[They are a disaster of tangled limbs, with Sypha perhaps the only one granted the privilege of being truly comfortable, and yet it works out. Everyone is where they should be — close at hand, never out of reach. She could be happy just curling up atop them both and lounging forever, she thinks dreamily, hidden away from everything else in this little den of contentment they've built together.
Of course, it seems Alucard has ideas of his own, and for a second she really thinks his fingers are going to settle in the shallow hollow at the small of her back, light but possessive. But then they don't, and claiming a handful of her ass is equally possessive, albeit with a slightly different lean to the intentions.]
Mmm, careful.
[She's grinning. He's beneath her, and that's dangerous — especially if she can manage to bait Trevor into falling into league with her, which is always a possibility.]
You are in a precarious position to be teasing, Alucard.
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Of course, it seems Alucard has ideas of his own, and for a second she really thinks his fingers are going to settle in the shallow hollow at the small of her back, light but possessive. But then they don't, and claiming a handful of her ass is equally possessive, albeit with a slightly different lean to the intentions.]
Mmm, careful.
[She's grinning. He's beneath her, and that's dangerous — especially if she can manage to bait Trevor into falling into league with her, which is always a possibility.]
You are in a precarious position to be teasing, Alucard.