just your average submissive al haitham playlist... 

Timestamps 💚 0:01 - Poison Ivy-Hemi Moore 2:55 - Not Enough-Elvis Drew ft. AVIVIAN 5:45 - Know About Love-Donny 10:25 - Bad Drugs-King Kavalier ft. Chris Lee 13:20 - Gimme Love-Rosenfeld 16:40 - Drink Me-Michele Morrone 18:55 - Don't Wanna Share You-BRIDGE 22:35 - Where are you?-Elvis Drew ft. AVIVIAN 25:15 - PLEASE-Omido ft. Ex Habit 28:00 - Focus-Elvis Drew 30:35 - Searing-Imaginary Ambition 32:55 - Dangerous Woman-Rosenfeld

pov: Al Haitham is sitting there, thighs rubbing together, wrists tied behind his back as he stairs at you with expectants. You only are reading the book he was just looking at, reading it allowed whenever you find an interesting part. “Who would’ve thought the almighty Al Haitham would be reading such things?” You chuckled, tracing your finger over the next few lines. “I should’ve known you’d be so naughty, darling.” You closed the book, looking over toward your lover who was still sitting there in that wooden chair. His thighs still pressed together, his chin lowered as his eyes shone with lust. As much as you wanted to just destroy him now, you smirked, peaking over toward the drawer behind him and toward the doorway. “Kaveh will be back soon… let’s see how long it takes until you’re satisfied.”

pov: In the many months that you had known Al Haitham, you had come to learn many things about him. You've learned about his job as a scribe for the Akademiya and eventually being promoted to Acting Grand Sage, the bickering he would have with his stubborn roommate Kaveh, all of his favorite foods, subjects, places, and things. But one thing you had failed to learn about until now is how beautifully he could whimper. "Please-" he begged as you press slow kisses across his neck. You pull away, taking delight in the way he whined as you did. "Please- I can't- I need-" You chuckle lowly and bring your face to the side of his head, breathing hot against his ear. You press him down in the chair as you adjust yourself to be straddling one of his thighs. Al Haitham gasps and before he can utter another word, you take him by his chin and pull him into another passionate kiss. As you slide your tongue into his mouth, you can hear the way he moans into your mouth. Your tongue glides around, savoring every last inch as your hands slide down to stroke his chest. The way Al Haitham melts into the touch pitifully as he desperately tries to drag you closer and deeper with shaky lips and unsteady hands is enough to push you to be a further tease. You grasp his wrists with each hand and pin them to either arm-rest. He weakly tries to squirm out of your grip to no avail as you continue to kiss him. It is only after a few minutes that you pull away, leaving him gasping from cherry red, wet lips. A sadistic grin spreads across your face as you look down on his pathetic state. You lean in once more, hovering so desperately close to his lips as you whisper, "Need, what?" "I... I need-" Al Haitham pants, his pupils dilated and chest heaving. "I- I need you. please- I'll do anything- please~" You can't help the way your eyes almost glow with lust, with a hunger never realized before. "Well, how can I refuse such needy begging. Especially from you~" It seems you've learned something new about yourself today as well.

