[He'll explain in the morning. Pressed up against Trevor's side, thinking of little else but perhaps making dreams reality.
Alucard absolutely groans into Trevor's mouth at the touch of the tongue, and he then is so, so happy to accept that invitation. There's no slowness as Alucard deepens the kiss, and far more importantly, the hand that was trying to keep Trevor's hips still releases it's grip. It moves to grab at Trevor's backside instead, aware that it means scratches but not caring terribly much.]
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Alucard absolutely groans into Trevor's mouth at the touch of the tongue, and he then is so, so happy to accept that invitation. There's no slowness as Alucard deepens the kiss, and far more importantly, the hand that was trying to keep Trevor's hips still releases it's grip. It moves to grab at Trevor's backside instead, aware that it means scratches but not caring terribly much.]