[Alucard whispers the word into Trevor's ear, kissing right below it.
Only after that moment does he sit up and actually free Trevor from the sinful trouser prison that has defined the past however long it's been, his hands moving as carefully as they can. The lube lies snug on the bed beside him and--
--oh goodness Alucard truly did make the trousers a prison, didn't he?]
There. That's much better but--
[The pause is long. Pointed. And maybe a little mean.]
[ He tenses as the fabric moves against him - it's unavoidable as things are, no matter how careful Alucard is. But then he's free, and that's- shit, that's a relief.
But he knows what's coming, and he can't see Alucard but he knows. He waits. And waits. And nothing happens. Alucard doesn't touch him again. He's about to whine in frustration when Alucard finally speaks. ]
-Let me turn over. [ He interrupts, he's so eager to solve the problem. Yes he should be patient, but also: very horny. He catches himself, at least, trying to make it a little more polite. ] Please, your cleanliness.
[Alucard nods, but...right. Trevor can't see that. So Alucard leans back a little, so that he's kneeling rather than hovering right over Trevor, and his legs are spread wider to afford the Belmont some movement.]
Do so. Quickly.
[That little note of desperation isn't intentional. It means the act is harder to keep up now.]
[ He does. It takes a little effort, his whole body so on edge that any sort of movement that doesn't bring him any closer is agonising, but- well. He's really, really determined to look at Alucard right now.
His back hits mattress again and he takes a moment to catch his breath before looking up blearily at Alucard. ]
[Looking at Trevor makes Alucard into a total mess. His hair, his cock just waiting, the way Trevor's chest rises and falls, everything. He's splayed out and beautiful and so fucking perfect that it hurts, and it leaves the vampire breathless.]
So're you.
[He murmurs it softly, wanting to just bend over and kiss Trevor entirely on the mouth. But that would mean Trevor's cock rubbing against Alucard, and while that's fine, it's too much to make Trevor bear now.
Fuck. Fuck.
Alucard reaches for the lube, and his movements are clumsier than he'd like them to be - he nearly drops the bottle twice as he pours out an overly generous amount. Then it nearly falls on the floor when Alucard tries to put it down, and fuck he still has to be careful about this.
He focuses on Trevor first. Easier to do that. Not easy to move slow and careful, trying to take all the precautions they usually have more of a mind to. Alucard can hear how his breath is coming harder and faster, and okay. Okay. That's good, he just can focus on himself.
So he does. Quickly, because the next part is the only part that matters.]
[ He bites his lip when Alucard starts his work, trying to focus on that instead of anything else. He won't last otherwise. It feels like an eternity before finally, finally, Alucard asks that question. ]
Kind of- kind of weird, right? That worshiping the cleanliness deity involves making such a fucking mess?
[ He's pushing his luck. Because he's pretty sure that nothing short of him actually demanding Alucard stop would stop him right now. He can be a little shit and only suffer the consequences later. ] That's a yes.
One that you'll be cleaning up if you're not careful.
[That's the only threat Alucard has at this point, because he's too horny to care for anything else. Or to wait, because the word yes already has him going. Careful and steady yes, but still pushing into Trevor and oh.
The noise that leaves him is a horribly loud groan of absolute relief. To finally be doing the thing he wanted to do the moment this silliness began, and the next noise is a moan that's even louder.
He's still upright. Remains upright until he's fully inside, but then Alucard leans down so he can be closer to Trevor properly. So he can finally kiss the Belmont, all fierceness and desire and wanting, unchecked and absolutely lost in his own enjoyment of the moment.]
[ He bites his lip again as Alucard enters him, not because he's concerned about making embarrassing noises (the ship has kind of sailed on not making embarrassing noises here) but because shit, shit, he needs to concentrate on that in order to not be immediately done.
He reaches up, though, when he hears Alucard. With shaking arms, to try to touch him. His arms fall around Alucard when he leans down, pulling him close as he kisses back. And no, even if he could bite his lip while kissing no amount of that would keep him present for that much longer. Instead, he pushes Alucard's head back, just a little. ]
Never got to finish my- [ He's interrupted by a sharp inhale and a slow, deliberate exhale. ] -Never got to finish my worship. Good a time as any, hmm?
[ He's not going to last much longer, so all he can really do is make sure Alucard doesn't last that much longer either. So he tilts his head, dragging his teeth from the side of Alucard's jaw down his neck. ]
[Alucard tries not to just fall atop Trevor at that. He wants to, God does he want to, but that'd be painful for Trevor and that's unfair. It's already unfair how good Trevor's hands feel against him and--]
Yes. Yes.