"Have I ever told you that you are as vexing as you were when we were colleagues?" "No, I believe you have not." Alhaitham replied, reading his usual book about mathematics and statistics. His face was buried in his books, as per usual. _How annoying._ Even the way he was languishing his time by sitting on the Grand Sage's table instead of the chair was even more irksome. Alhaitham has always been like this ever since you two were classmates. With both of you being gifted scholars, you would often see his feats of ingenuity, and likewise, so did he see yours. People would assume that birds of a feather would flock together, but that couldn't be any further from the truth. *"Alhaitham."* You pressed. You were in no mood for his antics today, and the way he momentarily froze indicated that he knew it too. "Why did you do that?" "Do what, exactly?" "You knew I had a project to do with Kaveh in the desert. So tell me, how did I suddenly get transferred to become a Scribe?" "Well, I _am_ the Acting Grand Sage. This means that the role of the Scribe is now left empty. Naturally, I need someone to fulfill that role until I return." "Ha! As if you couldn't juggle both of them at once. You prefer being a scribe anyways, so I find it hard to believe that you'd give the role to someone else. Plus, it could've been anyone other than me. Why nab someone who was about to head off to do a project when other scholars could do the job as well as me, or even better?" No answer. And the audacity of this man to still keep his nose buried in his books, as if the contents of a book he had already finished multiple times were of more interest than your own pressing matters. Has he always been this childish? You walked right up to him and shut the book right in front of his bored face, and pressed it against his lap. "Listen, Alhaitham. Just because you're the Grand Sage doesn't mean I'm fine with you pushing me around, especially when this project has been in the making for months now. You know that I've always wanted to do this project ever since we were classmates, and I've finally made it this far only for you to do this to me. Did you think I'd let this slide without a qualm?" You were never sure what Alhaitham's impression of you was. During your youth, you'd let him do as he pleased after a long and heated argument since he was so stubborn, and you wanted to preserve the little bit of sanity left from dealing with people. This, however, was the last straw. And from the look on his face, he didn't expect you to be so adamant about it either. Perhaps it was because of your gaze, one that was filled with silent rage was never seen before, or the fact that your hand was practically pressing against his thigh with a book, his cheeks slowly turned red and his laidback demeanor turned into one of a flustered one. His gaze was no longer meeting yours. "...That momentarily slipped my mind. However, the desert is a dangerous place lately-" _He's still making excuses?_ "Look at me, Haitham." You grabbed his coat and pulled him closer to you, ensuring he had nowhere else to look at except you. "Nobody is allowed to determine if something is dangerous for me other than myself. And I'm pretty damn sure you know that I'm not as 'feeble' as one would think." It didn't take much for him to shut up for once. His eyes, ones that were usually filled with disinterest and boredom were now filled with embarrassment, fluster, and... something else you couldn't quite pinpoint. And for a moment, you thought you saw him smile. "Anything else you'd like to say, _Acting Grand Sage?"_ He didn't speak for a while, so you thought he was finally done talking. His mouth was pursed as if he was thinking about something. And right when you loosened your grip against his coat, he blurted, "I thought it would be better for you to stay by my side." _Thud!_ You pushed Alhaitham against the desk, your hand which initially held onto his coat ending up on his chest, firmly keeping him pressed against the table while your knee planted itself on the desk, right next to his abdomen. Your other leg rested between his legs, causing Alhaitham's book to fall with a soft thud during the scuffle, though you hardly cared for it anyways. No one should read a textbook on maths during their free time. "You've been running your mouth a lot today. I thought you were supposed to be the calm and rational one. Perhaps all that power has gone into your head and you've truly gone insane." The feeble scholar let out a slight chuckle, an open grin now adorning his face. "No, I have never been saner, actually." It didn't take you long to realize his connotation. His body was tense, but not alert. Despite the position he was under, he did not seem to be comfortable, but rather enjoy it. What was most obvious, however, was his gaze. Turquoise irises that swirled with mischief and desire, something that was so uncharacteristic of the 'former' scribe but looked so good on him. And it just clicked on you. He wanted this. He pressed your buttons so you'd do this to him. You looked back on the times when he pestered you about even the most minute details of your projects. You had always assumed it was because he was incredibly meticulous, but perhaps a part of it was for him to see how far he could push you before you'd pounce on him. Perhaps he never knew how to beg or confess, so he went with this painstakingly long and annoying path. In a way, it's very Alhaitham of him to do so. Sadly, however, that will have to change. You slowly leaned down to bite the side of his neck, abusing that small area that was exposed from his high collar top. A soft gasp emitted out of Alhaitham's lips, his hands clamoring over your hips purely for the sake of having something in his hold. Your hand traced the dips between his pecs before exploring his lower abdomen, your thumb pressing just below his navel area. A slight whimper escaped from his throat, silently begging for more. So you stopped. You leaned away from him and you could see the lust in his eyes turn into one of slight desperation, confused as to why you pulled away all of a sudden. You liked that look on him. To see a man who was supposedly the greatest of the greats in this Academia, look like a flustered mess in need of his owner. But most of all, to break that controlling attitude of his into one of a submissive puppy. "Beg." His eyes widened a fraction upon the command, his face turning red at how unexpected it was. Not once in his life had he ever been treated like this before, and from the looks of it, he was embarrassed by how he was being treated. But with a red face, his gaze averted to somewhere else, he murmured softly under his breath. "...Please." "Please what, Haitham?" The scholar snapped his gaze back at you, perplexed by your taunt, before eventually relenting once more with a shaky breath. _"Please ravage me. I want you to ravage me."_ you grinned. _"Good boy."_ ~~~~~~~~ MWAHAHAHA. Although people might have different tastes, I feel like it'd be an interesting take if Alhaitham was submissive, but not in an absolute sub way. In my eyes, he would look domineering to people in general, and would either not show that he's a sub without a fight, or push people's buttons hard enough for them dominate him instead. In this case, the latter happened LMAO

