[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.
[He smirks, letting his hand follow the thin material of the lace until he's cupping the considerable bulge, palming his hardness briefly before he shifts to rock his thigh forward against it, teasing as he presses in for another kiss.
He's rapidly becoming hard through his slacks, too, straining against the material and making him squirm to adjust.]
[Alucard hums, squirming slightly at the way Trevor traces and teases over his contained cock, then shudders at the way his thigh presses up against it. There's no need to hurry things along, even if it's tempting to just tear off Trevor's clothes and take what he wants.
But that is another night. For now, he is content to keep it slow, for teasing. His chin tips up, pressing into the kiss. Gently, he nips Trevor's lower lip, then presses his tongue against the spot as if to quietly apologize for his teeth.]
He sighs into the kiss, both hands sliding up to rest on either side of Alucard's face so he can focus for now on tasting his lips, the slight sting of the nip and how the other man's tongue soothes over the spot a moment later.
He rolls his leg a little more roughly, slowly ramping up the stimulation. It's almost agony for him right now, but he knows they have all night to get to things. He can take his time.]
[All of Alucard's strength would make it so damned easy to take control back into this. To press Trevor to the floor, the wall, or table and just take. And the idea is certainly appealing, but he holds back, content to let him do as he'd like.
He does, honestly, want to reward Trevor fully for everything. To give.
So his mouth is slack, letting him taste as he'd like, moaning openly against Trevor. He presses himself up against his hunter as much as he's able, grinding against him, shuddering.]
[Those places, he thinks, will be for the times they'll have after this tonight and in the future.
For right now, Trevor wants nothing more than to urge the Adrian's legs around his waist as he leans into the kiss, to slide one strong arm around the dhampir's chest to hold him close and carry him to the bedroom; indeed, that's what he does.
As soon as he's able, he presses him back on the bed, rolling their hips together with a low, pleased sigh.]
[Obediently, he hooks his legs around Trevor's waist, thinking little of it. That is, until Trevor is carrying him like this, anyway. He inhales sharply, startled, but knows Trevor can carry his weight.
It isn't long anyway until he feels his back hit the mattress, the pressure of Trevor's hips on his own again. With a bit of a twist to his ankles, he manages to kick the heels off to the floor, letting him settle and relax into the bed before squirming up to meet the other man's hips, rolling against him eagerly.]
I missed this so much. [The words are murmured briefly before he's kissing him eagerly again, burying his fingers into Trevor's hair.]
Yes, [he agrees, chuckling as he sees the shoes move across the room. He makes a mental note of exactly where they go, though, since he might want to see them again a little later.
He brings a hand up to brush over the dhampir's shoulder, thumb tracing over his collarbone before trailing lower and settling Adrian's chest, lazily brushing against one nipple. His hips continue their insistent nudge, his free hand roving up Alucard's thigh and again to brush over the lace waistband of the underwear he was wearing, curving around to squeeze his ass.]
[Though the silk of the lingerie, he feels Trevor's thumb tease sensitive skin. It makes him twitch slightly, an interested huff escaping him. He squirms up a little more sharply at Trevor's fondling hand, then lets out a pleased low growl, rocking against him eagerly.
His fingers slip free from Trevor's hair, now dragging up his back, not scratching hard enough to leave welts but he's certainly leaving a bit of pressure. They finally meet down at the waistband of the hunter's trousers, and he works to finally unclasp them and shove them down.]
[The relief of air hitting his aching cock (choosing the correct night to go commando is one of his special talents, as it turns out) makes him suck in a breath. The dhampir's touch is all too welcome, and Trevor is more than happy to help shuck off his pants.
Hearing the huff from Alucard, Trevor pushes insistently at the hem of the nightie as he dips his head down, darting his tongue out to flick against his nipple while his thumb and forefinger rub the sensitive and now-bare nub between them carefully.]
[The sound that comes from Alucard surprises even himself, something like a wrenched whine, a small squeak in his tone as his back arches up and he squirms before looking a bit embarrassed.
His nipples peak, hardening, and he likes it, how sensitive it is, but he'd honestly just been thrown off guard. He shudders, shifting, trying to get closer but also unsure of what else to do with himself.]
