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[The contrast is always the most clear in moments like this. It is also one of the few times that Alucard doesn't hyper focus on those very same differences, because his mind makes it impossible to do so. There is only Trevor's current state and his own, and both of them so very, very wrapped up in it.
Seeing Trevor this undone is an awful lot, and a shame that Alucard's already spent. Oh, there will be other moments. Other times when Trevor's this hard with so much of Alucard already smeared over him, sweaty and beautiful and so, so perfect.]
What does the end result look like?
Seeing Trevor this undone is an awful lot, and a shame that Alucard's already spent. Oh, there will be other moments. Other times when Trevor's this hard with so much of Alucard already smeared over him, sweaty and beautiful and so, so perfect.]
What does the end result look like?
[He takes it readily. Alcuard's legs are steadier already, but he seems to be more focused on just having Trevor's arm in his. It's nice.]
What kind of magic works best in this place?
[Trevor may or may not know, but it fills in the time. Helps him focus on Trevor and noise rather than everything else. Perfect as they head under the hill.
His eyes take a moment to adjust but...this is perfect.]
What was your favorite thing to have this place be?
What kind of magic works best in this place?
[Trevor may or may not know, but it fills in the time. Helps him focus on Trevor and noise rather than everything else. Perfect as they head under the hill.
His eyes take a moment to adjust but...this is perfect.]
What was your favorite thing to have this place be?
A ship, I think. I've never been to the sea. Shit, I don't know if I could. Running water and all.
[ He sits down on a cushion, gesturing to another. ]
I've never really used magic. But know that elemental magic like Sypha's can be more difficult to control here. It relies on your understanding the laws it's breaking. They don't apply here, so things can go wrong. So- not that.
[ He sits down on a cushion, gesturing to another. ]
I've never really used magic. But know that elemental magic like Sypha's can be more difficult to control here. It relies on your understanding the laws it's breaking. They don't apply here, so things can go wrong. So- not that.
Shall we find out?
[ He's slow as he moves his hand. Partly to put on a show, mostly because he needs to pace himself at least a little. He wants to cherish this. Cherish the sensation of stroking himself with a hand slick with Alucard. Of being able to feel every last detail impossibly sharply. To cherish the way it feels to have Alucard watch him, enchanted. He wants to burn it all into his memory so he can pull it back in perfect detail while they're gone. ]
Shit. I'm close. Don't stop watching.
[ He's slow as he moves his hand. Partly to put on a show, mostly because he needs to pace himself at least a little. He wants to cherish this. Cherish the sensation of stroking himself with a hand slick with Alucard. Of being able to feel every last detail impossibly sharply. To cherish the way it feels to have Alucard watch him, enchanted. He wants to burn it all into his memory so he can pull it back in perfect detail while they're gone. ]
Shit. I'm close. Don't stop watching.
Well, can you cross rivers?
[He does sit down though. Even that's kind of more than he expected, as when Alucard hits, the softness of the pillow feels just a little too much.]
None of my magic is elemental. It's all based on very specific instructions....and usually more mundane in the result. Good for hiding or revealing things.
[He does sit down though. Even that's kind of more than he expected, as when Alucard hits, the softness of the pillow feels just a little too much.]
None of my magic is elemental. It's all based on very specific instructions....and usually more mundane in the result. Good for hiding or revealing things.
I'm not. I won't.
[Stop watching, he means. Alucard's hand shakily reaches out, coming to lazily and tiredly rest on Trevor's hip. For this, he wants at least a little contact. Trevor should have that, after all he's done.
And all he's doing. Because it is a lot to watch Trevor stroke himself, a little part of the alchemist still clinging to his hand. To know all of this is because of him, and feel not one ounce of shame or guilt because of it.]
[Stop watching, he means. Alucard's hand shakily reaches out, coming to lazily and tiredly rest on Trevor's hip. For this, he wants at least a little contact. Trevor should have that, after all he's done.
And all he's doing. Because it is a lot to watch Trevor stroke himself, a little part of the alchemist still clinging to his hand. To know all of this is because of him, and feel not one ounce of shame or guilt because of it.]
I can. But the sea's- kind of a really, really big river. [ He shakes his head. ] It used to be nice, to pretend. But it doesn't really matter.
[ He listens intently. He's never been good with magic, but that doesn't mean he can't be fascinated by it. ]
Can you show me?
