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“Have you ever seriously thought about it?”
Kaveh blinks up at Alhaitham from where he’s resting, cradled in the bigger man’s lap. They’re on the floor in their living room. The grand sage with a book in his hand, and Kaveh reading over notes from his latest client.
“Thought about what?” He moves the papers down over his stomach, tipping his head up.
“Tighnari.” Haitham murmurs. Setting his book on the couch behind him and reaching down. Curling his hand over Kaveh’s face. Thumb brushing across his cheek.
They’ve officially been together for just over a year now; and in that time they’d become terribly domestic. Early mornings lying together in bed, gentle touches as they flit about the house doing chores, and late nights wrapped up in each other’s arms. It still makes Kaveh flush hot the way Alhaitham strives to keep them in constant touch. Always putting his hands on the architect whenever he got the chance; company be damned.
“What about Nari?” He leans into Haitham’s hand, enjoying the way the bigger man cups at his chin. Touch hot and firm.
“Letting him fuck you-”
The serenity of the moment instantly shatters as Kaveh gapes up at his junior. Face burning hot while he splutters. “Wh- where did this come from?”
Alhaitham keeps his hold on his chin. Expression carefully neutral as he stares Kaveh down. Clearly searching something out on the architect’s face. “You mentioned it once.”
“I mentioned letting him fuck me?” He raises his brows at Haitham, unable to keep the disbelief from his tone. “I can assure you, I have never told you any such thing.”
“No, but you did say he’d be willing to, if I didn’t.” Alhaitham states, a-matter-of-fact. There’s no anger or jealousy in his tone. Just curiosity.
For a moment Kaveh just stares up at him, clearly confused. Then suddenly he remembers. The very first night they had sex. Real proper sex. He’d said something about Nari in passing. But only for a moment, and only to goad the Sage on. “I can’t believe you still remember that…”
“And I can’t believe you’re avoiding the question.”
“You really want to know if I’ve ever thought about letting him have sex with me?” Kaveh scoffs, still unable to believe the turn that their peaceful Sunday morning has taken.
“I do.” Haitham rubs his thumb down over Kaveh’s lips, catching at the plush skin there and tugging down. Focus still fixed on the smaller man. “I’m interested.”
“In me getting fucked by our friend?” He’s got no idea how they’re even having this conversation. Nipping a bit at the pad of Alhaitham’s thumb as the bigger man pushes into his mouth. Clearly aiming to get him heated. “You want to watch?”
“Yes.” Alhaitham leans down over him, bringing his other hand up so he’s clutching Kaveh’s face in both palms. “In particular, I want to observe your face while you’re being fucked from behind.”
“Archons. Why are you like this?” He groans over a sharp twist of embarrassment. Unable to cover his face due to the bigger man’s hold on him. “Can’t we just do it in front of a mirror or something?”
“Too distracting.” The Sage slowly releases his grip as Kaveh shifts to sit up. Moving his hands down from the architect's face to his hips. Drawing him up and into the cradle of his crossed legs as his notes scatter to the floor around them. "I can't concentrate when I'm inside you."
This time Kaveh's got free reign to bury his burning face in his palms. Unable to quell the heat that's spread across his cheeks, staining his ears red. "Haitham!"
"That's not a no." The hands on his hips slide along his sides, hitching his shirt up. Alhaitham leans forward to kiss at Kaveh's throat. Angles around the smaller man's hands until he can press their mouths together next.
Once they pull apart from the kiss Kaveh forces his hands down. Hesitantly meeting his junior's burning gaze. “Well, why Tighnari then? Why not Cyno?”
Something dark flashes across Haitham’s expression, his response tight and grumbling. “If I let the General Mahamatra have you, I’ll never hear the end of it.”
Kaveh feels a knowing grin quirk up his lips. His tone teasing as he leans down to press down into the other man’s mouth. Kissing away the grimace that settles across his lips. “I thought the two of you were done with your stupid rivalry.”
“By definition, for him to be my rival we’d have to be competing for superiority.” Alhaitham lets out a huff against Kaveh’s mouth, fingers tightening where they’re gripped around Kaveh’s sides. “There’s clearly already a winner in that sense.”
