[Alucard's words are pressed against Trevor's neck, sighed softly and with far too much longing. Oh, he's there, but not as there as Alucard wants to be.
One day, he'll be able to be there in full. But for now he has his hands and his lips, both pressing against Trevor's body. His own breath growing warmer. Pressing as close as he can.]
[ And let go he does. Legs curling around Alucard's, breath catching in his throat before tearing its way out in a long moan, lip drawn between his teeth, he lets go.
There's a mess, is the first thought that he manages to catch hold of long enough to properly think it. Then, it's how much everything seems. Like he can feel every induvidual thread of the sheets below them, every line of Alucard's palm. He stares at Alucard for a little while before realising that he can actually see him and smiling in a soft, slightly loopy way. ]
Alucard watches as Trevor's face releases everything. Notes how every inch of him moves, how the sound makes the motion even more wonderful.
It's so much to behold. So intimate. And that's the only thought Alucard can manage as Trevor relaxes. His hand leaves Trevor's cock, now sticky, and wipes it on the sheets for now.
His other hand moves so he can undo the rope around Trevor's wrists. It takes effort but...there. Done.]
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[Alucard's words are pressed against Trevor's neck, sighed softly and with far too much longing. Oh, he's there, but not as there as Alucard wants to be.
One day, he'll be able to be there in full. But for now he has his hands and his lips, both pressing against Trevor's body. His own breath growing warmer. Pressing as close as he can.]
You can let go.
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There's a mess, is the first thought that he manages to catch hold of long enough to properly think it. Then, it's how much everything seems. Like he can feel every induvidual thread of the sheets below them, every line of Alucard's palm. He stares at Alucard for a little while before realising that he can actually see him and smiling in a soft, slightly loopy way. ]
Adrian.
[ He repeats it softly, adoring. ]
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Oh that face is a lot.
Alucard watches as Trevor's face releases everything. Notes how every inch of him moves, how the sound makes the motion even more wonderful.
It's so much to behold. So intimate. And that's the only thought Alucard can manage as Trevor relaxes. His hand leaves Trevor's cock, now sticky, and wipes it on the sheets for now.
His other hand moves so he can undo the rope around Trevor's wrists. It takes effort but...there. Done.]
Yes?
[He asks it softly and so full of love.]