[Alucard shakes his head, finishing the sentence by mushing his face into Trevor's chest entirely. It's easier that way, blocking everything out. The silk helps too, the coolness of it bringing the vampire a little ways back to himself. Admittedly, he can't tell if the thing covering him is a blanket or Trevor's wings. Doesn't matter.
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[Alucard shakes his head, finishing the sentence by mushing his face into Trevor's chest entirely. It's easier that way, blocking everything out. The silk helps too, the coolness of it bringing the vampire a little ways back to himself. Admittedly, he can't tell if the thing covering him is a blanket or Trevor's wings. Doesn't matter.
And with that, a question.]
Was it what you wanted?