[It's terrible, holding back. Alucard's only doing it because this is too lovely a sight to not take in. But it's clearly too long for the other two. It means that there's an apology murmured as Alucard approaches the bed, and then he's there on the other side of Trevor.
His fingers trace over Trevor's back gently to begin with, an attempt to get Trevor to lie on his side. Slow, patient, lingering, with Alucard's lips pressed To Trevor's shoulder. There's still a shirt in the way, but Sypha's working on that and-- ah. There's no shirt, and Alucar resumes his kisses. They're slow and lingering. Not possessive, not yet.]
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His fingers trace over Trevor's back gently to begin with, an attempt to get Trevor to lie on his side. Slow, patient, lingering, with Alucard's lips pressed To Trevor's shoulder. There's still a shirt in the way, but Sypha's working on that and-- ah. There's no shirt, and Alucar resumes his kisses. They're slow and lingering. Not possessive, not yet.]
I'm here.