[It's automatic what happens next. One hand reaches up, cradling Trevor's cheek and begging him to stay there. Stay there, kissing the vampire. It too is soft, but there's no fear in touching the Belmont. Just that soft, quiet desire to have him there and be so very perfectly still.
The rest of Alucard melts against Trevor's chest. It's not horribly different from all those nights that the two rendered the Belmont gloriously useless by declaring to the world that he is theirs and no others.]
You're here. [He breathes it out, the words almost lost in his own sigh.] That's what matters.
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The rest of Alucard melts against Trevor's chest. It's not horribly different from all those nights that the two rendered the Belmont gloriously useless by declaring to the world that he is theirs and no others.]
You're here. [He breathes it out, the words almost lost in his own sigh.] That's what matters.