No! I do not trade sex for amenities.(DEBATABLE, TBH)
Well, for instance, sometimes he'll select the wine we bring in. And other times he'll remember that I have impeccable taste, and he'll let ME choose them.
Same for food, and other things, and ... Mmm. This sounds worryingly domestic.
( what a very interesting dialogue to give a man you've been sexting over the past half hour, Alhaitham. Kaveh raises an eyebrow before he slowly saunters across the room, folding his arms where he eventually leans in the open doorway, red eyes fixed on his occupied housemate. )
I think you know as well as I do that food isn't on my mind right now.
... Unless you have miraculously forgotten the topic of conversation we were engaged in not even several minutes ago.
[ Alhaitham still doesn't grace him even with a single glance and when he speaks up, his tone is even sharper than usual. ]
You wish I did. Come here and get the job done.
[ For a moment it seems like he might finally put the book away, but the scribe just flips the page. He's been reading the same sentence over and over ever since Kaveh stepped inside the house, anyway. ]
Then you can move on to more enjoyable things, if I'm such a chore.
[ He's not even subtle in expressing that his pride was hurt. ]
( oh, what's this? a playful smile brightens Kaveh's face when he hears this. he's surprised to hear Alhaitham imply that he wants to get this over with, since Kaveh might even insist that he's far more excited about this than he is. few things in life provide him greater pleasure than watching the stoic scribe fall apart from the talent of his mouth. )
"Get the job done" ... I didn't realise I was on a time limit here.
( the architect slowly lowers himself to the ground before he crawls between the other man's legs where he is seated in his chair, flashing a dangerous looking glint in his eyes accompanying his amused smile. he maintains his eye contact, firmly gliding both hands up the other man's thighs. )
If you think I'm going to do nothing less than enjoy the hell out of this, then you are sadly mistaken. ( both of his hands then slide up to the front of the scribe's trousers, popping the button open and unzipping them, palming and squeezing him through the fabric. just how excited is he? )
You aren't. But if you want to do it for fun with someone else, I shouldn't keep you here for too long.
[ Alhaitham might have said much more than his pride allows him to, actually. Kaveh's free to do whatever he wants as long as it isn't against the laws—that much is obvious and doesn't require an explanation. Why is he so irritated, however? Well, he's dealing with Kaveh, so that's unavoidable. The architect is just trying to get under his skin and, unfortunately, he's succeeding. ]
I hope that you're really working on a new project and not just sleeping around to kill time.
[ That comes off a little bit too harsh, but he can't help feeling irritated for some reason. Once Kaveh is positioned between his legs, gazing up at him like that, Alhaitham tenses up in his chair. His pride once again comes into play when it comes to eye contact—his eyes remain focused on Kaveh, even though he hasn't put away his book yet.
What might be of Kaveh's interest is that the scribe's grip on the cover becomes even tighter when his dick is being massaged through the trousers. A soft sound slips past his lips, so different from these cold remarks. ]
( it takes all of his strength to not roll his eyes at those statements. but his brows soften and knit slightly to show at least a hint of annoyance. while Kaveh can feel his anger bubbling up inside of him like a kettle coming up to boil, he resists acting on it in order to prioritise not spoiling the mood. as much as he loves at blowing up at Alhaitham, having sex with him may beat that by a small margin.
but he does fix on Alhaitham's tone in this instance, pausing while he digests his words. the way he phrased it sounded as though he is ... jealous? which surprises him a little. he focuses back on the task at hand - rather than snapping with words of defence as Alhaitham would likely expect, he hums out a statement intent on reassuring him. he's also just quietly going to ignore the statement about work because he does not want to think about work while sucking dick. )
There's no one else. ( not since you, he doesn't add. ) And it's staying that way. ( it's true that Kaveh used to be very promiscuous, with a lot of Sumeru's men having a taste of him in the past. but ever since he moved in with his housemate, he hasn't solicited anyone for sex. he would gladly scold Alhaitham for it - and claim that he cursed his dick somehow. but for whatever reason, the scribe is the only man that Kaveh now has eyes for.
