Yes, of course you want to.

[ ignis tonguefucks him now, taking his time as he slips his tongue into that tight passage, getting him to loosen up further. he loves the sight he presents, on hands and knees and so ready to be depraved, his proper, elegant albert a wanton whore for him in bed.

he loves the difference between the albert he sees now and the albert in public, possessively pleased before he pulls out. he doesn't want to make him come yet, not quite. straightening up, he slicks up his own hard, throbbing cock, stroking himself and making sure albert sees it in the mirror beside them.

with a lazy smile, he reaches out and pins his cheek to the pillows, his palm curling over the back of his neck to keep him down. his other hand grasps his own cock, and he murmurs, ]

Watch. I'm going to bury my cock deep inside your tight little hole, darling. I'm going to fuck you the way you deserve to be fucked.

[ and slowly, slowly, he pushes his way in, a low groan of appreciation thrumming at the way albert is still so snug around him. ]