#alhthm getting group bullied in the comfort of his own home by the very residents he brought in on a daily basis

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Yandere Profile - Alhaitham

Finally got this one done!

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What are they generally like? Lucid, aware? Obsessive? How do they behave?

Alhaitham is the type of obsessed that has a slow descent. It's not an "at first sight" sort of thing, like some obsessives might experience.

When Alhaitham first meets people, he doesn't think much of them, he's not the type to make assumptions or rush to conclusions, be it positive or negative, unless the person makes a particularly bad impression within the first conversation (this can be accomplished by being generally rude or condescending, but of course, that's not too common of a neutral encounter). While this means he's not particularly judgemental from the get-go, it's not necessarily a positive thing either -- he knows far too well that many people can appear very pleasant at first, as one often does with strangers, but this is, of course, a social courtesy. Not that it's one he really plays along with, seeing as he has no problem being upfront and blunt with people, but he knows that most people abide by a sort of social convention of expected politeness and cheerfulness to strangers.

Thus, when you first meet him, he doesn't have much of an opinion of you either way. It's a quick exchange, you come to drop something off at his office on an occasion he happens to be there. You smile, speak in a pleasant tone, thank him and leave. The same as pretty much everyone. The incident is forgettable.

He'll still recognize your face, though, seeing you at a distance. Not that he's the kind of person to strike up conversation for the sake of it, but he'll sort of see you out of the corner of his eye in a public area or crowd. A subconscious recognition he barely takes into account, doesn't think about, it's just there in the back of his mind.

Once that happens again, and again, he might give it a passing thought, that that's the same person he's seen a few times over now. You get to have another, longer interaction -- basically the same thing again, dropping something off, but this time you ask a question or make a comment or something, thus prolonging the conversation if but only for a few seconds. The memory of that exchange sticks with him.

Eventually, he finds himself looking forward to it. Not that that's a big deal, you're a pleasant person after all, and even if he's not fond of socialization, he can't help but enjoy your nice attitude towards him. He's self-aware enough to know that that obviously indicates he's developing an attachment of sorts, but that in and of itself isn't a bad thing. Contrary to how some might view him, it's not as if he doesn't have people he considers acquaintances, people he's fond of.

Likewise, sometimes a few days in a row will pass where he hasn't seen you around, and he'll find his thoughts wandering to you. What you're doing, what you're up to. Of course, you only come see him when you have something to drop off, and oftentimes it's when he's not even there, he'll just find a folder or paper from you laid on the desk. But sometimes, for once, he finds himself staying in his office a bit longer than usual. As if by some chance, if he stays just a few minutes more than usual, that will ever so slightly increase the chance he might be present at a time you decide to stop by. And once or twice, it actually does work, so he discovers.

It's never for a prolonged period of time or anything. Just brief interactions, quick exchanges. He imagines you have plenty of those with plenty of people throughout your day. Something about that realization, as it comes to him one day, almost feels a bit upsetting. To realize that the interactions aren't anything special, that he's just one of countless people you probably talk to each day, seeing as your role seems to revolve around being a messenger and errand-runner of sorts.

Those thoughts become more and more common. Day by day. Gradually increasing. He's not sure at what point he recognized the odd feeling you give him, but he's certainly been aware of it for some time now. At first, the emotion strikes him as something frustrating. An annoyance. An inconvenience. Having something that keeps occupying his thoughts begins slowing the various processes involved in both personal and professional tasks, it takes a toll on his efficiency.

He's aware of the emotional and sentiment itself -- it's a very natural occurrence, after all. Like any animal, humans are biologically programmed with mating instincts, and even if it works against one's best interest, those instincts will persist, create urges, nonetheless.

But you've been nice to him, he can't bring himself to direct that frustration at you. In fact, whenever he sees you and speaks to you, that irritation goes away, but is quickly replaced by a more awkward feeling, a different sort of frustration. Frankly, it feels shameful, although those reactions are certainly what those sentiments tend to be known for causing. That just makes it feel more frustrating, though. The knowledge that this feeling is likely part of his own innate brain function, yet it's out of his control.

But, whatever, it's not anything that's going to cause a problem, it's just something he'll keep to himself and never act upon, and eventually, life will naturally take its course and you'll likely change positions or move somewhere else, and he won't really see much of you again. Until then, he'll just quietly live with it, and keep his thoughts about the matter to a minimum.

...Or at least, he tries. It proves difficult to do so. What makes it worse is the inherent gradually more and more irritating conflict between what his conscious mind wants to do and get done, versus the way his subconscious seems to constantly cause his thoughts to drift, and soon he snaps out of the thoughts and realizes he's been sitting there staring at a report he was supposed to be reviewing for the past twenty minutes. The feeling that one's own mind and body won't cooperate with one's active will is infuriating, more so than he has ever dealt with before.

Talking to you becomes a sort of craving, and he finds that the sort of natural high that it gives him in turn diminishes the negative feeling for a while. Thus, against his better judgement, he finds himself seeking you out.

All in all, he's has a methodical, generally calculated way he approaches most matters. The first few conversations you had were candid, yes but beyond that it becomes carefully premeditated. You never know that the interactions are intentional, it's always presented as coincidentally running into you. Thankfully for him, you never seem to suspect otherwise. He gets a good idea of your schedule, your habits.

But he can't do it constantly, or you'll know it's intentional. Yet, the urge to see you is still overwhelming, consuming all his thoughts, making him jittery and restless. The only solution, then, is to just... watch you. He begins to develop a habit of keeping an eye on you from a distance, often while working on other things too. When he's by himself, he can't concentrate very well, but when he has an eye on you, when you're within his range of sight so he can look up every now and then, it's an incredibly relieving feeling, and he can actually focus and be productive.

Of course, it does bother him, he's perfectly aware of how abnormally intense he's getting. That, too, makes it all that much more frustrating. To know it's all in his head, yet he can't mentally will the feeling away... what an incredibly inconvenient function of the mind. He tried the deprivation method once already, thinking that if he forced himself to not see you for a while, it would help, and the desire to see you would decrease... but it doesn't. He also even searched around for academic material related to the subject to see if he could find anything in the psychology archives, but most of what was available was all either advice from the perspective of the victim of stalking (and yes, seeing the word "victim" used as a descriptor was deeply unnerving, he had to take a few minutes to get over the realization that it isn't incorrect, he just hadn't thought of it that way...), or legal and procedural guidelines on the subject (possibly even more unnerving).

It worries him, starts to make him concerned for the sake of his productivity and self-control. Hopes he won't do something to make a fool of himself in front of you... or even worse, if you were to catch him following you.

