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It's nearing midnight on a Friday night whenever Kaveh is stumbling out onto the sidewalk. Music is blaring from the sorority house behind him, and it's now when he's outside breathing in fresh air that he realizes he might be a little tipsy.
He's checking his phone, seeing the latest notifications, and the amount of them makes him smile. It seems like his channel has started growing more popular lately.
Of course, no one knows about the part of his life where he's a cam model on the side.
Initially it'd been a desperate attempt at earning extra money to help pay for his book fees. Despite the scholarship he managed to get for most of his schooling, paying for rent, books, and basic livelihood can add up quick.
And with no help from his mother whom he effectively cut off after moving out, he couldn't rely on anyone else as a fall back.
So yeah, it took a while for the channel to get going, but after he got some regulars, he's become popular enough to garner a higher-than-average audience. Plus for some reason, the aspect of being desired gave him a boost to his confidence, one that he didn't even really have before starting college.
Kaveh's about to post an update on his account, maybe a little teaser. His next stream isn't until tomorrow night, he likes to save those bigger ones for a weekend when he knows he'll have a guaranteed, larger audience.
Hey thanks for the love! I'm planning something special just for tomorrow night so see you then! <3 ~ Crème
He's sure to add in a selfie he took earlier that night before getting white-girl wasted at this party. Tonight he wore a skirt with a t-shirt, opting to be cute but slutty.
When he's just posted it, he giggles to himself, and nearly drops his phone as he's bumping into something.
Upon looking up, he realizes it's actually someone.
"Oops sorry about that." Kaveh's breath catches when he sees who it is.
It's his fucking hot professor from his philosophy class.
Alhaitham is his name, and he specifically teaches a Philosophy of Language class at the university.
Ever since Kaveh first saw him last year, he knew he wanted to take a class he taught, no matter how difficult it might end up being. Anything to get those gorgeous teal eyes on him.
"No worries." Alhaitham glances past Kaveh to see the lively sorority house further down the way.
"What're you doing here so late?" Kaveh asks, tilting his head as he takes in his professor's more casual appearance.
It's odd seeing his poised professor in something that isn't a suit. Definitely different in a good way.
"I forgot some papers I need to grade this weekend. Everything is mostly on my laptop, but I'm still a little old-fashioned and prefer to have hard copies of things I'm working on."
Kaveh can't help smiling at that. For some reason hearing his professor talk like this makes him seem like he's older than he is, there's no way he's past his mid-twenties if Kaveh had to guess.
"That's cute." With Kaveh being somewhat tipsy, he lets that slip out without thinking, and his cheeks flush. "I-I mean I get it."
Alhaitham chuckles lowly at Kaveh's comment.
"Well I've got what I needed." He taps his folder as if he intends to end the conversation, but he suddenly stops to add. "Are you going to be all right getting home?"
"I uh well..." Kaveh glances down at his phone. He honestly completely forgot about how Childe was going to give him a ride back at some point, but the last time he saw Childe he was stumbling into a room with Zhongli somewhere. "I'm sure I can catch the last train."
Alhaitham sighs. "I can't in good conscious let you take the train home alone this late at night. Let me drive you home."
"You don't have to do that Professor, I'm sure it's out of your way-"
Alhaitham is already holding up a hand to insist. "--Really it's fine. And please just call me Alhaitham, at least while we're not in the lecture hall."
Kaveh's blush returns as he nods and follows after him.
Less than five minutes later they're heading off campus in Alhaitham's sleek car. Kaveh's finishing up a text to his roommate, Childe, letting him know he's heading home.
As he's doing so, Alhaitham glances over to notice the tattoo on the underside of Kaveh's right wrist.
Kaveh sets his phone in his lap, looking up to meet Alhaitham's gaze for a split second. He then smiles.
"Looking at my tattoo?"
"Yes."
When they roll up to a red light, Kaveh raises his wrist so Alhaitham can see it better.
"It says 'Mehrak'. This probably is going to sound silly, but my father was always fascinated by King Deshret's life. I remember trying to read his findings as a child. Obviously I couldn't understand them then, and after he passed my mother ended up tossing a lot of his things out over time. Then during my first year I took a history class which covered him more in-depth, so I found something tied to him to have as my first tattoo."
Kaveh realizes how much he said so openly to his professor of all people, the vodka must really be affecting his inhibitions.
"Ah sorry I probably overshared just now." Kaveh mumbles, tucking a strand of hair behind his ear while averting his gaze back out the window.
"Not at all. I agree that King Deshret is one of the more prominent figures in history that has also been of interest to me." Alhaitham shows a reassuring smile whenever Kaveh looks back over at him again.
It's now that Kaveh turns a bit in his seat, the pink skirt riding more up his thighs as he does so.
"Alhaitham, do you have any tattoos?"
Kaveh bites his lower lip, seeing how Alhaitham slides his hand along the steering wheel, and his thoughts are already turning to something dangerous. It'd be so easy for Kaveh to lean over and touch on his thigh, maybe kiss on his neck...
"I don't." Alhaitham says, stopping at another light as he looks at Kaveh once more. Seeing Kaveh facing him more makes it impossible for Alhaitham not to notice how more of that sun-kissed skin is exposed. He does his best to not look.
"What about piercings?" Kaveh asks, a playful smile tugging on his lips.
"I'm not sure it'd be appropriate for me to tell you that."
The non-answer seems to be answer enough for Kaveh, because his smile widens.
"Mmm okay." Kaveh shrugs, letting his gaze stray down long enough to glance at Alhaitham's crotch. "I'll just for my own conclusion."
"As long as you pay attention during my lectures I suppose that's fine." Alhaitham responds, attempting to keep the mood neutral.
There's no denying the slight smile showing on his lips too.
Alhaitham finds he's in a good mood when he wakes up the next day.
Despite not being able to fall asleep until fairly late due to his unexpected trip to campus, the car ride with his student made it worth it.
Although it's as he's pouring his cup of coffee that he wonders if he should even feel that way. Certainly him just helping out a student of his is fine, right? He didn't cross any lines, and despite the slight moment of tension, nothing else happened.
That moment though...Alhaitham couldn't shake it even after he got home.
Kaveh had always caught his eye. On his first day in class, Alhaitham noticed him out of anyone else in the crowded room. Something about those carmine eyes was...alluring.
Alhaitham hated admitting that too.
Hearing his phone going off with a text, Alhaitham rounds the kitchen counter to grab it off the bar.
Tighnari:
We still on for drinks later?
Alhaitham:
Yeah I should be done grading papers by then
Thankfully he's got plans to go out with Tighnari and Cyno tonight, so it'll be a good distraction.
He needs to stop focusing so much on his student. Alhaitham usually stays busy enough to not have much free time to dwell on his growing attraction, but spending time alone with him last night seemed to uproot any hope of that happening right now.
Alhaitham taps his fingers on the counter, deciding to get to work on grading those papers so he can kill time until this evening.
"You'll never guess what happened last night." Kaveh's finally seeing his roommate Childe again well after noon.
It's evident Childe is still recovering from his slight hangover and what must've been hours of sex given how many hickies are on his neck today.
Kaveh slides him an energy drink as Childe gratefully takes it to chug it down within less than a minute's time. This is their usual routine after a night of drinking, and Kaveh's clearly already had two energy drinks within the hour given how peppy he is.
"Okay I'm more awake now, give me the run-down."
"You know my hot professor, the one I talked to you about before?"
"Uhhh, shit, what's his name - Alhaitham?" Childe grasps for an answer as Kaveh nods eagerly.
"Yes, yes! So like I was leaving the party and I ran into him and he gave me a ride home."
Childe's eyes widen as a shit-eating grin shows on his face.
"Did you fuck him?"
"No! Fuck - god - I wish!"
"Shocking." Childe smirks, waving for Kaveh to give him another drink.
"I get the feeling he's very 'by the book', so I don't think he'd ever mess around with a student." Kaveh mumbles disappointedly as he gives Childe his second energy drink.
"Maybe, or maybe you just need to wear more skirts to class."
"You think so?" Kaveh blushes and smiles. It's not like he hasn't thought about it.
"I know so." Childe tabs through a few things on his phone. "You're too skilled at making people horny just by being cute."
