[With a Belmont, he pretends to disapprove, and Alucard shifts so that he can just have a moment to press his forehead against Trevor's shoulder. There's a warm little sight when he does so, stupid and caught up in the sheer joy of this moment. In being able to just let everything that has weighed on him for the past several months slip away, leaving just the vampire as he's only ever wanted to be. In love with the two best things that ever happened to him, and not having to hide how it makes him feel to anyone.
It's freeing beyond words. It's something that gives the vampire's skin an uncharacteristic warmth to it, like the embers of a fire when Trevor's gingers settle against the bare skin of his hip.
He pulls his head back. Just for a moment. Just long enough to smile at the Belmont, and that too glows.]
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It's freeing beyond words. It's something that gives the vampire's skin an uncharacteristic warmth to it, like the embers of a fire when Trevor's gingers settle against the bare skin of his hip.
He pulls his head back. Just for a moment. Just long enough to smile at the Belmont, and that too glows.]
Trust a Belmont to know how to handle a vampire?