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More than acceptable.
[ He releases the lock of hair, content to just look at Alucard in the same way he looks at Sypha, like a moth staring into a flame. ]
I don't know how long it'll take, but as soon as the medicine's safe for humans- be ready to invite her here.
[ He releases the lock of hair, content to just look at Alucard in the same way he looks at Sypha, like a moth staring into a flame. ]
I don't know how long it'll take, but as soon as the medicine's safe for humans- be ready to invite her here.
[ He can smell magic on the air. Blood on the air.
It's that, that and that while he's more than willing to pay Dracula's price himself, he isn't willing to force Sypha to do the same, that keeps him still at first. Sypha is the first to rush forward, arms around Alucard before Dracula's explanation is even done. Trevor follows, arms and winds around the both of them.
Sypha is the first to speak, staring up at Alucard, bright and furious. ]
What did he do?
It's that, that and that while he's more than willing to pay Dracula's price himself, he isn't willing to force Sypha to do the same, that keeps him still at first. Sypha is the first to rush forward, arms around Alucard before Dracula's explanation is even done. Trevor follows, arms and winds around the both of them.
Sypha is the first to speak, staring up at Alucard, bright and furious. ]
What did he do?
[That look is...it's a lot. Alucard doesn't know how he feels about being at the center of it, but he doesn't not like it.]
And in the mean time, you'll tell her?
[Alucard knows the answer is yes. He just wants to hear it out loud.]
And in the mean time, you'll tell her?
[Alucard knows the answer is yes. He just wants to hear it out loud.]
[This is good. Alucard has known from the past few months of dreams that to be in their arms is to be safe in a way that differs radically from his father's understanding of what it is to be safe. His arms go around them both too, a mess of arms and his hair threatening to tangle up too, making the thing an even greater mess.
But he can't avoid Sypha's eyes, and as he tries to do so, the collar of his shirt shifts just enough so that the tip of something dark and red and angry, a thin line of something, is there.]
All of the protective wards are within me. Doing so required a particular surgery that my parents....were in disagreement on.
[He had very, very much been asleep for that fight.]
It doesn't hurt. I promise.
But he can't avoid Sypha's eyes, and as he tries to do so, the collar of his shirt shifts just enough so that the tip of something dark and red and angry, a thin line of something, is there.]
All of the protective wards are within me. Doing so required a particular surgery that my parents....were in disagreement on.
[He had very, very much been asleep for that fight.]
It doesn't hurt. I promise.
I will.
[ In truth, he doesn't know how much longer he has here. Dreams are like the queen's lands, time compressed and expanded until it doesn't resemble reality at all. ]
I'll tell her the moment I wake.
[ In truth, he doesn't know how much longer he has here. Dreams are like the queen's lands, time compressed and expanded until it doesn't resemble reality at all. ]
I'll tell her the moment I wake.
[ Sypha doesn't seem entirely satisfied by that, ghosting a finger over the top of the horrible mark, not quite daring to touch it.
Only at night. The implications of that are- it'll mean Sypha has to shift the way she sleeps fairly drastically. And because she's human and has to sleep at some point, they can't work with Leon. Trevor tugs both of them closer as his mind races too much even to slow down to be concerned about the cut right now.
Dracula doesn't trust Leon not to take their queen's side. By doing this, he's ensured that Trevor and Sypha, at least, must follow Dracula if Leon ever does.
He slows enough to catch up on what else has been said, looking at Sypha's fingers and the horrible red mark under them. ]
I've seen this before. My sister carved spells into her heart and bones. It's something similar?
[ It's seeking intelligence more than trying to sympathise. That will come, but it will have to come later. ]
Only at night. The implications of that are- it'll mean Sypha has to shift the way she sleeps fairly drastically. And because she's human and has to sleep at some point, they can't work with Leon. Trevor tugs both of them closer as his mind races too much even to slow down to be concerned about the cut right now.
Dracula doesn't trust Leon not to take their queen's side. By doing this, he's ensured that Trevor and Sypha, at least, must follow Dracula if Leon ever does.
He slows enough to catch up on what else has been said, looking at Sypha's fingers and the horrible red mark under them. ]
I've seen this before. My sister carved spells into her heart and bones. It's something similar?
[ It's seeking intelligence more than trying to sympathise. That will come, but it will have to come later. ]
Yes, something like that.
[Alucard has tried not to dwell on the particulars, knowing he's happier in ignorance. He understands the concept, because the only winning argument his mother could manage is that their son had to consent to this.
And he had. Just for this moment.]
Can we sit? Or go somewhere?
[He doesn't know where the two rest lately, but he wants something soft to be on.
He hates the terms that demand the darkness be the only time they meet, but it'll have to be something they figure out together. Sypha turning in at midnight is probably more than enough, he'll simply never be there when they wake in the morning.]