He just can't stop. And worst of all, he knows that sooner or later, if the pattern thus far is anything to go by, it will just get worse. And yet, he feels stuck, there's nothing he can really do to fix it, and that leaves him with a horrible, worried feeling of helplessness...

How likely are they to kidnap their darling? How quickly will they do so?

He starts off fairly normal in terms of his desires and urges. In the earliest stages, he would never dream of doing such a thing. He's certainly not an unnecessarily straight-edge person who always follows social conventions and standards of ethical behavior, no, but he's a generally well-natured individual who by no means would intentionally do something wildly illegal and harmful for nothing but selfish gain.

For some, these ideas sort of have to slowly work their way into infecting the mind. The individual will initially reject the idea they deem absurd or unthinkable, blow it off as an intrusive thought that means nothing, only for it to slowly cement itself in their innermost thoughts, until suddenly the idea no longer seems so outlandish as it once did.

Alhaitham falls into this category. It takes a while before such thoughts take root in his mind. The process is slow, gradual. It will be one little intrusive thought that seems to venture just beyond the standards of normalcy, something like discontentment with uncertainty to your current whereabouts or well-being causing begrudging remark to himself to pop up in his head -- if only he could keep you in one place, all the time.

If only, then he wouldn't have to worry... but that is, of course, unrealistic, and ridiculous. You can't simply do that to a person. He doesn't think much of the thought itself, though; after all, intrusive thoughts are by nature often bizarre and unrealistic. Sort of like the phenomenon of how, when people stand at a spot overlooking a great height, they may suddenly have an odd compulsive thought that they could leap off the edge. But, of course, the average person would not actually do that. Very odd and certainly highly unlikely to be acted upon, of course, but despite how bizarre such thoughts are, it's recorded to be a very common psychological phenomenon, meaning that intrusive thoughts aren't abnormal, only acting upon them would be abnormal. Such thoughts are just some odd hardwiring in the brain. This is no different.

Those thoughts, however, seem to begin to gradually become more and more frequent. Not only that, but they become somewhat... perhaps darker is the appropriate descriptor. More intense in terms of the severity of the content of the thoughts.

He catches himself thinking about the matter almost casually. He'll be working on something at random, one of those idle tasks that requires no real thought and therefore allows the mind to drift. It's bad enough by itself, but in particular, the spontaneous fantasies get a bit darker if he's been busy and gone a few days without any sort of relief, which starts to occur and align with those times he finds himself fantasizing every now and then. The unreleased energy builds up and leads to a frustration, which results in his mind going almost immediately to much more graphic, explicit types of thoughts, the imagery in his head.

But he still catches himself in the process. He stops. Blinks a few times, rapidly shakes his head for a second, as if to expel the thought. For a few seconds, he's in a state of pause, as if surprised by the very thought he's caught himself in. Yes, the initial intrusive thoughts he could dismiss, but as time goes on, the severity and frequency starts to feel worrisome, strikes him as concerning, leaves an unpleasant sensation like a knot in one's stomach. But even though it does bother him a bit, he still doesn't really know exactly what to do about it, which leaves him sort of stuck.

What's he supposed to do? Thankfully, he knows the law well enough to know not to go to a therapist or something of the sort -- revealing any sort of thoughts that could make you a threat to yourself or others can get you involuntarily committed. He's actually rather grateful he's aware of that fact, or else he might have unknowingly walked right into that. It's doubtful that a professional would interpret 'yeah I have vivid fantasies of imprisoning someone I've never spoken to for more than a minute at a time' as anything other than unwell. So that's out of the question.

The only other obvious idea would be to distract himself, and he does try. Makes an attempt to immerse himself in other interests and responsibilities, takes up a new pastime even. It doesn't work. Even while working on other things, he finds himself spacing out, and sure enough, within no time his mind is back to those same thoughts.

Over the course of time, it begins to slowly wear down his resistance. The thoughts start to feel "normal."

One of the problems is that he tries to reason with himself, think it through very logically to dissuade himself, and even intentionally seeks out material in hopes of discouraging himself. Problem is, it has the opposite of the intended effect. It starts to sound rational, doable. Even the ethical aspect of it ceases to bother him nearly as much as it once did. Every point he was using to hold himself back and refrain starts to fall apart, the longer he thinks about it, the more he looks into it.

'I don't have the means to get away with it.'

Well, no. Now that he thinks about it, part of the general curriculum all young students take involved some chemistry, and he could very easily make sedatives and tranquilizers. It wouldn't be hard.

'I couldn't carry the body from one place to another without being seen.'

In fact, he scoped out the route to prove that to himself... only to find that your dorm is a singular one, at the very edge of the campus, where almost no one goes late at night.

'I wouldn't have the opportunity.'

And yet, following you around for a bit proves there are plenty of windows of time where you're alone, especially in your own dorm at night.

'I'd be found out eventually.'

But after doing some research on the matter, he comes to learn that the vast majority of kidnapping victims are never found, the opposite of what he was hoping to see. If it were the case, if there was a huge chance of him being found out, he could refrain on those grounds alone, but knowing how possible it is, how easy it would be, imagining it in his head and how cleanly he could pull it off... it's too much. It pushes him over the edge.

Impulses are such an odd thing, the way they can cloud the mind, lead one to act almost subconsciously, against their better judgement, the adrenaline of it too strong to break free of the sort of trance it puts one into. Still, it's not as if he doesn't plan ahead at all. The whole thing is sort of a haze, not just the acting-out stage of it. He hasn't exactly mastered the fine art of kidnapping, but there's some obvious measures that should be taken beforehand. He finds himself wandering over to this or that specific store, this resource storage unit, slowly collecting necessary things, taking necessary precautionary measures, refreshing his knowledge on how sedatives are made and work. All without actively acknowledging it at the time, lets his mind become preoccupied with unrelated thoughts while going about it, but nonetheless knowing why.

Still, it's more of a distant thought, one that slowly becomes more and more "real" as the day approaches. He doesn't actually remember circling one day in particular on his calendar. That too must have been something he did subconsciously at some point. Nonetheless, he knows what it indicates, and as that day grows closer, he gets more uneasy. Still, that same adrenaline haze and dissociative state of mind allows him to ignore the still very much present sense of reason -- yes, his reasoning and rationality is still there, and quite active. If anything, the two forces create a great deal of internal conflict. Maybe that rationality could have won out, if he'd just had one little circumstance go differently, or just let himself think about it a bit longer... but it doesn't. Instead, he finds himself arriving at that day, quietly waiting for the sun to set and the right time to come along, and when it does, his feet seem to move on their own.

