[Albus lets out a low, breathless chuckle, before leaning in to press a kiss to the hollow of Gellert's throat.]

Well, then. Let me torment you no longer if you ache for me so.

[He withdraws his fingers slowly as he settles into position, wrapping his hands around Gellert's hips. His eyes gaze up at Gellert's face as he shifts to rub the head of his cock in teasing presses against Gellert's entrance. But he cannot torment them both much longer, and he begins to push with a slow movement and a long gasp.]