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“The new book I received today is quite interesting.”
Alhaitham spoke, a teasing yet serious tone within his voice. Today was his birthday, and among the countless gifts bombarded at his doorstep, Alhaitham took a liking to a particular booklet settled on the desk in his study.
It was left there this morning, with no sender to assign the gift to. All it said was, “Happy Birthday Alhaitham!” in a familiar script. He couldn’t help his curiosity, wondering just who might’ve put it there. They made a mighty escape sometime in the morning, too.
When Alhaitham picked it up, he assumed it was a casual book. Of course, the outward appearance said so. There was nothing odd about it. It was brown, with a simple binding, and had a fair amount of pages tucked between the front and back. Alhaitham had no suspicions whatsoever, though he wondered what the contents contained. His selection of literature was somewhat broad, but he felt that the suspected sender might’ve managed to choose something either extremely wrong, or extremely right for him.
Alhaitham, book in hand, began to flip through the pages by cascading his thumb over the edges. He hadn’t even gotten halfway through the book before he abruptly stopped. He snapped it shut. An array of colors “flashed” on his face (for somebody like Alhaitham, maybe they wouldn’t show. Realistically, his face heated up and he felt a slight panic), ranging from red to purple to green, back to his pale complexion.
Momentarily, he froze. Then, he composed himself, and took a deep breath. What he saw was likely an amalgamation of the pages blurring together; surely, it was not real. It couldn’t be. If the sender was who he thought it was, how could they be… So shameful?
He slowly, very slowly, began to open the book again. First, the cover. Then…
Alhaitham often betrayed nothing with his facial expressions, unless he was around a particular someone. However, right now, nothing could conceal his squinting eyes that blared “weariness” to the whole world. He placed his thumb over the edge of the first page, flipping it over with caution. Mentally, he winced. Physically, he stared.
Upon the page laid erotica. Straight up porn. Two people with entangled limbs, swept by the throes of passion. Each page contained the same concept, but displayed a different position. For somebody like Alhaitham, the sight was rather painful. He hadn’t bothered himself with content like this, so he was much surprised to discover a gift of this caliber was bestowed upon him.
He couldn’t stand looking at it for more than a second. He shut the book again and tossed it across his desk. Alhaitham could only stand there, hand bracing his forehead as he wondered who could’ve possibly thought such a book was a great idea. The answer was actually quite obvious, seeing as only one person had access to his study so early in the morning. Yet, Alhaitham would not be seeing the perpetrator until the evening.
Thus, he would have to wait for revenge. Alhaitham was not the kind of person to avenge himself in usual circumstances, but this case was peculiar. Oftentimes, he couldn’t care less about what other people did concerning him. He let them be, and supposed they would get their due rights eventually. But with this person, he wanted to be the one to initiate a lifetime’s worth of spite at every moment he could.
But, how would he do it? It wasn’t that easy. The only advantage he had at the moment was that he had too much time on his hands. Should he spend his birthday exhausting himself to go all out for revenge? Or should he find a way to benefit himself as well? These questions rolled through Alhaitham’s mind.
A quick decision had been made, accompanied by a smug look on his face.
Now, all he had to do was wait.
—
“Alhaitham?”
Kaveh had just gotten home from work. He had a habit of calling out Alhaitham’s name upon arrival, just to ensure his whereabouts. When he didn’t get an answer, he raised his brows, but they quickly smoothened out after seeing Alhaitham on the couch. At first, Kaveh believed Alhaitham couldn’t hear, and that was why he didn’t respond, but further inspection showed he heard him very clearly and chose to ignore him.
No skin off Kaveh’s nose, though. If Alhaitham didn’t want to talk to him, then fine. He’ll try again later. With this, Kaveh continued to set his keys down, take off his shoes, and make his way over to the kitchen. He fumbled within the cabinets for some time, just to ensure their weekly restock wasn’t messed up.
Alhaitham, after a long silence, spoke first, “The new book I received today is quite interesting.”
At this, Kaveh’s brows furrowed. He only glanced backward, asking, “What book?”
“Y’know, the one in my study. Don’t tell me you’ve already forgotten about it?”
A brief pause instilled.
Kaveh fully turned around now. He stared at Alhaitham with squinted eyes. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Alhaitham. I never got you a book for your birthday.”
“Really?” Alhaitham sounded provocative, cocking his head forward.
“Really! Why would I buy you a book? You already have a thousand,” Kaveh huffed and rolled his eyes.
