[ Oh he does love the filthy sounds that spill out of those pretty little lips of his. So much, in fact, that they only make Trevor want to hear more out of the blond. Out of his dear precious Alucard.
So, smiling, he gives a rather hard squeeze to that ass he's got in his hands, humming a bit to himself as he shifts the blond in his lap over his (still clothed) arousal. ]
I can think of a few ways you could.
[ And even as he says that, he grinds up a bit into Alucard. ]
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So, smiling, he gives a rather hard squeeze to that ass he's got in his hands, humming a bit to himself as he shifts the blond in his lap over his (still clothed) arousal. ]
I can think of a few ways you could.
[ And even as he says that, he grinds up a bit into Alucard. ]