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[ The wheels in Trevor's mind start turning. Blood provides him with a nourishment his (undead) body needs but for emotions... it can't just be through the blood because emotions are not blood. They're not something that bleed out of you when you prick your finger or cut yourself on a knife. They're brought forward because of what happened, not because they're in the blood. So maybe, if he can "feed on them" like this...

Trevor gently pushes Alucard back against the sofa and falls into him as he deepens their kiss. It's still gentle, still slow and still carries with it an almost curious way about it on Trevor's end. But he's still careful and slow and gentle with Alucard, even as a hand comes to rest at the small of his back. ]

Don't cut yourself on my fangs. [ He mumbles then. ] I want to taste you, not your blood.

[Alucard's not sure he expected we should talk to end with this, but he's relieved for it. He wouldn't venture happy into the equation, because the circumstances are still dire and worrisome. But this is better, and it is hard for that note of relief not to bleed into all of this.

Flat on his back he may be, but his arms don't move far. The hand that was in Trevor's hair rests against his cheek now, thumb rubbing in small, soft circles, the other hanging freely off the side of the sofa. For now.

An impossibly warm laugh bubbles up from deep in his belly, and it comes with a fleeting smile.]

I could say the exact same thing to you, Trevor.

[ Seeing and hearing Alucard laugh like he is... it's difficult for Trevor NOT to smile himself and ah, it's quite warm as he does. Almost like a mirror of Alucard's own. As he lets the tips of his fingers smooth down the front of the blond's shirt, he tilts his head some and blue eyes stare down to him curiously as he mulls over something. Every time he's with his Bonded, he feels... better. He doesn't feel as detached as he does when it's just him. Up a tree. In the middle of the night. Vampires have a tendency to be rather solitary creatures for the most part, so... maybe that's been influencing the loss or dulling of his emotions.

Maybe he needs to be around his Bonded in order to feel more.

The thought makes Trevor blink and he lets his gaze wander off to the side for a moment before he lets it fall back onto the blond. ]

You and I have sort of been away from one another for a few weeks now, haven't we?

[ The both of them just.. trying to deal with a loss in their own way when, maybe, they should have been dealing with it together. But. They are how they are and sometimes they both need that space to brood in private. ]

I wonder if that's what's weakened what I feel for you. Because when I'm around you... it feels better. I feel a little more like me and not like I'm not me.

[Alucard's hand stays right where it is. He's gotten used to Trevor's skin being so cold, but he'll never be used to it. Or okay with it. It feels right in this moment, and so it stays. He got Trevor to smile. He felt all those facial movements, and that feels like some little victory in these circumstances.

Alucard's eyes close in careful contemplation at the Belmont's words. He's right, isn't he? Being apart just made this worse. It's always worse when they fail to communicate.]

I think you're right. [There's apology and regret in his voice, and his eyes are a little more somber when they open.] It'll be easier now, with things growing darker earlier.

[With summer over and all. Moreover and more importantly, there's a simple question for the time being:] Shall I stay here for the night?

[ With the cooler months coming and the days becoming shorter and shorter, it's the Vampire Season really. When they and all other creatures of the night can come out much earlier and stay out much longer than they can during the spring and summer months.

Taking hold of Alucard's hand, he lets it press to his cheek and turns his head to brush his lips over the heel of the blond's palm as he holds gently to his wrist. ]

I'd like that.

[It's impossible for Alucard not to blush as lips brush over his palm. Sometimes it's embarrassing how stupid he gets over the little gestures. How they seem to cut to the heart of everything. Tender moments always do this.

His other hand finally moves, resting against Trevor's chest. Where his heart ought to be beating.]

I'd like more like that.

Then I guess that makes two of us.

[ Even as he mumbles the words, he lets his lips ghost their way down the inside of Alucard's wrist and along his arm as he leans in against him a little more. He's mindful of his weight and not outright pinning him there since, well, this is the sofa and not the bed. But still he finds himself wanting to drink up every last drop of emotion that he feels for and from Alucard and those lips come to lead him to the blond's collar bone and so close to his neck. ]

The other keep me fed on blood... but yours is the one I always crave the most.

[ He mumbles that with lips pressed to Alucard's collar bone and he comes to look up to him then, blue eyes soft in the way they search his face. ]

You know that what I feel for you is different to how I care about others. Right?

[There's a breathy sigh that could be a sigh of contentment or the word fuck said with unending fondness, or it could just be a noise in response to the sheer thrill that comes with the movement of Trevor's lips. It doesn't matter. It comes out of the dhampir and his heart is all but singing for more.

He wouldn't mind being pinned in this moment. The moment is far too soft, but it'd work. To just be trapped under a comfortable weight and taking turns reminding the other that they're loved.

Ever a terrible stereotype, the neck makes Alucard just that much more excited. That's true even now, and it is a real struggle for him not to just press against those lips and become demanding for attention. That isn't the point.]

I've suspected. [He's not happy about Hector at all, but Alucard forces himself not to reflect on it.] And you're the only one I have. That's by choice.

