[The contrast of all the fabric on Trevor against Alucard's bare chest is everything. A content noise follows when Trevor moves onto the dhampir's lap, and then Alucard's arm wraps around Trevor's waist to hold him snug and secure. More than that, it lets Alucard stroke his fingers against the very base of Trevor's spine - something that's a teaser of where this is meant to end.
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He smiles as lips brush over his wrist.]
An offering happily accepted.