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“This is a public space.” Alhaitham’s voice resounded from behind Kaveh, the blond parting his lips from his boyfriend’s to acknowledge the looming presence behind them. He wasn’t exactly mourning that their kiss had been interrupted, but his usual resentment towards Alhaitham was perfectly sufficient at closing any gaps.

“This is an entryway, and I know for a fact you have nowhere to be.” Kaveh rolled his eyes without looking behind him. He wasn’t willing to give Alhaitham the attention he was trying to draw to himself. “Go away,” Kaveh warned.

A pregnant pause passed between the three men until Kaveh spun his head with a discontent glare meant for his roommate, who gave him a shrug before leaving.

“Do you really have to stay with this guy?” Kaveh turned back to the man who had just spent minutes practically eating his face. “I’m not comfortable with you living with him.”

Kaveh suppressed a groan. He was used to these insecurities, but that made him no more willing to deal with them.

He understood. His living situation was confusing and given how much he complains about Alhaitham, it made sense to question it. But he hadn’t been dating this guy long enough for him to be in a position to make demands about who Kaveh chose to share a home with. It wasn’t like he had much choice anyway.

“There isn’t an alternative, and at the very least I can depend on Alhaitham not doing anything funny,” Kaveh sighed. It was a sad reality; he couldn’t afford a place of his own and the city was filled with weirdos. He shouldn’t shack up with a stranger unless he intended to be found dead in someone’s basement.

Alhaitham drove him insane, but he had known him for years. At the end of the day, Kaveh knew that they’d be there for each other. He could rely on Alhaitham for better and worse.

“How about living with me?” The man in front of him asked hesitantly. It was a ridiculous idea and he was probably aware of it himself. “It makes no sense for you to live with someone you despise when you can live with someone you love.”

‘Presumptuous.’ Kaveh bit back the words. He never even as much as implied that his feelings were that deep. He had enjoyed his time with his boyfriend, but to say they had reached that level of commitment? No. When Kaveh thought of love, a different face would appear at the forefront of his mind. But neither his lack of feelings for one nor his suppressed feelings for the other were issues he was willing to address.

“It’s a nice offer,” Kaveh began, a polite smile sat on his lips as he tried to find the words to make the rejection as painless as possible, “but to live with someone I’m dating so early on? I can live with Alhaitham because it’s meaningless.” ‘A lie.’ Kaveh pushed away the intrusive thought as quickly as it came.

“You shouldn’t put your faith in him so easily.” Something about his boyfriend’s demeanourdemeanor changed. His tone felt hostile, and his stance aggressive. “He is clearly interested in you.”

“Even if he is, the fact that he hasn’t acted on it goes to show that I can trust him.” Kaveh did not like the implication that Alhaitham had bad intentions. It was rude, and the guy hardly even knew him. Only Kaveh was permitted to say such things about Alhaitham.

His boyfriend closed in on Kaveh, gripping his arms tightly and making him flinch. “You’re being naive!”

“And you’re being insecure!” Kaveh yanked himself free, separating them. “Which is no excuse for mistreating me.”

The man opened his mouth again, but this time Kaveh cut him off before he could say anything. “You should leave.”

For a split second it seemed that he would. He had the doorknob in his hand beforehandbefore turning back to Kaveh and shouting. “Insecure?!”

Kaveh groaned, rolling his eyes as he prepared himself mentally for what was coming.

“Anyone can see that there’s something going on between you two!”

“And I assure you that there isn’t. It’s one thing to distrust Alhaitham, but what did I do to earn your suspicions?”

“You’re an easy guy, living with a good-looking man who has a thing for you.”

“What did you just call me?” It was undeserved. Kaveh wasn’t quick to jump into bed with this guy nor does he know anything about any potential encounters Kaveh might have had previously. It was a bold assumption to make.

“You know what, I’m leaving. I’ll call you when you’ve calmed down,” the man said, noticing Kaveh wasn’t going to back down.

“Honestly?” Kaveh took the door in his hand, “Don’t bother.” He slammed the door shut and stomped back into the house. He walked past Alhaitham, who pretended he hadn’t just heard the entire exchange. The roommate looked away innocently as Kaveh made his way into his bedroom.

Kaveh dropped onto his bed and screamed into his pillow, letting out all frustration. ‘What a dick.’ He should raise his standards. To imagine that a jackass like that managed to sway him into dating him.

He flipped onto his back and was met with the subject of his fight standing by the door. Alhaitham’s arms were crossed and he sported a self-satisfied and smug grin on his face.

“Shut up,” Kaveh groaned.

“I have yet to say anything.”

“Yet.”