You would think this sort of thing would slow down one's perception of time due to alertness, but it's actually quite the opposite. Maybe it's the adrenaline, or maybe just panic, but regardless, it all seems to actually happen very fast. One second he's leaving his house, looking each way to check for potential bystanders and witness risks, and in the blink of an eye he's already made the trek over to where your dwelling is. Waiting and waiting... that's the only part that actually seems to take a while, the painstaking, frustrating waiting period. Not to mention the thought of how pathetic it would seem if anyone were to see, concealing himself in shadows of the buildings, crouching in shrubbery up to his waist, like some kind of stalker... well, now that he thinks about it, he probably does qualify as exactly that... but he tries not to think about that.

When you actually do finally show up though, when your soft footsteps approach closer and closer, unexpectedly, he freezes up. For all that planning and premeditation and self-convincing, now that the moment is actually here, there's a second of hesitation. Maybe it's the look on your face, visible even in the nighttime darkness. So happy and blissful and so innocently naive of danger lurking so close. And he would be taking that away from you, ruining it. That feels suffocating. For just a split second, he almost feels like he can't bring himself to do it.

...Almost.

That second of hesitation passes, mind snapped out of it by the keys jingling in your hands and subsequent realization that the window of opportunity will be lost as soon as you close the door behind you. That's what breaks the stiffness of hesitation, makes his feet move forward on their own again.

Of course, you do thrash around, rather fiercely, presumably putting all your strength into it. You drop the keys, reach your hands up to claw at his own latched over your mouth. Your muffled cries against the fabric pressed to your face are, admittedly, quite gut-wrenching. But it only lasts a few moments. Your full weight then falls back against him, limp and silent. All in what feels like a heartbeat.

The journey back also passes by fast -- although perhaps not quite as much so as the walk to your home, seeing as he's now hyper-alert of every sound, shape and shadow, looking out for any potential witnesses. Of course, he already has an excuse ready to give if seen on the way back, something about you being sick or passed out, but nonetheless, the ideal number of encounters is zero.

And that works just as hoped. No encounters, no issues. It almost feels like the will of the universe is on his side or something, with how easily it goes. And thankfully, the adrenaline is still strong enough that the whole weight of the reality of it all and thus having to come to terms with his actions hasn't quite come crashing down just yet... although he's aware that will happen any minute now. For now, he just has to get you inside.

Except that actually turns out to be far from the biggest hurdle that remains to cross over. There's also one other very significant, pressing issue that can't be overlooked. And yet, in all his careful planning, he somehow, amazingly, did overlook it. Forgot to think about one critical detail in the plan, one that should have, by all means, been so incredibly obvious that it's literally astounding that it somehow did not occur to him until that moment.

He walks through the front door, takes a few steps in, does that sort of ever-so-slight tossing motion to re-secure your position in his arms. Comes to a freezing halt as he passes by a table towards the front of the house.

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There's several seconds of suspended silence.

He looks at Kaveh. Kaveh looks at him, equally frozen still mid-pen stroke. Looks down at his arms and the contents thereof. Looks back up at him. Blinks a few times. A few more seconds pass.

...This isn't what it looks like. I can explain.

Yes, he knows he's digging himself into a hole, but the look of pure bewilderment on the other's face combined with the situation as a whole leads him to actually lose a bit of composure for once, trying to find an explanation that makes sense. And yes, the fact that he's lying is only going to dig said hole even deeper, and he's pretty sure the lie isn't being bought, but he comes up with something about how you were a drunken passerby stumbling outside of a nearby tavern, practically fell right into his arms, so he's just letting you stay here the night is all. He'll get you wherever you need to be in the morning.

Of course, he's immediately hit with a barrage of questions, but the insistent rambling just gives him an excuse to dismiss them all with claims of explaining in the morning. No, he's not going to sleep out here in the main room, he'll just sleep on the floor of the bedroom is all, he says. Going to such a measure would be unnecessary.

That will, at the very least, give him some time to think of how on earth he's going to actually explain the situation without his tenant going off on him, if not worse... he'll have to tell him the truth eventually. Granted, he does consider a what-if along the lines of if he'd brought you in another way and kept you away, but... no, it would be impossible to hide you from him forever. Best to get it over with now. Rather than entrenching himself in some complex lie, he'll have to just break it to him slowly... after all, he does depend on him for a living space, so he can't afford to have him dragged off to prison or anything, right? Maybe he can exchange silence for a rent reduction...

How difficult is it to escape from them? How do they keep you restrained? How do they deal with attempted escape? 

Restraint is a simple process, and he already has that planned out ahead of time, at least for a temporary solution. Primarily, it's just locking you in a room. Gets a deadbolt installed on the outside of the room prior to bringing you home, and gets a barricade bar installed as well. At first, you'll actually be confined to the bed itself, but he knows that's not good for you both in terms of psychological well-being as well as your muscular health and hygiene, so he'll try to progress to the stage where you can roam the room as quickly as possible... hopefully you'll be cooperative.

He really, really does want your cooperation. He's not really sadistic, nor cruel -- a bit callous at times, sure, but really, although he understands you aren't going to be thrilled when you wake up and have to have it explained to you (not that he does so very well, he basically just leaves it at that you'll be staying here with him and nothing more), he would really prefer that you accept your situation and get used to it as much as possible, that you cooperate and try to make the best of it. Ideally, you could even come to be fully content with your circumstances... but he tries not to let himself hope too much, seeing how unrealistic that thought is. Yes, it would be nice, but for his own sake, he has to enforce it even if you're not cooperative.

Don't expect any help from the other inhabitant, either. You're still not sure what sort of miracle-working Alhaitham pulled to make it so after that first night, but somehow, he managed to convince Kaveh, albeit very reluctantly and almost certainly with bribery involved, to at the very least not ruin things by going to an authority. He's still far from happy with it and very clearly uncomfortable, that much is evident just from his facial expressions and heavy sighs and general avoidance, but he's compliant nonetheless. Turns out, if the homeowner goes to prison, the house will be reclaimed by the Akademiya, and, well... anyway, he seems to just try to ignore it, pretend the situation doesn't exist to the best of his ability... which becomes more and more of a struggle.

Thus, the primary issue making escape difficult is that you're more or less under constant monitoring, seeing as there is rarely a moment where both residents are absent from the home. You don't really get opportunities, seeing as even if you were to find a way to exit the room, you couldn't get out of the house without being seen. Perhaps you could manipulate Kaveh's sympathetic nature, but he almost seems to know you'd try that, and makes it a point to avoid walking by your door whenever Alhaitham isn't present, largely because he knows he wouldn't be able to resist if you pulled some guilt-tripping measure. So you'll have to scratch that plan.

