[Under the silk are laced underwear, thin and pointless but pretty, fragile and easy to break. Alucard is unattached to them, but he likes to put on pretty things, to feel desirable for Trevor. There's nothing about it that makes him feel humiliated.
There is a distinct bulge already with the lace, Alucard already wanting him so, so badly. It doesn't take much, of course. And he can be patient.
At the words, he smiles and gives a soft laugh.] You fell down a hole, I recall.
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There is a distinct bulge already with the lace, Alucard already wanting him so, so badly. It doesn't take much, of course. And he can be patient.
At the words, he smiles and gives a soft laugh.] You fell down a hole, I recall.