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[Albus nestles in closer, settling onto the bed and closer to Gellert all at once. His hands roam across his body in greedy, reverent touches, taking in the feel of his chest and hips and legs in long strokes.]

I am your deity now. If I say you are perfect, you are.

[He emphasizes the thought with a kiss, leaning forward to press his lips to Gellert's shoulder.]

[His eyes slip shut and his breathing hitches. Albus's touch leaves him tingling and he is unable to hide how rapidly he begins to harden.]

Your word is powerful. [He grins and caresses Albus's cheek, drawing him into a deep kiss. His wing curves around the other man, holding him just as Gellert's arms do.]

[There is something wicked and wonderful in the way Gellert's body reacts to him. He cannot help but feel a surge of hunger at the idea that even as an angel, Gellert desires him against his better virtues -- that while pure and virtuous, his desire for him is enough to abandon such divine restraint.

Albus kisses Gellert deeply and greedily, his hands settling at Gellert's hips, holding him steady as Albus sets himself over him. The touch of Gellert's wings wrapped around them like an elegant cocoon only adds to the beauty of Gellert underneath him, angellic and sinful all at once with his cock hard against Albus' stomach.]

That it is. [Running the pads of his thumbs over the dip in Gellert's waist, he adds:]

Once I have you, I've no intention of releasing you. Do you desire it all the same?

[He can't help his reaction and though it confuses his purer ideals, Gellert realizes quickly that he feels no regret. Albus is the one he wants - the one he loves - and surely even angels can join if they so desire! There is nothing wrong in loving and Gellert will align himself with no one else - even if society should think him better suited for a woman.

A shudder runs through him and his brow furrows as the passion grows, like a flame, between them. He can't let go of Albus; he can feel his body straining for every touch...every word...]

Albus... [It isn't quite a plea, but it's close.] I want no other. If I'm not with you, I will be miserable and alone. Please make me yours.

[He smiles.] How could I refuse?

[He kisses Gellert again, all the more heated at Gellert's profession of want, and he sinks in closer as their mouths meet. Their bodies press together in a warm flush, heated together until Albus pulls apart from the kiss to catch his breath.

Albus sits up slightly, only far enough to begin removing his clothes and tossing them to the floor by the bed. All the while, his eyes never leave Gellert, watching raptly as he lays stretched out underneath him.]

If you're to be my angel, then I make this decree: it will be no sin for the two of us to do as we please with each other.

I don't know. You could be cruel. [He moans and sucks on Albus's lips, losing himself in the fire that has always existed between them. How can an angel fight such heat? His cheeks are flushed when they finally part, his eyes half-lidded in dazed wonder.]

May I touch you? [Gellert's hands itch to run over Albus's body and he raises himself, his eyes widening:] Because we are one?

Edited 2018-11-02 08:39 (UTC)

Cruel? Never. Not to you.

[As he finishes discarding his clothes, he leans in closer, meeting Gellert's gaze. Albus palms the sides of Gellert's face, pressing a firm, lingering to his mouth before pulling back with utter delight in his eyes.]

Touch me all you like. I'm just as much yours as you are mine.

[He is fixated on Albus, his aura brightening as his love intensifies. A helpless smile can likely be felt in the kiss and then Gellert is running his hands over Albus's thighs.]

Stay close or you might catch a chill. [His hands slip over the other man's hips and up his sides. Then he gives a shiver and shifts onto his knees.] How should I warm you?

[Albus shifts position on the mattress, humming at touch of Gellert's hands as he sits against the headboard and pulls Gellert closer to him.]

Come and sit on my lap. I think I'd like to touch you while still seeing those glorious wings of yours.

[Gellert grins at the choice and slips gracefully onto Albus's lap, straddling his thighs. Their members brush together and he gasps, grabbing onto Albus's shoulders to steady himself.]

They have sensation, you know. My wings. [He bows his head to kiss the other man's chest reverently.]

Do they now.