[Alucard has tried not to dwell on the particulars, knowing he's happier in ignorance. He understands the concept, because the only winning argument his mother could manage is that their son had to consent to this.
And he had. Just for this moment.]
Can we sit? Or go somewhere?
[He doesn't know where the two rest lately, but he wants something soft to be on.
He hates the terms that demand the darkness be the only time they meet, but it'll have to be something they figure out together. Sypha turning in at midnight is probably more than enough, he'll simply never be there when they wake in the morning.]
[ Sypha takes Alucard's hand and pushes away Trevor's arms and wings, beginning to lead him. ]
We're staying not far from here.
[ Trevor just follows at first, letting Sypha lead both of them, until he finally processes everything and hurries forward just a little to take Alucard's free hand. Together they lead him to a small cave. It's a pleasant enough place, furs lining the rocky floor except for in the centre of the space, where a fire pit is built. The walls are covered with thin silk, spun by a group of silkmoths. ]
We don't usually keep shelter, but if disaster strikes in winter- the cold isn't good for humans. Sypha can keep herself warm if she needs to, but most people can't. We've been making warm places people can go and stay through the winter if needed.
We're staying not far from here.
[ Trevor just follows at first, letting Sypha lead both of them, until he finally processes everything and hurries forward just a little to take Alucard's free hand. Together they lead him to a small cave. It's a pleasant enough place, furs lining the rocky floor except for in the centre of the space, where a fire pit is built. The walls are covered with thin silk, spun by a group of silkmoths. ]
We don't usually keep shelter, but if disaster strikes in winter- the cold isn't good for humans. Sypha can keep herself warm if she needs to, but most people can't. We've been making warm places people can go and stay through the winter if needed.
[Alucard lets himself be led, and it's against his instinct. Not for any sort of posturing, but because after so many dreams, all he wants is to wrap around the other two and smother them with affection. He knows what the terms were, what they've agreed to. It's so much to accept in an instant, and the only thing he can do is murmur soft platitudes.
The space is so very warm, warm like them, warm like their embrace. Once inside though, Alucard simply settles down on the furs, looking up at the two expectingly.]
Are they all so lavishly decorated?
[His eyes go to the silks, then back to them.]
The space is so very warm, warm like them, warm like their embrace. Once inside though, Alucard simply settles down on the furs, looking up at the two expectingly.]
Are they all so lavishly decorated?
[His eyes go to the silks, then back to them.]
[He knows, he know perfectly just what she desires, and more than happily gives it to her. There is that barrier to him, a bridge that is not always drawn down, but there is also generosity to him. It's precious, those little things that make him him.
She meets him, matching the pace that he sets, chasing after that release that draws ever closer. It's heavily hooded eyes that keep hold of Alucard's, as he isn't wrong. She dearly loves to watch those emotions roll across his face, the vulnerability that he is willing to share in it. And as much as she wants her own release, she isn't entirely greedy and oh, how she does love to watch his hit him.
Her forehead rests against his, those low moans and soft pants a song from her, proof of her own pleasures. And yet she pushes, driving him on, pushes him as she squeezes with intent with her walls around him each time he buries deep, legs adding to that as she adds that small grinding circular motion. Her lips ghost over his, light as an angel's wings as pushes. Harder, deeper, faster.]
She meets him, matching the pace that he sets, chasing after that release that draws ever closer. It's heavily hooded eyes that keep hold of Alucard's, as he isn't wrong. She dearly loves to watch those emotions roll across his face, the vulnerability that he is willing to share in it. And as much as she wants her own release, she isn't entirely greedy and oh, how she does love to watch his hit him.
Her forehead rests against his, those low moans and soft pants a song from her, proof of her own pleasures. And yet she pushes, driving him on, pushes him as she squeezes with intent with her walls around him each time he buries deep, legs adding to that as she adds that small grinding circular motion. Her lips ghost over his, light as an angel's wings as pushes. Harder, deeper, faster.]
[ Trevor clams up a little at that, going quiet and awkward as Sypha leads Alucard to sit near the fire pit, starting a fire. ]
We were here anyway. And weaving is something I can do. And-
[ He has been called the fuck out. He wanted to make it nice because this is where Sypha's staying and he can't just find a nice place to keep her safe, okay???? This is the next best thing. ]
We were here anyway. And weaving is something I can do. And-
[ He has been called the fuck out. He wanted to make it nice because this is where Sypha's staying and he can't just find a nice place to keep her safe, okay???? This is the next best thing. ]
It's nice.
[There's a softness in his voice, making the words sound even more genuine than they are.
One settled by the fire, Alucard looks over at Trevor expectingly, wondering why the Belmont's lingering behind.]