[The third yes isn't a yes at all, just a long, slow hiss in reaction to how good it feels to have teeth and lips against his neck. It shows there, it shows with how suddenly Alucard thrusts, it shows in how loud the moan that follows is.]
[ It's too much. Alucard on top of him, the long moan that comes from him, the sudden change in speed - he's been on the edge for so long now, and no amount of effort can keep him from going over it with that. He pulls Alucard tighter to him, biting down as he moans out something probably-obscene against Alucard's neck.
It takes a moment for his body to relax, far his arms to loosen around Alucard and his lips to fall away from his neck. When they do, he slowly, not at all in time with Alucard's movements, brings a hand up to his cheek and strokes it lightly with a thumb. Not quite oversensitive enough to ask him to slow, just- content and overwhelmed. ]
[Alucard isn't surprised that Trevor finishes as quickly as he does. The vampire after all went for the most sensitive of all Belmont spots, and he lingered. That they got here at all is a miracle, although there is a horrible part of him that regrets he couldn't see Trevor's face.
The rest of him doesn't care, because that moan against Alucard's neck? That's caused his hips to speed up, wanting to catch up. Wanting to be able to fall over Trevor and simply be there, shuddering and whimpering in the aftermath of it all.
Trevor's hand stroking his cheek nearly causes it. The warmth and stickiness against Alucard's chest nearly causes it. But it's seeing how wonderfully overwhelmed Trevor looks that after a few more moments, has Alucard finish with a loud, lovely shout.
And all at once, he collapses on top of the Belmont, utterly done in and smiling.]
[ There'll be other opportunities to see his face. It's not like this is anywhere close to the last time they'll do something stupid like this.
It's always nice, having either of their weights upon him. Alucard cool and slightly heavier, Sypha lighter and warm. Makes any place feel like the safest in the world. He pulls Alucard in tighter against his chest and- well, he's made a mess of both of them, but that can wait. For now, he brushes his lips softly over the corner of Alucard's mouth and brings a hand up to stroke his hair. His breath is still unsteady, body still trembling. But Alucard is cool and pleasant against his overheated skin and fuck, he just wants to keep touching him even now.
It's a while before he speaks. ]
So- that's going to happen every time I get drunk and say stupid shit?
[Both of Alucard's arms are wrapped around Trevor before he can even register the action. It's good, like this. Warm. Safe. Loving, and that last part is the single most important part of it all. That an the kisses Trevor still presses against Alucard's cool skin. Those feel like a little blessing.
In the quiet, Alucard nestles against Trevor with the same quiet joy, saying nothing at all but clearly happy. His arms are loose around Trevor, and for all the world, he could stay like this the whole night.]
Just when it becomes a joke we can really spin out, I think.
Good enough. I'll try to only say really good stupid shit.
[ It's just pleasant, when they're like this in any configuration. Just about the least alone anyone could possibly be. And this is one of those times where, nope, he's not going to be moving for a while. Alucard can carry him to one of the baths if he wants, but he's not going to be moving anywhere under his own power. ]
How hard do you think it'd be to get Sypha to make the Dark Mistress into a Dark Goddess?
[ He really enjoyed that worshipping thing, okay????? ]
Show her what you showed me and I don't think she'll resist at all.
[The words are warm, threaded with a laugh wrapped around them. This is so silly that of course they turned it into this. No one should have ever expected otherwise.
Alucard's not inclined to move at the moment. He simply puts a kiss to Trevor's nose.]
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[Alucard whispers the word into Trevor's ear, kissing right below it.
Only after that moment does he sit up and actually free Trevor from the sinful trouser prison that has defined the past however long it's been, his hands moving as carefully as they can. The lube lies snug on the bed beside him and--
--oh goodness Alucard truly did make the trousers a prison, didn't he?]
There. That's much better but--
[The pause is long. Pointed. And maybe a little mean.]
I can't see your face like this.
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But he knows what's coming, and he can't see Alucard but he knows. He waits. And waits. And nothing happens. Alucard doesn't touch him again. He's about to whine in frustration when Alucard finally speaks. ]
-Let me turn over. [ He interrupts, he's so eager to solve the problem. Yes he should be patient, but also: very horny. He catches himself, at least, trying to make it a little more polite. ] Please, your cleanliness.
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Do so. Quickly.
[That little note of desperation isn't intentional. It means the act is harder to keep up now.]
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His back hits mattress again and he takes a moment to catch his breath before looking up blearily at Alucard. ]
Fuck, you're so beautiful right now.
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So're you.
[He murmurs it softly, wanting to just bend over and kiss Trevor entirely on the mouth. But that would mean Trevor's cock rubbing against Alucard, and while that's fine, it's too much to make Trevor bear now.
Fuck. Fuck.
