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“Do you have a crush?” A girl asks. Many years ago, when Alhaitham was a short boy in the akademia, many found him to be cute in a childlike way. He didn’t appreciate this, unless it came from his senior.

“Yes,” Alhaitham answers, then quickly walks away as his face flushes red. The girl was a little shocked by his immediate escape after answering the question. Then she spotted another young person, though he was a few years older than Alhaitham.

“Ah! Junior!” the girl calls out, walking quickly towards a red eyed blonde. Alhaitham looks behind him briefly and stops his escape. He immediately looks for a place to hide as close as he can to his senior.

“Hm? What is it?” The blonde asks, he doesn’t know the girl and her suddenly approaching him did spook him a little.

“I’m doing some research right now so I’m asking a lot of people this question,” The girl says, “Do you have a crush on anyone?”

Alhaitham, who moved behind a bookcase and is currently watching from around the corner, feels his heart beat faster. What will his senior say?

“Mm, no. I’m trying to focus on my studies right now, but if I do meet someone who I do like then I hope they like me back.” Kaveh smiles as he answers. He isn’t as young as Alhaitham, but his appearance is still developing. He’s pretty, to Alhaitham he’s the prettiest.

“I see, well thank you for your answer,” the girl says as she walks away, hunting for the next person to ask. Kaveh turns around and immediately makes eye contact with Alhaitham.

“Oh, hey Haitham!” Kaveh waves at Al Haitham while smiling. Alhaitham shyly waves back. Kaveh and him met not too long ago when they worked on a project together very briefly. However during this time they got along well, Alhaitham developed feelings for his senior and the 2 grew closer.

Kaveh turns and leaves, his uniform swaying slightly as he walks away. Alhaitham’s face is blushing red. He heard Kaveh’s answer to the girls stupid question, but he didn’t care, cause Kaveh said that if he finds someone he likes, then he hopes they’ll like him back. And who says he can’t learn to like someone he already knows.

As the years went by, Alhaitham grew out of his cuteness and became an attractive young man. Kaveh experienced a great tragedy before graduating which greatly impacted him and his studies, and Alhaitham was the first person to comfort him, and also the one who sat with him the longest. The one who let him cry and the one who took care of him at school when he didn’t care for himself.

Kaveh graduated soon after he and Alhaitham did a project together, a great one that even awarded them a house. Kaveh gave his share to Alhaitham, as he already had a home. Though his home didn’t last for much longer. His mother eventually met someone new and moved to Fontaine, leaving Kaveh with their home. When a project of Kaveh was struck with tragedy he ended up having to sell his home to complete it.

Kaveh contemplated why he did everything to this point. He worked hard in school only for his father to die and his mother to leave. He worked hard to graduate and even earned a house as a reward, yet he ended up losing his own and first home. The passion for architecture was his final light in this darkness. However he didn’t seem to realize that a second light, one far brighter and warmer was waiting behind him. Waiting for him to turn around.

Alhaitham silently watched Kaveh while trying to take care of him. Eventually Kaveh and Alhaitham got into a fight. “Why are you even here still? I’m useless, I’ve lost everything I’ve ever had or loved. Please Haitham, just leave me alone. I want to be alone for now.” So Alhaitham respected Kaveh's wish, though only for that day. Then the next day and days following that a similar conversation happened each time. At the end of each day, Kaveh would return to the bar and find a sleeping Kaveh. Lambad would have Kaveh’s tab ready for Alhaitham to pay, and he would, silently. He’d take Kaveh back to his house to sleep, where he’d sleep comfortably and peacefully.

Each morning Kaveh would wake up and not remember anything he said. He’d greet Alhaitham like normal, and eventually this became a new normal. Kaveh became comfortable with this lifestyle, he became happier, as did Alhaitham. Kaveh drank less severely and they no longer fought while Kaveh was drinking his sadness away. Sure they got into some fights about things like furniture placement and decorations, but that’s the usual stuff married couples fight over.

They weren’t married of course, though Alhaitham seemed to think they were. Which leads to the present. Kaveh has redecorated their house and now has a job as an architect, though it is somewhat unstable due to the nature of the field. Alhaitham never once charged him rent, at least not monetarily. Kaveh has to do all of the cleaning and cooking, but that’s easily better than having to cough up what little money he has.

