[There's a soft hand on Trevor's cheek, gently directing him to Alucard's lips instead. Once there, there's a kiss that's the opposite of every possessive fuck off kiss that has become a terrible favorite thing of Alucard's to do.
The word yours is laced in every moment of it. There's quiet submission that in the end they're both in charge of the vampire, they're his lifelines, he'd be adrift and probably dead without them. This thing they stand at the edge of, it's all of their wills through the mask of leadership, and there's too many other little scared and terrified emotion in there too.]
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The word yours is laced in every moment of it. There's quiet submission that in the end they're both in charge of the vampire, they're his lifelines, he'd be adrift and probably dead without them. This thing they stand at the edge of, it's all of their wills through the mask of leadership, and there's too many other little scared and terrified emotion in there too.]