Astonishingly fast progress, in fact, ever since that whole 'getting tired up' discovery. There are still limits - it can't be both of them at once, which is why Sypha's excused herself to the library for a few hours. They have to check every now and then that Alucard is still doing okay. But things are getting better. They can sleep next to him almost every night, keeping him nestled between them or over at Sypha's other side - Trevor always has to be closest to the door. He can rest as a wolf with his big fluffy head in Sypha's lap while she pets him and looks out of the window.
So maybe, maybe they can do this now. Maybe he can touch Alucard, not just be touched, if only for a little while.
His wrists slide free of the rope when Alucard unties it and he waits only a moment before moving his hands forward, pressing them against Alucard's sides and sliding them town to his hips, voice slow and heavy with adoration. ]
-beautiful. So, so beautiful.
[ It's the usual borderline-incoherent mess of 'beautiful's and 'lovely's that he gets reduced to during these moments. But there's another voice there, too. Hiding just beneath his. ]
-beautiful. Perhaps that's why he kept her, why he had you. For an ornament.
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Astonishingly fast progress, in fact, ever since that whole 'getting tired up' discovery. There are still limits - it can't be both of them at once, which is why Sypha's excused herself to the library for a few hours. They have to check every now and then that Alucard is still doing okay. But things are getting better. They can sleep next to him almost every night, keeping him nestled between them or over at Sypha's other side - Trevor always has to be closest to the door. He can rest as a wolf with his big fluffy head in Sypha's lap while she pets him and looks out of the window.
So maybe, maybe they can do this now. Maybe he can touch Alucard, not just be touched, if only for a little while.
His wrists slide free of the rope when Alucard unties it and he waits only a moment before moving his hands forward, pressing them against Alucard's sides and sliding them town to his hips, voice slow and heavy with adoration. ]
-beautiful. So, so beautiful.
[ It's the usual borderline-incoherent mess of 'beautiful's and 'lovely's that he gets reduced to during these moments. But there's another voice there, too. Hiding just beneath his. ]
-beautiful. Perhaps that's why he kept her, why he had you. For an ornament.