[Alucard might be embarrassed by the sound, but it ought to be obvious from the way that Trevor's suddenly pressing forward more aggressively, his other free hand sliding up to meet the second newly-erect nipple, that he's eager to hear more.
More certain, now, he brings his lips around the nipple nearest to him and draws it into his mouth, applying light suction while he listens eagerly for Alucard's response, to feel the way he's going to move because of it.]
[Another hard jerk from Alucard and he's letting out another cry, sounding and looking surprised at himself at how much he's enjoying Trevor toying with him like this. He rolls his hips up eagerly, trembling and squirming under him.
And he gasps at his mouth, warm and wet and slowly sucking.] Fuck-- [The word comes out in a choked whisper, and his hands settle on Trevor's head, fingers digging into scruffy hair as he rocks eagerly against him.]
[Later, he'll tease Alucard that he can't remember the last time he heard him swear like that -- Trevor hadn't been sure he was capable of surprising him, sexually, and he's all too pleased about it right now.
With the hands buried in his hair, he takes the opportunity to graze his teeth across the dhampir's erect nipple -- a light bite and tug.
He shifts his hips to meet Alucard's more roughly, letting out a low moan against his chest.]
[At the tugging bite, Alucard shouts, bucking up hard against Trevor, his fingers tensing against the hunter's scalp.]
Trevor. [He whines his lover's name, rocking his hips eagerly. Each little tease is sending shocks of pleasure down his spine, tingling his senses. Alucard doesn't care about anything else but this with him, willing to bask and take whatever Trevor gives him.
He didn't think it'd feel this good, but he's finding he loves it.]
Adrian, [He half-smiles against Alucard's chest, blunt nails dragging themselves suddenly leisurely across one pec, grazing the skin and occasionally the pert nipple,] How do you want me first?
[He's getting too hard to think, now, but he still wants to make this about Alucard for at least the first go around. Whether that means fumbling his way through trying to ride the dhampir from the spot he's in right now or fucking him straight into the mattress, he'll do whatever he wants most.]
[Another sharp gasp comes after Trevor teases him, and he squirms once more under the hunter.
And-- hell, Trevor is giving him an option, and he genuinely is good with either, but he doesn't want to lose the closeness he has with him. He wants him to stay in this position, his legs around Trevor's hips, letting him do whatever he wants.]
Fuck me. [After licking his lips, Alucard rocks up against him, legs squeezing around him.]
[He nuzzles his face against Alucard's chest, returning one hand to the attention it had been paying to the pink, sensitive nub. The other reaches down and none-too-gently finds the thin lace of the underwear, at first shoving it to the side and then simply tearing the material off.
That done, he presses two fingers to Alucard's lips.]
Help me?
[He follows the request with a firmer pinch of his nipple, tugging.]
[He remembers -- what they talked about in the camp. So he's been holding back on his healing, which leaves his chest pleasantly flushed with how much attention it's received.
There's a sharp thrill up his spine when he sees Trevor just tear the thin lace off. It isn't very strong and not surprising that Trevor had been able, but it still makes him gasp softly before he holds his breath at the hunter's request.
A strained moan at the tugging pinch, his back arching now more easily into the attention. His mouth opens obediently, tongue lavishing over Trevor's fingers.]
[It's too much work, too much drawing away from their current closeness, to try and get the underwear off by any other means. This is the path of least resistance.
Trevor has noticed, pleasantly, that Alucard's skin is still marked and reddened -- he smiles briefly, lips at the dhampir's collarbone.
Once his digits are sufficiently slick, he brings one finger to Alucard's entrance and presses it gently into the dhampir as he soothes over the nipple he'd just pinched with his tongue, a slow and gentle lap.]
[By now, his chest almost feels tender and overstimulated, but it's something that he's also enjoying, Trevor's mouth and continued attention. Alucard sighs with a trembling breath, his fingers scratching along Trevor's scalp.
Then he groans as his finger finally starts to press inside. It's still a bit rough with just his mouth having make it slick, but he likes that part as well, so he welcomes it.]
You know. [His voice sounds breathless as he speaks.] I'd intended to focus primarily on you, tonight.
[He punctuates that with a roll of his hips against Alucard's thigh, tipping his head into the fingers scratching along his scalp with a pleased half-sigh.