The only real chance you'll get is the very rare occasion that you're left fully alone, should you somehow manage to undo the locks and break the barricade bar by some incredible means. Should you somehow manage to do so, and should he come home to an empty house... he has to struggle to keep calm. It's one of the few times in life he truly, outwardly panics, eyes blown wide and shaky as he makes his way out to look for you.

Should he actually manage to find you before it's too late, or should your escape attempt be foiled in a way that makes it obvious that you did try, well... you feel surprised at first that he doesn't seem too upset. No yelling, no outrage, just... quiet. A very cold, tense sort of quiet, but quiet nonetheless.

Truth is, he can't blame you. Any thoughts of being mad at you seem ridiculous and foolish, he would feel ashamed to get upset over something you both know full well is in the nature of any person in your situation. Of course you want to be free. And here he is, dragging you back, making you miserable. The whole thing really depresses him for some time, he doesn't talk to you for nearly a full day, and even then it's just a word here or there. It takes some time to go back to normal.

But hey, at least you don't really face too much consequence for it, he's too hurt and demoralized by your attempt to even summon the anger required to do anything about it... but he may have to force himself to take disciplinary measures if it becomes a repeated incident.

How easy are they to trick, deceive, or manipulate?

He has the same duality seen in a lot of "genius" types where he is both amazingly perceptive, and yet, can every now and then be astoundingly, almost comically dense. However, unlike some others with the same trait, he leans more towards perceptive than dense, just not always. So it is, in fact, possible to trick him, but only sometimes. It's a toss-up, you never know which way he'll go in a given scenario, and unfortunately that unpredictability means it's taking a  significant risk each and every time you want to try.

Lying to him is something that does irritate him, but there are other things that would make him far angrier. That is, lying is not the absolute worst thing you can possibly do like some others might treat it, but it's not a good idea. One of the particularly unfortunate aspects of this is that he remembers each incident very well and never forgets an offense, so you'll just dig yourself deeper into a hole over time the more you make a habit of lying.

How lenient are they? What privileges can you have, and what will you be denied?

Privileges are something earned over time, and he'll get progressively more and more lenient as time goes on... thankfully, he's not one of those who would keep you at the same strict restriction level forever, but he's also not the type to be naively lenient. He knows full well that you'll take any chance to get out if that opportunity presents itself.

At first, you're confined to the bed, and then that progresses to being confined to the bedroom as a whole. Of course, he meticulously goes over every single object in said bedroom to ensure there's nothing laying around that you could use to your advantage or to attack him. Over time, he takes the same pattern commonly seen in such abductors, wherein he gradually increases the space to which you're confined -- first it's the bed, then the whole bedroom, then he'll start a sort of trial period in which he tests how you're willing to behave if you're allowed into the other areas of the house, under very close supervision.

Should you present problems, you'll just go right back to room confinement. But if you should behave well, he can get just ever so slightly more lenient, in which you're allowed to semi-freely roam the house -- just under supervision. He won't stay right by your side the way he does during the "trial period," and you can wander to the other side of the room and do your own thing if he's working on something, but he will make sure you're still in his sight at all times. When he's not at home to watch you, you'll still be confined to the room.

Well, unless he can convince Kaveh to watch you... that takes a lot of your complaining, of course, because at first he would never think to do so on his own. It would be far too easy for you to convince such a bleeding heart to let you go or do things you're not allowed to do, and he can't trust him not to get distracted.

But still, after a while, you start to whine and whine about it. He's here, so why do I have to stay in the room? He shuts your argument down the first few times, but the whining becomes annoying enough that he finally says fine, that he'll consider it. Granted, he knows it'll take convincing (and probably further reductions to his pseudo-landlord side income), but hey, maybe it'll earn some favor from you.

He's still very cautious about it though, never leaves you two alone for any extended time, should you try and convince Kaveh to let you go. Or even worse, a thought that admittedly is an embarrassing paranoia, but he can't help but let it cross his mind nonetheless, what if you pulled some stunt to seduce him and then used that to get out while he passed out, or use it to get him vulnerable enough to really injure him or something... ugh, he doesn't like to think about that. Not for Kaveh's wellbeing or anything, that's less important, but getting essentially cucked might be even worse than going to prison for his crimes.

What kind of rules do they have? What kind of punishment would they use?

Once you are confined, he can set actual guidelines. However, he's more likely to just... make sure you can't do the things he would prefer you not to by simply making it unavailable. Anything he'd not want you to see or read or mess with will be safely locked away, or kept where you can't reach. This includes anything you could use to harm him or yourself, as well as things like rat poison and sleeping pills... wouldn't want you poisoning his food or anything.

Which does bring up another matter, that if possible, provided you've been at least somewhat compliant, he'll essentially delegate tasks to you to help him out. You're bored, right? You complain about having nothing to do, so, once you're trusted enough, you can, you know, help out a bit, clean up around the place, make food (under supervision initially, and more trusted as time goes on).  And in addition to each newly earned freedom, there has to be some responsibilities that come with that.

Eventually, should you make a habit of complaining, the bastard even has the audacity to suggest that if you're so bored, here, do his job for him. Copies of a bunch of of reports and applications for you to review. You're a student, so you can at least have some idea of standards, right? Just highlight parts you think are issues, he'll still read it of course, he can't trust you that much, but your notes will make the process go by faster. That should kill a few hours. Have fun.

Otherwise, he's not the sort of individual to enforce behavioral rules in terms of attitude. Forcing you to be all sweet and smiley would just make you resent him, and it would be fake, not authentic. He's also the sort of person who sees no point in inauthenticity, wouldn't derive any satisfaction from you being pleasant towards him if he knows it's performative or manipulative or done out of fear or pressure. Why anyone would want or enjoy that is beyond him, it doesn't make sense if you ask him.

How do they deal with rivals, or perceived rivals? Will they get rid of them? Will they kill them themselves, or find another way?

He's at an impasse. Alhaitham is not exactly the most socially inclined person in the world, and while he normally doesn't really care too much for abiding by social conventions of appropriateness and politeness, and has very little qualms with coming off as rude to or offending someone he finds distasteful, he still is self-aware enough to be embarrassed by the thought of trying to intimidate or directly confront someone like that. Making a scene, or even just doing something foolish in front of you, is an avenue he does not intend to take, and would in fact prefer to avoid at all costs.

That being said, he can get driven up the wall by individuals he finds irritating or obnoxious, and the concept of a "rival" in that sense is a quick way to become someone on his mental list of such people. This puts him in a disadvantageous position -- he's not someone who will be overtly and immediately confrontational, but rivals do get under his skin quite a bit, so he's basically just left to suffer the frustration and paranoia whilst feeling relatively helpless to do much of anything about it.