Bring a blanket?
[There's a softness in his voice, making the words sound even more genuine than they are.
One settled by the fire, Alucard looks over at Trevor expectingly, wondering why the Belmont's lingering behind.]
Bring a blanket?
[ He looks over the walls, suddenly very conscious of every slight mistake in the weaving of the cloth over them. Alucard’s request brings him back to himself, though, and he takes a blanket over to drape it over both Alucard’s shoulders and Sypha’s. ]
For what it’s worth, I’m glad you’re here with us.
For what it’s worth, I’m glad you’re here with us.
[Before Trevor can back away at all, Alucard catches his hand. Holds onto it, trying to anchor the Belmont in place while silently suggesting that he just sit. Sit and be there because that's all that matters right now.]
I am as well, although I'd be a liar if I said it didn't make me nervous.
I am as well, although I'd be a liar if I said it didn't make me nervous.
[ He sits at Alucard's other side, putting an arm over his houlder and pulling slightly until Alucard is leaned against him and Sypha against Alucard. As it should be. As it should have been for months. ]
I should probably- [ He shouldn't be nervous about this. It's something they've been discussing this whole time. It's something he's been ready to do since he first laid eyes on Alucard. Hell, his sister goes about claiming people by tapping her finger against their nose and then riding off. ] -I should lay claim to you. You won't be safe from her until I do.
Is that- that's okay, right?
I should probably- [ He shouldn't be nervous about this. It's something they've been discussing this whole time. It's something he's been ready to do since he first laid eyes on Alucard. Hell, his sister goes about claiming people by tapping her finger against their nose and then riding off. ] -I should lay claim to you. You won't be safe from her until I do.
Is that- that's okay, right?
[It's all three of them touching. For real this time, not just in dreams, not just in phantom ways. He sighs at that, luxuriating in it. It's...it's beyond words, until Trevor says something that is far more sobering than he means it to be.
Alucard's hand reaches to find Trevor's, taking it gently.]
Search the spellwork on me before you say anything else. It doesn't permit claiming by anyone, not in any way that matters. It's the best defense against her, but it precludes anyone else...
Alucard's hand reaches to find Trevor's, taking it gently.]
Search the spellwork on me before you say anything else. It doesn't permit claiming by anyone, not in any way that matters. It's the best defense against her, but it precludes anyone else...
Edited 2019-06-19 20:55 (UTC)
But-
[ He looks over Alucard, testing the air for magic. There's so much of it, between Alucard and Sypha, it's difficult to follow any one thread. He hangs his head, swearing under his breath. ]
-she doesn't need to lay claim with you to fuck with you. I don't have any other way to stop her.
[ He's going to fail. He's going to fail and Sypha's going to suffer for it and- He swallows, and there's an outraged cry of Belmont! before he even speaks. ]
Go home. Tell him I don't consent to this deal.
[ He looks over Alucard, testing the air for magic. There's so much of it, between Alucard and Sypha, it's difficult to follow any one thread. He hangs his head, swearing under his breath. ]
-she doesn't need to lay claim with you to fuck with you. I don't have any other way to stop her.
[ He's going to fail. He's going to fail and Sypha's going to suffer for it and- He swallows, and there's an outraged cry of Belmont! before he even speaks. ]
Go home. Tell him I don't consent to this deal.
[Go home.
His stomach drops, and there's nothing else left of the vampire except a muted expression of absolute confusion, the one that says that he can't believe what he's just heard. Not that he didn't, just that...no?
None of that can be right.
But the worst part, the fear of what might happen after dreams, that comes crashing down in one awful, crushing blow, and as if driven by rote muscle memory, ALucard carefully starts to disentangle himself from the pile of limbs.]
All right then.
His stomach drops, and there's nothing else left of the vampire except a muted expression of absolute confusion, the one that says that he can't believe what he's just heard. Not that he didn't, just that...no?
None of that can be right.
But the worst part, the fear of what might happen after dreams, that comes crashing down in one awful, crushing blow, and as if driven by rote muscle memory, ALucard carefully starts to disentangle himself from the pile of limbs.]
All right then.
[It feels so good, resting forehead against forehead, shameless in muting none of their noises. The wonderful things coming out of Sypha's mouth only serve to draw quicker, shorter breaths from Alucard. They shorten even more as she squeezes, grinds, moves in every way. There's tension blossoming from deep in the pit of Alucard now, and there's no point in attempting a delay.
The short, quick breaths become sudden shudders, the moan of absolute pleasure and release drawing up from somewhere in his stomach and steadily blossoming outwards all at once. Alucard arches forward, aware he's already pressed as close as he can be against Sypha yet still trying, the warmth and stickiness of sweat serving only to bind them closer together.