“Oh yeah? And who would that be?” The blonde raises his brows, unable to stop the glee from showing across his face.
“Watch it.” The Grand Sage tightens his grip a bit, tone warning.
“Sorry.” Kaveh yelps, squirming in Alhaitham’s lap at the sharp pinch to his sides. "You know, even if I say yes to this, we still have to ask Nari."
Alhaitham smiles. Expression dangerous as he digs his thick fingers into Kaveh's ribs. Drawing him impossibly closer. "I'll handle Tighnari."
"I…well-" Kaveh's still reeling. He knows that if he says the word, Haitham will stop pushing the matter. They've become so good with their boundaries now, enough so that Kaveh somehow feels okay with this ridiculous concept. "As long as Nari says yes. And Cyno too…then sure.It does sound intriguing."
If he's honest, part of him is curious too. He and Tighnari have been friends for so long that he knows one night together won't be enough to change that. And the thought of Haitham watching him…well the hot curl of heat in his belly speaks volumes for how he feels about that.
With a steadying breath he presses forward onto Alhaitham. Grinding down into his lap a bit as he licks his way into his junior's mouth. Clearly angling for some intimate time with him between the bed sheets.
As usual it doesn't take much to get Alhaitham going. Conversation abandoned as the kiss deepens. Haitham’s hands drag right back down. Curling over Kaveh's ass while he awkwardly moves to stand; bringing the smaller man up and into his arms.
They make out all the way down the hall to the bedroom. Stopping more than once for Alhaitham to hitch Kaveh up against the wall, sucking bruises into the blonde's throats as he tilts his head up, whimpering to the ceiling.
By the time they reach the bed Kaveh's effectively shelved the Tighnari talk for the time being. Focussing instead on getting Haitham out of his clothes and onto his back as soon as humanly possible.
After he rides Alhaitham to completion that night, collapsing in the aftershocks of his orgasm, gasping and sweat slicked, plastered against the bigger man's chest; he thinks about it again. A nagging twist of excitement eating away at him through the lingering waves of base pleasure that fog his mind.
He stubbornly shoves the feeling away. Unwilling to dwell too much on something that, in all likelihood, would never even happen.
After all, Nari would never agree to such a ridiculous request.
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"Sure, why not."
Kaveh chokes over his glass of wine, nearly tipping right off the couch. Steadied only by the firm press of Haitham's big palm across his back. "C-come again now?"
They’re lounging in Tighnari’s living room. Surrounded by his sea of plants, green dripping from the ceiling with pots housing various flora scattered across the floor. The Forest Watcher is curled up with Cyno in their lounge chair, nursing his own drink as he raises his brows over at Kaveh.
“I mean I know we’ve joked about it before, but yeah. In all honesty.” Nari leans back into Cyno’s chest more. The General combing his fingers through the thick fur of his tail. “You’re gorgeous Kaveh. We’ve all thought about it.”
The blonde flushes beat red, bringing his free hand up to cover his mouth as he tries his best to keep his voice steady. “I’m, well- thank you?”
“Nari and I have talked about it before. You’re almost too pretty.” Cyno chimes in with a deadpan. “I mean, if you were a dusk bird, you’d be im-peck-able.”
“For Archons sake, Cyno-” Tighnari’s ears flatten against his head as he glares up at the General behind him. Clearly unimpressed. “This is exactly why they’re asking me, and not you.”
“Kaveh likes my jokes.” He defends, clutching Tighnari’s tail to his chest. “Plus he reminds me of Geometry, because he’s acute-e at every angle.”
A snorting laugh escapes Kaveh against his will. Much to Nari and Haitham’s chagrin. The pair sigh in unison, an equal mix of disappointment and disapproval.
“You’re not funny. Kaveh’s just easy.” Alhaitham states, curling his arm further around the blonde. Using his grip to pull him close.
“Hey!” He jabs his elbow at his junior’s side. Cheeks puffing out as he huffs. “Just so everyone is aware, this has nothing to do with Cyno’s jokes. It has more to do with the fact that Alhaitham would be lose his mind if I let-”
“Kaveh.” Haitham cuts him off, tone warning.
