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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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I cannot argue with it, or else you might be restrained with me, and I could not bear that.

[His heartbeat thrums beneath the touch, the gentleness of Gellert's touches a beautiful contrast to the naughtiness of their words.]

I like that. We can have our tea while curled together on a couch by the fire.

Our relationship would be far less fun that way.

[His eyes lid and he sneaks his arms around Albus's waist, embracing him firmly.]

And you can tell me all about your teaching woes and your worries about the wider world outside.

And what would be the point if not to enjoy ourselves?

[Albus makes a soft noise of surprise and immediately accepts the embrace, leaning in closer and resting his face in the crook of Gellert's neck.]

I will. I'll regale you with the tales of my students' mischief and magic gone awry and spin you as many yarns as I can to keep you entertained.

I fully expect you to take advantage of me.

[He grins at the sound, rubbing over the other man's back. His dear Albus couldn't be more adorable if he tried.]

On other nights, I will regale you with tales instead and you can relax in my lap.

Oh, I very much shall. As much as I can, in fact.

[He punctuates the thought by squeezing Gellert's ass in his hand, grinning wickedly.]

I would like that. Your voice is so lovely when you tell a tale. I would love to lounge against you and hear you wind as many stories as you wished.

Please! [He spread his arms, smirking until the squeeze. His face colors and he groans.]

I can test your German and Bulgarian. [Gellert runs a hand down Albus's chest.] I will tell you something ridiculous now and then just to see if you pass.

[Albus laughs merrily at that, giving him another, firmer squeeze.]

I'll be throwing you over my desk every night, at this rate. My papers will be so disorganized.

[Sighing softly at Gellert's touch, he says:]

Tell me the most ridiculous things you desire. I'm all ears for whatever you might conjure.

[Gellert whimpers and cups Albus's face between his hands.]

Your papers will be forgotten. Instead of the scratching of a quill on parchment, your rooms will be filled with our voices.

[Grinning, he shakes his head.]

You really are smitten with me.

[Albus leans into Gellert's hands, his eyes warm and sparkling with delight.]

What a wonderful way to end a hard day of lessons. I'll try not to mind the mess.

[With a wicked grin, he answers:]

You're right, I am. What shall you do about it?

You won't even notice the mess. [He promises huskily, his thumbs stroking over Albus's cheeks.] We will end up in bed regardless.

[Gellert smiles brightly, pulling Albus into a long, hard kiss.]

...love you. I will love you.

You're right. And I can't say I will resist it, even a little bit.

[Albus groans softly into the kiss, returning it with equal enthusiasm and gripping Gellert all the more tightly. When they part, his eyes shine, and a loose, happy grin spreads across his face.]

What a wonderful gift, then. I will treasure every piece of your love.

I would be very upset with you if you did.

[He loves the tight grip and his eyes are darker when they part, a sensual smile on his slightly swollen lips.]

I won't pretend my affection isn't maddening. I hope you are prepared.

[Albus chuckles a little before leaning forward to nip at those beautifully swollen lips.

Eyes shining, he says:]

My darling, have I ever seemed unprepared or unhappy with your affections?

No, you seem to welcome it. [He grins, laughing lowly.] The world would think you are as mad as I am if they knew.

[The nipping isn't enough. Gellert gives into a much deeper, sweeter kiss, welcoming the madness, the love and all the rest.]

[Albus groans happily into the kiss, fingers curling against Gellert's skin as their mouths meet. He groans raggedly when they part, his eyes shining with love and desire when they pull away.]

Perhaps they would. And yet I cannot find it in myself to mind.

[He doesn't go far from Albus, keeping close so that he can kiss him on a whim. The contact is deliriously exciting and his heart races each time he feels his love returned.]

Let me break it to you, darling: the world thinks you are quite mad without me involved at all.

[Albus lets out a roar of a laugh at that, utterly gleeful and still smiling even as he kisses Gellert once more with a firm press of their mouths.]

You're quite right, I admit. But I would have it no other way, I'm afraid.

[He groans, grinning when they part.]

Let me show you what your madness has earned you...

[Gellert reaches around the other man, grabbing Albus's backside possessively.]

I'm claiming you, Albus Dumbledore, for life and for eternity.

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[Albus lets out a pleased, surprised noise as Gellert grips him, before letting out another mirthful laugh that he can barely contain.]

Ah, and is that how you will stake your claim? Squeezing my rear?

[He groans deeply, caressing and squeezing, giving into temptation.]

This is only the beginning. [Gellert nibbles on Albus's shoulder.] I plan to stake my claim inside of you.

[Albus' amused laughter shifts into a low groan, the words alone sending a shudder through his body. He sighs as Gellert touches him, helpless to such attentions, all of his mirth shifting so quickly into heat.]

You shall have me, then. Every inch of me belongs to you.

[He grazes his nails over Albus's backside, growling possessively in his lover's ear.]

You're right. All of you belongs to me. All of you will be delighted by me.

[Gellert gives him a teasingly light kiss, smiling tenderly.]

[Albus groans gently into the kiss, his whole body suddenly alight with anticipating, the heat of him centered on where Gellert's hands grip him.

Holding onto Gellert's shoulders, his cock slowly swelling between his legs, he says:]

Then take me. Do whatever you wish to me. I'm yours.

[Gellert's eyes flash with arousal and thinks quickly, licking his lips.]

Get on your knees, Albus. Face away from me.

[He summons the oil and shifts out of his lover's way.]

I want to make you crumble.

[The words tug a soft sigh of desire from him, and his eyes spark with mischief at such a request. He obeys wordlessly, shifting on the bed to kneel before sinking down onto his hands, perched next to Gellert on the bed.

Cheekily, he asks:]

Is this how you'd like me?

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