[ Would that Albedo could offer some smoldering language of his own, but he can only speak to what he feels, observes. Perhaps that is enough, if Kaeya finds his way of speaking of things attractive, and if his own pleasure helps as well, then that's all the better.

The way made deliriously easy now by Kaeya's precome, Albedo continues to work his fingers over his cock, his confidence growing with each stroke, following the rhythm of what seems to please his partner the most, what makes his cock twitch beneath Albedo's careful touch. ]

H-have you?

[ He sounds a little breathless - still from his orgasm, yes, but also because of the effect those words have on him. His heart flutters, wrapping his mind about the idea that there was something...premeditated about this. Kaeya did not merely bring him home because they were drunk together at a party and gumdrops wanted them to kiss?

Heat burgeons anew in his stomach, his cheeks flaring with warmth. It's terribly flattering, to know that the Calvary Captain has wanted him before this night, has imagined what it might be like to be with him. It's the sort of thing Albedo has never considered wanting to hear before, and yet here he is, reveling in this new information. ]

Did you think about...the rest? What I might look like, if you undressed me? If you took me in your mouth and made me come?

[ ...Perhaps he does alright with the dirty talk, when he leans into it. ]