[Alucard's words are pressed against Trevor's neck, sighed softly and with far too much longing. Oh, he's there, but not as there as Alucard wants to be.
One day, he'll be able to be there in full. But for now he has his hands and his lips, both pressing against Trevor's body. His own breath growing warmer. Pressing as close as he can.]
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[Alucard's words are pressed against Trevor's neck, sighed softly and with far too much longing. Oh, he's there, but not as there as Alucard wants to be.
One day, he'll be able to be there in full. But for now he has his hands and his lips, both pressing against Trevor's body. His own breath growing warmer. Pressing as close as he can.]
You can let go.