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[video] Halloween Curse shenanigans

Well, I have to admit, this has been a very curious morning.

[Albus Dumbledore is sitting in a chair in front of a small table ~~in a place that is not his normal living quarters shhhh~~ and looking at his own hand with a small, mischievous look on his face.

There's nothing in his hand, until his smears his thumb over his palm and a small hard candy appears. He raises his hand up and drops into the palm of his other hand. And then drops another hard candy, and another. And then he releases a candy cane, and a lollipop, and a roll of taffy, letting them accumulate in a small pile on a table in front of him, each item appearing out of thin air.

It's almost like watching a magician pull a trick, except his sleeves are rolled up, and he doesn't have his wand.

He seems utterly delighted by this, his eyes shining with even more mischief than normal.]

Tell me, would anyone be interested in some candy?

((OOC: Dumbledore is now a deity! Specifically the deity of sweets.))

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[Even unspoken, it's as if he can hear the words in his bones and in his blood. And unspoken, his body replies in turn: And I am yours. Only yours.

He comes with a long, low keen, all of his desire and love poured into the sounds that roll through his throat. His fingers clench in Gellert's hair, gripping him tightly as his hips push up towards him, savoring every bit of heat as his pleasure overtakes him and fades. When he's done, he collapses down, breathing hard and his skin beaded with sweat, a loose smile on his face all the while.]

[Albus doesn't need to speak; Gellert feels the truth deep within and he treasures his lover's pleasure. The heat against his tongue and the back of his throat causes him to groan and he sucks until Albus is utterly spent. Then, with a soft whimper, he releases his lover and gathers him into his arms, burying his face against his neck.]

Feeling good, love?

[Albus laughs softly, his smile as loose as his limbs as he gathers himself. He wraps his arms loosely around Gellert's back, murmuring:]

As exquisite as ever. You are too talented with me, love.

[He lifts his head and nudges their foreheads together, delighting in how relaxed Albus is in this moment.]

You've let me practice and I've never failed at anything I studied intently.

[Albus grins wickedly at that, stroking his palm over Gellert's spine and meeting his forehead gleefully.]

That's true. You are very quick to learn. And I have enjoyed your skills very much.

[Gellert arches, unashamed, his eyes lidded and his lips slightly parted.]

Since you are my favorite subject...

[He flashes a grin and settles against his lover, admiring his features.]

[Albus sighs softly, his arms winding around Gellert as they settle closer together. His eyes lidded and content, he says:]

Well, if I am to be studied so lovingly and pleasurably, how can I resist?

[He has found home in Albus's arms. No one else - nothing else - can make him feel like this and he presses his lips to the side of his lover's neck, lingering there.]

I don't have to sneak into your bedroom anymore.

No, you don't. My bedroom is freely yours.

[Smiling, tilting to lean his face against Gellert's, he adds:]

As is my bed. As am I.

Your bed is of no use to me without you in it. [He whispers against Albus's ear, running a hand up and down his lover's chest.] With or without clothes - you will likely end up the same way.

[Albus huffs a small laugh before kissing the side of Gellert's face, humming his pleasure at Gellert's gentle touches.]

I imagine you are right. I am terrible at resisting you.

[He teases a nipple, stroking the nub with his thumb.]

You had to be terrible at something, Albus. Don't hold it against yourself.

[Albus chuckles softly, though it shifts quickly into a gasp as his nipple perks and hardens so easily under Gellert's attentions.]

Especially when it is a weakness you enjoy so thoroughly, I'm sure.

[Gellert grins and draws an intricate pattern to Albus's other nipple, seeing to it too.]

It does work out rather nicely for me. Is it wrong for me to reap the benefits?

[Albus gasps and perks easily underneath, his skin so easily entranced by even such simple advances.]

Not at all, when you share them with me so generously.

[He admires the sight, breathing across the nub teasingly.]

Isn't love about generosity? [Gellert slides his tongue across the newly hardened nipples, purring.]

That it is. [He gasps long and hard at the attentions to his nipples, arching under the touches, his skin sparking and heating under such glorious touches.]

And you are very generous.

[His hand dips down between Albus's legs, fondling and caressing him.]

You make such a pretty sight; I'm merely giving into my instincts.

[Albus gasps, breathless and ragged, as Gellert fondles him. Even at the barest touch of such a caress, he begins to swell, helpless to do anything but heat at each of Gellert's touches.]

And what do your instincts tell you now?

[Gellert smirks and his fingertips slide down Albus's shaft, encouraging that delicious swelling. He adores being wanted by this man; nothing is sweeter in life.]

That you want me more and more as time passes. Soon I will need to help you.

[He shudders softly, his cock hard and hot against Gellert's hand, achingly wanting even with such subtle touches.]

I always want you, love. I imagine I always will.

[Albus couldn't be lovelier, all hot and aroused for him. Gellert grips him tighter, stroking him from base to tip and then back again.]

You don't have to imagine. I'm touching you right now and you're not hiding how much you want me.

[Albus lets out a stuttered sound, his hips jerking forward as Gellert's hand grips him. Exhaling shakily, he reaches up to grip Gellert's back, breathing out:]

I'm not. I don't think I ever could. You possess me too much.

[Gellert slides his hand down to the base and holds him hostage. His words are growled possessively:]

What will you do for me to continue, sweet Albus?

[He moans, long and soft and breathless.]

I will do anything you desire. Beg you until my voice is gone, or kiss you until my lips bleed, or touch you until our skin is raw from feeling.

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