[That's high praise from Adrian if Trevor's ever heard it, so he'll take that statement as his goal achieved. Not that they'd been such lofty goals from the start, but it's good to know he's done something to ease Adrian's strain. Given Trevor's partially-responsible for said strain, it's probably the least he can do.
He remains diligent to his task, and say what one might about his lineage, he owes his single-mindedness to the Belmonts, if nothing else. It pays off at times. Like when he's patiently and carefully cupping clean water over Adrian's head, gently combing the shampoo from his hair with both hands.
It's one of Trevor's worst-kept secrets, but he's positively enamored with Adrian's scent. This scent, in particular. It plagues him at times. They'll be doing something completely innocuous -- fetching materials from the vault, or taking an evening stroll, or some-such -- and Trevor will catch a hint of it in Adrian's wake and become suddenly undone by the memories of when he's surrounded by it. And the dhampir wonders after Trevor's amorous moods... More often than not, he's driving Trevor mad with no awareness, without even trying.
It's a blissfully long while before Trevor's rinsed all the soap from Adrian's hair. Though a task completed is no permission for the dhampir too slip away. In fact, Trevor winds both arms around Adrian's waist to keep him well and truly present.]
Anything else you'd like me to wash?
[This asked, of course, with an unwholesome smirk.]
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He remains diligent to his task, and say what one might about his lineage, he owes his single-mindedness to the Belmonts, if nothing else. It pays off at times. Like when he's patiently and carefully cupping clean water over Adrian's head, gently combing the shampoo from his hair with both hands.
It's one of Trevor's worst-kept secrets, but he's positively enamored with Adrian's scent. This scent, in particular. It plagues him at times. They'll be doing something completely innocuous -- fetching materials from the vault, or taking an evening stroll, or some-such -- and Trevor will catch a hint of it in Adrian's wake and become suddenly undone by the memories of when he's surrounded by it. And the dhampir wonders after Trevor's amorous moods... More often than not, he's driving Trevor mad with no awareness, without even trying.
It's a blissfully long while before Trevor's rinsed all the soap from Adrian's hair. Though a task completed is no permission for the dhampir too slip away. In fact, Trevor winds both arms around Adrian's waist to keep him well and truly present.]
Anything else you'd like me to wash?
[This asked, of course, with an unwholesome smirk.]