[It seems they're of like minds when it comes to cleaning up. It doesn't take so much time, and once they're toweled off, Trevor moves up to slide his hands down Alucard's hips, presses a line of kisses across the back of the dhampir's neck.
He doesn't need to ask Alucard if he trusts him, but --]
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He doesn't need to ask Alucard if he trusts him, but --]
My turn to treat you, now.