[There has never been denial that the vampire adores being held and touched like this. Nor has there ever been a mystery on the topic either. The minute everything clicked into place with how it would be, there was no restraint of affection or the many variations of it. Present in everything, at least when Alucard is the one doing the touching, is that undercurrent of possessiveness, like this could still be wrenched from him at any moment. It's impossible for him to get rid of, not for fear at all, but because that same undercurrent was as much of his parent's relationship as their endless affection for each other as well.
So when there's no note of that from the others, he's just as undone as he is through more rousing activity. There's a deeper glow, and he closes his eyes just a moment to curl around that warmth. Hang on. Because the other reason he adores these moments and their gentleness is because Alucard has seen what those hands can do. What they can bend, what they can break, what they can destroy. To be like this, to hold on as gentle as possible, that is a choice. Deliberate and well considered, and he revels in that fact.
His eyes flutter open again (because he knows how it looks and he is nothing if not giving.)]
Hm. I consider myself extremely persuaded.
[Alucard could be an asshole, but everything about Trevor right now is arguing against that. He's going to just stay undone for the rest of the day. One hand reaching over Trevor's shoulder, resting on his back. The other resting on what he can reach of Trevro's side.]
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So when there's no note of that from the others, he's just as undone as he is through more rousing activity. There's a deeper glow, and he closes his eyes just a moment to curl around that warmth. Hang on. Because the other reason he adores these moments and their gentleness is because Alucard has seen what those hands can do. What they can bend, what they can break, what they can destroy. To be like this, to hold on as gentle as possible, that is a choice. Deliberate and well considered, and he revels in that fact.
His eyes flutter open again (because he knows how it looks and he is nothing if not giving.)]
Hm. I consider myself extremely persuaded.
[Alucard could be an asshole, but everything about Trevor right now is arguing against that. He's going to just stay undone for the rest of the day. One hand reaching over Trevor's shoulder, resting on his back. The other resting on what he can reach of Trevro's side.]