he hears that pleasurable sound among the bitter words, and elects to chase more of it. the architect runs his tongue along the bare skin of the other man's navel when he stretches his fingers to press his shirt up, finally reaching into his boxers in order to free him. he plants a hot, lingering kiss on the tip of his cock, peppering it with soft suckles and kisses to really put emphasis on the fact that he is not here to rush anything. Kaveh hums in approval, content to worship Alhaitham with his mouth and to prove that there really is no one else. )
[ That lingering silence only confirms what Alhaitham is already aware of, namely that he let on much more than he should. There's nothing rational about jealousy and he's fully expected to be called out on that. These slightly knitted eyebrows of Kaveh's look like a fitting prelude to a mocking comment and that's what Alhaitham prepares himself for. The reality, however, is drastically different. ]
I never asked about that. [ Well, not directly, that's for sure. ] You shouldn't waste time on other distractions.
[ This distraction, however, is perfectly fine in Alhaitham's book, which makes him a hypocrite. He's no fool, though—Kaveh is attractive and charming. People turn their heads to peek at him when he's walking down the street and Alhaitham can see why.
His mind goes blank as soon as the architect's tongue comes into contact with his skin. Squirming in the chair, a soft moan escapes past Alhaitham's slightly parted lips only to be followed by a louder groan when his housemate leans in to tease his cock with kisses and suckles. At least, it finally makes him put the book down. Being lavished with attention results in his cock twitching a little, revealing that the scribe is hungry for more, much more. ]
( there's a satisfaction that runs deep within Kaveh when he hears those pleasurable noises pouring out of Alhaitham, indicating that he is on the right path. but he's not quite there yet, if that dialogue is anything to go by. he pauses the act of him lavishing the other man's length, shooting up a scorning glance. )
Stop talking, would you? ( he begins to pump Alhaitham's cock at the base, which is made easy due to the lubricant provided by his mouth just now. ) I'm going to get you out of that head of yours.
( without any further ceremony, Kaveh is quick to wrap his warm tongue around the head of the other man's cock, flicking his tongue in the slit to catch any spill of pre-cum. tactically, he moans against it, intent on using the vibrations to further his goals in pleasuring Alhaitham. the pace he starts with is slow and deliberate, while he pushes his head forward in order to take the other man deep within the wet confines of his mouth, stopping only when the immovable pressure at the back of his throat prevents him.
mmm ... he may never get tired of this. Kaveh withdraws himself, before repeating the same movement, using his hand to pump the base which he meets in tandem with the thrusts of his mouth. the pace that Kaveh establishes is deliberately slow, give that his favourite method for performing oral is all about the buildup. he abstains in intervals - slowing down before picking up speed again, with the vulgar wet sounds echoing in the open acoustics of the room, his moans accompanying them. )
If only you were... [ Alhaitham pauses to bite his bottom lip, but that doesn't muffle the moan which is a result of his cock being stroked. ] You were so determined... other projects...
[ Repeating himself and dropping prepositions is a very promising sign for Kaveh, even if Alhaitham is still desperately trying to keep focus. His fingers curl into fists on the arm rest, his chest rising and falling as he's panting softly. Mesmerized by the sight of the architect's head bobbing up and down, Alhaitham whines, yielding to the pleasure Kaveh is offering him with his mouth. ]
Kaveh, you— [ A sharp, abrupt noise slips past his lips, interrupting whatever Alhaitham wanted to say. ] Don't stop...
[ Maybe that groan from just a moment before was a blessing in disguise because when it sinks in, the scribe bites his bottom lip harder, clearly regretting the words. ]
They are? Well, if that's the case, you're certainly a cut above the rest. Your outfit says enough as far as having an eye for taste goes. ( he does a single handed gesture. Kaeya!! you look so good!!! you stylish bitch!!!!!!!!! )Love the earring, and your outfit.
