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[ 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. ]

[Alucard's pretty sure that Trevor's trousers need to be removed soon. But not yet. Teasing like this, it feels wonderful. All the more so when there's hands at his hips.

What else can he do but grind? Just a little. Just to make his point.]

Of course I can. I wouldn't want this if I couldn't.

I like your confidence.

[ Words he mumbles against the blond's lips, cool fingertips find themselves ghosting over soft skin as his own lips latch onto a nicely exposed spot at Alucard's neck and, rather than let teeth sink in to drink as he would with Berserker or Hector, he kisses him. Over and over and over again.

The grinding prompts deep-seated moans from the vampire and Trevor has to eventually tear his lips away from that exposed neck gifted to him because fuck his pants are just too damn tight on him right now and Alucard is not helping in getting them off. ]

Do we have... y'know... stuff down here?

[ Lube. That's what he means. ]

[All of that kissing prompts nothing but a harder grind. Alucard's never made a secret of his neck as the spot that truly gets him going, and that is on full and glorious display in the moment. It isn't just his hips either. Soft, delighted noises spill forth from his mouth, coupled with a tighter grip around the Belmont.

But oh.

They should probably address the trouser situation.]

--It's your room. Do you?

I... think.

[ That's not very reassuring but, either way, he shifts a bit with the blond in his lap and reaches over for the bedside table. Drawer pulled opened, he blindly feels around in there with a rather fixed expression on his face before he finally pulls out what he'd been looking for and catches Alucard's lips in a kiss. ]

There we go.

[ Nipping at that lower lip, he looks between them as he uncaps the bottle. ]

Did you want to or-?

[Alucard's happy enough to pause, easing back on Trevor's legs to let him check. That's enough time and space to at least unzip Trevor's pants and try to pull them down a little.

Oh.

Trevor's focus may be on lube, but Alucard's? It is occupied on the pride he's taking in seeing exactly how aroused Trevor is.]

I want you to. I want your hands there.

You want to watch me jerk myself off for you?

[ He... might be reading that wrong but, hey, who the hell knows?? He's not about to shame Alucard for wanting to watch or anything.

So, with a generous dollop dropped to the palm of his hand, he smooths it over his own aching cock, tips of his pale fingers brushing over the head as he curiously watches him with those blue eyes of his. ]

Nice and big, yeah? But always a perfect fit for you.

Mmmm, not quite.

[Alucard's eyes are on Trevor's cock though, the hunger and want barely restrained but mixed with....well. Something. He's yet to clarify what though, and he reaches out his own hand to run a slender finger up the shaft.]

First, I want to watch you get yourself ready for me. Then I want those same fingers to stretch me just enough so I can ride.

[ Well then. ]

I'm guessing you didn't learn any from that from all the books you read in your spare time. Which is always.

[ Because clearly that's all Alucard does: read. But fuck, who is he to deny the blond what he wants when it's that? Jesus Christ. With bottle still in hand, he lets some of the liquid run over his fingertips before he drops them down to the head of his cock, working them over himself in a slow and a pleasurable way. ]

But if that's what you want, I don't mind giving you a bit of a show.

I'm not allowed to think about the things I want to see you do?

[There's a mock pout, but it comes paired with a warm laugh and a dhampir who leans back just a little bit more. It's a better view, more luxurious. Easier to see all of Trevor, and shit. Just watching the liquid come out gets Alucard going just that little bit more.]

I only get a bit?

Greedy, are you?

[ Not like he's complaining or anything.

Coming to fall back onto his haunches after a bit of shifting around is done, he strokes that liquid over his cock, nice and slow, letting Alucard get a good look as he hums to himself at how it feels to both touch himself and have the blond watching. ]

What else do you want to see me do?

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