I didn't know you wearing this came with a time limit.
[ Said with a bit of a huff albeit playful in nature before he leans in to press one, two, three slow kisses along the dhampir's neck, a hand allowing the tips of his fingers to still slowly roam over the front of it all. ]
Sounds like bullshit if you ask me.
[ And, pulling back a bit to look down to the blond. ]
Besides, I think you look better with nothing at all on.
[He laughs softly, angling his neck so that there's more of it to kiss. If nothing else is true about Alucard, he adores attention to his neck to a ridiculous degree. All those kisses come with a soft, pleased hum.]
I could turn that statement right around at you in return.
[ So he might not have skin so pale it sparkles in the moonlight like blondie here has, but he's glad to know that his rugged sort of appeal is both adored and desired by the dhampir since, let's be real here, Alucard is probably the better one between them to get away with wearing something like that. Not to say that Trevor himself can't wear leathers and chains and let his own tiddies show, just, you know, he likes how Alucard looks in all that sort of stuff. Or this. This is pretty nice, too.
So those words, much as they get a chuckle out of him, have Trevor hum along the expanse of Alucard's neck as he makes his way up to nip at his jaw. ]
I could turn something else around, too.
[ That something being you, Alucard, which he teases the thought of doing with hands coming down to firmly grip those slender hips. ]
You've never seen yourself taking it from behind, so how would you know?
[ Not at all ashamed to put that out there, he turns his head just enough to let lips brush over those fingers at his jaw... while fingers gingerly work their way on helping Alucard out of all of that that he's got on. ]
But you do strike me as the romantic type.
[ Words he mumbles as he begins to undo the front of that... jacket. ]
My face just that handsome you can't get enough of it?
Because I get to see you in that position, and I know it's much better.
[He laughs, a little smug. A smugness that fades when Trevor's lips touch his fingers. He does keep the tips of his fingers against Trevor's lips. Hoping he'll take the hint.]
Correct on both accounts, you'll find.
[The jacket fastens with only a button, but it just reveals the path of the lace that traces over Alucard's chest. It's a simple enough configuration, framing more of Alucard's torso.]
[ He lets those fingers linger near his lips and even comes to kiss them a few more times before gently nibbling at the tips of them, letting his tongue brush over cool flesh that cheekily dips between his lips. ]
Well, that depends.
[ To which he gives pause long enough to begin helping the dhampir out of those pants. ]
Did you want something nice and sweet or want to be bent over and fucked like an animal? [ Which- ] And don't make some jackass remark about me fucking animals. Asshole.
[ Yet he still wears a smile even as he says that. ]
You know, a comment like that makes me want to just flip you over and take care of any animal commentary myself.
[It's said with a laugh, impossibly soft as Alucard's other hand moves down, resting atop Trevor's. It's all well and good to focus on getting rid of the trousers, but it's more important to just take advantage of holding onto the Belmont. Feeling warm skin against cool. Basking in the moment.]
But I'd rather something romantic. And without having to take my eyes off you.
[ Yep. He's not the least bit surprised that's what Alucard wants. Not that he's COMPLAINING or anything. It's fine and, truth be told, it's... nice. To be slow and gentle. To take his time and drink up every last drop of the blond on his tongue. Just, you know, always putting that offer out there for something a little more... adventurous.
God, he's been around Sypha too long, hasn't he? ]
We both know that wouldn't happen since my reflexes are that of a cat.
[ So there, basically.
But the trousers come off and Trevor lets a hand smooth along the inside of a pale thigh, ducking down just enough to press an open-mouthed kiss or two along the blond's neck. ]
[There is time for adventurous it just isn't tonight. Or this round at least, because there's always time for that later. For now there is just an honest to God wistful sigh as lips meet Alucard's neck, and his hands reach up to tangle in Trevor's hair.]
Bed. More room to move.
[He grins, tugging at Trevor's hair a little. All the better to catch his lips again and try to hold him there for a longer kiss.]
[ Especially if he wants it slow and sweet. The couch is better for... you know, animal fucking. Not... actual animal fucking but fucking like animals and... yeah, he's just going to stop thinking right there.