[His voice is a low murmur, growing headier as Gellert kisses his chest. He reaches up to trace the leading edge of one wing, his fingers trailing the line of it gently.]

And do you like them to be touched?

Losing a feather is no small matter. [His words are muffled as he covers Albus's chest with soft kisses. He pauses to tease one of his nipples, nuzzling and licking over the nub.

The wing Albus touches arches and Gellert moans.] ...yes.

[Albus' breath catches in his throat the touch to his nipple, the skin firming and perking under Gellert's mouth. In turn, his hands run along the ridges of Gellert's wings, tracing them and savoring the feel of feathers underneath, light and elegant to the touch.]

You really are too exquisite like this. You're like a painting come to life.

[He sighs and shifts closer, kissing his way to the neglected nipple. With his hands stroking the wonderfully soft skin of Albus's sides, he runs his tongue slowly over the second nub, raising his gaze to watch the other man.]

You make me exquisite. If I didn't love you, I would be cold.

[He lets out a delighted hiss at the touch to his nipple, the skin perking easily under Gellert's mouth. Without him thinking to, his hands curls in Gellert's hair, encouraging his attentions.]

Then I'll keep you warm. Whatever else I might do, I won't let you grow cold again.

[His eyelids flutter closed and he kisses further down Albus's body, taking his time. The sound he makes is close to a purr and his hands slide behind the other man to stroke his back.]

Only a fool would abandon a beauty like you.

[Albus' fingers twist tighter into Gellert's hair, wrapped deep in the strands as he continues down his chest. With a breathy, greedy voice, he says:]

I have no intention of being abandoned.

[Rare is it for Albus to state his intentions so baldly. Gellert feels his arousal hardening further and he eagerly seeks out Albus's own member, a shuddering breath leaving his lips at the first touch.]

If I am marked by you, where can I go? Where can I hide?

[Albus lets out a strangled sound at the touch of him, the noise bursting out roughly. In turn, one set of fingers twists in Gellert's hair, while the other finds Gellert's cock and squeezes it in turn.]

You will not hide anywhere. I will keep you safe and here with me.

[He raises his head to nuzzle the side of Albus's neck, moaning. His fingers stroke the hard arousal that he finds eagerly, his thumb teasing the tip with each pass.]

Albus, I love you. If there is a place for me with you, I will not give it to anyone.

[The touch robs him of breath and he gasps.]

[He seems to radiate delight at those words, an aura of joy and adoration searing from him. It's enough to almost distract him from the touch to his cock, which is still delightful enough to earn a gasp from him.

Being a deity strips away his inhibitions, making him far more open than he is with all of his fears and worries and regrets. There's nothing but pleasure at the words Gellert says, and nothing holding him back from speaking.]

I love you in turn. I love you so much that it stops my breath to look at you. More than the stars and the sun, I love you.

[Likewise, Gellert has regained some of his innocence. Love is easy for him to see; to embrace and trust. He knows he loves Albus without a doubt and that feeling radiates through his fingertips and his lips.

His wings stretch and he grins shyly when everything he feels is returned. Surely there is no better feeling in any world!]

Is there a way for me to give you the stars and the sun? [He strokes Albus's arousal with one hand and touches his cheek tenderly with the other.] I might be able to touch them with these wings.

[He lets out a sounds that's both breathless and pleased, his hand returning the touch by squeezing Gellert's cock in his palm. Albus tips his face forward, brushing their noses together, still smiling loosely and looking at Gellert with an overwhelming fondness in his eyes.]

Perhaps when you take me into the sky, we might touch them together.

[He tips back his head and groans, his member giving an impatient throb. But he can withstand this sweet torture. Albus's smile makes all of it worthwhile and he presses a kiss to that tantalizing lower lip.]

I will take you wherever you like. We must go during the day and at night.

[He squeezes Gellert's cock again, starting to stroke him, smiling slightly at the kiss to his lip.]

We must. We should have our taste of the stars while we can.

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