[Alucard gets off of Trevor with great, great disappointment. As uncomfortable as the car has been, Trevor isn't, and the sudden tenderness has been a surprise and something he wants to do nothing but luxuriate in.
He's the one that opens the door (the house responds to him after all, and Alucard need only place his palm over the knob and everything unlocks.) But once it's closed, well, that's probably about all the control Alucard's going to exert for the next few minutes.
It's a lot, how Trevor kisses him. Intense in a way that Alucard might've expected, but is still taken aback by. Warm hands, impossibly warm hands, on his jaw. Lips that still taste a little of wine, a little of meat, a little of overly sweet dessert. Alucard's hands don't know where to go, but they settle on Trevor's hips, so very careful and almost terrified to exert any pressure.
He kisses back though, careful with his fangs and where they scrape. No drawing blood. Not romantic at all.]
That means you have to let go, Trevor. And move away from the door.
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He's the one that opens the door (the house responds to him after all, and Alucard need only place his palm over the knob and everything unlocks.) But once it's closed, well, that's probably about all the control Alucard's going to exert for the next few minutes.
It's a lot, how Trevor kisses him. Intense in a way that Alucard might've expected, but is still taken aback by. Warm hands, impossibly warm hands, on his jaw. Lips that still taste a little of wine, a little of meat, a little of overly sweet dessert. Alucard's hands don't know where to go, but they settle on Trevor's hips, so very careful and almost terrified to exert any pressure.
He kisses back though, careful with his fangs and where they scrape. No drawing blood. Not romantic at all.]
That means you have to let go, Trevor. And move away from the door.