[ Those noises are- god, those noises. They're somehow obscene and ridiculous and perfect at once. By the time Alucard is in place, they have Trevor staring up at him adoringly. His beautiful, slightly squeaky vampire. Without meaning to, he shifts back against Alucard's hands. ]
Certainly is from this angle.
[ It really is, having Alucard wrapped around him like this, his face lovely and flushed up there where the sky ought to be, light peeking through the curtain of his hair. His hands can't wander, needing to remain where they are to move Alucard up and down upon him, but he's positioned well to kiss at the base of Alucard's throat and then up his collarbone. His thrusts are shallow because of the position, slow. It's not even close to the hardest they've done this. But it doesn't need to be. Honestly, that would perhaps be too much on top of everything else. ]
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Certainly is from this angle.
[ It really is, having Alucard wrapped around him like this, his face lovely and flushed up there where the sky ought to be, light peeking through the curtain of his hair. His hands can't wander, needing to remain where they are to move Alucard up and down upon him, but he's positioned well to kiss at the base of Alucard's throat and then up his collarbone. His thrusts are shallow because of the position, slow. It's not even close to the hardest they've done this. But it doesn't need to be. Honestly, that would perhaps be too much on top of everything else. ]