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[Action for Albus.]

[He sends a message via Patronus. The Phoenix seems extra proud, preening and displaying his ghostly feathers as if he is in the midst of...a mating dance?]

Albus, meet me in Fayren forest at our last camp site.

[Gellert's voice gives nothing away. At said site, magic has transformed the land. Balls of flame in red, orange and gold line the perimeter and, interestingly, in the center, there is a...nest. A large bird nest.]

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[Gellert is nursing burned hands, but trust him, it is so worthwhile.]

I adore Fayren Forest. There really is nothing like it! [It's a place of dream fulfillment for him, at least.] I need good suggestions for wine. I'm fairly easy to please where alcohol is concerned, but others surely have a more discerning tongue.

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How long will that last? Five minutes? [Less if it is up to him. He will run to Albus's bed and slip under the covers.]

[Laughing, he answers:] . It would last probably all of two seconds before you would tackle me right to the floor.

You wouldn't be upset about it, either. [He chuckles too, charmed by Albus's laughter.]

I might protest for a second or two, but knowing you and those hands of yours, I would end my complaints very quickly.

My hands and my mouth can silence you even faster. [He kisses the corner of Albus's lips teasingly.]

Mm, silence might be the wrong word. [He smiles into the kiss, looking wicked as he adds:] After all, I might groan and sigh quite a bit.

Mmm shall we say I will drive you into incoherency, then? [He rests a hand on Albus's thigh, chuckling.] Oh that's just music.

Ah, that would be very accurate. [Albus sighs at the touch to his thigh, smiling all the more at its warmth.] And I will be quite generous with my music.

Your music is the sweetest I've ever heard. [He strokes Albus's thigh, his hand rising dangerously.] I know you sing for no one else.

[Albus lets out a rising sigh as Gellert's hand slides higher, a flush of blood heating him the more he climbs.]

I don't, not for another soul. I am a very particular songbird. No one else could ever take such sounds from me.

[Gellert laughs, low and deep, sucking on the side of Albus's neck. His fingertips follow the path of heat to the base of his lover's member. He caresses the shaft ever so gently, grinning in delight.]

I would kill them if they tried. Especially if they desired to force you.

[His expression softens at those words, even as low sighs pour out of him, his waist rolling into the touches of Gellert's hand.]

Fear not, love. No one would be able to force such a thing from me, not with my skills and yours.

[He watches the motion of Albus's hips, entranced by the hard (and growing harder) evidence that he is desired. Albus could keep him far away if he wanted to; he has the power. Yet he wants him close; like this and Gellert can't help touching him, his fingers wrapping around his lover's shaft and stroking him slowly.]

You could keep me from you too. But you don't.

I don't. [He looks a little more thoughtful at that, though his body still reacts all the while, gently pushing into each stroke. With stuttered breaths, he reaches up to stroke his palms over Gellert's face, murmuring:]

You would never force me, love. I would never need to keep you from me because you would not do such a thing to me.

[He smiles and presses an open-mouthed kiss against Albus's wrist. His hand moves quicker and his eyes flash with desire.]

I am intoxicated on the power you give me. I am intoxicated on how you look at this moment, Albus.

[Gellert kisses a hot line down his lover's chest, humming.]

[Albus' voice stutters in his throat, his eyes sliding shut as Gellert strokes him all the more. He pushes up towards the touch of his hand, his cock swollen and impossibly hot beneath his touches, and he knows he is so very close to tumbling over the edge.]

I would have it no other way. You have all of me, and all of the power over me, ahh--

[He knows no mercy; not in this. Not in much, actually. Albus's words are like a catalyst and Gellert dips his head, sucking on the head of his lover's arousal. His tongue swirls around the tender flesh, his hand still moving over the shaft.]

[Ohhhh, that is unfair. He could keep himself in a certain pace beneath Gellert's hand, but then Gellert sucks at him, warm and beautiful and hot to the touch. Even a stoic man could not resist.

With this his fingers scrabbling at Gellert's scalp, he murmurs "Gellert..." before coming hard against his tongue eager and overwhelmed.]

[Perfect. Gellert groans in triumph, swallowing every last drop, sucking on Albus until he is completely spent. He pulls back with a low, happy chuckle.]

Surprised?

[Albus chuckles slightly, although a little breathless from his climax. Softly, he strokes Gellert's face, wearing a small grin.]

You are abominably cheeky.

[He straddles Albus's hips and gently traces over his features with one finger.]

You inspire my cheekiness with your beauty and your wit.

[Albus sighs softly, shifting one arm to wrap loosely around Gellert's waist, holding him steady in his straddle.]

Ah, so I am doomed to endure it forever, then? What a fate to have!

Yes. [He replies, voice playfully flat. Gellert then grins down at his lover, stroking over his arms as they hold him.]

You are doomed.

[Albus groans softly, his eyes sparking with wickedness as he strokes Gellert's waist and looks up at him.]

What terrible fate will you inflict on me?

Well, it begins with this... [He bows his head and kisses a line down Albus's chest.] Isn't it awful?

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