[ Sypha's hand is cupping his cheek, turning his face, and he wants to resist because her face is his whole world right now. But she wouldn't be doing this if it wouldn't make him happy. She wouldn't do anything that didn't make someone happy. And Alucard is looking at him with a gaze that could melt ice.
His own face is stupid and human, eyes closed and cheeks bright and flushed and hair already sticking out everywhere and clinging to his forehead. His mouth hangs open slightly, breathing out wordless noises with every slight movement. He's overwhelmed, completely and utterly, and it's so, so perfect. He wasn't going to need to use his mind or body any time soon anyway, not when he's in the safest place in the world.
Distantly, he's aware that he's not going to last. One hand trails down to where he and Sypha are joined, to at least try to make sure she isn't left out by that even if his movements are all trembling and uncoordinated, and she lets her head fall into his chest at that. Her own arms reach past him, settling in Alucard's hair, a set of short fingernails going in for the back of his neck (because of course they do). ]
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His own face is stupid and human, eyes closed and cheeks bright and flushed and hair already sticking out everywhere and clinging to his forehead. His mouth hangs open slightly, breathing out wordless noises with every slight movement. He's overwhelmed, completely and utterly, and it's so, so perfect. He wasn't going to need to use his mind or body any time soon anyway, not when he's in the safest place in the world.
Distantly, he's aware that he's not going to last. One hand trails down to where he and Sypha are joined, to at least try to make sure she isn't left out by that even if his movements are all trembling and uncoordinated, and she lets her head fall into his chest at that. Her own arms reach past him, settling in Alucard's hair, a set of short fingernails going in for the back of his neck (because of course they do). ]