genessia | [video] Halloween Curse shenanigans

[Albus breathes in ragged drags of air, his hips beginning to pick up a slow, steady rhythm. He moves inside Gellert in firm thrusts, building up in intensity as he moves. And oh, it feels good. Gellert's entire body is like a delicious trap around him, drowning him in warmth and delight, and he wraps his arms all the more closely around him to savor it.]

It must, I think. Because I love you so much I ache for you.

[The rhythm leaves him whimpering and gasping, his body tensing blissfully. Albus is somehow hot, hard and silky smooth all at once. The oil too adds to his building pleasure and he clutches to the other man, his breathing hitched.]

Take me as hard as you like... Albus, please.

[His legs tighten their hold and he reaches between them to stroke his arousal, unable to look away from the beauty of Albus over him.]

[He lets out a sound that's nearly a growl at that, his hips pushing forward all the more forcefully with those words. Albus' hands hold Gellert firm and steady as he thrusts, beginning to move faster, rolling into him at a quicker, harder pace while words pour out of him.]

Ah, my angel, my lovely angel -- no one else will ever have you, no one else will ever take you from, love --

[It's like a spiral of heat and he is climbing at a swift pace. Albus knows how to press his buttons and with his emotions so strong and so clear, Gellert is helpless. He doesn't even mind being so exposed because this is Albus and there is no one in any world who knows him better. While that should terrify him, it has the opposite effect - especially as they move together so seamlessly.]

I would kill them if they tried! [He feels himself tightening and the waves of pleasure can't be stopped. His moans are loud and wild and, with the quicker pace, he comes undone. Muscles contract around Albus's member, helping him feel every motion all the more, and Gellert groans, long and low.]

I love you.

[He catches Gellert as he comes, letting him fall undone with Albus' arms around him all the while. Albus pushes into him all through it, letting him ride it through his climax, feeling Gellert's muscles tighten and tense around him as he spills over past the edge.]

And I love you. More than the air I breathe, I love you.

[And as he says the words, he follows him, shoving deep inside Gellert's body and spilling over with a long, loud groan.]

[He shudders and runs his fingers through Albus's hair, bringing their foreheads together. His face is flushed - his cheeks, neck and ears a rosy hue - and there is a loving grin on his lips. A beat before Albus loses control, Gellert kisses him deeply, purposefully contracting his muscles to make his passage tighter.]

Keep breathing with me, love. That's all I need.

[The rush of wet heat within him turns his words into a incoherent whimper. He shivers and holds Albus flush to him, trying to catch his breath.]

[He finishes with a long, rough sound of delight, wrapped as tightly to Gellert as their arms can manage. When he slides out of him, he only shifts enough to pull Gellert in as closely to him as he can manage, nestling into him as he winds down and catches his breath.

After a moment, he presses kisses to Gellert's shoulder, his neck, his face, letting his lips roam in a playful trail along his skin.]

You are a wonder. I might never take my hands off of you.

[He grins at the sound, sagging against Albus even when they are parted. It is rare for him to feel complete, but in these moments, he does. His arms hold the other man in return and he brushes a kiss against Albus's forehead.]

I'd prefer if you didn't, actually. [Gellert chuckles, the sound happy and relaxed.] Albus, you're marvelous.

[He smiles at the kiss to his forehead, returning it in kind by pressing his mouth to Gellert's throat, lingering there.]

Then I will never release you. We will stay right here, entwined forever, for the rest of time.

If only, dear one, if only. [His head tilts back and he runs a hand over Albus's side.] Though I think this is a fine accomplishment. It feels magnificent, at the very least, and some would say love is worth a lifetime.

I would say so as well. [He looks presses more kisses to his neck, the affection in his expression radiating from his words.] You are eternally worthwhile, darling.

Of course you would! [He laughs throatily, tilting his head to nuzzle along Albus's jawline.] A fool blinded by love.

Look what you have made of me!

I have no regrets for what I've made of you. I cherish every bit of my influence if it keeps you with me.

You've turned me into a sap who wishes to lounge in bed instead of working on widespread, vital projects for Wizardkind.

[But is he struggling? No.]

[He grins then before planting a long, delicious kiss to his mouth.]

And I have no regrets about it. None in the slightest.

[He shivers to his core, his face flushing. His eyes are a bit wide, but then he grins.]

I've had quite an effect on you too.

That you have. You have made me far more a scoundrel than I was before I came here. [Not that he sounds displeased in the slightest.]

You've always been a scoundrel. I've just encouraged you to let those traits out to play. [With him, of course. He taps Albus's nose with his forefinger.]

What a wicked angel you are! [But he says the words with a laugh, before reaching down to lightly pinch Gellert's thigh.] Saying such terrible things to your deity, too.

[He huffs and swats at Albus's hand.] But I'm a scoundrel too! You're just more like me.

[He laughs even harder at the swat, reaching forward to kiss Gellert's face as if in apology.]

I suppose I am. We bring out the mischief in each other.

[His cheeks pink and he chuckles, his eyes closing briefly.]

Doesn't that make us a fine couple?

I think so. We delight in each other so easily. And in turn we enjoy each other quite thoroughly.

[A thought that he punctuates with another kiss, this one long and greedy.]

[The kiss robs him of breath and sanity. Gellert moans and laughs, the sounds intermingling.]

Love, if I didn't enjoy you, what would be the point?

[He laughs at that, nuzzling his face to Gellert's cheek.]

I'm not sure. I suppose personal enrichment or something else similarly dull-sounding.

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