he’d dreamed of being touched by so many times skimmed along the outside of his bare thigh, then onto his hip beneath the hem of his shirt. “Alhaitham doesn’t - doesn’t want me. You don’t want me.”
Redtham chuckled warmly. “Oh, that’s where you’re wrong, beautiful. He’s desperate for you.” He ran his palm over Kaveh’s hip with a caress that was distinctly amorous, though it was tinged with something possessive and powerful that threatened to override Kaveh’s sanity completely.
“Don’t you see the way he looks at you? Stares at you from across the room? How flustered he gets when you sit next to him, when you just look at him? It’s a wonder he ever gets anything done with how much time he spends thinking about you,” Redtham murmured, leaning down to nose along the side of Kaveh’s neck.
Kaveh’s cheeks flushed, thighs parting instinctively as Redtham slid between them. His weak protests died in his throat; his traitorous body’s eager response to Redtham’s touch betrayed that he was already half-convinced from the sweet words and possessive touches alone.
Redtham’s answering hum of amusement vibrated through Kaveh as he latched onto the sensitive skin just above Kaveh’s pulse point, sucking and biting with such sudden passion that Kaveh’s back arched against him involuntarily.
“See? Your body’s already agreeing with me - so fucking responsive, so eager for these hands to touch you, senior...” Redtham’s fingers snaked around Kaveh’s hip to the bow of his spine, encouraging Kaveh to deepen the arch as his kisses grew sloppier and more unrestrained.
“W-wait,” Kaveh gasped unsteadily as Redtham pushed his thighs further apart with his hips. “This - this has to just be the Akasha talking, you don’t -”
“However you’re about to finish that sentence, I can already tell you it’s wrong, beautiful. You’re the only one he’s ever wanted like this. That’s what created me - I’m the largest and most heavily repressed part of his desire.”
“Like you would ever 'desire' me,” Kaveh managed to say, though his conviction was wavering. Perhaps this was nothing more than a dream, too.
“Mmm... really now? You think he doesn’t fantasize about you? About how perfect you’d look spread out beneath him like this, moaning his name? Why do you think he snaps at you all the time? You piss him off so easily because the anger is a way to mask what he’s really feeling. If he didn’t yell at you, he’d fucking ravage you.”
Kaveh parted his lips to reply, but Redtham cut him off before he could get out much more than a strangled syllable. “He does it on purpose, you know. Starts little fights and arguments as an excuse to get close to you, get your attention. Because he wants you. He wants you so desperately it drives him fucking crazy.”
“I -” Kaveh tried to protest, but the valiant attempt dissolved into a strangled gasp as Redtham nipped along the side of Kaveh’s throat and trailed his fingers slowly up Kaveh’s inner thigh.
“Shhh. You’re convinced already. You wanna know how I know?” Redtham breathed silkily as his tongue swiped across the curve of Kaveh’s earlobe, drawing a shudder from Kaveh’s body that he was helpless to suppress.
“H-how?” Kaveh’s thighs quivered beneath Redtham’s fingertips as he clutched helplessly at the rippling muscles of his back. Before Kaveh could so much as blink, Redtham’s fingers dipped beneath the fabric of his shorts, brushing directly up against the slick folds that Kaveh had only ever dreamed of Alhaitham touching.
“Because you are so. Fucking. Soaked.”
Though Kaveh knew something was off - that Alhaitham would never truly react like this - he wasn’t strong enough to deny himself the worshipful touch of the man he loved when it was finally given to him so freely. He let out a breathless moan as Redtham began to move his fingers in small, maddening circles, and the deep, gravelly hum of approval that reverberated in Kaveh’s ear as Redtham touched him only made him fall further.
“All those late nights at the Akademiya together, or making dinner side by side - even just sitting in the living room in silence while you sketch and he reads... you have no idea how badly he wants to feel this soft skin, how many times he’s thought about pinning you down on the library desks, or up against the wall of his office, or in this very house,” Redtham breathed as he pushed the hem of Kaveh’s shirt up and began trailing a cascade of heated kisses down his abdomen.
“A-ah,” Kaveh’s breathing quickened, one hand fisting in his sheets and the other tentatively sliding into Redtham’s silvery-red hair. Redtham bit down just above his hip bone as he curled his fingers beneath Kaveh’s waistband and tugged his shorts off, panting heavily against Kaveh’s now-bared skin as he threw them to the other side of he room.
“Fuck... this is all he thinks about, beautiful. He can’t get you out of his damn head. Your body, your mind, your voice, the way you smile at everyone except for him. He wants to be the reason you’re smiling, the reason you’re whimpering and flushed and panting like this.”
Unable to help himself as jolts of pleasure electrified every nerve in his body, Kaveh finally gave in. If this was a dream, he didn’t want to wake up. “Tell... tell me m-more.” His breath hitched as Redtham’s fingers trailed upward, sliding his thumbs along either side of his embarrassingly drenched folds.
“He wants to taste the soft skin of your neck, to bite these perfect thighs, to hold you down and make you his. And archons does he want to taste...” Redtham trailed off, sliding his middle finger firmly into Kaveh’s slick entrance as he licked his lips hungrily, gazing at Kaveh like he was a damn feast. “... this pretty little pussy.”
Kaveh’s thighs jerked inward as Redtham’s tongue glided slowly up his slit, the strokes of his finger measured and precise. “And gods - if this is what you fucking taste like...” It was Alhaitham’s deep voice, Alhaitham’s broad hands, Alhaitham’s muscular body; though Redtham’s speech and affect were slightly too crass and possessive to be the real thing... Kaveh wasn’t strong enough to resist the allure.
“Oh - oh - a-archons,” Kaveh choked out, tightening his fist in Redtham’s hair and pulling him closer.
Amidst the fire of sinful pleasure he ignited in Kaveh’s core, stoking the flames higher with each pass of his tongue, Redtham breathed, “He wants you, Kaveh. Dreams about you. Craves all of your attention, he’s so greedy... of course, he’d never admit it. Because he’s a goddamn coward. But just lie back, beautiful, and let me show you what he wants to give you. What he’s always wanted to give you.”
Redtham slipped a second finger in alongside the first and pulsed his fingers a little deeper as Kaveh’s hips began rocking forward to meet each thrust. “He’d give you the goddamn moon if it meant he could have you. He just doesn’t think you want him, princess.”
Princess? Gods, Kaveh was fucking done for.
Kaveh gasped and tugged slightly on Redtham’s hair, shuddering as Redtham responded with a low, pleased chuckle. “Mmm... he’s wrong, isn’t he? You want him just as badly as he wants you. You want to hear him whisper into your ear what he wants to do to you, how he’d mark you up so all of Teyvat knows that you’re his.”
Each word from Redtham’s lips was like a drug that only left Kaveh aching for more. “Fuck,” Kaveh breathed softly.
“My gods, he’d go fucking feral if he knew how wet you get for him, princess...” Redtham paused for a moment, then affixed his lips around the sensitive bundle of nerves nestled between Kaveh’s thighs and flicked it rapidly back and forth with his tongue. Kaveh’s back arched nearly entirely off the bed as pleasure raced through him.
