[Trevor's barely gotten situated in the car when Adrian's pressing against his side. His arm winds willingly around the dhampir's shoulders, and despite the lovely effect, he's somewhat resentful of Adrian's up-do. It's preventing his fingers from curling through the man's hair, and his hand hangs awkwardly for want of something to touch.
Trevor confirms their destination to the driver. But Adrian's current position cannot possibly be comfortable. Cars aren't generally the most comfortable place to have a snuggle, but this is unacceptable, considering Trevor can actually do something about it. He shifts, carefully maneuvering to lean back against the door, slipping his thigh beneath Adrian's knees to create a cozy space for the dhampir between the seat and Trevor's chest. Now, with the new position of his arm, he can easily brush his fingertips over Adrian's cheek instead. It's almost as good as his hair.]
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Trevor confirms their destination to the driver. But Adrian's current position cannot possibly be comfortable. Cars aren't generally the most comfortable place to have a snuggle, but this is unacceptable, considering Trevor can actually do something about it. He shifts, carefully maneuvering to lean back against the door, slipping his thigh beneath Adrian's knees to create a cozy space for the dhampir between the seat and Trevor's chest. Now, with the new position of his arm, he can easily brush his fingertips over Adrian's cheek instead. It's almost as good as his hair.]
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