[Albus' body arches desperattely as Gellert's body takes him in, enveloping him in heat, sending quakes of pleasure through his whole being. His hands scramble to hold onto Gellert's waist, his breathing stuttering in his throat as he's taken in. Ah, it feels so good, and he grips Gellert all the more tightly as he pushes himself in further.]

Merlin, love, ah, you beautiful thing...