Redtham only withdrew long enough to groan, “Tell me who you want. Tell me who you really want. Who do you want to be licking your pussy like this? Who do you fucking need, princess?”
Kaveh’s eyes grew hooded as obscene wet sounds filled his bedroom, thighs pressing against either side of Redtham’s head as he ground down against his face. “Alhaitham,” Kaveh whispered shakily, as though speaking the name aloud was itself a sin.
Redtham’s grip on Kaveh’s thighs tightened harshly. “Louder.”
Kaveh let out an unrestrained moan, past the point of caring to even attempt to suppress his desire. “F-fuck, Alhaitham, Alhaitham,” Kaveh gasped, voice growing steadily louder at Redtham’s command.
Redtham’s scarlet gaze flickered up to meet Kaveh’s, the red of his eyes burning through Kaveh like a wildfire as he slowly curled his fingers toward himself and sped up. At Kaveh’s answering gasp that bordered on a whine, Redtham breathed, “Aww, princess... so desperate.”
It would’ve sounded like mockery from Alhaitham, but the slightly lilting, playful cadence that Redtham seemed to carry within Alhaitham’s body simply sounded... approving.
Kaveh moaned desperately and clawed at Redtham’s hair, yanking the sheets so harshly they flung out from where they were tucked in the corner of his bed - but just as he was about to crest over the edge and come at the hand of the one man he’d ever truly wanted, Kaveh’s bedroom door flew open.
Alhaitham stood in the doorway in sweatpants, eyes wide and breath ragged, his bare chest visibly rising and falling in a rapid cadence as he scanned the room. Kaveh squeaked, the devastatingly strong tide of his orgasm lapping at his body just out of reach as he kicked Redtham away, turning from one Alhaitham to the other.
“What... what the fuck is going on?” Alhaitham growled, glaring harshly at the man that Kaveh had thought was Alhaitham himself - albeit part of a dream, or infected with a buggy side effect of the Akasha.
Kaveh pointed between them, ignoring Alhaitham’s question and demanding, “Why the fuck are there two of you?”
Redtham’s lips curved into a pout that was utterly foreign on Alhaitham’s usually inexpressive features and scooted back toward Kaveh; but Kaveh just shoved him away again, eyes flashing as he held his blankets up around his body like a shield.
Redtham huffed petulantly and reluctantly tore his eyes away from Kaveh to snap, “What does it look like, you moron? What, did you expect me to leave him all alone in here when all you want is for him to come on your face, and all he wants is for you to set up a permanent residence between his thighs? I’m just showing your princess everything you want to do to him, but don’t have the balls to. And here he is. Right in front of you. Fucking whimpering for you.”
Still reeling from the shock of seeing double, Kaveh wasn’t fast enough to stop Redtham as he reached his fingers between Kaveh’s thighs beneath the blankets, sliding deep inside him and thrusting rapidly into his wetness. “You hear it? How fucking soaked he is for you?”
Dammit. So not a dream.
Kaveh managed to wrestle Redtham away again with a half-desperate and half-scornful expression, tugging the blankets tighter around his hips. “Who the hell are you? I thought you were Alhaitham,” Kaveh hissed, cheeks flaming as he avoided the gaze of the real Alhaitham looming in the doorway.
Redtham’s face split into a cocky grin as he leaned back. Eyes glittering with a challenge, he held up his hand to flaunt the slick dripping down his fingers in Alhaitham’s direction, glistening in the moonlight - though his gaze remained fixed on Kaveh. “Oh, I am, princess. I didn’t lie to you. I have every thought, every memory, every urge that he does. I’m just bold enough to act on them.”
Kaveh bit his lip and glanced hesitantly at Alhaitham, bracing himself for the inevitable disgust he expected to see written on his face... but Alhaitham’s fists were clenched at his sides with an unmistakable bulge in his pants, his stony glare fixed on the man in Kaveh’s bed.
“Did you fucking force him?” Alhaitham breathed dangerously, stalking up to Kaveh’s bed with a fearsome glint in his eye as his gaze locked in on Redtham.
“Is Kaveh the kind of man you can force into anything? He would’ve kicked me in the nuts and given me a run for my money if he wanted to, we both know that. I didn’t force shi-”
Alhaitham cut him off with an impatient hiss, turning to face Kaveh. “Did he force you?” he asked again, his tone softer but no less insistent.
Kaveh’s throat tightened. If he answered truthfully, he’d be revealing that he had allowed Alhaitham - or, rather, the man he thought was Alhaitham - to pleasure him, that he wanted it... that he wanted him. However, unable to find any other possible excuse, Kaveh finally whispered, “No.”
Alhaitham stared at Kaveh for several moments with an intensity so sharp it felt like Kaveh was being flayed open on his bed. Slowly, like a predator, Alhaitham turned his head to the side to glare at Redtham. “Get the fuck out.”
Redtham scoffed and bounced sideways on the bed to nestle between Kaveh’s body and the wall, spooning him through the blanket as he wrapped an arm around him. “No, I don’t think I will. He was seconds away from coming on my tongue, you expect me to pass that up? You’ve had the opportunity to touch him for years and have been too much of a fucking coward to do it. Like hell you’re going to deny me - and deny Kaveh - when I’m finally free from your cluttered ass head for once.”
Judging by the vein pulsating in Alhaitham’s temple and the whitening of his knuckles from how hard he was clenching his fists, Alhaitham looked like he was a heartbeat away from throttling Redtham. “You goddamn -”
Redtham interrupted him with a mocking laugh. “Go ahead, asshole. Try it. I’m you. You really think you can beat yourself in a fight?”
Alhaitham lunged forward, yanking Redtham away from Kaveh - though Redtham met him in equal measure and shoved at his chest, sending them both tumbling to the foot of Kaveh’s bed.
Redtham smirked as Alhaitham rose to his knees on Kaveh’s mattress, angled protectively between the two of them - with what looked like a goddamn python smuggled in his sweatpants.
“You think this is what he wants?” Redtham demanded derisively. “When he was just fucking mewling and trembling for me? For you? He wants you to stop being a coward. He wants you to make him yours. And you’re just gonna leave him hanging when he’s so close? One more little lick and he’ll come right on your face.”
Alhaitham opened his mouth to speak - but before he could say a word, Redtham jolted forward and shoved his fingers, still slick with Kaveh’s arousal, into Alhaitham’s mouth.
Alhaitham’s eyes widened as his lips closed instinctively around his clone’s fingers... and Kaveh’s heart nearly stopped as Alhaitham released a deep, low groan, his throat bobbing visibly as he swallowed down the taste of Kaveh.
“I know. Your imagination never even came close to how good he really tastes, huh? See what you’re missing out on?” Redtham said caustically as he pulled his fingers back.
Kaveh felt like all the air in his lungs was being sucked out by a vacuum as Alhaitham’s gaze slowly turned to him with a faint blush blooming on his bronze cheeks - something Kaveh had never seen before in all the years he’d known him.
