[Alucard wants it to be like this all the time. Safe and satisfied and so, so loved. A part of him has always wanted to remain at the estate, for those very reasons. He doesn't owe the world anything, except that he owes his parents their own dreams that couldn't be fulfilled. And Sypha. He owes her so much too.
But what he owes right now is to Trevor, letting himself be a cared for and loved partner. Person. One whose breath is growing shorter and sharper.]
Y-yes.
[Trevor can likely hear how Alucard's heart thunders at the moment. He's heard it before, can tell that Alucard's close better than the alchemist himself can. He can hear and feel every inch of the toe curling groan that comes along with Trevor spreading his fingers. How Alucard's erection brushes over Trevor's, how all of the alchemist's nerves are absolutely alight.]
More.
[He manages to choke the word out, knowing there's only a moment or so left.]
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But what he owes right now is to Trevor, letting himself be a cared for and loved partner. Person. One whose breath is growing shorter and sharper.]
Y-yes.
[Trevor can likely hear how Alucard's heart thunders at the moment. He's heard it before, can tell that Alucard's close better than the alchemist himself can. He can hear and feel every inch of the toe curling groan that comes along with Trevor spreading his fingers. How Alucard's erection brushes over Trevor's, how all of the alchemist's nerves are absolutely alight.]
More.
[He manages to choke the word out, knowing there's only a moment or so left.]