[Alucard nearly lifts his lips to ask how much more time is that? But he cannot, because that defeats the whole purpose of this and Alucard is here to do as Trevor asks of him. His own discomfort, his desire to pull away, that doesn't matter right now.
His tongue moves slower now. There's no need to take more of Trevor's blood, and so Alucard focuses on applying pressure to the wound to help slow the bleeding. Oh yes,the blood grows thick on the back of his tongue and he takes all of that into himself, but it is not a constant movement anymore.
The hand that is on Trevor's side isn't still. His thumb traces a gentle circle over the fabric of Trevor's shirt. This is out of habit, because it's the kind of stupid vampire gentleness that always happens when they've been seated like this in happier times. Alucard barely realizes he's doing it, as he is focused on the blood.
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His tongue moves slower now. There's no need to take more of Trevor's blood, and so Alucard focuses on applying pressure to the wound to help slow the bleeding. Oh yes,the blood grows thick on the back of his tongue and he takes all of that into himself, but it is not a constant movement anymore.
The hand that is on Trevor's side isn't still. His thumb traces a gentle circle over the fabric of Trevor's shirt. This is out of habit, because it's the kind of stupid vampire gentleness that always happens when they've been seated like this in happier times. Alucard barely realizes he's doing it, as he is focused on the blood.
It's slowing, some.]