[Alucard had considered that Sypha might try to speed things along. He planned for that, although he failed to account for how wonderful it is to have fingers in his hair, to have her right up against him like this.
The hand at her hip has one job and one job only, and that is to herd Sypha into his lap entirely. Oh, sure, she can keep her knees balanced on either side, but eventually there will be exhaustion and she will be settled right where he wants her to be.
There's a stillness as tongue brushes against fang, but that's to ensure that no blood is drawn. Once the moment has passed, there's a new and sudden aggression in his affections, the hand on her cheek moving, holding onto her other side much more firmly now.]
My notiffs are about an hour behind, ugh
The hand at her hip has one job and one job only, and that is to herd Sypha into his lap entirely. Oh, sure, she can keep her knees balanced on either side, but eventually there will be exhaustion and she will be settled right where he wants her to be.
There's a stillness as tongue brushes against fang, but that's to ensure that no blood is drawn. Once the moment has passed, there's a new and sudden aggression in his affections, the hand on her cheek moving, holding onto her other side much more firmly now.]