[ He listens intently. He's never been good with magic, but that doesn't mean he can't be fascinated by it. ]
Can you show me?
We could find out, if you'd like. Go somewhere besides Wallachia.
[Alucard pauses. Then nods.]
What kind of magic would you like to see?
[Alucard pauses. Then nods.]
What kind of magic would you like to see?
[ It's the smallest contact, but it's what pushes him over the edge. Alucard reaching out for him. Closing the space between them. His back arches again as he lets go with a long moan that ends as just breath. Too-heavy breath, and a heart thumping like a drum.
It takes him a moment to come down, and he spends the time staring over at Alucard through glazed eyes. ]
So that- [ He manages eventually, his voice still a little too breathy. ] -that's how things are going to be. Whenever I need blood, with your leave.
It takes him a moment to come down, and he spends the time staring over at Alucard through glazed eyes. ]
So that- [ He manages eventually, his voice still a little too breathy. ] -that's how things are going to be. Whenever I need blood, with your leave.
[Alucard's thumb rubs small circles over Trevor's hip when the Belmont finishes. It's so careful. So much not wanting to overwhelm him, but needing to touch him again. Trevor's one of the best things that's happened to him. He needs to know that.]
We're agreed.
[That's an excuse to inch closer to him. To snug himself close to Trevor again, and to make the agreement something closer to a promise. Alucard kisses Trevor slowly and carefully. He can't overwhelm this perfect dhampir.]
We're agreed.
[That's an excuse to inch closer to him. To snug himself close to Trevor again, and to make the agreement something closer to a promise. Alucard kisses Trevor slowly and carefully. He can't overwhelm this perfect dhampir.]
That'd- it'd be nice, one day. Once things are calmer and the estate doesn't need defending.
[ Stop trying to make this about things he wants, this was meant to be a good thing for you! ]
I don't really know. What does revealing things mean?
[ Stop trying to make this about things he wants, this was meant to be a good thing for you! ]
I don't really know. What does revealing things mean?
[ He doesn't deepen the kiss but instead murmurs something against it. Something overly sappy, if the look on his face is any indication. His arms coil around Alucard, pulling him close. ]
Thank you. [ It's still against his lips, soft and a little worn. ] For coming back.
Thank you. [ It's still against his lips, soft and a little worn. ] For coming back.
You make me safe here. [The words are just as soft. Stupidly adoring.]
I'll always come back.
I'll always come back.
Somewhere east, maybe. Across the black sea.
[Alucard seems to like the idea as well, but..right.]
Hm. Like this.
[There are a few murmured words. And then something heavy suddenly appears at Alucard's side, bundled tightly in brown leather, attached to his belt. The dhampir unhooks it carefully, then unwraps. Lays the thing in his lap and--
--it's a book.]
The travel version of my family's most important spells and medical information.
[Alucard seems to like the idea as well, but..right.]
Hm. Like this.
[There are a few murmured words. And then something heavy suddenly appears at Alucard's side, bundled tightly in brown leather, attached to his belt. The dhampir unhooks it carefully, then unwraps. Lays the thing in his lap and--
--it's a book.]
The travel version of my family's most important spells and medical information.
Oh. So it’s not revealing things as in making people’s clothes fall off.
[ He looks at the book for a moment. Reaches his hand out to touch it but stops short. ]
Shit. Magic books. [ A pause. ] My sister used spells to find words and passages in her books. Can you do that?
[ He looks at the book for a moment. Reaches his hand out to touch it but stops short. ]
Shit. Magic books. [ A pause. ] My sister used spells to find words and passages in her books. Can you do that?
Fall on, actually.
[Alucard smiles, moving the book closer. Telling him it's okay to touch.]
I could, but I have most of this committed to memory. There's no need.
[Alucard smiles, moving the book closer. Telling him it's okay to touch.]
I could, but I have most of this committed to memory. There's no need.
I know you will.
And whatever I did to deserve you, I’ll keep on doing it as long as I can.
And whatever I did to deserve you, I’ll keep on doing it as long as I can.
Well shit. Spells for making people more dressed.
[ He reaches out to touch the book. It feels real, at least to his untrained hands, rather than a magical construct of some sort. ]
How is it made? Did you move the book from somewhere else to here? Or did you create it from magic? Or the information in the book stored in the spell, and the spell gives it form?