Of course Kaveh takes that as a compliment. He has absolutely not attraction to Childe. They've been there, tried that, and it ended up with them laughing too much to even fuck. So it's easy enough to talk up each other's strengths, no matter how filthy they might be.
"I'll think about it." Kaveh says, already thinking of what skirt to wear on Monday.
It's later that night after Alhaitham's had a few glasses of wine with his friends that he's returning to his empty apartment.
Granted, a few people approached him with obvious intent on trying to hook-up with him, but he's never been one to take up those offers very easily.
It's only when the frustrations from work are too much that he entertains the idea of it at all. And well, tonight he's not so much frustrated from work when he gets home, but he still hasn't been able to shake Kaveh from his thoughts.
After a full day of working and then going out, you'd think he would've been able to move on from playing out the events of the previous night.
Alhaitham sighs, pausing by his study before giving in and going to grab his laptop.
He heads to his bedroom, changing into some sweatpants and a t-shirt and getting comfortable in bed. Sometimes, more so on weekends, he'll look for some porn to jerk off to.
There's a handful of videos that he usually doesn't mind watching, they act as enough to get off so he can have that release. Tonight though he feels like he might need something more.
It has him scouring through several sites, seeing there's some live streams happening. He's only joined those type of things a few times, but really no one held his attention enough to stay very long.
However, when he's about to continue to another page, something in one of the thumbnails catches his eye.
Crème is Live Now!
From the thumbnail alone, Alhaitham can see those distinct, carmine eyes and blond hair. It has him clicking on the link to the stream even before he can stop himself.
Alhaitham inputs some credit card and account information, and seconds later the video feed is coming through.
"Hello everyone, thank you for joining me tonight! I see we've got some new people in here too."
Kaveh's sitting on his bed, wearing an oversized hoodie that's clearly hiding something underneath.
"I'm going to start with a goal of 3,000 tips if you want me to take off my hoodie!"
Kaveh reads some of the chat's comments, answering them without any hint of nervousness. Alhaitham stares intently at the screen, feeling like this person looks too similar to Kaveh to not be him but...he needs confirmation somehow.
As Alhaitham quickly submits a tip accumulating to $50, he sees how the numbers tick up quickly within seconds.
By the time Kaveh finishes answering some more questions, he notices the number of tips crossing into 4,000.
"Ah I can tell you're all eager tonight huh?" Kaveh giggles and doesn't waste any time in leaning up on his knees, tugging the hoodie off his frame to finally show what's under it.
The chat is immediately lit up with comments, and Alhaitham's mouth goes dry.
Kaveh's wearing a bright red open bust, undercup corset. It hugs perfectly on his slim waist, the ruffles at the bottom complimenting the small pair of red, lace panties that make for a matching lingerie set.
Alhaitham makes an indiscernible noise as he feels his cock growing hard within seconds.
"I got this recently all in thanks to my last private show." He winks at the camera, taking a moment to shift so they can see his tight ass that the panties do absolutely nothing to hide.
It's then someone tips Kaveh $200 on the spot asking for him to slap his ass.
Kaveh smiles, reaching around to smack his ass cheek hard, the distinct echo of it stirring more inappropriate thoughts in Alhaitham's mind coupled with the way Kaveh lets a subtle moan pass his lips.
"Now then, I think I might fully match what I'm wearing tonight and use one of my favorites."
As he reaches off-camera, Kaveh reappears holding a thick, red dildo. He runs his fingers along the veins, giving the tip a kiss.
More tips pour in, people commenting obscene things in the chat just from Kaveh holding that position.
Choke on it baby
Want to fuck your mouth and ass until you cry
Alhaitham watches the comments continue, and Kaveh's smiling as he kitten-licks the tip more before giving a faint suck on the head. It's at that moment whenever Kaveh shifts a hand further down to grip at the hilt properly that his right wrist becomes more visible.
The second Alhaitham hones in on that, he knows. He knows this is Kaveh.
"You all must really want me to get warmed up, that's okay, kissing is one of my favorite things to do...especially if it's on a thick cock."
Alhaitham groans at that. Fuck he shouldn't be watching this. He should turn his laptop off and grab a book to fall asleep with.
He's never claimed to be a good person though, especially as he palming over the front of his sweatpants until he can't resist pulling out his cock.
Kaveh's knowing giggle is muffled as he sucks on the head, pulling off it with an obscene pop, and running his tongue up and down the length of the dildo. As more saliva starts to gather along his fingers, he hears the tips pinging in quick succession, and it's only then that he starts to fully take the cock into his mouth.
Seeing how easily Kaveh takes what has to be 8-9 inches into his mouth without issue has Alhaitham aching. He starts slowly stroking over himself in time with Kaveh's movements, wishing he could have those carmine eyes staring up at him and his mouth stuffed full of his cock.
Want to see how wet you are for it slut
A tip of $300 comes in from someone else and Kaveh's barely able to see it from the corner of his eye. He whines while pushing down his panties, showing off his wet cock that's dripping pre-cum down along his thighs.
"Fuck, fuck Kaveh you're so-" Alhaitham can't even get the words out as he's too caught up in watching Kaveh who is still so beautiful even as he's such a putting on such a filthy display right now.
Kaveh's deep-throating the dildo, whimpers and moans muffled as saliva drips down his fingers and wrist. He's already so worked up, and he knows the second he touches his own cock he's going to make a mess of himself.
That heat coiling has Alhaitham fisting over his cock faster, gripping in just the right way that'll have him coming all over his hand. Although he stops himself short by gripping the hilt, withholding himself as he watches Kaveh slowly ease his mouth off the dildo, a bridge of spit still connecting him in a way that has Alhaitham's cock throbbing again.
"I-I'm having too much fun with this but...I really want to have this in me, what do you think?"
Kaveh sounds absolutely wrecked already after throat-fucking himself, and he's biting his lower lip as he watches the chat light up in agreement.
He lays back on the sheets, making a show of pushing his panties off his legs, letting them see how the wetness sticks and drags along his thighs. When he's bare from the waist down, he spreads his legs to reveal his hole that's glistening with lube.
"I was so excited thinking about seeing you all again that I fingered myself open earlier...I hope that's okay." Kaveh says softly, tracing his fingers down to his hole to purposefully spread it open more to show how much it's already gaping.
Seeing the favored and filthy responses to this also results in the tip counter ticking up. As Kaveh sees a number he likes he lubes up the dildo and presses it inside without a second thought.
And the second it's lodged deeply inside, he flips the switch, the vibrations making him visibly shudder.
Alhaitham exhales a rough moan as he starts to ease back into stroking over himself, watching intently at the way Kaveh fucks himself with the dildo. The obscene, squelching sounds mix with Kaveh's needy whines and Alhaitham imagines holding him down and fucking him on every inch of his cock.
"A-Ahh--! Tell me you like my hole, p-please--" Kaveh whimpers out to the chat, hearing the rapid fire string of yeses in the form of tips, and Kaveh fucks himself faster because of it. The pulsing of that thick dildo has his walls clamping down around it, and he's on the brink of being incoherent with drool falling past his pretty lips.
Kaveh's rocking into every thrust, finally using his other hand to drag his finger over his cock and balls before rubbing on the head of his cock that's leaking all over his belly.
Seeing this prompts Alhaitham to do to the same, and he thumbs on the tip to feel the coolness of the metal piercing there. It also sends a shiver down his spine, moaning roughly as he jerks himself off in time with Kaveh. He stares at Kaveh's hole wrapped around that dildo and wishes he could be shoving inside in that very moment instead, wanting to fill him with cum.
"I'm s-so wet, getting so tight for you, g-gonna come on your cock soon--!"
Kaveh shoves the dildo in hard, fucking right over his prostate in those final moments to have hot cum spilling all over his hand. The streaks fall along his chest, dripping over his nipples and staining the lace corset.
Hearing Kaveh's desperate moans and how he looks covered in cum is too much. Alhaitham groans brokenly, fisting over his cock as it throbs in his grasp and cum is streaking on his hand and dripping down his fingers. He milks himself dry too, watching how Kaveh does the same as he's nearly pushing himself into overstimulation with how much cum is covering the corset by the end of it.
Being the professional he is, Kaveh leans back up, crawling near the camera to make sure he can show off how he licks his own cum off his fingers and swallows every bit of it.
"Mmm you all made such a mess of me. I hope you had as much fun as I did."