It crescendos into one loud shout, Alucard trying his absolute best to say something intelligent as he does. Unsurprisingly, the dhampir fails, and all that he manages in addition to being incredibly noisy is a look of absolute bliss over his face, eyes half-open yet clearly focused on Sypha, smile tugging at his lips, fangs just barely visible.]
The short, quick breaths become sudden shudders, the moan of absolute pleasure and release drawing up from somewhere in his stomach and steadily blossoming outwards all at once. Alucard arches forward, aware he's already pressed as close as he can be against Sypha yet still trying, the warmth and stickiness of sweat serving only to bind them closer together.
It crescendos into one loud shout, Alucard trying his absolute best to say something intelligent as he does. Unsurprisingly, the dhampir fails, and all that he manages in addition to being incredibly noisy is a look of absolute bliss over his face, eyes half-open yet clearly focused on Sypha, smile tugging at his lips, fangs just barely visible.]
I can't protect you from her like this. It's impossible. I'm not going to bet Sypha's life on something I know I can't do.
[ He lets Alucard go, but Sypha clings to him. ]
I accept the deal, even if he doesn't.
[ He lets Alucard go, but Sypha clings to him. ]
I accept the deal, even if he doesn't.
[There's a moment when Alucard tries to disentangle from Sypha, still too mechanical for the situation. Then there is darkness, with even the flame from the fire gone. Alucard? If he's there, he too is surrounded in darkness.
From that darkness, from every direction, there is Dracula's voice, cold and furious.]
What were my exact words, Belmont?
From that darkness, from every direction, there is Dracula's voice, cold and furious.]
What were my exact words, Belmont?
[ Darkness shouldn't be a problem. He should be able to find his way by the taste of magic on the air, feel Sypha's presence. He doesn't. Before, there had been almost too much magic to pick individual threads. Now, there's a flood of it. More than the actual darkness, that is disorienting. ]
Fuck your exact words! [ He yells at the darkness. He's accepted the terms already. He knows he has. ] I can't protect him! You made it impossible for me to protect him, then sent him out here! What kind of sick joke is this?
Fuck your exact words! [ He yells at the darkness. He's accepted the terms already. He knows he has. ] I can't protect him! You made it impossible for me to protect him, then sent him out here! What kind of sick joke is this?
[The darkness moves. It trembles with rage, roils under Trevor's feet. It moves in closer, constricting with every word.]
How I choose to protect my son is not for you to question. Why you are under the impression that, after all of this, I would allow for the thing that started all of this to pass in the first place is explained only by your surname.
[The thickness of the magic in the air remains as heavy and thick as ever, but it too moves closer.]
You have accepted the terms, Belmont. You must both abandon them and my son to nullify them. There will be no retribution upon your heads for that, but know that the decision lasts the rest of your natural life. He is scarred for the rest of his natural life because he valued you both more than his safety.
[The darkness is now nearly choking, driven not by vengeance, but something simpler: a parent's anger over a child's heartbreak.]
How I choose to protect my son is not for you to question. Why you are under the impression that, after all of this, I would allow for the thing that started all of this to pass in the first place is explained only by your surname.
[The thickness of the magic in the air remains as heavy and thick as ever, but it too moves closer.]
You have accepted the terms, Belmont. You must both abandon them and my son to nullify them. There will be no retribution upon your heads for that, but know that the decision lasts the rest of your natural life. He is scarred for the rest of his natural life because he valued you both more than his safety.
[The darkness is now nearly choking, driven not by vengeance, but something simpler: a parent's anger over a child's heartbreak.]
He's scarred because you scarred him, asshole.
[ He's terrified. He's terrified more than he remembers being terrified in his life. Even when Sypha was trapped in the church - even then the worst they would do was kill her. Dracula, though- ]
Promise that you won't punish her for my mistakes, and I'll agree to whatever extra terms you give me. Anything.
[ He's terrified. He's terrified more than he remembers being terrified in his life. Even when Sypha was trapped in the church - even then the worst they would do was kill her. Dracula, though- ]
Promise that you won't punish her for my mistakes, and I'll agree to whatever extra terms you give me. Anything.
No.
[The darkness settles. Something heavy rests on Trevor's feet, coiling around him slowly. The texture of it is soft. Leathery. Bat wings perhaps.]
Such negotiations are not rightly negotiated by you. Increase the flame and summon your patriarch then. Let it not be said I have not worked on behalf of my son's happiness.
[The darkness settles. Something heavy rests on Trevor's feet, coiling around him slowly. The texture of it is soft. Leathery. Bat wings perhaps.]
Such negotiations are not rightly negotiated by you. Increase the flame and summon your patriarch then. Let it not be said I have not worked on behalf of my son's happiness.
Edited 2019-06-20 00:34 (UTC)
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