[ It's nice, here, to be whole and feel like himself. He's recovering in reality but it's slow and painful and certainly not the kind of state that facilitates anything like this. While he is more whole, here, Alucard is almost less. Less perfect, all flushed with hair splayed out in every direction, little bruises on his neck that could never form in the waking world.
Perhaps not less whole. More human sounds a little more accurate.
He kisses and nips at the skin of Alucard's neck, moving about as he does, the first focused attack swiftly turning into something more flighty but no less passionate. Despite the help, he's not in any real hurry to actually unbutton the trousers and continues to rub Alucard through them. The stupid grin can be felt through the kisses every time his thumb catches teasingly against one of the buttons and it seems like he's going to finally do it but instead returns to the performance of pretending to not be able to find those buttons.
It's the promising sensation of cool fingers against the flushed skin of his hips that eventually prompts him to have mercy and finally undo the buttons. ]
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Perhaps not less whole. More human sounds a little more accurate.
He kisses and nips at the skin of Alucard's neck, moving about as he does, the first focused attack swiftly turning into something more flighty but no less passionate. Despite the help, he's not in any real hurry to actually unbutton the trousers and continues to rub Alucard through them. The stupid grin can be felt through the kisses every time his thumb catches teasingly against one of the buttons and it seems like he's going to finally do it but instead returns to the performance of pretending to not be able to find those buttons.
It's the promising sensation of cool fingers against the flushed skin of his hips that eventually prompts him to have mercy and finally undo the buttons. ]