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You entered the architect's office and slowly closed the door before turning to face him with a greeting.
"Hello, Kaveh" you said, voice low and slightly shaky. "You told Tighnari you wanted to talk to me?"
"Hi", he smiled and called your name. "Yes. Since he's one of your classmates and he's one of my acquaintances, I figured he could send you the message just fine." After a short inhale, he continued: "So. How have you been?"
You tilted your head to the side.
"Well, it's..." You paused. "I mean... I'm good." You held your tongue, censoring your will of asking 'Why would you want to know?'
Instead, you concluded with:
"Thank you. How about you? How have you been?"
"I'm doing great."
Then, Kaveh stood up.
You were sure you couldn't hide it very well. The fact of being invited to see him in his current office was causing your mind to overflow with memories of your last encounter at Alhaitham's house.
After standing up, Kaveh started walking towards you. Without realizing, you stood there looking at him carefully, almost like you wanted to carve, to register his appearance inside of your brain. So you wouldn't forget it.
You observed him. Every little, tiny, minor detail. The blond hair. The feather fixed among his hair strands, on his left ear. Its tones of blue that were completed by a golden detail at the tip. How his hair was braided to the left side, along with the feather; and how it was loose to the right. You loved the different styles for each side. The red eyes. Red. From your perspective, they were of a color that burned with passion, matching his unruly explosiveness and his unresolved impulsiveness.
An artist. The architect. A master builder and craftsman. The Light of the Kshahrewar.
Eyes that glowed with a dazzling demonstration of his talents, ever so sharp; a brilliance overshadowed by his inability of holding himself back. Eyes that searched for something way higher than the horizon. An instinct of never accepting anything basic or mediocre. Craving fulfillment. Safisfaction. To conquer. To achieve greatness. The strive.
Seconds passed. Seconds that felt like an eternity. You were still looking at him.
He was still moving closer.
You observed his accessories. The earrings. The fancy collar that would garnish his neck perfectly. The red cape that was such a good contrast to the white, long-sleeved blouse he used to wear. You looked at how it hanged longer in the front, enough to cover his crotch and a part of his right leg, held in place by the fabric that served as his belt. The blue pieces... The Dendro vision hanging on his hips, on his left thigh... The golden matching the white, blue and black. The black pants matching his gloves just fine...
You didn't realize you were gawking at him, so stupidly admiring how charming, how fascinating, how enticing, how desirable...
He stopped in front of you and raised one hand, waving.
He said something you couldn't register.
All your mind did with the motion was focus on his gloves first. How they would involve his pinky and ring finger and leave the rest of his hand free. Next, you focused on his fingers. The skin was so pale... They looked good with the black and golden fabric enveloping them. You remembered how his fingers were shoved deep inside of you not too many days ago...
'Louder', his words echoed through your memories.
'Say it louder'.
You remembered he was thrusting his fingers inside, moving them, exploring every part of you, aching to drive you crazy, just to tease Alhaitham.
'You're so wet and you dare... You consider saying you don't want it. It can only be because you want him instead. But what if I say... I want you...
To want me?'
"I asked, how are you feeling?"
This time you registered it. Kaveh pulled you out of your momentarily daydreaming, not without giving you a smirk that hinted he knew what was going on inside of your thoughts.
"I'm fine? Like I said..."
"No, no..." He got closer. Close enough to make you stand with your back against the door. He put one of his hands on it, just beside your head, and turned the key with his other hand, locking you two in the office. "I want to know how you are feeling."
And then he paused, expecting an answer. You were unsure of what to say. You also wanted him to say more things.
"Maybe I can help you a little bit."
And you didn't have to wait too long before the architect continued:
"Do you think I have forgotten it?"
"What are you talking about, Kaveh?" You played with it. You knew what he was talking about, just not... Specifically.
"That..." He left both hands beside your head and brought his lips closer to your left ear, to whisper: "Alhaitham... Stopped me."
The memories came back vigorously and your breath became heavier.
The architect was standing perfectly still. But he moved on with the words:
"Don't you remember what I was doing?"
"Yes, I do remember..." you answered, growing more and more impatient.
"Do you think I haven't noticed you ogling me since the moment you set your feet here?"
"I wasn't... Exactly ogling..."
"No?" He laughed. "What do you call that?"
"Kaveh..." You muttered between your teeth, averting your gaze to the ceiling.
"Remember what I told you? To be honest with your feelings? I don't think you're doing that."
His voice sounded so good, being whispered so close to your ear like that. The vibrations of the sound, the warmth of his breath and his body so close to yours were making your whole skin shiver, temperature rising.
