[He groans at the pressure, his wings arching at the delicious sensation. His fingers stroke along Albus's arm and he grins unapologetically.]
My greed is reserved for you. [The motion is intoxicating and he moans with each thrust, arching forward to kiss Albus in pure, delightful abandon.] Yes!
[action]
My greed is reserved for you. [The motion is intoxicating and he moans with each thrust, arching forward to kiss Albus in pure, delightful abandon.] Yes!