( Kaveh takes another sip of wine, smiling with amusement over the stick-man story. that's what he'd draw for Alhaitham if Alhaitham asked for a portrait. )
A stick figure? Really? That's a shame. I think painting you would be exceptional. ( is he flirting or just being Super Into Art ??? who knows...... )
[kaeya sits back and plays with the chain connecting his collar, tilting his head. definitely flirting.]
Oh, it does feel good to have all the hard work I put into my appearance noticed. We should surely keep in contact, I think. To indulge in drink and like-minded people and share fashion tips. Perhaps even to have that painting session.
[he leans forward now, taking hold of the collar of kaveh's cape.]
Sumeru fabrics are of another world entirely. So entirely full of life and beauty. Maybe you'd like to take my around the shopping district, hm? I'd like to pick up a few pieces.
( fuck lol!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! he die!!!!!!!!!!!!! he fuckin die!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! )
You certainly should, ( he agrees, growing a smile he didn't even realise he was making. ) It gets terribly hot out here, you know. Jungle and desert climate. It's important that clothing stays light and ventilated, lest the humidity will get you. ( he sees u have the ventilated part down already, Kaeya )
Lucky we have access to stylish clothing that works practically as it does aesthetically.
Mm, it is quite a bit more humid than it is in Mondstadt. I feel a bit overdressed, even. So if you'll pardon me-
[yeah, captain kaeya is going to take off his weird ass coat and hang it over the back of his chair, leaving him in only his crisp white undershirt. which miraculously doesn't have any sweat on it - what kind of miracle deodorant are you using, kaeya?]
Ah, that's much better. Though, I wonder how much of the temperature is Sumeru, and how much of it is due to present company.
Mm. ( Kaveh smiles fondly around the rim of his wine glass, trying to suppress how much that compliment tickled him. but it's exceptionally hard!! and ever so slightly, he blushes. his red eyes twinkle with interest when he opens them, adam's apple bobbing while he finishes his drink. ) I think I understand how you feel.
( but, well. with the booze drank, clearly there's only one solution here: and that's to obtain even more. Kaveh pulls himself up out of his seat. )
Be just a moment. It seems we're in need of a top-up. Time for me to see if I still have my charm ...
( when Kaveh walks over to the bar, the barman immediately starts chatting like he knows him. Kaeya will be able to hear him gushing about his daughter being a student of Kshahrewar, and how she always visits the Palace of Alcazarzaray, aspiring to meet her idol senior face to face ...
Kaveh leans on the counter, chatting in a way that suggests he'll allow his daughter to meet him any time he likes. this makes the bartender light up and place a large bottle of wine in front of him, along with two glasses. once their conversation ends, the blonde returns to his seat with the wine and both glasses. )
Now, I'm not certain if it was my looks or my reputation as an architect that got us this ... but talk about an amazing win! Heh. ( and he'll just go right ahead and pour a glass for Kaeya, then himself. ) It's not that I forget my legacy here, but I'm still baffled that the palace I designed has been received so strongly. I can't complain when it provides free wine!
Perhaps a little bit of column a, a little bit of column b? You looked marvelous bent over like that.
[snickering as he lifts his glass and takes one long sip, maintaining eye contact with kaveh]
In any case, quite the impressive showing. You got us our wine. Two bottles and still not a single mora spent. That's quite the haul for one day, if I do say so myself.
[he sets his glass down, folds his hands and rests his chin on top of them, elbows propped on the table.] So humble - and yet so talented. I don't know if I should be ashamed or embarrassed in the company of such an incredible man!
(KAEYA PLEASE!!!! Kaveh tries to act as though the compliment doesn't make him implode inside, except it absolutely does. the man's as subtle as a bull in a china shop, honestly. there's a smile behind the rim of his glass once again, and he can already feel such a pleasant buzz from the alcohol.
that sort of slip into being inebriated definitely allows him to dive straight in to having a little more flirtatious fun ... )
Psh. You flatterer.( and because he's feeling particularly drunk and brave: ) I have been told that being bent over is one of my best positions ... along with others. My talents lie not only in architecture, shall we say.
