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[ Desperately.
He struggles not to buck his hips and mostly succeeds, The tension leaving him as noise instead of movement in a long, soft, pining sound. His arms tug against the ropes for a moment, he wants so much to curl them around Alucard and pull him closer.
But he can't, and his arms still again before they risk pulling the ropes tighter. He doesn't want to escape, he just wants more. Closer. ]
That. More- more that.
He struggles not to buck his hips and mostly succeeds, The tension leaving him as noise instead of movement in a long, soft, pining sound. His arms tug against the ropes for a moment, he wants so much to curl them around Alucard and pull him closer.
But he can't, and his arms still again before they risk pulling the ropes tighter. He doesn't want to escape, he just wants more. Closer. ]
That. More- more that.
[Alucard obliges closer even if Trevor doesn't articulate the word. He keeps his hand moving at a steady pace, but the pressure changes with each stroke. Sometimes there's more. Other's he is feather light.
He steals a kiss each time he gets to the base of Trevor's dick. It's quick and fleeting, threatening to tease but never quite getting there. Just adoring. Letting Trevor make whatever noises he likes.]
Tell me what you need.
He steals a kiss each time he gets to the base of Trevor's dick. It's quick and fleeting, threatening to tease but never quite getting there. Just adoring. Letting Trevor make whatever noises he likes.]
Tell me what you need.
[Alucard has been a perfect king the entire time. Tall. Saying little. Looking at the delegates with purpose. Letting Theodora and Trevor act as his mouth pieces most of the time, and so it has gone well.
The negotations are nearly done. They're so close to having everything perfect, all they need is to agree on a few finer points.
Then they bring a priest into the castle.
It's enough that Theodora nearly loses composure. They know it's an insult. They've done it behind her back, and she is going to have strong words when all is done. Alucard's anger is barely masked, and she tells him it must be buried further.
Alucard picks up the word. He nods.]
Trevor, why don't you go and see what would be best from our stores? I believe we have hours yet to go, and to uncork something in celebration would be pre-emptive.
The negotations are nearly done. They're so close to having everything perfect, all they need is to agree on a few finer points.
Then they bring a priest into the castle.
It's enough that Theodora nearly loses composure. They know it's an insult. They've done it behind her back, and she is going to have strong words when all is done. Alucard's anger is barely masked, and she tells him it must be buried further.
Alucard picks up the word. He nods.]
Trevor, why don't you go and see what would be best from our stores? I believe we have hours yet to go, and to uncork something in celebration would be pre-emptive.
You.
[ It’s helplessly predictable, that answer. And let it’s the truth. He extends his legs again, twisting them around Alucard’s, rubbing a thigh between his.
They’ve discussed the issue of penetration a little, before this. Enough to know that despite some of Trevor’s cruder jokes it’s not something that either of them has done or experienced before. Maybe this isn’t the right time, but he still rubs one leg between Alucard’s, trying to make it clear what he means even if he can’t quite summon the courage to outright say it. ]
You.
[ It’s helplessly predictable, that answer. And let it’s the truth. He extends his legs again, twisting them around Alucard’s, rubbing a thigh between his.
They’ve discussed the issue of penetration a little, before this. Enough to know that despite some of Trevor’s cruder jokes it’s not something that either of them has done or experienced before. Maybe this isn’t the right time, but he still rubs one leg between Alucard’s, trying to make it clear what he means even if he can’t quite summon the courage to outright say it. ]
You.
[Now absolutely isn't the right time. It's too much too fast too soon. Alucard has suspected it might never come to pass, even if he wants to be able to reach that point. There's too much delicate work to be done first.]
I'm here. You have me.
[It's good, Trevor wrapped around him like this. That leg between both of his. Alucard can't help but grind, even if that isn't the goal here. Trevor is the goal, far more important than himself.
His other hand moves, stroking Trevor's cheek. His thumb traces over Trevor's lower lip before he kisses again, biting down just a little on that same lip moments later.]
I'm here. You have me.
[It's good, Trevor wrapped around him like this. That leg between both of his. Alucard can't help but grind, even if that isn't the goal here. Trevor is the goal, far more important than himself.