So, pulling back after stealing a quick kiss from those lips, he wobbles off both the blond and the couch, catches his footing, and leans down to scoop up Alucard into his arms... which ensures a bit more wobbling and eventually just sort of spinning onto the bed once he get them there. Dropping Alucard down to it. Boots are kicked off, the front of his own pants unfastened and all, and he crawls his way up onto the bed to slowly and happily steal a kiss from the blond's lips. ]
I'm not a Belmont, but sometimes I have a head for strategy.
[And this? This is exactly what he wanted. To wear something far too revealing and ridiculous, and to be scooped right off that sofa and taken to bed. Clumsy was fine. Far more endearing if he's to be honest, and he knows that that's important too. That they just wobble and flop and Trevor take his boots off and then they're just there.
His one hand goes to Trevor's hips, using that as leverage to pull himself in close. The other rests on to of Trevor's chest, thumb stroking in the spot where Trevor's chest muscles meet.]
[ The sound that leaves his lips at Alucard's words is that of amusement spilling through a chuckle and he breaks the kiss to instead let lips lazily trail across the blond's jaw, humming as he does so. ]
Mmmm guess not. Was just curious, really.
[ And he's also curious about just how much the dhampir wants this right now. So, slotting himself nice and tight between those slender legs Alucard's got, he hums as he grinds against him, head burying into the crook of his neck as his own arousal brushes over Alucard's. ]
You're not going to end up clawing my back this time, are you?
[That's all the reason Trevor's getting. It's the honest truth anyway. He hasn't snatched much alone time with either of them lately, and that is a matter that ought to be fixed. Is easily fixed with just a little effort, and so here they are. Exactly where Alucard wanted to be.
There's a lot more Alucard wants though. The hand against Trevor's chest flattens into a palm, ready to push just a moment. Roll them over so that Alucard can properly kiss at Trevor's chest. Over every scar there, taking the time and consideration for every movement.
But for now it's enough to tangle their legs further, and for Alucard to angle his head just so, allowing Trevor to put as much face to the dhampir's neck as he likes.]
[ This happens with them usually. The moving about. Especially when Trevor falls into the blond so effortlessly without even realizing it. Perhaps the enthrall of a vampire's charms? Or just the fact that it's Alucard and despite his being an annoying little shit at times, he cares for him. A great deal. Just as he does Sypha.
So when they end up moving and Trevor rolls onto his back, he hums with a grin on his lips, hands stroking along the blond's arms as he tilts his head back a bit then and looks up to him with those blue eyes of his ]
You want to be on top?
[ He cocks his head, letting his eyes roam over pale skin and the tips of his fingers trace along the lace of Alucard's attire. ]
You move far, far too fast and don't enjoy the give and take.
[Not that Alucard moves down to immediately begin to lavish attention on Trevor's chest. He hovers for a moment more, encouraging him to keep touching at what's left of Alucard's clothes. That's the whole point, how the fabric shifts and interacts with skin. How good it feels on Alucard's end, and the smile that comes with it all.
Then he lowers his head, face mushing right into Trevor's chest. He lingers there for a moment, because if nothing else Alucard just enjoys a good chest, then begins his work in earnest.
His lips move over Trevor's chest slowly and carefully. Practically a cartographer, charting land and having to note every feature. Every valley, every peak, every little scar. Alucard's dedicated in the task, with one hand stroking the inside of Trevor's thigh as he goes about the work.
There's little hums and noises of happiness pressed against Trevor's skin in all of this. He's happy.]
[ Trevor can give! He can DEFINITELY give. You know. When a certain blond dhampir isn't pressing kisses and everything else all over his chest and distracting from doing any sort of giving. But he can, for the record, give. Plenty. Thanks.
But this is also nice and Trevor lets his back arch a bit as he hums in delight at the attention lavished upon his skin. It's not quite as smooth or soft as Alucard's or even Sypha's. He's scarred, rough, burly and all and yet, Alucard still treats him as if he's the most precious thing he's ever seen and that... Trevor can appreciate that. Does appreciate that and he can't help but card a set of fingers through those golden locks of hair, the tips of them caressing against Alucard's scalp. ]
Why're you so good at this?
