"Mmm. Then maybe I'll keep it." He all but shivers the words into Jet's hair as the blond presses kiss after kiss into his sensitive neck, Albert's own hands beginning to map and trace now that the pesky shirt is out of the way.

Frankly, he likes being branded, likes that sense of belonging that goes with willingly submitting to to his partner's desires because those and his are one in the same, and it makes him happy to make Jet happy. And right now being close in any way at all will make them both very happy.

To that end, Albert kisses back when Jet reclaims his lips, gently guiding the both of them to the bed and slowly leaning the blond back against the mattress, the German's knees perched on either side of the American's hips and his body propped over his partner just far enough that he can get a good look at Jet, the necklace still dangling down between them and nearly brushing Jet's chest as Albert's fingers trace the other man's lips lightly.