[There is a point where all of Sypha's tears become impossible to kiss away. There are too many, and she shudders and the real pain is let out.
His arms are still around her as the first sob shudders. His face is buried into the top of her head, kisses pressed into wherever he can reach. Alucard remembers when things were reversed, when he sobbed himself hoarse from grief and she moved her hands over him, warming and soft and reassuring, powered by her intent not to simply keep him warm, but keep him tethered.
He does not think of payback or fair exchange, but he thinks of those moments all the same, his hands cooler, his embrace pressing her as close to him as possible. She will likely sleep after this, all spent from exertion, and then he'll hold her fast for a few hours more. Trevor will join them because that's how these moments always go.
Alucard rubs her back at some point, traces gentle and calming circles, doesn't dare do anything else.]
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His arms are still around her as the first sob shudders. His face is buried into the top of her head, kisses pressed into wherever he can reach. Alucard remembers when things were reversed, when he sobbed himself hoarse from grief and she moved her hands over him, warming and soft and reassuring, powered by her intent not to simply keep him warm, but keep him tethered.
He does not think of payback or fair exchange, but he thinks of those moments all the same, his hands cooler, his embrace pressing her as close to him as possible. She will likely sleep after this, all spent from exertion, and then he'll hold her fast for a few hours more. Trevor will join them because that's how these moments always go.
Alucard rubs her back at some point, traces gentle and calming circles, doesn't dare do anything else.]