[ He shuts up. He can follow instructions. He's good at following instructions. Good at just being outside of his head, not making any decisions, just letting his body do what it's told.
He's heavy now. So heavy. Heavy and tired and still wanting. Wanting Alucard's lips and tongue to stay against him forever. Wanting to be held more closely. He can't sustain much more. Not without needing more than a few days' rest and some hearty meals to recover. But god, he wants to give more. It feels so, so good to be give.
He hums in contentment, letting his arms slide down from the back of the sofa. It's difficult to move them, but he manages to hang them loosely over Alucard's shoulders. ]
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He's heavy now. So heavy. Heavy and tired and still wanting. Wanting Alucard's lips and tongue to stay against him forever. Wanting to be held more closely. He can't sustain much more. Not without needing more than a few days' rest and some hearty meals to recover. But god, he wants to give more. It feels so, so good to be give.
He hums in contentment, letting his arms slide down from the back of the sofa. It's difficult to move them, but he manages to hang them loosely over Alucard's shoulders. ]