[He's smug when he says that. He's right, so he gets to be smug about it.
Smugness, naturally deserves what Alucard sees next. All teasing, attention from himself gone, and the terrible desire to insert himself into what he's witnessing save for the hand still tangled up in Trevor's hair. Alucard tugs, just so he feels included. Showing off like this, it's rude, but that's the entire point. Watching it all, he sighs, patience still enduring.
The hand that's in with Trevor's hair releases with Sypha's word, and it is coupled with a sharp intake of breath. (Trevor's moving too. No more lips at his neck, he's moving down towards Alucard's legs entirely now.) That hand goes to Sypha's breasts now, resting there gently.]
Please.
[Anticipation mixed with just a little bit of begging.]
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[He's smug when he says that. He's right, so he gets to be smug about it.
Smugness, naturally deserves what Alucard sees next. All teasing, attention from himself gone, and the terrible desire to insert himself into what he's witnessing save for the hand still tangled up in Trevor's hair. Alucard tugs, just so he feels included. Showing off like this, it's rude, but that's the entire point. Watching it all, he sighs, patience still enduring.
The hand that's in with Trevor's hair releases with Sypha's word, and it is coupled with a sharp intake of breath. (Trevor's moving too. No more lips at his neck, he's moving down towards Alucard's legs entirely now.) That hand goes to Sypha's breasts now, resting there gently.]
Please.
[Anticipation mixed with just a little bit of begging.]