[The view from the driver's seat is something else. Alucard's watching the road because of course he is, but he's also watching them. The way Trevor settles on Sypha, the way she's still coming down from what probably feels like endless hours of dancing. How Trevor's touches are some of the most tender gestures Alucard's seen from the man in...since he first got here.
There's too much self control involved in not pulling over, climbing into the back, and just holding them both for a long, long while. They're so precious in this moment, and here he is, being denied it because one of them has to drive.
So when they do get home, when he opens the back door of the car for them both (the door from garage into the house just opens automatically), they're kissed in turn. Long and slow and lingering because that's what he's been thinking about since they first got on the road.]
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There's too much self control involved in not pulling over, climbing into the back, and just holding them both for a long, long while. They're so precious in this moment, and here he is, being denied it because one of them has to drive.
So when they do get home, when he opens the back door of the car for them both (the door from garage into the house just opens automatically), they're kissed in turn. Long and slow and lingering because that's what he's been thinking about since they first got on the road.]