[ Well fuck, that's not right. He's meant to be the bully here, not the recipient of bullying. And fuck if having his mouth so close doesn't make it even more tempting to just-
-well, lesson learned (it will not be remembered). Failing to plan things out results in the vampire trying to take things in his own direction. Which would be fine, normally, but he he's not sure he trusts him to play along with this stupid game in doing so. And this stupid shit is important.
Because it's going to be hilarious when he can force Alucard to think of nothing but this every time he decides to behave himself and do what he's told for the next month. He's already planned out how funny it's going to be when Sypha tries to figure out why his displaying good table manners or putting things away when he's done with them apparently gets the vampire hot and bothered.
(He's getting a little ahead of himself, there. But he's fairly sure he can manage it. If not, he'll just try again.) ]
Good, because- [ And he pauses while he actually puts some work into getting ready this time. Frees himself from his trousers. Takes a small glass bottle from the drawer of the nightstand and puts it down on top of it with a very, very deliberate sound of glass on wood. ] -unless my dear princeling objects, I have my own fucking plan.
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[ Well fuck, that's not right. He's meant to be the bully here, not the recipient of bullying. And fuck if having his mouth so close doesn't make it even more tempting to just-
-well, lesson learned (it will not be remembered). Failing to plan things out results in the vampire trying to take things in his own direction. Which would be fine, normally, but he he's not sure he trusts him to play along with this stupid game in doing so. And this stupid shit is important.
Because it's going to be hilarious when he can force Alucard to think of nothing but this every time he decides to behave himself and do what he's told for the next month. He's already planned out how funny it's going to be when Sypha tries to figure out why his displaying good table manners or putting things away when he's done with them apparently gets the vampire hot and bothered.
(He's getting a little ahead of himself, there. But he's fairly sure he can manage it. If not, he'll just try again.) ]
Good, because- [ And he pauses while he actually puts some work into getting ready this time. Frees himself from his trousers. Takes a small glass bottle from the drawer of the nightstand and puts it down on top of it with a very, very deliberate sound of glass on wood. ] -unless my dear princeling objects, I have my own fucking plan.