[ He feels the noise just as much as he hears it, and that in itself is wonderful. 'Happy for once in his fucking life', it seems, been achieved. As far as he can tell by the fact that the kisses become no deeper, Alucard also seems to have the results of his testing. Lips slightly parted, kiss held for a few seconds but broken before any real desire for air arises, just long enough to appreciate the way Alucard's breath is so much cooler than his is.
(He can make fun of Alucard all he wants, but his own 'observe the vampire's actions in minute detail' habit is just as consuming as Alucard's need to go about all of this scientifically)
Alucard's cheeks are still flushed (no doubt Trevor is the ruddier of the two of them, but he can't see his own face) and his lips are parted a little and just slightly swollen and by now his hair has fallen around Trevor's head, blocking out everything but the two of them and- ]
no subject
(He can make fun of Alucard all he wants, but his own 'observe the vampire's actions in minute detail' habit is just as consuming as Alucard's need to go about all of this scientifically)
Alucard's cheeks are still flushed (no doubt Trevor is the ruddier of the two of them, but he can't see his own face) and his lips are parted a little and just slightly swollen and by now his hair has fallen around Trevor's head, blocking out everything but the two of them and- ]
Fuck. You're perfect.