“Haitham, I have a date,” Kaveh announces. Alhaitham spits out his water.

“The fuck you mean a date?” Alhaitham responds, anger invading his tone. Kaveh flinches at Haithams response. has never seen Alhaitham respond or act in such a way before. Even when fighting enemies or dealing with the former grandsage.

“Why do you care so much?” Kaveh asks, a little fearful of another outburst.

Alhaitham calms down, “who is it?”

“You don’t know them.”

“What’s their name?”

“You don’t need to know.”

“Are you going anywhere with them?”

“Potentially.”

“Potentially?”

“Yes, but that’s none of your business.”

“I don’t want you to go.” Alhaitham says, taking a sip of his water.

“That’s not up to you, now goodbye,” Kaveh says, leaving almost immediately. Alhaitham is in too much shock to stop him, of course he plans his next course of action. He’s going to follow him.

Alhaitham watches Kaveh from the window. ‘What an idiot, not even checking to see if anyone’s watching.’ He puts on his shoes and leaves the house, locking the door in case Kaveh manages to lose him.

Kaveh continues walking down the road from their house. Alhaitham turns a corner when Kaveh does, watching him from a far enough distance so that Kaveh wouldn’t be able to notice him. Kaveh stops in front of a building and begins speaking with a man who appeared to have been waiting.

“He’s uglier than me,” Alhaitham mutters to himself.

“Mommy, who’s that guy talking to?” A child asks.

“Shush honey, just keep walking,” the child's mother responds. Alhaitham doesn’t bother listening to them and continues to watch Kaveh from afar. Kaveh and the “ugly” man walk into the club. While Lambad’s tavern is a favorite spot of Kaveh and thus a favorite of Alhaithams, that doesn’t mean it’s the only place in town. This club is a common place for people to go for parties.

Alhaitham enters the club not too long after Kaveh and the “ugly” man. Colored lights are on and others flash on and off over an open place there. Pop music is blasting, hurting Alhaitham’s ears but he’s on a mission. Many people are dancing about, kissing and grinding with others crowded around them. Alhaitham looks around and spots Kaveh at the bar. The ugly man's hand is resting on his back. Alhaitham looks around and finds a drunken woman. She’s dancing with multiple guys, surely she wouldn’t mind another.

“Excuse me,” Alhaitham approaches her, “I have a favor for you.”

“Oh my, so many guys and you might be the hottest, what is it you want me to do?” The woman asks, looking Alhaitham up and down as she makes “fuck me” eyes at him. However there’s only one person who wants to give him that look.

“See that guy over there with the blonde?” He points in the direction and she looks over, spotting them, “I want you to get that many away from him.”

“Oh my, you wouldn’t happen to be interested in the blonde, would you?” The woman asks.

“I am, now get rid of him.” Alhaitham bluntly responds. The woman seems excited.

“Ok, you make sure you get that man.” She says, happily going over towards them. She touches up the man and he leaves with her. ‘How horrible,’ Alhaitham thinks, seeing Kaveh all alone.

“Asshole,” Kaveh mumbles as he looks into his drink.

“He is,” a deep voice says next to Kaveh’s ear, hot breath brushing against it.

“Haitham-” Kaveh tries to turn around but Haitham stops him from turning around, cupping his chin with a single hand.

“It’s me, but I don’t want you to look,” Haitham continues to speak into Kavehs ear, “now follow me,” he finishes off with a slight bite to Kaveh’s ear.

Kaveh, clearly shocked but also very much turned on, decides to follow Alhaitham. He still doesn’t get to see his face, but the broad shoulders and larger hand clasping his own confirms that this is the man who comforts him.

Alhaitham leads them into the bathroom, no ones in there at the moment but Alhaitham still brings Kaveh into the biggest stall. The stall had writing on their walls, the toilet was clean and the stall itself was quite long. ‘Good, we’re gonna need the space’ Alhaitham thinks.