It’s too late. Cyno sounds beyond delighted at the revelation, leaning forward over Tighnari a bit to leer at Alhaitham from across the room. “Are you jealous of me, oh exaltant one?”
“What’s there to be jealous of?” Alhaitham snaps back, expression clearly saying, try me.
“You tell me.” The General grins at him. “Maybe you’re worried I could satisfy Kaveh better than you. I mean truly, no pen, no paper, and yet your boyfriend’s still drawn to me.”
Tighnari and Alhaitham both groan; the former’s more tired, and the latter’s annoyed. Kaveh on the other hand is positively beaming. Reaching to the side to squeeze a hand down over Alhaitham’s knee. “And this is exactly why Cyno’s not an option. Sorry.”
The Electro user shrugs, looking happy enough to have ruffled Alhaitham’s feathers so thoroughly. “As disappointed as I am, I’m sure I’ll live.”
“That’s enough Cyno.” Tighnari scolds, tipping his head back to stare up at his lover. “We’re all going to play within each other’s comfort zones here. Got it?”
The General looks like he’s about to make another crack, but he visibly swallows back the urge. Leaning back into the chair and tugging Nari’s tail to his chest. “Got it.”
“Speaking of comfort zones.” Kaveh takes in a long, slow breath, flicking his gaze across the room to where Cyno and Nari sit. Chewing at his lower lip a bit. Nerves suddenly flooding right back up. “You’re sure you’re both comfortable with this?”
“If it was Alhaitham, absolutely not. But it’s you.” The General states. Tone pointed and neutral. “As long as I get to watch, I’m fine with it.”
“Yeah. It will be fun.” The smile Tighnari offers him is dazzling. And really, they’ve spent so much time talking about Kaveh’s looks, when the Forest Watcher is right there. Pretty doesn’t even begin to cover it. He’s beautiful, and soft and sweet. Familiar in a way that screams comfort to Kaveh.
“Okay.” He licks his lips, suddenly feeling a little hot under the collar as he squeezes his thighs together. “Are we…is this something we’re doing now?”
“That eager huh?” Alhaitham rumbles in his ear, having calmed down a bit. His thick fingers digging into his sides a bit more, the touch causing him to squirm.
“It doesn’t have to be today I just-” His voice hiccups a bit as Haitham slides his hand down, curling it around Kaveh’s thigh until he can press it between his clenched legs. A high gasp slips out of him before he can stop it, face scarlet. “I need to wash up if we are.”
“You can use our bath.” Cyno offers, releasing Tighnari’s tail in favour of wrapping his arms around the Forest Watcher’s waist. Hands pressing into Nari’s stomach. With a satisfied sigh he leans back into Cyno’s grip, tail curling happily around one of the General’s arms. A small flush starts to form on Tighnari’s face when Cyno slides his fingers down a bit, dipping just below the sash that’s bound around the Watcher’s hips.
The atmosphere in the room has definitely changed. Something heated settling between the four of them as Kaveh tries to decide what to do next. When he responds his tone is shaking, thighs squeezing around Haitham’s hand where it’s pressed up, dangerously close to his groin.
“Alright.”
Curiosity and desire flush up through him as he stares at the pair across the room. Watching the way that Tighnari stretches lazily in Cyno’s grip. Pressing up against the General as those hands travel lower. Nari’s skin has always been so soft. His hands so gentle. There’s no use denying that he’s interested. Wants to know what it feels like to be wrapped up in his friend, just this once.
“Let’s get you washed up then.” Alhaitham shifts off the couch, dragging Kaveh up along with him. He nudges at the smaller man, urging him out of the room. Pausing only long enough to flash a significant look towards the Cyno and Nari. “We’ll meet you in your room.”
“Don’t keep us waiting.” Tighnari purrs back, his ears twitching happily as Cyno drags his hands down further, shoving them into the front of the Forest Watcher’s trousers. The moan that leaves Nari is hitching and low. Reverberating through the room and striking something deep in Kaveh’s gut.