( archons, what is he doing!! but this is so fun. it's been so long since he could let his slutty floodgates open. and here he is! doing that, while pleasantly buzzed off the wine. )
Is that so? My, I suppose you'll have to demonstrate some of these talents for me someday.
[kaeya shoots his shot, very obviously putting down his flirtations and wondering if kaveh will pick it up. he's quite used to flirting for some sort of benefit - but it's fun to just flirt for fun, too. besides, kaveh's an incredibly good-looking man. kaeya would be a fool to turn down the opportunity.]
Perhaps I can show off a few of my own, too, hmm?
[this is where kaeya would wink if it didn't just look like he was blinking. but he does take a nice long sip of his wine, licks his lips slowly after. all while maintaining eye contact with kaveh.]
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Not yet. I have been saving it for a special occasion.
Although I have yet to experience an occasion to arise that is special enough ...
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I think not.
There's nothing to confess! We are merely sleeping together, that is all it needs to be. ( SUCH A PAIN!! )
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Ugh! You are just as bad as he is.
Either way, it doesn't matter to me. I have no need for my own mora with him around. ( co-dependant much, Kaveh? )
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Oh? Doesn't he restrict what you choose to buy? Such as drinks, for example.
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Hmmmm. It depends. ( *doesn't explain this* )
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Well, for instance, sometimes he'll select the wine we bring in.
And other times he'll remember that I have impeccable taste, and he'll let ME choose them.
Same for food, and other things, and ...
Mmm. This sounds worryingly domestic.
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🔞 TFLN → alhaitham ( @rationalists )
( what a very interesting dialogue to give a man you've been sexting over the past half hour, Alhaitham. Kaveh raises an eyebrow before he slowly saunters across the room, folding his arms where he eventually leans in the open doorway, red eyes fixed on his occupied housemate. )
I think you know as well as I do that food isn't on my mind right now.
... Unless you have miraculously forgotten the topic of conversation we were engaged in not even several minutes ago.
no worries!! thanks for setting this up 💕
You wish I did. Come here and get the job done.
[ For a moment it seems like he might finally put the book away, but the scribe just flips the page. He's been reading the same sentence over and over ever since Kaveh stepped inside the house, anyway. ]
Then you can move on to more enjoyable things, if I'm such a chore.
[ He's not even subtle in expressing that his pride was hurt. ]
yw!! 😘
"Get the job done" ... I didn't realise I was on a time limit here.
( the architect slowly lowers himself to the ground before he crawls between the other man's legs where he is seated in his chair, flashing a dangerous looking glint in his eyes accompanying his amused smile. he maintains his eye contact, firmly gliding both hands up the other man's thighs. )
If you think I'm going to do nothing less than enjoy the hell out of this, then you are sadly mistaken. ( both of his hands then slide up to the front of the scribe's trousers, popping the button open and unzipping them, palming and squeezing him through the fabric. just how excited is he? )
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[ Alhaitham might have said much more than his pride allows him to, actually. Kaveh's free to do whatever he wants as long as it isn't against the laws—that much is obvious and doesn't require an explanation. Why is he so irritated, however? Well, he's dealing with Kaveh, so that's unavoidable. The architect is just trying to get under his skin and, unfortunately, he's succeeding. ]
I hope that you're really working on a new project and not just sleeping around to kill time.
[ That comes off a little bit too harsh, but he can't help feeling irritated for some reason. Once Kaveh is positioned between his legs, gazing up at him like that, Alhaitham tenses up in his chair. His pride once again comes into play when it comes to eye contact—his eyes remain focused on Kaveh, even though he hasn't put away his book yet.
