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Again? It’s been a couple months since alhaitham adapted this routine to release some ’stress‘. every week (or whenever he can) he goes to liyue far away from sumeru, goes to some random bar, gets tipsy and picks a person -mostly women- around his age and hooks up with them…. Or at least he tries.
Well actually the ‘stress’ he is feeling isn’t caused by the akademia, or because of work.his mind tends to wander back to a certain blond. It bothers him, why would he be thinking about that annoying brick who knows nothing other than complain??, why he gets disappointed every time the blond goes away for some stupid projects, why he feels excitement when they briefly touch, it’s stupid. He needs to get him out of his mind. He can’t think about him, not Kaveh.
How funny. The loud blonde got to his head when he least expected it, it wasn’t his intention…never. Alhaitham wanted to live a life of solitude by himself, and yes maybe extend his bloodline further in the future but for his mind to be plagued with hearts and his stomach with butterflies it wasn’t avoidable in this situation. Maybe this whole thing started way back when he was a student, when everyone would say that he thought of himself of a ‘higher up’ just because he was smarter than those of his age, but Kaveh…oh kaveh..he would make the effort to at least talk to him because he was alone most of the time and Alhaitham enjoyed that..a little too much to his liking and before he knew it the blonde got to his heart. Slowly. Sneakingly.
Currently alhaitham is at a hotel with a woman, both are busy with each other's lips. Teeth clashing together and the smell of alcohol invades their nose, it doesn’t matter because he only has one goal and it’s to keep his thoughts on this attractive woman whose name he doesn’t know. His hands run down her waist and pull her close to him, she lets out a sweet moan that would drive others crazy but not Alhaitham he tries to get turned on by the small gentle noises she makes and still nothing. He lays her in the bed, almost pushing her and slowly makes his way up, under her dress. His palm rubbing the soft and smooth skin -he can only think if Kavehs thighs are the same- wait, he shouldn’t be thinking about him, no, alhaitham is with this lady right now he shouldn’t be thinking about that idiot.
As the scribe reaches her clothed pussy he can feel the wetness he can’t help but think how disgusting it feels. “Mmm…more~” she moaned, moving her hips to gain more friction from his fingers. He puts her panties to the side and starts to rub her clit in a rough manner but good enough to have her pleading for more. With his other hand he lowers her top and somehow removes the woman’s bra. He proceeds to play with her tits and nipples. Really anything to get a reaction from her and focus only on her.
The woman’s moans are loud and pleads for more and more, Haitham being satisfied by her reactions inserts two fingers without warning making her let out a lewd and painful moan, she was so aroused by the pleasure and alcohol that she didn’t even see alhaithams face.
He felt so wrong doing this for some reason, he just wanted this to end. And so the scribe pumped his fingers faster to make her release quickly . Just as Haitham wanted she came all over his fingers and passed out from exhaustion.
With no hesitation alhaitham rushes to the bathroom and washed his hands. He was tired of doing this, tired of trying to hook up with strangers all because he didn’t know how to handle his romantic feelings towards someone. With a sigh he looked in the mirror and he was disgusted with himself. He took a quick shower and made sure the woman was all cleaned up before leaving and heading towards sumeru despite being so late at night.
Hopefully he doesn’t run into his friend -Zhongli- he usually doesn’t mind but the older gets carried away when chatting.
After a while of walking he makes his way toward Gandharva ville - the fastest route to sumeru city- spotting the forest rangers doing their night patrols, he knows he is near. Making his way to the stairs that lead up to the huts a voice calls for him
“Alhaitham.” The voice belonged to tighnari “what are you doing up so late”
The grey haired man let out a small sigh “Hello, I was just going back home”
“Hmm I see you are coming back from one of your ‘night outs’, seriously whatever you’re doing you need to stop” of course the forest watcher knew, almost every night when alhaitham would come back, Tighnari caught him walking alone and with the scribe a faint smell of women perfume and alcohol.
“Business always calls, there’s no need for you to worry” Alhaitham crossed his arms, surely if he acted nonchalant the watcher wouldn’t suspect a thing?…right?.
Usually It would work, it should’ve worked. If it weren’t for those dark circles under the scribe's eyes, yes of course he is a busy man but Alhaitham made sure to get his proper hours of sleep which seeing him so tired is so rare. Tighnari tried to not pry about it, he really did but how could he let his dear friend go back walking in this state.
“How about you rest here tonight, it’s a long way to the city and it’s late. You can go back first thing in the morning” the Watcher offered, his tail still and his ear atent for his reply.
It wasn’t a bad offer, the Scribe was tired to be honest and he was relieved that Tighnari didn’t ask much more. He didn’t want to return back home just yet, not when kaveh was home. He’d like to see him but at the same time it would defeat his purpose of pushing his feelings away.
“Alright then, if you’re offering I won’t decline”
Tighnari was glad to hear his response, his tail wagging slightly as he guided the taller to a cozy hut isolated from the rest, he knows that the other likes his privacy.
“We are here, please rest well ,if you need anything don’t be shy and come look for me” A playful grin was spread on the watchers face, trying to lighten up the mood
“Shy? I might just ask you to do my laundry right now” though it was subtle Alhaitham had his own small grin. leave it to Tighnari to see right through people and cheer them up.
“Don’t get too carried away, I’ll let you rest, goodnight” He smiled and left the hut, leaving Alhaithem by himself.
The scribe mumbled a small ‘thank you’ and began to get ready to sleep, he was exhausted from everything. Mentally he was battling from work, the Akademia, his recent doings -which are wrong-, and Kaveh.