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When Kaveh woke up that morning, he couldn't help but smile.
Beneath his nose, Alhaitham's silver hair tickled his nostrils; on his arm Alhaitham's head weighed with a well-deserved sleep; under his hand, Alhaitham's lower back which he knew bore inked proof of their commitment to each other. And intertwined with his, Alhaitham's legs, whose knee came up a bit high between his thighs.
That was probably what woke him up. Or the ray of sunlight that reached him from the poorly closed curtains.
He slid his hand up his husband's back to brush strands of his hair to admire his serene face. He managed to withdraw his arm, Alhaitham sighed, rolled onto his back, but did not wake up.
It was still a bit early, and they both had the whole day ahead of them, but Kaveh wanted Alhaitham's day to start well. And he pretty much knew how he could please him to begin with. He just had to not wake up too quickly.
He admired the pectorals so appetizing, leaning down to kiss and lick the nipples that stood in his way. He descended leaving a kiss trail along the abs. His hands were brushing, caressing, massaging all the skin they could find. It was an ode to his husband's body that he was playing, and he was almost disappointed that he was still asleep, despite the sighs and small moans he managed to get out of him.
He sat up to gauge Alhaitham's level of arousal, both on his face and between his legs, and was satisfied with both.
He laid cautious fingers on the not quite erect shaft, biting his lip in anticipation.
He positioned himself more comfortably between his husband's legs, inhaling the musky scent of his pubis before licking the length of the member. He was rewarded with a long shiver and the hardening of the penis that occupied his thoughts.
He continued his work, reaping ever more sighs, shivers, moans.
“Kaveh…”, he heard a voice sigh.
“Mmmmhhh”
He had been taught not to speak with his mouth full. A gasp of surprise informed him that the vibrations of his own moan had had the desired effect. A hand cupped his head, fingers tangling in his hair, twitching as the head moved over his cock.
Kaveh came to place his thumb at the entrance to Alhaitham, implicitly asking permission. A “Yes…Ah!” answered him.
He abandoned, to their great regret to both of them, the member wet with saliva, to grab the lubricant on the bedside table. He took the time to cover the fingers of one hand before resuming his progress on the symphony of moans of his husband, while adding to his work of mouth, a work of hand.
He was given an indecent moan when he found his prostate. And a succession of others as he continued to stimulate him. Quickly, he felt Alhaitham's body twitch.
They were used to each other, despite the strong pleasure he felt, Alhaitham unhooked his hand from Kaveh's hair, but the architect increased the pressure on both the prostate and the twitching cock, making him understand that he wanted him to cum in his mouth.
Alhaitham's hand caressed as he climaxed, moaning his husband's name. Kaveh collected the semen with great fervor, not letting a drop escape.
Kaveh sat up, admiring the disheveled look of the man he loved more than anything, panting and blushing.
“Happy birthday, my love”, he said, proud of himself
Alhaitham took a few seconds to catch his breath and said with a mocking smile.
“How is it my birthday and I'm not getting anything from my husband…”
Before Kaveh could protest, Alhaitham also sat up and brought his hand to the erection as proudly erect as its owner, causing him to shiver up and down and moan softly.
He pushed slowly so that Kaveh lay down in order to get on top of him. He took the bottle of lubricant, and brushed the penis he intended to pleasure himself with. The treatment he received earlier wouldn't be quite enough, however he knew he could welcome him smoothly if he took his time.
And he took it.
It was a real torture for Kaveh whose member had not yet been touched this morning. Alhaitham's cautious back and forth was about to make him lose his self-control. He didn't notice Alhaitham's smirk before it impaled completely, nearly making him cum.
But the scribe stopped moving, savoring the long rod he had just swallowed inside him. This allowed Kaveh to regain his senses. The warmth inside his body was almost too much on its own. He caressed the powerful thighs, then up to the torso, pinching the nipples as he had not dared to do earlier, snatching a new lascivious moan from his husband. He felt the muscles around his cock twitch gently, as if testing if it was ready.
Alhaitham leaned down to kiss Kaveh, moving his hips to initiate a first movement. They moaned in unison as the scribe lowered his hips.
“Use me as you want”, Kaveh said while Alhaitham straightened his chest.
“With pleasure”, he replied, looking down on him.
And he began to move slowly at first, then widely, then quickly as he was overwhelmed by the renewed pleasure. Before Kaveh's amazed and loving eyes, his back arched and he went to place his hands behind him on the architect's legs.
These moments, when they were making love, were the only ones, almost, during which Alhaitham completely let go, completely accepted the feelings and emotions that were going through his body. It was always a divine sight for Kaveh, to see his so stoic husband lose himself entirely in pleasure like this. Hearing him moan his name, feeling his whole body twitch around him as he neared climax.
Knowing that they were both close to deliverance, he wrapped his hand around the throbbing length that swayed between their bellies, squeezing gently, wedging his movements to those of Alhaitham, who was more and more overwhelmed by the sensations, just like him.
He couldn't stop his own hips from moving in the final seconds, suddenly meeting the scribe's.
In a last burst of lucidity, he managed to bring Alhaitham's exhausted body forward, before he too gave in to fatigue and accepted that his body refused to move.
"Now… now you can say it", Alhaitham said weakly
Kaveh struggled to connect the dots, lost as he was in post-sex glow. He turned his head and did not miss the satisfied and exhausted smile of his husband.
"Ah… Happy birthday, my love."