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Well. Good. That's that dealt with, then.
[ He's not entirely convinced that it's not a problem, but he's also happy to drop the topic. Besides, the burner does cook things much faster than heated stone does. ]
There we go. Eggs.
[ He's not entirely convinced that it's not a problem, but he's also happy to drop the topic. Besides, the burner does cook things much faster than heated stone does. ]
There we go. Eggs.
That's why I asked about time.
[Alucard never thought he'd be in a place like this. Safe. Warm. Loved. Kissed and floating along in the arms of someone who truly loves him in turn. Someone who's already made it clear he cares.]
Okay. We'll do that.
[He then pauses, a faint frown on his face.]
Does it have to be formal? I don't think I have the right...anything, for that.
[Alucard never thought he'd be in a place like this. Safe. Warm. Loved. Kissed and floating along in the arms of someone who truly loves him in turn. Someone who's already made it clear he cares.]
Okay. We'll do that.
[He then pauses, a faint frown on his face.]
Does it have to be formal? I don't think I have the right...anything, for that.
And now you know how that part of the kitchen works.
[He sounds pleased about that much. Doesn't smile, but there's satisfaction somewhere in all those miserable lines on her face.]
Go wake her up. I can keep this much warm.
[He sounds pleased about that much. Doesn't smile, but there's satisfaction somewhere in all those miserable lines on her face.]
Go wake her up. I can keep this much warm.
Yeah, I’ll be back soon.
[ He’s gone a little while, and Sypha’s attached to his arm when he returns. He guides her to a chair and she falls into it like syrup before noticing Alucard and perking up a little. ]
Oh! You’re up and about.
[ He’s gone a little while, and Sypha’s attached to his arm when he returns. He guides her to a chair and she falls into it like syrup before noticing Alucard and perking up a little. ]
Oh! You’re up and about.
[The two plates are covered with pot lids until they get back. Keeping things warm. The bacon crisp. The eggs perfect.
When they approach, Alucard removes those lids and--
--oh.]
A little, yes.
[He feels like a deer in the headlights, and all he wants to do is move in the other direction.]
He cooked it all
When they approach, Alucard removes those lids and--
--oh.]
A little, yes.
[He feels like a deer in the headlights, and all he wants to do is move in the other direction.]
He cooked it all
I don’t think they’d care much. Lady Theodora might try to put you in court clothes, but she just likes telling people what to wear.
[ But he pauses. Thinks. He’s had to be careful with the gifts he’s presented to Alucard. Nothing too extravagant, nothing that might arouse suspicion. But if it were just for visiting with the fae and Sara’s court- ]
...do you want to have the right anything?
[ But he pauses. Thinks. He’s had to be careful with the gifts he’s presented to Alucard. Nothing too extravagant, nothing that might arouse suspicion. But if it were just for visiting with the fae and Sara’s court- ]
...do you want to have the right anything?
If you think it's appropriate, and I can store it with you and yours--
[No one will know if they keep it in the little house Alucard recovered in. Maybe that's enough.]
I'll leave it to you?
[I trust you.]
[No one will know if they keep it in the little house Alucard recovered in. Maybe that's enough.]
I'll leave it to you?
[I trust you.]
CONTINUED
--Belmont. What the fuck?
[The very mature greeting of a boyfriend who is so fucking done and finding his boyfriend fully dressed in a tub.]
--Belmont. What the fuck?
[The very mature greeting of a boyfriend who is so fucking done and finding his boyfriend fully dressed in a tub.]
[Fully-dressed is a very generous term for this. There are leggings, okay? Granted, they currently have his testicles in a chokehold, and if he were unsure about the notion of fathering children at any point, it's a definite impossibility now. Probably for the better.
No one wants his genes.
Because there are two empty bottles of God-knows-what on the lip of the tub. God-knows-what because Trever has peeled the labels off bit-by-bit and left them tiny, soggy, multicolored flakes in the bathwater; empty because--
Even with Adrian's leave-in conditioner in his hair, he reeks of alcohol.]
Don't ask me 'what the fuck' unless you brought the bog whiskey.
No one wants his genes.
Because there are two empty bottles of God-knows-what on the lip of the tub. God-knows-what because Trever has peeled the labels off bit-by-bit and left them tiny, soggy, multicolored flakes in the bathwater; empty because--
Even with Adrian's leave-in conditioner in his hair, he reeks of alcohol.]
Don't ask me 'what the fuck' unless you brought the bog whiskey.
It's my bath tub, I will ask all the questions I like.
[So no. No bog whiskey. Only a huffy dhampir marching right over to the tub.]
