Don't want to move her around, she's perfect like this.
[ Not that she isn't always perfect, of course. In truth, Trevor's strategy here was to do as little moving around of people as possible, take up as little space as possible, just try not to fuck up.
This is foiled somewhat by the size of him, the size of the bed, and his immense capacity for fucking up. As it turns out, he has to be very, very close to the others in order to fit into the bed. It isn't really made for three people (he doesn't belong here. He's intruding).
He hands up with his head next to Alucard's, close enough for his long hair to tickle just a little, and the rest of him curled around Sypha as much as is possible to avoid moving her. The only real place to comfortably put his arm is over them, and so he uncomfortably tucks it up against his chest, in the same space occupied by Sypha's back. And it's nice. Too warm, and made far less comfortable than it ought to be by his own need to make is far less comfortable than it ought to be, but nice. ]
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[ Not that she isn't always perfect, of course. In truth, Trevor's strategy here was to do as little moving around of people as possible, take up as little space as possible, just try not to fuck up.
This is foiled somewhat by the size of him, the size of the bed, and his immense capacity for fucking up. As it turns out, he has to be very, very close to the others in order to fit into the bed. It isn't really made for three people (he doesn't belong here. He's intruding).
He hands up with his head next to Alucard's, close enough for his long hair to tickle just a little, and the rest of him curled around Sypha as much as is possible to avoid moving her. The only real place to comfortably put his arm is over them, and so he uncomfortably tucks it up against his chest, in the same space occupied by Sypha's back. And it's nice. Too warm, and made far less comfortable than it ought to be by his own need to make is far less comfortable than it ought to be, but nice. ]
's this okay?