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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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[Albus is quiet a moment, though his embrace never wavers.]

If I had to.

[He stills and seems to hold his breath.]

I would die at that moment.

[Albus stills at that, his grip on Gellert tightening.]

Don't say that.

[He sighs shakily, his brow furrowing.]

The best part of me will perish.

[Albus shakes his head slowly, his fingers still tight on Gellert's skin.]

It won't come to that.

[He kisses Albus quickly and fiercely, holding onto him with all his might.]

[Albus returns the kiss just as fiercely, his hands and his lips betraying the desperation his feels. His arms wrap tightly around Gellert's body, holding him in as close an embrace as he can manage, so that his every touch screams his love and his bittersweet memories of before.]

[It hurts and it feels better than anything ever has before. Gellert wants to sob and yell and put a barrier around them that no one can cross. The Blood Pact is more than a Pact - it's more than magic; it's a symbol of their souls touching. No matter what appearance Albus wears, Gellert trusts he will know him - and vice versa. If the charm and necklace are shattered, will he cease to know Albus so well? Will a part of him die?

Loneliness is an old friend to him - to both of them - but after knowing how wonderful it can feel to be loved, Gellert doesn't want to give it up. He growls in his desperation, shaking as he grips Albus to him tightly.

You can have everything. But don't take yourself from me.]

[Albus breaks the kiss only when they begin to run out of air, but he never loosens the embrace -- his arms are tightly bound around Gellert, all of his feeling poured into the way he touches him. He leans his forehead to Gellert and meets his eyes with a sad, loving expression, aching with everything unspoken between them.]

It will not happen to us, love. Not here.

[His throat is too tight for him to answer at first. Gellert's eyes are filled with hunger, desperation, fear and a love that will never fade. The contact gives him some courage, however, and he lifts a finger to gently touch Albus's lips.]

Take my freedom from me if I go too far. Just don't deny...this. Us.

Edited 2019-06-07 14:02 (UTC)

[Albus presses a kiss to Gellert's finger as it traces him, though there is still a sadness in his eyes, and his embrace never loosens.]

I promise. Whatever it takes to keep us together, my love.

[He nuzzles their cheeks together, smiling with equal sorrow.]

If I could be imprisoned with you - at Hogwarts - I would never break the law again.

[Albus laughs softly, though there is still a melancholy in his eyes.]

Would I need to handcuff you to my bedframe to keep you content?

Only if that entices you. [He pulls back and grins into Albus's eyes.] I would be yours.

You would be. [He smiles a little more, slinging one arm loosely around Gellert's back.] I would keep you content in your prison with me.

[Gellert grins and leans close to nuzzles their lips together, murmuring:]

You will find I am easy to please if you are in the picture.

[Albus chuckles softly before pressing a small kiss to his mouth.]

Ah, what a wonderful jailer I would be. You would be entirely in my sway.

You fell in love with me and showed me what that felt like first. It's only right that you are stuck with me, Professor.

[He laughs and holds up his hands for his "cuffs".]

[Albus laughs and then, as a jest, conjures a glimmering light around Gellert's wrists, which holds for a moment before disappearing.

Teasing, he says:]

I suppose you are right. And I would not mind having you as my own personal pet, after all.

[His lips quirk and he wiggles his fingers, leaning forward to steal a few kisses despite being "bound".]

Who knew you could be so naughty? What would you ask of your pet?

[Albus grins into the kisses, returning them even as the mischief in his eyes grows all the more bright.]

You make me naughty, you know. I was never so filthy without you.

[To emphasize the idea, he reaches down to pinch Gellert's hip before answering:]

I would ask you to endure every pleasure I could think of. I'd keep you bound all night long, until you were too spent and pleasured to speak.

[He tuts and shakes his head slowly, keeping close to Albus despite the kisses coming to an end.]

That really is a shame; you should embrace that side of yourself.

[Moving away from the pinch, he huffs.]

So you knew I was too exhausted to cause mischief the next day while you taught?

[Albus growls lightly, looking at Gellert with heat in his gaze.]

Am I not embracing it now, my darling?

[Rubbing Gellert's hip in apology, he murmurs:]

No, my love -- it'd be so you'd be content with your lot, happy to spend your time with me in my quarters and sated every single night.

[He feels a shiver race across his skin and he smiles slowly.]

I am very grateful for that.

[Gellert nuzzles back against Albus, easily appeased.]

You think you would have to work that hard to sate me? Albus, I want to be with you. If we spend our evenings making terrific love, I will not complain! But if you are tired and want to relax, I will love that too.

[Teasing, he says:] As well you should be! Everyone else thinks I'm so proper and restrained.

[Curling up closer, he says:]

You are sweet to me, and I treasure it. I admit, it makes me want to make it worthwhile to you all the more -- a vicious, pleasurable cycle, isn't it?

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