[Alucard's careful enough with the stairs. Falling over would be the greatest mood killer of all, and then there's the potential concussions and...no. Just no. Alucard would rather fall silent, his face nested in Trevor's hair, careful to stay still until they're in their room (their meaning three is never not a wonder to say right now). Until they're on the floor, and Alucard can roll his hips against Trevor to make it clear exactly how much he's enjoying all of this.
He has one hand on the wall for the sake of support, and the other rests on Trevor's chest for the moment. This has been...well, a lot, and there is still so much to go. His breath is steady now (won't be for much longer, of that the vampire is certain), and he takes the moment to just look at Trevor.
Alucard's seen him at this point before a few times now, but the texture of this is different. Rougher, more desperate, and that's thrilling.]
It's perfect.
[They're both still wearing pants though, and that's where the hand that was on Trevor's chest moves to, starting to take care of that problem.]
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He has one hand on the wall for the sake of support, and the other rests on Trevor's chest for the moment. This has been...well, a lot, and there is still so much to go. His breath is steady now (won't be for much longer, of that the vampire is certain), and he takes the moment to just look at Trevor.
Alucard's seen him at this point before a few times now, but the texture of this is different. Rougher, more desperate, and that's thrilling.]
It's perfect.
[They're both still wearing pants though, and that's where the hand that was on Trevor's chest moves to, starting to take care of that problem.]
Could stand a little bit of refinement though.