[Hector wastes no time running a bath with the hottest water the castle can produce. As good as it is to relax in the steaming waters, Hector has never been inclined to sit idle when there is a task to be done.
Knowing that the end result will be scrutiny by a sensitive vampire nose, Hector takes care to scrub every inch of himself, twice. He avoids using any perfumed salts or scented soaps; the point of this experiment isn't to mask his scent. He wants to know if the scent he bears is a result of his actions or if it is a fact of his being.
He washes his hair, wrings it dry, and finally rises from the tub to towel himself off. Dressing back in his own clothes would taint the experiment, so he pulls on a robe instead before stepping out barefoot into the east wing chamber.
And there Alucard sits, bathed in sunlight, resting or dozing and looking impossibly serene and beautiful. 'Breathtaking' does not feel like too strong a word to use. Hector, with his skin scrubbed pink and his hair hanging wet around his face, feels shabby in his presence.
Hector watches him for a moment, free for once to look his fill at the other man. Then he clears his throat to break the hypnotic spell and return to whatever this experiment of theirs is.]
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Knowing that the end result will be scrutiny by a sensitive vampire nose, Hector takes care to scrub every inch of himself, twice. He avoids using any perfumed salts or scented soaps; the point of this experiment isn't to mask his scent. He wants to know if the scent he bears is a result of his actions or if it is a fact of his being.
He washes his hair, wrings it dry, and finally rises from the tub to towel himself off. Dressing back in his own clothes would taint the experiment, so he pulls on a robe instead before stepping out barefoot into the east wing chamber.
And there Alucard sits, bathed in sunlight, resting or dozing and looking impossibly serene and beautiful. 'Breathtaking' does not feel like too strong a word to use. Hector, with his skin scrubbed pink and his hair hanging wet around his face, feels shabby in his presence.
Hector watches him for a moment, free for once to look his fill at the other man. Then he clears his throat to break the hypnotic spell and return to whatever this experiment of theirs is.]