[It's a groan. Fond, yes, but still a groan that is not impressed at all with this dirty talk. However, the kiss is a good opportunity to indicate maybe shut up, and so Alucard chases after that kiss with one of his own.
One that's far hungrier, tinged with copper when lips meet lips, when tongue tries to indicate that right now, it'd like to be welcomed into a familiar space. Under other circumstances, Alucard might consider what tasting one's own blood in a kiss would be light. Right now though? He just doesn't want the rest of this ruined.]
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[It's a groan. Fond, yes, but still a groan that is not impressed at all with this dirty talk. However, the kiss is a good opportunity to indicate maybe shut up, and so Alucard chases after that kiss with one of his own.
One that's far hungrier, tinged with copper when lips meet lips, when tongue tries to indicate that right now, it'd like to be welcomed into a familiar space. Under other circumstances, Alucard might consider what tasting one's own blood in a kiss would be light. Right now though? He just doesn't want the rest of this ruined.]