His other hand moves, stroking Trevor's cheek. His thumb traces over Trevor's lower lip before he kisses again, biting down just a little on that same lip moments later.]
[ There are eyes on him as he stands, slowly, as if trying to move away from a wild animal without provoking them. He can feel them. The excuse raises some eyebrows - they’ve hired staff for these talks, why would Trevor be sent on errands? A few take is as a sign that Trevor’s place here is lower than it might seem, and they seem satisfied by this. The priest doesn’t look at Trevor at all.
When the priest does speak, it’s about the people of the villages on the border. How recent weather has ruined harvests, and he and his church only wish to support the people in these hard times. He claims to be grateful for the opportunity to bring people’s plight to Alucard’s attention and promises that he will leave should the crown attend to their needs and make his church’s presence redundant. The last point offends a few of his own countrymen, though few seem to want to speak against him.
Trevor doesn’t return. ]
When the priest does speak, it’s about the people of the villages on the border. How recent weather has ruined harvests, and he and his church only wish to support the people in these hard times. He claims to be grateful for the opportunity to bring people’s plight to Alucard’s attention and promises that he will leave should the crown attend to their needs and make his church’s presence redundant. The last point offends a few of his own countrymen, though few seem to want to speak against him.
Trevor doesn’t return. ]
[Alucard's face is stone cold when the priest speaks. His eyes blaze with the same cold fury as his father's, although those looking very close will know it's an approximation of that anger rather than the real thing. Alucard trying his best to channel his father.
He nods to Theodora.]
We have already been working to address the harvest issue on our side of the border, sir. It is difficult and continuing work. You understand that from a political stand point, your actions are an insult to Us rather than charity, correct? Never mind provocation?
We appreciate your perspective. We do not appreciate your presence uninvited on the last day of negotiations.
He nods to Theodora.]
We have already been working to address the harvest issue on our side of the border, sir. It is difficult and continuing work. You understand that from a political stand point, your actions are an insult to Us rather than charity, correct? Never mind provocation?
We appreciate your perspective. We do not appreciate your presence uninvited on the last day of negotiations.
With all due respect, my lady, I care nothing for the politics here. Only for the wellbeing of your people.
[ It’s a challenge. Whether the priest knows it or not, he’s being used to force Alucard into a corner. Kill him, a man beloved on the border towns, make him a martyr, start a war and spark riots among the people he’s served, or let the insult slide and prove himself lesser than his father. ]
I have said my piece. If you wish me to leave, I shall.
[ It’s a challenge. Whether the priest knows it or not, he’s being used to force Alucard into a corner. Kill him, a man beloved on the border towns, make him a martyr, start a war and spark riots among the people he’s served, or let the insult slide and prove himself lesser than his father. ]
I have said my piece. If you wish me to leave, I shall.
We will visit this issue after a half an hour break.
[Alucard understands that this is a challenge. If the priest is complicit or not is a different matter. For now, time.]
I believe it is an appropriate moment for mid-morning coffee and pastries. They are in the next room, if you would kindly adjourn yourselves.
[It is indeed a coffee, tea, and pastry buffet in the next room. One that Alucard does not attend, instead excusing himself and going to find the Belmont. Theodora is his representative in the next room.
Alucard doesn't know where Trevor is. He lets the castle guide him instead.]
[Alucard understands that this is a challenge. If the priest is complicit or not is a different matter. For now, time.]
I believe it is an appropriate moment for mid-morning coffee and pastries. They are in the next room, if you would kindly adjourn yourselves.
[It is indeed a coffee, tea, and pastry buffet in the next room. One that Alucard does not attend, instead excusing himself and going to find the Belmont. Theodora is his representative in the next room.
Alucard doesn't know where Trevor is. He lets the castle guide him instead.]
[ There’s a soft whine, almost of frustration. He wants to be able to give back, to make Alucard feel good and safe and loved. Some part of him hates that he isn’t doing enough.
