[ Moran calls him by his name, whispers it into his ear like it is something precious and worth protecting. Because it is. To him, it is.
He opens his mouth and lightly bites on the man's earlobe again before sucking on it softly. Letting it slide out past his lips, he turns his head to kiss Albert's neck -- just soft, little pecks against the skin. Albert is doing as he will, and probably would not appreciate having to explain bite marks on his neck.
His hands slide around to the front of Albert's shirt -- his fingers toy a little with the buttons before he starts to undo them. ]
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[ Moran calls him by his name, whispers it into his ear like it is something precious and worth protecting. Because it is. To him, it is.
He opens his mouth and lightly bites on the man's earlobe again before sucking on it softly. Letting it slide out past his lips, he turns his head to kiss Albert's neck -- just soft, little pecks against the skin. Albert is doing as he will, and probably would not appreciate having to explain bite marks on his neck.
His hands slide around to the front of Albert's shirt -- his fingers toy a little with the buttons before he starts to undo them. ]