[I do too. But it's a sentiment better expressed with all the soft noises Trevor's intent on hearing, and oh. It's there, intermitten and mixed with sighs that would be better off coming from a swooning maiden, not a scrawny alchemist being kissed stupid by (in his estimation) a far more attractive dhampir.
His hips threaten only at the pressure. They're good and still and patient otherwise, knowing that there's a time for them and it isn't yet.
Alucard's return kiss involved nipping just a little at Trevor's lips. Enough to try and keep him there for just a moment more.]
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His hips threaten only at the pressure. They're good and still and patient otherwise, knowing that there's a time for them and it isn't yet.
Alucard's return kiss involved nipping just a little at Trevor's lips. Enough to try and keep him there for just a moment more.]
You do. Every time. Because you love me.