Surprisingly, this amused Alhaitham. He walked to the other side of the counter, opposed to Kaveh. His gaze was mainly stern, but a glint of mischief had flashed through his eyes. Kaveh had missed it, however; he was too busy pondering where the book came from.
“Take a look at it for yourself and see. I just don't think anyone else would gift me this, other than you.” With that, Alhaitham nodded his head in the direction of his study. He gestured for Kaveh to follow, who did so while mumbling profusely that he did not buy a book.
Alhaitham pushed the door open first. Kaveh walked in without a moment’s hesitation, his own muttering distracting him from the lock of the door clicking.
He whipped around, book in hand, to face Alhaitham. “Is this what you’re talking about?”
A nod.
“Seriously, I don’t know why you’re so adamant…” He continued with the grumbling, hand gestures flying about, “What is this thing even about?”
“Why don’t you take a look for yourself?” Alhaitham took a step closer to him. It was an unsuspecting movement, one used to merely close the distance.
“Hmph.” Kaveh turned back around as he set the book on the desk. He began to flip through the pages rapidly, but quickly stopped once he realized the contents. His reaction was almost the same as Alhaitham’s.
“What in the—“ was all he managed, before he felt a hand capture the back of his neck and his spine, pushing his chest onto the desk. The book had slid across the desk out of Kaveh’s panic, wide open on an absurd scene. Coincidentally, the position was almost similar to the one he was in.
Cheek against the cold surface, Kaveh’s words were jumbled together, “Alhaythum— I—“
Said Alhaythum, was presently sidling his hand over Kaveh’s ass. It only took him one hand to keep Kaveh pinned (not that he put up much of a fight anyway), while he used the other to rub his cheeks through the fabric of his pants. The sensation was unsettling to Kaveh. He had no idea what kind of ideas Alhaitham had by doing it. Part of him hoped that if he was going to fuck him, he should just get on with it. What’s the deal with all this?
However, the unsettling sensation made him unusually aroused. The slightest touch in such a provocative position made him overly alert. Even the heat of Alhaitham’s fingertips just hovering made Kaveh tense.
Alhaitham paused, leaning over Kaveh. His lips pressed against the back of Kaveh’s ear, “Still not owning up to it?”
His hot breath sent shivers down Kaveh’s spine. It was warm and intimate, and knowing how close Alhaitham was to him made him excited. A tingling sensation began to roil within Kaveh’s stomach, rendering him unable to answer. How much he longed for Alhaitham to touch him with meaning, rather than always blaming their previous affairs on intoxication. Though there was meaning to their entanglement now, it wasn’t what Kaveh truly yearned for, but he would have to settle. Progress was progress.
When Alhaitham heard no response, he let out a low scoff. “If you’re that unwilling to admit it, I have no choice but to punish you.”
Kaveh’s eyes immediately furrowed. His senses came back at the mention of punishment. What punishment? He hadn’t done anything wrong, he truly didn’t gift him the book!
His question was answered the moment a resounding smack sounded through the air. A stinging sensation exploded on the skin of Kaveh’s ass. It prickled everywhere and raised his hair. He let out a gurgled gasp, only to feel it again. Was… Was Alhaitham spanking him?
“A-Alhaitham! What’re you doing— I, mgh—” Kaveh began, only to end in a groan.
This wasn’t something he ever imagined himself doing. He found the idea quite shameful, but there was something savory about that sting that was momentary and the bruise that followed after.
Although it was painful, it was enjoyable in equal amount. Kaveh found himself whimpering afterward, his fingers desperately grabbing at the desk’s surface. “Stop that, it… It feels weird!”
“If you’re going to act opposed to it, actually try to mean it.” Alhaitham snorted, his hand striking down for another slap. Kaveh jerked forward on the desk. Tears began to brim around his eyes, yet he found the pain so pleasurable. He could feel the red that blotched his skin. Alhaitham was undeniably strong, causing each hit to produce a clear, crisp sound. And yet, he just didn’t find that satisfying.
Although it was unbelievably attractive to see Kaveh bent over a table, ass in the air, and his body twitching all over, it just wasn’t enough. He wanted to see the marks on his body, the pinkish handprint that left itself on his smooth, fair skin. The thought itself made Alhaitham bite his lip, in an attempt to soothe his desire.