“The only reason he was letting me touch him in the first place is because I’ve got the guts to go for what I want - what you want. I’m every desire you’ve ever buried, there’s no point in pretending. You hide, you lie to him - to yourself - but just fucking look. You can have him. He’s been right there just waiting for you all along.”
Alhaitham let out a strangled grunt as he shifted uneasily on the bed, clearly torn... but the fact that he was still here at all, that he wasn’t reacting to the mere thought of touching Kaveh with the disdain Kaveh had always imagined he would, only amplified the ache in his chest that was gnawing at the walls of its enclosure in Kaveh’s heart.
“It - it’s okay if you don’t want -” Kaveh started after a long beat of silence, but at the same moment, Alhaitham began, “I know he probably just made you feel like you couldn’t -”
They both cut off with a soft exhale, eyes locked amidst the charged tension that filled Kaveh’s room. “Dude. Dude.” Redtham rolled his eyes in exasperation as his gaze flicked between them - a strangely endearing petulance on Alhaitham’s features - and gestured between them with a flap of his hand. “Are you both like - deaf?”
“Shut up,” Alhaitham muttered dismissively, though his gaze never wavered from Kaveh’s face. After a moment, with a far softer tone, he murmured, “Do you... Kaveh, do you really want...?”
Kaveh drew in a heavy breath as the weight of the moment pressed down on his chest - whatever he said next would irrevocably change their relationship. Biting his lip nervously, he finally murmured, “I - I mean... if you do, I don’t want you to think you have to -”
“Seriously?” Redtham cut in, his brow scrunched with almost comical annoyance as he ran a palm over his face. “You really need to be forced to acknowledge your feelings? Neither of you can see what’s right in front of you? Fine.”
Redtham surged forward. Alhaitham tried to block him, but Redtham - a manifestation of Alhaitham himself - anticipated the move and dodged it easily, rolling up against Kaveh’s side yet again and grabbing his chin roughly. Before Kaveh could even release so much as a squeak of confusion, Redtham’s lips were on his.
It felt like a raging wildfire was consuming Kaveh, igniting everything in its path and leaving a dizzying, simmering euphoria in its wake. Kaveh’s limbs turned to jelly as he sagged back onto the pillows, a quiet, involuntary whine escaping him as Redtham licked hungrily into his mouth with the taste of Kaveh’s arousal lingering on his lips.
Kaveh barely managed to resist the urge to wrap his arms around Redtham and pull him in closer. Forcing his eyes open, he met Alhaitham’s gaze - he was stock still, completely frozen on the bed with one hand on the wall.
The depths of Alhaitham’s eyes darkened with something indiscernible as his lips parted, though the twitch of the obscenely large tent in his sweatpants was undeniable. Emboldened, heart pounding, Kaveh allowed a breathless moan to slip out as Redtham’s fingers tangled in his hair, eyes still locked with Alhaitham’s as he began to kiss Redtham back.
The guttural sound that was ripped from Alhaitham’s chest was nearly enough to stop Kaveh’s heart completely. He let out a soft gasp of surprise as Redtham slid one hand onto Kaveh’s fingers - which hadn’t unclenched from the blankets he was holding up to hide his body - and slowly drew the sheets aside, exposing Kaveh’s heated core fully to Alhaitham’s gaze.
Alhaitham sank back on his heels as though the sight had physically struck him so hard it knocked the wind out of him, his breath coming in short bursts as Redtham withdrew from Kaveh’s lips with a lewd groan. Before Kaveh could even begin to process the sheer desire in Alhaitham’s gaze, Redtham muttered, “Your turn,” and yanked Alhaitham forward by his forearm.
Alhaitham landed with his palms on either side of Kaveh’s head, staring down at him with eyes nearly fully obscured by his pupils. “Is - Kaveh, is this okay, are you -”
“Oh. My. Gods.” Redtham knelt beside them, fisting one hand in Alhaitham’s hair and the other in Kaveh’s. “Okay. No more fucking around. Yes or no; Kaveh, do you want Alhaitham?”
Kaveh’s heart thundered, hesitating only for a moment before desire and hope won out. “Yes,” he whispered weakly.
Alhaitham let out a strangled sound, but Redtham jostled his head with his fist and muttered, “Alhaitham, yes or fucking no; do you want Kaveh?”
“Yes,” Alhaitham breathed immediately, gazing down at Kaveh as the guarded walls of his expression crumbled - as though a carefully restrained part of him was being unlocked before Kaveh’s very eyes, revealing a long-hidden truth. Slowly, Alhaitham leaned down, breath ghosting over Kaveh’s lips with disbelieving hope written plainly onto his face that Kaveh was sure mirrored his own expression.
Kaveh rose to capture Alhaitham’s lips, bracing for the intensity that Redtham had kissed him with... but as their mouths brushed together, it was nothing at all like being kissed by Redtham. Alhaitham groaned against Kaveh’s lips and reached up to cradle his jaw with a nearly unbearable air of sensuality, as though Kaveh were something precious that would shatter with a single misstep.
Redtham’s kiss had been a destructive wildfire that raced forward and razed everything in its path... but kissing the real Alhaitham was a slow, overpowering, massive wall of inextinguishable flame that scorched every molecule in Kaveh’s body all at once, lit aflame without reprieve.
Kaveh released a helpless moan against Alhaitham’s lips as his palms roamed up Alhaitham’s bare chest around to his back. Alhaitham nibbled Kaveh’s bottom lip gently, then licked across the sensitive skin he’d just bitten with unhurried hunger, each deliberate motion stoking Kaveh’s burning need ever higher.
“There you go, princess,” Redtham whispered into Kaveh’s ear as he propped himself up on one elbow beside Kaveh, stroking the soft skin of Kaveh’s thigh as Alhaitham slotted himself between his legs.
“There you go,” Redtham repeated approvingly as he slid his fingers around the back of Kaveh’s thigh, squeezing his ass before resuming the sensual caress of his slick folds. “Don’t hold back, beautiful. Let him feel how badly you want him too.”
Alhaitham deepened the kiss, gently tangling their tongues together, warm and wet and utterly reverent. Kaveh couldn’t stop the desperate noises that began tumbling from his lips if he’d tried, needy and whimpering, as Redtham’s fingers slowly pressed back inside him. Kaveh tangled one hand into Alhaitham’s soft grey hair - silver and azure, just as it should be - and eagerly rocked his hips down to meet the steady thrusts of Redtham’s fingers.
Alhaitham paused and pulled back slightly to glance down as obscene, rhythmic squelching began to fill the room. He let out a strangled grunt as he watched the fingers that looked exactly like his own disappear into Kaveh over and over, sinking in deep then withdrawing, coated in glistening wetness.
“Feels good, doesn’t it, princess? You’re this fucking drenched just for him, huh?” Redtham murmured huskily.
Kaveh nodded as Redtham’s fingers quickened, drawing unstoppable gasps from Kaveh’s throat with each thrust as his thighs began to tremble. The small gasps melted into needy moans as the straining bulge in Alhaitham’s sweatpants pressed up against Kaveh’s thigh.