[ He almost sounds half-informed on the topic. Especially for a non-mage. So maybe he’s been reading up on this, trying to understand something that means so much to the humans. Don’t tell Sypha he has to keep being tsun at her. ]
[ He reaches out to touch the book. It feels real, at least to his untrained hands, rather than a magical construct of some sort. ]
How is it made? Did you move the book from somewhere else to here? Or did you create it from magic? Or the information in the book stored in the spell, and the spell gives it form?
[ He almost sounds half-informed on the topic. Especially for a non-mage. So maybe he’s been reading up on this, trying to understand something that means so much to the humans. Don’t tell Sypha he has to keep being tsun at her. ]
It's written as a normal book. But you make ink according to the first spell in the book, and it indexes and updates the rest of it. To ensure safety though you have to be a blood relation of mine to access it, or I have to write your name in the book.
[Alucard opens the first page. For him, it's a title page. For Trevor? It's blank.]
Flip through. It should be blank for almost every page, save a few dummy pages that are scribbles.
[Alucard opens the first page. For him, it's a title page. For Trevor? It's blank.]
Flip through. It should be blank for almost every page, save a few dummy pages that are scribbles.
[ He flips through the book. Sure enough, nothing. ]
And that’s where the hiding things comes in, then? Because other people can’t get the secrets out of it. Clever.
How are you feeling? This isn’t draining you, is it?
[ On the contrary, this place should be becoming more bearable with every spell cast. Up until a certain point, having magic passing through a body mades everything easier here. ]
And that’s where the hiding things comes in, then? Because other people can’t get the secrets out of it. Clever.
How are you feeling? This isn’t draining you, is it?
[ On the contrary, this place should be becoming more bearable with every spell cast. Up until a certain point, having magic passing through a body mades everything easier here. ]
If I don't reveal it, they don't even know it's on my person.
[That comes with a small, prideful smile.]
It does feel a little better. Just...there is something to be said about having to remind myself where I am, exactly.
[That comes with a small, prideful smile.]
It does feel a little better. Just...there is something to be said about having to remind myself where I am, exactly.
Shit, so you’ve had a secret book this whole time and it’s just been hidden away too safely for you to read?
[ He takes a moment to figure out what that means, then nods. ]
Oh, right. Hell has- kind of a bad reputation with humans, doesn’t it?
[ He takes a moment to figure out what that means, then nods. ]
Oh, right. Hell has- kind of a bad reputation with humans, doesn’t it?
Correct. Without access to magic, I can't call it up to reveal itself. It's a good thing I've had it in my head for as long as I have, but it's also what I mean when I speak of how magic connects me back to my family.
[It is so, so literal.
Alucard laughs softly, nudging his shoulder against Trevor's.]
It does. But that you're more focused on magic working here means a lot, Trevor.
[It is so, so literal.
Alucard laughs softly, nudging his shoulder against Trevor's.]
It does. But that you're more focused on magic working here means a lot, Trevor.
I’d thought you meant something a little less literal, to be honest.
[ A warmth rises to his cheeks as Alucard brushes against him. He’s not sure if it ought to. Alucard and Sypha share one of the guest rooms now. He doesn’t object, of course he doesn’t. But it means moments like this are. Maybe not allowed. ]
I- can’t go with the two of you. So I can’t keep you safe the normal way. I figure- you know. You’ll be safer with magic than without it. And it gives me something to work on.
[ A warmth rises to his cheeks as Alucard brushes against him. He’s not sure if it ought to. Alucard and Sypha share one of the guest rooms now. He doesn’t object, of course he doesn’t. But it means moments like this are. Maybe not allowed. ]
I- can’t go with the two of you. So I can’t keep you safe the normal way. I figure- you know. You’ll be safer with magic than without it. And it gives me something to work on.
Oh, it can be less literal as well. Just the easiest thing to explain. We hid a lot of things over Wallachia's countryside too.
[Alucard doesn't miss that look on Trevor's face. He smiles at it, perhaps a little too kind.]
We should switch you out at some point. Travel with Sypha or myself, just for a little while.
[Alucard doesn't miss that look on Trevor's face. He smiles at it, perhaps a little too kind.]
We should switch you out at some point. Travel with Sypha or myself, just for a little while.
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