Haitham gives him another gentle push, urging him out of the room before he can get further distracted by the pair.
“We won’t.”
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Kaveh always finds it both intimate and embarrassing when Alhaitham helps him wash up before sex. Leaving him half hard and red faced by the time the bigger man hauls him up and out of the tub. Wrapping him up before towling him dry with those big, warm hands.
“Remember, you can stop whenever you want.” Haitham murmurs, ducking down to press their lips together as he lets the towel settle over Kaveh’s shoulders. “Nothing happens here unless you want it to.”
He nods. There’s no doubt in his mind that Tighnari will listen to whatever he needs. That if he wants things to stop, all he has to do is say the word. Yet the reassurances from Alhaitham do wonders to ease the nerves that dance in his gut. He brings his hands around the bigger man’s waist. Pressing his face into Haitham’s chest and sighing, long and deep.
“I’m a little nervous.” He murmurs, rubbing his cheek into the dip between his junior’s ridiculously oversized pecs. Enjoying the moment to just breathe. Preparing himself mentally for what’s to come.
“It’s okay to be nervous, but we’re going to take care of you.” Alhaitham presses his lips to the crown of Kaveh’s head. Rubbing soothing circles across the smaller man’s back. “I’ll be right there, and Tighnari would never do anything you’re not comfortable with.”
“Yeah.” He keeps his face pressed to Haitham’s chest for another moment, enjoying his warmth, before he slowly draws back. “Let’s not keep them waiting.”
“Of course.” Alhatham helps him secure his towel around his waist. Reaching down to take the smaller man’s hand as he tugs him towards the bathroom door.
They make their way through the maze of lush, green plants that make up Tighnari’s home. Shifting down the hall in careful steps to reach the master bedroom. No words pass between them, but Alhaitham’s warm grip is comforting. Reassuring in a way that chews up Kaveh’s nerves, leaving only the twist of anticipation in his gut.
The bedroom door’s wide open. When they step inside, he can see Cyno seated on the small sofa at the wall. Tighnari on the other hand is perched on the bed, working on his nails with a thin metal file.
He perks up a bit as he catches sight of the two of them. Offering Kaveh a small, reassuring smile. “Give me one minute, I’m almost done.”
That easy grin sends a hot flush spreading across Kaveh’s face. Something tight twisting in his gut, making his teeth clench.
Alhaitham slowly releases his hand, turning to face his senior, expression calm and collected. “Ready?”
He swallows and offers the bigger man a smile. Breathing in hard when Haitham leans down to give him one last quick kiss before he presses one of his big hands to the centre of Kaveh’s back. Carefully urging him towards the bed in the centre of the room.
Kaveh slides up to the mattress. Feeling unusually shy as he eases himself down next to Tighnari. His heart pounding in his chest. He quickly glances to the side, watching as Alhaitham drops down on the sofa next to Cyno. The Grand Sage offers him a reassuring nod.
Bringing his focus back to Nari he watches as the smaller man sets the file off to the side. Only having cut three of his claws, smoothing them out until they’re rounded just below the tips of his fingers. He raises his brow and reaches out. Taking the Forest Watcher’s hand in his own. “Why only three?”
“I like having them long.” Tighnari states, watching as Kaveh turns his hand over in his palms. Expression telling. “But I don’t want to hurt you when I finger you open.”
Kaveh just about chokes over his own tongue. Nari’s hand slipping from his grip as he gapes down at the smaller man. “I uh- thank you?”
He gets a laugh in response. Light and easy. Tighnari reaches up to press one of his clawed fingers under Kaveh’s chin. Pressing in just slightly; not enough to hurt, but enough that the blonde instinctively tips his head up. “I’m going to take good care of you tonight, okay?”
Something about the way he says it just goes straight to Kaveh’s dick. He squeezes his thighs together and fists his hands into the towel around his waist. Licking his lips as Tighnari leans forward, pressing his lips to the corner of Kaveh’s mouth in the ghost of a kiss. A sharp sound escapes him as Nari pushes up on his knees. Nudging closer to Kaveh so that he can swing one leg over the bigger man. Straddling his waist.