[ He mumbles the words as eyes fall shut, fingers still caressing at that scalp as he lets his mind drift to the pleasant little touches and kisses which Alucard gifts his body with. Just... letting himself enjoy it. ]
[There's a soft noise of delight and approval as Trevor's hands find their way to Alucard's scalp. It's nice, the pressure there. Not pulling yet, but another wonderful point of contact.]
Practice and desire.
[It isn't the first time Alucard's done this to either of them, and it won't be the last. He's spent just as many moments like this pressed against Sypha's chest, indulging and enjoying the full of the moment.
So he continues to do so, head eventually moving downwards to Trevor's lower chest, before he kisses a long, lazy trail all the way back up to Trevor's lips. Lips that are given a terribly deep kiss as Alucard drapes all of himself over Trevor's front, cool skin against warm.]
[ 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. ]
[Alucard swallows that moan a little too eagerly. It's so good, feeling that noise reverberate down his own throat. He'd like more of that please, and he kisses deeper to make that much clear to Trevor.
There's no shame in Alucard either when he grinds against Trevor's leg. A little friction at this point sounds so, so good. This is so good and exactly what he had in mind when he thought this horny plan up.
Or is it more a scheme?
Semantics. Fun debate for later. Right now what Alucard's focused on is how Trevor's managing to undo the simple hook that keeps the whole garment across his chest attached. He's a little more still and--
--congrats Trevor you've undone a bra before a bra was invented.
The lace hangs more loosely from Alucard's chest now, the bottom scraping against Trevor's own skin.]
[ Thaaaaaaaat feels rather nice. The grinding into him. So much, in fact, that Trevor rewards Alucard's own desperation with another moan spilled into his mouth, coming to break their kiss just long enough to catch his breath.
This is where he says something stupid about how the blond takes his breath away, right? Yeah.
But it's with teeth lightly nipping along the dhampir's chin and jaw that the pads of his fingers brush over pale, smooth skin and push away the garment that has now fallen open. Exposing the blond's chest in a very nice way.
With a rather pleased look given up to the blond, he lets those wandering hands slide up to slender shoulders and help Alucard out of the rest of it, lips pressing a kiss to his shoulder as he does so with a hum. ]
[All of those kisses and nips and touches get sigh after happy sigh from the dhampir. He wanted this. Exactly this. He's needed it for a few days, even though he'd never give voice to those words.
Alucard's careful as he moves one arm up, letting the garment slip off that arm, then the other, until all the lace and fine work is sitting rather limply on Trevor's chest. It's a true shame to be rid of it, but alas. It has served it's purpose and must be dismissed.
He is careful when it is moved to the floor though, an action that looks more coordinated than it actually is.]
I suppose I should thank you for fixing that particular problem.
[ Not even going to try and NOT be smug about it. He knows what he wants. Knows what Alucard himself wants.
When the blond goes about carefully dropping that piece to the floor, Trevor sits up to grab two handfuls of dhampir ass, grinning as he does so while letting teeth nip and tug at Alucard's lower lip. He may not be a vampire himself, but that doesn't mean he can't nibble and bite here and there. ]
[Alucard's reaction to that sudden ass grab is to let out a rather embarrassingly loud moan, before leaning back into Trevor's hands. That felt good, and the moan is the reward for it.
He's grinning at Trevor's affection, pausing to put both of his hands on Trevor's shoulders. Steadying himself for a moment.]
[ 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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[ Said with a bit of a huff albeit playful in nature before he leans in to press one, two, three slow kisses along the dhampir's neck, a hand allowing the tips of his fingers to still slowly roam over the front of it all. ]
Sounds like bullshit if you ask me.
[ And, pulling back a bit to look down to the blond. ]
Besides, I think you look better with nothing at all on.
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[He laughs softly, angling his neck so that there's more of it to kiss. If nothing else is true about Alucard, he adores attention to his neck to a ridiculous degree. All those kisses come with a soft, pleased hum.]
I could turn that statement right around at you in return.
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So those words, much as they get a chuckle out of him, have Trevor hum along the expanse of Alucard's neck as he makes his way up to nip at his jaw. ]
I could turn something else around, too.
[ That something being you, Alucard, which he teases the thought of doing with hands coming down to firmly grip those slender hips. ]
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[Is he smirking? About that specific joke? He seems to be, and for all the world, Alucard looks rather proud for making it too.