Alhaitham finally turns around and pounces, kissing Kaveh deeply as he slams the stall door shut. Their height difference becomes more obvious in this hot moment, as Alhaitham has to lean down to fully kiss Kaveh. Kaveh’s hands reach for and caress Haitham’s face. They go beyond his handsome face and his arms wrap around Alhaithams neck, pulling him closer.

Their kiss is hot and messy, neither of them having actually kissed anyone before. Their kiss lasts for a while until they finally separate from Kaveh pressing against Haithams chest. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know you felt this way too.” Kaveh says, his hands resting against Haithams muscular and perky pecs.

“I’m glad you learned now then never,” Haitham tries to go in for another kiss but he’s once again stopped by Kaveh.

“I want to do more for you though,” Kaveh says. His face is slightly teary and the way he looks at Al Haitham is similar to the way the woman from earlier did. Though this time Alhaitham finds it to be the most attractive thing in the world.

Haitham smirks, “then why don’t you pay me back for going on a date with such an ugly guy. I’ve read in books that people use their mouths to pleasure others, “Oral sex” as it’s called. Try that and we’ll see if I think it’s a worthy apology.”

“...You mean a blowjob?” Kaveh looks at Haitham. He giggles a little at Haithams embarrassed look. However he won’t tease Haitham forever. Kaveh lowers himself and reaches eye level with Haithams bulging crotch. Despite their long time of living together, Kaveh had never even seen the slightest bit of hints about Alhaithams dick. So when he pulls down Haithams pants and underwear and gets smacked with a dick the size of a ruler in length and girthy enough for one hand to not fit all the way around, he knows that he’s fucked.

“Scared?” Haitham teases. Truth is Haitham’s always known he is significantly larger than average. He’s read in some medicinal books that the average penis size is under half of his erect size and smaller than his flaccid size (fun little fact here, in the USA the average penis size when erect is about 5.3ish inches, the more you know ig). So Kaveh quite literally facing the brunt of it is a little spooky.

“Hmph, o-of course not!” Kaveh grabs Haithams dick and drags his hands up and down the pillar. ‘It feels like it’s staring me down’ Kaveh thinks, glancing between Haitham’s eyes and his dick. Finally deciding to give it a try, Kaveh licks the tip and tastes precum. He’s tasted his own before and hated it, but for some reason Haitham’s tastes differently, specifically it tasted much better. Kaveh begins to kiss and lick around Haithams dick, additionally licking and kissing the heavy sack at the base.

Getting a little impatient, Haitham grips Kaveh’s hair and brings him back to the tip. “Open wide,” Haitham says, tapping his dick on Kaveh’s forehead and cheeks, precum lingering behind. Kaveh is humiliated, but he also loves Haitham treating him this way. He opens his mouth so far his jaw starts hurting. His tongue sticks out and Haithams dick taps it and slides back and forth, smearing precum on it. The taste is good, and finally Haitham pushes his dick in, not all the way of course, but enough so that he feels Kaveh choke.

Kaveh doesn’t have a gag reflex, thankfully, he’s also always had a loose jaw, also thankfully. So Haitham has no issue pushing further and further. ¼, half, ¾, until finally his whole dick is in Kaveh’s mouth and throat. Kaveh tearing up and barely breathing. Haithams musk is being forced into his nose as he’s forced into Haithams gray pubes. The musky scent is delicious. However Kaveh has no strength left, so Haitham takes upon the duty of fucking Kaveh’s face. Dragging him so far that only the tips left on Kaveh’s tongue before it all quickly is forced back down, Kaveh’s nose once again taking in Haithams musk.

Haitham eventually stops with the long thrusts and opts for faster thrusts, though of course his dick is still all the way down Kaveh’s throat as Kaveh’s forced all the way down over and over. After the onslaught of thrusts and absolute destruction of his throat, Al Haitham feels himself cumming. He pulls out immediately and quickly enough where he’s cumming not down Kaveh’s throat, but rather into his mouth and on his face. Kaveh’s tongue was out and he closed his eyes, as cum shot all over his face. It gets into his hair, onto his clothes, on the floor, but mostly it gets into Kaveh’s mouth. More and more cum spurts onto him. Finally it stops, cum dripping down his throat then quickly swallowing it. A finger caresses his closed eyes and forces more cum into his mouth. Haitham has unblinded him.