He's conscious of the rougher prep, makes sure that he goes a little slower as he inserts two fingers into the dhampir and starts to work them in earnest, leaning back to admire Alucard's body as he moves, groans.]
[The drag of Trevor's cock, hard and flushed and hot, is distinctly felt on his thigh, making him shudder in anticipation. Hell, he wants him so bad, he knows he'd do anything for him.]
If-- you say so. [It's said with a faint smile. If it's enough for Trevor, then good. Very good.
A hand stays in Trevor's hair, nails scratching but staying blunt. The other fists the sheets, pulling at them as he rolls down toward Trevor's fingers penetrating him.]
[That flush of red across Alucard's chest is more than enough to remind him that the dhampir is holding back on his healing abilities; as a result, Trevor does opt to fumble for the bottle of lube at his bedside, dribbling the cool liquid into his palm and coating himself in the slickness before anything else, warming it with his skin.
It's a bit tricky one-handed, especially with how Alucard is rolling down against his thrusting fingers, but that in itself is more than motivation enough.
As he removes his fingers (a little suddenly, really) and presses the head of his cock against the dhampir's ass, he drops his forehead down to rest against Alucard's.]
I love you.
[His hips roll forward slowly, heat shuddering down his spine. It's been far too long without being able to have this; intimacy with sex is such a subtle but important difference, sometimes.]
[At the abrupt removal of Trevor's fingers, Alucard gasps and jerks. It's easy enough to settle when he knows what comes next, the hot tip of the hunter's prick against his hole. He turns his head, brushing his lips against Trevor's cheek, smiling faintly to himself at the words.
He is... so very glad that they are comfortable enough to say it now. How much they love each other. How much he's glad to have Trevor with him.
At being spread open by his cock, Alucard moans, his fingers still buried into Trevor's hair, trying to keep him close as possible.]
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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.
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[He smirks, letting his hand follow the thin material of the lace until he's cupping the considerable bulge, palming his hardness briefly before he shifts to rock his thigh forward against it, teasing as he presses in for another kiss.
He's rapidly becoming hard through his slacks, too, straining against the material and making him squirm to adjust.]
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[Alucard hums, squirming slightly at the way Trevor traces and teases over his contained cock, then shudders at the way his thigh presses up against it. There's no need to hurry things along, even if it's tempting to just tear off Trevor's clothes and take what he wants.
But that is another night. For now, he is content to keep it slow, for teasing. His chin tips up, pressing into the kiss. Gently, he nips Trevor's lower lip, then presses his tongue against the spot as if to quietly apologize for his teeth.]
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He sighs into the kiss, both hands sliding up to rest on either side of Alucard's face so he can focus for now on tasting his lips, the slight sting of the nip and how the other man's tongue soothes over the spot a moment later.
He rolls his leg a little more roughly, slowly ramping up the stimulation. It's almost agony for him right now, but he knows they have all night to get to things. He can take his time.]
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He does, honestly, want to reward Trevor fully for everything. To give.
So his mouth is slack, letting him taste as he'd like, moaning openly against Trevor. He presses himself up against his hunter as much as he's able, grinding against him, shuddering.]
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For right now, Trevor wants nothing more than to urge the Adrian's legs around his waist as he leans into the kiss, to slide one strong arm around the dhampir's chest to hold him close and carry him to the bedroom; indeed, that's what he does.
As soon as he's able, he presses him back on the bed, rolling their hips together with a low, pleased sigh.]
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It isn't long anyway until he feels his back hit the mattress, the pressure of Trevor's hips on his own again. With a bit of a twist to his ankles, he manages to kick the heels off to the floor, letting him settle and relax into the bed before squirming up to meet the other man's hips, rolling against him eagerly.]
I missed this so much. [The words are murmured briefly before he's kissing him eagerly again, burying his fingers into Trevor's hair.]
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He brings a hand up to brush over the dhampir's shoulder, thumb tracing over his collarbone before trailing lower and settling Adrian's chest, lazily brushing against one nipple. His hips continue their insistent nudge, his free hand roving up Alucard's thigh and again to brush over the lace waistband of the underwear he was wearing, curving around to squeeze his ass.]
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His fingers slip free from Trevor's hair, now dragging up his back, not scratching hard enough to leave welts but he's certainly leaving a bit of pressure. They finally meet down at the waistband of the hunter's trousers, and he works to finally unclasp them and shove them down.]
