Alucard \\ Adrian F. Ţepeş (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
cryptsleeper) wrote2018-11-10 11:26 pm
cryptsleeper) wrote2018-11-10 11:26 pm
[When that bite is felt, and oh it is felt, that's practically permission to speed Alucard's hips. Being jackasses at each other is well and truly over, the rest is just about what pleases them both because there has been too much teasing.
That bite also prompts an all too drawn out iteration of Trevor's name, laced with too heavy breath and half closed eyes. His fingers release Trevor's ass for just a minute, grab onto a new spot, and when the clamp back down it is with glorious and renewed purpose.
Alucard's terribly close. Closer just because of those noises, if there's to be any honest truth.]
That bite also prompts an all too drawn out iteration of Trevor's name, laced with too heavy breath and half closed eyes. His fingers release Trevor's ass for just a minute, grab onto a new spot, and when the clamp back down it is with glorious and renewed purpose.
Alucard's terribly close. Closer just because of those noises, if there's to be any honest truth.]
Well good, because you're making this fucking weird.
[ That was probably meant to come out a little harsher than it actually does, because it comes out sounding so ridiculously adoring that he's not sure the words actually came out of his own mouth. ]
It's good to see you smiling, you dramatic fuck.
[ That was probably meant to come out a little harsher than it actually does, because it comes out sounding so ridiculously adoring that he's not sure the words actually came out of his own mouth. ]
It's good to see you smiling, you dramatic fuck.
Good that you're the cause of it.
[Fuck it, his voice cracks. Finally.]
[Fuck it, his voice cracks. Finally.]
[ There are more of them. Less dramatic now, but more constant, because all of this, all of this is swiftly becoming too much. The way he's rocking his hips is desperate, shamefully uncoordinated and probably wouldn't be all that helpful were Alucard not so close already, because he absolutely has to bring Alucard off before this crosses the line from amazing to actually painful.
He has to, because that soft cry of his name makes it so very much not an option to not finish this properly. He licks over the bite one more time before moving upwards, above Alucard's face with the best shit-eating grin he can manage (right now? not a very good one. It's too loving, too content. But he's trying). ]
Spoiled little princeling.
[ And with that, he's kissing Alucard before he can make any sort of retort. ]
He has to, because that soft cry of his name makes it so very much not an option to not finish this properly. He licks over the bite one more time before moving upwards, above Alucard's face with the best shit-eating grin he can manage (right now? not a very good one. It's too loving, too content. But he's trying). ]
Spoiled little princeling.
[ And with that, he's kissing Alucard before he can make any sort of retort. ]
I'm going to blame this shit on you when Sypha sees it, because I'm not dealing with this twice.
[ But he's putting his arms around Alucard, pulling them closer. He's maybe, maybe a little bit proud that he has it in him to make one of the two best people in the world so happy. ]
You both deserve all of this. You both deserve so very much.
[ But he's putting his arms around Alucard, pulling them closer. He's maybe, maybe a little bit proud that he has it in him to make one of the two best people in the world so happy. ]
You both deserve all of this. You both deserve so very much.
[Shit eating or far too content, it doesn't matter. Alucard's ability to do words right now is absolutely gone, it's all he can do to just kiss back. Kiss back and hold Trevor right there for just as long as he can.
The kiss doesn't last for long. Alucard can feel something incredibly warm starting to form in the pit of his stomach. His hips are too wild and barely controlled, and as terrible as it'd be to just finish with Trevor's mouth still on his, Alucard isn't a monster.
(While true, this is also not exactly what he is thinking in the moment. He is primarily thinking that he needs air.)
There's a soft moan, and it quickly crescendos. A half strangled cry of Trevor's name again, lost to just pleasure. Slightly more successful attempts to touch all of Trevor as humanly possible, because the hand in Trevor's hair tightens, so does the grip on his ass, and Alucard arches up, up, up to try and bring them closer together. His neck's all too exposed. His face is flushed. His hair is going to look like shit in a few moree seconds.]