Consumed by it, he slipped a finger into the waistband of Kaveh’s pants, pulling them down to reveal his ass cheeks. One was visibly redder than the other, with the peppering of dots all around to show the stain of his punishment. Alhaitham relished the sight, his tongue making a quick swoop around his lips.
Kaveh, at such a quick motion, immediately gasped. He tried to lift himself up, to look back at such a shameful notion, but couldn’t; he was still pinned down. Overcoming his momentary shock, he groaned, “Alhaitham!”
“You’re even hotter with your skin marked by me.” His tone of voice couldn’t hide the smirk on his face. Alhaitham rubbed his hand against Kaveh’s skin whilst teasing, “Did you like it? My hand against your ass? The way you moaned was enough to answer.”
His print was hot to the touch, yet the surface was so smooth. His fingertips traced over it lightly, teasing Kaveh with minimal sensation. It evidently worked, the soft sound of Kaveh’s low moans ringing out again.
Heading such a sweet noise over and over forced Alhaitham to clench his teeth. The heat that had been building within his gut suddenly burst forth, a quick surge speeding towards his lower half. He felt his cock bulge against the tightness of his pants, and so quickly too. He had been suppressing his lust for quite some time, since the moment Kaveh got home. Alhaitham spent his whole day wondering how he’d fuck Kaveh this way and that, as revenge for purchasing such a naughty book.
Alhaitham pressed himself against the crack of Kaveh’s cheeks. He bent over him, one hand still firmly on his neck, while the other reached for the book. He slid it across the desk. It landed next to Kaveh’s face, right where Alhaitham wanted it.
“Look here, Kaveh. This is the page you even landed on too. Were you trying to tell me something?”
The book had remained open since Kaveh sent it flying across the table earlier. Coincidentally, the position the page contained was identical to theirs. One person held over a table while the one behind them ruthlessly pounded into them. Of course, Alhaitham knew that was just chance, but he also knew the opportunity would be too good to waste.
“Aren’t you just asking for me to bend you over? Shove my cock into your tight hole and fuck you senseless?” Such words would usually not come out of Alhaitham’s mouth, but a form of elation had overcome him. A golden opportunity had presented itself in front of him and he couldn’t say no. What else was he supposed to do other than reject a heavenly experience with the person he yearned for even in their Akademiya days?
There was no way he could. He would never.
Kaveh had tried his best to avoid looking at the book. His own crotch had grown excited long ago, and he was afraid he’d lose his senses if he became anymore stimulated. His eyes were shut tight. Alhaitham wasn’t a fan of this, shifting his lips to the back of Kaveh’s ear again.
His tongue caressed his earlobe, licking around it and up the entire length of his ear. His breath was hot, constantly tickling Kaveh’s skin. Kaveh shuddered violently, unable to resist the moans gutting his throat. Alhaitham was ruthless, his bulge pushed against Kaveh’s hole, as he sucked the back of his ear.
Such minimal things weren’t gratifying enough, however.
Alhaitham pulled himself back up, releasing Kaveh from being pinned down. Despite that, Kaveh made no attempt to get up. He was flushed in the face, his eyes finally opening to reveal a dazed stare. He was perturbed from how erotic it felt just to be teased, and couldn’t possibly imagine what anything else would feel like…
Using this chance, Alhaitham pulled his hips back from Kaveh. He rested his hands on Kaveh’s waist, then flipped him over. Now, Kaveh’s back rested against the desk, and his entirety was lifted onto it. Alhaitham slid his hands down to Kaveh’s thighs. He pulled him closer to him, forcing his legs to straddle around Alhaitham.
In the open, Kaveh’s erection stood tall and dripping with precum. It was red at the tip, and seemed to be begging for release. The view made Alhaitham crave more. He wasted no time grabbing the collar of Kaveh’s shirt, yanking him upwards as their faces drew closer. Kaveh, mind you, had come to his sense just a second before he was suddenly grabbed. Now facing Alhaitham, their lips a breadth away, he found his complexion deepening in color. He wanted to move back, out of fear that this opportunity would send him spiraling.
But of course, Alhaitham had no plans to let him go.
Alhaitham released his collar and shifted his hand to the back of Kaveh’s neck. He pushed Kaveh’s face into his, their lips cramming together. Alhaitham’s lips were slick from the habit of licking them, producing wet noises the moment they touched. Kaveh was equally responsive; he admitted defeat. He wouldn’t be able to fight the urges he’d been quenching for so long. Alhaitham’s tongue dug deep into Kaveh’s mouth, brushing roughly against each crevice of it.
