[ He tries, after a few seconds, and mostly succeeds. He doesn't like it, though, not resting against Alucard's head anymore. Everything feels like it makes less sense once he raises his head. His arms don't pull Alucard closer, for all that they could be closer in the first place, but it's not for lack of trying.
But he's doing what he's told. He's doing what he's told, and that feels good to do. He thinks for a moment, then smirks, glassy-eyed and contented. ]
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[ He tries, after a few seconds, and mostly succeeds. He doesn't like it, though, not resting against Alucard's head anymore. Everything feels like it makes less sense once he raises his head. His arms don't pull Alucard closer, for all that they could be closer in the first place, but it's not for lack of trying.
But he's doing what he's told. He's doing what he's told, and that feels good to do. He thinks for a moment, then smirks, glassy-eyed and contented. ]
's it good, having me inside of you?
[ He's not too out of it to be a little shit. ]