He reaches out one hand, placing it along side Trevor's jaw. Fingers stroking along it, enjoying being able to just touch.]
Plus the view isn't as nice.
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[ Not at all ashamed to put that out there, he turns his head just enough to let lips brush over those fingers at his jaw... while fingers gingerly work their way on helping Alucard out of all of that that he's got on. ]
But you do strike me as the romantic type.
[ Words he mumbles as he begins to undo the front of that... jacket. ]
My face just that handsome you can't get enough of it?
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[He laughs, a little smug. A smugness that fades when Trevor's lips touch his fingers. He does keep the tips of his fingers against Trevor's lips. Hoping he'll take the hint.]
Correct on both accounts, you'll find.
[The jacket fastens with only a button, but it just reveals the path of the lace that traces over Alucard's chest. It's a simple enough configuration, framing more of Alucard's torso.]
What are you going to do about it?
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Well, that depends.
[ To which he gives pause long enough to begin helping the dhampir out of those pants. ]
Did you want something nice and sweet or want to be bent over and fucked like an animal? [ Which- ] And don't make some jackass remark about me fucking animals. Asshole.
[ Yet he still wears a smile even as he says that. ]
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[It's said with a laugh, impossibly soft as Alucard's other hand moves down, resting atop Trevor's. It's all well and good to focus on getting rid of the trousers, but it's more important to just take advantage of holding onto the Belmont. Feeling warm skin against cool. Basking in the moment.]
But I'd rather something romantic. And without having to take my eyes off you.
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God, he's been around Sypha too long, hasn't he? ]
We both know that wouldn't happen since my reflexes are that of a cat.
[ So there, basically.
But the trousers come off and Trevor lets a hand smooth along the inside of a pale thigh, ducking down just enough to press an open-mouthed kiss or two along the blond's neck. ]
You want it right here on the couch?
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Bed. More room to move.
[He grins, tugging at Trevor's hair a little. All the better to catch his lips again and try to hold him there for a longer kiss.]
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[ Especially if he wants it slow and sweet. The couch is better for... you know, animal fucking. Not... actual animal fucking but fucking like animals and... yeah, he's just going to stop thinking right there.
So, pulling back after stealing a quick kiss from those lips, he wobbles off both the blond and the couch, catches his footing, and leans down to scoop up Alucard into his arms... which ensures a bit more wobbling and eventually just sort of spinning onto the bed once he get them there. Dropping Alucard down to it. Boots are kicked off, the front of his own pants unfastened and all, and he crawls his way up onto the bed to slowly and happily steal a kiss from the blond's lips. ]
What's got you in such a mood for this?
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[And this? This is exactly what he wanted. To wear something far too revealing and ridiculous, and to be scooped right off that sofa and taken to bed. Clumsy was fine. Far more endearing if he's to be honest, and he knows that that's important too. That they just wobble and flop and Trevor take his boots off and then they're just there.
His one hand goes to Trevor's hips, using that as leverage to pull himself in close. The other rests on to of Trevor's chest, thumb stroking in the spot where Trevor's chest muscles meet.]
I need a reason?
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Mmmm guess not. Was just curious, really.
[ And he's also curious about just how much the dhampir wants this right now. So, slotting himself nice and tight between those slender legs Alucard's got, he hums as he grinds against him, head burying into the crook of his neck as his own arousal brushes over Alucard's. ]
You're not going to end up clawing my back this time, are you?
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[That's all the reason Trevor's getting. It's the honest truth anyway. He hasn't snatched much alone time with either of them lately, and that is a matter that ought to be fixed. Is easily fixed with just a little effort, and so here they are. Exactly where Alucard wanted to be.
There's a lot more Alucard wants though. The hand against Trevor's chest flattens into a palm, ready to push just a moment. Roll them over so that Alucard can properly kiss at Trevor's chest. Over every scar there, taking the time and consideration for every movement.
But for now it's enough to tangle their legs further, and for Alucard to angle his head just so, allowing Trevor to put as much face to the dhampir's neck as he likes.]
No promises. But I'll try.
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So when they end up moving and Trevor rolls onto his back, he hums with a grin on his lips, hands stroking along the blond's arms as he tilts his head back a bit then and looks up to him with those blue eyes of his ]
You want to be on top?