I may have enjoyed writing this one a little too much uwu POV: gender neutral reader/ Alhaitham’s colleague who knows he is absolutely a sub “Y-you’re delusional!” Alhaitham shrinks back, a twinge of embarrassment in his voice “I am not like that-” He’s lying again. You can tell since Alhaitham fidgeting to fix the part of his hair covering his left eye was a dead giveaway to anyone who’s worked with him long enough. Though it’s high time we dispense with the acts and platitudes. Rather than call him out, you decide to have a little fun with him first. “Is that right?” Your mischievous tone breaks his facade, “How about I give you some evidence then?” Without warning you grab his chin, pulling his face toward yours and looking at him in those bright cyan eyes of his. A small whimper leaves his throat, surprising the two of you. Immediately, Alhaitham breaks away, covering his mouth in utter disbelief hearing what just escaped his lips. “I- I didn’t-” _“My, my…_ I wonder what your colleagues might say? The Scribe turned Acting Grand Sage reduced to nothing more than a smitten mess?” You tease Alhaitham further, leaning on his shoulder and tracing imaginary circles on his bicep with your finger. He’s blushing quite profusely now, and trying to avoid making eye contact with you to spare himself the crippling embarrassment. It was fine to you, adorable even. On the surface, Alhaitham seems like this stoic, no-nonsense man fixated on all things logical and scientific. But in reality, he was just someone that was hiding their deepest desires, their *need* to be dominated. No, teasing wasn’t enough. Not anymore. You were going to show him the magnitude of his repressed desires in all their glory. “Alright, alright, you win,” Alhaitham concedes, sitting down on his desk and letting out a defeated sigh. His face is a very deep shade of scarlet, “I am a… a ‘smitten mess’... so, can we just leave this be now, Y/N?” He looks up at you almost pleadingly. Shame that he believed that you would be deterred so easily. Alhaitham is taken aback slightly by the dangerous, hungry glare you give him, like a tiger eying a gazelle lagging behind its herd. “Y/N?” “Did you honestly think a small confession like that would satisfy me?” You lean over him, pinning his hands onto the desk with an iota of force, giving him a devious grin. He squirms slightly, letting out another whimper he doesn’t even try to hide this time. “I…” “You can easily go if you want. I’m barely holding you down. *But that’s not what you want, is it, Acting Grand Sage?”*

Pov: his punishment Alhaitham spots you in town with a guy. Normally this wouldn’t bother him but they way you were smiling bothered him very much. No that’s a lie, he gets bothered by anyone you smile at. He follows you around to make sure the guy didn’t make a move. Thinking he is slick he continues following you out of town. But you very well noticed him. Why would he follow you? Was it because you were with some other guy? The jealousy this guy has, made you annoyed. Sure you guys hooked up once in a while but being jealous about some guy? Make you want to put Alhaitham into place. So you took him out of town. Into the woods. “I know you are following me.” You say loud enough for him to come out of hiding. Alhaitham hesitantly stood behind a tree. Should he leave? If he left that would result in a ugly fight. But if he stayed he knew how much you would hurt him. Not in bad way, but in the woods? He would rather do it in his bedroom than in the middle of the woods. But it’s you, for you he wouldn’t care where you guys were nor if people where watching. He stepped out of his hiding spot to be faced with you. You sat on the ground with a flower in your right hand with your left hand cupped your face. You didn’t even bother to glance at him. “What were you doing?” You ask throwing the flower away as you look up at him. Alhaitham gave you a piercing look. He feels his body warming up but he doesn’t want you to know. “I merely wanted to talk to you but you seemed occupied with someone else.” “Then why didn’t you come and say hi? Instead you had to stalk me?” You chuckle. “I wanted to see if the guy was going to be a problem.” He confessed. “Alhaitham, you know that annoys me.” You gesture that he sat in front of you. “Last time I let it slide because I was in a good mood but now.” He sat and you immediately push him to the ground as you run your hand down his fine body. “I’m annoyed. First I have no leads to a commission, so you know how this can ruin’s someone day. Next thing you know I feel someone’s watching me like I’m their’s.” You smirk at him. His face turning red as a cherry. Out in the middle of the woods where anyone can pass by. “You should know very well who belongs to who.” You remind him. “I could ride you here and now without a care but since you are wasting my time-“ “Do it.” He took your hand and kissed it. Hoping for you to continue. You look down to see his thing up. You run your fingers on it making Alhaitham shiver and you quickly remove your fingers. “Nah, I have to go work. Though would have been quite exciting to do you here.” You stood up and dusted off your clothes. “Next time you get jealous why don’t you come forward and tell me. Then I will wash away all your worries.” You bid a farewell to him and go your way. Leaving him with a boner he has to deal with while laying on the ground. His face still heated up, but damn did you leave him excited. “Alhaitham?” He hears a familiar voice of the general matra he hated the most. Great he has boner and now he has to face him. (….my first time. I wanted to try it.)

