I will. It'll need to be before dusk. Leon isn't there at night.
[ And he's kissing Alucard. Just softly. Warm and safe and comfortable, in a pile of cushions with just enough magic woven into them to make them so soft it feels like floating. ]
You'll need to see Leon first. He was the one who made the vow. He can revoke it, if you give him permission.
[Alucard never thought he'd be in a place like this. Safe. Warm. Loved. Kissed and floating along in the arms of someone who truly loves him in turn. Someone who's already made it clear he cares.]
Okay. We'll do that.
[He then pauses, a faint frown on his face.]
Does it have to be formal? I don't think I have the right...anything, for that.
I don’t think they’d care much. Lady Theodora might try to put you in court clothes, but she just likes telling people what to wear.
[ But he pauses. Thinks. He’s had to be careful with the gifts he’s presented to Alucard. Nothing too extravagant, nothing that might arouse suspicion. But if it were just for visiting with the fae and Sara’s court- ]
[ 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.
Are we going to do this again? I'm pretty sure I won last time.
[ Nobody won last time they had a 'who is too good for who' contest. Nobody ever does. He moves in to catch Alucard's lips with his own while they're close. ]
They'll be so glad to see you. To see that you're so well, that you're happy- [ Another kiss. ] -that you're still doing your work, despite everything.
[ Okay so maybe he's laying it on a little thick. He always does, when they're like this. Not that he ever misses a chance to talk about why his boyfriend is so good anyway, but when they're curled up like this? He's extra sappy about it. ]
I'd have never found my way back to you, if you weren't still trying to make people well.
[There's a point where Alucard doesn't argue. He kisses Trevor to win the argument, and now is one of those times. One of those kisses where he has no caution in him, is all burning adoration and wanting Trevor to know I love you I love you I love you.
[ Alucard is good at winning arguments. That kiss shuts him up pretty effectively, leaves him just curled around his precious human, wings wrapping around the both of them like another blanket, all safe and soft and loving.
It's a little later that he finally speaks. Almost time to be taking Alucard upstairs. Or at least thinking about it. They've slept down here a few times, now, instead of facing the arduous process of leaving each others' arms. ]
[Alucard snugs into Trevor. Closes his eyes, not dozing but taking comfort in the togetherness. He hums something to himself. Is nearly asleep when Trevor speaks--]
-the speaker. [ He probably shouldn't refer to her in such a distant, indirect way considering what he's going to be saying soon. So he tries again. ] Sypha.
[ He loosens his hold on Alucard a little. In truth, he doesn't know how to go about discussing this. His model for a healthy relationship is two people who havn't even seen each other in 400 years, so- it's complicated. ]
[ He pulls Alucard tight, because he doesn't know if any of this constitutes unfaithfulness un human terms. In those of his own kind, at last those who care about it enough to cause trouble? It absolutely does. ]
She wanted to kiss me goodbye, when I left her with her people. And I told her that I couldn't, because I'm doing this the human way and humans are only allowed to kiss one person. And then she laughed at me.
[ He squeezes Alucard tightly for a moment, looking for reassurance that he's not done anything wrong. This isn't like his own kind, who either don't care of care so much that they'll cut up anyone whose eyes wander to rearrange them into furniture. Either of those would be fine. Alucard's human, and liable to just- be hurt.
[ He nods. Alucard doesn't seem hurt, or upset, or any of the things he might have feared. He's just- himself. Perfect. And Trevor's body goes limp with relief, just something soft and boneless beneath Alucard. ]
Once the deal business is done. I'll bring her back, so we can talk. And we can visit mother together.
[ He's glad for the instruction and for the change of topic. It's hard not to feel like he's doing something wrong with this, like he's stepping clumsily when one misstep might ruin the wonderful thing he's found. ]
I could just- let you go. If it's too warm.
[ He could. He even has, a few times. Lurked around Alucard's bed as a swarm of moths covering the wall and looking down at him. It was probably not the most romantic thing in the world. But he won't let go. Not really. Not unless he's asked to. He'll just joke about it, and pull Alucard all the closer as he gathers him up in his arms to stand. ]
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[ And he's kissing Alucard. Just softly. Warm and safe and comfortable, in a pile of cushions with just enough magic woven into them to make them so soft it feels like floating. ]
You'll need to see Leon first. He was the one who made the vow. He can revoke it, if you give him permission.
