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[He chuckles gently before pressing another kiss to Gellert's face.]

Ah, and what a terrible fate for you to endure, I'm sure.

[His eyes close, drunk on the attention.]

Paradise is hardly a terrible fate.

[He smiles fondly at that, rewarding the words with another sweet, lingering kiss.]

Neither is keeping you in my arms.

[He groans and cradles the back of Albus's head, his fingers caressing his hair.]

And if your arms get tired, mine can gladly hold you.

[Nestling against Gellert's touch, he murmurs:]

Perhaps we can take turns, so that way we will be able to hold each other eternally.

[He rests their heads together affectionately.]

You do have delightful ideas.

[But he adds, kissing Albus tenderly:]

I'm not leaving you again.

[He returns the kiss, a slow, soft groan pouring out of him at the press of their lips.]

I know. And it is very reassuring to know it so deeply.

[Nuzzling Gellert gently, he says:] You have been more generous than I could have ever hoped for in your devotion since we've come here, love.

[Gellert is prompted to kiss Albus again at the groan, grabbing his hips possessively.]

I'm happy, I promise. This isn't me being selfless; I am taking what I want and finding far more than I ever realized existed.

[He lets out a shuddering breath at the grip of Gellert's hands on his hips, and his eyes spark with delight.]

Then take all you wish, then. I have found nothing but enjoyment when you do.

[He pulls their bodies flush together and slips his arms around Albus's waist.]

You are a feast, my dear. I will need time to enjoy you.

[He grins a little at that, groaning softly.]

Enjoy me all you wish. I am a table laid out for you to dine on at your leisure.

[Gellert smiles wickedly and runs his tongue over Albus's collarbone.]

A little nibble here, a little nibble there...

[He chuckles softly, his skin growing more sensitive under the heat of Gellert's tongue.]

Devour me all you like, as quickly or slowly as you please. I will enjoy every moment of it.

[How can he turn away from such a delicious offer? Gellert kisses down Albus's chest, looking up at his face cheekily.]

I won't leave an inch of you behind.

[Albus meets Gellert's gaze, his skin growing warmer the further he shifts down his body. He runs his fingers through Gellert's hair, his eyes heated and hungry, murmuring:]

Every inch of it belongs to you. It would be terrible if you neglected any of it with your beautiful attentions.

[He adores the fire in Albus's eyes and his kisses take him further down, pressing against his lover's sides.]

I won't neglect any piece of you. You're so exquisite; only a fool would turn down kissing you. In fact...

[Gellert spreads Albus's legs and kisses his inner thighs, licking the tender skin.]

[He shivers gently at the attentions to such sensitive skin, his body trembling softly under every kiss and lick. Albus' fingers curl in tightly, encouraging him as his body grows even more taut beneath his mouth.]

Ah, I know you would never leave me cold and wanting. You are far too generous for that.

My appetite is not so easily appeased. [He shifts his attentions to the other thigh, leaving small marks on the soft skin.] I do have a talent for art. You should let me draw you sometime.

From every angle.

[Albus spreads his legs open slightly, letting Gellert work at his thigh, his breath hitching with every small mark blossoming on his skin.]

If you like. Shall you have me pose for you enticingly?

[Each sound is alluring and Gellert kisses up to one of Albus's hips.]

Oh please! I may abandon the sketch early if you're too skilled of a model.

Oh, that is too tempting an idea. [His eyes sear with mischief.] I will have to think of the most tantalizing poses I can, to truly distract you away.

Do your best. [He glances up at him, eyes darkening.] Show me a sight that leaves me trembling.

[With a small, subtle grin, he takes Gellert's wrists in his hands.]

What if my pose is to simply press you down into your chair, so close to touch?

[He puts up no defense, his fingers curling towards his palms.]

Then you will hardly be playing fair!

However...

I won't complain.

[Leaning forward, he keeps Gellert's wrists in his hands as he presses a slow kiss to Gellert's throat.]

Ah, you would much prefer me when I play dirty, love.

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