[She slaps at Trevor's hands, preventing him from doing something ridiculous like ripping the buttons straight off of his shirt in his haste to get out of his suit, and starts to deftly undo them herself — a course of action she probably only gets away with because it's actually sort of hot, how expertly she's getting Trevor out of his clothes. The fact that she wastes no time slipping her hands inside his opened shirt and running her palms over his chest is just icing on the cake, really.
She manages to make it last just long enough for Alucard to return, permitting him an eyeful of an absolutely disheveled Trevor with Sypha blatantly feeling him up, and once he's had his look she crosses over immediately to give him the same treatment — albeit more respectfully of his clothes, opening the fastenings while still leaving them technically on his body so that he can sort it out when they get upstairs.]
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She manages to make it last just long enough for Alucard to return, permitting him an eyeful of an absolutely disheveled Trevor with Sypha blatantly feeling him up, and once he's had his look she crosses over immediately to give him the same treatment — albeit more respectfully of his clothes, opening the fastenings while still leaving them technically on his body so that he can sort it out when they get upstairs.]