[It is still funny though. They've gotten so swept up in each other, in all of this, that basic things managed to slip from their minds utterly. But that says an awful lot in and of itself, and all of those things said are positives from Alucard's perspective.
There's a lot of careful maneuvering involved. Alucard lets Trevor simply guide him, shifting weight where it's appropriate but otherwise wholly dependent on Trevor to figure out where the both of them ought to be. A few inappropriate noises do squeak out (angles, in this particular situation, dictate so much), but then they're settled. An inverse of before, where all Trevor wanted was fangs in his neck and Alucard obliged.
But this is perfect. Alucard can do the thing he loves most, which is wrap around Trevor entirely, and simply get lost in the perfection of that feeling. His arms reach out to start that process, both around Trevor's shoulders and hands meeting at the top of Trevor's spine.]
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[It is still funny though. They've gotten so swept up in each other, in all of this, that basic things managed to slip from their minds utterly. But that says an awful lot in and of itself, and all of those things said are positives from Alucard's perspective.
There's a lot of careful maneuvering involved. Alucard lets Trevor simply guide him, shifting weight where it's appropriate but otherwise wholly dependent on Trevor to figure out where the both of them ought to be. A few inappropriate noises do squeak out (angles, in this particular situation, dictate so much), but then they're settled. An inverse of before, where all Trevor wanted was fangs in his neck and Alucard obliged.
But this is perfect. Alucard can do the thing he loves most, which is wrap around Trevor entirely, and simply get lost in the perfection of that feeling. His arms reach out to start that process, both around Trevor's shoulders and hands meeting at the top of Trevor's spine.]
Perfection.