"I can see your flushed face..." He lowered his voice even more, brushing his lips against your ear. "I imagine you can feel the blood rushing... The heart racing. The temperature rising with the tension. The expectation..."
You bit your lower lip. You squirmed against the door already wanting him to touch you, but he wouldn't move an inch besides letting his lips brush against your skin while he spoke.
"The position I've put you in. All of your desires mixed with the memories... From the last time... I fingered you."
You moaned. You closed your eyes and gritted your teeth.
"I remember it, too... How wet you were. How you tried to resist to it, because you thought too much about Alhaitham... Tell me, are you still thinking about him too much? Have you thought of me?"
Your breath quickened with the motivation to be honest.
"I have... I have thought of you... Many times since that day."
"Oh..." Kaveh smiled. "Now I see we're getting somewhere. I have thought of you, too... How you moaned my name... How you said I had to make you come on my fingers, and you repeatedly said..."
He paused.
"Don't stop. Don't stop..." he exhaled against your ear, "don't... Stop..."
You rolled your eyes to the back of your head. You were going crazy.
"Well, I can do it again. I can do it better. Alhaitham is not here. He's not going to stop me this time. Imagine it... I'm going to slide..." he said every word slowly, like he wanted to make you wait and tease you as much as possible. "I'm going to slide my hand down your belly... Inside of your clothes, your underwear. I'll get rid of them. You'll move your feet nervously... Squeeze your own hands... Press them against the door as I steadily... Gently squeeze your clit between my fingers and rub it... Just to squeeze it again and massage it, all while kissing your neck..."
"Kaveh... You'll drive me insane..."
"Oh, I will. I'll insist on it. I'll masturbate you while sucking on and biting your skin, leaving marks all over it so Alhaitham can see them next time he touches you. You'll moan his name... Alhaitham... Ah... Alhaitham... While he kisses over the marks I left."
Your body spasmed. You were so turned on you started feeling uneasy. Restless.
"I will feel you get wet. Wetter... Your juices are going to leak down my fingers, my hands... I'll make you moan while you squirm... You'll feel dizzy. Annoyed. You'll want more. I'll take you to the edge... And I'll leave you hanging."
You were already annoyed. Kaveh was good at getting under your skin.
"Alhaitham is delicious, isn't he? I gotta agree with you. But he's always so analytical, so rigid and staid... Couldn't I do better than him?"
"K-kaveh..."
"He said he never plays to lose. But neither..." he stopped while moving one of his hands to your underwear, quickly slipping it in, taking his index and middle fingers to your pussy. "Do..." He rubbed circles on it, just to feel how wet you were. "I..."
You moaned at the feeling, giving into the urge to move your hips to grind on his hand.
"So wet for so little..." he laughed. "I want you to want me... More than you do Alhaitham. Am I succeeding? I was gonna ask... But I saw how you looked at me and now that I feel you... Dripping wet from my words... Desperate to be touched..." He moved his fingers to your clit, to massage and squeeze them like he had mentioned before, "aching for me..."
He used his other hand to hold your hair strands and pull them, finding better access to your neck. Kaveh licked the skin and gently bit on it, so kindly, slow to the point of being agonizing, combining these movements with moving his fingers on your clit. "Dying to be pleasured..."
He sucked on the skin again, harsher than before.
"Impatient... Looking at me like that..."
He sucked on your neck again, hard enough to make you feel a slight pain.
"I guess I don't need words. Your body..."
He bit the same place, now hard enough to hurt and leave a bruise and sucked on it, making you gasp and moan at the same time.
"Says it all..."
You panted and squeezed the fabric of his cape on his shoulders.
"Kaveh... You're making me weak..."
The architect laughed.
"I know. I know... Don't beg. I won't make you beg for anything" he smiled. "But be patient..."
"Patient?" You scoffed. "You're... Ah!"
He interrupted you by thrusting two of his fingers inside.
"So easy to enter..." He bit his lower lip. "So deliciously ready... For when I get to thrust my cock inside of you... After I'm done... Fingering you to your orgasm..."
Hell. You didn't want to say anymore.
"Kaveh... Oh... Fuck..."
He curled his fingers inside and moved them quickly, alternating with thrusting them in and out.
"I'll fuck you... Until you have another orgasm. Wait. How many times have Alhaitham made you come when you were fucking? Will twice be enough for you this time?"
You were unable to answer as Kaveh sped up and rubbed the perfect spot inside.
"There you go... this is your favorite spot, isn't it? Maybe we can increase this number to three... Next time you come to pay a visit."
