[ Trevor is less careful, sinking into the rug on his back with Sypha pulled to his chest and only putting as much effort into doing so delicately as it takes to make sure she stays pressed against him. She's far too warm against him, almost unbearably so now, but the discomfort's more than worth it to feel her breathing against him.
Alucard, though, because of his lack of care in positioning himself when he sank to the ground, is just slightly out of reach. He stretches out an arm anyway, fingertips just barely grazing against his skin as he makes disgruntled Belmont noises about this situation. ]
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Alucard, though, because of his lack of care in positioning himself when he sank to the ground, is just slightly out of reach. He stretches out an arm anyway, fingertips just barely grazing against his skin as he makes disgruntled Belmont noises about this situation. ]