But not doing enough is kind of the point here. Prevent him from doing too much, from overwhelming Alucard. He grinds his leg against him as best he can, and that will have to be enough. He gives an unbelmontlike squeak at the bite, adding to the mess of little noises he’s already making. ]
Ag’gn? [ He says, asking for more bite before the first bite is over. Then he thinks better of it and shakes his head, extending his neck instead. He isn’t going to last much longer, and if this is going to happen he wants it to happen before he’s spent. ]
But not doing enough is kind of the point here. Prevent him from doing too much, from overwhelming Alucard. He grinds his leg against him as best he can, and that will have to be enough. He gives an unbelmontlike squeak at the bite, adding to the mess of little noises he’s already making. ]
Ag’gn? [ He says, asking for more bite before the first bite is over. Then he thinks better of it and shakes his head, extending his neck instead. He isn’t going to last much longer, and if this is going to happen he wants it to happen before he’s spent. ]
[This is more than enough.
Alucard's hips grind downward again, but--this is more important, the request Trevor makes. There's a swift kiss, and then?
Then he covers Trevor's neck in a flurry of affection. Quick. Feather light. A butterfly landing, leaping up, then moving again. He does it as long as it feels right before one of those kisses stick, and something terribly sharp follows.]
Alucard's hips grind downward again, but--this is more important, the request Trevor makes. There's a swift kiss, and then?
Then he covers Trevor's neck in a flurry of affection. Quick. Feather light. A butterfly landing, leaping up, then moving again. He does it as long as it feels right before one of those kisses stick, and something terribly sharp follows.]
[ The smell of bile hits long before he actually sees Trevor. He’s in his underthings on the floor of one of the washrooms with a tub of water and a washboard, scrubbing intently at his dress shirt. In a country of living corpses, he looks the most worn and deathly of anyone here. ]
Adrian. [ His voice is small and raw. ] Sorry.
Adrian. [ His voice is small and raw. ] Sorry.
[Alucard doesn't question anything he's seeing. He settles beside Trevor, offering presence without a stare. Lukewarm companionship, but only literally.
He's a sight, all finery and heavy rob against the washroom and Trevor's state of undress.]
He's caused problems before, hasn't he?
He's a sight, all finery and heavy rob against the washroom and Trevor's state of undress.]
He's caused problems before, hasn't he?
[ He shakes his head. The shirt is long clean, he's been here a while, but he continues scrubbing at it. ]
I'll- once they're gone, I'll talk about it.
[ Sorry, Alucard. He doesn't trust you to not start a war just because he's a little bit upset. ]
I'll- once they're gone, I'll talk about it.
[ Sorry, Alucard. He doesn't trust you to not start a war just because he's a little bit upset. ]
[ His arms twitch again with each little kiss, wanting to pull Alucard closer for this but unable to do so. Instead, he has to trust him. Trust him to keep holding on to him, keep him grounded, not move away.
He knows he wouldn't. Not unless he needed to. ]
-Ah!
[ The second the skin breaks, he stops tugging against the ropes. Tries to fall still, even if he's still squirming about just a little. There's an inevitability to it, once the skin breaks. He doesn't need to try to pull Alucard closer, because he knows that he won't go now. He just needs to let Alucard be nice at him, let him stroke and drink and fuss over him until he's lying here drained and sated both in equal measure. ]
He knows he wouldn't. Not unless he needed to. ]
-Ah!
[ The second the skin breaks, he stops tugging against the ropes. Tries to fall still, even if he's still squirming about just a little. There's an inevitability to it, once the skin breaks. He doesn't need to try to pull Alucard closer, because he knows that he won't go now. He just needs to let Alucard be nice at him, let him stroke and drink and fuss over him until he's lying here drained and sated both in equal measure. ]
What excuse do you want me to give to explain your lack of presence?
[There's no way he's forcing Trevor to remain here.]
[There's no way he's forcing Trevor to remain here.]
[Alucard's relieved when Trevor's fussing stops. It helps, because he's yet to withdraw his fangs.
He does that next, mouth going right to the wounds. The hand around Trevor's cock slows some for this part, but that's mostly because he has to pay such very careful attention now. He has to drink and make sure Trevor enjoys himself, and oh what a balance that is.
His own hips come to a stop. This is about Trevor. Not himself.]
He does that next, mouth going right to the wounds. The hand around Trevor's cock slows some for this part, but that's mostly because he has to pay such very careful attention now. He has to drink and make sure Trevor enjoys himself, and oh what a balance that is.
