[The vampire has never quite admitted how much he enjoys being carted around in Trevor's arms. It is ridiculous and spoiled, but also delightful to just be swept up and hauled about, content in knowing that wherever they end up, he'll be safe.
And what safer place is there to be than Sypha's lap? Her hands are just as familiar as Trevor's, and there's nothing else he can do but let himself melt into the affection. It has been weeks since they've been able to do any of this, and that it took yet another damn trial and near-loss to make it so is upsetting.
There's no value in complaining about the world though, there's only letting out a noise that sounds happier than he's been in a while.]
Since I'm allowed to leave my bed, I can't think of anywhere else to be.
[He's still a little too bundled up in the blanket to have free arms to gesture for Trevor, but his eyes try to find exactly where the Belmont is so he can stare and ask that they both be wrapped up in those arms.]
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And what safer place is there to be than Sypha's lap? Her hands are just as familiar as Trevor's, and there's nothing else he can do but let himself melt into the affection. It has been weeks since they've been able to do any of this, and that it took yet another damn trial and near-loss to make it so is upsetting.
There's no value in complaining about the world though, there's only letting out a noise that sounds happier than he's been in a while.]
Since I'm allowed to leave my bed, I can't think of anywhere else to be.
[He's still a little too bundled up in the blanket to have free arms to gesture for Trevor, but his eyes try to find exactly where the Belmont is so he can stare and ask that they both be wrapped up in those arms.]