Alucard's hips grind downward again, but--this is more important, the request Trevor makes. There's a swift kiss, and then?
Then he covers Trevor's neck in a flurry of affection. Quick. Feather light. A butterfly landing, leaping up, then moving again. He does it as long as it feels right before one of those kisses stick, and something terribly sharp follows.]
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Alucard's hips grind downward again, but--this is more important, the request Trevor makes. There's a swift kiss, and then?
Then he covers Trevor's neck in a flurry of affection. Quick. Feather light. A butterfly landing, leaping up, then moving again. He does it as long as it feels right before one of those kisses stick, and something terribly sharp follows.]