[ He smiles, something more grateful and relieved than it is confident just yet, although that hint of curiosity and interest remains to sharpen his gaze, and he squeezes the hand that takes his, turning to lead Eiden into a more secluded area—thankfully something mostly private, even if it's only a curtain that keeps them from the rest of the people in the Lovers' Hideaway. Behind its safety is a chaise lounge in vibrant red; Kaveh looks at it with a tilt of his head, biting his lip in thought. ]
Mm. Eiden, would you—
[ No. He clears his throat, and tries for a slightly cockier smile. ]
Take those clothes off for me and lay down. Arms above your head, if you would.
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Mm. Eiden, would you—
[ No. He clears his throat, and tries for a slightly cockier smile. ]
Take those clothes off for me and lay down. Arms above your head, if you would.