[At the sound of his name, Alucard looks up for only a moment. In the intensity of his gold eyes there is an absolute hunger for where this will end, but it is balanced with a genuine besotted adoration the likes that the vampire could only, only have for his Speaker or his Belmont. The sigh that follows is better for a swooning maiden, and he nuzzles upwards in the general direction of Sypha's neck without ever really trying to leave the space he's carved out for himself.
He's been using one hand to simply hold onto Sypha, and now the other one moves downward. There's no care to it, not like before, only a speed that is in line with the intensity that they've made for themselves. That hand grabs onto Sypha's thigh with no small amount of enthusiasm, then slides up with all too clear purpose.
Alucard's mouth hasn't returned to smothering Sypha's chest with kisses, but that's only because a practical matter has to be taken care of first.]
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He's been using one hand to simply hold onto Sypha, and now the other one moves downward. There's no care to it, not like before, only a speed that is in line with the intensity that they've made for themselves. That hand grabs onto Sypha's thigh with no small amount of enthusiasm, then slides up with all too clear purpose.
Alucard's mouth hasn't returned to smothering Sypha's chest with kisses, but that's only because a practical matter has to be taken care of first.]
We should be rid of anything else.