“I’ll keep quiet then.” Alhaitham closed the gap between himself and the bed, and climbed over Kaveh. The blond sucked in a breath. He remained still, waiting to see what Alhaitham was doing.

Abruptly Alhaitham pulled him by the legs, pressing him flush against his crotch. He placed his hand on Kaveh’s face, squeezing his mouth open from the sides to allow himself full access. His tongue darted in, and Kaveh unabashedly went along with it. He’d already forgotten about his boyfriend. Or was it his ex-boyfriend by now? He wasn’t sure.

He didn’t care.

Alhaitham snapped the buttons on Kaveh’s blouse apart, and while Kaveh would be upset about the way his clothes were treated by his roommate, he couldn’t think of anything when the man’s tongue continued to explore his mouth.

The kiss was gentle, contrary to how roughly Alhaitham was holding onto him. It made Kaveh’s head spin with the hope for something deeper to whatever was going on.

Desperate for air they separated. Neither of them dared to speak, fearful of ending the moment.

Alhaitham grinned and lifted himself back up. He placed his hands over Kaveh’s pants and looked at him for permission. Kaveh nodded, and quickly his consent turned into Alhaitham removing his clothes, exposing his bare body to him.

“Cute,” Alhaitham said, staring at Kaveh’s leaking cock. The comment should have infuriated Kaveh. He was clearly being teased, yet he flushed under the intense gaze.

Alhaitham drank in the sight of the body beneath him. He glanced down Kaveh’s frame, between the parted blouse that did nothing to hide the hardened pink nipples underneath.

He lowered his eyes and Kaveh shyly pushed together his legs to hide his dripping wet cock as if it wasn’t screaming for attention on his abdomen. With ease Alhaitham hoisted Kaveh up by his waist, lining up his entrance with his mouth.

Kaveh yelped, but the sound quickly turned into needy moans as he felt the wet sensation of Alhaitham’s tongue pressing against the tight muscle of his hole.

Alhaitham’s tongue pressed inside him, soon joined by fingers to help with opening him up. He was impatient, yet seemingly still considerate enough to prepare Kaveh. Regardless, it didn’t take long for Alhaitham to drop Kaveh’s hips back onto the bed.

He wanted to do a lot to the blond; he wanted to take him apart bit by bit until Kaveh was nothing but a babbling mess. Waiting out this boyfriend had taken up much of his patience.

Alhaitham pulled himself out of his trousers and lined the tip of his cock up with Kaveh’s wet and stretched out hole. He paused, and once again looked at Kaveh for permission, only to be met with an eager nod.

A wry grin crept up Alhaitham’s face. “Needy.”

The taunt earned Alhaitham what was no better than an attempt from Kaveh kicking at his face. Feeling spiteful, Alhaitham decided to push into the agitated blond without warning. The lighthearted moment was interrupted by a sharp inhale, and Kaveh gritting his teeth at the sudden stretch.

“Slowly, please,” Kaveh pleaded. He didn’t want to give Alhaitham the satisfaction of knowing that he was significantly bigger than his shitty boyfriend he had just shut the door on, even if it was evident from how tight he felt around him.

Alhaitham pushed in until he fully disappeared inside Kaveh, their bodies pressed flush together. They stared at each other with unspoken fondness, not moving until one of them was to encourage the other, or rather that was the intent.

Kaveh’s phone rang beside them, breaking them away from their little moment.

Still filled to the brim by Alhaitham’s cock, Kaveh’s heart dropped as he looked to his side to see the caller ID on the phone. His boyfriend. Ex-boyfriend? He wasn’t sure, but it didn’t matter because guilt engulfed him regardless. What he was doing right as the phone chimed in his ear constituted cheating, and no feeling good would ever justify that.

To make matters worse, he was cheating with the one person he promised wasn’t going to be a problem not even 30 minutes prior.

He let the phone ring, waiting for it to switch to voicemail.

“Pick it up,” Alhaitham said.

“No?!” Kaveh screeched out in shock. He wasn’t about to pick up the phone with Alhaitham balls deep inside him. Alhaitham couldn’t be trusted not to pull some shit, and Kaveh couldn’t trust himself to hold back his voice if his roommate did decide to continue fucking him while on the phone.

Alhaitham angled himself slightly and slammed back into Kaveh, hitting his prostate in the process. Kaveh’s body tensed around Alhaitham’s cock, enough to distract him from the phone that Alhaitham had picked up.

“Hello?” A faint voice came from the phone’s speaker.

Kaveh sucked in a sharp breath, realising he had to do this. “I’m sorry—“ he began to speak, but immediately needed to choke back a sob as Alhaitham decided to increase the pace, dead set on drawing out as much sound from Kaveh as possible. “I can’t talk right now.”

