[ midnight kisses kaveh. kaveh is drowned in it. day five has the world in scintillating motion. the very weight of midnight's body comes with it its own sound. it takes a moment for kaveh to place it: it's the sound of blood rushing through his veins, the pounding of his heart, the scrape of feet against concrete and the creak of a cot not meant for two. midnight is a scalding brand. frankly, kaveh thinks, it hurts. midnight's weight bears down on him. it's only the snap of kaveh's arm that prevents him from careening into the wall, from midnight careening into the wall (no headwounds, kaveh suddenly thinks. never. not again. no blood matted in hair, no concussive force-), and kaveh is the only thing that's holding up to the two of them. his thigh aches, his elbow aches -
his mouth and the taste of midnight. rough, the way a cat's tongue is rough. but for a moment kaveh tastes midnight's need, and that's all he needs to hold them steady in the moment as midnight's hands come for his hair.
in the aftermath, kaveh breathes. midnight is a curl of pink tongue in the dim, smoky lighting of a half-finished host bar, and kaveh - he opens his eyes. he remembers when he'd closed them. his hand, pressed into the bed, peels itself from the mattress to cover midnight's mouth. ]
Forget about the jasmine. [ kaveh says, breathless, kiss-bruised and aching, ] When was the last time you fed? You're hungry again, you fool.
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his mouth and the taste of midnight. rough, the way a cat's tongue is rough. but for a moment kaveh tastes midnight's need, and that's all he needs to hold them steady in the moment as midnight's hands come for his hair.
in the aftermath, kaveh breathes. midnight is a curl of pink tongue in the dim, smoky lighting of a half-finished host bar, and kaveh - he opens his eyes. he remembers when he'd closed them. his hand, pressed into the bed, peels itself from the mattress to cover midnight's mouth. ]
Forget about the jasmine. [ kaveh says, breathless, kiss-bruised and aching, ] When was the last time you fed? You're hungry again, you fool.