whisperer · 2mo
kaveh getting dressed, putting on accessories and makeup, alhaitham staring at his movements when he puts makeup on his lips, especially when he has to make the gesture like :0
anyway, kaveh getting pretty to go to an event or just a date with haitham so that afterwards it all ends up on the floor. alhaitham undressing him while his fingertips write verses on his skin and he stains his lips red when he kisses kaveh and then marks his own prayers on that sun-kissed skin, which was so beautiful that the moon forced an eclipse.
this attempt at... prose? i don't know, writing pretty-poetic is shit but lately i can't stop imagining kaveh taking his time getting dressed, putting on accessories and putting on super pretty makeup while alhaitham watches it and thinks about the moment he'll take it off... also... i feel like a read something like that from you
it’s so beautiful, dear!! the intimacy of it all is at the finest here &, i believe, this is why we feel about the eroticism of dressing/undressing acts so deeply. sometimes, i like to imagine alhaitham helping kaveh put his clothes & accessories on, even do the make-up for him… alhaitham admiring his own masterpiece just to ruin it all later in bed… AH. peak romance, i tell you.
hm, i do recall writing something similar about it or perhaps tweeting a similar idea on my account, yes!