“Are you alright?” Alhaitham asks, clearly a little distressed.

‘Of course not you stupid fucker! I felt like I was about to die, you bastard! Why’s your dick so huge anyway hah?’ Kaveh thinks. “I want you to breed me.” Kaveh says. His own mind and tongue betrayed him.

Haitham smirks and laughs a little. “I was planning to.” He hoists Kaveh up from the ground. Kaveh’s legs wobble as strength returns to his legs. Haitham stands behind him and runs his hands down Kaveh’s arms. Hands over Kaveh own, Haitham brings them to the wall over the toilet, bending Kaveh over almost at a 90 degrees angle.

His hands pressed against the wall, Kaveh turns around and looks at Alhaitham groping his ass, rubbing and squeezing it. Suddenly Haithams fingers hook the hems and pull his pants down, just a little past his ass.

“You’re not wearing underwear? You’re practically begging to be fucked. You also look like you prepared yourself, I’ve read that’s something you have to do to have anal sex. But do you think this is enough?” Haitham asks, looking down at Kaveh’s twitching hole.

“Probably not, but I don’t have anything to help loosen me further.” Kaveh says, his dick hardening at Haithams wandering and squeezing hands.

Alhaitham uses his thumbs to get a good look at Kaveh’s hole, pulling the plump cheeks apart with his hands. “Your ass is really nice though, so squishy and perky.” Haitham spits on Kaveh’s hole, well he misses and it lands on Kaveh’s lower back. He tries again but misses again and it lands on one of Kaveh’s ass cheeks. He decides to try and make it seem purposeful and successfully spits on Kaveh's other ass cheek.

Kaveh was fully aware of what Haitham was trying to do, but the feeling of Haitham spitting on his ass was kind of hot, so he just let it be. Haitham didn’t notice Kaveh’s growing erection, so he finally spat on Kaveh’s hole, and used that as makeshift lube. His thumbs plunge into Kaveh’s hole using the spit and begin to stretch it.

“Can you be a little more gentle? Literally pulling my ass is gonna tear it instead!” Kaveh tells Haitham. Not wanting to tear Kaveh, he changes his technique multiple times as Kaveh continues to berate him each time he does it wrong. Eventually he loosens Kaveh enough where he can fit 4 fingers and Kaveh stops complaining.

“Alright, I’m going in,” Haitham says, lining the fat tip of his cock with Kaveh’s now slightly gaping hole and pushing it in. He’s met with a decent amount of resistance but simply brute forces his way through, shoving half of it in instantly. Kaveh grunts at the intrusion and the subsequent internal beating his guts just felt.

“What the fuck! Don’t just put it all in right away!” Kaveh quietly yells.

“All of it? This is only half. You should know because you were slobbering all over it a minute ago.” Haitham mockingly replies. His response greatly angers Kaveh, however before Kaveh can yell at him again he pulls back and pushes in again, pushing in the remainder of his cock.

“Ungh~ so big!” Kaveh moans as Haitham begins to thrust in and out. The tight grip on his hips doesn’t match the slow pace. Haithams thrusts are methodical at first, filling Kaveh greatly and pleasantly. Kaveh moans become long and his breathing becomes heavy as Haithams cock slowly pushes into him over and over.

However Haitham and Kaveh are both becoming a little impatient, wanting more of each other. Kaveh begins to push his hips back against Haitham, trying to speed up. Haitham on the other hand begins to speed up his thrusts, speeding up enough where the sound of his hips meeting Kaveh’s plump ass becomes louder. He watches Kaveh’s ass jiggle with each thrust, moving his grip from Kaveh’s waist to his cheeks.

The tight grip turns Kaveh on a lot. His cock drips with precum as Haithams speed continues to increase, making it difficult for him to try and match with his hips. “H-Haitham, I love it! I love your big cock!” Kaveh moans, drools coming from the sides of his mouth and tears begin to form. His face is fixed in a smile and his tongue hangs out, his moans become more whorish as he relishes in the fucked out feeling.