Waiting for the pov writers to come over

YES YES OMG SUBMISSIVE ALHAITHAM YES PLEASE!!! 😻😻🤭🤭🤭 HERES A POV ITS GENDER NEUTRAL --- The Akademiya’s scribe was renowned for his stoic nature and calm composure. Fighting solely for his own morals, he’s earned the respect of many, as well as warnings of caution from a great deal of people. However, unbeknownst to these people, the scholar was also willing to obey orders, given they come from the right person. Meaning you. You pulled away from the silver haired man, relishing in the sight in front of you. His lips parted and slightly bruised, hair now unkempt from being your hands’ resting place. Only a sliver of turquoise remained around his pupils, having been blown wide and clouded with desire. “So needy,” you chuckled. He looked down at your statement, the soft pink on his cheeks saying everything he couldn’t. “How long have you been thinking about this, hm?” you asked, curling a finger beneath his chin. You watched as he swallowed. “All day,” he mustered, breath shaky. “All- all week, even.” “Is that so?” you mused, tilting his head up. His eyes met yours, and your heart skipped a beat looking at the pure, unmistakable desperation in his expression. “What would the sages think, seeing their precious scribe so obedient and so needy for me?” The sadism dripping from your voice only heightened his desire for you. _“Please,”_ he whined, his hands gripping the sheets. “I-I don’t care what they think, just- please,” he managed, the heat in his face making it nearly impossible to think properly. You were _so close_ to him, right in front of him, and he wanted nothing more but for you to have him, for you to make him _yours._ You let out a small hum, lowering your head to start peppering kisses across the tender skin on his neck. The man gasped beneath you, biting his lower lip. You didn’t miss how a small whimper left his lips. You sank your teeth into the flesh, and his hand flew to his mouth, barely muffling the sweet moan that fell from his lips. “Oh, Al Haitham,” you cooed against the newly formed bruise. He swore he could get high from you saying his name alone. “Tell me, who else gets to have you like this?” “No one,” he answered almost immediately. “No one else, no one- I promise, only you get to-“ He didn’t get the opportunity to finish before you smashed your lips onto his. _Finally._ His hands took refuge in your hair, tugging on the tresses. A small groan left your lips. Your hands roamed his body, his chest, his arms, before resting on his thighs, drawing circles on his skin. The heat of the kiss was enough to make the two of you dizzy, yet the scribe pulled you closer, aching for you. Asphyxiation forced you two apart. “…More,” he panted. “Archons, please- more,” he practically begged, looking down where your hands were, so, so close to where he needed you most. “Patience, my love,” you reprimanded him. “You’ll get everything you want and more in due time, okay?” you assured, planting a kiss on his forehead. He nodded. “Okay.” “Good, so good for me,” you praised, a needy whimper falling from his lips. At your words, you connected your lips with his once more. The night went on, and the scribe’s wishes were, without a doubt, fulfilled. As were yours. Nothing was left to the imagination that night. --- MEOWWW WHY IS HE SO BABYGIRL??? YOU DONT KNOW HOW LONG IVE WANTED TO WRITE SUBMISSIVE MEN 🥳🥳🥳😘😘😘😻😻😻🤭🤭🤭

