[He speaks through actions, and she answers in words, but even her words are a fitting complement to the way he expresses his needs, because all of her answers are really given in the implications, not in what she says outright. It's rare that she uses his given name, but not unheard-of; tonight, it's a deliberate choice she's made twice now, in part because it will startle him to hear it — and thus, keep him from sinking into his own head — and part because it's not Alucard, heir and regent to Dracula, son of the king of vampires, noble lord now in his own right. It makes him someone else, someone hidden-away. It makes him only hers, for a little while now, and that's what she wants him to hear when she says it.]
Just rip the shirt. It's horrible anyway.
[And because a shirt can be mended, in theory, or replaced if not. She'd tasted the aggression in the movement of his mouth on hers and instantly, effortlessly, offers him up an outlet for it.
Even as she says it, she's helping him, working her arms free of her jacket and unfastening the buttons of the vest, because that much she actually likes and wants to save, so she needs to get it out of the firing line.]
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[He speaks through actions, and she answers in words, but even her words are a fitting complement to the way he expresses his needs, because all of her answers are really given in the implications, not in what she says outright. It's rare that she uses his given name, but not unheard-of; tonight, it's a deliberate choice she's made twice now, in part because it will startle him to hear it — and thus, keep him from sinking into his own head — and part because it's not Alucard, heir and regent to Dracula, son of the king of vampires, noble lord now in his own right. It makes him someone else, someone hidden-away. It makes him only hers, for a little while now, and that's what she wants him to hear when she says it.]
Just rip the shirt. It's horrible anyway.
[And because a shirt can be mended, in theory, or replaced if not. She'd tasted the aggression in the movement of his mouth on hers and instantly, effortlessly, offers him up an outlet for it.
Even as she says it, she's helping him, working her arms free of her jacket and unfastening the buttons of the vest, because that much she actually likes and wants to save, so she needs to get it out of the firing line.]