[ He doesn't say much but leans backward into each kiss, forehead pressed into the cool sheets, breath coming as small noises and occasionally soft whines. By the time Alucard starts to speed up, he's shuddering and panting and so, so close, just from this. Just a little more. And then Alucard speeds up and shit, shit-
-he stops. Stops just a faction of a second too early, and Trevor makes a small noise of protest until Alucard's hand is against him again. ]
Promise. I- ah- I promise. He gulps down air, trying to figure out words again. Please. Please
[ This is how one tells how completely gone he is, he doesn't make any self-deprecating jokes about the laundry at all. ]
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-he stops. Stops just a faction of a second too early, and Trevor makes a small noise of protest until Alucard's hand is against him again. ]
Promise. I- ah- I promise. He gulps down air, trying to figure out words again. Please. Please
[ This is how one tells how completely gone he is, he doesn't make any self-deprecating jokes about the laundry at all. ]