[It is terrible to have to nudge Sypha upwards at all from this spot she's claimed as fully hers. There's such a soft moan as her teeth enter all of this, something quieter and more familiar from times before. But Alucard does so, just long enough to put all of the terrible annoying layers he has on his chest aside.
He'll hate himself for not folding everything come evening, but that's for Future Alucard. Present Alucard is taking the temporary permission to sit up to plant a series of kisses to the top of Sypha's head.]
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He'll hate himself for not folding everything come evening, but that's for Future Alucard. Present Alucard is taking the temporary permission to sit up to plant a series of kisses to the top of Sypha's head.]
Yours as well?