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Cyno is touch-starved.
That is an indisputable fact - there are seven archons, sandstorms are frequent in the desert, writing a thesis is hard, Cyno is touch-starved.
It stems from his childhood - the loneliness and then the trauma of experiments have left their mark on him and physical contact is only one of many things he struggles with. In the beginning of his relationship with Tighnari, overcoming his difficulties with touch was one of the first challenges. He just never experienced touch in a positive way and it made him distrustful of it. Twitching away from hands, always sitting as far away as possible, curling in on himself to never take up more space than is strictly needed. And of course his fox boyfriend notices.
Nari is not the most touchy person but after he realizes Cyno’s struggle he dedicates himself fully to helping him through the process. It starts slow. Fingers brushing against each other during meals, sitting closer and closer until their knees are pressed together, their hands tangled together on strolls and during conversations. And with time the General relaxes into those lingering touches and soon he starts to appreciate them and eventually he craves more. And Tighnari, sweet, generous Tighnari is happy to provide.
And Cyno learns about all kinds of touches that feel good. And for the first time in his life he can’t get enough of something. For the first time there is something that he wants. And that terrifies him for a long time. The fact that there is actually something that he might want in life other than seeking justice. Now he also desires contact with other people, love, affection, and most importantly - touch.
The first time they kiss is electryfying. Tighnari telegraphs his movements carefully like always but when his fingers touch Cyno’s cheeks it burns. But it’s not a bad burn like the sun in the Great Red Sand or the burn of skin after a slap. It warms him up all over from the inside out and soon his whole face feels hot, his limbs start to tremble with anticipation and his eyelids slip shut involuntarily. Lips are meeting lips then and it’s the most amazing sensation he’s ever experienced. With Tighnari the kiss is like the first day of spring - fresh and new but still inviting and warm.
After that it’s easier for both of them to navigate the physical part of their relationship. Brief touches become strong and sure ones, hand holding is joined by cuddles and tender caresses. Little, shy kisses grow into long make out sessions.
And Cyno is happy. Truly and wholly content with what they have together. But then, before their relationship can progress further, that fateful meeting at Alhaitham’s takes place.
“Why don’t we all just… date each-other? All four of us?”
That sentence by itself puts Cyno’s entire life upside down. He just started getting comfortable with one relationship. How is he supposed to deal with more? And it takes work. He is comfortable with all of them but that doesn’t mean full trust. He knows that they will groan at his jokes but it will be fond and not annoyed. He knows that they will treat his injuries and eat meals together and care for him but touch is a completely different matter.
He is lucky to have had his experiences with Nari which makes the entire process smoother and quicker with both Kaveh and Alhaitham. They seem to understand his struggles too. Whether it’s Tighnari’s doing or their own instinct he doesn’t know, but they are careful with him and he is extremely grateful for it.
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Kaveh is a very affectionate person. He also needs touch, especially when he is upset - he finds physical contact grounding. They all learn this during the first depressive episode he goes through not long after they start their relationship. The architect needs his space sometimes but he also, above all, needs reassurance, care and also physical affection. And during that whole thing Tighnari is of course practical and helpful, Alhaitham, having experienced it before, knows what to do and instructs them on Kaveh’s needs accordingly and Cyno… Cyno doesn’t know what to do. He worries and he hovers a bit, standing in the doorway of the blond’s room and swaying from one foot from the other. He wants to help but he is so unsure. He doesn’t really know if he is allowed to help or if he should stay away.
But during one of the hardest days he looks at Kaveh who just seems so sad and small in his room and a determined frown works its way onto his face. He moves past both of his methodical and helpful boyfriends and starts arranging the soft blankets and pillows around Kaveh. Unbeknownst to him all of his boyfriends watch, a little bewildered but with so much fondness too. After a couple of minutes he looks at the blond, his head tilted and after a small nod he crawls into bed with him. After a moment of rearranging Kaveh’s beautiful face is pressed against his chest, their legs tangled together and calloused hands carding through light hair in a soothing rhythm. Soon, they are both asleep, comforted by the other's presence and the other half of the quartet covers them with blankets and leaves them alone.