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Hearing the huff from Alucard, Trevor pushes insistently at the hem of the nightie as he dips his head down, darting his tongue out to flick against his nipple while his thumb and forefinger rub the sensitive and now-bare nub between them carefully.]
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His nipples peak, hardening, and he likes it, how sensitive it is, but he'd honestly just been thrown off guard. He shudders, shifting, trying to get closer but also unsure of what else to do with himself.]
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More certain, now, he brings his lips around the nipple nearest to him and draws it into his mouth, applying light suction while he listens eagerly for Alucard's response, to feel the way he's going to move because of it.]
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And he gasps at his mouth, warm and wet and slowly sucking.] Fuck-- [The word comes out in a choked whisper, and his hands settle on Trevor's head, fingers digging into scruffy hair as he rocks eagerly against him.]
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With the hands buried in his hair, he takes the opportunity to graze his teeth across the dhampir's erect nipple -- a light bite and tug.
He shifts his hips to meet Alucard's more roughly, letting out a low moan against his chest.]
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Trevor. [He whines his lover's name, rocking his hips eagerly. Each little tease is sending shocks of pleasure down his spine, tingling his senses. Alucard doesn't care about anything else but this with him, willing to bask and take whatever Trevor gives him.
He didn't think it'd feel this good, but he's finding he loves it.]
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[He's getting too hard to think, now, but he still wants to make this about Alucard for at least the first go around. Whether that means fumbling his way through trying to ride the dhampir from the spot he's in right now or fucking him straight into the mattress, he'll do whatever he wants most.]
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And-- hell, Trevor is giving him an option, and he genuinely is good with either, but he doesn't want to lose the closeness he has with him. He wants him to stay in this position, his legs around Trevor's hips, letting him do whatever he wants.]
Fuck me. [After licking his lips, Alucard rocks up against him, legs squeezing around him.]
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That done, he presses two fingers to Alucard's lips.]
Help me?
[He follows the request with a firmer pinch of his nipple, tugging.]
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There's a sharp thrill up his spine when he sees Trevor just tear the thin lace off. It isn't very strong and not surprising that Trevor had been able, but it still makes him gasp softly before he holds his breath at the hunter's request.
A strained moan at the tugging pinch, his back arching now more easily into the attention. His mouth opens obediently, tongue lavishing over Trevor's fingers.]
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Trevor has noticed, pleasantly, that Alucard's skin is still marked and reddened -- he smiles briefly, lips at the dhampir's collarbone.
Once his digits are sufficiently slick, he brings one finger to Alucard's entrance and presses it gently into the dhampir as he soothes over the nipple he'd just pinched with his tongue, a slow and gentle lap.]
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Then he groans as his finger finally starts to press inside. It's still a bit rough with just his mouth having make it slick, but he likes that part as well, so he welcomes it.]
You know. [His voice sounds breathless as he speaks.] I'd intended to focus primarily on you, tonight.
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[He punctuates that with a roll of his hips against Alucard's thigh, tipping his head into the fingers scratching along his scalp with a pleased half-sigh.
He's conscious of the rougher prep, makes sure that he goes a little slower as he inserts two fingers into the dhampir and starts to work them in earnest, leaning back to admire Alucard's body as he moves, groans.]
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If-- you say so. [It's said with a faint smile. If it's enough for Trevor, then good. Very good.
A hand stays in Trevor's hair, nails scratching but staying blunt. The other fists the sheets, pulling at them as he rolls down toward Trevor's fingers penetrating him.]
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It's a bit tricky one-handed, especially with how Alucard is rolling down against his thrusting fingers, but that in itself is more than motivation enough.
As he removes his fingers (a little suddenly, really) and presses the head of his cock against the dhampir's ass, he drops his forehead down to rest against Alucard's.]
I love you.
[His hips roll forward slowly, heat shuddering down his spine. It's been far too long without being able to have this; intimacy with sex is such a subtle but important difference, sometimes.]
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He is... so very glad that they are comfortable enough to say it now. How much they love each other. How much he's glad to have Trevor with him.
At being spread open by his cock, Alucard moans, his fingers still buried into Trevor's hair, trying to keep him close as possible.]
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