Holy moly, when this playlist started with poison ivy, i knew this was gonna be fire. Here's a playlist for all the sub alhaitham simps out there: (slight mentions of power play? idk lol) (very spicy): Those uniquely grey eyes, you've grown to get addicted to, stared up at you in a hazy sort of cloud nine. You faintly smile at him when you realise that you were the only one who could make him feel like this. Licking your lips, you slowly drag your gaze down his body covered in his usual black body suit and crawl towards him in slow strides. It was intoxicating; a day of the grey January woes, warmly heated room, jasmine scented candles burning in the back, the light pastel blue of your sheets and the sound of pitter patter on the window due to winter rains. His hands were pleasantly wrapped on the top of his head and you just couldn't help but run your hands down the muscular arms of his and his completely unguarded, perfectly sculpted torso and then smoothly fit in his waist in your hands. You heard the latter gasp at your touch and your lips almost fit into the devilish smirk you always carried with you when you feel so lost in the feeling of paradise and power. It was addictive, so seductive as his dewy scent lured you further into the crook of his neck. You were so drunk of his love. So drunk. Alhaitham inhaled lightly as you trailed sensual kisses, with every drag of your lips and graze of teeth on the smooth expanse of skin. Your hands find their way to slowly tear the sleeveless body suit he wore finding it a nuisance at the moment, almost ripping the fabric to tiny shreds and you couldn't help it. Especially when his pretty lips moved to make the most seductive sounds you had ever heard in your journey of lovers you had over the years. You gently lift his thighs and place his legs over your shoulders as you dive deeper to reduce the distance and kiss those Chateau Musar coated lips, running a tongue over them to relish the sweet and tang of the Cabernet Sauvignon. And all of these senses felt like a high fever dream because this sensory stimulation was too much that it left you breathless in all the good ways. So, you slowly remove your shirt and look at him lustfully. "I'm definitely keeping you for the night."

He is not used to being the one in the compromising positions. It is usually you who is all tied up with the red rope, looking at him as losing the ability to walk is your priority. However, now that the tables have been turned, now that he is the one bound by the same red rope he used on you? He doesn't have a problem with this. With being at the mercy of your mouth, lips, and hands. You can do anything that you want to him. Make him squirm, whimper, moan, groan- you can make any of it happen. And you sure are to make him do it all, feel it all. You will make him red. "All is fair in love and war, Al Haitham. Now, be a good boy for me~ . . ." ( hehe i'm not writing more, have fun, Ayato (?) out )

this playlist and those povs woke something in me (cold and intimidating men turning submissive for their lover is my reason to live)

I ALWAYS GO TO THE COMMENTS WHEN I SEE SUBMISSIVE AND GENSHIN IN A TITLE. Y'ALL POV WRITERS ARE AWESOME AND I'D WRITE ONE BUT I'M TOO LAZY LOVE Y'ALL

As a dominant woman, THIS MAKES ME SO FUCKINH HAPPY.

Babe wake up a new kalon playlist dropped

JUST WHAT I NEED

I'll come back later for the pov writers.. Note: I don't even simp for Alhaitham I just like spicy povs

istg your killing me whenever i see your playlists pop out, , , *cutely listens to them anyways*

OMG A SUB AL-HAITHAM PLAYLIST?? I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS

This playlist is sooo good, not the same music every playlist has

Just woke up- Continuing the playlist After going to sleep at 7am Read all the POV’s and the writers are getting a little to comfortable but I’m not gonna stop them- why would I?

As a woman who have a tendency to be dominant with men but submissive with women, I absolutely appreciate this playlist (๑'ᴗ')ゞ (Yes, I'm bi ♡)

THE PIC, THE MUSIC, EVERYTHING IS SO PERFECT, IM SCREAMING

someone tell me when the pov writers spawn

I mean he can be my DADDY or I can be his MOMMY. Makes no difference as long as he's mine

finally, finally a playlist that is truly sensual! every song is a masterpiece to my taste. thanks for your work!

thank you for feeding me my dominance

*Silently adds this to my playlist of playlists for the POV’s in the comments.*

I- This reminds me of that one scene in the untamed-

Here to cry over a lost 50/50...

*waits for POVS*

Okay but whoever made that art, damn they did a good job

Плейлист просто пушечный, песни подобраны потрясные, спасибо~

As a power bottom, this makes me fucking giddy

I love how people are literally writing fanfictions in the comments, keep it up y'all those are FIRE!!

oh god great as if my fanfic list was not dirty enough! shot this actually works thank you kalon now Im going to spend the rest of the night reading fanfic jajajajajajajaja

i’m in love with a sub al haitham, thank you for this 😭❤️

Now it's my favourite playlist. Every its song is dope.💜

Hits hard in a different way as an Alhaitham kin and a bottom

It's actually the first time I stop to read the POV's. You guys are good at writing and the music make it better ❤

Damn. I can top-

you are serving with pictures and playlists omg

BARKING.

DAMNNN WHERED ALL THESE AO3 AND WATTPAD AUTHORS COME FROM 😻😻😻 these pov’s are spicyyyy

your average is crazy💀 i love this playlist.