He couldn’t get enough of his taste. Neither of them could.
Alhaitham became even more forceful, shoving Kaveh even closer to him. His hot breath brushed the surface of Kaveh’s lips every so often, the carnal desire only burning higher with each second. They produced an euphony of moaning sounds, each twisted with the other’s. Their breathing became relentlessly rugged, both desperately wanting air, but not wanting to break apart. Alhaitham had become so greedy that he began pushing into Kaveh. Kaveh was unaware of the fact he was slowly being pushed backward, down into the table.
Only when Alhaitham broke apart from him, to kiss Kaveh down his neck, did he realize their position. Alhaitham started with sucking on Kaveh’s skin, but the lower he went, the more aggressive he became. He swiftly removed Kaveh’s shirt after finding it a bothersome obstacle. If not for his remnants of sanity, he would’ve torn it right off of him. And soon, Kaveh’s collarbone and chest were covered with bite marks. The pain didn’t bother Kaveh, but it felt good instead.
He was panting helplessly, watching Alhaitham lap his tongue over his nipple. A tingle sped through Kaveh’s spine. He threw his head back and gasped. Alhaitham continued to suck and lick his nipple, the other one clenched between his index and middle finger. Kaveh’s nipples were so hard, they were hot to the touch and blaring red. A string of spit connected Alhaitham’s lips as he pulled away. His eyes flickered upward to peek at Kaveh’s reaction. The flustered look upon his face only drove his lust.
By now, Alhaitham had lost track of what his plans were. He was supposed to be compensated for such a dirty gift, but it seems he was only pleasuring Kaveh. Nonetheless, Alhaitham would get what he wanted.
Alhaitham reached for the book again, standing up straight and examining the pages. “Which position do you want to try, Kaveh? Since you’re so familiar with books like these, you get to choose.”
Of course, Kaveh couldn’t answer with the state he was in.
“Should I touch your chest and suck on your nipples some more? Or…” He wrestled a hand towards Kaveh’s waist. “Touch you down here?”
His chest had been fondled, his mouth invaded, and his bottom half was begging for sweet release. Kaveh had no mind and merely groaned, pushing the book away.
Frowning, Alhaitham dropped it. “If you’re not going to choose, I will.”
Kaveh’s eyes widened when he realized that was the worst case scenario, but he couldn’t object. Alhaitham had already spun him back around, forcing his stomach against the desk.
Alhaitham’s lust was consuming him, and he wasted no time pulling his cock out. It stood tall and red, and felt like it would explode at any moment. Reaching forward, Alhaitham grabbed Kaveh’s jaw and forced his face to look sideways. He shoved his fingers into Kaveh’s mouth, sliding them over and under his tongue, then pulling them back out. He pulled Kaveh’s pants down and slathered his saliva all over his twitching hole.
The coolness of the sensation made Kaveh moan. These sounds only further drove Alhaitham, and he rammed his fingers right into Kaveh. He stared with two fingers, as they weren’t entirely strangers to this, and pushed as far as he could with each thrust. Kaveh felt tears well in his eyes from the roughness, his eyes nearly rolling back into his head. He gripped the side of the desk to stabilize himself, though it didn’t do much.
Alhaitham’s fingers were being sucked in by Kaveh’s hole, and he relished in the sight. He could feel his cock growing greedier by the second. Despite wanting to “punish” Kaveh, he didn’t want to hurt him, so he had no choice but to prepare him first; Alhaitham was also aware that his size was large. And yet, he felt so much torment not being able to shove himself in. He couldn’t take it anymore.
With a stifled groan, Alhaitham replaced his fingers with his cock. From their previous affairs, Kaveh had been molded to fit Alhaitham exactly. He slid right in, forcing himself into the depths of Kaveh’s body. Both moaned at the same time, Kaveh whispering Alhaitham’s name. “A-Alhaitham… Please…”
“Please, what? You don’t want it?” He pressed himself in even more, which gained a shiver from Kaveh.
“No, no— I want it all—“ He muttered at first, and Alhaitham thought he heard it wrong.
Alhaitham couldn’t help but laugh. “You can’t take that back, then.”
Immediately, Alhaitham began to move at a rapid pace. He had no mercy for Kaveh, since this is what he asked for. Alhaitham ensured each thrust pushed him all the way inside Kaveh. His hips snapped quickly as he drowned in the ecstasy of flesh on flesh. His panting became heavy, and his hands gripped Kaveh’s waist for support.