“Kaveh, you - fuck -” Alhaitham whispered shakily, fingers tightening imperceptibly on Kaveh’s jaw as he gazed down, enraptured by the sight of Kaveh being pleasured by his own hand.
Raw blasts of heat spread through Kaveh’s body as Alhaitham surged forward to kiss him again, worshipful and loving - but now laced with an edge of the carnal hunger that Redtham displayed so brazenly.
“That’s it, you -” Redtham began, but he broke off with a sharp hiss as Alhaitham drew Kaveh’s bottom lip between his teeth with a stuttering, deep groan; Redtham could feel Kaveh’s every reaction to Alhaitham’s touch as his walls tightened around his fingers. “Whatever the fuck you just did, do it again. He really, really fucking liked it,” Redtham said gruffly.
Alhaitham grunted and licked at Kaveh’s bruised lower lip, sucking it gently into his mouth as Kaveh arched up against him. Ripples of pleasure cascaded through his core as Redtham brought his thumb to rub Kaveh’s clit in sync with the thrusts of his fingers. “You like that, princess? You like when he bites your lip?”
Kaveh nodded against Alhaitham’s lips, hips jerking with each thrust of Redtham’s fingers as he clutched Alhaitham like he might disappear if Kaveh didn’t hold on tight enough. “He’s just as desperate for you, beautiful. He can’t get enough. You feel how hard he is? How badly he wants to bury himself right... here?” He slid his fingers deeper into Kaveh and added a third, stretching him obscenely as Alhaitham rolled his hips downward to grind his hard length against Kaveh’s thigh.
Kaveh whined into the kiss, tugging on Alhaitham’s hair as his walls began to tense with a telltale pulse - but just as Kaveh was about to crest over the edge, he was denied his release yet again as Redtham removed his fingers. Before Kaveh could protest, though, Redtham brought his fingers up to shove them sloppily against Alhaitham’s lips, drizzling Kaveh’s wetness onto his own mouth as well as he and Alhaitham stared at each other.
“Fucking delicious, right? He’s dripping like this just for you. It would be rude, really, not to go taste it yourself.” Redtham nudged the top of Alhaitham’s head, urging him downward... though Alhaitham didn’t seem to need any encouragement as he eagerly wrapped his arms around Kaveh’s body.
Alhaitham smacked Redtham’s hand away from his head as he kissed his way down Kaveh’s chest. “Is this okay?” Alhaitham murmured, gazing up at Kaveh with the piercing azure he had fantasized about seeing like this so many times before.
“Yes, yes,” Kaveh breathed immediately, gasping as Redtham leaned in to bite at the sensitive skin of his neck just beneath his ear. Sparks of arousal shot down his spine as the soft sounds of both sets of Alhaitham’s lips kissing along his body filled his bedroom with an erotic symphony.
Redtham bit down, sucking a deep mark onto Kaveh’s throat before nibbling on his earlobe and tangling his fingers in Kaveh’s hair. He propped Kaveh’s head up on the pillows and tilted Kaveh’s head, directing his gaze downward to watch as Alhaitham gently slid his palms beneath Kaveh’s thighs and lifted them to drape his legs over his shoulder blades.
“Watch him, princess,” Redtham breathed into Kaveh’s ear as Alhaitham tracked a sensual path of breathless, hungry, open-mouthed kisses down the warm skin of Kaveh’s abdomen, his muscles trembling more with each press of Alhaitham’s lips. “Watch him as he tastes you directly for the first time. You have no idea how many times he’s dreamed about this.”
Kaveh moaned softly with each kiss Alhaitham pressed to his skin, leaving a burning trail in their wake as he descended along his body. He bit down gently just above the jut of Kaveh’s hip bone then turned his head to the side and kissed along his inner thigh, eyes slowly sweeping down from Kaveh’s face to land on the pool of wetness that his lips were inching ever nearer to. Kaveh fisted his hands helplessly in the sheets as Alhaitham’s breathing quickened palpably, the warm puffs of air speeding up against Kaveh’s sensitive skin.
“He’s always wanted you to hold onto his hair while you lose yourself grinding against his face, princess,” Redtham murmured as he curled his fingers around Kaveh’s palm, unwinding it from the sheets and guiding it down to tangle in Alhaitham’s hair.
Kaveh couldn’t have stopped the breathless cry that escaped him if he’d tried as Alhaitham brought his lips down to meet Kaveh’s folds, pressing a slow, sensual kiss just above the sensitive bundle of nerves that was already throbbing with desire.
Each press of Alhaitham’s lips and each word of Redtham’s whispered reassurances chipped away at Kaveh’s doubts that Alhaitham could ever truly want him like this - all further proof that these weren’t fantasies locked in a dream, but Alhaitham’s genuine, unspoken thoughts. He’d never seen such raw desire on Alhaitham’s face; the emotion etched into his brow was so powerful it almost looked like pain.
“Let him worship you the way you deserve,” Redtham whispered in his ear as Alhaitham’s warm tongue traced a slow line up his slit.
Kaveh trembled with anticipation as Alhaitham’s lips found his clit, drawing tender, steady circles around it with his tongue that set Kaveh aflame. His fingers tightened in Alhaitham’s hair as anticipation coiled low in his core, infinite stacks of dynamite packed with explosive pleasure piling ever higher - already smoking from the denial of the release Kaveh so desperately needed twice in a row.
“A-ah, Alhaitham, Alhaitham,” Kaveh cried out, hips jerking uncontrollably as his thighs clamped around Alhaitham’s head. He arched his back as Redtham slid his palm onto Kaveh’s hip, urging him with the guidance of his hand to grind his hips against Alhaitham’s face.
Alhaitham’s answering choked-off moan was all the answer he seemed to be able to give in the face of Kaveh’s desperation, each ragged breath vibrating pleasurably across Kaveh’s skin as his fingers clenched and unclenched harshly on Kaveh’s thighs. Kaveh had already been ruined for anyone else for years, even if Alhaitham hadn’t laid claim to him until now... but as Alhaitham caressed him with unbridled reverence, it was as though he was ensuring with each and every touch that Kaveh knew he was his.
“He’s dreamed of eating you out like this so many times,” Redtham breathed raggedly into Kaveh’s ear. “Imagined how you’d react to being worshipped by his tongue, imagined how you’d taste, wondered if you’d come with a quiet, tense little moan or if you’d explode and fucking scream his name, if he’d be able to make you squirt... you ever squirted before, princess?”
“N-no, I’ve tried - can’t,” Kaveh gasped mindlessly, rolling his hips against Alhaitham’s face even as Redtham’s palm retreated from his hip, eyes locked with Alhaitham’s as Redtham mouthed at his neck.
Redtham’s only response was a slight hum. Kaveh’s moans grew increasingly unrestrained with each breath, his abdomen tensing up as Alhaitham closed his lips around his clit and drew it into his mouth. The suction alone was enough to send Kaveh hurtling off the edge without warning - but his entire body jolted like he’d been electrocuted when Redtham snaked his fingers down along Kaveh’s ass to slide in beneath Alhaitham’s chin, pushing two fingers deep inside him and thrusting rapidly with deep, powerful strokes.