After making a few more casual remarks, mainly in terms of his next stream, Kaveh's then signing off for the night.
Crème's stream has now ended.
Alhaitham is still staring at his reflection long after the stream ends, and once that momentary high passes, he's left with nothing but a resonating guilt.
Whenever Monday's class happens, Kaveh is sure to wear a skirt just as Childe suggested.
He's also certain to approach one of his friends, Kaeya, who's sitting closer to the front to talk about general bullshit before class starts. It's all calculated to make sure he's in perfect view of where Alhaitham sits at the front of the room.
As Kaveh finishes his conversation since class is about to start, he ascends the stairs, his skirt barely covering his ass as he does so.
When he sits down at his seat, he stares at Alhaitham, seeing how he's looking down at his laptop.
Inwardly Kaveh pouts. Seems like he isn't noticing Kaveh at all.
"All right before we get started, I wanted to remind everyone that your papers are no later than 7pm today. As always, if you need assistance you are free to stop by during my office hours, and I will do my best to proof-read what you've written."
Kaveh leans his head on his hand, staring at how stupidly hot Alhaitham is as he's shed his blazer to reveal the white button-down covered by a dark teal vest.
He still pays attention in class and takes notes because he wants to learn. Alhaitham proves to be distracting though.
Of course, Kaveh debated going to see Alhaitham during his office hours, but he isn't sure his professor would entertain more of Kaveh's attempts at flirting. The last thing he wants to do is ruin his good graces with the man.
Whenever the lecture ends, Kaveh takes his time packing up, and once there's only a few students left in the room he heads down to see Alhaitham who's still at his desk.
"Hey, I wanted to thank you again for the ride home." Kaveh says, his heart fluttering whenever Alhaitham meets his gaze.
"It was no problem." Alhaitham's gaze then drops once more, and in doing so he can't but notice the skirt Kaveh is wearing. It has him turning to pre-occupy himself with packing up his notes in his messenger bag.
"I wanted to ask, or well I guess tell you, there's going to be another party Friday." Carmine eyes watch Alhaitham as he continues. "I'm not sure if you're interested in that sort of thing, but I know a few other professors sometimes show up even if it's for a quick drop-in."
"I can only imagine who, I'm presuming it's Venti?"
Venti, the music professor, has grown quite a reputation for forming bonds with his students. It's nothing risqué or manipulative, he's just really one to want to have a good time and that's it.
"You guessed it. Sometimes Hu Tao also stops by. But, I thought it might be fun for you if you did too, maybe would help alleviate some stress?" Kaveh tilts his head, running his fingers along the spine of the book in his arms.
Alhaitham turns to look at Kaveh again then, unable to stop himself from noticing those delicate hands moving in such a way.
It provokes that thought of how they'd been holding that dildo the other night, and Alhaitham's gaze drifts back up to see a smile on Kaveh's lips.
"Well how about we make a deal? If you do well on your paper, I'll consider dropping by."
Kaveh's smile widens. Seeing how those teal eyes stare intently at him for longer than is probably appropriate has Kaveh's heart racing.
"Okay, I'll do my best to make it happen."
"Good." Alhaitham grabs his bag and starts moving to leave the lecture hall. "I'll see you Wednesday then."
Kaveh nods and follows, letting Alhaitham hold the door open for him as they then have to part ways.
"What're you going to do if he does come to the party?"
Childe is absolutely thrilled to have a new piece of gossip to cling on to. They're in one of their favorite restaurants later that night, and Kaveh's already a bit tipsy off two margaritas.
"Mmm I don't know...maybe blow him?"
Hearing this has a feral grin showing on Childe's lips.
"That is one of your favorites."
Kaveh laughs and sips on his third margarita. Honestly it's been hard even restraining himself from jerking off too much over Alhaitham, he tries to reserve that sort of release for his streams so it's more intense.
"Really I can't believe he's single...or well at least I think he is."
"Seems that way. I got some insider info from Zhongli since he's a family friend of Venti."
Even though Venti and Alhaitham aren't extremely close outside of a professional setting, they have gone out on a few group outings for drinks in the past so Venti does know some general info.
"Oh yeah? What is it?" Kaveh pours the rest of the pitcher of margarita into Childe's glass as his way of getting him just as drunk as he is.
"Well...the last Venti knew is that Alhaitham is single, that was about a month ago though. Otherwise it seems like Alhaitham is into blonds."
Hearing this has Kaveh giggling into his drink.
"Sounds promising. And worst case I can just blow him in his office..." Kaveh smiles knowingly. At least that way he can truly find out if his dear professor has a piercing too.
Whenever Kaveh finally sees Alhaitham on Wednesday, he's actually pretty upset.
Kaveh had been pining for the chance of seeing Alhaitham at this party tonight. He really thought...well he hoped there'd been a one in a million chance he could maybe seduce his professor at the party.
Because there's no denying there's tension between them.
"Professor - why did you give me such a low grade on this paper?" Kaveh asks, obviously distraught as he sets the paper down on Alhaitham's desk.
"I made my notes as I always do, were they not clear enough?" Alhaitham responds, looking at Kaveh over the edge of his reading glasses.
Kaveh's torn between staring at how stupidly hot his professor looks in glasses and being annoyed at such a shitty grade.
"I mean, they are I guess, but I really thought I did better than this."
Alhaitham sighs and sheds his glasses. He pinches the bridge of his nose while trying not to remember the underlying reason why Kaveh's this upset.
They'd made a deal, and it seems like Kaveh hadn't met the expectations of it.
"I'm sorry, I can't do much about it now. If you want we can look into some type of extra credit to help level out your grade before the semester ends."
Seeing how Alhaitham doesn't intend to budge at all has a hurt look crossing Kaveh's face. He grits his teeth before grabbing his paper to shove back into his bag.
"Fine. See you Monday then."
That's all Kaveh says as he storms out of the lecture hall.
Alhaitham sighs deeply and covers his face with his hands.
The rest of the afternoon had been a shit-show for Alhaitham.
Seeing Kaveh so upset left him in a bad mood. It's not like he intended for Kaveh to get a low score, he always graded fairly no matter how much he might like a student or see potential in them.
But there were glaringly obvious errors that he really thought Kaveh knew better than to make. He couldn't overlook that fact, and he didn't want to give him a free-pass only for him to fail later in other aspects outside of his class.
Alhaitham pours himself a large glass of scotch, staring at the various books in his study afterwards.
Of course, deep-down, he had to admit he used the grade as an excuse to keep up that barrier too.
He shouldn't even be thinking of spending this much time with his student. It wouldn't be professional, and there's no doubting that they're both realizing how much sexual tension is there between them.
Kaveh especially knew, or well, maybe Alhaitham is just being too presumptuous.
Wearing that skirt though...fuck Alhaitham had to hold back from touching himself the second he got home from that and the frustration of the all of this afternoon's events. Although now that he's got at least one glass of scotch in him, and his mood is softening a bit, he wouldn't mind doing it.
So he opens his laptop and sits at his desk in his study, pulling up some of the usual go-to's in his favorites.
The moment he tries to play any of them though, he can't seem to even get interested enough to bother. Sighing heavily, he leans back in his chair, trying not to do the one thing he knows he shouldn't right now.
He misses Kaveh though, he misses how happy he'd been in his presence before, and so he gives in and opens up to see Creme's stream is starting in less than thirty minutes.
After loading into the waiting room, Alhaitham downs the rest of his scotch, and within that time the stream starts.
"I'm in a bit of a mood today, so I wanted to do something to help me feel better." Kaveh lays on his side, showing off the plaid skirt with white thigh highs and a shirt that could hardly be called a shirt with how it's cut right above his belly button and tied together loosely along the middle of his chest.
"My Professor was mean to me in class, so I decided to dress for the part...I wonder if there's any way I can convince him to give me a better grade."
Fuck.
Alhaitham knows this is happening because of him. The hurt and anger Kaveh must feel is being channeled in such a filthy, sexual way, and Alhaitham should feel guilty.
And he does to a point, there's no doubt. But his cock is achingly hard just from the sight of Kaveh, and he's thumbing on the tip of his cock to drag pre-cum over the piercing that shines in the warm glow of the study.
"Do you think you guys can help me feel better too?" Kaveh leans up, watching the tip counter reach 2,000 tips, and it's then he unties the top to reveal his bare chest.