The kiss doesn't last for long. Alucard can feel something incredibly warm starting to form in the pit of his stomach. His hips are too wild and barely controlled, and as terrible as it'd be to just finish with Trevor's mouth still on his, Alucard isn't a monster.
(While true, this is also not exactly what he is thinking in the moment. He is primarily thinking that he needs air.)
There's a soft moan, and it quickly crescendos. A half strangled cry of Trevor's name again, lost to just pleasure. Slightly more successful attempts to touch all of Trevor as humanly possible, because the hand in Trevor's hair tightens, so does the grip on his ass, and Alucard arches up, up, up to try and bring them closer together. His neck's all too exposed. His face is flushed. His hair is going to look like shit in a few moree seconds.]
MMmmmm, she won't buy it. She's been working with me in the lab most days, and we've both been aware you've been out here.
[There's arms right around Trevor back. They're the same arms that have held Trevor through far too much trauma and recovery lately, and so to have this wonderful, boundless happiness instead is the greatest joy.]
And we have you to make it so.
[There's arms right around Trevor back. They're the same arms that have held Trevor through far too much trauma and recovery lately, and so to have this wonderful, boundless happiness instead is the greatest joy.]
And we have you to make it so.
Then I'll just hide in the hold until everyone's done having feelings at me.
[ Oh, he's laughing as he says it, but it's a legitimate threat. This is overwhelming. But it's also wonderful. So, so wonderful. They've been through so much for his sake, it's nice to be able to start repaying that. ]
[ Oh, he's laughing as he says it, but it's a legitimate threat. This is overwhelming. But it's also wonderful. So, so wonderful. They've been through so much for his sake, it's nice to be able to start repaying that. ]
Impossible. We'll never stop having feelings at you or about you, and you just need to get used to it.
[After so many years, he's still not, and it's a little upsetting some days. But today isn't such a day, and Alucard can only nuzzle the top of Trevor's head. They are here and alive and whole in the beautiful summer sun that actually sets without resetting.]
I'll have the grace to look surprised though.
[After so many years, he's still not, and it's a little upsetting some days. But today isn't such a day, and Alucard can only nuzzle the top of Trevor's head. They are here and alive and whole in the beautiful summer sun that actually sets without resetting.]
I'll have the grace to look surprised though.
[ Nonsense. His hair is going to look amazing.
Gradually, gradually, Trevor stills. He lets himself sink down to Alucard's side, lets Alucard slide out from inside him. And it takes him a moment to get his breath back, but when he does he reaches over (his arms feel like lead suddenly, but this is important). He's stroking Alucard's hair now, and the gesture is impossibly soft compared to all of what came before it. ]
You take such wonderful care of your loyal subjects, princeling.
Gradually, gradually, Trevor stills. He lets himself sink down to Alucard's side, lets Alucard slide out from inside him. And it takes him a moment to get his breath back, but when he does he reaches over (his arms feel like lead suddenly, but this is important). He's stroking Alucard's hair now, and the gesture is impossibly soft compared to all of what came before it. ]
You take such wonderful care of your loyal subjects, princeling.
[Fact: his hair looks like flattened Barbie doll hair, and Trevor's hand there is...well, neither adding nor making it worse than it already is.
Leave it to Trevor to make coming down from all of that be nothing more than a sudden return to form. One that gets a deep and tired laugh, but a laugh no less because fuck. Just. Fuck.
Alucard manages to find enough energy to drag Trevor close enough. He's terribly sensitive and there's a stickiness on his lower torso that will have to be taken care of, but he wants Trevor here.]
I am nothing if I do not serve.
Leave it to Trevor to make coming down from all of that be nothing more than a sudden return to form. One that gets a deep and tired laugh, but a laugh no less because fuck. Just. Fuck.
Alucard manages to find enough energy to drag Trevor close enough. He's terribly sensitive and there's a stickiness on his lower torso that will have to be taken care of, but he wants Trevor here.]
