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alhaitham likes when you leave scratches on his back! he likes the slight twinge of pain every time he stretches or leans back too far because it's a reminder of you. more specifically, you beneath him, whining about how it's too much, it feels too good—
honestly.
he tilts his head, eyes carefully trained on your legs walking back-and-forth on the other side of the room. your arms are filled with scrolls, but there's not a single twitch of pain in your movements. even so, he's very sure that if he lifts up your skirt to check, you'll still have hand-shaped bruises from when he was gripping your thighs just a bit too hard.
guess it wasn't too much for you after all.
alhaitham likes to tease you with his fingers. not to the point of you crying (unless that's something you ask for), but it still frustrates you to no end. he likes to coax you to your high with pretty praises, most of it murmured into your skin and your pussy, before pulling it all away.
his favourite position to have you in is on your hands and knees. he gets such a good view of you from the back, especially when you try to turn your head to beg him to let you cum, only to find he's already looking at you. regardless, it's easier in this position for him to slide under you and have you sit on his face. the teasing doesn't stop there either. his tongue flicks up against your clit, and if he feels like you're getting too close, he'll push you away. all your little reactions are something that he's memorised over time, so there's really no use trying to hide it. his deft fingers will secure around your thighs and push you upwards, away from any stimulation from him.
again, it's frustrating.
but it doesn't mean you hate it.
because he always knows when enough is enough, and he'll let you cum all over his fingers, back arching in the way he likes. he always gives you a kiss after too, for being so good for him.
maybe, after he's satisfied with having you come undone on just his tongue and fingers alone, he'll let you cream around his cock too.
yae miko has the prettiest moans you've ever heard. they're delicate, and she always adds a little giggle in-between her breaths to send your head spinning. you always give in to her requests for "just a little more".
her teasing words melt off into heavy breaths when she's under your touch, but she still finds time to send compliments your way after you've made her release all over your fingers and mouth.
"you're always so good for me, aren't you?"
but she's never fully satiated. not until you are.
"that's all you're planning to give me?" she says, leaning up on her elbows and looking at you with a coy smile on her face. it's her way of trying to draw you back to her, and you fall for it every time.
how can you possibly resist when she's looking towards you with those pleading eyes?
reading with alhaitham is a dangerous move, because you rarely get anything done with him there.
it comes as an innocent request from him, but it's not like alhaitham is a horrible reading companion. he's quiet and keeps to himself. what more could you ask for from a studying partner?
most of the time, the only sounds heard between the two of you on nights like these is the sound of pages being turned. he barely moves, comfortable with staying in the same position for hours on end. you, on the other hand, must move reading positions a lot more than you think because you tend to get alhaithams attention. it's you that becomes a distraction first.
he likes to stare at you, while you're desperately trying to focus on reading the page you're on. there's only so many times you can read the same sentence over and over until you realise none of the information is clicking.
his gaze pierces through you, almost as though he's scrutinising you. it's impossible not to feel hot or embarrassed under his stare, especially when you can see him out of the corner of your eye, peeking over the still-open book in his hand.
you sigh, giving up and finally meeting his eyes. "do you need something?"
"hmm?" he hums. "i can't look at you while i'm thinking?"
he's not thinking about the book that he stopped reading a few minutes ago. he's thinking about you.
alhaitham closes the book in his hand and places it on the table next to him. "since we've both lost focused now, do you want to do something else?"
more often than not, it ends up like this: you in his lap, thoughts filling up with nothing else but him.
alhaitham fucking you in his office and telling you to be quiet. his fingers twisting into your mouth to press down on your tongue, inching his cock into you slowly from behind. but honestly, he wants you to make a noise. even as you're choking back moans, he's pounding into you even harder.
"i'll be good." you breathlessly chant in that cute, half-fucked out tone of voice you have that has alhaitham wanting you to moan even more, just so he has a reason to hear you beg for him instead.