His own hips come to a stop. This is about Trevor. Not himself.]
Shit, let me think.
[ He finally, finally, starts to wring the water out of his shirt. It's like he got stuck on repeat in the middle of the task, just continuing to wash the thing because he couldn't make himself move on to the next step, and Alucard's presence has knocked him out of the cycle a little. ]
Either I've taken ill or you wanted to give them the opportunity to speak to you in my absence. Let Theodora decide which works better.
[ He finally, finally, starts to wring the water out of his shirt. It's like he got stuck on repeat in the middle of the task, just continuing to wash the thing because he couldn't make himself move on to the next step, and Alucard's presence has knocked him out of the cycle a little. ]
Either I've taken ill or you wanted to give them the opportunity to speak to you in my absence. Let Theodora decide which works better.
[He nods once, and carefully. The crown on his head can't be knocked askew, and nodding has an awful habit of upsetting the careful balance just ever-so-noticeably.
Alucard breathes out, knowing he can't do anything more at the moment.]
Very well. I'll see which one she'll accept.
Will you be okay left alone for a few hours?
Alucard breathes out, knowing he can't do anything more at the moment.]
Very well. I'll see which one she'll accept.
Will you be okay left alone for a few hours?
[ The squirming intensifies once the fangs are out and it's safer. The hand on his cock or the mouth at his neck alone would each be overwhelming, together they're something else and he couldn't feel still or quiet if he tried.
He isn't trying, letting the air come out of him in small, gasping sounds. Letting his breath catch and his body twitch when Alucard's tongue drags over his neck. Rocking slowly into Alucard's hand when it slows. And he can feel everything so intensely, from Alucard's occasional breath against his neck to the disheveled sheets below them to the texture (soft, Alucard went out of his way to find something that didn't scratch) of the rope at his wrists. It's all so much. ]
Adrian-
[ His voice is soft, practically another sigh. He's so close. ]
He isn't trying, letting the air come out of him in small, gasping sounds. Letting his breath catch and his body twitch when Alucard's tongue drags over his neck. Rocking slowly into Alucard's hand when it slows. And he can feel everything so intensely, from Alucard's occasional breath against his neck to the disheveled sheets below them to the texture (soft, Alucard went out of his way to find something that didn't scratch) of the rope at his wrists. It's all so much. ]
Adrian-
[ His voice is soft, practically another sigh. He's so close. ]
Yeah. I'll- I need to wash up.
[ His trousers are still splattered with vomit, and there's a slight sheen of sweat over his face. He probably needs a bath once he's done with cleaning his clothes. ]
Whatever comes of this, I'll fix it. I just need you to do this part without me. I'm sorry.
[ His trousers are still splattered with vomit, and there's a slight sheen of sweat over his face. He probably needs a bath once he's done with cleaning his clothes. ]
Whatever comes of this, I'll fix it. I just need you to do this part without me. I'm sorry.
Tomorrow night, they'll be gone. We'll have dinner just the two of us.
[He still needs something, now that Alucard must withdraw.]
The kennels could use a hand today.
[The kennels are also a little pointless for vampires. But some of the humans in the castle enjoy using dogs to hunt.]
[He still needs something, now that Alucard must withdraw.]
The kennels could use a hand today.
[The kennels are also a little pointless for vampires. But some of the humans in the castle enjoy using dogs to hunt.]
I've got you. I'm here.
[Alucard's words are pressed against Trevor's neck, sighed softly and with far too much longing. Oh, he's there, but not as there as Alucard wants to be.
One day, he'll be able to be there in full. But for now he has his hands and his lips, both pressing against Trevor's body. His own breath growing warmer. Pressing as close as he can.]
You can let go.
[Alucard's words are pressed against Trevor's neck, sighed softly and with far too much longing. Oh, he's there, but not as there as Alucard wants to be.
One day, he'll be able to be there in full. But for now he has his hands and his lips, both pressing against Trevor's body. His own breath growing warmer. Pressing as close as he can.]
You can let go.
Yeah. I can- I'll deal with it.
[ He knows that it's Alucard trying t help him, he's not an idiot, but he likes it when it's worded like that. At least pretending to let him keep his pride intact. It's not running away. No, it's working. Fixing problems. What he's good at.