I am nothing if I do not serve.
Well shit. You should have told me that before I got attached. Too fucking late now.
[ He'll always be a little like this. It's hard to grow accustomed to being surrounded with this much love after so long of being deprived of it completely. But he'll try. Maybe. Every now and then. ]
She won't buy that, either. Because I'm not going to tell her about it until the thing's finished. And I saw you looking at the strawberries. You're going to serve them to her, because of course you are, and so she's going to know that you've known a while as soon as she sees the plant.
[ He'll always be a little like this. It's hard to grow accustomed to being surrounded with this much love after so long of being deprived of it completely. But he'll try. Maybe. Every now and then. ]
She won't buy that, either. Because I'm not going to tell her about it until the thing's finished. And I saw you looking at the strawberries. You're going to serve them to her, because of course you are, and so she's going to know that you've known a while as soon as she sees the plant.
You're ours. You know that.
[Gentle and possessive. Far better than having to weaponize it as the turning demanded of them.]
I am going to clamp down on every urge I have to grab said strawberries, suggest you just stuff them into your mouth right now, and go to the library so I can help you figure this final part out.
[More importantly:]
Is there a blackberry patch?
[Gentle and possessive. Far better than having to weaponize it as the turning demanded of them.]
I am going to clamp down on every urge I have to grab said strawberries, suggest you just stuff them into your mouth right now, and go to the library so I can help you figure this final part out.
[More importantly:]
Is there a blackberry patch?
Not yet. I got lucky with the strawberries. They were already here, just needed replanting. I was going to dig up some of the wild blackberries to plant them here, but they’re a little too far away.
[ He’s still technically recovering, after all. Well enough to be left to himself and to work, but not well enough to be out of yelling for help range of the two of them. And more important, he’s actually trying to care about that. Following the rules and everything. Actually Behaving, and not just doing it to try to fluster the vampire. ]
[ He’s still technically recovering, after all. Well enough to be left to himself and to work, but not well enough to be out of yelling for help range of the two of them. And more important, he’s actually trying to care about that. Following the rules and everything. Actually Behaving, and not just doing it to try to fluster the vampire. ]
[ As is often Trevor's opinion on so many situations, cleaning up can wait. This is so much more important.
He's- okay, sometimes he is less than careful with Alucard in these times. But he's careful right now, every movement soft and slow and delicate. As if Alucard is made of glass rather than being the sturdiest fucker here. One arm is draped over his chest, one playing softly with his hair (and his hair does look amazing, in the way that an animal puffing itself up to look larger and more threatening looks amazing. Trevor likes it that way, anyway. It's always a good morning when Alucard forgets to fix it before serving breakfast and takes just a little too long to figure out why both he and Sypha are looking so infuriatingly smug). ]
Are you going to sleep in the fucking bed from now on? Or have I gone and encouraged you to leave me sleeping on my own every time?
He's- okay, sometimes he is less than careful with Alucard in these times. But he's careful right now, every movement soft and slow and delicate. As if Alucard is made of glass rather than being the sturdiest fucker here. One arm is draped over his chest, one playing softly with his hair (and his hair does look amazing, in the way that an animal puffing itself up to look larger and more threatening looks amazing. Trevor likes it that way, anyway. It's always a good morning when Alucard forgets to fix it before serving breakfast and takes just a little too long to figure out why both he and Sypha are looking so infuriatingly smug). ]
Are you going to sleep in the fucking bed from now on? Or have I gone and encouraged you to leave me sleeping on my own every time?
[There has never been denial that the vampire adores being held and touched like this. Nor has there ever been a mystery on the topic either. The minute everything clicked into place with how it would be, there was no restraint of affection or the many variations of it. Present in everything, at least when Alucard is the one doing the touching, is that undercurrent of possessiveness, like this could still be wrenched from him at any moment. It's impossible for him to get rid of, not for fear at all, but because that same undercurrent was as much of his parent's relationship as their endless affection for each other as well.