Overall, he's very unlikely to kill. He's not particularly impulsive or rash, so he wouldn't do so on a whim, and he's pretty good at regulating his emotions, so even if it's infuriating, he can manage to keep calm enough not to make a mistake he might regret. And as an individual with higher-than-average self-awareness, as well as a reasonably normal and functional sense of conscience, he'd prefer to avoid killing even when given the chance to premeditate, as well.

It's not as if the thought didn't cross his mind, though, especially at some particularly infuriating moments, like when you give the other person seemingly positive responses. Of course, he can easily recognize that violent urges are a natural response to irritants, but it still feels discouraging, as he would usually think himself above such things, he considers himself a respectable person with dignity, the sort of person who doesn't resort to violence unless necessary.

If that persists -- that is, you keep responding to said rivals' affections in ways he would prefer you not to -- he'll most likely take a sort of alternative route that doesn't seem like quite the same blow to his pride. If he were to resort to homicide, that would be incredibly shameful, he'd feel disappointed in and ashamed of his own self for stooping so low over something so selfish... so, by contrast, abusing his authority doesn't seem quite so bad. Even if the thought of it does still make him feel some sense of shame, all he has to do is think of it comparatively, and when you consider it the alternative to killing someone, it seems far less ignoble by said comparison, and thus, comparing it that way makes him feel both less shameful, and more bold.

It's actually rather easy, provided he's still Acting Grand Sage, but even if before or after that period of his life, he can always write a few things here or there, file a report for this or that anonymously, then claim to have witnessed the same thing himself, adding to credibility, feign some evidence if necessary. Turns out it doesn't take all that much to get someone removed. He tries to go light on them and merely fake some offense to get them on probation or something that will have them far away from their former post, but if it does get them get expelled entirely... well, he's not complaining.

How easy is it to make them mad? What does their anger look like?

He gets irked easily.

It would be incorrect to say that he doesn't show it, but he doesn't show it very loudly, or in a way that draws attention. Oftentimes, you can look at his face and body language and easily tell he's displeased, but he'll stay relatively quiet if it's not significant. With mildly irritating things or people, even though he has no real qualms with getting blunt with people if need be, most of the time it's still easier and less bothersome to just keep quiet and try to ignore the object of irritation.

It's not at all difficult to push him past that line, though. Again, he has no issues with getting very blunt and direct with people if need be, and will not really hesitate to tell someone exactly what he thinks of their behavior, attitude, or actions, nor will he soften his words.

Well, most people. With you, it sort of depends. Oftentimes, you're actually no exception to that -- he might hesitate for a mere moment, but if you persist even once, he'll outright tell you if you're being irritating or bothersome, all in that tactless, blunt way of his. However, truthfully, although he would never admit to it, he does have a soft spot for your feelings and can be very weak to any pitiful displays. So if you look hurt or sad after he says something very direct, blunt and insensitive, or as he's starting to speak a few sentences, he'll stop mid-speech, sigh, turn back to whatever he was doing and mutter something along the lines of just knock it off or just don't do that again. He can't be mean to you, he'd feel terrible. He already struggles with finding ways to express affection, so it won't help if the only sentiment you get from him is negative, it will just push you away.

That all being said, there's a limit to that. If you really, really push him, do your best to cause problems and antagonize him out of spite, he can lose his patience, and the irritation become enough that he does lay into you without any filter or buffer for the sake of your feelings... only to immediately regret it when your eyes get all teary, you either stomp away and slam the door on your way back to the bedroom, or if already in there, you pout and throw yourself down onto the mattress, cocooning yourself in blankets pulled over your head, and don't respond to anything he says.

Great. Now you're upset, and he's screwed up and made things worse... the sensitivity of others is a huge part of why he's not fond of socializing, and yet it's unavoidable when he actually wants someone in his life. He's still actually rather frustrated at you, but the wallowing in self-directed frustration is even worse. He'll just have to just suck it up and try to get you to not be upset anymore. So after giving both of your selves a while to calm down in separate rooms (if you were both in the bedroom, he'll leave to go cool his own head), he'll try to go back into the bedroom and talk things out with you and--

...Hey. Did you -- you locked the door from the inside. Goddammit. Open the door right now, or else...

So they see you as above them, beneath them, or equal to them?

He's fairly apathetic, the type to sigh at the mention of such a concept. People trying to determine whether or not another person is "greater" or "lesser" than themselves based on some arbitrary, undefined concept of "value" seems like the sort of thing that some of the more irritating types of pretentious, pseudo-intellectual academics in the philosophies would obsess over, he knows plenty of individuals of the sort. Besides, it's honestly a rather logically erroneous concept, really.

He can recognize individuals as better or worse in particular areas. It's akin to that whole venture he went on regarding the individual fixated on evolving the human condition -- he can acknowledge where one person's skills lie versus another's, and how productive or useful a person might be. But that's an applied sort of value, and where one individual lacks it, another might have it, and vice versa. An entirely different matter than the idea of an individual having some overall, collective, cumulative worth composing their entire person, based on some undefinable standard. There's no such way to measure or evaluate such a thing, since it cannot be practically applied like a degree of value in one particular area could be, therefore, he would actually conclude that the very notion is fallacious.

Notably, though, when it comes to the whole practical applied worth thing, he's not the type to be blinded by affection. That is, if you're terrible at something, well, he'll know, he won't be self-deluded into perceiving it as good. Granted, since he does like you, he won't be as blunt as he would with someone whose good favor he cares for as much, but might try to very lightly redirect you to something he feels you to be better-suited for.

How determined are they for you to love them? How hard will they try to make it happen? Or are they content just having you?

As with most things, he's very practical and straightforward, doesn't lie to himself, doesn't engage in naive wishful thinking. He also recognizes that doing what he did in the first place is more or less shooting himself in the foot in terms of getting any affection from you, a major setback. Sometimes he might even feel a bit of regret, think about what he could have done if he hadn't gone and taken you away from your life and brought you here, how he might have slowly won you over on your own free will.

But the urge was just too much to resist. And even when thinking about the "what-ifs", even when considering how things could have gone differently and worked out in his favor, he's then hit with the reminder that even if you were together on your own will, you'd still have the freedom to leave at any time, you'd still have the option to go places on your own, talk to other people on your own. When he thinks about that, then, the thought is gut-wrenching enough that he finds himself glad he didn't take that route. It's just something he couldn't handle. He knows, as with everything before, that that's not normal, that it indicates a defect, an abnormality in his psyche, but at this point, he's more or less accepted that.