He’s had Tighnari on his lap before, but it was always comfortable and innocent. Never heated. But now he finds his heart hammering in his chest as he brings his hands down, curling them over Nari’s ass on instinct.
Now leaning over Kaveh the Forest Watcher beams. His ears twitch forward as he brings their faces close, noses brushing together. It’s a surprisingly chaste gesture, but somehow it makes Kaveh flush hot. Cheeks staining red all the way up to the tips of his ears.
“You’re so cute.” Tighnari murmurs. He brings one hand up to cup Kaveh’s cheek. Dragging the other around to curl into his hair before he leans down. Slipping his tongue out to drag across the blonde’s pursed lips. Licking his way inside.
Kaveh groans into the kiss. Opening his mouth easily as he tightens his grip on Tighnari above him. It’s been so long since he’s kissed anyone other than Alhaitham. But this kiss is nothing like the ones he shares with the Grand Sage. Unlike Haitham, Tighnari is soft; almost sweet as he presses into him. Catching at Kaveh’s tongue carefully with his small, pointed fangs, and scratching gently at the blonde’s scalp while he deepens the kiss.
Something soft brushes against Kaveh’s fingers where they’re curled over Tighnari’s ass. It takes him a moment to place the sensation. His brain slowly catching up with his fingers as he lets go of Nari, dragging his hands through the soft fur of his tail instead.
Oh. That’s different.
Nari seems to like it too. Shuddering into their kiss as he presses further into Kaveh. Keeping their chests flush together.
Kaveh’s spurned on by the smaller man’s reaction. Raking his fingers more firmly over Nari’s tail. A small thrill of excitement clenching in his chest when the Forest Watcher moans into his mouth.
He loses track of time a bit, too caught up in the soft press of Tighnari’s mouth; barely noticing as the smaller man starts to urge him backwards. Lets himself be moved back until his shoulders hit the mattress, Nari ending up lounging across Kaveh’s front, hips to shoulder.
The smaller man starts to press between his thighs. The towel comes loose around his waist as Nari settles into the dip between his hips. Their groins slip together, causing Kaveh’s breath to hitch.
It’s weird, not being pressed down by the familiar weight he’s come to expect with sex; so used to Haitham’s bigger frame shoving him into their bed. Tighnari’s so much smaller than him, it’s an entirely different feeling. A compact expanse of lean muscles, barely pushing Kaveh into the mattress at all. But still warm, comfortable and solid.
He brings his hands up from where they’re curled into Tighnari’s tail. Drags them up the smaller man’s sides until he can wrap them around Nari’s shoulders. Clinging to him as he moans into the kiss.
When Tighnari pulls back he catches at Kaveh’s lip. Scraping at it gently with his fangs in a way that makes Kaveh squirm beneath him. “You make the best noises.”
The blonde has no idea what to say to that, cheeks burning hot as Nari begins to kiss his way down his throat. “Have you always been this smooth- oh.”
His hips buck up of their own accord as Tighnari drags his tongue down across his collar before sealing his mouth over one of Kaveh’s nipples. Laving at the bud in a way that has Kaveh whimpering. His chest has always been sensitive; a fact that Alhaitham’s constantly trying to exploit. However somehow with Nari it’s even more embarrassing; the stark way his body reacts as the smaller man bites down, just on the edge of painful.
On instinct he brings his knees up, desperate for some friction while he grinds up into Tighnari’s belly, hands grasping over the smaller man’s shoulders. “Shit.”
“I love your chest.” Nari continues peppering Kaveh with compliments as he rolls his tongue over the blonde’s chest. Sliding his mouth over to work at his other nipple, leaving him bucking beneath him. “So cute, just like the rest of you-”
“Nari.” He hiccups over a whine, feeling flustered as he struggles not to lose what’s left of his composure.
Whatever this is, the hot build inside him, he knows one thing for sure.
He won’t last long. Not like this.
The thought is as exciting as it is terrifying, and for the first time that night Kaveh can't help but thinking.... What have I gotten myself into.