[He does not kiss that patch of ashen skin. Neck stuff, even before this, was a No Go on anyone who wasn't Alucard. (He and Sypha indulged when Trevor was not around, and even then, Alucard was so very cautious about it.) A mark of respect, and perhaps an underlying worry about years of being a trained vampire killer spoiling an otherwise lovely evening in bed.
Alucard's fingers ghost over it. He's never inquired if there's sensation on that patch of skin, or if it is well and truly dead, like a destroyed nerve ending. Alucard imagines that he's happier in ignorance.
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Alucard's fingers ghost over it. He's never inquired if there's sensation on that patch of skin, or if it is well and truly dead, like a destroyed nerve ending. Alucard imagines that he's happier in ignorance.
His fingers fall away.]