Awooga

I would do terrible things to this man fr

I'm a versatile woman....but damn, my dominant side is really going crazy right now 🗿🍷

THESE POVS ARE SO GOOD OMG AJAJJSJS

I have no idea why this was in my recs, as someone who doesn’t even play genshin- But the songs slap and I’ve seen enough fanart of this dude from a friend of mine so I will like this….for the songs

Damn it, I clicked so hard I can't hear the f*cking playlist--

HEEELLLLL YYYAAAAAAHHHHHHH

WHY IS HE SO- SO-- AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫

i should be ashamed with how many times ive listened to this... but am i really?

That picture makes me feel things..

Hỏn lọn quá chồng iuuuu

I AM MELTING FROM THE FIRST SONGGG

HELP THIS PLAYLIST IS SO GOOD I WANT TO SCREAM BUT I CAN'T CUS IT'S 1 AM AND I WILL WOKE UP MY FAMILY

You know what, I'm ditching Wattpad. PLEASE POUR ME WITH THOSE POV'S, WRITERS AND AUTHORS. PLEASE 😭 I need more 👹

PLS IM SO HAPPY RN AS A DOMINANT WOMAN💞💞💞💞

Holy Alhaitham-!?💚

100% def sure most pov writers here have an ao3 acc 😭

This does things for me

Never in my life would I ever see submissive Alhaitham-

I love how all the povs are at the top of the comment section and then the comments are “MEOW” or “WE NEED A PART 2” it’s so funny

it is very good

the way i clicked so fast

this playlist is so lit

THE TITLE AAHAHSHSH

Автор,вы чудо.(⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) Очень нравиться этот плейлист.(⁠๑⁠♡⁠⌓⁠♡⁠๑⁠) Спасибо за старания.(⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠❤

THATS IT IM SUBSCRİBİNG!

not classic POV: You write fanfic where is hot hardcore scene and you are searching for good playlist to help you write down your thoughs and youtube reccomend you this playlist

i FUCK WITH THIS

this playlist is so good pls marry me

Nah where do yall get these pics damnn

Мне очень понравилось плейлист прям шикарно подходить 💗

I JUST BROKE MY BELLE ROSE GLASS LAMP NOOOOO T-T just because I'm to Simp and not realize that my Belle rose glass lamp already broken because I Accidentally punch it T-T

Скажите как называется такой стиль музыки? У него есть какое-нибудь название?

Playkist very amazing!!! 🥰❤ Could you tell me name of the artist this picture please? It so beautiful and i wish to have one on my phone. 💔

Fk now I want a sub to dominate... Awoooo

Im here for the art not for the music lol

where can i get the photo??

What nationality is Al Haitham?

people in the comments... yall need help ?

Oh my..Alhaitham is this your OnlyFans?!

Alhaitham x reader Alhaitham, known for his stoic expressions and his current position as acting grand sage. It was always a topic at the academia among the females if he was dominant or submissive. Almost all bet dominant. After all who should think the hot, grey hair male who commanded authority should be submissive to anyone, lover or not. You were constantly bombarded with questions about how he was. In and out of bed, after all it was rumored that the two of you were in a relationship. The thing is you were only a secretary, so they thought. But now as you had alhaitham pinned beneath you, cheeks a blossomed red, you smile maliciously, glad for the secret you kept. No one would ever know how alhaitham was As you hands explored his body, he let out the most pittiful whines you had ever heard. Desperation clear in his voice. Hands trails lower oh so teasingly as you lean down and place yet another hickey. Drawing another moan from his lips. Licking and teasing him as your hand finally reached its destination. Trailing your hand teasingly along. Alhaitham's back arches of the bed as he chases your hand. High pitched whines and gasped pleas leaving his lips. He looked so pretty, arms and legs stuck to bed frame. Spread so pretty just for you, spasming and gasping beneath you. Yes, keeping this secret was worth it

these comments are something else.. 😭

This'll be fun :)

Patiently waiting for pov writers

FEELING ILLEGAL TO BE THIS EARLY-

so good 🙏🏻

Can someone give me this art?The playlist is just wonderful

O божечки кошечки, этот шикарный плейлист... а pov... ммм... Никогда бы не подумала, что мне понравиться над кем нибудь доминировать~ Плейлист просто блеск.

God BLESS all these povs🫡🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

PRAISE BE-🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐

the POV writes are WORKING, we are getting FED (i would write a POV but im to lazy -_-)

POV writers 🥺🥺 (amazing playlist btw, slay

i would love to write but since he didn't come home.. i refuse to do it :) Nice playlist btw!

i come back to this playlist every day istg

these povs are killing me, i need alhaitham in my life

I will be waiting for a pov 🙂