[Albus finds himself consumed by the contact in turn, returning each kiss with equal fervor. He can feel the love soaked in each touch, and it aches and warms him in turn, making him crave Gellert's affection all the more. His hand works Gellert's cock slowly while his other hand grips Gellert's hip, holding him close by the waist as if he refused to let them be parted by even an inch.]

You are magnificent, you know.