[ He and Berserker have already had This Talk and about how, while they care for one another a great deal, there's still someone dearest within their hearts that can't be replaced: Diarmuid for the dragon and Alucard for him. He's thankful for the understanding they seem to share about that but... it had made him realize that he an Alucard hadn't... really addressed that much and while this is SUCH a bad moment to do so with being so close to the blond like this, he still feels the need to mention it some. To, hopefully, convey to him that he's different. That no one else compares to him or takes his place, just as no one could ever with Sypha either.

So he lets his own hand gently cradle the side of Alucard's face, fingers forever cool to the touch. ]

Even if you find yourself caring for someone else here, I know what you and I have is... it can't be touched by anyone else. I just want to you to know that.

[ That he always comes back to him. ]

Do you want to go to the bed for... [ you know. ]

Edited 2020-09-30 02:14 (UTC)

[It was only ever going to be Trevor or Sypha, wasn't it? If Alucard had ended up here alone, maybe it'd be different. Maybe he might've gone and exploded in a fit of rage magic. Or just given into some halfhearted bond because he needed to be responsible. But it wouldn't have worked, because only Trevor and Sypha had met the worst of Alucard and could be comfortable with it.

He can't imagine not being bonded and it involving romance, and there's just...nothing else he wants.

Alucard breathes out, shifting his face slightly to nuzzle against Trevor's fingers.]

I know.

[It is worth saying all the same.]

--Please. As long as it's like this.

[Warm. Loving. Making a point to be expressive, because it has become painfully clear they both need this. Not just Trevor.]

[ That gets him to chuckle some. ]

I only get really bad when I've drank blood.

[ When the more carnal side to his vampire self is more "awake and dominant" in a manner of speaking. Though: ]

Just in case you're ever in the mood for that.

[ He winks, mostly teasing because This Is Alucard but hey, not like he'll deny his partner that sort of fun if he ever wants it. For now, though, he'll keep it as it is, feeling it might be more what they need in this moment here between them.

So, pulling back, he tugs at the blond's wrist to help him up and dips down then to kiss along his neck as fingers begin to blindly feel around for buttons or strings or whatever's needed to help him out of that shirt. ]

You smell so good. All mine. My moody blond asshole.

[Alucard very nearly opens his mouth with stop, you're going to ruin the moment. But he knows better now. Instead he focuses on trying to steal a quick kiss before Trevor runs his mouth further. God knows it isn't a successful attempt, but he tried goddamnit. That has to count for something.]

Right now, I think we're better focused elsewhere.

[It wouldn't be bad. Just different, and there are days Alucard wouldn't mind just letting Trevor do as he would like while simply being along for the ride. Shit, that thought actually does stick with him, even as Trevor's kissing at his neck.

Alucard's own hand focuses on the rear of Trevor, but--]

Maybe don't talk about assholes yet?

[He says it with a laugh though, taking a very shaky backwards step towards the general direction of the bedroom.]

And you say I'm terrible.

[ GOSH.

But he's careful in the way in which he guides Alucard back to the bedroom here in his little vampire domain made for him, forever grateful that he has an actual bed and not a bloody coffin. Although, he wouldn't say no to one since he likes the confined spaces when sleeping. But a bed is much better for things like this. ]

What should we talk about then?

[ He mumbles against the crook of Alucard's neck, letting his hands roam down the front of that shirt. ]

How about how you're wearing too much right now and would look so much better with it all off?

You started it.

[But he laughs again, so happy to just be lead about. For this to be normal and wonderful and that they're never going to end up trying to make out in a coffin rather than a proper bed.

His hands find Trevor's chest. Or at least one does, making no secret of how much the dhampir enjoys the Belmont's firm and ample bosom. The other is happy to just move up and down Trevor's side, enjoying the feel of the fabric as it moves over skin.]

Mmmm. Sounds like a fascinating topic, do go on.

Why go on when I can take things off though?

[ A grin on his lips, he comes to stop when they're at the foot of the bed and he kisses Alucard then. Still gentle but becoming a little more firmer as he rests his hand against the nape of the blond's neck.

The kiss is only for a moment, however, as he breaks it long enough to be able to help the blond out of that shirt and leave him exposed to him in a way that Trevor takes great delight in.

The tips of his fingers run gently across the scar that Alucard will forever wear from his father and he leans in to kiss along the dhampir's neck. Soft. Slow. Fingers still coming to trace down the scar to the front of those pants. Dipping in then, he starts to help with the unfastening of them. ]

It feels better with you, you know.

[ He mumbles then as he lets his lips make their way along Alucard's jaw. ]

Maybe because of where I keep you in my heart.

[Alucard's never dwelt on what his chest really means. Not in these moments at least, because the mood of it all is liable to be ruined by even considering the scar for a fraction of a second.

His hands trace over Trevor's chest with a practiced ease and inquisitiveness, enjoying the contrast of soft fabric and cool skin underneath that's firm to the touch. Trevor's all muscle, and it does feel wonderful.

There's a moment as Alucard angles his neck ever so where all of just golden tresses just tumble down and catch in the light. One that he can't quite see himself, and-- oh.