So when there's no note of that from the others, he's just as undone as he is through more rousing activity. There's a deeper glow, and he closes his eyes just a moment to curl around that warmth. Hang on. Because the other reason he adores these moments and their gentleness is because Alucard has seen what those hands can do. What they can bend, what they can break, what they can destroy. To be like this, to hold on as gentle as possible, that is a choice. Deliberate and well considered, and he revels in that fact.
His eyes flutter open again (because he knows how it looks and he is nothing if not giving.)]
Hm. I consider myself extremely persuaded.
[Alucard could be an asshole, but everything about Trevor right now is arguing against that. He's going to just stay undone for the rest of the day. One hand reaching over Trevor's shoulder, resting on his back. The other resting on what he can reach of Trevro's side.]
So when there's no note of that from the others, he's just as undone as he is through more rousing activity. There's a deeper glow, and he closes his eyes just a moment to curl around that warmth. Hang on. Because the other reason he adores these moments and their gentleness is because Alucard has seen what those hands can do. What they can bend, what they can break, what they can destroy. To be like this, to hold on as gentle as possible, that is a choice. Deliberate and well considered, and he revels in that fact.
His eyes flutter open again (because he knows how it looks and he is nothing if not giving.)]
Hm. I consider myself extremely persuaded.
[Alucard could be an asshole, but everything about Trevor right now is arguing against that. He's going to just stay undone for the rest of the day. One hand reaching over Trevor's shoulder, resting on his back. The other resting on what he can reach of Trevro's side.]
I can leave some cuttings later today. I was about to go to the kitchen for the foraging basket.
[There is something else here though, something that's much deeper. Perhaps unintentional. But it is worth clarifying, because if it's intentional then the vampire might actually break.]
Managing a garden like this requires constant attention, you know. Is this a declaration of intent?
[He asks it softly. Mildly. Almost unsure if he should put the question out there.
There is also a stray hair of Trevor's hair out of place, undone by the breeze. Alucard fixes that quickly, tucking it back into place.]
[There is something else here though, something that's much deeper. Perhaps unintentional. But it is worth clarifying, because if it's intentional then the vampire might actually break.]
Managing a garden like this requires constant attention, you know. Is this a declaration of intent?
[He asks it softly. Mildly. Almost unsure if he should put the question out there.
There is also a stray hair of Trevor's hair out of place, undone by the breeze. Alucard fixes that quickly, tucking it back into place.]
The fuck kind of question is that?
[ Yes.
This is the man who told a horse that he was fucking a vampire with a completely straight face, and now here he is, struggling to talk about gardening. ]
I started it back before we knew if I'd be able to use the whip again. [ It had been in doubt, for a little while. Alucard's recovery had been painful but certain, but it didn't work that way for humans. Very little has ever been certain with humans. ] So I'd have something I could do. And- fuck.
[ It's easy to talk about the concept of being stuck here. Less easy to talk about choosing to stay. And so he falls back on his old reliable means of communicating with Alucard: sassing him by throwing his own words back at him. ]
I'm yours. You know that.
[ Yes.
This is the man who told a horse that he was fucking a vampire with a completely straight face, and now here he is, struggling to talk about gardening. ]
I started it back before we knew if I'd be able to use the whip again. [ It had been in doubt, for a little while. Alucard's recovery had been painful but certain, but it didn't work that way for humans. Very little has ever been certain with humans. ] So I'd have something I could do. And- fuck.
[ It's easy to talk about the concept of being stuck here. Less easy to talk about choosing to stay. And so he falls back on his old reliable means of communicating with Alucard: sassing him by throwing his own words back at him. ]
I'm yours. You know that.
...You don't have to stop, you know.
[Alucard says it very softly, hand still lingering in Trevor's hair. He moves it slowly. Rests it on his cheek. Stays there, just being there.] You should keep buildling.