When that bout of depression passes Kaveh is glued to Cyno’s side for a bit. Whenever he sees the small man his face lights up and he immediately crosses whatever space is between them. It’s like a dam has been broken - Kaveh holds his hand often and tugs him into cuddles. Whenever he cooks, the taller man presses himself against his back and chatters his ear off. And despite initial hesitation and fear Cyno finds that he likes it. A lot.
The safe physical contact is always appreciated by Cyno but the fact that it is given by the warm blond who can engulf him in his hugs because of his height is very comforting. What also makes their hugs amazing is the fact that the size difference puts Cyno’s head at a perfect height to listen to his boyfriend’s heart. The comfort of knowing that his partners are safe and healthy lets the General breathe a little easier and spending long minutes just counting their breaths and heart beats puts him at ease better than anything.
Their first kiss is both completely unexpected and entirely predictable. Kaveh has been dropping small kisses on his head and forehead for a while so when he casually pecks his lips it’s surprising but not unwelcome. In fact Cyno is so okay with it that he chases the warm lips and makes the contact just that much longer. And if they part and tiny smiles are on their faces then it’s only for them to know. Kissing Kaveh is like a summer day - warm, comforting and vibrant.
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With Alhaitham it goes a little bit differently. Considering their previous disagreements and rivalry, getting closer is hard. Yes, they are friendly and have found a common ground with respect and trust but developing the relationship further is difficult. Neither of them are fully comfortable with physical contact and they are both entirely too proud for their own good. Tighnari quickly worms his way past Haitham’s defenses but for Cyno doing that takes time and a lot of work.
At first, conversations are what brings them together. While Alhaitham is the Acting Grand Sage his responsibilities keep him at his desk and work piles up quickly. Additionally, meetings with the General Mahamatra are frequent enough that the two of them just start discussing matters at home to save time later. The other two are very displeased with them for bringing work to the safe space of what is now their house but for them it’s way more efficient. And the whole time they spend bouncing ideas off of each other and talking about ways to resolve problems brings them closer. Cyno appreciates Haitham’s level-headedness and knowledge and the scribe finds a new respect for the sheer amount of work the General deals with everyday. It’s actually the knowledge of how much Cyno works that helps them get closer.
It starts during one of their discussions. Alhaitham is reviewing Cyno’s reports for the month and they are never ending. There are so many of them that he just has the General summarize them as concisely as possible. And when they are done the scribe just looks at him for a long minute.
“What is it?” Cyno tilts his head, confused at the intensity in the other man’s eyes. And then, Alhaitham reaches out and takes both of his hands in his. The only thing that prevents him from flinching is the fact that the move is easily predictable and the bigger man’s hands are so very gentle.
“Cyno, how are you not suffering from insanity yet?” Cyno barks out a small, unexpected laugh at that. The sheer concern on Alhaitham’s face causes his smile to turn more gentle, though.
“I actually enjoy every minute of it.” When Haitham doesn’t laugh he starts elaborating. “You know, because suffering can mean experiencing something or like a sickness but also something unpl-” And before he can finish the explanation of his absolutely hilarious joke, thank you very much, the other man is tugging him forward and their lips are meeting in a kiss so desperate that Cyno can’t do much other than clench his fingers around the other man’s hands and kiss back. And this kiss is so much different than the others that Cyno has experienced. It’s like winter - unforgiving and intense but so very enchanting.
After that their relationship gets a lot more physical. The most prominent thing is that size difference that he seemed to enjoy so much between him and Kaveh. However, with Haitham it’s even more pronounced, and leaning against that broad chest and being hugged with those very muscular arms makes Cyno want to squirm and blush which makes his tallest boyfriend even more smug than usual.
With all that new intimacy growing between all four of them Cyno finds himself happier than ever. Contact is still not exactly easy for him but his boyfriends offer it freely and openly and he can’t help but accept it. And really it shouldn’t be a surprise to the General that they all start trying to initiate… more. And that brings the uncomfortable realization that Cyno is the only one without any sexual experience in their little relationship.
