[ Sypha's lips draw away first, and then her touches grow lighter. And slowly, slowly, Trevor begins to sink back toward Alucard. For a moment, and then Sypha quickly runs a (suspiciously cold) finger down his spine and he twists back again dramatically, letting out an honest to goodness moan. There's a laugh from behind him, one that sounds like honey tastes, and Sypha shifts so that she's at the foot of the bed to undress where both of them can see her doing so without moving too much.
There wasn't a whole lot of coherent thought in Trevor to begin with, and with that last touch he's all but gone, slowly unfurling and wrapping trembling limbs around Alucard. ]
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There wasn't a whole lot of coherent thought in Trevor to begin with, and with that last touch he's all but gone, slowly unfurling and wrapping trembling limbs around Alucard. ]