Alucard reaches for the lube, and his movements are clumsier than he'd like them to be - he nearly drops the bottle twice as he pours out an overly generous amount. Then it nearly falls on the floor when Alucard tries to put it down, and fuck he still has to be careful about this.
He focuses on Trevor first. Easier to do that. Not easy to move slow and careful, trying to take all the precautions they usually have more of a mind to. Alucard can hear how his breath is coming harder and faster, and okay. Okay. That's good, he just can focus on himself.
So he does. Quickly, because the next part is the only part that matters.]
Ready?
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Kind of- kind of weird, right? That worshiping the cleanliness deity involves making such a fucking mess?
[ He's pushing his luck. Because he's pretty sure that nothing short of him actually demanding Alucard stop would stop him right now. He can be a little shit and only suffer the consequences later. ] That's a yes.
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[That's the only threat Alucard has at this point, because he's too horny to care for anything else. Or to wait, because the word yes already has him going. Careful and steady yes, but still pushing into Trevor and oh.
The noise that leaves him is a horribly loud groan of absolute relief. To finally be doing the thing he wanted to do the moment this silliness began, and the next noise is a moan that's even louder.
He's still upright. Remains upright until he's fully inside, but then Alucard leans down so he can be closer to Trevor properly. So he can finally kiss the Belmont, all fierceness and desire and wanting, unchecked and absolutely lost in his own enjoyment of the moment.]
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He reaches up, though, when he hears Alucard. With shaking arms, to try to touch him. His arms fall around Alucard when he leans down, pulling him close as he kisses back. And no, even if he could bite his lip while kissing no amount of that would keep him present for that much longer. Instead, he pushes Alucard's head back, just a little. ]
Never got to finish my- [ He's interrupted by a sharp inhale and a slow, deliberate exhale. ] -Never got to finish my worship. Good a time as any, hmm?
[ He's not going to last much longer, so all he can really do is make sure Alucard doesn't last that much longer either. So he tilts his head, dragging his teeth from the side of Alucard's jaw down his neck. ]
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Yes. Yes.
[The third yes isn't a yes at all, just a long, slow hiss in reaction to how good it feels to have teeth and lips against his neck. It shows there, it shows with how suddenly Alucard thrusts, it shows in how loud the moan that follows is.]
Fuck.
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It takes a moment for his body to relax, far his arms to loosen around Alucard and his lips to fall away from his neck. When they do, he slowly, not at all in time with Alucard's movements, brings a hand up to his cheek and strokes it lightly with a thumb. Not quite oversensitive enough to ask him to slow, just- content and overwhelmed. ]
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The rest of him doesn't care, because that moan against Alucard's neck? That's caused his hips to speed up, wanting to catch up. Wanting to be able to fall over Trevor and simply be there, shuddering and whimpering in the aftermath of it all.
Trevor's hand stroking his cheek nearly causes it. The warmth and stickiness against Alucard's chest nearly causes it. But it's seeing how wonderfully overwhelmed Trevor looks that after a few more moments, has Alucard finish with a loud, lovely shout.
And all at once, he collapses on top of the Belmont, utterly done in and smiling.]
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It's always nice, having either of their weights upon him. Alucard cool and slightly heavier, Sypha lighter and warm. Makes any place feel like the safest in the world. He pulls Alucard in tighter against his chest and- well, he's made a mess of both of them, but that can wait. For now, he brushes his lips softly over the corner of Alucard's mouth and brings a hand up to stroke his hair. His breath is still unsteady, body still trembling. But Alucard is cool and pleasant against his overheated skin and fuck, he just wants to keep touching him even now.
It's a while before he speaks. ]
So- that's going to happen every time I get drunk and say stupid shit?
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In the quiet, Alucard nestles against Trevor with the same quiet joy, saying nothing at all but clearly happy. His arms are loose around Trevor, and for all the world, he could stay like this the whole night.]
Just when it becomes a joke we can really spin out, I think.
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[ It's just pleasant, when they're like this in any configuration. Just about the least alone anyone could possibly be. And this is one of those times where, nope, he's not going to be moving for a while. Alucard can carry him to one of the baths if he wants, but he's not going to be moving anywhere under his own power. ]
How hard do you think it'd be to get Sypha to make the Dark Mistress into a Dark Goddess?
[ He really enjoyed that worshipping thing, okay????? ]
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[The words are warm, threaded with a laugh wrapped around them. This is so silly that of course they turned it into this. No one should have ever expected otherwise.
Alucard's not inclined to move at the moment. He simply puts a kiss to Trevor's nose.]
I'll repay this in the near future.
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[ He wants to kiss back, but he doesn't really want to move. So he doesn't, just smiling up at Alucard, one hand combing through his hair. ]
Your lovely cleanliness.