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When we get to that point, I don't want blood to be the reason why.

[He's putting all of that out there in a single sentence. Which is perhaps a lot that he doesn't even realize yet, but it feels important to say. Alucard does nothing else for a moment, aware that in the end, it probably doesn't matter of the effect of his blood on Trevor is due to magic or bond. The end result is all the same.

They both need to calm down. Alucard pats Trevor's leg softly.]

Lie back down. We'll hold each other.

S'not the only reason.

[ Words he mumbles as he comes to fall back against the couch, the darkness to his eyes slowly beginning to fade. It was only a drop of blood after all. Had he actually drank from Alucard, well, that would probably last a lot longer than this little moment here.

But he still hums as he lets his head loll back and forth against the couch cushions, fingers drumming against Alucard's shoulder as he lets the disappearing warmth still wash over him. ]

I called you Adrian. [ He says then softly. ] It just... felt right. In the moment.

[Words almost leave his lips. I want it to be for love.

That's too loaded.

So Alucard just lies down on top of Trevor. He's warmer than Trevor, and he settles with his head on Trevor's chest. It seems comfortable enough, and them his arms wrap around Trevor's sides. This'll do.]

You can keep calling me that.

[ Trevor's slept with another here before. A couple times, actually. Is it love? No, though he does care for them and consider them a friend. Sypha and Alucard... they're different to him. He cares for them, yes. But it's... different and he wouldn't sleep with either of them as a means to just scratch some itch he has. But when he had tasted Alucard's blood on his tongue... jesus christ, he could have so easily let himself if they both wanted. He's coming to learn that blood is not necessarily a drug to him. But it's more a means for him to loosen up, if you will. Let go of things that he normally hides away or doesn't think he should do.

Sometimes that's good. Sometimes that's bad, because it certainly makes him wonder if that's why vampires can be as cruel as they are sometimes. There's nothing holding them back anymore.

But he lays there with Alucard, the tips of his fingers still stroking along his arms as he lets that nice feeling slowly begin to disappear from him. ]

I wonder... [ he murmurs then ] ...if your blood would be able to... nourish me. Or like... reenergize me. Because it felt like that. Like a burst of energy all of a sudden. A really nice burst of energy.

[With his head against Trevor's chest, Alucard can both hear and feel Trevor's heartbeat. He focuses on that. On the changes. On how good it feels with Trevor's fingertips moving along his arms.

They could do this for the rest of the afternoon, honestly. He'd be so happy to. In terms of last days in the realm of the living, there are far worse ways to spend them.]

We'll see. Because transformation could make a big impact as well and...

[Alucard doesn't want to think about it.]

All in due time.

[ He hums in regards to that and is just... content to be like this. Right here. On the couch. While he still has a heartbeat and rides this gentle wave of... Alucard. He shifts a bit, fingers still stroking along the blond's arm when he... feels something and considering they were making out and everything... ]

Do.. you have something in your pocket or... are you..?

[ Happy to see him? ]

--Oh. That's where the wolf went.

[Literally something in his pocket. He doesn't look up. Just snuggles a little bit more and closes his eyes.]

I can take it out if it's digging into you.

[ The way Alucard just so nonchalantly writes that off gets Trevor to chuckle a little into the blond's hair before he gives a shake of his head. What are the odds it's actually something else with Alucard?? Pretty damn high ones. ]

No. M'fine. Just wanted to make sure I didn't get you all hot and bothered.

You're fine.

[Trevor's middle gets a gentle squeeze.]

This is all I want right now.

Mm. Me too.

[ Words he lets himself admit softly as he lays there with Alucard on the couch. Just like that. Fingers brushing over the blond's arm. For as long as they both can. ]

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