[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. ]
[ When those slender fingers begin to tug at the front of his trousers there, Trevor can only hum in anticipation of what's all about to happen. You know. After Alucard is done touching and teasing him as he's SURE the blond bastard is going to do. But it's fine. He likes it. ]
[ Words he mumbles with a lazy smile as he complies with what the dhampir asks of him. Hips coming to lift while lips chase after Alucard's for one, two, three kisses he so eagerly drinks up with pleased little noises. ]
[Alucard can multitask. And he does, able to slip Trevor's trouser down and over his knees while still showering the Belmont with kisses. Fleeting but no less heartfelt, until the task of trouser removal is done and Alucard can press against Trevor entirely.
This is good. Trevor's leg between his own, giving Alucard freedom to grind right up against him. His arms can wrap around Trevor's midsection and over his shoulder perfectly. A good grip, a means of making purchase and--
--reward, hm?
With perhaps less grace than he'd usually manage, Alucard rolls them back over, the dhampir landing with a soft fwump on the mattress beneath them. His hair fans out behind him, and there's a grin up at Trevor.]
[ This view... is nice. Very nice. Really very nice and the Belmont can't help but blink a little lazily as strands of brown hair fall in front of his face and blue eyes peek through to catch sight of how Alucard's golden blond hair fans out around him. Almost like a halo. He smiles. ]
Very.
[ To which he leans himself in and lets lips trail open-mouthed kisses slowly down the blond's neck. ]
You're good enough to eat.
[ Words he mumbles through a quiet laugh as a hand smooths its way down the front of the blond's chest and slips between slender legs, stroking teasingly along an arousal he most definitely intends to make harder. ]
[It's the neck that undoes him. Always the neck. Because oh, oh the groan that comes out of his mouth almost echoes off the walls. It's one of those gut deep noises that starts so low and just blossoms outward, reflecting nothing but pure enjoyment of the moment.
That noise is followed by a similar one as Trevor takes him in hand. Alucard's halfway there, but it feels so good for Trevor's warm, warm hand to be brushing up against him.]
[ Give him all those pretty little sounds you make, Alucard. Because Trevor adores each and every one of them and intends to drag more out with the way he lazily strokes him with his hand, eyes of blue never letting their gaze stray too far from the blond's face. He's so much more softer than he could ever be himself and being with Alucard like this is a mere reminder of what he misses and cherishes when he's away from him for however long his adventures keep him. To come back to this is... nice. So very nice.
He steals a kiss from those lips spilling such lovely sounds for him and he smiles then as fingers brush over that plush bottom lip, mindful of fangs and all. ]
[Alucard's not desperate when he takes two of Trevor's fingers into his mouth. He's thoughtful. Closes his eyes, and lets his tongue stroke over the pads of Trevor's fingers so carefully. So lovingly.]
[ Well look at him being so thoughtful and loving like that. Makes him a little glad the blond talked him out of just flipping him over and fucking him from behind. Not that... he won't do that next time. But the moments like these where he can see and appreciate the sort of attention the blond gives to him... it's nice. He admits it.
He kisses along the blond's jaw as he sucks on those fingers, his others gently stroking along the dhampir's neck. Wanting to touch him. NEEDING to touch him. Just a little more. Before it all becomes so much more... desperate. Well, maybe more on his end. ]
Still think you can take me?
[ A cheeky thing to say but he also just likes hearing it, ok? ]
[Oh. Oh those jaw kisses are everything right now. The way Trevor's face and stubble brushes so close to his mouth, but Alucard can't catch him in a kiss. The fact he's finally hard, thanks to all of Trevor's efforts. The overwhelming wonderfulness of it all.
He sighs around those wonderful fingers, so content. Closes his eyes, and--
--and then there's Trevor's question. The response comes, but it's muffled around Trevor's fingers.]
[ That's what he likes to hear and he pulls Alucard a little closer with a grin on his lips as he keeps touching him. Keeps stroking him. Keeps kissing and nipping and showering him in affection however he can. Because for as rough of a guy as he is, he has his moments. Moments like these between them. ]
God, I hope so.
[ He breathes that out with a moan against Alucard's chin before he comes to pull the dhampir closer and he straightens up himself. Hand curving under a pale calf, he pushes that leg up and lets his lips brush over pale soft skin, pressing one open-mouthed kiss after another along the inside of Alucard's thigh, humming to himself as he does so. ]
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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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[Alucard's pretty sure that it's a favor to reach down and at least start to tug at Trevor's trousers.]
Let's make you a little more comfortable, shall we?
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Oh God, please.
[ That... would be very VERY nice right now. ]
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[Things can only go so far if there's a butt on the bed. For emphasis? He tugs. Just a little more. Just a little harder.]
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[ Words he mumbles with a lazy smile as he complies with what the dhampir asks of him. Hips coming to lift while lips chase after Alucard's for one, two, three kisses he so eagerly drinks up with pleased little noises. ]
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[Alucard can multitask. And he does, able to slip Trevor's trouser down and over his knees while still showering the Belmont with kisses. Fleeting but no less heartfelt, until the task of trouser removal is done and Alucard can press against Trevor entirely.
This is good. Trevor's leg between his own, giving Alucard freedom to grind right up against him. His arms can wrap around Trevor's midsection and over his shoulder perfectly. A good grip, a means of making purchase and--
--reward, hm?
With perhaps less grace than he'd usually manage, Alucard rolls them back over, the dhampir landing with a soft fwump on the mattress beneath them. His hair fans out behind him, and there's a grin up at Trevor.]
Good enough reward?
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Very.
[ To which he leans himself in and lets lips trail open-mouthed kisses slowly down the blond's neck. ]
You're good enough to eat.
[ Words he mumbles through a quiet laugh as a hand smooths its way down the front of the blond's chest and slips between slender legs, stroking teasingly along an arousal he most definitely intends to make harder. ]
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That noise is followed by a similar one as Trevor takes him in hand. Alucard's halfway there, but it feels so good for Trevor's warm, warm hand to be brushing up against him.]
Mmm. Like that, please.
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He steals a kiss from those lips spilling such lovely sounds for him and he smiles then as fingers brush over that plush bottom lip, mindful of fangs and all. ]
Suck on these?
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[Alucard's not desperate when he takes two of Trevor's fingers into his mouth. He's thoughtful. Closes his eyes, and lets his tongue stroke over the pads of Trevor's fingers so carefully. So lovingly.]
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He kisses along the blond's jaw as he sucks on those fingers, his others gently stroking along the dhampir's neck. Wanting to touch him. NEEDING to touch him. Just a little more. Before it all becomes so much more... desperate. Well, maybe more on his end. ]
Still think you can take me?
[ A cheeky thing to say but he also just likes hearing it, ok? ]
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He sighs around those wonderful fingers, so content. Closes his eyes, and--
--and then there's Trevor's question. The response comes, but it's muffled around Trevor's fingers.]
Yes.
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God, I hope so.
[ He breathes that out with a moan against Alucard's chin before he comes to pull the dhampir closer and he straightens up himself. Hand curving under a pale calf, he pushes that leg up and lets his lips brush over pale soft skin, pressing one open-mouthed kiss after another along the inside of Alucard's thigh, humming to himself as he does so. ]
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[It's a breathy little whine of anticipation. One that grows louder when Trevor straightens up.]
Fuck, you should see what you look like from this angle.
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