“You sound strained, are you ok?”

“Feeling—ah.” Alhaitham pulled Kaveh’s head to the side by his hair, exposing his neck to his lips. “S-sick!” Kaveh stammered out, holding back his moans as Alhaitham trailed his tongue down the sensitive skin of his neck. He bit down on his lips, scared that if he opened his mouth again all that would spill out would be the desperate sounds in response to Alhaitham fucking him.

“I’ll come back, I can take care of you.” Kaveh’s heart dropped. Despite his insecurities, he wasn’t exactly the worst person. Even as Kaveh was being fucked by his roommate, his boyfriend was willing to take care of him. Granted, he had no idea what Kaveh was really doing, but still.

Kaveh prayed for the call to end. He wanted to spare the man’s feelings, but knew it was a long shot.

“No,” Kaveh replied, tears in his eyes as the cock inside him plunged in and out. “It’s—hng—I’m ok!” He glared dragged at Alhaitham, who continued his unrelenting pace with a self satisfied grin.

Kaveh’s mind was close to going blank. Alhaitham’s every thrust managed to hit exactly right, and it was all too much. But it was when Alhaitham’s fingers wrapped around his cock and denied him his orgasm, that Kaveh snapped.

The world around him disappeared and all that was left to keep him grounded was Alhaitham.

“Well, if you’re sure,” the voice said hesitantly, but Kaveh was already turned out.

“We’re sure,” Alhaitham spoke up, “you’d just be interrupting.” He never cared to be quiet or to save the guy’s feelings. He disliked how he cut the conversation with Kaveh short the moment Kaveh bit back, and he hated how he made Kaveh out to be the emotional one out of the two when for once he was being rational.

He made it a point to create as much noise as possible, the phone call not yet ended and Alhaitham keen to show off just how he was making Kaveh feel. The echoes of skin slapping against bare skin made it through the phone, the other end silent in response.

Alhaitham made it a point to let himself be heard by both Kaveh and the man on the other side. Gruff groans resounded through the room as he chased down his own climax.

“Please,” Kaveh cried out.

Alhaitham glanced at the phone, a sly grin on his lips as he noted the call was still going. “Please what. What do you want?”

“I’m close, just please—“ Kaveh’s mind was a blur. He could only focus on how good Alhaitham felt inside of him, how well he fitted around him. “I need—“

“You need what?” Alhaitham taunted. “Use your words.” He wanted Kaveh to say it. That he needed Alhaitham, and not his useless boyfriend. He wanted the man on the other side of the line to hear it.

“Let me cum, please!” Kaveh yelled out frantically, his nails digging into Alhaitham’s arms while he moved his hips along with the man’s thrust desperately.

“Tell me,” Alhaitham said, eyes glued to the phone screen. “Do I fuck you better than him?”

“Who?” Kaveh was confused, having no idea who Alhaitham was even referring to.

“Do I fuck you better than your boyfriend?!” Alhaitham stopped entirely, waiting for Kaveh to answer him.

A whine spilled from Kaveh’s lips, as if there was nothing Alhaitham could have done to offend him more than to stop fucking into him. “Alhaitham, please,” he begged.

“Well?” Alhaitham insisted.

“He’s nothing compared to you,” Kaveh finally mumbled.

Something in Alhaitham snapped, and he resumed his unrelenting pace. “Going to fill you up. Claim you as mine.”

“Yours!” Kaveh wailed, oblivious to the man listening in.

Alhaitham released the hold he had on Kaveh’s length, and started to pump at it. Paired with a few sharp thrusts of his hips, he pushed the both of them over the edge. He spilled inside of Kaveh, painting his inner walls white.

Kaveh screamed out in delight, content with how full he felt. His own release splatters across his abdomen and into Alhaitham’s hand. A beat of silence finally passed between them, and the room filled itself with heavy breathes.

Alhaitham pulled out his cock from Kaveh’s abused hole, and he watched as his hard work spilled from it, down Kaveh’s trembling thighs.

He glanced back down at the phone, and after a few more seconds, the call ended.

Satisfied with bringing Kaveh’s relationship to a definitive end, he looked back at the man in question. Kaveh laid before him, covered in his own mess. White strands had spilled over his stomach and Alhaitham’s released continued to spill out of him. He trembled, twitching with aftershocks.

Alhaitham felt himself hardening at the sight, ready to indulge once more.

But he didn’t. He dropped down next to Kaveh and pulled him into his arms. “Saved you a break-up talk.” He planted a kiss onto Kaveh’s shoulder, who let out an annoyed whimper between heavy breaths.