[Alucard knows a request when he hears it. He can also see that trying to stand on tip-toes with ice skates is a losing proposition for them both, as he's already starting to move backwards by accident.
So with arms secure around his shoulders, Alucard's own arms make sure they're snug around Sypha's waist before there's any upward lift. The ascent is gentle, controlled, and the look on his face is entirely focused on Sypha and not on how they're moving.
Said look is stupidly besotted, all soft smile and adoration in his eyes. This is ridiculous. They're bundled for winter chill, ice skates on their feet, and they're floating for no reason other than she asked and he can oblige.]
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So with arms secure around his shoulders, Alucard's own arms make sure they're snug around Sypha's waist before there's any upward lift. The ascent is gentle, controlled, and the look on his face is entirely focused on Sypha and not on how they're moving.
Said look is stupidly besotted, all soft smile and adoration in his eyes. This is ridiculous. They're bundled for winter chill, ice skates on their feet, and they're floating for no reason other than she asked and he can oblige.]
Higher?
[A foot off the ground is plenty safe.]