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[Alucard never thought he'd be in a place like this. Safe. Warm. Loved. Kissed and floating along in the arms of someone who truly loves him in turn. Someone who's already made it clear he cares.]
Okay. We'll do that.
[He then pauses, a faint frown on his face.]
Does it have to be formal? I don't think I have the right...anything, for that.
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[ But he pauses. Thinks. He’s had to be careful with the gifts he’s presented to Alucard. Nothing too extravagant, nothing that might arouse suspicion. But if it were just for visiting with the fae and Sara’s court- ]
...do you want to have the right anything?
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[No one will know if they keep it in the little house Alucard recovered in. Maybe that's enough.]
I'll leave it to you?
[I trust you.]
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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.
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I look forward to seeing what it'll look like.
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[ His hand travels down Alucard's arm again, measures around his wrist, and then slides into his, lacing their fingers together again. ]
If not, I hope you'll humour me anyway.
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You're already too good for me.
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[ Nobody won last time they had a 'who is too good for who' contest. Nobody ever does. He moves in to catch Alucard's lips with his own while they're close. ]
They'll be so glad to see you. To see that you're so well, that you're happy- [ Another kiss. ] -that you're still doing your work, despite everything.
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Because they raised a good son.
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[ Okay so maybe he's laying it on a little thick. He always does, when they're like this. Not that he ever misses a chance to talk about why his boyfriend is so good anyway, but when they're curled up like this? He's extra sappy about it. ]
I'd have never found my way back to you, if you weren't still trying to make people well.
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When he breaks the kiss, it's with a smile.]
And we're here. So that's all that matters.
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[ Alucard is good at winning arguments. That kiss shuts him up pretty effectively, leaves him just curled around his precious human, wings wrapping around the both of them like another blanket, all safe and soft and loving.
It's a little later that he finally speaks. Almost time to be taking Alucard upstairs. Or at least thinking about it. They've slept down here a few times, now, instead of facing the arduous process of leaving each others' arms. ]
There's- maybe something else.
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...Yes?
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[ He loosens his hold on Alucard a little. In truth, he doesn't know how to go about discussing this. His model for a healthy relationship is two people who havn't even seen each other in 400 years, so- it's complicated. ]
-it's only one, isn't it? For humans?
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--oh.]
I miss her too, if that's what you mean.
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[ He pulls Alucard tight, because he doesn't know if any of this constitutes unfaithfulness un human terms. In those of his own kind, at last those who care about it enough to cause trouble? It absolutely does. ]
She wanted to kiss me goodbye, when I left her with her people. And I told her that I couldn't, because I'm doing this the human way and humans are only allowed to kiss one person. And then she laughed at me.
[ ... ]
...a lot.
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I believe her people don't limit dating to only one other person.
[Alucard moves a hand, running it down Trevor's chest softly.]
I wouldn't mind kissing her too, you know. But I think that if she wanted to kiss you? The three of us should discuss it together.
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He doesn't want that. ]
It would- be okay? If we discussed it?
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[Being squeezed feels lovely. Alucard reaches over, running his fingers through Trevor's hair gently.]
But I'm not unopposed. If we can all agree on how this might work.
[Alucard smiles gently. Nuzzles against his neck.]
Okay?
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Once the deal business is done. I'll bring her back, so we can talk. And we can visit mother together.
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[He just wants the order of events right.]
Or should we sleep and talk about this in the morning?
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[ Things happen in order. Right. He shakes his head, then hides his face in Alucard's hair. ]
In the morning. We can figure out how all of this works.
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[The easiest way to fix this.]
We'll need the cooling blanket tonight, I think.
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[ He's glad for the instruction and for the change of topic. It's hard not to feel like he's doing something wrong with this, like he's stepping clumsily when one misstep might ruin the wonderful thing he's found. ]
I could just- let you go. If it's too warm.
[ He could. He even has, a few times. Lurked around Alucard's bed as a swarm of moths covering the wall and looking down at him. It was probably not the most romantic thing in the world. But he won't let go. Not really. Not unless he's asked to. He'll just joke about it, and pull Alucard all the closer as he gathers him up in his arms to stand. ]
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