[That's Sypha's brief break in character, startled as she is by her legs being upended, essentially rendering her horizontal between the two of them and it's — weirdly sexy, sort of, in the way it makes her feel a little exposed and vulnerable all at once, caught up between the two people she trusts more than anyone else in the world.
(She mustn't kick Alucard. It's easier said than done with his hand skimming over her thigh the way it is, and it's not that she's ticklish exactly, but — she's more sensitive than she is normally, somehow, from being immobilized like this.)
She doesn't want to close her eyes. She wants to watch them, drink it down, watch the both of them and see what it is they're getting up to, but something about the feeling of their hands exploring her body is just — overwhelming, in a good way, and she can't help but squeeze her eyes shut from it, robbing herself of one sense and making all the others so much more heightened by comparison.]
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[That's Sypha's brief break in character, startled as she is by her legs being upended, essentially rendering her horizontal between the two of them and it's — weirdly sexy, sort of, in the way it makes her feel a little exposed and vulnerable all at once, caught up between the two people she trusts more than anyone else in the world.
(She mustn't kick Alucard. It's easier said than done with his hand skimming over her thigh the way it is, and it's not that she's ticklish exactly, but — she's more sensitive than she is normally, somehow, from being immobilized like this.)
She doesn't want to close her eyes. She wants to watch them, drink it down, watch the both of them and see what it is they're getting up to, but something about the feeling of their hands exploring her body is just — overwhelming, in a good way, and she can't help but squeeze her eyes shut from it, robbing herself of one sense and making all the others so much more heightened by comparison.]
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