[Because if they're going to stay, really stay, stay for even just a year instead of returning to the world again, then he'll need something else to do. Sypha will. Alucard won't because he has his patterns and the Hold always needs attention.
And for those words, Alucard brings his forehead to Trevor's. Rests it there, because again he needs to see what such simple things can do. How they can make his face both the brightest and bring forth the happiest tears because there is knowing that simple fact and then it is hearing Trevor say it.]
More than that, I'm yours.
[Alucard says it very softly, hand still lingering in Trevor's hair. He moves it slowly. Rests it on his cheek. Stays there, just being there.] You should keep buildling.
[Because if they're going to stay, really stay, stay for even just a year instead of returning to the world again, then he'll need something else to do. Sypha will. Alucard won't because he has his patterns and the Hold always needs attention.
And for those words, Alucard brings his forehead to Trevor's. Rests it there, because again he needs to see what such simple things can do. How they can make his face both the brightest and bring forth the happiest tears because there is knowing that simple fact and then it is hearing Trevor say it.]
More than that, I'm yours.
You are.
[ And it's unfair to tell him things like that right now, because how is he meant to say no? How is he meant to say anything at all when the vampire is crying at him. Of course he has to keep building. Of course he has to stay. Of course he has to do every last thing Alucard says, because he's crying at him.
He doesn't know what he's supposed to build, because really they don't need that much, but he'll have to figure something out. Because this is, apparently, what happens when he builds things. And he hates it and it's wonderful. His arms were already around Alucard, but now his hand is at his back, rubbing awkwardly because that's what you do when people cry at you, right??? ]
[ And it's unfair to tell him things like that right now, because how is he meant to say no? How is he meant to say anything at all when the vampire is crying at him. Of course he has to keep building. Of course he has to stay. Of course he has to do every last thing Alucard says, because he's crying at him.
He doesn't know what he's supposed to build, because really they don't need that much, but he'll have to figure something out. Because this is, apparently, what happens when he builds things. And he hates it and it's wonderful. His arms were already around Alucard, but now his hand is at his back, rubbing awkwardly because that's what you do when people cry at you, right??? ]
[Two words with too much emotion in them. And Alucard knows that this much emotion makes Trevor a bit uncomfortable but too bad. Everything has been emotional lately, and this is probably one of the nicest outpourings Alucard's allowed himself in some time.
It's awkward. So Alucard tries to get himself under control just enough. He doesn't break this embrace though, or say anything more, or even entertain going and getting the books Trevor needs. Because here, this moment, this everything, it is wonderful and precious and if he was to capture a perfect day like his father tried, this, this memory, this would be it.]
It's awkward. So Alucard tries to get himself under control just enough. He doesn't break this embrace though, or say anything more, or even entertain going and getting the books Trevor needs. Because here, this moment, this everything, it is wonderful and precious and if he was to capture a perfect day like his father tried, this, this memory, this would be it.]
[ He isn't letting go. And so Trevor doesn't let go. This is nice. This is comfortable. It's still overwhelming to look at Alucard's face, but if he cants his head to one side, settles against his shoulder again to look up at him from a different angle, it's a little easier.
And this is theirs. Like the little bedroom that they've made their own and lost and rebuilt. He made this for them, and it's not something left to them by some ancestor. Just theirs.
The secret's going to be out if they stay here for too long. But maybe- maybe that wouldn't be so bad. Sypha would see her gift incomplete, of course. But then she'd be all too eager to leap into the work of figuring out how to heat it, and he could watch her all excited, throwing solutions at Alucard for him to consider.
He's happy. He's happy here. And he's going to be happy here for a long time yet. ]
And this is theirs. Like the little bedroom that they've made their own and lost and rebuilt. He made this for them, and it's not something left to them by some ancestor. Just theirs.
The secret's going to be out if they stay here for too long. But maybe- maybe that wouldn't be so bad. Sypha would see her gift incomplete, of course. But then she'd be all too eager to leap into the work of figuring out how to heat it, and he could watch her all excited, throwing solutions at Alucard for him to consider.
