[ He knew Albus would bristle. Getting a rise out of him, however small, is nice. The rest of his reactions are even better though, the sound his breath makes, the look in his eyes so long passed but so familiar that it makes his own breath shake, the brief startle in himself when Albus drags him forward--
--he's leaning into the desk so far that it's almost painful and Albus is pulling at his clothing but that just means he gets to return the favor, hands unbuttoning, unfastening, sliding under fabric to drag blunted nails over the younger wizard's abdomen. He's biting at Albus' lower lip again then, scratching - marking - his way back down to his hips and digging them in harshly through his trousers, yanking him against himself.
He shifts, just slightly, and it's impossible to miss just how aroused he is as well, harder than he can ever remember being pressed there against the inside of Albus' thigh. There's always been a desire in him for the younger man but this feels different, perhaps because of the changing dynamic. It's more a need now than a want.
Gellert dips his head down, teeth grazing his throat as warning of what may come. ]
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--he's leaning into the desk so far that it's almost painful and Albus is pulling at his clothing but that just means he gets to return the favor, hands unbuttoning, unfastening, sliding under fabric to drag blunted nails over the younger wizard's abdomen. He's biting at Albus' lower lip again then, scratching - marking - his way back down to his hips and digging them in harshly through his trousers, yanking him against himself.
He shifts, just slightly, and it's impossible to miss just how aroused he is as well, harder than he can ever remember being pressed there against the inside of Albus' thigh. There's always been a desire in him for the younger man but this feels different, perhaps because of the changing dynamic. It's more a need now than a want.
Gellert dips his head down, teeth grazing his throat as warning of what may come. ]