Of course he's going to try, but then there's also the issue that he's not particularly effective or adept at successfully expressing affection, and finds it awkward anyhow, so he doesn't come off as very affectionate. His affection comes across in more subtle and unspoken ways, small acts that remind you he does care for you. He's attentive to your needs, will notice if you look cold, hungry, and so on, and fetch the respective necessity to resolve any such discomfort, without you needing to say anything. If he sees something he thinks you might like, notices an opportunity to do something for you that would make you happy or potentially earn favor points from you, he'll swiftly see to doing so.

He's just not going to do things that would be too awkward or out of line for him and his nature, like verbal displays of affection or clingy physical gestures. His hope is that, nonetheless, you will gradually come to recognize and appreciate the efforts he does make, and that your acknowledgement will eventually endear him to you, override any resentment you have, and gradually lead you to feeling affection for him too.

And hey, if nothing else, he's read enough to have learned before that extended isolation has certain effects on a person. That is, accounts from the past and certain studies would suggest that if a person is kept in prolonged confinement with only one or a few other persons, they will, in almost all circumstances, eventually become emotionally attached to them, given the natural human craving for social connections, and the lack of other available options. So, logically, keeping you here should eventually yield the desired results.

But he's also not going to delude himself into thinking there's progress being made if there isn't. If you're obviously rejecting all of his attempts, he's willing to accept that, although it might noticeably frustrate him a bit. Even if he starts to get upset about your ignoring his efforts, though, he's rational enough that he sort of reminds himself that, well, you do sort of have very good reason to be resentful of him, and when he thinks about it that way, he starts to feel guilty again, can't bring himself to be mad at you. He'll just keep up the hope that you'll start to change your sentiment towards him... eventually.

Bonus: Is there anything that makes them unique, in comparison to other yanderes?

While it's not entirely unheard of amongst obsessive individuals, it is still not really the norm to have quite the lack of "rose-tinted glasses" as he does. That being said, he's not overtly pessimistic either.

Most tend to fall into one of the two, making negative or positive assumptions and expectations. They'll either be the hopeful type convinced you will love them and not do anything bad towards them (be it deluded confidence or intentionally trying to keep their thoughts positive), or the pessimistic type to always assume the worst of you, constantly paranoid of how you might be actively working against them and trying to preemptively prevent it.

Alhaitham manages to fall into neither of these two. He has a fairly unique ability to look at virtually anything presented to him with objectivity, far more so of it than most.

He's actually quite level-headed, takes into account anything that happens between the two of you and analyzes what it means and how to work with the occurrence with a fairly non-biased point of view, not letting deluded hope nor paranoia nor bitter pessimism get in the way of his conclusions. It does take active effort -- if he weren't trying, he would be someone who falls into the pessimistic sort of mentality -- but he intentionally reminds himself not to let that mindset get the better of him. He's seen it before in others, and it's always rather irritating to watch people make unwise decisions out of said pessimism, so he uses that as a mental reminder and instead forces himself to be more objective.

Consequently, whenever engaging in any situation involving you, you find that he's surprisingly quite rational, and doesn't give into emotion. This is somewhat beneficial, as he's not going to be annoyingly negative nor overly paranoid to the point of making unfounded accusations or anything of the sort that some individuals with less mental fortitude might do. No walking on eggshells, no irrational insistence of your dishonesty.

Also, once again, there's the obvious roommate matter to be addressed.

At first, Kaveh initially suspected the whole incident was some sort of one-night drugging incident. Has fully prepared some antagonistic commentary on how if he's that desperate to get laid, he could at least try learning to have some semblance of charm before resorting to such unethical measures... but then, it sort of clicks, that locksmith that visited a few days back to install that deadbolt, Alhaitham's absent-mindedness as of late. He's already pretty much figured it out before it's even explained to him.

You actually do come to like Kaveh, over time. Even though his hands are sort of tied in terms of actually helping you, you can tell he feels bad about that and sympathizes with you, it really does bother him. He sort of becomes an advocate for you and your rights and needs, that you quite appreciate. Tells Alhaitham that he may be willing to keep quiet, but he cannot tolerate being complicit in the utter cruelty of locking you in a small space all day, of giving you nothing to do -- complete deprivation of stimulus is basically a form of psychological torture. You know, a very serious crime? Granted, it's not as if there's not already a serious crime going on...

It's because of his incessant bothering that you get provided reading materials, allowed to roam other rooms (it's cruelty to force you into such a tiny space), and are allowed to eventually have a window uncovered if you're well-behaved (people literally need sunlight exposure you know).

Not to mention if there's any arguing of any kind going on, both of you will automatically take the other's side, very commonly resulting in the very owner of the home being two-to-one outnumbered on any decisions (of course, he still usually has the final say anyway, but ganging on up him together and seeing him get so irritated is quite enjoyable).

The whole setup of things sort of goes largely unaddressed between the two of them, funnily enough. There's a lot of occasions of Alhaitham exiting the bedroom after you had made a great deal of noise, to come get something out of the kitchen or living room, making awkward eye contact... the two just sort of stare back and forth, Alhaitham's expression one of usual sternness with some obvious embarrassment and Kaveh's one of unamused exasperation, mouth pulled taut and eyes half-lidded as if to say really? Some silence passes, he walks away, neither one says a thing.

Sometimes, though, it makes for perfect material to use against the man, both in teasing, antagonizing, and blackmailing if necessary.

Any complaints about behavior, any criticisms, any subtle threats regarding missed payments or using his own funds. Now, Kaveh always has an immediate weakness to hit him with, and unfortunately it works every time. Especially with the rather harsh (although he knows it's true) choice of wording.

That's rich coming from the guy with the human slave!

Oh, now the kidnapper is preaching to me?

—if anyone were to find out about the LITERAL CAPTIVE—

He figured out pretty quickly that he's very sensitive to and gets easily guilt-tripped by blunt terms like slave and kidnapped and captive... largely because he knows it's true, and thus it gets under his skin. Plus, there's always that subtle threat of him going off and telling someone hanging over his head.

That being said, it's not entirely altruistic on Kaveh's part. All those ways he helps your quality of life, in turn, alleviates his own guilt. At least if he feels like he's helping you, making things better for you, he can somewhat ignore the reminder of his own complicity in the first place.

General perverseness: how sexual of a person are they? What’s their drive like? How touchy do they get? Do they have any reservations about sexuality?

Somewhat of an odd mix of being not reserved and very reserved, depending on the specifics of the situation and context of conversations.

