[ At the kiss, his body relaxes just a little. It's hard to remain so tightly wound and- himself right now. Parts of him are simply incompatibe with warmth and affection, and in their presence they either rebel or shut down completely.
They were doing the former, up until now. But now Sypha's back is warm against his chest and Alucard's hair keeps brushing against his nose and - they don't have it in them to keep it up for much longer. ]
This is- it's been a long time. Didn't think it would fuck me up this much. [ And then, as an awkward afterthought- ] Sorry.
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They were doing the former, up until now. But now Sypha's back is warm against his chest and Alucard's hair keeps brushing against his nose and - they don't have it in them to keep it up for much longer. ]
This is- it's been a long time. Didn't think it would fuck me up this much. [ And then, as an awkward afterthought- ] Sorry.