He knows that when just Kaveh and Alhaitham were still a pair their relationship was very sexual. Archons, he even walked in on them in compromising positions more than once. As for Tighnari, they were very open in their friendship and he had the “pleasure” of listening about his friend’s one night stands back in the Akademiya. And Cyno… Cyno was scared of touching anyone just about a year ago so it’s easy to guess that he is not very experienced at all. He actually hasn’t even thought about sex except for the natural, biological urges.
When Cyno sits his boyfriends down one day and tells them about his predicament they look surprised at first but then they seem to remember his history, his work, his general disposition and it just makes sense.
“Cyno, we are not going to pressure you into anything, everything can be at your pace. Even if you don’t want to have sex we will respect that.” And those words paired with Tighnari’s sure hands holding his own bring him more comfort than he thought he needed. But he didn’t bring up the topic to tell them that he isn’t interested.
“I actually… I want to try. If it’s with you then it will be good. You will take care of me. Right?” They all smile at him so warmly that he blushes and wrings his fingers nervously.
“Of course we will, baby.” The pet names are also something new for Cyno. At first he blushed furiously at every “baby” and “sweetheart” thrown his way. There is also that other nickname. Alhaitham started calling him “puppy” because of his headdress and it never fails to fluster him. All three of his partners are so fond of using pet names so they are just pleasant to him now. A reminder of their love and care.
“Then I want it.” And despite his nerves, his voice is sure, unwavering. After that they discuss and they plan. His boyfriends ask him questions that make his whole body warm and he leaves the conversation with a hard on and a lot to look forward to.
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When the day comes when they are all free Cyno is so full of emotions he nearly vibrates out of his own skin. He tries being as calm and collected as always but it’s hard to keep his body from moving around in anticipation. Alhaitham finds it amusing enough to chuckle quietly at his antics.
Eventually when Kaveh is cooking dinner and Cyno is almost unable to sit still, strong, big hands tug him into Haitham’s lap where he is pressed against a broad chest.
“You have to settle down, puppy or you won’t have any energy left for later.” Haitham’s deep voice paired with that nickname makes his body shiver and his cheeks warmer. And what doesn’t help is the fact that the man’s arm absolutely dwarfs Cyno’s waist. Haitham feels so big under him. Or maybe he is just really small in comparison.
“Come on, let’s go eat. And then you can get what you’ve been waiting for so patiently.” He ends the sentence with a warm, teasing kiss planted on Cyno’s shoulder before he urges him to the table.
Dinner is quick but to Cyno it feels like the longest endeavor he has ever had to endure. It does end eventually, though. And out of a sudden all the excitement gives way to nervousness. What if he can’t satisfy his partners? Or his lack of experience disappoints them? And what if they won’t want him anymore? And what if…
He is broken out of his thoughts by warm hands settling on his cheeks.
“Back with us sweetheart? We don’t have to do anything at all, remember?” Red meets red and Cyno takes a deep breath and shakes his head.
“I’m just nervous, I guess.” Kaveh smiles softly, caressing his face gently. After a moment of this silent reassurance he feels himself relaxing and then long fingers get tangled into soft white hair and he is being kissed. And it’s the most intense kiss yet. Messy, open-mouthed and hot in the way that makes the General’s toes curl and he raises his hands to latch onto the fabric at the front of the blond’s chest. Soon he feels hands wandering from the back of his head to the sensitive neck and then lower until they grasp the hem of his shirt. The two pull away, breathing heavily, lips red and swollen.
“Can I?” He nods and looks past Kaveh’s shoulder to see his two other partners watching from the edge of their bed. He blushes brightly and takes his shirt off slowly. He can’t help but curl up self-consciously. He hadn’t really thought about his scars. And there are many, covering most of his skin. His entire history is painted across his body in pale lines. But before he can spiral his beautiful boyfriend grabs his chin and lifts it so their eyes meet again.
“You’re beautiful Cyno.” And the words warm him up nearly as much as the lips that kiss him a second later. And as their tongues tangle together he gets tugged onto the bed and layed out on the soft mattress.
“Comfy?” Seeing Kaveh smile above him puts him at ease and he hums in agreement. Soon, he is being kissed again, slow and deep. Hands wander down his body and lips soon follow. His neck is being marked by delicate teeth and a soft moan escapes him. That seems to encourage the man above him as he trails soft kisses across his chest, covering every scar in sight.