When it's purely talking about sex as a concept, the socially constructed and biologically primal nature of it, from a sort of academic standpoint, he has no trouble at all. If you asked a question, say why humans evolved to be largely attracted to this or that or how a certain bodily process works, he could easily explain in full without so much as a stutter, and so matter-of-factly blunt and shameless that it might actually make you feel a bit embarrassed with how openly he says certain things. When it's presented in that manner, it's easy to dissociate it from any application to his own self.

When it's personal, however, rather cutely, he can get significantly more embarrassed. Once again, it's contextual, situational. If it's telling you what to do, giving some sort of command or instruction to move like this, get in this position, or so on, he can do so without hesitation, more due to the absence of inhibition that comes with the heat of the moment and reduced blood flow to the brain. When addressing any activity between the two of you, in concept/abstract terms or especially referring to events in the recent past, that's when he'll sort of stiffen up when talking. Mumbles, gets quiet, seems unable to summon words or say anything, tries to exit the conversation.

He won't refuse to speak if the topic arises, but he addresses everything with such formality, even in casual conversation, it's rather amusing. Always uses the words intercourse or coitus just like be would in the academic sense, and never any terms one would normally use in casual conversation. He'll try to change the subject if it goes on for any extended duration of time, and will get annoyed if it becomes evident that you're intentionally trying to get him flustered for amusement, which you'll inevitably do quite a bit, seeing how funny his embarrassment is.

He's not very touchy at the beginning of things, and at first, it actually takes a while before he'll even sleep with you, in either sense of the word. He has a a natural craving for it, as many people do, but he's not really sure how to go about it. It's something he really warms up to over time, namely by sleeping next to you, which naturally increases his comfort levels. He always waits until after you're already asleep to avoid embarrassment before coming to bed, but then, you gravitate towards his warmth in your sleep. Having you touching like that, but not in a waking state where you could express any rejection, is comforting. It also helps condition him to your touch, get used to it enough that he's more at ease with physical touch with your waking self, too.

In terms of drive, it's highly dependent on circumstances and factors, namely stress. He's one of the sort of person who defaults to using orgasm as a means of stress relief, so if he's under a particularly high level of stress (which, of course, he does try to avoid, but sometimes work just piles up despite his efforts to avoid it), his drive will be significantly higher -- and the sex itself noticeably rougher, with more force and harshness in each movement that you can feel. Otherwise, his drive is fairly moderate for someone of his sex and age, roughly once a day or so.

How forceful are they? Do they care about your willingness?

Consciously, yes, he does care. Again, while not a stickler for the rules or anything (and perhaps a bit lazy on some matters), he's not the sort of person who would do something he sees as not only wrong, but one of the worst acts one can commit, and he's a generally ethical person with integrity who tries to do right by everyone when he can.

For all his general collectedness and respectfulness, though, he's certainly not immune to the ever-alluring power of hormones and his brain's hardwired urge to breed. Ignoring that gets difficult rather quickly.

In the initial days after bringing you home, he spends a great deal of time sort of mentally kicking himself for it -- what was he thinking? Of course you're going to be upset, this eliminates any possibility of you ever feeling positively towards him, it was a terrible idea, it will only end badly... while not outwardly expressed, those thoughts do eat away at him, leaving him depressed enough that it kills some of said urges for some time. Even then, for a while, he actually avoids it, as aforementioned, in part due to his discomfort and awkwardness around touch, and in part due to conscience.

At first, you were somewhat surprised -- you figured someone who would abduct and encaptivate someone most likely had a very obvious intention in mind, so you're somewhat surprised at the fact that he seems to sort of just... let you live there, not requiring anything of you nor doing anything to you. Those first days are awkward enough getting over the initial stages of shock and fear and anger and bargaining, especially as he's not very direct or clear on explaining the situation to you in the first place. He explains it to you as something along the lines of you being too naive and at risk so he felt he had to "protect" you or something, but it's the sort of very weak, half-hearted argument where not only can you tell he himself doesn't actually believe it and it just coming up with that excuse on the spot, but you also know he doesn't really expect you to believe it either, you're both mutually aware it's nonsense to get you to stop asking. If you're the type to be confrontational and bold in the initial reaction stages, though, rather than meek and afraid, and tell him to drop the act, he may very well sigh and say fine, admit that you're here because he wanted you to be and acted on impulse.

Still, when you get to questioning 'what happens now,' what your immediate and long-term future looks like, he essentially avoids the question entirely, and once again doesn't really try to hide that he's doing so. He might even outright say he's not inclined to give you an answer, or that it's a loaded question because you're obviously implying to ask when you'll be allowed to leave, and he has no intention of doing that.

So, for some time, he just sort of keeps you there, in a sort of limbo state where you're just existing in his home and being fed and being given things to do. He can't bring himself to do something that strikes him as so utterly abhorrent.

Then again. He knows a great deal about a wide variety of topics, and recalls information learned years ago: in addition to the fact that forced isolation can create attachment, it's been more or less proven that in primates, forcing physical intimacy can also induce involuntary pair-bonding... but still, it would be unethical.

Perhaps it would have been best if he hadn't recalled that information. Because thereafter, much like the initial intrusive thoughts that led him to take you away in the first place, it begins to creep into his mind, coming back into his head over and over. And also much like that initial time, the thoughts begin to wear away at his psyche.

The most likely scenario to end up happening is that you simply push him too far at the wrong time. You pick a day where he's already stressed, choose to be even more spiteful than usual. You push him just a little too far, you're just a little too mean, and sooner or later, something snaps, and he ends up doing something he regrets. Alternatively, if you're more meek and afraid, he might take the same method with which he brought you here to begin with, drugging you into unconsciousness. You won't hold a grudge or be traumatized and afraid of him if you don't remember anything, right...? Maybe he can convince you that you got drunk and agreed to it yourself, and then you'll change your mind and be okay with it... maybe.

What sort of kinks or fetishes do they have, or would they fill?

Cockwarming

He can't really remember when exactly he got the idea. Probably when he was painstakingly going through a gruelingly boring set of reports, having to deal with the ever-intrusive I could be having sex right now I could be having sex right now I could be-- thoughts. Alas, if only there were a way to have both at the same time. At some point, those thoughts manifested into another thought -- why can't he? In fact, it seems perfectly doable.

It takes some form of persuasion for you, of course, but at the promise of some form of reward, you agree to come sit on his lap while he does work. You figure he must just want the physical contact, he seems like someone who wouldn't know how to really ask for affection, so this must just be an attempt to get you to show him some -- why are you pulling your cock out.

It was not what you agreed to, but the iron grip around your waist means you aren't going anywhere, and your protests are met with grumbling. Just let it happen. You're being so resistant for no reason. It'll feel good. Just relax. It's not like he's hurting you or anything.