Kaveh’s eyes widened as lightning bolts of molten heat devastated his body in a storm of pleasure, crying out so loudly it bordered on a scream and tugging harshly on Alhaitham’s hair. Alhaitham released breathless moans of disbelief against Kaveh’s skin that vibrated through his body, only drawing Kaveh’s pleasure higher as Alhaitham’s hips rocked helplessly downward against the mattress.
Kaveh came harder than he ever had in his life. Unable to keep his eyes open anymore, he threw his head back against the pillows, body arching upward so violently his hips lifted completely off the bed. Overwhelming, dizzying pleasure crashed through every atom in his body as he sobbed Alhaitham’s name, echoing loudly in the quiet of his room.
“Fuck, that’s it, princess, just - fuck, just like that, yeah,” Redtham groaned against his ear, his erection pressing up against Kaveh’s side through his pants as he fucked his fingers into him even faster. The sound of Alhaitham’s deep voice caressing the insides of his eardrum as it spilled from Redtham’s lips, brushing against the shell of Kaveh’s ear - and simultaneously pleasuring him so desperately between his thighs - sent yet another shockwave of life-altering pleasure through Kaveh’s body.
With a high-pitched, strangled cry that transformed into a needy whimper as his abdomen tensed harshly, Kaveh held his breath, on the precipice of something powerful.
Then, in an instant, everything in his body relaxed all at once. Earth-shattering shockwaves of euphoria slammed through him over and over, his walls pulsating around Redtham’s fingers as wetness escaped him in lewd gushes that only added to the slew of erotic sounds filling the room.
The breathless groans that Alhaitham was releasing through his nose against Kaveh’s folds only grew faster as he massaged his clit firmly with his tongue. Kaveh writhed beneath him as Redtham uttered filthy words of praise directly into his ear, held firmly in the grip of all four of Alhaitham’s hands on his body.
As his muscles finally laxened, Kaveh flopped back down onto the bed - though his body still trembled, wracked with residual quakes of rapture. Alhaitham slowly eased the pressure and lapped up the wetness cascading along Kaveh’s skin with hungry strokes of his tongue.
“Holy fuck,” Alhaitham whispered after several moments of all three of them panting. Kaveh opened his eyes to see Alhaitham gazing up at him, wetness literally dripping onto the sheets from his chin as his eyes bored so intently into Kaveh’s it felt like he was being bent over and fucked within an inch of his life already.
“I - o-oh,” Kaveh gasped between heaving breaths, loosening his grip in Alhaitham’s hair with an apologetic caress as his eyes widened. His eyes flickered to the obscene amounts of slick splattered everywhere - along his abdomen, his thighs, Alhaitham’s face, the sheets beneath them - as he bit his lip nervously. “I’m so - I’m so sorry, Haitham - archons, I didn’t - I didn’t know I could -”
Redtham cut him off before he could say another word, growling in Kaveh’s ear as he slid his fingers out of Kaveh’s soaked entrance and tugged Kaveh’s wrist to the side. He pressed Kaveh’s palm against the bulge in his pants, gazing at Kaveh like he wanted to devour him. “I’m about ready to come in my fucking pants, and I don’t think he’s faring much better,” Redtham groaned huskily into his ear, tightening his grip on Kaveh’s hand and thrusting against his palm.
Kaveh released a soft moan - but before he could so much as squeeze his hand, Alhaitham rose and tugged Kaveh’s arm away from Redtham. Kaveh stared up at Alhaitham’s handsome face, overwrought with desire and pure, desperate, carnal emotion as he slowly pulled Kaveh’s hand inward to rest over the bulge in his sweatpants instead; it was equal in size and shape to the erection Redtham had just been grinding into his hand, but so much more real. This was the man he’d loved for so many years, rock hard and straining against his pants because of Kaveh.
“You have no idea how beautiful you are when you let yourself go,” Alhaitham whispered, his voice thick with emotion and laced with reverence as he wiped Kaveh’s arousal off of his chin with the back of his hand. “That was the closest thing to divinity I’ve ever witnessed, Kaveh. Gods... you taste like heaven.”
“Haitham...” Kaveh whispered with wide eyes, absently tugging the corner of the blankets up to wipe the chiseled lines of Alhaitham’s face dry. Redtham slowly guided Kaveh to sit upright as Alhaitham drew him in for a kiss, spreading Kaveh’s own release all over his mouth in what was undeniably the most erotic kiss he’d ever received.
He let out a soft gasp as Redtham slipped in behind him against the headboard, thighs bracketing Kaveh’s body. “I told you, princess. He’s starving for you.”
As both sets of Alhaitham’s arms came to encircle Kaveh’s body, Kaveh could tell without looking whose hand was whose - the real Alhaitham’s touches were gentle, tender, laced with reverence. Redtham, though... his were needier, palms roaming hungrily over Kaveh’s body like he wanted to devour him alive.
“You okay?” Alhaitham murmured softly, pulling back to gaze down at Kaveh with a face so loving, so unlike any expression Kaveh had ever seen cross Alhaitham’s face, that it stole all the breath from his lungs.
“Y-yeah, I’m - yeah. I’m perfect,” Kaveh whispered, smiling up at Alhaitham as he met Kaveh’s eyes with unrepentant tenderness. Kaveh squeezed the bulge in Alhaitham’s pants before slowly sliding his hand up, pushing at Alhaitham’s waistband in clear request as he bit his lip.
Alhaitham kicked his sweatpants off without hesitation. Kaveh’s palm immediately wrapped around him, inhaling shakily as the thick, heavy weight of Alhaitham fell into his hand.
“Fuck, Kaveh,” Alhaitham gasped, guttural and desperate, hips jerking forward reflexively into Kaveh’s fist as his tip pressed against Kaveh’s folds. Kaveh tugged him closer, bringing Alhaitham’s erection to glide in a sensual slide back and forth through the sea of wetness lining his thighs, gasping each time his tip caught on the sensitive bundle of nerves that was still pulsating with warm waves of pleasure.
“This comfy on your hip, princess?” Redtham whispered into his ear as he manhandled Kaveh onto his own lap with Kaveh’s back to his chest, his legs draped over both sides of Redtham’s muscular thighs, and his head lolling back to rest against Redtham’s shoulder.
Kaveh nodded and tugged Alhaitham down, gasping as his head caught on Kaveh’s entrance. “Fuck, I want it,” Kaveh whispered shakily, trembling in the arms of the man he loved. “I want you, Haitham, please.”
Alhaitham let out a desperate groan as he rocked his hips forward, rubbing against Kaveh’s core with unmitigated carnal desire before leaning in to kiss Kaveh again, slow and sensual. His tip breached Kaveh’s entrance ever so slightly - even the fraction of an inch pressing inside of him was more overwhelming than anything Kaveh had felt before, and he let out an embarrassingly greedy moan against Alhaitham’s lips as he tried to take him in deeper.
