[For what it's worth Alhaitham barely reacts to being called out like that. What he does react to, however, is the feel of Kaveh's hand right on his chest, and try as he might there is no way to stop the way his breath hitches at that blessedly cool touch to his now burning skin.
How long has it been since the last time they did this? His brain is too muddled to remember at this point. All he knows is that it's been long enough. Long enough for him to want, and the potion that burns through his veins has long shredded through any last bit of resistance he has to denying himself any further.
There is no warning then, to the way Alhaitham shoots his hand over to grab Kaveh by the front of his shirt, gripping tightly enough for his hand to tremble as he drags Kaveh down for a kiss that he deepens the very first chance he gets, devouring Kaveh's mouth with a hunger that makes no attempt to hide how much he wants this.]
action; the real proof that love makes people stupid
How long has it been since the last time they did this? His brain is too muddled to remember at this point. All he knows is that it's been long enough. Long enough for him to want, and the potion that burns through his veins has long shredded through any last bit of resistance he has to denying himself any further.
There is no warning then, to the way Alhaitham shoots his hand over to grab Kaveh by the front of his shirt, gripping tightly enough for his hand to tremble as he drags Kaveh down for a kiss that he deepens the very first chance he gets, devouring Kaveh's mouth with a hunger that makes no attempt to hide how much he wants this.]