He smiles and shifts onto his knees, purposefully lifting the skirt to show off the crotchless, lace panties underneath. His cock curves up beneath the skirt, dragging wetness on the fabric of it. The moment is just to tease though, and he drops the skirt back down afterward.
"Since I'm in a mood, I was thinking I might auction off another private show tonight if you all make me feel good."
Kaveh licks over his fingers, dragging them down over his chest to tease on his nipples. He exhales soft moans, grinding down a bit on the sheets, and the chat is lighting up with comments.
Want to see you ride a cock
Pinch your nipples, wanna see how wet you get from it
"Whoever can guess the number I'm thinking of tonight will be the winner of a private show with me. The same rules apply, it'll be any number between 1 and 500, and you have to tip the amount that you guess." After practically moaning out his rules, Kaveh sees a tip come through for $100, so he pinches his nipples before rolling them between his fingers again.
Once they're pert and red from abuse, he bites his lower lip, glancing over at what he's got prepared off to the side.
Alhaitham is trying to hold from stroking over his cock too much, especially because he is debating participating in the guessing game.
Of course, he could guess a higher number since he imagines most people would be after the highest tip amount they could manage to get. It seems like a lot of the people in chat are assuming the same thing, because 424, 361, and 250 have already come across as guesses - all of which Kaveh said were wrong.
"I love how eager you all are for some private time with me." He smiles, reaching over to finally grab what's awaiting his audience off-camera.
When Alhaitham sees it and hears what Kaveh says it is, he's gripping firmly over his cock once to tide himself over. He honestly could jerk off just to the sheer thought of this and it'd be enough, but he wants to see it.
"I decided I haven't used this one in a while, so I thought tonight might be a good time to do it." Kaveh drags his fingers down the length of the life-like dildo, pausing on the balls before speaking again. "You all know how much I love creampies, that's why I picked the name Creme."
Alhaitham's swearing under his breath at that, and he can guess well enough what he's going to see.
"No one's guessed the lucky number of the night yet, what a shame. Maybe by the time I'm full of cum someone will win."
It's then Kaveh shifts down onto the floor, carefully moving his laptop with him. He smiles into the camera again before only taking a moment longer to press the dildo onto the ground with the suction base, and he aligns his hole that's already more than prepped down onto it.
The skirt is lifted up again, letting his hard cock be seen and the sight of his hole easily sliding down over every inch of the dildo down to the hilt.
"I-I wish I could just fuck my way to getting a better grade." Kaveh says breathlessly, rising up off the dildo to the tip before slamming back over it again. It creates a harsh, lewd echo, and he's whining as he starts to fully fuck down over it. "H-He's so hot too, I'd let him fuck me- as much as he wants-"
Seeing Kaveh imply something so terribly filthy, and knowing it's all directed at him, Alhaitham's never been so turned on in his entire life.
He's fisting over his cock as he stares intently at Kaveh gradually falling apart. He rides the thick dildo, lines of wetness dripping down onto the floor as his cock bounces with each desperate grind he makes onto the full length of it.
The lewd, wet smacks from the laptop are obscenely loud, and they mix with Alhaitham's own as his hand is soaked from how much he wishes he could have Kaveh riding him right now.
"A-Ahh, d-do you think - if I let him come inside me - that I'll get my way?"
The comments that explode in the chat after that are loud and never seem to stop.
fuck yeah baby
wanna see your slutty hole soaked with it
Kaveh's breathy, broken whines are constant as that rush becomes too much. His walls tighten on the dildo as he fucks down on that blissful spot, and the second he's crying out, ribbons of cum spurt from his cock to stain the skirt and drip down onto the dildo.
His moans are even more pathetic as he reaches down to grope along the balls on the dildo that's stuffed inside of him, purposefully thrusting down a few more times as the fake cum marks his insides and leaks out of his spent hole.
Alhaitham's groaning deeply at seeing Kaveh like this, and when the streaks of cum soak through his fingers, he wishes he could be ruining Kaveh's hole with it instead.
"There's so much..." Kaveh whimpers as he rests on the dildo for a moment longer, loving that feeling of being so full.
There's a few minutes after that where Kaveh eases off the dildo, grabbing his camera to move it in closer, and he presses his fingers along the rim to show how the fake cum drips out of him.
Alhaitham slams his head back against his office chair at that, still trying to catch his breath.
Something tugs at the back of his mind, and he impulsively wipes his hand on his sweatpants to clean it enough before throwing out a tip and typing in a number in the chat.
scholarlymind: 63
Whenever Kaveh sets the camera back in place, it's only then that he starts to catch up with the chat. He's seeing the various numbers and tips that came through while he'd been too busy fucking himself into a mess to keep up.
Then, that latest number catches his eye.
"Well it looks like we have a winner. Scholarlymind you really are living up to your name with that guess." Kaveh smiles as he seems pleased that someone managed to get it right. "I'll reach out to you soon about setting up a private show. For now, I need go get cleaned up, I'll see you all next time."
Kaveh winks and giggles before shutting down the stream.
Alhaitham is stuck in momentary surrealness from that revelation.
Kaveh used the low grade Alhaitham gave him as the 'lucky number'.
It's late Thursday afternoon whenever Alhaitham sees Kaveh speaking with someone.
Alhaitham recognizes him from his class, and from what Alhaitham can recall he believe his name is Kaeya.
Kaeya's smirking at Kaveh who's shrugging and laughing. It seems like they're having a good conversation. Alhaitham can't help but to feel a faint surge of jealousy at the sight.
It's something he has to inwardly chide himself over. Kaveh is his student.
Yes Alhaitham's accidentally discovered another side of his student's life, and yes he might've been exploiting it for his personal pleasure...
That guilty part of his conscious has him unable to avoid walking over to Kaveh now.
"...So I'll see you there?" Kaeya says.
Alhaitham catches the tail-end of their conversation in his approach.
"Yeah, knowing Childe we'll get there later, but I need a drink after this week." Kaveh only just finishes his reply when he sees Alhaitham standing near them.
"Ah Professor, nice to see you." As Kaeya shoots a knowing wink at Kaveh, he says a quick goodbye and resumes texting his boyfriend Diluc on his way out the door.
"Kaveh, do you have a second?" Alhaitham asks, trying not to let his thoughts wonder concerning what he just heard.
"I mean I was about to head home, but I guess."
Seeing how Kaveh seems low energy in his presence has Alhaitham hoping what he offers will start to rectify things.
"I thought about what happened yesterday. I know I offered you the option of extra credit, but seeing as you haven't approached me about it yet and I want you to do well in my class, how would you feel about going out for a cup of coffee with me now so we can talk about this more?"
Kaveh's honestly a little shocked at Alhaitham's proposal, especially with what he follows up with.
"There's a quaint shop downtown that has great coffee and even better crème brûlée."
For some reason hearing Alhaitham say the word 'crème' has Kaveh's cheeks darkening.
It's not like his professor knows about that part of his life since Kaveh's done well to make sure no one does, but something about how he says the word sounds enticing.
"U-Um, I mean, you really don't have to do that." Kaveh looks up at him, seeing how he smiles and insists.
"I want to, but only if you have time for it, I wouldn't want to impose if you have plans-"
"No! No, it's fine." Kaveh doesn't want Alhaitham to think he would rather be doing anything else, because he wouldn't. He'd probably legit cancel any plans he had just to do this instead. "I'd really like that."
It's certainly strange how neither of them outright acknowledges it, but it definitely starts to feel like something close to a date.
Alhaitham is a gentleman and pays for Kaveh's items, and once they're settled in a comfortable booth in the café they finally start to talk about the heart of the matter.
"So I need you to understand something. My intention is to make sure I bring out your fullest potential."
Kaveh sighs and takes a sip of his drink in the cute, porcelain cup. Alhaitham hadn't been kidding about it being a nice, quiet place.
"I know that. I didn't mean to snap as much as I did either, I just really thought that I worked hard enough to earn a better grade than that."
"I'm not implying that your paper is completely without merit. You need to learn to expand more on your ideas though with facts and not just feelings."
The conversation proceeds from there. Kaveh even still has the paper in his bag, so he pulls it out, and Alhaitham goes through each of his notes to elaborate on them more so that Kaveh fully understands what he can improve on.
