[Alucard's aware of just how hard he grinds down on Trevor when he catches sight of that face. It's because it's too hard too quickly and there's a little bit of reverberation and regret on the dhampir's end but to hell with it. Worth it. Worth it because that face is absolutely beautiful.
He can't know what his own looks like, flushed with color and eyelids that feel so goddamn heavy but refuse to close, lest he lose sight of what's important here. All Alucard can guess is that he must look close to Trevor in this moment and--
--whatever. He's overthinking, and all Alucard wants to do is lean in and kiss Trevor. Keep his mouth over his, swallowing every wonderful noise he can. So he does just that, deep and loving and broking no argument in response. For emphasis Alucard's hands move up and down Trevor's spine - one hand in each direction. It may be enough to distract from how his own back is starting to twitch, unsteady and so very, very close.]
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He can't know what his own looks like, flushed with color and eyelids that feel so goddamn heavy but refuse to close, lest he lose sight of what's important here. All Alucard can guess is that he must look close to Trevor in this moment and--
--whatever. He's overthinking, and all Alucard wants to do is lean in and kiss Trevor. Keep his mouth over his, swallowing every wonderful noise he can. So he does just that, deep and loving and broking no argument in response. For emphasis Alucard's hands move up and down Trevor's spine - one hand in each direction. It may be enough to distract from how his own back is starting to twitch, unsteady and so very, very close.]