Kaveh took your right hand and brought it to your own clit. "Come on..." He laughed. "Help yourself. Do it... Rub it until you can't hold it anymore... Come on my fingers, make them wetter... Make them coated in your cum so I can lick them clean right in front of you... Before taking you to my desk and fucking you through your second orgasm."
You obeyed. You worked together while your pleasure started growing stronger and stronger, you could feel it in your lower stomach; with the tingling sensation on your clit, your walls clenching around Kaveh's fingers and the frantic rhythm of your breath. "A-ah, Kaveh... Ah... You're so... You're making me lose it... Kaveh, please..."
"I was just kidding..." he said again, his own breath becoming heavy with the arousal, excitement running in his veins, the blood pumping his cock making it harder and harder with each spasm of your body. "I won't leave you hanging. I won't leave you begging... Desiring... I'll fill you up. I'll give you everything. I will... Give you... All of me."
"Give me..." he continued. "All of you."
He finished the sentence by kissing your lips. The kiss soon became a mess with your panting and gasping for air as your pleasure reached its peak and your melted on Kaveh's hands. He slid his tongue over your lower lip, giving you some rest and admiring your body shaking. The eyes unfocused. The juices leaking out of your body while your insides moved against your will, with his fingers lazily fondling your most sensitive spot.
"Amazing..."
Kaveh took his fingers off you to take them to his mouth as he had mentioned before.
He licked them slowly while staring at you. You saw his tongue sliding on the skin, between the fingers. You saw him sucking on his index and middle fingers, wrapping his lips around them at once, slipping them in and out, and doing it over and over again. Until he was satisfied.
Then he approached you. He lifted you up so you could wrap your legs around his hips and be pressed against the door once more.
"I need you to say it... Say. How do you feel about me?"
Kaveh pressed himself against you, making you feel his erection rocking on your body.
"You're so good-looking to the point of being annoying." You stared at him. "Everything you are is so perfect... Your appearance, your voice, your occupation... Even the fact that you're an architect turns me on..."
Kaveh moaned at that, slightly surprised.
"I like your name... The sound of it. I want to moan it while you're deep inside of me. There's nothing... Nothing I want more... I desire you so much it's irritating. It's infuriating!"
The architect turned around with you on his arms to take you to his desk. He made you lay down on it with your chest against some of his lazy, latest sketches and got rid of his clothes just enough to be able to stretch you up with his hard, leaking cock.
"Ah, Kaveh, yes! Yes... Ah, it feels so good to finally have you inside of me..."
He tried his best to control his breathing.
"Even after coming you're like this?"
"I can't help it when you're so hot... Why are you so hot like this... I can't stop thinking of you. My heart races... I lose concentration... I can't work properly. It's ridiculous..."
You lost your trail of thought when Kaveh started thrusting into you.
"I'll give you one more reason, then" he took his finger to your clit once more, rubbing while moving in and out of your body. "I'll give you one more reason to get lost in me."
You kept moaning non-stop as he pounded you from behind and worked you up, easily edging you to your second high.
"Kaveh... You'll make me..."
"Come?" he laughed. "Yes. Again. Do it on my cock now, won't you? Come all over it... To show me... How much you love being filled up by your... Architect... Ah..."
"My architect?"
"Yes... Your architect..."
"K-kaveh... Fuck... Ah... Hah..."
The words brought you to the high you were expecting as Kaveh moved faster and his moans and grunts started filling the place. Your body spasmed and you squirmed with your second orgasm being more intense than the first one, also enough to bring Kaveh to his edge.
Mind still dizzy with pleasure, you held your hips high moving them to fuck yourself into him. He rolled his eyes and when he looked at you again, you found one of his drawing tools resting on the desk and gave a long, lazy lick.
"Ah... That's... I..."
You used more of your strength and energy to push your hips, feeling Kaveh slide in and out of your slicky hole and you realized you were still yearning for him. Wanting... To feel his skin on yours, the sweat, the saliva, the kiss... His tongue, his lips... You briefly started imagining how your next meeting would be, but your thoughts were interrupted by his strong hold on your hips and his orgasm that didn't take long to overtake his senses.
Kaveh grunted, then moaned your name, resting his body on yours while pumping your insides full of his semen and bringing his movements to a halt.
He took some distance before admiring your body spread on his desk, legs wet with your mixed liquids, leaking, overflowing.
"Ah, would you look at this... I could eat you up until I make you come a third time. How's that?"
You trembled.
"Or..."
Kaveh helped you stand up, hugging you from behind.
"I could wait for another visit some other day."