“Kaveh” He whimpers weekly and threads his fingers into golden hair.
“What is it, pup?”
“More, please.” And he surprises himself at how whiny and breathy his own voice sounds. They haven’t even done anything yet and Cyno is already getting overwhelmed with sensations. But he still wants more.
“Of course, love.” It’s rare to see a genuine smirk on the architect’s face but now it’s present and makes him squirm. As expected Kaveh’s hands move lower and tug Cyno’s pants and underwear off in one smooth move. That immediately makes his entire body flush hot in embarrassment while his legs move closer together in a futile effort to hide his dick from the rest of the room.
“Ah, ah, ah, don’t be shy, Cyno.” Kaveh grabs his thighs and pulls them apart without much effort. Theoretically General Mahamatra is much stronger than all of his partners but practically, right now, his muscles are hardly listening to him at all. Now, Cyno is realizing how vulnerable his position really is. He’s the only naked person in the room when all of his partners are fully clothed. That thought makes his body even warmer as embarrassment clouds his mind. He reaches out and claws at Kaveh’s shirt to try and get it off.
“You’ve gotta use your words if you want something puppy.” And that has Cyno whining softly under his breath. Words are hard now with embarrassment and arousal filling his mind like cotton. But then he looks at the man above him and his encouraging smile.
“T-take it off? Please?”
“Good boy.” And at that Cyno’s back arches off of the bed slightly and he lets out a broken moan.
“Did you like that, baby? Kaveh telling you how good you are?” He nearly forgot about his other boyfriends being in the room but now he is harshly reminded of it as Tighnari sits right next to his head and whispers into his ear. He can’t help but nod at the question. He is quickly opening his mouth, however, reminded of the previous demand by Nari’s teeth sinking into his shoulder teasingly.
“Y-yes! Yes, I liked it!” He chokes out and is rewarded with soft lips kissing his neck. And then Kaveh is taking off his top and, suddenly there’s a lot of skin for him to touch. So he reaches out to lay his hand on the paler skin of his boyfriend’s chest. The contrast is quite startling, both in the hues of their skin and in how soft Kaveh’s chest feels underneath his worn fingertips.
Then, suddenly, he is being flipped and he is sitting on Kaveh’s thighs, his hand almost slipping off. If it wasn’t for Alhaitham’s steadying presence behind him and quick hands enveloping his small waist he would have definitely face planted right into Kaveh’s chest.
“You haven’t forgotten about me yet, have you, pup?” And that deep voice has him weak in the knees as he shakes his head. He has to bite his lip to stop himself from moaning again.
“None of that, Cyno. We want to hear you.” A thumb reaches up to his chin and tugs his bottom lip from in between his teeth. Right after, the silver haired man kisses him slowly, using the fact that his lips are already parted to tangle their tongues together.
“So hard for us already, even though we haven’t done anything yet? Our pup is excited.” His boyfriends share smiles but he can barely focus on that because a big hand is suddenly covering his hard cock and he bucks into the touch with a quiet moan. Haitham is right, though. They haven't done anything yet and Cyno is already going crazy.
“How about we give them a bit of a show, huh?” Delicate fingers trace down his back and stop right at his sensitive entrance. Cyno stiffens at the intimate contact, nervous.
“Shhh, baby relax. I’ll be gentle with you.” The quiet reassurance is, in fact, not enough for him to relax. But then Haitham starts trailing kisses along the length of his neck. He sighs and tips his head back to rest it on his partner's shoulder, enjoying the simple pleasure. And when a thumb, slicked with some kind of lubricant, presses against his hole he makes an effort to stay as relaxed as he can be.
“Doing so good puppy.” He feels fingers lacing with his and he opens his eyes (when did he even close them?) to see Tighnari with kiss slicked lips and Kaveh, whose nipples are considerably more red than a minute ago. But before he can say anything the pressure against his entrance increases and he clenches down on the thumb entering him. Though, before he can panic another hand is rubbing his waist soothingly and Haitham is shushing him from behind.
