[It’s good that Sypha’s intent is waylaid by exhaustion. Alucard can’t imagine that her trying to really do magic while mostly asleep would end well. The only thing that can end well is how they’re piled together right now, Sypha all soft and warm and his own body trying to catch up. (He’s got the slippers on, which helps. Everything else is PJs and the bathrobe.]
You did. Thank you.
[He’s happy like this. Sypha’s hand on his chest (vampire tiddies aren’t Belmont ones, admittedly) is the last piece of perfection for the scene.]
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You did. Thank you.
[He’s happy like this. Sypha’s hand on his chest (vampire tiddies aren’t Belmont ones, admittedly) is the last piece of perfection for the scene.]
Go to sleep. You’re nearly there already.
[Not that he’s moving either of them yet.]