And eventually, with enough of those excuses, you end up sitting there, heavily breathing, speared on his cock upright like food on a stick, all while he reads. Each little movement, each shift of position, rubs against your insides, sends little sparks of pleasure down your spine, almost torturous with how it just barely stimulates you, but not enough to relieve the arousal it creates. You can feel him twitch and shudder, too, each time your insides pulsate or clench. You can, likewise, torture him by intentionally clamping down hard... thus speeding up the inevitable -- because regardless, he's not going to actually get too much work done before he can't take it anymore, anyway.

Marking

The manner of which doesn't particularly matter, anything will do. It's discovered by accident, after unintentionally leaving behind a few bruises and scratches from digging his fingers into your hips a bit too hard. Afterward, he turns his head to look over where you lay, sees the crescent shapes where his fingernails dug in... and then within a short time, the flesh shows bruising too. That probably shouldn't be arousing... but it is, and he finds himself hard again just seeing it.

With time, he learns that it applies to much more than just that. Any sort of markings, visual indicators that have some indication of impact, possession, give him sort of a comforting but egotistical feeling. Often, this comes in the form of being something related to your flesh: scratches, hickeys, occasionally bite marks, and if you get him really sexually frustrated and deprived, or perhaps drunk enough to lose inhibition and be shameless, he might even take to writing on your body. But this can also be in the form of other sorts of visual indicators, namely with cum -- be it on your face, on your back, on your chest, or slowly oozing out of your holes and trailing down your thigh -- and, after going at it long and hard enough, the slight gape and twitching whenever he pulls out.

How do they feel about pregnancy or babies? Do they want them?

If you were to ask the very basic question of whether or not he wants kids at some point, he would nod and say yes, but would hesitate before actually saying anything more, sort of needs a moment to find the right words. His eyebrows do furrow just a bit, as if slightly unnerved by the thought.

Well, if you really think about it, it is the biological hardwiring of most living beings to reproduce. Even if an individual personally didn't want children, most of them still have the innate urges to breed. For him though, it does seem like a nice idea. It's not something he's put a great deal of thought into, rather, it's one of those things that's very "someday" in his head, the sort of thing a young individual imagines they will get around to doing one day in the coming years, but doesn't really intend on anytime very soon.

He's not particularly cautious against it, though. It's not his fault it feels too good in the heat of the moment to remember to pull out... should an "accident" occur, he's not going to be upset or anything, but the issues it presents creates a panic that makes it difficult to be particularly joyful.

After all, how is this going to... work? He could handle educating a child himself, so school isn't necessary, but he can't bring himself to confine the kid to the house all the time. He already feels bad about doing it to you, there's no way he could handle the guilt of not letting his own kid go outside, he'll surely end up taking them out every now and then. But how will he explain suddenly having a kid to people around him? And what about the kid themselves? Sure, it will be naive and won't know any better for a while, but as it grows up, even if he asks them not to, surely one of these days it's going to tell someone about its mother that never leaves the house that no one knows about, and that will spell the end for him.

He doesn't voice any of that out loud, but you can see the worry quite obviously on his face and tone of voice when he talks about it, always stern and quiet. Almost seems to be in denial, trying not to think about it. He still takes very good care of you, seems very concerned for your well-being all throughout. There's a mix of contrasting emotions, because he is happy in a way, but the paranoia and fear is overwhelming. He's not great at expressing emotions like that, though, so he mostly just stays quiet. For now, he'll just have to brainstorm ways to deal with the issues that will arise, and then cross that bridge when he gets to it and hope for the best... not the most ideal course, but more or less the only option.

What kind of (nsfw) punishments would they use?

He's a bit stumped when it comes to how to handle any outbursts or deemed undesired behavior. Alhaitham is used to having some degree of guidelines when it comes to going about certain processes - usually, in almost any field of work or study, there are standard methods for dealing with problems.

When it comes to people, likewise, there are also set ways of handling conflicts and complications... well, that is, for institutions. On an individual scale, though, one-on-one personal interactions... there's not really any specific guidelines. Especially for someone you want to hold you in high regard.

So what happens is that he usually bites his tongue at first when you get bratty or mean, unsure of exactly how to handle it, thinking that maybe you'll be quiet after a moment... but then you keep going, which in turn makes him more irritated, and then he snaps and it just sort of... comes out. Nothing methodical or thought-through, instead, for once, letting his emotion override any reasoning. He's still rather composed as always, not bursting into a fit or anything like that, but a sort of cold anger, once in which you can tell the very moment he's finally had enough. He stops whatever he's doing, possibly slamming something down if he's holding an object, turns to you with narrowed eyes. Dead silent, but the expression on his face says enough. In fact, the fact that he's so initially quiet makes it that much more unnerving, makes you go silent and take a few steps back in and of itself, usually a quick change of tune as you start to apologize when he takes a few steps towards you, grabs you by the arm with force, and equally silent dragging you to a couch or bed or other surface of choice.

What ends up being his go-to choice of "punishment" is more an exertion of that irritation, holding you down, rutting into your body with painful force. It's more the painful details and humiliation factor that make it a punishment, that make it unpleasant -- it's always from behind, either pressing your face into the mattress, painful tugging on your scalp, or a hand choking your throat. It's only then that he actually speaks to you, sometimes through gritted teeth, often emphasizing certain words with particularly harsh thrusts as each one is said.

Yes, even without the roughness and soreness that comes after, the emotional degradation is what hurts the most -- perhaps it's the thought of being put into a state of such intimate vulnerability, or a sense of being violated and used as a punishment for your actions, or just the humiliation that comes with the not-so-subtle reminder of how easy it is for him to overpower you.

Either way, it backfires for him when you suddenly get quiet and cold towards him afterwards, often staying bundled up and shivering... admittedly, that does make him feel bad. In part, he still finds it justified, will sigh and say something to the effect of asking why you act the way you do if you can't handle consequences... but he's still weak to your sniffling and cold shoulder, and will take on a softer voice and more gentle hand to pat your head or rub your back in an attempt to obtain your forgiveness. If you act pitiful enough, he might even swallow his pride and give you a small apology.

What body parts of their darling do they like the most?

Alhaitham is a thigh appreciator. No particular deeper psychological reason or anything, they're just nice to look at, nice to grab onto, make nice pillows to put his head on. Like with most other things of a sensual nature, he can get a bit embarrassed by his affinity for it, may absent-mindedly reach over and brush his hands over your thighs, just to realize what he's doing and jerk his hands back away and pretend it didn't happen... if you say it's alright and allow it, he'll still hesitate and turn away, implore you to pretend it didn't happen, but with enough coaxing from you, he can become comfortable enough to be more open about it, provided you really insist.