[Though there's certainly something always enjoyable about more fervent joinings between them, rougher play and bits of blood, he does genuinely adore the slower pace as well. Trevor is still thick and warm inside of him, around him, affectionate and loving.
And Alucard feels so deeply cared for. He isn't alone, neither of them are.
He sighs, content like this, letting Trevor roll into him like a brewing storm, distant but building. Leisurely, he arches his back, his hips still glad to meet with Trevor's, sparks of pleasure running through him at every bit pressure the hunter's cock bumps inside of him.]
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And Alucard feels so deeply cared for. He isn't alone, neither of them are.
He sighs, content like this, letting Trevor roll into him like a brewing storm, distant but building. Leisurely, he arches his back, his hips still glad to meet with Trevor's, sparks of pleasure running through him at every bit pressure the hunter's cock bumps inside of him.]