Warning(s): Male in apron, Horny Kaveh, Sucking off, Deep throating, Finger fucking, Spit and precum used as lube, Detailed writing, Volume warning, implied multiple rounds, implied multiple orgasms, Minor language, Etc... (Let me know if I missed any).
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You weren't even trying to get his attention in that way but somehow you did.
Kaveh had come back after a long day at the Akademiya and was about done with all the work and his bickering with Alhaitham. He was ready to go back home and see his boyfriend already. All he wanted was to eat, shower, and sleep with you, maybe squeeze in a chapter or two on that book you're reading to him.
However, when he gets him he's met with the sight of you in an apron. You see he already knows this by now but you sometimes get these random spurts of motivation here and there to do something. As of right now that motivation is cookie dinner. Not to mention you made all his favorites. Cream tomato soup with cheese bread and a plate of fresh-cut fruits. How nice of you to also make a glass of wine from his favorite restaurant down the street.
But that was beside it all. I mean you were wearing a frilly apron, not that there was anything wrong with that, but...you looked good. He had to physically retrain himself from ripping it off right there and then. What made it worse was you were in your lazy clothes which were a lot shorter on you.
Those urges were however put at bay when the two of you finally sat down to eat and my god did he HOUSE his meal. If he had known you were so good at cooking he would have asked you to make his favorites a lot sooner. And the wine made him even happier. Taking a bite of the fruit the two of you chatted about the day however towards the end of it all when you got up to do the dishes, Kaveh didn't know if it was the wine making him bold or just his instinct of seeing you with that apron on. But he couldn't contain himself anymore.
"Kaveh? What's wrong?" You pushed the sink handle down to shut off the water and dried your hand before reaching back to push your fingers through his hair. The feeling only made Kaveh hold you tighter, face buried between the crook of your neck and shoulder. "Was work really that bad..?" Your voice was filled with concern and you turned to him, lifting his face to yours for a kiss.
However, that proved to be your biggest mistake, because now his tongue was halfway down your throat in a French kiss. It was your fault for breaking the wall inside him. His hands couldn't keep to themselves as they ran up your sides, under your shirt and to touch your bare skin.
Meanwhile, your moans were muffled by his tongue, running it over yours and feeling the wet muscle quiver under his. He wanted to drown you right there and then you were just so cute. "Let me suck you off." He panted pulling away.
"W-What?" The question came out breathily, and slightly confused from your clouded mind.
"I said, let me suck you off." Not expecting him to actually repeat himself you swallowed.
"If I do will this make you feel better about today?"
"Much." Growling the word his hands came to squeeze your skin. Sighing you kissed his forehead with a nod, quickly feeling yourself being lifted onto the counter and your legs were forced apart. "That's adorable, I can see your hard-on from under the apron." Leaning down Kaveh licked a long strip over the fabric, before biting down lightly and sucking. "But I wanna taste you at the source."
Reaching under the apron Kaveh hooked his fingers around your shorts pulling them down and brushing the apron back so your cock stood free. "Mmm, delicious. Desert for me?" Leaning down Kaven wrapped his lips around your head, slowly and teasingly taking you all the way into his mouth which drew a long moan and a shudder from you at the sensation.
"Fuck, Kaveh." His tongue was as skilled as ever, dragging over the bottom of your shaft as his head bopped to suck you off faster. His pace would halt sometimes whenever he came up to suck and lick his tongue flat over your head, the feeling always made your thighs squeeze around his head before his hands pushed them open again.
"So fucking cute in this apron. I can't help but think you wore it just to tempt me." Opening his mouth Kaveh allowed a mix of his saliva and your precum to drip down over your hole, using it as lube to plunge his fingers and spread you open. "It's been a while so I'll have to prep you."
His long slender fingers rubbed your insides just as good as they always did. Thrusting up into that spongy spot that made your hips twitch down into his fingers more. When he deemed you prepared, he slowly pulled his fingers out, receiving a whine from you at the emptiness.
"I can't wait to thrust my fat dick inside you. To feel the way your walls squeeze around my cock as I watch you cum." Licking over his lips Kaveh undid his belt, moving the head of his cock to your ass. As much as he wanted to thrust in he gave it a teasing rub, pressing the tip of his cock down on your ass before circling it again all up until your body was squirming and begging him to thrust inside you already. To which he finally did.
The feeling of being thrust into so quickly made your toes curl, arms instantly marching around his neck as his hands gripped at your thighs tightly which was sure to leave bruises. Your moans echoed off the tiles of the kitchen wall which drove Kaveh insane.
"I can't control myself when hearing you like this you know~" He purred in your which, only leaning over further to hit a better angle inside you. He was so deep it was driving you crazy. You swore you could feel him in your stomach with how deep he was thrusting. Tears and drool spilling down the sides of your face as a result.
"I-If you, nnmgh, do that...I might cum sooner than I'm, supposed to- Ah!"
"That's completely fine (Y/N). My only goal right now is to stir you up inside." Pressing you into a fold he slammed his hips into a spot that made you scream his name. Legs shaking as you heaved for air.
"F-Fuck. Feels too good~" Your hands were grabbing at the ends of the counter in an attempt to keep yourself from going insane. "Give it to me more Kaveh..."
"My sweet (Y/N) asking so nicely. How could I refuse my good boy?"
To say you regretted your words was...well true in a way. He had to literally carry you to the tub because your legs were too weak to stand.
"Jerk" Yous sniffled tiredly in the tub.
"Jerk? (Y/N) the words that came from your mouth were 'Give it to me more Kaveh'. How is this my fault when you-"
"Shh, ok I get it." You huffed before leaning back onto his bare chest. "Just shut up, I love you."