"I guess it makes more sense now." Kaveh sighs and finally sets his sights on the crème brûlée that just got placed on their table a few minutes ago. "I'm sorry I snapped at you though, I'm really not like that."
It's purely accidental how Kaveh crosses his legs only for his foot to brush up along Alhaitham's ankle beneath the table. The way a blush darkens on Kaveh cheeks afterwards too is even more evidence towards that fact.
Alhaitham doesn't shy away from the touch though.
"It's all right. I'm sorry too, it wasn't my intention to make you feel badly or believe your line of thinking is incorrect. I was serious about my offer for extra credit too. Believe it or not I do see potential in you, so I want you to work hard."
Kaveh's smiling too much now. It's surprising how quickly his mood has turned around just from talking to Alhaitham like this.
"That means a lot." With calculated ease, Kaveh grabs his spoon, and dips it into the crème brûlée. He raises the spoonful to his lips, taking a bite and swallowing it before licking his lips. "So tell me then, what can I do to earn extra credit?"
From that single second, the tension that had formed last week returns and increases ten-fold.
"What I assign would depend on what works best for your current schedule." Alhaitham says, trying not to stare intently at Kaveh's lips as he takes another bite of the sweet treat.
"I could probably work on another paper that isn't too intensive, but I'd really appreciate your help this time." Kaveh takes the last bite of his treat, a soft noise of approval dangerously close to a moan heard from him as he does so. "You were right, that was really good."
"Happy to hear that. How about this, work on re-writing this paper based on the feedback I gave you, and I insist you stop by my office if you need help."
Alhaitham has to hold himself back from outright making an impulsive move in such a public place.
Kaveh seems in agreement to Alhaitham's proposal though, and Alhaitham decides to make a more secretive move that only the two of them would know about.
"What time is that party tomorrow night?"
Hearing Alhaitham ask this has Kaveh caught by surprise.
"You're going to come? I thought that was off the table?"
"Well, I have a fondness for seeing you smile, so I decided to make an exception."
Kaveh goes completely red in the face at that, and Alhaitham knows he's starting to cross a line.
But he can't seem to stop himself now that he's started.
After spending some time with Kaveh that day, Alhaitham is still eager to spend time with him that night.
Although the way it’s happening has an aspect of anonymity to it, he’s ready for it all the same.
By the time 8pm rolls around, Alhaitham’s sitting at his desk with his laptop, logging into the private stream that he’d scheduled with Kaveh shortly after he'd won the night before.
Obviously he had debated even doing it. Given Alhaitham had also reinstated his offer to go see Kaveh at the party tomorrow night, this really didn’t have to happen.
But Alhaitham let his selfishness get the better of him.
The sheer fact that Kaveh seemed to have such sexually charged energy towards him, it made it nearly impossible for Alhaitham to deny any form of it.
That’s why it’s truly becoming harder to deny it in person too.
At some point Alhaitham knows him merely being a viewer will have to end though. He can’t keep hiding behind a mask, not if he really wants Kaveh in all the ways he’s been imagining.
And well...Alhaitham can't say he's fond of sharing Kaveh either.
“Ah you got here early how cute.” Kaveh’s voice emits through Alhaitham’s speakers and he sees how Kaveh is adjusting his camera to show his face.
Scholarlymind: I thought it would be rude to keep you waiting
“Well aren’t you sweet?” Kaveh smiles as he rests his head on his chin. He’s dressed rather casually in just a pair of loose night pants and a tank top. “So tell me, what did you have in mind for tonight?”
Scholarlymind: I don’t want to make this about me
Scholarlymind: Tell me what do you want?
The genuinely surprised expression that crosses Kaveh’s face is something Alhaitham will never forget.
It doesn’t last long, but it’s a look that reveals so many things. Obviously Kaveh isn’t used to having his feelings put into consideration.
“I ahah well, you caught me off-guard here.” Kaveh bites his lower lip, staring directly at the camera as a rather vulnerable look shows in carmine eyes. “You can say no to this…but can I hear your voice?”
It’s Alhaitham’s turn to be surprised. Not that he minds since he’s already turning on the mic that’s tied into his wireless headphones draped around his neck.
“How’s this?” Alhaitham asks, and Kaveh’s instantly covering his mouth with his hands.
“O-Oh wow, you sound so fucking hot.” Kaveh can’t stop himself from admitting that, and he’s blushing because of it.
“Do I?" Alhaitham chuckles, watching Kaveh's expression again intently. "I think your voice is much nicer."
The way Kaveh's cheeks darken as he smiles again has Alhaitham's addiction growing stronger by the second.
"It's so funny. You don't talk much in chat, but you're probably the sweetest one out of the bunch, huh?" Kaveh muses while tilting his head. "Most people just say vulgar things and expect me to be naked within the first minute of doing this."
"You don't have to do that if you don't want to." Alhaitham says, oddly enough finding he's quite liking just speaking with Kaveh again. "We can just talk."
Another surprised look shows on Kaveh's face, and he's laughing softly afterwards.
"Sorry I'm not laughing at you I promise, I'm just really shocked is all." After that, Kaveh leans over to grab a jacket from a chair off-camera, and he slips it on over his shoulders. "I don't know, but your voice sounds oddly familiar."
"Research shows that it’s likely the prosodic auditory cues - or the tone of your voice - are responsible for producing oxytocin, and not the linguistic content of the exchange as one might imagine would be the case."
How easily Alhaitham states this fact has Kaveh almost taken aback, as if that familiarity heightens in seconds.
"Interesting. I guess it makes sense that hearing a nice voice makes me feel good."
"Exactly. That release of such a feeling intensifies when it's someone you know given your bond to them."
Kaveh's brows are furrowing as if he's trying to decipher something, but he can't quite get there. Alhaitham doesn't give himself away, he just lets Kaveh ponder it for a moment longer.
"Enough about that, can I ask why it is you do this?" Alhaitham offers, and a small smile tugs on Kaveh's lips.
It's not like Kaveh planned to pour his secrets out to a complete stranger, but somehow it's easy enough to do. Or maybe it's because of what this guy said, that his voice is soothing in a way that he can't quite place why.
"Scholarlymind, you really are an odd one." As if to get comfortable, Kaveh lays down on his front with his elbows resting on the sheets. "Well, at first it'd been just for financial help, but really it's probably because I felt inadequate growing up."
"Because of your parents?"
"Well, not my dad he was great while he was still around. After he died though my mom changed. She became a worse version of herself after she got his money. I felt like she was constantly expecting more from me, like she needed me to the be the perfect child for her perfect life, and it only became unbearable once she re-married."
"I'm sorry to hear about your father." Alhaitham starts. "It's disappointing how money can change people, but you must be quite resilient because you're still a beautiful person."
"You're just saying that because you've seen me naked." Kaveh blushes and avert his gaze. "Besides, I still do this because I like being desired."
"Yes you're physically beautiful, but there's even something beyond that which is very easy to get addicted to."
It must be that this is yet another thing Kaveh's never heard before, because he's completely speechless.
"You...who are you?" Kaveh asks in utter disbelief.
"Just a fan." Alhaitham replies smoothly, and he's diverting the topic after that. "So in the twenty minutes I have left, why don't you tell me about what you're studying?"
How easily Kaveh falls into that conversation with his unknown patron should be alarming to him, yet it's not.
Even after the private call is finished, Kaveh finds himself both oddly content and at a loss all at once. He couldn't stop thinking about this stranger, and yet he'd been thinking about Alhaitham non-stop just before this call happened.
Kaveh can't shake the feeling even as he tries to fall asleep a few hours later on.
It's Friday night, and the party is in full swing by the time Kaveh arrives.
He has to make a beeline to the kitchen to down a few shots because his nerves are that frazzled. All day he's been anxiously waiting for this moment. It took him over an hour to even pick out the thigh highs, skirt, and tank top that he ended up wearing with some cute, heeled boots.
And after all that effort, he's not sure when Alhaitham will show up (or if he even still will), so the anticipation has him needing alcohol to balance out his nerves.
"Woahhhh slow down there, we don't need you sloppy drunk before midnight." Childe says while swiping the third shot of vodka from Kaveh to down it himself.
Kaveh sighs and bites his lower lip. Yes Childe's right, he should hold off a bit before trying to drink more. The last thing he wants is to be too out of it on the off chance that Alhaitham does show up.