“Mmm, don’t rush it, princess, let him take his time with you for the first time. Not that he doesn’t want to bend you over and pull you in by your hair while he fucks you so hard you can’t even speak -” holy fuck “- but he’s imagined what you’d feel like around him for so long it’d be cruel not to let him enjoy every second. And you’re so wet, so warm, beautiful...”
Kaveh gasped sharply, his muscles clenching tightly as the thick length of Alhaitham that he’d craved for so long sank, bit by bit, into his body. “H-Haitham, you’re - fuck, that feels good,” Kaveh whispered, fingers shaking as he slid his palms down Alhaitham’s back.
His thighs trembled uncontrollably as Alhaitham pulled back, then pressed in just a hair more, teasing Kaveh’s entrance with infuriatingly, tantalizingly shallow thrusts. Even with Alhaitham barely an inch of the way in, though, it felt like he was filling Kaveh whole already. Panting heavily as his muscles contracted uncontrollably, Kaveh pressed his forehead against Alhaitham’s and chased the addictive sensation of Alhaitham inside of him.
“Archons, Kaveh, you’re so - fuck, you’re tight,” Alhaitham gasped, pressing forward until the slow thrusts were finally reaching deeper, sliding into Kaveh with sensual, smooth rolls of his hips. “Tell me - tell me if it hurts, if it’s - ah, archons - if it’s too much.”
There was something unbelievably arousing about Alhaitham’s voice like this - trembling with pure, raw emotion, like he was holding back with every ounce of self control he possessed in his body to prevent himself from pounding Kaveh into the mattress... and like he was soaking in the sensation of being joined so intimately in the way Alhaitham had seemingly craved all these years, just as Kaveh had.
“It’s perfect, Haitham, fuck, perfect,” Kaveh breathed shakily.
“There you go, yeah, let him take you nice and slow,” Redtham murmured approvingly into Kaveh’s ear. Redtham’s erection - a perfect match to the one buried deep inside Kaveh - pressed against the cleft of Kaveh’s ass through his pants as he mouthed along Kaveh’s neck. “He’s eating you up with his eyes, princess... look down. You see that? See him disappearing into you like his celestial-given purpose is to be inside you? Fuck you look perfect... bet he’s gonna lose it pretty soon. But don’t worry, you’ve got a backup right here.” Redtham ground his hips upward in demonstration.
Alhaitham’s hips stuttered as he pulled back slightly to hold Kaveh’s thighs open, watching himself disappear into Kaveh’s slick warmth over and over with shaky gasps. “Haitham,” Kaveh moaned, his trembling fingers tensing as they clawed at his back, pulling him in and rolling his hips to meet each steady, slow thrust.
Alhaitham’s gaze drew up to meet Kaveh’s again, his expression twisted tightly with emotion. He paused for a moment, eyes roaming Kaveh’s face, before whispering Kaveh’s name like a prayer and leaning to kiss Kaveh like he was dying. He pressed his body flush against Kaveh’s, trying to join them together as close as physically possible, murmuring sweet nothings between kisses - each word so deep and thick with emotion it was barely intelligible.
Kaveh kissed Alhaitham feverishly, each press of their lips interspersed by desperate gasps, as he tilted his neck to allow Redtham’s lips passage over his skin. He was sure it would be overwhelming just being with Alhaitham for the first time - both physically and emotionally - if by some miracle they ever got together... but this was a pure overload of raw sensation beyond anything he’d ever imagined, like his pleasure was being sacrificed to the gods.
Alhaitham was only pressing deeper with each stroke, every tender rock of his hips fueled by something desperate, something unseen. His chest heaved with emotion each time he pulled out, like he couldn’t bear to be even an inch away from Kaveh as he immediately sheathed himself back inside Kaveh’s warmth - and Kaveh’s body welcomed him home again and again with each thrust.
But as Kaveh’s body began to tense again, he finally made out some of Alhaitham’s words - though he seemed to be struggling to form them. “... love you... I’ve loved you so long, should have been telling you I love you for years... so beautiful... you take me like a fucking angel, Kaveh...” His voice was hoarse, like it had been rubbed raw. Kaveh had never seen Alhaitham like this before - like he was barely holding himself together, the prim, proper control he usually exuded nowhere to be seen as Kaveh unraveled him without even trying.
It hit Kaveh like a blow straight to the heart. He’d longed to hear those three words spoken to him in Alhaitham’s deep voice for so many years - but finally hearing them like this, with such unbridled, desperate need, as though Alhaitham simply couldn’t stop himself from confessing, made it so much more real. Kaveh could hardly breathe past the lump growing in his throat.
Kaveh pulled back, gazing up at Alhaitham as he cradled Kaveh’s face reverently. Redtham was even being quiet now, simply pressing hungry kisses to Kaveh’s neck and running his hands up and down his sides. Alhaitham’s eyes fluttered closed, leaning down to press his lips against Kaveh’s neck on the other side, surrounding him entirely as he was devoured on one side and worshipped on the other. Over and over, Alhaitham whispered “I love you” against Kaveh’s skin, pressing worshipful kisses to every inch as his shoulders tensed beneath Kaveh’s fingers.
Kaveh finally regained his senses and tugged Alhaitham’s head up with one hand so he could gaze directly into his eyes. His vision swam with tears, fingernails scraping a slow line up Alhaitham’s shoulder blade as the heat coiling in his abdomen began to unravel once again. “I love you, Alhaitham,” he gasped - though he could hardly intake enough breath to get the words out as he choked on a ragged moan.
For a heartbeat, Alhaitham held his breath and simply stared into Kaveh’s eyes, desperately searching his face for a hint of uncertainty. Met with nothing but what Kaveh was sure was the most reverential expression he’d ever worn, though, Alhaitham let out a shaky, strangled grunt, exhaling all of the uncertainty they’d both held captive in their hearts all these years with a single breath. As Kaveh’s body began to convulse, Alhaitham held his face steady, his gaze only intensifying as he kept Kaveh’s eyes trained directly on him - as though he were trying to sear every detail of Kaveh’s face in that moment into his memory.
Kaveh gazed up at Alhaitham with an equal intensity, though his vision practically whited out as Redtham’s fingers trailed inward and rubbed sensual but rapid circles around his clit. His walls tightened impossibly more as Alhaitham let out a desperate, vulgar moan, grinding deep inside him as he spilled inside Kaveh with waves of warmth that felt like the archons themselves were blessing their union.
Every nerve ending in Kaveh’s body seemed to erupt simultaneously, like he’d been struck by celestial lightning - he would’ve been convinced that he’d ascended to the heavens if it weren’t for the reassuring weight of Alhaitham’s body keeping him grounded. Through the haze of unshakeable pleasure as Kaveh practically hyperventilated with the power of his orgasm, he gazed up at Alhaitham with pure adoration, unfettered love - something deeper than language had words for.
Alhaitham looked like an adonis above him, bronze skin glistening with sweat - slickened by the splash of Kaveh’s release that he was powerless to prevent from squirting wildly onto their bodies as he came - muscular abs and broad frame looming over Kaveh like an ancient depiction of a god as the intensity and raw emotion in his azure eyes practically glowed in the moonlight.