Get out of the tub. I will peel those leggings off if I need to.
[Is it over dramatic for him to open up his nails to razor sharp length? Probably! Does he do it regardless? Sure does!]
[So no. No bog whiskey. Only a huffy dhampir marching right over to the tub.]
Get out of the tub. I will peel those leggings off if I need to.
[Is it over dramatic for him to open up his nails to razor sharp length? Probably! Does he do it regardless? Sure does!]
--I"m not putting these near your dick. Don't be stupid.
I'm going to rip the fabric on the outer sides only. The rest can be pealed away.
[Alucard sighs, then waggles his hand in the come forward motion.]
Do this for me and I'll let you look at my legs all nice and wet?
[Alucard sighs, then waggles his hand in the come forward motion.]
Do this for me and I'll let you look at my legs all nice and wet?
Get out of the tub? I don't want you to slip.
[Okay, that's-- He can do this. He can. And it may be with all the grace of a newborn giraffe, but he manages to stiffly shuffle to the edge of the tub, whereupon he collapses -- almost on top of the empty liquor bottles -- to the floor beside Adrian. His head may have smacked the floor. It's hard to tell if that hollow thud is his skull or his pride.]
I blame my head trauma solely on your legs.
I blame my head trauma solely on your legs.
[Alucard tries to dive to prevent him from falling to the floor. Alucard fails miserably, and that? That means a concussion check next.]
No, I blame your drinking.
[He was going to try and make this sexy, but not now. Alucard goes about this practically, running his nails down one side of the leggings, then the other. Then?
Then the peeling off happens. That is careful. Slow. Alucard's eyes focused on all of Trevor's hips and lower body, sighing in relief as the fabric pulls away.]
How's that feel?
No, I blame your drinking.
[He was going to try and make this sexy, but not now. Alucard goes about this practically, running his nails down one side of the leggings, then the other. Then?
Then the peeling off happens. That is careful. Slow. Alucard's eyes focused on all of Trevor's hips and lower body, sighing in relief as the fabric pulls away.]
How's that feel?
[Trevor groans loudly, with a dramatic sprawl across the floor. It's as ungraceful as his exit from the tub, but despite the red marks all around his hips and legs, it feels like he can breathe again.
And Adrian's heard that moan before, but not like this.]
Fuck, that's better. Thank you.
And Adrian's heard that moan before, but not like this.]
Fuck, that's better. Thank you.
All you had to do was ask for help.
[Alucard finishes with the fabric, then flings it aside. Scoots himself up towards Trevor's head, and gently kisses his lips.]
Sit up slowly. Make sure you don't have a concussion.
[Alucard finishes with the fabric, then flings it aside. Scoots himself up towards Trevor's head, and gently kisses his lips.]
Sit up slowly. Make sure you don't have a concussion.
[Trevor does as he's asked for once, reaches up to rub at the sore spot on his head. It's hard to tell, with inebriation numbing the way, but--]
No harm done.
[Trevor presses a grateful kiss to Adrian's cheek, and then squints down at his phone.]
Are you home early? [Or was he just in the tub for that long?]
No harm done.
[Trevor presses a grateful kiss to Adrian's cheek, and then squints down at his phone.]
Are you home early? [Or was he just in the tub for that long?]
Yes, I am.
[Alucard squints at Trevor, then sighs.]
No sleeping for a while, you have to sober up before we figure out how badly you hit your head.
[That kiss does a lot to shut him up though, and he takes Trevor's hand in his.]
I believe I need to pay up though yes?
[Alucard squints at Trevor, then sighs.]
No sleeping for a while, you have to sober up before we figure out how badly you hit your head.
[That kiss does a lot to shut him up though, and he takes Trevor's hand in his.]
I believe I need to pay up though yes?
[There's a squeeze of Trevor's hand, and then? Then Alucard gets up. Walks over to the tub, his back turned to Trevor. He keeps his back turned, removing his trousers. Pausing to unbutton his shirt, and then getting into the tub.
When he turns? It's with his shirt still open, and hands reaching down to get more water running from his hips down to his legs.]
As agreed then.
When he turns? It's with his shirt still open, and hands reaching down to get more water running from his hips down to his legs.]
As agreed then.
[Trevor has a few very specific fixations. One of them happens to be wet skin, and another, Adrian's legs. Bless them, praise them; both at once nearly has him giddy.
He leans forward, elbows on his knees and a nigh-dreamy sigh on his lips.]
You're fucking beautiful.
He leans forward, elbows on his knees and a nigh-dreamy sigh on his lips.]
You're fucking beautiful.
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