He's happy. He's happy here. And he's going to be happy here for a long time yet. ]
[ He's just about recovered.
It's late autumn now, and the blackberries in the woods are waiting for next year, but the ones in the greenhouse are growing strong. Trevor's rearranged some of the flower beds in there, made the walls of them wider so they can be used as benches because the first thing Sypha wanted to do in that little room filled with sunlight and the smell of green things and soil was to sit in it and read. It's even more tempting now the weather is so much cooler, because it's warm in there. Warm like the castle is, but surrounded with so much light and life.
But Trevor is not there right now. He's in the study, which is an unusual place for him to be, and staring out of the window (the curtains are open now, because nobody here is sensitive to sunlight and it overlooks the garden. Their garden) and ignoring that mirror while waiting for Alucard to finish his work in the kitchen and come up to meet him. ]
It's late autumn now, and the blackberries in the woods are waiting for next year, but the ones in the greenhouse are growing strong. Trevor's rearranged some of the flower beds in there, made the walls of them wider so they can be used as benches because the first thing Sypha wanted to do in that little room filled with sunlight and the smell of green things and soil was to sit in it and read. It's even more tempting now the weather is so much cooler, because it's warm in there. Warm like the castle is, but surrounded with so much light and life.
But Trevor is not there right now. He's in the study, which is an unusual place for him to be, and staring out of the window (the curtains are open now, because nobody here is sensitive to sunlight and it overlooks the garden. Their garden) and ignoring that mirror while waiting for Alucard to finish his work in the kitchen and come up to meet him. ]
[It has been a very long summer. Blessedly long. Quiet. Alucard has spent enough time in the garden that it has flourished. He's found his mother's notes on canning (because of course the future meant sterilization and thus canning), and there are at least enough preserved fruits to last them to January. Other things have been pickled, others salted, and he has been hunting with the local pack lately to get enough meat to cure for the winter.
Just apples today, foraged from one of the last trees in the woods. He makes his way back through the garden, stopping to check on the bees before he heads back into the castle itself. Just apple and honey cake today, the fire is burning brighter in the kitchen and that means just enough heat for it. He has everything ready, but the cake's best eaten warm. He'll start it at supper time.
He's done, and that means finding Trevor. Trevor who is not in the usual haunts, which take Alucard half an hour to check even using vampire speed. He catches a scent eventually though, and...the study?
It has gone unused lately. There's no strategy to tend to, and even checking in on Hector has lessened of late. The only reason Alucard comes in is to refresh the flowers beneath his mother's portait.
So he actually knocks to announce his presence and stands at the threshold rather than walk in.]
Trevor?
Just apples today, foraged from one of the last trees in the woods. He makes his way back through the garden, stopping to check on the bees before he heads back into the castle itself. Just apple and honey cake today, the fire is burning brighter in the kitchen and that means just enough heat for it. He has everything ready, but the cake's best eaten warm. He'll start it at supper time.
He's done, and that means finding Trevor. Trevor who is not in the usual haunts, which take Alucard half an hour to check even using vampire speed. He catches a scent eventually though, and...the study?
It has gone unused lately. There's no strategy to tend to, and even checking in on Hector has lessened of late. The only reason Alucard comes in is to refresh the flowers beneath his mother's portait.
So he actually knocks to announce his presence and stands at the threshold rather than walk in.]
Trevor?
[ He raises his hand in greeting, beckoning Alucard to the window, quickly.
Outside of it, Sypha is coming out of the greenhouse with berry juice all around her mouth, looking around to make sure that nobody can see her and then, guiltlessly wiping it away with her sleeve. ]
She's ruining her dinner.
[ He says warmly, laughing. ]
Outside of it, Sypha is coming out of the greenhouse with berry juice all around her mouth, looking around to make sure that nobody can see her and then, guiltlessly wiping it away with her sleeve. ]
She's ruining her dinner.
[ He says warmly, laughing. ]
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