Kaveh sighed shakily as Alhaitham’s fingers glided lovingly up and down Kaveh’s abdomen below where his shirt was rucked up around his chest, his hips finally stilling as they both slackened and went boneless. “I love you,” Alhaitham murmured, pressing their foreheads together as they panted into each other’s mouths.
“I love you too, Haitham. So much.”
Alhaitham’s next kiss was slow and unhurried, filled with such gentle yet burning reverence that Kaveh felt like he was being incinerated. He drew back as Redtham let out a petulant huff in Kaveh’s ear, fingers lingering on Kaveh’s folds as he smeared the wetness coating Kaveh’s pelvis around in sloppy circles.
“You’re being greedy, you know,” Redtham muttered, shooting a half-hearted glare at Alhaitham as he scraped his teeth along the sensitive skin of Kaveh’s neck... yet Kaveh couldn’t tear his eyes away from the man before him.
Alhaitham looked transformed, wholehearted vulnerability shimmering in his eyes unmarred by hesitation. He suddenly seemed so much younger, like every layer of armour he’d ever amassed was being cast away to reveal that sweet junior Kaveh had met so many years ago as he smiled at Kaveh like he was the only star in a lightless sky.
With a contented sigh, Alhaitham pressed a tender kiss to Kaveh’s forehead before slowly pulling out. Alhaitham looked down as he shifted backward, his enchanted gaze following the mess that began dribbling out of Kaveh.
Kaveh groaned softly as Alhaitham slid out, leaving him suddenly empty and bereft of his warmth as Alhaitham’s release cascaded out of him onto Redtham’s pant leg. Unthinkingly, Kaveh reached down to trap it inside his body for a little longer - but Redtham’s fingers beat him to it.
“Mmm... you miss it already? I can fill you up just the same, princess,” Redtham purred, grinding upward against Kaveh’s ass as he pressed three fingers into Kaveh to keep Alhaitham’s cum inside him. “Don’t I deserve a thank-you for finally getting you two together anyway?”
Alhaitham exhaled slowly, looking between Kaveh and Redtham with uncertainty in his eyes. Kaveh opened his mouth to reassure him, to say it wasn’t even worth considering if he was uncomfortable at all - even if Kaveh was clenching around Redtham’s fingers already at the prospect of taking him again immediately, already addicted to the warm fullness of having Alhaitham inside him... but Redtham spoke first.
“Man, come on, I’m literally you - specifically, the part of you that’s head-over-heels for Kaveh,” Redtham said with an exaggerated eye roll. “All you’re doing is letting him feel good with twice as much of you. You’re really gonna pass up the chance to eat him out and fuck him at the same time while you have it?”
All traces of hesitation melted from Alhaitham’s face in an instant. “I... suppose. But don’t be rough with him. I don’t want him getting hurt.”
Redtham looked at him flatly. “Is there any part of you that would ever willingly hurt Kaveh?”
“No, but -”
“Then shut the fuck up.”
Alhaitham glared at Redtham for a moment before muttering, “Gods, you’re insufferable...”
Kaveh giggled, pulling Alhaitham in as Redtham adjusted Kaveh on his lap to undo his pants and pull himself out. “Now you know how I feel every day,” Kaveh breathed as he tugged Alhaitham in for a soft, loving kiss that immediately turned desperate as Redtham, without any warning, slammed all the way inside him.
Kaveh nearly screamed at the sudden intensity of being filled so deeply again, too much and not enough all at once, drowning in pleasure as Alhaitham’s cum was shoved back inside him where it belonged. His back stiffened as he threw his head back against Redtham’s shoulder, gasping for air as his walls clenched uncontrollably.
Alhaitham cursed softly, leaning forward to press a kiss to Kaveh’s cheek as he cradled his jaw. “You okay?” Alhaitham whispered, voice as gentle as his kiss.
Kaveh nodded immediately. “Yeah, I just... I just really like having you inside me, Haitham.”
“Show me,” Redtham breathed shakily from behind him, fingers clamped tightly on Kaveh’s hips. “Show me how much you like it, princess. Ride me. Take what you want.”
Kaveh turned to look up at Redtham, met with the same foreign blush on his cheeks as the one that had overtaken Alhaitham’s face as he’d entered Kaveh. Kaveh realized with a jolt of clarity that this version of Alhaitham had never been inside Kaveh - and as he pressed deeper, Kaveh got to experience the sight of the overwhelming bliss of their first time writing itself onto Alhaitham’s face yet again.
Kaveh groaned and raised himself on trembling thighs, muscles already screaming at him from the exertion of simply holding himself up - but he managed to start a slow, languid rhythm. With each shaky but deliberate roll of his hips, Redtham’s grip tightened on either side of his body.
Kaveh glanced between the two of them as Alhaitham and Redtham held a moment of charged eye contact before slowly shifting in unison. Redtham slid his hands down to part Kaveh’s thighs as Alhaitham laid himself out on the mattress and drew his thumb up to brush around the edges of Kaveh’s clit, gentle and featherlight. For a moment, the only distinguishing factor between the two versions of Alhaitham was Redtham’s scarlet colour as a matching lovestruck yet lustful expression crossed over both of their features simultaneously, a mixture of awe and raw need burning across their bronze cheeks as they both gazed directly at Kaveh.
“Yeah, princess, there you go,” Redtham nodded encouragingly, biting his lip as he caressed Kaveh’s hips with his fingers.
Kaveh let out a shaky whine, thighs nearly giving out as his body tightened with the effort each bounce of his hips was draining from him. Alhaitham leaned forward and slowly replaced his thumb with his lips, gazing up at Kaveh as he began running the flat of his tongue in a torturously slow massage over Kaveh’s clit, sucking gently between each stroke.
Pleasure shot through Kaveh’s body like a current of electricity. “Alhaitham, I... I can’t -” Kaveh gasped, steadying himself with one hand on Redtham’s forearm and the other in Alhaitham’s hair, somehow already on edge again. The combined sensations of Alhaitham simultaneously filling him so perfectly and eating him out like Kaveh was his last meal before walking into the afterlife was interrupting his rhythm, too overwhelmed with sensation to keep himself steady.
“Yeah, you can,” Redtham growled, fingers digging harshly into Kaveh’s hips as tears of overstimulation sprang to Kaveh’s eyes. Kaveh dug his nails into Redtham’s forearm as deep waves of pleasure rippled throughout his body, tugging desperately on Alhaitham’s hair as he gazed down at him with blurry eyes.
“Please,” Kaveh gasped, trying to maintain his pace as he sank down onto Redtham over and over, rocking his hips to meet Alhaitham’s tongue with each press... but his body was becoming less capable of holding itself together with each thrust.
“Please what?” Redtham pressed, remaining infuriatingly still beneath him as Kaveh shook uncontrollably.
A single tear rolled down Kaveh’s cheek, overwhelmed by the inescapable pleasure building within him that his body was too overcome by to fully chase. “Please, please, Haitham, I can’t - I need - oh, please...”