“Nothing is wrong sweetheart, just gotta relax.” And Cyno does, against all odds. And now a longer, index finger is easing its way into him but he can’t even think about it too much because Kaveh rises from the bed to kiss him.
The sensation is too much but also so good. The kiss is slow but so passionate and distracting that he doesn’t even realize when that one finger becomes two. Then, his hand is being guided down to rest on Kaveh’s dick, still hidden behind fabric.
“Mhm, look what a good show you’re putting on right now. You should take responsibility and take care of him.” And Cyno can’t be more eager to do just that. He scrambles to free his boyfriend’s cock from its confines. When it’s free, though, he looks at it and…
“Pretty…”
“Thank you, baby.” Cyno blushes, he didn’t mean to speak out loud. Shyly, he wraps his fingers around the flushed length and presses his thumb to the head. A moan that action elicits makes his movements firmer, less teasing. He continues until Kaveh is moaning constantly, his head thrown back against the pillows. Pleasuring the golden-haired man completely takes up his mind so when Alhaitham’s three fingers finally find his prostate he almost cums there and then. The pleasure is so intense and new to him that it rips a loud whine out of his throat and he has to settle his hands on Kaveh’s shoulders so his legs don’t give out.
“That felt good didn’t it?” Cyno nods his head frantically, barely able to process anything at the moment.
“Haitham, I think he should finish Kaveh off, don’t you think?” And unbeknownst to him, the two fully clothed men exchange smirks.
“Nari, I think you’re very right.” When Cyno is finally able to breathe properly he is being raised slightly as the fox lines up Kaveh’s cock with his entrance. And the two men being maneuvered around can just stare at each other, cheeks flushed and eyes glazed over.
“Okay?” Nari whispers in his ear roughly and he mewles.
“Yes! Please, Nari!” And then his body is being slowly lowered onto the solid length. The two being connected together gasp simultaneously and Cyno’s back arches as he sinks lower and lower until he is full.
“Do you think you can ride him? Use those strong thighs of yours, General Mahamatra?” He doesn’t know which part of that makes him squirm more - the compliment, the prospect of riding his partner or the usage of his official title in bed.
“I can… I can try. Stay close, though? Please?” He turns his head in time to see Alhaitham’s eyes soften.
“Of course I will.” And then he is not being supported anymore, even though warm hands are still on his waist. He takes multiple deep breaths, settles one of his palms on Kaveh’s chest and with the other searches for the blond’s fingers so he can squeeze them for comfort.
“Go on, pup.” And with red eyes smiling at him he raises slowly on his knees. The drag of the cock inside of him is unreal. And then he sinks back down and two moans sound across the room. And with that Cyno keeps moving. The rhythm isn’t fast or particularly intense but it’s enough for both of them to bite their lips to stifle the moans. And then as Kaveh inches closer to release he braces his legs on the bed and thrusts up into the tight heat that is Cyno’s hole. And that has the smaller man keening at the pleasure. They start to move in sync, meeting each other's thrusts in a way that makes them see stars.
“I’m close, Cyno!”
“Me too, please, please!” And when he is so, so close he feels and hears Kaveh cum in him but then slim fingers are squeezing at the base of his cock and he cries out, unable to finish, the denial causing his eyes to clench shut and his limbs to flail.
“Sorry pup, but you have to believe me it’s going to be so much better when we actually let you cum.” And Cyno believes them, of course he does, but he still slumps forward onto the man underneath him and gasps for air to calm himself down. His blond partner chuckles underneath him and rubs his back comfortingly.
“Sorry for that but we want to make it as good as possible for you, baby.” And at that he is being manhandled so Kaveh can slip out of him which results in another sob ripping out of his chest. The blond kisses his forehead and moves to the side to give them more space. Immediately he is being pressed in between two clothed bodies.
“You’re doing so well for us pup. Such a good boy.” At that he whines but that is soon silenced by Nari pressing their lips together.
“What do you want to do now, puppy? Hayi could fuck you, like you’ve wanted for a while.” He starts shaking his head in denial, embarrassed by how evident it has been that he wants Haitham to have him but Nari stops it by grabbing his chin.
