[ Something occurs to him and he pulls away -- there is a look of appreciation in how Albert is on the couch; the way that his body seems to want him. He breathes a little sharp in through his nose, feeling his own pants become quite uncomfortable at the sight.
But he pauses only to dig through his jacket in order to produce a small bottle. His head cants to the side as a way to brush off the appearance of it. However, that evening at the bar, he had intended to go home with someone and wasn't certain if that someone would be a woman or a man. He flicks the top of it off to pour some of the contents on his artificial fingers. ]
Albert. [ Moran calls to him as his fingers once more bringing between his legs, lightly touching him at his entrance before he gently slides one finger in. ] I swear myself to you, as well. Your will and dreams here... I'll see them come true.
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[ Something occurs to him and he pulls away -- there is a look of appreciation in how Albert is on the couch; the way that his body seems to want him. He breathes a little sharp in through his nose, feeling his own pants become quite uncomfortable at the sight.
But he pauses only to dig through his jacket in order to produce a small bottle. His head cants to the side as a way to brush off the appearance of it. However, that evening at the bar, he had intended to go home with someone and wasn't certain if that someone would be a woman or a man. He flicks the top of it off to pour some of the contents on his artificial fingers. ]
Albert. [ Moran calls to him as his fingers once more bringing between his legs, lightly touching him at his entrance before he gently slides one finger in. ] I swear myself to you, as well. Your will and dreams here... I'll see them come true.