"What's with you anyways? You seem like super fucking jumpy tonight." After Childe asks this, he's grabbing a few things to mix himself a strong drink.
"Nothing you need to worry about." Kaveh says while pulling out his phone.
"Uh huh. You're acting like you're gonna see someone tonight - wait - don't tell me-" As Childe suddenly starts to connect the dots, Kaveh's blushing and glaring at him.
"Don't."
"Oh my fucking god I've connected the dots."
"You didn't connect shit!"
"I've connected them!!!" Childe's starting to yell, and Kaveh has to slap a hand over his mouth.
"Shut up okay yes, fuck, he might stop by. I don't know for sure but ugh." Kaveh mumbles quickly, looking around to see if anyone else was watching him restrain his stupid best friend from being an over-dramatic asshole.
Once Childe is released from Kaveh's hold and can speak again, he's sporting a feral grin.
"Holy shit, I won't say anything, but you better give me the details later."
"If there are any to tell! I still don't think anything will happen." Kaveh huffs and crosses his arms.
Before Childe can get another word in, Zhongli comes strolling into the kitchen, and Childe's attention span vanishes as he's immediately all over him.
Kaveh ends up making the rounds throughout the party as he always does at some point. Given the size of the sorority house, it takes quite a while, especially with how many people are crowding into the larger areas and even the hallways.
By the time Kaveh reaches the second floor, he hears a commotion below, and peers over the balcony to see Venti's just arrived.
"Hello fellow youths!" He's giggling as some of his favorite students crowd around him, offering him what they know are his favorite drinks.
Kaveh can't help but to feel a little disappointed that Alhaitham isn't here yet. It's been over an hour since he got here.
As it nears 11pm, Kaveh is assuming Alhaitham isn't going to show up after all, so he's grabbing another shot to try and quell the negative feelings. When he does, he's approached by a guy, someone he's seen at a few parties in the past, and he's evidently trying to talk Kaveh up.
"So how about it, do you want to dance?"
Feeling defeated, Kaveh forces a smile and downs a third shot before tagging along with the guy.
They're moving out into the large, open space of what is usually the communal area that is now occupied by people dancing. Just as Kaveh is about to run his arms around the guy's neck, he hears another commotion near the front door and looks over to see what he didn't think he would tonight.
Alhaitham just showed up. He's dressed the most casual Kaveh's ever seen him in black jeans with a t-shirt and a matching black, motorcycle jacket - all of which looks perfect on him.
He only has to look around the room for a few moments before he's approaching Kaveh who's in the next room. Seeing this has Kaveh meeting him halfway as he completely abandons who he'd been dancing with.
"Hey, are you busy?" Alhaitham glances past Kaveh at the guy who's watching them talk.
"Definitely not. Unless you're busy!" Kaveh replies quickly, suddenly feeling unsure of himself.
"We both know I'm only stopping in to-"
There's squeals and a group of girls who suddenly start crowding around Alhaitham after that.
It's unexpected enough that Kaveh's pushed out away from him, and he's glaring at all of them as they eagerly try to get Alhaitham's attention.
"Oh Professor, what're you doing here?!"
"You never come to these!"
"Let me get you a drink - come drink with me!!"
They're flailing and dragging Alhaitham back to the kitchen, clearly unwilling to release their hold on him.
Kaveh sighs heavily. What the fuck does he do now?
Glancing back at the guy, Kaveh hates walking back over to him for a dance. It doesn't seem like Alhaitham is going to be left alone for a while.
One dance turns into two and then three, and by number three Kaveh feels a little more carefree from the vodka really hitting his system. He sways with the guy, feeling his hands boldly starting to roam down his waist, making their way to his ass.
"Hey, you wanna go upstairs?" He says near Kaveh's ear.
As he feels the guy's fingertips just barely brushing along the top of his ass, they stop suddenly. It's enough to have Kaveh looking at him, seeing how he's staring past Kaveh, and those teal eyes are taking in the scene.
"Kaveh I need to speak with you." Alhaitham says in an indiscernible tone.
"What do you need to talk to him about that you can't just say right here?" With how insistent the guy seems to be, he hasn't moved his hands off Kaveh either.
As Kaveh drops his arms back at his sides and is about to speak, Alhaitham reaches out to grab Kaveh's hand and tugs him out of the guy's hold. The suddenness of it has Kaveh stumbling into Alhaitham's chest, and he doesn't have time to question anything as Alhaitham guides him past people after that to an unknown location.
The sound of girls searching for Alhaitham can be heard in the background, and Kaveh's at a loss as they climb the stairs to pass by a couple who clearly just stumbled out of a room at the end of the hall.
Alhaitham pulls him into it, slamming the door afterwards with a click of the lock. It's some sort of meeting room given the various chairs and loveseats scattered around with a podium near the window.
"I...you're here." Kaveh isn't sure how to start, and he's looking off to the side of the dimly lit room.
The strap on his tank top slipped off his shoulder in the rush of them moving through the house, and it doesn't go unnoticed by Alhaitham.
"Is this how it always is when you come to these parties?"
"What do you mean?" Kaveh could think of many things, like, did he mean loud and crowded or...?
"The constant attention."
"Mmm depends." Kaveh shrugs. "You saw how the girls flocked to you. I'm surprised you're not still down there with them."
Okay he might've let a bit of jealousy show then. Kaveh looks up at Alhaitham to see how he's staring at him.
"Says the one who was dancing with someone else."
The way Alhaitham replies with this has Kaveh sensing some jealousy from him as well. It's just enough to settle Kaveh's unease, and he takes a step forward.
"Oh? So what do you want to dance with me?"
Alhaitham slips off his leather jacket to toss over a chair nearby before boldly running a hand along Kaveh's waist. He pulls him in close, drawing a soft gasp from Kaveh.
"You're the only reason I'm here."
Kaveh wraps his arms around Alhaitham's neck, feeling oddly at home the moment they're pressed in so close they share warmth.
"I've been waiting for you." They start to sway, seemingly to their own song.
As Kaveh rests his head on Alhaitham's chest, he feels Alhaitham's hands caress along his back. They stay that way for a while, absentmindedly giving each other gentle touches, until a low whisper near Kaveh's ear has him looking up again.
"Kaveh, I need to tell you something."
"If it's that we shouldn't be doing this, I don't care."
"No, I think that's impossible to stop now." Alhaitham starts, his fingers curling into Kaveh's shirt. "I also think that deep down you know what I need to tell you."
Kaveh stares intently at Alhaitham, seemingly searching his gaze for that hidden meaning.
What should he already know?
"I'll give you a hint...'there's something about you that's very easy to get addicted to'."
The moment Kaveh hears those words spoken by Alhaitham in a low murmur, Kaveh exhales a shaky breath.
"You..." He can't even believe it at first.
Alhaitham knows his secret.
He knows, and he's still here. Alhaitham still chose to come and see Kaveh tonight.
Alhaitham's fingers start to gently tease beneath the back of Kaveh's tank top, running on his bare skin, and his words are warm along Kaveh's lips.
"The only thing I need to know is, will having only me desire you be enough?"
"Yes." Kaveh whispers without a second thought as he's leaning in to kiss Alhaitham's lips.
It's a soft, gentle one at first, a kiss that leaves Kaveh desperate for more. Before Kaveh can even say anything else, Alhaitham presses a hand down to grope over his ass, claiming his lips again for a deeper, rougher kiss, one that has Kaveh whimpering in submission.
Kaveh ends up being pushed back and lifted onto the closest nook along the wall, and the second he's they're mutually reaching to get Kaveh's panties off his hips. They slip down his legs onto the floor as he's gasping into Alhaitham's mouth from those hands pushing up his skirt to reveal his wet cock and the butt plug keeping his pretty hole spread wide and ready for him.
"I really hoped I would see you so I prepared myself earlier when I got dressed..." As Kaveh explains this, a breathy whine escapes him from Alhaitham reaching to carefully slide the plug out from his hole.
The lewd sounds that follow have Kaveh even more eager to be fucked.
"...I see. Will you live up to your namesake too?" Alhaitham asks as he loosens his belt and unzips his jeans, freeing his cock to have Kaveh growing wetter the second he sees the size of it and the piercing that's at the tip.
Kaveh reaches out, feeling the cool metal there, and Alhaitham's cock throbs as pre-cum weeps onto Kaveh's lithe fingers.