He doesn't mind the forwardness, or the sudden swelling of enthusiasm. If anything, Alucard pushes up against Trevor's hand, trying to encourage things more. They'll be a fine study in contrasts, a nude dhampir and completely covered vampire.]

And where would that be?

[ Because he doesn't want to go through the process of doing this much with them both standing and all, he gently pushes Alucard back onto the bed with a smile and comes to tower over him, knee pressing into the mattress.

Hands continue their careful work of unfastening the blond's pants and it's only when they've finished their task that he tugs the front of them open with a delighted little sound rumbling in the back of his throat. It's been... awhile now. Since they've done this.

Wearing a smile on his lips, he cants his head some as he goes about removing his own shirt for Alucard's viewing pleasure. ]

Nice and close.

[ A tug of those pants down slender hips, he grins a fang-y little grin. ]

Right where I like to be with you here.

[Alucard doesn't flop on the mattress, nor does he exactly stay still. Trevor's free to keep towering over him, but the dhampir's going to prop himself up on his forearms, aware that he looks like a display like this. Especially when his trousers are finally gone, showing his half-hardness and keen eyes that want to fix that soon thank you.

But oh. The minute Trevor's shirt is off? That's the moment where Alucard sits up more. Where Alucard leans in as much as he can, just to press his lips to that perfect chest.]

Mmmm.

[It's a noise pressed right up against Trevor's chest, warm and wanting.]

[ The moment those lips press against his cool chest, he feels not only the gentle warmth from them but the desire and want that the blond has for him and this moment through their shared bond. It's... nice. Really nice to feel and he finds himself nearly falling under the spell of the blond and those lips, slender fingers carding through glittery gold locks of hair as he hums in such delight at the attention given to him.

Normally, he likes to be the one doling out the attention and making the blond sigh in ways only he gets to hear. But this? This is also... really nice and he takes the time to savor the moment and everything that he suddenly is able to feel through this. ]

That's nice...

[ He mumbles the words, fingers still carding through Alucard's hair as his own need begins to grow hard in his pants. Tenting and showing just how nice the blond makes him feel. ]

Only nice?

[Alucard doesn't look up though. He keeps his lips close against Trevor's chest, trailing soft, warm kisses from the spot he's at to the nearest of Trevor's nipples. There's no warning as his tongue carefully and lovingly licks over it, only the warmth and dampness that goes with the action, performed with an overwhelming amount of warmth.

He can feel how hard Trevor is. That's gratifying, but no where near as much as what Alucard's focused on in this moment, his entire vision full of nothing but Trevor's middle.]

F-fuck!

[ Startled is definitely one way to put it. Not because of what Alucard has decided to have fun with, but because of just how warm the blond's mouth is against his much cooler skin. To say that hadn't caught him off guard just a little would be a boldfaced lie. But he's not complaining, just... surprised. Very surprised. Also Alucard's mouth is really nice, too. ]

You did that on purpose.

[ He whines through a groan before he comes to push the blond back against the bed again and, this time, he crawls over him, leaning down to catch those lips in a kiss that feels so starved, so needy, and he can't help but wonder if it's Alucard's need he's feeling through their bond, or if it's his own... or even both of theirs mixed together to create this moment here they're falling into. ]

Do you want to be on your back or your front?

Maybe~

[The sing song is muffled against Trevor's chest too, reverberating with all the warmth Alucard can give and then some. Oh, it may not last, not with the way Trevor handles him next and the way he moves to kiss the dhampir, but it is important.

As to the question, Alucard can only shake his head. Splay his fingers across Trevor's chest and gently push up.]

Neither. Sit up, hm?

[ O-oh... ]

You've got something else in mind?

[ He lets himself be pushed, not at all fighting back or really complaining about what he feels like is Alucard wanting to ride him it's just... surprising?? To see and feel the blond take more initiative like this.

Again, he is soooo not complaining and it even turns him on a little to feel this wanted and needed and desired. Just... different. Unexpected?? Yeah. ]

I do.

[Trevor's right, of course. The moment Trevor's sat up, Alucard picks himself upright and reorients himself, coming to settle right on Trevor's lap. There's no hesitation as Alucard's legs wrap around Trevor's waist, only the sheer exhiliration of his warm cock now resting against Trevor's lower torso.

This is better. It's important Trevor be wrapped up in warmth in this moment, that he feel just how alive and loved he is, so that it's easier to bring those feelings to the surface in return.]

Much more comfortable.

[Comfortable enough for Alucard to reach his hand down between them both, rubbing his hand over the trousers that Trevor still has on and the hardness right below.]

[ Oh. Well. He's definitely not about to complain about any of this. Especially not with that cock where it is and Alucard nice and snug there on his lap. This is nice. This is very very nice.

Even nicer when the blond starts touching him like he is and Trevor can't help but suck in a breath, so to speak. Hands find purchase at those slender hips that he hasn't had the pleasure of touching for some time now and a grin touches those slightly pale lips of his, a fang poking out as he does. ]

Think you can still take me?

[ Yeah yeah, just stroke his ego a bit, Alucard. You're already stroking his cock after all. ]

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