Every time you tell a room full of people 'this man is ours, and no-one else's'?
[ He sinks back in to Alucard, tilting his head back so that he can see his face. It's flushed from ear to pinkish ear and from nose to collarbone. His eyes are heavy and not entirely focused, staring more at a nearby lock of Alucard's hair than at his face. His lips are parted slightly and his breath is slow and steady but comes out trembling.
The movement also gives a little more room to work with, and Sypha's hands fall upon Alucard's, guiding it through the motions of unhooking the belt. ]
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[ He sinks back in to Alucard, tilting his head back so that he can see his face. It's flushed from ear to pinkish ear and from nose to collarbone. His eyes are heavy and not entirely focused, staring more at a nearby lock of Alucard's hair than at his face. His lips are parted slightly and his breath is slow and steady but comes out trembling.
The movement also gives a little more room to work with, and Sypha's hands fall upon Alucard's, guiding it through the motions of unhooking the belt. ]
Absolutely. Every time.