[There is a terrible and deep moan forced against Trevor's mouth when Sypha decides that his chest isn't as interesting as his back and proceeds to rake her nails down his back. It's coupled with a shudder, making it clear that the vampire could stand so much more of that. Perhaps it's unfair to Trevor, forcing all of these stupid noises against his mouth, but it simply is what it is.
The praise though, fuck if that doesn't make Alucard's already barely controlled kisses even sloppier. No time to dwell on the why of it, all Alucard knows is that it helps all the heat building up inside of him build even faster, and the one hand he has free searches for where to rest on Sypha. This angle is absolutely horrible, but he needs so much more of her. She's pressed against him, yes, but that's not the same as grabbing. Holding. Clinging, because he's halfway clinging to Trevor but that's only Trevor.
His hand settles just below her breast, where ribs are obvious again. He holds, holds fast, and tries not to fall over Sypha's shoulder entirely because kissing the Belmont, Alucard's own hips thrusting forward, Sypha's hands and her perfect fucking words are getting to be too much.
There's a point where he has to stop kissing Trevor. The noises coming out of him require too much air, and when he does, it's almost mortifying how loud he is.]
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The praise though, fuck if that doesn't make Alucard's already barely controlled kisses even sloppier. No time to dwell on the why of it, all Alucard knows is that it helps all the heat building up inside of him build even faster, and the one hand he has free searches for where to rest on Sypha. This angle is absolutely horrible, but he needs so much more of her. She's pressed against him, yes, but that's not the same as grabbing. Holding. Clinging, because he's halfway clinging to Trevor but that's only Trevor.
His hand settles just below her breast, where ribs are obvious again. He holds, holds fast, and tries not to fall over Sypha's shoulder entirely because kissing the Belmont, Alucard's own hips thrusting forward, Sypha's hands and her perfect fucking words are getting to be too much.
There's a point where he has to stop kissing Trevor. The noises coming out of him require too much air, and when he does, it's almost mortifying how loud he is.]