[ It’s not enough, is the problem. It’s far, far too much and yet it’s still not enough. He knows that most of what he’s feeling from the kisses is in his head - there’s no way he could feel Alucard’s lips against his spine that clearly through the thick tunic, and if even that is sending his head swimming-
He feels the hand on his ass - really feels it - and his body shifts forward, grinding into the mattress without even thinking about it. Whatever he was going to say is cut off by another moan. ]
Shit. Please. [ It’s awkward, while lying on his front, but he tugs at his tunic, trying to lift it. He manages about to his ribs before his arms can’t bend that way anymore. That’s the problem right now. Not the uncomfortable trouser situation - he can deal with discomfort. The problem is that Alucard’s kisses are happening over clothing and not on bare skin. ]
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He feels the hand on his ass - really feels it - and his body shifts forward, grinding into the mattress without even thinking about it. Whatever he was going to say is cut off by another moan. ]
Shit. Please. [ It’s awkward, while lying on his front, but he tugs at his tunic, trying to lift it. He manages about to his ribs before his arms can’t bend that way anymore. That’s the problem right now. Not the uncomfortable trouser situation - he can deal with discomfort. The problem is that Alucard’s kisses are happening over clothing and not on bare skin. ]