What might be of Kaveh's interest is that the scribe's grip on the cover becomes even tighter when his dick is being massaged through the trousers. A soft sound slips past his lips, so different from these cold remarks. ]
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but he does fix on Alhaitham's tone in this instance, pausing while he digests his words. the way he phrased it sounded as though he is ... jealous? which surprises him a little. he focuses back on the task at hand - rather than snapping with words of defence as Alhaitham would likely expect, he hums out a statement intent on reassuring him. he's also just quietly going to ignore the statement about work because he does not want to think about work while sucking dick. )
There's no one else. ( not since you, he doesn't add. ) And it's staying that way. ( it's true that Kaveh used to be very promiscuous, with a lot of Sumeru's men having a taste of him in the past. but ever since he moved in with his housemate, he hasn't solicited anyone for sex. he would gladly scold Alhaitham for it - and claim that he cursed his dick somehow. but for whatever reason, the scribe is the only man that Kaveh now has eyes for.
he hears that pleasurable sound among the bitter words, and elects to chase more of it. the architect runs his tongue along the bare skin of the other man's navel when he stretches his fingers to press his shirt up, finally reaching into his boxers in order to free him. he plants a hot, lingering kiss on the tip of his cock, peppering it with soft suckles and kisses to really put emphasis on the fact that he is not here to rush anything. Kaveh hums in approval, content to worship Alhaitham with his mouth and to prove that there really is no one else. )
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I never asked about that. [ Well, not directly, that's for sure. ] You shouldn't waste time on other distractions.
[ This distraction, however, is perfectly fine in Alhaitham's book, which makes him a hypocrite. He's no fool, though—Kaveh is attractive and charming. People turn their heads to peek at him when he's walking down the street and Alhaitham can see why.
His mind goes blank as soon as the architect's tongue comes into contact with his skin. Squirming in the chair, a soft moan escapes past Alhaitham's slightly parted lips only to be followed by a louder groan when his housemate leans in to tease his cock with kisses and suckles. At least, it finally makes him put the book down. Being lavished with attention results in his cock twitching a little, revealing that the scribe is hungry for more, much more. ]
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Stop talking, would you? ( he begins to pump Alhaitham's cock at the base, which is made easy due to the lubricant provided by his mouth just now. ) I'm going to get you out of that head of yours.
( without any further ceremony, Kaveh is quick to wrap his warm tongue around the head of the other man's cock, flicking his tongue in the slit to catch any spill of pre-cum. tactically, he moans against it, intent on using the vibrations to further his goals in pleasuring Alhaitham. the pace he starts with is slow and deliberate, while he pushes his head forward in order to take the other man deep within the wet confines of his mouth, stopping only when the immovable pressure at the back of his throat prevents him.
mmm ... he may never get tired of this. Kaveh withdraws himself, before repeating the same movement, using his hand to pump the base which he meets in tandem with the thrusts of his mouth. the pace that Kaveh establishes is deliberately slow, give that his favourite method for performing oral is all about the buildup. he abstains in intervals - slowing down before picking up speed again, with the vulgar wet sounds echoing in the open acoustics of the room, his moans accompanying them. )
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[ Repeating himself and dropping prepositions is a very promising sign for Kaveh, even if Alhaitham is still desperately trying to keep focus. His fingers curl into fists on the arm rest, his chest rising and falling as he's panting softly. Mesmerized by the sight of the architect's head bobbing up and down, Alhaitham whines, yielding to the pleasure Kaveh is offering him with his mouth. ]
Kaveh, you— [ A sharp, abrupt noise slips past his lips, interrupting whatever Alhaitham wanted to say. ] Don't stop...
[ Maybe that groan from just a moment before was a blessing in disguise because when it sinks in, the scribe bites his bottom lip harder, clearly regretting the words. ]
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sorry for being terribly late 💦
you're all good friend! 🥰💖💕 life happens!!
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my turn to be late now jhKHSDFSKJF
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TFLN → kaeya ( @refroze )
They are? Well, if that's the case, you're certainly a cut above the rest. Your outfit says enough as far as having an eye for taste goes. ( he does a single handed gesture. Kaeya!! you look so good!!! you stylish bitch!!!!!!!!! ) Love the earring, and your outfit.