Haitham removes his right hand from Kavehs ass and pushes back his hair from his sweaty forehead. He slaps Kaveh’s ass, watching it jiggle and turn red. Kaveh yelps from the slap. Haitham moves his left hand up Kaveh’s sides, his right hand coming down again on his other ass cheek. Once his hand reaches Kaveh’s shoulder, his right hand quickly grabs Kaveh’s other shoulder and pulls him up.

Kaveh, feeling the shift in position and deep penetration pushing against his stomach groans and moans. Haitham shifts his hands, his left hooking under Kaveh’s arm and groping his chest. His right hand slips in front of Kaveh’s throat, pulling him back more, forcing his back to arch. “K-kish!” Kaveh barely says, however Haitham still hears him.

Haitham forces Kaveh to face up to him, turning his head slightly as their lips clash. It’s hot, Kaveh’s tears continue to fall as Haitham’s relentless thrusts continue to destroy his guts. They separate from the kiss and Haitham gestures for Kaveh to look down. There, they see a protruding spot in Kaveh’s gut that stretches and shrinks with each of Haitham’s thrusts.

“Do you think if I come deep in you, so deep I break your womb, you’ll get pregnant and have my children. Then I’ll fuck you full again.” Haitham whispers into Kaveh's ear, moving his hand down to Kavehs and pressing against the protrusion.

Kaveh feels turned on by the idea, giggling a little before he breaks out into moans again. Haitham moves his left arm and grips Kaveh’s hands together thanks to his hands being much bigger. His right hand grips Kavehs hair and uses it as an additional handle.

Kaveh feels ecstatic, Haitham feels great. “B-breed me! I want it, your cum!” Kaveh moans.

“What do you want?” Haitham teases, his smirk faltering as his balls begin to tighten.

“I want your seed! Fuck me and fill me up with your babies!” Kaveh manages to scream out as he cums hard. His insides tighten and forces Haitham over the edge. Hot cum fills Kaveh’s ass. The deep ejaculation distends his stomach further. ‘I might actually be pregnant after being filled this much!’ Kaveh thinks, watching his stomach grow.

Haitham pulls out slowly, cum shooting into the emptying path. He pulls out and finishes cumming onto Kavehs ass. He watches as the cum drips down Kaveh’s ass crack, the gaping hole trying to tighten as cum drips from it. He spanks Kaveh one last time before gripping Kaveh’s pants and pulling them up.

“Hey-”

“We’re walking out of here now, we can continue at home but I want you to feel me in you all the way back. Think of it as punishment for trying to fuck someone else.” Haitham says, rezipping his pants after wiping off his dick with Kaveh’s pants.

Before Kaveh can protest further, Haitham opens the stall door and walks out, Kaveh’s hand gripped by his own. Kaveh’s legs are unstable, he can barely walk. Haitham looks back at him as they leave the bathroom and walk towards the exit. He sees Kaveh stumble a little with his steps and while difficult to see, there’s definitely a blush on his face.

Haitham pulls him closer and whispers into his ear, “I’ll have to make sure you can’t walk tomorrow,” a smug expression plastered on his face as Kaveh flushes.

“...I hope you do,” Kaveh quietly mumbles in response. Haitham is a little shocked, but his expression returns to an attractive smirk as they leave the club. So much cum in Kaveh that it even begins to leak out of the ass area of his pants.

As they walk back, Kaveh continues to feel the cum drip out of him, his stomach feeling still so full and looking down and pulling up his shirt there’s still a bump. “It would be nice, having a child.”

“Only with you it would be.” Haitham replies, hand in hand as they return home for more love making.

The following morning Kaveh can’t even move at all and Haitham’s body is sore, like he just had the most intense work out of his life. Then again, it probably was. Haitham’s bed is ruined, the counter has cum on it, the floor has cum on it, the couch, the windows, the walls, the bathroom, everywhere has a little from how much they fucked in the house.

Haitham looks down at the still sleeping Kaveh, particularly towards his distended stomach. He gently rubs it, knowing that it’ll be impossible for a product of their love to truly be born. ‘Perhaps some day it will be.’ He thinks as he drifts into sleep once more.