"Fuck me and find out."
They both know the answer, yet Kaveh wants to have Alhaitham as desperate as he is for this.
A high-pitched whine escapes whenever Alhaitham suddenly gropes beneath his ass, pulling him in closer to align himself so that Kaveh can feel that thick cock-head rub over his gaping rim.
"Hm, how do you want me to fuck you?" Alhaitham mutters, starting to press into Kaveh's hot and plush walls. "Like this?" It's after that when Alhaitham pushes in to the hilt, letting Kaveh exhale breathy whines from feeling so full. "Or should I fuck you like a whore?" His fingers tighten on Kaveh's ass, withdrawing to shove back in hard, causing Kaveh to moan so brokenly.
"Y-Yes, fuck me like your whore-" Kaveh says, pushing his hands along Alhaitham's back to grip onto him, and he's shivering from how that cock fits so perfectly inside of him.
Alhaitham exhales a rough moan at how Kaveh is so tight and sucking him in with each thrust. He can't resist rutting in harder, and Kaveh's aching cock is leaking more lines of wetness down to his hole from how unrestrained Alhaitham becomes.
"You're so tight just for me, I wonder how soaked you'll get by the time I fuck my cum into you."
Hearing what is really a filthy promise has Kaveh clinging to Alhaitham more, pathetic whines passing his lips from Alhaitham hitting that spot and pulling such needy, slutty sounds from Kaveh at how delicious those sensations are from the metal piercing.
"P-Please, I want it, I n-need it-!" Never before has Kaveh been so desperate for something. He's panting over Alhaitham's lips, dragging him into messy kisses as Alhaitham tightens his grip to grind his thick cock-head right on that spot that has Kaveh mewling.
"I'm going to fill you up so that you know you're mine..." Alhaitham breathes out huskily, his own words weighted with that excessive desire as he tells Kaveh to touch himself.
The idea of seeing Kaveh touch himself like this, only for him and not for an audience, it seems to heighten that underlying possessiveness that Alhaitham has been feeling for the past few weeks.
"L-Love being yours, mark me up-" Kaveh babbles incoherently, jerking himself off with a pitiful whine, and all it takes it Alhaitham sparing no time between his thrusts to have Kaveh spilling cum all over his hand.
Alhaitham selfishly steals Kaveh's moans with rough, half-kisses, the obscene sounds of their fucking deafening in those moments as more cum soaks through Kaveh's fingers.
"I'll fuck you so much until you can't live without it." It's after Alhaitham says this that he's burying his cock in that tight heat, his own moans lost as Kaveh kisses him whenever Alhaitham's cum starts to fill him to the brim.
Kaveh tightens more around Alhaitham's cock for it too, greedily milking him dry in a way that has Alhaitham's cock throbbing more cum until it's spurting out around his cock and covering Kaveh's spent hole.
"Y-Yes...don't - don't move." The breathless pleas intermingle in their half-kisses, and Alhaitham gropes hard on Kaveh's ass while staying inside of him.
The feeling of Alhaitham's cum filling him to the point of leaking out him in just the way he's imagined it, craved it, Kaveh doesn't want it to end yet.
"You really like this..." Alhaitham chuckles along Kaveh's lips, staring at him closely as his cock throbs once more to fill him with the last of his cum. "..that's fine I do too. It's much better than merely watching you...as nice as that was."
"I only want you." Kaveh says followed by a long, slow kiss as he lets his fingers tangle into Alhaitham's hair.
"And I want you...so come home with me tonight." As Alhaitham lightly bites on Kaveh's lower lip after saying this, he watches how Kaveh smiles.
"Well you've been very persuasive." With how much Kaveh kisses him again after that, it's more than evident he's just as eager to go home with him.
The next morning, Kaveh finds he's curled up in Alhaitham's arms, and the memories come flooding back.
It's more than enough to have him blushing.
Last night they'd come back to Alhaitham's apartment, and of course neither of them slept until hours after that fact. They couldn't keep their hands off each other, and ended up fucking at least three more times before finally passing out.
"Mmm you're awake?" Alhaitham mutters in a groggy tone, running his hand up the length of Kaveh's spine.
"Yeah, and you?" Kaveh asks with a smile, turning in towards Alhaitham as their legs tangle together more.
"I am now." Alhaitham grips onto Kaveh's hips, dragging him on top of him to have their bare cocks rubbing together.
They'd fallen asleep naked, and now waking up like this, it doesn't take long for them both to be hard and aching, their hips and thighs covered in pre-cum as Kaveh kisses Alhaitham heatedly and grinds down against him.
"Fuck me - please, p-please-" Kaveh whines between harsh breaths, feeling how Alhaitham's gathered wetness on his fingers and hastily presses a hand along Kaveh's ass to find his hole is still loose from hours earlier.
"Can't wait to fill you with my cum again." Alhaitham says in a rough tone, withdrawing his fingers to instead guide Kaveh's body to slowly sheathe his tight hole around his cock.
Kaveh whines at the intrusion, a breathy gasp following it as he falls into a steady, desperate rhythm with Alhaitham shortly afterward. He's clawing along his chest, letting Alhaitham control his every movement with an intent grip on his ass.
Feeling how that cock ruts in deep, grinding over the spot that leaves him trembling, it's enough to have Kaveh dripping lines of wetness along Alhaitham's chest which only riles him up more.
"So wet for me, you love letting me use your hole like this, don't you?"
"Yes--!" The obscene slaps become louder as Kaveh bounces on his cock, pitiful moans spilling the from him at how effortlessly Alhaitham fucks him into an aching mess. "W-Want to be full of your cum- ruin me--"
How Alhaitham stares up at him somehow becomes even more intense after Kaveh whimpers these words, and he's gasping brokenly from Alhaitham pulling him down over his cock with no intent of stopping.
"Get nice and tight for me baby, come on my cock-" Alhaitham breathes out in-between his own groans, thrusting up to pound over Kaveh's sweet spot to have him trembling and choking on whines.
Kaveh's cock leaks all over his hand as he hastily strokes over himself, meeting Alhaitham's harsh movements, and the thick head of Alhaitham's cock hitting so deep is what has him coming in hot streaks all over his hand. Lines of it dribble down along Alhaitham's chest and Kaveh is a broken, desperate mess as he's tight around every inch of Alhaitham's cock.
"P-Please, please-" Such desperation has Kaveh choking on his moans, constantly begging, and Alhaitham grabs hard on Kaveh's ass once more to drag him over his cock.
The intense throbs of Alhaitham's cock have Kaveh shaking, pitiful whines breathed out every second as wave after wave of cum fills his hole. Alhaitham watches as his cum eventually leaks out, seeing how it dribbles down Kaveh's thighs.
"Mmm I'm starting to think you're addicted to being a cum-slut." Alhaitham keeps a steady grip on Kaveh, making sure he can feel the last of his cum marking him inside again.
Kaveh's a mess of cum as he release his spent cock to drag his slick fingers along Alhaitham's chest, staring down at him as he's completely blissed out from how well Alhaitham preys on his every weakness.
"I am, definitely addicted to you too."
"Then I'll just have to keep you to myself." Alhaitham leans up after that, feeling how Kaveh wraps his arms around his neck to draw him into a series of kisses which inevitably turns into a heated make-out session.
It's nearing noon by the time they actually manage to leave the bed.
After a steamy shower, Kaveh is more than pleased to have to wear some of Alhaitham's clothes afterwards. He's quite comfy in the sweatpants that are a little too big so they're low on his hips and the t-shirt that keeps sliding off his shoulder given he's more petite than Alhaitham for sure.
Alhaitham seems to like it as well, because he can't stop staring at Kaveh as they're seated on the couch with some coffee and pastries that Alhaitham ordered in.
"You're gonna make me blush if you keep staring like that." Kaveh says, already unable to stop the blush that is on his cheeks just from admitting that.
"I can't help it. You're already gorgeous, and now you're in my living room wearing my clothes." Alhaitham sets his coffee down in favor of leaning over to kiss once on Kaveh's exposed nape. "Not to mention I fucked so much of my cum into you less than an hour ago, I'm surprised you're even able to walk."
Kaveh's truly flustered now as he leans in to give Alhaitham a quick kiss to try and cover it up.
