[ He technically doesn't have to do this any more. He got the whine, that was what mattered as far as the order was concerned. He doesn't have to continue fumbling with the buttons of Alucard's shirt while his betters talk, then give up about halfway up and just stick his hands under it instead. He doesn't have to continue his assault on Alucard's neck, alternating between kissing and sucking and biting whatever of it he can reach.
He absolutely doesn't have to punctuate his response to this new plan with a slight roll of his hips, pushing the very clear evidence of how okay he is with this new direction against the small of Alucard's back.
This is so stupid, in a way that only makes sense because they know and love each other. In a way completely incompatible with any outside danger. It's the kind of thing that can only make sense with the knowledge that all of them are safe here, loved and cared for and-
-it all comes down to safety in the end, doesn't it, with Trevor? Sypha's small hand in his hair is a promise of safety. Her orders are a promise that everything will be okay if he just does as he's told. And this new direction that things are taking? That just means the protection of two people instead of just one. ]
That sounds fucking fantastic, actu- [ Wait no, in character. He pauses, taking a moment to return his lips to Alucard's neck and bite down hard. Because it's important to make it clear what level of horribly unfair being at Alucard's mercy ought to take. ] Whatever my dark mistress says. Whatever it takes for you to become ours.
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He absolutely doesn't have to punctuate his response to this new plan with a slight roll of his hips, pushing the very clear evidence of how okay he is with this new direction against the small of Alucard's back.
This is so stupid, in a way that only makes sense because they know and love each other. In a way completely incompatible with any outside danger. It's the kind of thing that can only make sense with the knowledge that all of them are safe here, loved and cared for and-
-it all comes down to safety in the end, doesn't it, with Trevor? Sypha's small hand in his hair is a promise of safety. Her orders are a promise that everything will be okay if he just does as he's told. And this new direction that things are taking? That just means the protection of two people instead of just one. ]
That sounds fucking fantastic, actu- [ Wait no, in character. He pauses, taking a moment to return his lips to Alucard's neck and bite down hard. Because it's important to make it clear what level of horribly unfair being at Alucard's mercy ought to take. ] Whatever my dark mistress says. Whatever it takes for you to become ours.