[There is a smile and a soft chuckle at his words, although her eyes are still only for him, pupils blown in desire. A protest falls past her lips as he retreats, mouth starting to open to give a quick quip, but it falls away in to a low moan as his lips dance over her skin.
No doubt some may look upon him with horror due to his lineage, and Sypha knows a thing about that. All three of them have been judged by false beliefs, and in their cases, they couldn't be further from the truth. She's seen him fight, that raw strength and poise, and yet he is as delicate and gentle now as a lamb. One with sharp pointy fangs, mind...
Her hand does turn, to stroke down those golden threads, only to reach up again, fingers pressing against the nape of his neck. It is those small pleasurable noises that slip past her lips as she squirms on Alucard's lap. Her hand comes free from his shirt, to join the other one in his hair, and while he may skirt around her neck, Sypha trusts him wholly. It is why her head lolls to the side and her fingers press ever so, guiding, but not demanding, permission granted but not forced.]
then my internet goes down and my laptop decides to update
No doubt some may look upon him with horror due to his lineage, and Sypha knows a thing about that. All three of them have been judged by false beliefs, and in their cases, they couldn't be further from the truth. She's seen him fight, that raw strength and poise, and yet he is as delicate and gentle now as a lamb. One with sharp pointy fangs, mind...
Her hand does turn, to stroke down those golden threads, only to reach up again, fingers pressing against the nape of his neck. It is those small pleasurable noises that slip past her lips as she squirms on Alucard's lap. Her hand comes free from his shirt, to join the other one in his hair, and while he may skirt around her neck, Sypha trusts him wholly. It is why her head lolls to the side and her fingers press ever so, guiding, but not demanding, permission granted but not forced.]