[Alucard's eyes threaten to shut, so he can focus on every other sensation, but he doesn't allow for it. The greatest part of all of this is getting to watch Sypha, watching her react, memorizing every movement that gets wonderful, perfect noises from her.
Like this, they can wrap around each other as completely as possible. Let limbs tangle, let chests be flush against each other, take advantage of every little thing. With his hands on her hips now, Alucard leans forward just as her lips touch his.]
Then I'll continue to let you lead.
[Because that's a delight too, putting his complete and utter trust in Sypha like this. He'd never feel comfortable with that outside Sypha and Trevor, and it too is testament to how far they've come from that first meeting under Gresit.
He scoots forward on the sofa just a little so that if Sypha's legs wish to wrap around his waist, they can. From there, all Alucard can do is continue to thrust in careful, controlled ways, because this? He doesn't want it over.
But he refuses to keep both hands on her hips. His left moves, resting just above where they meet so that every time Sypha grinds down, there is pressure against her clit. It'd be unfair and wrong for only his needs to be addressed.]
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Like this, they can wrap around each other as completely as possible. Let limbs tangle, let chests be flush against each other, take advantage of every little thing. With his hands on her hips now, Alucard leans forward just as her lips touch his.]
Then I'll continue to let you lead.
[Because that's a delight too, putting his complete and utter trust in Sypha like this. He'd never feel comfortable with that outside Sypha and Trevor, and it too is testament to how far they've come from that first meeting under Gresit.
He scoots forward on the sofa just a little so that if Sypha's legs wish to wrap around his waist, they can. From there, all Alucard can do is continue to thrust in careful, controlled ways, because this? He doesn't want it over.
But he refuses to keep both hands on her hips. His left moves, resting just above where they meet so that every time Sypha grinds down, there is pressure against her clit. It'd be unfair and wrong for only his needs to be addressed.]