...Far too caught up in where this is ending to let me take my coat off first...
[He laughs as he says it, because he's not going to dwell on the rarity of Trevor's words. Alucard knows the second he does, the second he ensures he won't hear the word for too long again. When this is done, he'll just smile about it, keep it glowing for days because that's what Alucard does, and that will be far better than any other words said.
Alucard's hand (he doesn't have gloves on, they're still in the kitchen) tangles up in Trevor's hair and pulls him closer. There's been too many words, not enough kissing. Time to fix that, even as he leans into the hand that is on his collar bones. This is wonderful. The scar's no mind, it never is. It's too prominent on him to ever be, and that ridiculous fucking game ensured that it would always be so.]
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[He laughs as he says it, because he's not going to dwell on the rarity of Trevor's words. Alucard knows the second he does, the second he ensures he won't hear the word for too long again. When this is done, he'll just smile about it, keep it glowing for days because that's what Alucard does, and that will be far better than any other words said.
Alucard's hand (he doesn't have gloves on, they're still in the kitchen) tangles up in Trevor's hair and pulls him closer. There's been too many words, not enough kissing. Time to fix that, even as he leans into the hand that is on his collar bones. This is wonderful. The scar's no mind, it never is. It's too prominent on him to ever be, and that ridiculous fucking game ensured that it would always be so.]