( Kaveh takes another sip of wine, smiling with amusement over the stick-man story. that's what he'd draw for Alhaitham if Alhaitham asked for a portrait. )
A stick figure? Really? That's a shame. I think painting you would be exceptional. ( is he flirting or just being Super Into Art ??? who knows...... )
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Oh, it does feel good to have all the hard work I put into my appearance noticed. We should surely keep in contact, I think. To indulge in drink and like-minded people and share fashion tips. Perhaps even to have that painting session.
[he leans forward now, taking hold of the collar of kaveh's cape.]
Sumeru fabrics are of another world entirely. So entirely full of life and beauty. Maybe you'd like to take my around the shopping district, hm? I'd like to pick up a few pieces.
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You certainly should, ( he agrees, growing a smile he didn't even realise he was making. ) It gets terribly hot out here, you know. Jungle and desert climate. It's important that clothing stays light and ventilated, lest the humidity will get you. ( he sees u have the ventilated part down already, Kaeya )
Lucky we have access to stylish clothing that works practically as it does aesthetically.
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[yeah, captain kaeya is going to take off his weird ass coat and hang it over the back of his chair, leaving him in only his crisp white undershirt. which miraculously doesn't have any sweat on it - what kind of miracle deodorant are you using, kaeya?]
Ah, that's much better. Though, I wonder how much of the temperature is Sumeru, and how much of it is due to present company.
[bc kaveh hot.]
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Mm. ( Kaveh smiles fondly around the rim of his wine glass, trying to suppress how much that compliment tickled him. but it's exceptionally hard!! and ever so slightly, he blushes. his red eyes twinkle with interest when he opens them, adam's apple bobbing while he finishes his drink. ) I think I understand how you feel.
( but, well. with the booze drank, clearly there's only one solution here: and that's to obtain even more. Kaveh pulls himself up out of his seat. )
Be just a moment. It seems we're in need of a top-up. Time for me to see if I still have my charm ...
( when Kaveh walks over to the bar, the barman immediately starts chatting like he knows him. Kaeya will be able to hear him gushing about his daughter being a student of Kshahrewar, and how she always visits the Palace of Alcazarzaray, aspiring to meet her idol senior face to face ...
Kaveh leans on the counter, chatting in a way that suggests he'll allow his daughter to meet him any time he likes. this makes the bartender light up and place a large bottle of wine in front of him, along with two glasses. once their conversation ends, the blonde returns to his seat with the wine and both glasses. )
Now, I'm not certain if it was my looks or my reputation as an architect that got us this ... but talk about an amazing win! Heh. ( and he'll just go right ahead and pour a glass for Kaeya, then himself. ) It's not that I forget my legacy here, but I'm still baffled that the palace I designed has been received so strongly. I can't complain when it provides free wine!
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[snickering as he lifts his glass and takes one long sip, maintaining eye contact with kaveh]
In any case, quite the impressive showing. You got us our wine. Two bottles and still not a single mora spent. That's quite the haul for one day, if I do say so myself.
[he sets his glass down, folds his hands and rests his chin on top of them, elbows propped on the table.] So humble - and yet so talented. I don't know if I should be ashamed or embarrassed in the company of such an incredible man!
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that sort of slip into being inebriated definitely allows him to dive straight in to having a little more flirtatious fun ... )
Psh. You flatterer. ( and because he's feeling particularly drunk and brave: ) I have been told that being bent over is one of my best positions ... along with others. My talents lie not only in architecture, shall we say.
( archons, what is he doing!! but this is so fun. it's been so long since he could let his slutty floodgates open. and here he is! doing that, while pleasantly buzzed off the wine. )
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[kaeya shoots his shot, very obviously putting down his flirtations and wondering if kaveh will pick it up. he's quite used to flirting for some sort of benefit - but it's fun to just flirt for fun, too. besides, kaveh's an incredibly good-looking man. kaeya would be a fool to turn down the opportunity.]
Perhaps I can show off a few of my own, too, hmm?
[this is where kaeya would wink if it didn't just look like he was blinking. but he does take a nice long sip of his wine, licks his lips slowly after. all while maintaining eye contact with kaveh.]
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