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[ 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?

Mmmm.

[It's a warm, soft hum. Thoughtful as it is turned on, Alucard's eyes glued to watching Trevor stroke himself.]

Show me what you do when you're alone.

What- you mean you don't feel it through the bond?

[ So his blond boyfriend isn't a snoop then, huh? Well well. But, far be it from Trevor to deny his bonded what he wants and so, with the most sultry look he can muster, he rubs the pad of his thumb over the head of his cock, stroking himself with gentle groans leaving his lips. ]

Would feel a lot better with you on top.

We all deserve privacy, don't we?

[Alucard wants to sound like more a smirking jackass than he does. Blame the total distraction of Trevor's cock, all lubed up and coupled with noises that hit the dhampir just right.

It is impossible not to lean forward, keen to place himself exactly where Trevor wants him.]

Then help me get ready to take you, hm?

Whatever you say, princess.

[ Because SOMEONE is sure as hell making him do all the work here!! Not like he really minds all that much and, with a shift on the bed, he wraps an arm around the small of the blond's back, pulling him in nice and close and taking care of anything else that needs to be taken care of in the way of clothing for the both of them. ]

Going to burn the image of you taking my cock like this into my mind so I can go back to it whenever I want.

[ He grins a fang-y little grin as he says those words, slathering more of the lubricant all over his fingers as he pushes Alucard down against the bed and crawls over him, eyes hungry for him and only him. Careful, he slips those fingers between the blond's legs and brushes them over where he's simply dying to be inside. ]

Sweet and slow, right?

[ Just wanting to confirm that and all. ]

Princess?

[He manages to sound at least a little offended by that, buck naked and hard as he is. The whole tone is a contrast to just about everything else going on here, and fuck if it doesn't feel wonderful to be manhandled by the Belmont. There's a little moan just as Trevor pulls him in, and then?

Then there's a warm laugh that ends with the dhampir stealing a kiss from Trevor's lips.]

The last half a dozen times we've done this wasn't enough for you?

[Probably, but a new version is always welcome. It's a version that comes along with soft little pants and whines as Trevor's fingers take control of the situation. There's genuine restraint from the dhampir not to just grind, and for his troubles, Trevor gets copious kisses pressed against his own neck and shoulders.]

Yes. Please.

Mm, but this is sort of like making up kind of, isn't it?

[ Even though they... didn't exactly have an argument or anything, but. Still. It's been awhile for the both of them and so with that comes the needy desire to be inside the blond and have him all for himself again.

He takes some care in the way he presses those fingers against the blond's hole before he takes the plunge (so funny) with working one inside him. The kisses to his neck are appreciated and shown in the way he hums with his head rolling against Alucard's shoulder, fangs just barely scraping along pale skin, mindful to never really break skin. Just little nips and bites and scrapes here and there as he works that finger inside his blond more. ]

Fuck- I almost forgot how tight you still are even with the few times we've done this.

[ Alucard is always more... delicate and one Trevor takes a little more care in handling for a number of reasons. Not necessarily because he doesn't think he can't handle it, but more because he wants it to go at his pace and not overwhelm him with anything he might come to not like. ]

Reconnecting, I'd say.

[Time apart is still time apart, and the changes on Trevor's end are far worse when coupled with the loss of Sypha. They probably should have done this a while ago.

Alucard keeps up the barage of kisses to Trevor's neck, matching the nips Trevor leaves with his own. The dhampir still has his fangs, and he has no reason not to use them in this moment. Except for when the softer noises become big groans pressed against Trevor's skin, hot breath and hard cock both up against the vampire.]

How much looser do you need me to be?

[Alucard resents himself sometimes for taking so long to be ready for these things. He wants to move on but now, although rushing is the worst possible idea.]

It's called being considerate for your ass.

[ JUST TELLING IT LIKE IT IS?? But he only lets his fingers brush within him for a little longer before he comes to slip them out, lips latching onto a patch of pale skin, mindful of fangs as he sucks, a mark left behind as he pulls back. ]

It's a very nice ass and I would hate to wreck it or you.

[ Wearing a bit of a grin on his lips, he pushes the blond back and presses the tip of his slicked cock against that hole he so desperately wants to be in. But, patience... patience. Alucard wants this sweet and slow, not quick and dirty. So, with lips lingering near the shell of an ear, he hums as he smooths a hand along a pale leg and hikes it up around him a bit. Just to make this a little easier. ]

If I get too into it, I'll bite the pillow.

[ And with that given in terms of his assuring him he'll do his best to keep this sweet and gentle, he's careful in the way he nudges himself at first, before finally easing himself inside the blond with a groan. ]

[The mark left is puckered and red against Alucard's pale skin, and there's no instant healing as there might be back home. Hickies actually take, and that feels like a small wonder in and of itself some days.

But there's no time to focus on that. As Trevor makes his way in, Alucard spreads everything he can to make that easier. When Trevor hikes his leg up, Alucard makes sure he goes the extra mile, all but attaching to Trevor's hip. It is a movement that comes with a lower groan than before, because fuck. The anticipation as it blossoms into Trevor entering him is overwhelming.]

Shame it has no nutritional value.

[He says it with a bright laugh, before he wiggles just a little to help Trevor in.]

[ No matter how hard (heh) he tries, he can't bite back the breathless Fuck- that spills from his lips at how nice and good it feels to be wrapped up in Alucard like this again. His mind swims and he can feel the pinpricks of the blond's own emotions ghosting along his skin and soul as he presses himself against him and just holds there for a moment, savoring it and him.

Despite whoever else he ends up sleeping with (which is like two people really), they never feel as inviting or welcoming as Alucard somehow always seems to and he has to wonder if it's, in part, due to what they feel for and have with each other. You know... love and all that. At least he can feel it again now. Whereas before, it had been so dulled with the separation from one another. Almost as if it were a small flickering flame fighting tiredly to not go out.

But now he feels the blond in so many different ways and it takes everything within him to not let his more carnal desires take over in this moment and, instead, remain in what control he can muster with his dick inside the blond. Which, speaking of, he wastes no time then in starting up a rhythm between them, careful in the way he pulls himself out just enough to make the blond think he will... only to ease himself back in in one, hard stroke of his cock. Just nice and slow. Like Alucard wanted. ]

[In the end, it is easy to reduce Alucard to a puddle of sensation and adoration. Just be gentle and show affection, and he pays it back in kind. Oh, there's a million reasons for it - the relationship he grew up watching and how it modeled what he thinks love looks like, the fact he is far more sensitive than he lets on, the Sypha shaped hole between the two of them - but it manifests the same. A dhampir who wants to be held and hold onto in equal measure.

So the speed that Trevor moves at is perfection. It draws a loud, happy groan from that dhampir that is pressed against Trevor's shoulder, reverberating as much as it possibly can against cold skin. There's a little bit of greed with Alucard's hips bucking up as well, but fuck.

Fingers move up and down Trevor's spine, brushing against his hair but never pulling.]

Yes.

[Not that he probably needs to confirm that this is the exact kind of boning he wanted.]

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