"If you're like this now, how are you ever going to behave yourself in class?"
As Kaveh munches on his chocolate croissant, he sees the way Alhaitham smirks while taking a sip of his coffee.
"I guess we'll have to wait and see."
They enjoy their breakfast for a while longer, occassionally talking about both class and some upcoming events Alhaitham is planning to attend that might be of interest to Kaveh.
Although at one point, Kaveh's phone is blowing up quite a bit with notifications on his 'secret' twitter.
Kaveh sighs and grabs his phone, only checking it for a second before silencing the notifications.
"Seems you're still as popular as ever." Alhaitham says, seeing how Kaveh blushes out of slight embarrassment.
"Yeah well, I don't really care about that anymore."
As Alhaitham leans back against the couch cushions, he pulls Kaveh along with him so he can wrap an arm around him. Kaveh smiles and contentedly snuggles up against his chest.
"Why not?"
"I mean...I have you now." Kaveh traces a finger along Alhaitham's chest, staring up at him. "It wouldn't feel right doing that anymore, not when I don't want anyone else to see me like that but you. I can always get a normal job too."
"Or I can use it as an excuse to spoil you." Alhaitham grips gently on Kaveh's upper arm.
"Oh yeah? What are you offering to not only be my boyfriend but my sugar daddy?" Kaveh teases as he notices the way Alhaitham chuckles at that.
"Essentially." He says so simply, leaning in to kiss Kaveh once on the lips.
It has Kaveh blushing at both the sheer idea of both things really happening, and also he still gets butterflies every time Alhaitham kisses him.
"I can't find any reason to complain if you're really offering." Kaveh breathes into those never-ending kisses.
"I'm offering and insist you accept." Alhaitham says, lips curving into a smile.
The sheer fact that Alhaitham's being serious has Kaveh rather giddy. Scoring a hot professor boyfriend/sugar daddy within 48 hours or less...
He's definitely going to have to start drafting out his goodbye message for his fans, but that's more than okay, especially with his biggest fan staring at him with the most sincerity and desire he's ever felt in his entire life.
"I more than accept...I'm yours."
The entire lecture on Monday is torture.
Kaveh's doing his best to concentrate and take notes, but he can't stop staring at Alhaitham and eagerly waiting to have him all to himself again. It's been nearly two days since they were able to be alone, so Kaveh's quite eager for it.
He even went so far as to wear a cute plaid skirt with knee-high socks, all in hopes of being extra tempting.
The idea of his composed professor, the one so many adored, finding it difficult to concentrate all because of him...
Kaveh can't help but be thrilled at the idea of Alhaitham losing all restraint again.
"...Remember to review the study notes that are readily available for you online."
As Alhaitham is finishing up his reminders at the end of class in preparation for a test next week, Kaveh's chewing gently on the tip of his pen before starting to pack up his things.
It's shortly after that whenever Alhaitham dismisses everyone, allowing them to also grab their bags and start filtering out of the lecture hall.
Although a few stragglers remain as they always do, some to try and get Alhaitham's attention by asking him numerous questions. Others just outright taking their time to glance at him and openly stare.
"Kaveh before you go, I need to speak with you."
Just as Kaveh's stepped out of the row, he hears Alhaitham's voice, and he can't help but to feel giddy.
As if to take his time, Kaveh pauses briefly to tug up the socks a little bit, enough to make a show of it. There's no doubt those teal eyes are fixated on him even as Alhaitham appears to be pointing out a few things in a text book for one of his other students.
Kaveh smooths out the skirt once he's done, descending the stairs that remain to approach the desk where a few students are still gathered but are starting to disperse.
"Unfortunately I need to tend to some other things for now, so please if you have any other questions either email me or stop by during my office hours." Alhaitham manages to get the other students to head for the exit.
"Yes professor?" Kaveh starts in a simple, innocent tone as the last students trickle out of the lecture hall.
The door closes rather definitively, and Alhaitham beckons Kaveh over with his finger.
"I believe I asked you to work on some extra credit work for me. Do you have it?"
Kaveh can't hide how he smiles while setting his bag down on top of the desk and stepping in closer to where Alhaitham awaits.
"I do, but I'd like for you to take a closer look at it first before I submit it." With that insinuation, Kaveh casually slips between Alhaitham and the edge of the desk, turning so his back is to him and looking over his shoulder. "I did my best...I really wanted to impress you."
"Keep this up and I'm going to have to get you to move in with me..." Alhaitham shoves the panties down Kaveh's thighs, feeling how he lets them slip off his ankle so he can spread his legs wider. "...that way I can fuck you whenever I want."
His fingers feel at the already-slick hole, and Kaveh can't help how his breath hitches from it.
"W-Well, I thought the entire point of you being my daddy was for you to spoil me." Kaveh purposefully says that lone word, biting his lower lip as he feels Alhaitham's fingers hastily withdraw from his hole. The sound of a zipper being drawn down is heard seconds later.
Kaveh shivers from Alhaitham's piercing rubbing along his hole, teasing on the slightly gaping rim as his cock-head barely begins to press inside.
"It is, and I intend to spoil you quite well for being so good for me."
Alhaitham presses in until he's hilted, listening to Kaveh whimpering as he pushes out his ass more to beg for it.
Of course Alhaitham gives it to him by fucking him rough and fast, the filthy sounds filling the vast lecture hall in a way that has Kaveh unable to hold back his pathetic moans.
"Daddy--" Kaveh's breaths catch, fingers scrambling for purchase on the desk. "--k-keep telling me, I'm being good--"
"You are, I'll keep showing you." Alhaitham says huskily, and Kaveh's cock streaks more lines of wetness down to his hole and along his thighs.
As Alhaitham grips hard on Kaveh's hip, he's reaching around Kaveh's front to stroke over his cock, groaning lowly right near Kaveh's ear. It heightens the intense, hot streaks of pleasure that have Kaveh choking on pitiful sounds. Such desperate sounds make Alhaitham's cock throb, and Kaveh tightens more around him for it.
"Doing so good, sucking me in like you love being my little cock-slut--" Alhaitham mutters that praise during his rough thrusts, breaking Kaveh even more so perfectly as he feels Kaveh's cock is soaking his fingers.
"I-I do, love your cum too-- want it in me please--" Kaveh knows exactly what to say to have Alhaitham fucking him in just the right way.
With his hole wrapped around every inch of Alhaitham's cock, that velvety warmth has Alhaitham grinding in hard and deep, jerking Kaveh off with every intention of ruining him, and he does.
Kaveh's whimpering, clawing at the desk as that rush has him desperately rutting in time with Alhaitham until he's coming all over his hand.
"I'll give you everything for being a good boy." Alhaitham says within a low moan, feeling how Kaveh's tight walls flutter around him, and he's shoving inside to give Kaveh his cum.
As if to prolong that feeling, Alhaitham shallowly thrusts, the spurts of cum dripping out of Kaveh and down his legs in such a telling way. It's one that's too gratifying for both of them, and Kaveh turns his head just enough to have Alhaitham kissing him seconds after the fact.
Kaveh emits soft moans into the kisses that are open-mouthed, stringing together in such an intimate way as Alhaitham gives Kaveh every drop of his cum.
It takes time for them to break apart, and Kaveh's smiling and giggling as Alhaitham dutifully cleans Kaveh up so that he's composed enough to leave.
"I hope you'll still take a nice, warm shower with me once we get to your place." Kaveh says as he still has a bit of Alhaitham's cum in him even as he's mostly cleaned up. Just feeling it enough to have him craving Alhaitham again.
It's evident Alhaitham feels the same, because he's holding his bag with one hand while the other runs along Kaveh's lower back.
"I will, so long as you behave yourself on the train ride home." Alhaitham kisses Kaveh's cheek, seeing those pretty pink lips curve into a knowing smile.
"I'll try. Somehow I think you'll make it difficult for me though."
Kaveh sees how Alhaitham smiles in return, and a shiver of anticipation runs through him.
"Lets find out, shall we?"
Alhaitham holds open the door for Kaveh, seeing how he smiles more with a blush.
When they're safely far enough from campus, Kaveh lightly intertwines his fingers with the tips of Alhaitham's own.
Alhaitham laughs softly, fully linking their hands together.
Such a simple, innocent touch has Kaveh feeling the happiest he's ever been. He wouldn't trade it for anything.