[ He cocks his head, letting his eyes roam over pale skin and the tips of his fingers trace along the lace of Alucard's attire. ]
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[Not that Alucard moves down to immediately begin to lavish attention on Trevor's chest. He hovers for a moment more, encouraging him to keep touching at what's left of Alucard's clothes. That's the whole point, how the fabric shifts and interacts with skin. How good it feels on Alucard's end, and the smile that comes with it all.
Then he lowers his head, face mushing right into Trevor's chest. He lingers there for a moment, because if nothing else Alucard just enjoys a good chest, then begins his work in earnest.
His lips move over Trevor's chest slowly and carefully. Practically a cartographer, charting land and having to note every feature. Every valley, every peak, every little scar. Alucard's dedicated in the task, with one hand stroking the inside of Trevor's thigh as he goes about the work.
There's little hums and noises of happiness pressed against Trevor's skin in all of this. He's happy.]
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But this is also nice and Trevor lets his back arch a bit as he hums in delight at the attention lavished upon his skin. It's not quite as smooth or soft as Alucard's or even Sypha's. He's scarred, rough, burly and all and yet, Alucard still treats him as if he's the most precious thing he's ever seen and that... Trevor can appreciate that. Does appreciate that and he can't help but card a set of fingers through those golden locks of hair, the tips of them caressing against Alucard's scalp. ]
Why're you so good at this?
[ He mumbles the words as eyes fall shut, fingers still caressing at that scalp as he lets his mind drift to the pleasant little touches and kisses which Alucard gifts his body with. Just... letting himself enjoy it. ]
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Practice and desire.
[It isn't the first time Alucard's done this to either of them, and it won't be the last. He's spent just as many moments like this pressed against Sypha's chest, indulging and enjoying the full of the moment.
So he continues to do so, head eventually moving downwards to Trevor's lower chest, before he kisses a long, lazy trail all the way back up to Trevor's lips. Lips that are given a terribly deep kiss as Alucard drapes all of himself over Trevor's front, cool skin against warm.]
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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. ]
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There's no shame in Alucard either when he grinds against Trevor's leg. A little friction at this point sounds so, so good. This is so good and exactly what he had in mind when he thought this horny plan up.
Or is it more a scheme?
Semantics. Fun debate for later. Right now what Alucard's focused on is how Trevor's managing to undo the simple hook that keeps the whole garment across his chest attached. He's a little more still and--
--congrats Trevor you've undone a bra before a bra was invented.
The lace hangs more loosely from Alucard's chest now, the bottom scraping against Trevor's own skin.]
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This is where he says something stupid about how the blond takes his breath away, right? Yeah.
But it's with teeth lightly nipping along the dhampir's chin and jaw that the pads of his fingers brush over pale, smooth skin and push away the garment that has now fallen open. Exposing the blond's chest in a very nice way.
With a rather pleased look given up to the blond, he lets those wandering hands slide up to slender shoulders and help Alucard out of the rest of it, lips pressing a kiss to his shoulder as he does so with a hum. ]
You've still got too much on.
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Alucard's careful as he moves one arm up, letting the garment slip off that arm, then the other, until all the lace and fine work is sitting rather limply on Trevor's chest. It's a true shame to be rid of it, but alas. It has served it's purpose and must be dismissed.
He is careful when it is moved to the floor though, an action that looks more coordinated than it actually is.]
I suppose I should thank you for fixing that particular problem.
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[ Not even going to try and NOT be smug about it. He knows what he wants. Knows what Alucard himself wants.
When the blond goes about carefully dropping that piece to the floor, Trevor sits up to grab two handfuls of dhampir ass, grinning as he does so while letting teeth nip and tug at Alucard's lower lip. He may not be a vampire himself, but that doesn't mean he can't nibble and bite here and there. ]
How do you plan on thanking me, by the way?
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[Alucard's reaction to that sudden ass grab is to let out a rather embarrassingly loud moan, before leaning back into Trevor's hands. That felt good, and the moan is the reward for it.
He's grinning at Trevor's affection, pausing to put both of his hands on Trevor's shoulders. Steadying himself for a moment.]
Hmmm. What a very good question.
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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. ]
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