[ He thinks for a moment, taking his hand from Alucard’s face to draw it slowly across his body. One shoulder to the other, and down his arms. Measuring. Something beautiful, enough to suit his lovely human. More extravagant than he might otherwise make, the kind of thing that he could never own in his human life. He’s planning it out in his head now. ]
A chance to make something worthy of you. [ He says it softly, continuing to trace his hand over Alucard in measurement. ] I’ll make the most of it.
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A chance to make something worthy of you. [ He says it softly, continuing to trace his hand over Alucard in measurement. ] I’ll make the most of it.