[He wasn't anticipating that, hearing his name spoken quite like that by anyone, much less Moran. He doesn't hate it. No, he quite likes it, the way that deep voice wraps him up like so much velvet. He hasn't thought about Moran quite this way before, but the more his lips work against Albert's skin, the more Albert wants him to keep going.
It doesn't have to go anywhere vital, nothing earth-shattering has to happen, but he wants to hold on to this gentleness for a while. He sways back slightly when Moran's arms move, not expecting hands on his shirt, either. But once they're working at his buttons, he settles his own hands at Moran's sides, down near his waist, giving him all the room he needs to work.
It's a split second decision, but Albert is the decisive sort, after all. He moves one hand to Moran's cheek and turns his head toward him before capturing Moran's lips for a gentle, unassuming, but direct kiss.]
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It doesn't have to go anywhere vital, nothing earth-shattering has to happen, but he wants to hold on to this gentleness for a while. He sways back slightly when Moran's arms move, not expecting hands on his shirt, either. But once they're working at his buttons, he settles his own hands at Moran's sides, down near his waist, giving him all the room he needs to work.
It's a split second decision, but Albert is the decisive sort, after all. He moves one hand to Moran's cheek and turns his head toward him before capturing Moran's lips for a gentle, unassuming, but direct kiss.]