“What, princess? Ask. Ask for what you need,” Redtham breathed, tension building up in his body beneath Kaveh like a runner waiting for the marathon shot to signal the start of a race.
“Fuck me,” Kaveh begged, sagging backward against Redtham’s chest and tugging pleadingly on Alhaitham’s hair.
Both versions of Alhaitham froze for a moment, some silent agreement passing between them, before they both burst into motion. All at once, Alhaitham wrapped both arms around Kaveh’s thighs, curving Kaveh’s knees over his shoulders and holding him steady with his broad palms on Kaveh’s waist. Simultaneously, Redtham thrust upward, holding onto Kaveh’s hips to slam him down to meet each plunge as Kaveh was consumed from the inside out.
With no air left in his lungs, Kaveh’s mouth fell open in a silent scream; his vision swam with the lack of oxygen, the amount of red-hot pleasure searing through him literally taking his breath away as he held on for dear life. Finally, on the verge of passing out from euphoria, he gasped in a desperate lungful of air - only to have it instantly sucked back out of his body in a desperate, insuppressible whimper.
The slick squelch of Alhaitham’s tongue and Redtham’s deep, powerful thrusts slammed into him in perfect synchrony over and over, working in tandem to bring Kaveh to the edge as his voice gave out completely. Without hesitation, Kaveh submitted himself entirely to the man he loved, trusting and powerless in all four of his hands as Alhaitham overtook control of every ounce of his body.
They set a brutal pace with their combined ministrations, pulling all of the muscles in Kaveh’s body taut and whiting out his vision completely as every nerve ending in his body screamed for release. His walls began to tense uncontrollably, growing tighter and tighter, incoherent cries ripped from his lips with each of Redtham’s deep thrusts.
“Fuck, fuck, you’re getting so tight.” Redtham’s voice was strangled, his hips losing a bit of their rhythm as he slammed up into Kaveh more forcefully. “You gonna squirt again, princess? You gonna - fuck, yeah - gonna squirt all over us both?”
Kaveh tried to nod, though he wasn’t sure if he was successful or not as his pleasure neared its breaking point. Redtham changed the angle of his thrusts slightly, tilting Kaveh so that Alhaitham had better access to fully devour him as he let out shaky groans against Kaveh’s wetness and withdrew one hand from around his waist.
“Say his name,” Redtham ordered huskily, fucking Kaveh more forcefully. “Say his name, say who you fucking belong to.”
Kaveh managed to crack his eyes open to meet Alhaitham’s gaze, which was brimming with desperate reverence. His handsome face was screwed up in pleasure as his bicep flexed rhythmically, the hand that had retreated from Kaveh’s body sliding along the mattress beneath him in an obvious pattern. The notion that he could make Alhaitham lose control like this, turn his stony features into an expression so overwrought with emotion that Kaveh had only ever dreamed of seeing, sent Kaveh careening off the edge so hard he ascended to an entirely new dimension.
His body went rigid and then released all at once, tears of euphoria streaming down his cheeks as he let out a needy wail that he tried to mould into the only word that remained in his mind. “Alhaitham!”
He came with such intensity it was like being thrown into a brick wall over and over, pleasure crashing through him in waves one after another as he clenched tightly around Redtham. Kaveh moaned in tandem with each sensual groan Redtham released against the shell of Kaveh’s ear, mingled with the choked-off gasps Alhaitham was exhaling between his thighs as the entire room exploded into a storm of pleasure.
The rain followed not long after. Kaveh nearly lost consciousness, only vaguely aware of Alhaitham’s groans deepening between his thighs as exalted warmth gushed out of him again and again, ripped from his body by the torrent of Alhaitham’s touch surrounding him.
Finally, the storm receded. Kaveh allowed himself to be moved pliantly as the tides of pleasure left him devastated in their wake, absently releasing soft gasps as aftershocks burst through him.
As Kaveh’s vision gradually returned, his eyes fluttered open to Redtham and Alhaitham slowly lowering him down onto the bed and kneeling on either side of him, both panting and thoroughly debauched, cheeks flushed, and bodies glistening with sweat. Though they were utterly spent, they looked worshipful - both were gazing at Kaveh like he was a gift sent straight from the heavens, caressing his skin with gentle, soothing strokes to keep him anchored to the earth.
“You okay?” Alhaitham breathed softly as he slid his fingers beneath Kaveh’s chin.
Kaveh had never been more okay in his life. He felt safe, desired, loved, cherished... though he didn’t seem to be able to form words again just yet. He barely managed to coordinate enough muscles in his body to force a nod and a breathless smile as he nuzzled into Alhaitham’s palm.
“You did so well, princess,” Redtham whispered in one ear as Alhaitham murmured, “I love you,” in the other. They laid down on either side of Kaveh, tangling their limbs around him and sandwiching Kaveh in their radiating body heat, surrounding him on all sides by the warmth he’d craved for so long.
They remained in that position for what could’ve been minutes or hours - Kaveh had no concept of time, simply floating on a cloud of loving bliss. Eventually, Redtham stretched and ran his palm up and down Kaveh’s thigh as he sat up. “I’ll get you a towel, beautiful,” he said softly, bringing Kaveh’s knuckles up to his lips to press a kiss to his hand before rising.
Alhaitham exhaled a soft sigh as he encircled Kaveh completely in his arms, cradling the back of his head as Kaveh nestled into the divot of Alhaitham’s shoulder like it was where he’d always belonged. Boneless and sated down to the depths of his very soul, Kaveh let out a soft hum in question as Redtham slid back onto the mattress and began cleaning Kaveh off, holding Alhaitham’s Akasha in the other hand.
Redtham’s eyes traced every inch of Kaveh’s body before finally reaching up to his face. “Since I’m not really supposed to be here, if I stay much longer, it’ll start causing bigger problems with the Akasha. I gotta go - I know you’ll miss me, princess. But I’ll be right here.” Redtham tapped Alhaitham’s head, smiling as Alhaitham slapped his hand away. “Mmm. And one last thing before I go...”
Redtham leaned in for a slow but fiery kiss. As he pulled away with a lingering smooch, he pressed his lips against Kaveh’s ear, voice too quiet for Alhaitham to hear. “If you ever want to give him a present, go find that little outfit you wore to Tighnari’s costume party senior year and put it on for him. He thinks about it like... once a week still. At minimum.”
Before Kaveh could respond, Redtham kissed his cheek, then held out Alhaitham’s Akasha across the bed. The second Alhaitham’s fingers brushed against it, Redtham disappeared with a wink as though he’d never been there at all.
Alhaitham coughed a few times and righted his shoulders.
“You okay? Back to normal?” Kaveh asked softly, sliding his palms along Alhaitham’s torso as they settled into the dry side of the sheets.
“Yeah, back to normal,” Alhaitham confirmed, then glanced down at Kaveh with a skeptical arch in his brow. “What did he say?”
Kaveh pulled him in for a kiss with a fond smile on his lips before snuggling into the profoundly comforting warmth of his arms. “You’ll find out soon enough.”