“Don’t lie to us, baby. So while he fucks you I could blow you or just kiss you or whatever you want.” Cyno looks into his boyfriend’s glowing eyes and bites his lip nervously.
“I wanna make you feel good too.” And Tighnari smiles and coos at him softly.
“This night is about making you feel good, love.” The fox presses light kisses onto his face lovingly.
“I think… Making you feel good will make me feel good.” That elicits soft laughs from his boyfriends.
“I wanna try… Wanna try sucking you off.” He offers shyly. He glances at Tighnari whose eyes darken and then he is being kissed firmly enough that he moans quietly into it.
“Cyno, you are perfect. We can for sure do that.” And then he is being arranged on all fours, his ass in the air and nose pressing into Nari’s, finally naked, thigh. Delicate fingers comb through his white hair and settle on his cheek.
“We’re gonna go slow, yeah? Open up, pup.” He does as he’s told, opening his mouth wide. His tongue darts out to press flat against the tip of Nari’s flushed cock and he hears a soft sigh above him. He looks up to look into the fox’s eyes and he takes the entire head into his mouth, suckling gently. The eye contact makes the process just that much more sensual. Seeing how dark Nari’s eyes are, clearly aroused and hearing his soft groans only spurs him to try harder.
But when he starts sinking down slowly he is reminded of the man behind him as he hooks his thumbs into Cyno’s hole and stretches it open slightly.
“Look at you, puppy. Still full of Kaveh’s seed.” That by itself paints his cheeks red but then Haitham’s tongue is in his hole and he jerks so violently that he almost chokes on the cock in his mouth. He keens loudly but it’s barely audible. The vibration of the sound, however, clearly feels good for Tighnari, judging by a hand tightening in his hair and a surprised moan filling the air.
It’s so much, but it’s also so so good. After a minute Haitham sucks on his rim and then he actually starts pushing his dick inside. And it’s so big, bigger than Kaveh’s and he has to free his mouth as he gasps for air through the overwhelming pressure.
“So good, Cyno, our puppy. You’re doing so well. Breathe, baby.” And there are fingers stroking his cheeks and he is pretty sure there are some tears escaping his eyes. After a long moment, though, Alhaitham is fully sheathed inside of him and after another little bit he can breathe again.
“All good?” His response is a simple nod and he returns to sucking on Nari’s cock as well as he can. And then Haitham thrusts into him which forces the dick in his mouth further down his throat and he sees stars. Every thrust from the man behind him brings him closer to the edge and he bobs his head shallowly, pressing his tongue to the underside of the cock in his mouth. In no time Tighnari is warning him and tugging on his hair. He doesn’t move off, though, and soon he can taste his boyfriend’s seed in his mouth.
He pulls off and Alhaitham’s thrusts are deep and slow and every single one presses against his prostate in a way that makes his toes curl and his knees weak. And with his mouth empty, his hoarse moans are now filling the room and he has never heard himself sound quite like this.
“Hayi! Please!” He is begging for more and for less and for release all at once, overwhelmed and on edge.
“Go on Cyno, cum for me pup.” And with those words whispers from above and with one hand pressed against his dick his body stiffens and he’s cumming harder than he ever has. Ropes of white staining the bed underneath him. He just registers the fact that Haitham is cumming too, filling him so nicely and then he is dropping onto the bed. He feels so completely blissed out, his eyes closed and breaths coming out in slowing down pants. He is floating, not registering anything going on around him for the time being.
Until he is being moved with soft hands and there is a warm, damp towel being pressed to his skin. He whines softly at the disturbance.
“Oh? Is our puppy back with us?” He opens his eyes slightly to see Kaveh with a soft expression on his face. He murmurs something unintelligible, not quite ready yet to leave that blissful state. There’s some more movement around him, someone makes him drink some water from a glass and then he is being settled on top of a broad chest. He raises his head slightly and half opens his eyes.
“How was that, then?” Haitham sounds as smug as ever, but still fond as he caresses his back rhythmically.
“Amzin…” The answer is sleepy and barely audible but it’s enough for all of them to be content for now as they fall asleep tangled together lovingly.
After all, they have all the time in the world to love each other like this.