Kaveh was becoming a mess with each thrust. He felt hot tears spill out of his eyes at the same time heat was pooling in his stomach. His hole was clenching so tightly around Alhaitham, as if loath to part. Alhaitham enjoyed the sight, seeing how much Kaveh was sucking him in. He could tell how much Kaveh truly liked being fucked like this. The feeling of ramming his cock back and forth into such a tight place filled Alhaitham with pleasure, his pace picking up even faster.
His head continuously slammed itself against a sweet spot within Kaveh. Kaveh loved how it felt to be touched there, filled to the brim with as much as Alhaitham could give him.
“M-More, Alhaitham— All the— Way!” Kaveh suddenly jolted, his back lifting from the table and arching. He shuddered all over, eyes wide.
Alhaitham had thrusted with as much force as he could, his entirety stuffed inside of Kaveh. Instead of pulling out afterward and continuing with a quick pace, he held it momentarily. Then, he slowly pulled his cock out, but not entirely. He withdrew a few inches, only to forcefully slam himself back in. Kaveh gasped for air, his hands reaching to claw Alhaitham’s forearms.
He panted, “More, ngh! Ah, mmph— Alhaitham…” Kaveh eyes rolled to the back of his head. He felt he was seeing white, and his body was starting to go numb from how harsh it was.
Alhaitham had continuously rammed himself into Kaveh like this, suddenly picking the pace up again. The change allowed Kaveh no time to prepare. He could only try to relax with what strength he had left, accepting the fullness Alhaitham gave him.
Alhaitham made a sudden jerk, slightly shivering. He kept himself planted inside Kaveh. His teeth drew over his bottom lips, sucking them in as he let out a groan of utmost satisfaction. He pulled himself out of Kaveh, having came, and watched as strands of slickness kept them connected. Alhaitham pumped himself a few times, more cum drooling out right onto Kaveh’s stomach. Not a word came from Kaveh’s mouth through it all; he was so thoroughly worn out and dazed from the experience.
Alhaitham’s eyes glistened as he examined Kaveh’s state. Disheveled blond hair that stuck to his temples and neck, flushed skin that covered his entirety, and puddles of Alhaitham’s release smothered about his body. A dryness crept up Alhaitham’s throat, but he had no choice but to ignore it. He could only find gratification for his repressed desire by soaking in the sight of Kaveh leaking from both ends. His cock was slicked at the tip, while his ass spilled a thick consistency of whiteness. It pooled beneath his ass, making Kaveh look all the more enticing.
That heat in Alhaitham was growing harder to suppress, but seeing how Kaveh was in no state, he had to leave it. How fortunate it was that Alhaitham was able to satisfy himself, all while working Kaveh to the bone.
Maybe the booklet wasn’t so bad after all.
But, the thought occurred to Alhaitham that maybe Kaveh truly didn’t buy it for him. If that were the case, then who did?
—
In a drunken stupor, two friends clung to each other on the streets of Sumeru City. Arms linked, cheeks nearly touching, they crafted a perfect idea. How else could they help their poor little friend get banged by his long-time crush?
Easy!
Provoke him into it!
It had been so many years of hearing two sides of yearning that they couldn’t take it anymore!
Thus, the idea of buying a pork booklet sprang into a plan. With the book secured, completely oblivious to the odd looks of the clerk to see such outstanding members of society buying an item like that, the two continued on their way to their good friend’s house.
Well, not really his house.
All it took was the loosely placed spare key that their friend planted, and they found themselves forging his handwriting and leaving a sweet note on the book! How much they wanted to cackle but couldn’t, not until they got back outside.
Their quick journey went unknown to the two residents of the household, even as those two friends fell to their knees laughing under the pretense of many drinks.
Then, all they had to do was wait for results. How would their friend be the following day? Would he be dazed for the entirety, or fuming with anger that he’d been framed?
It was actually both.
In attendance of a dinner party for Alhaitham’s birthday, Cyno and Tighnari watched Kaveh like hawks. They were aware of their drunken prank, but couldn’t do anything about it when the clarity hit them. Thus, they could only watch it all fall apart.
Or so they thought.
Although Kaveh was mad about the matter and thoroughly went off on the two, it had much progressed his personal relationship with Alhaitham.
So it wasn’t all bad in the end.
Except for Alhaitham, who now has an erotic book among the other literature in his study, with not a clue what to do with it.