[Unfortunately for Kaveh (and the foxes), Alhaitham has precisely none of the reservations that either of them hold. The hand that's been slowly making its way up the expense of Kaveh's back finally finishes its ascent, arriving at its destination that is Kaveh's head. Once it's there Alhaitham smoothly goes to cup it with that very same hand, and it serves as the only warning that the other man is going to have before Alhaitham leans in to claim Kaveh's lips for a much desired kiss.
Does he think they're going to get to business here? Of course not, he doesn't actually want to roll around in the grass like this. But nothing's stopping him from taking a kiss now since Kaveh so clearly wants it, and Alhaitham has never been one to deny his wants once they rear its head to the surface.]
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Does he think they're going to get to business here? Of course not, he doesn't actually want to roll around in the grass like this. But nothing's stopping him from taking a kiss now since Kaveh so clearly wants it, and Alhaitham has never been one to deny his wants once they rear its head to the surface.]