[Homecoming has rituals these days. When Trevor and Sypha arrive home, they embrace the dhampir and fail to let go of each other for an hour or more. Usually more. Then someone mutters about being tired from the road, someone else comments about smell, and the three head off in their own directions. Inevitably Alucard goes to the kitchen to prepare an overly elaborate dinner, well aware that Trevor and Sypha haven't eaten as well as they should have while away. Dinner is followed by collapsing into bed, but usually no more. Being worn from the road means sex is off the table and better for when energy has been recouped.
The morning after is lazy. Languid. Liable to turn into making out and then some, but not always. It isn't until that evening or even the next morning is there joyful reconnection, all tangled limbs and satisfied groans, the three secure and snug in bed together.
Much of the week is dedicated to resting or else Alucard making up for lost time. He and Sypha sit in the hold for hours, cataloging new things and researching new spells. With Trevor he sits and records all of the adventures, and then they go out onto the grounds to hunt for dinner or else simply to walk. Or the afternoons are taken for the lazy thingss they are and greater intimacy flourishes.
That's the plan this afternoon. Alucard's draped himself over the sofa that sits near the fireplace in the trio's bedroom, aware that he's taking a small risk. He's never dressed specifically for the act, but the idea thrilled him enough to try. All he had left to do was wait for Trevor, and it shouldn't be long. He had asked Trevor to come to bed in the afternoon to kill time. That made the intent very clear.
Lounging, Alucard closes his eyes. If Trevor fails to appear, he can at least sleep for a time.]
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The morning after is lazy. Languid. Liable to turn into making out and then some, but not always. It isn't until that evening or even the next morning is there joyful reconnection, all tangled limbs and satisfied groans, the three secure and snug in bed together.
Much of the week is dedicated to resting or else Alucard making up for lost time. He and Sypha sit in the hold for hours, cataloging new things and researching new spells. With Trevor he sits and records all of the adventures, and then they go out onto the grounds to hunt for dinner or else simply to walk. Or the afternoons are taken for the lazy thingss they are and greater intimacy flourishes.
That's the plan this afternoon. Alucard's draped himself over the sofa that sits near the fireplace in the trio's bedroom, aware that he's taking a small risk. He's never dressed specifically for the act, but the idea thrilled him enough to try. All he had left to do was wait for Trevor, and it shouldn't be long. He had asked Trevor to come to bed in the afternoon to kill time. That made the intent very clear.
Lounging, Alucard closes his eyes. If Trevor fails to appear, he can at least sleep for a time.]