[Alucard's fingers move slowly through Trevor's hair, letting the Belmont figure out what he needs to do to try and at least try this exercise. If he's gained nothing else through this entire experience, Alucard likes to think he has gained patience. In the past he might've snapped for Trevor to just do the damn task as asked. Or else he'd whine and tease that if Trevor was going to kiss him then just do it. But that isn't right for the moment. It hasn't been right for a lot of moments, spent together or with Trevor and Sypha, all slow and kind and patient and so full of love.
That last part is the most important. It's the only thing that matters, and the dhampir hopes that the feeling of real affection does surface through this damned bond.
His breath is shallow with those fingers against his neck. They always are. But with the kiss, Alucard is breathless. His head tilts back. His lips part just a little, wanting Trevor to keep going. Needing him to, to keep trying to plumb the depths of what feelings endure.]
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That last part is the most important. It's the only thing that matters, and the dhampir hopes that the feeling of real affection does surface through this damned bond.
His breath is shallow with those fingers against his neck. They always are. But with the kiss, Alucard is breathless. His head tilts back. His lips part just a little, wanting Trevor to keep going. Needing him to, to keep trying to plumb the depths of what feelings endure.]