[ Practice and desire, he says. Well, sure feels like it in the moment here and, if he's honest, every time he does this.
A breath leaves from as fingers come to still in the blond's hair. It's nice. It's... really nice to feel those lips pressed against his skin in such a tender and curious way. As if he hasn't already mapped him within his mind from touch and taste alone. Not that he's going to complain. He never does.
So when those lips catch his own in a kiss that becomes so deep and sensual, Trevor can only reciprocate everything that Alucard gives him and even pushes a moan into his mouth to swallow. Hands come up to cradle the blond's face, to pull him close against him as a leg bends at the knee and he slots Alucard there between his own legs, keeping him close and from scooting away, even if he doesn't think the dhampir would want to.
But it's as that kiss continues between them that hands slip away from the blond's face and he blindly begins the task of helping him out of that pretty little thing he has on, careful not to eagerly tear or rip anything off since... he'd probably get smacked for it. Sypha might have done the same to him once or twice when he's been a bit too eager in getting her clothes off. But. Live and learn. ]
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A breath leaves from as fingers come to still in the blond's hair. It's nice. It's... really nice to feel those lips pressed against his skin in such a tender and curious way. As if he hasn't already mapped him within his mind from touch and taste alone. Not that he's going to complain. He never does.
So when those lips catch his own in a kiss that becomes so deep and sensual, Trevor can only reciprocate everything that Alucard gives him and even pushes a moan into his mouth to swallow. Hands come up to cradle the blond's face, to pull him close against him as a leg bends at the knee and he slots Alucard there between his own legs, keeping him close and from scooting away, even if he doesn't think the dhampir would want to.
But it's as that kiss continues between them that hands slip away from the blond's face and he blindly begins the task of helping him out of that pretty little thing he has on, careful not to eagerly tear or rip anything off since... he'd probably get smacked for it. Sypha might have done the same to him once or twice when he's been a bit too eager in getting her clothes off. But. Live and learn. ]