He 'works' in the kennels for the rest of the day, once he's washed and changed. What this means in practice is sitting on the floor, letting the dogs climb on and lick at and flop next to him. It helps, a little, until the sound of crackling grows too loud and he has to leave. Get somewhere open with less wood. Less bodies.
The vampire killer is on the bedside table when they sleep, that night. Dracula would have his head for bringing it so close to his son, but he needs it. He wraps his arms around Alucard tightly and spends the night staring at the door, daring it to open.
He attends to say goodbye to their guests - there's no real way around it, unfortunately, and so Theodora fusses him into looking respectable and stands ready to intercept anyone who tries to speak to him - looking like he weighs about half as much as he did the previous day. Like bones shoved haphazardly into a sack made of clothes. Theodora is furious today, more so than she had been at the initial appearance of the priest, but she manages to keep the end of the talks on track regardless. ]
[ He knows that it's Alucard trying t help him, he's not an idiot, but he likes it when it's worded like that. At least pretending to let him keep his pride intact. It's not running away. No, it's working. Fixing problems. What he's good at.
He 'works' in the kennels for the rest of the day, once he's washed and changed. What this means in practice is sitting on the floor, letting the dogs climb on and lick at and flop next to him. It helps, a little, until the sound of crackling grows too loud and he has to leave. Get somewhere open with less wood. Less bodies.
The vampire killer is on the bedside table when they sleep, that night. Dracula would have his head for bringing it so close to his son, but he needs it. He wraps his arms around Alucard tightly and spends the night staring at the door, daring it to open.
He attends to say goodbye to their guests - there's no real way around it, unfortunately, and so Theodora fusses him into looking respectable and stands ready to intercept anyone who tries to speak to him - looking like he weighs about half as much as he did the previous day. Like bones shoved haphazardly into a sack made of clothes. Theodora is furious today, more so than she had been at the initial appearance of the priest, but she manages to keep the end of the talks on track regardless. ]
They'll welcome another pair of hands.
[Trevor had always been good with the dogs. Alucard never questioned why, he just understands that right now, it's the best spot for him.
He and Theodora manage the rest of the day. The priest is still present, although the more he talks the more he seems to make the group liable. Alucard has an idea for dealing with him that strikes a careful balance, and he suggests it to Theodora in one of their breaks: find a way to mute the priest's voice through magic that is threaded along Wallachia's border. That way it is the border itself that protects, and no spell is done on the priest himself.
When they sleep, Alucard holds Trevor tighter than normal. But he does sleep, exhausted from the day's work.
Things circle around and around. Agreements are in rough draft form now, and that means Theodora is in her prime furious form. She is wonderfully in tune with the nuances of language, and knows how to edit things so that they favor Wallachia. The priest's language is obvious in some parts, and she is careful to edit them out in front of the man's eyes.
Alucard's gaze moves around the table, but every so often, he lets the toe of his boot brush over Trevor's to remind him that this will be all right. That they are almost done.]
...Who added the extradition clause?
[It's towards the end of the draft. Very fine print, but there all the same.]
[Trevor had always been good with the dogs. Alucard never questioned why, he just understands that right now, it's the best spot for him.
He and Theodora manage the rest of the day. The priest is still present, although the more he talks the more he seems to make the group liable. Alucard has an idea for dealing with him that strikes a careful balance, and he suggests it to Theodora in one of their breaks: find a way to mute the priest's voice through magic that is threaded along Wallachia's border. That way it is the border itself that protects, and no spell is done on the priest himself.
When they sleep, Alucard holds Trevor tighter than normal. But he does sleep, exhausted from the day's work.
Things circle around and around. Agreements are in rough draft form now, and that means Theodora is in her prime furious form. She is wonderfully in tune with the nuances of language, and knows how to edit things so that they favor Wallachia. The priest's language is obvious in some parts, and she is careful to edit them out in front of the man's eyes.
Alucard's gaze moves around the table, but every so often, he lets the toe of his boot brush over Trevor's to remind him that this will be all right. That they are almost done.]
...Who added the extradition clause?
[It's towards the end of the draft. Very fine print, but there all the same.]
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