[Alucard's breath has steadily been growing shakier and shakier the more Sypha has pressed closer and closer then beyond and beyond him. It isn't just do to what it feels like being pressed so close between them (it is a factor though, just as much as the roll of Trevor's hips and the evidence of this entire thing's effect on the Belmont.) It isn't just Sypha's words, because for all the silliness of them, they still work. It isn't the premise they've invented either, although Trevor's drop of character gets a short, sharp laugh out of the vampire.
It's the whole of it. That they're at the point between the three of them where this can happen, where they can settle against every goofy cliche and bounce off of each other, certain that there's only going to be contentment in the end. Alucard doesn't miss that it's Sypha orchestrating all of this. It's the only right way for this to be in the first place, because it's Sypha.
Keeping up character is hard though, and it's a pun intended because the next roll of Trevor's hips see the motion just carried through to Alucard's, so that he brushes against Sypha. Alucard's not overwhelmed yet, not even close, and he angles for just a little bit more, even as he leans against the hand resting on his cheek.]
And if I refuse?
[A good doomed hero has to at least ask, if he understands the structure of this all correctly.]
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It's the whole of it. That they're at the point between the three of them where this can happen, where they can settle against every goofy cliche and bounce off of each other, certain that there's only going to be contentment in the end. Alucard doesn't miss that it's Sypha orchestrating all of this. It's the only right way for this to be in the first place, because it's Sypha.
Keeping up character is hard though, and it's a pun intended because the next roll of Trevor's hips see the motion just carried through to Alucard's, so that he brushes against Sypha. Alucard's not overwhelmed yet, not even close, and he angles for just a little bit more, even as he leans against the hand resting on his cheek.]
And if I refuse?
[A good doomed hero has to at least ask, if he understands the structure of this all correctly.]