[It doesn't take him much longer after; upon Trevor's completion, Alucard is soon to follow, pleased sighs and moans into Trevor's mouth. He jerks up into his hand a few more times, then lets out a final groan before he's finishing, rocking into Trevor's palm and fingers.
It isn't the end of how much he can go on, they both know that, but he's fine with just this.
Alucard turns his head, lazy kisses pressed over Trevor's jawline before reaching his lips again.]
[Feeling Alucard twist and spasm around him, against him, it's the perfect ending to something that's already lovely. He falls into the kiss easily, the hand that isn't now sticky with the dhampir's completion coming to slip through Alucard's hair.
He takes his time sliding out of his ass, shifting carefully until he's curled against Alucard's side with a pleased sigh, one leg hooked over the dhampir's thigh.]
I missed this.
[A bit silly to say, maybe, given how obvious it was they both did, but -- still.]
[There are still blemishes on his chest from how Trevor had tended to him, patches of skin red and blotchy. It'll heal by tomorrow no matter what he does, but he can delay it for now, let Trevor enjoy the sight of his handiwork.
Alucard slides an arm around Trevor's waist, smiling at him.]
I missed you. And all that I could have with you.
[The intimate affection, the clear love. It's all he's wanted with Trevor.]
[Admire them he does, in fact -- his hand comes up to brush over the blotchy skin with a faint smile, even as he leans in to press a kiss to a particularly tender looking spot.]
We ought to get cleaned up.
[And then there will be time for some of the other things he has planned for the evening, he thinks -- some of the other ways he's been wanting to see Alucard squirm.]
[After standing, he tugs off the rest of the outfit, quietly pleased at the results it brought. A worthwhile investment, he thinks.
Holding out his hand, he takes Trevor's, guiding him away so they can both clean off. Though as much as he likes to be content in the shower or bath with him, he settles to keep to just cleaning with some affection.
After all, he's actually quite curious to know what Trevor has in mind.]
[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 --]
[He squeezes the dhampir briefly and comes back into the room shortly after with a small bag of -- something, which he kicks toward the foot of the bed -- drops back onto the bed with a grin, sitting on the edge.]
Now, though -- I stop when you say the word, but not before. All right?
[He catches Alucard's wrist, tugging gently and urging the dhampir into his lap.
It's a secret, he supposes, more because he's still working himself up to using the things inside. He's fairly certain Alucard would tell him if he didn't want any of it, but -- well.
His hand slides down into the bag and the first thing to come out is -- well, a simple pair of wrist cuffs, sturdy leather linked together with chains. He manages to look only a little uncertain as he sets them on the bed.
He runs a hand down the middle of Alucard's back, fingers stroking the sensitive skin there.]
[If he wanted, it would be so easy to pull free from Trevor, but he doesn't, finding it amusing as he's pulled into Trevor's lap. He smiles sharply, leaning in to press a kiss to the hunter's cheek.]
Then I think we'll be fine.
[He looks curious at the wrist cuffs, but it earns a curious gaze. Alucard settles into Trevor's lap, draping his arms around his shoulders, humming and content at the contact.]
[And so he'd thought the same might be true of Alucard, all right? He nips down Alucard's throat, bringing one of the dhampir's arms behind his back with a faint smile of his own.]
Wanting to touch you, but not being able to...
[He threads one side of the cuff around the arm behind Alucard's back, mid-forearm rather than right around the wrist.]
Alucard's smile becomes a little softer, and he remains pliant as Trevor arranges his arms. Admittedly, he's very curious to see how this ends up going.]
[He sighs pleasantly at the nuzzle, moving Alucard's other arm behind his back so that they're settled there. It necessitates him shifting them on the bed a little, lifting Alucard so that the dhampir is kneeling on the bed and Trevor's arm is around his waist, supporting him carefully against his chest.
One foot drags the bag to the edge of the bed with him and he smiles again, slipping a hand up into blond locks.]
Feed -- please.
[Another thing he'd been denied at that camp, by and large.]
[The position does give him a nice reminder that although Alucard is stronger by his heritage, Trevor is far from weak himself, supporting Alucard's weight simply enough. The dhampir looks content, particularly with the hand in his hair.]
Gladly, iubit.
[Leaning in, Alucard sinks his fangs into Trevor's neck, sighing against him and opening his mouth for the blood that rises. It's a familiar taste by now, one that he's longed for since they were forced into the camp. He loves leaving his mark on Trevor, and now he's free to do so again.]
[Trevor likes the reminder too, the dhampir remembering that he isn't weak by any means.
The fangs sliding into his neck are all but a relief, now -- the familiarity of the feeling, the fact that he knows this is something he shares with only Alucard. His hand strokes through Alucard's hair more carefully and he lets his other hand wander down to tease over the dhampir's thighs, trailing across the muscled skin.]
[Slowly, his fangs slide out of Trevor's throat, and he takes to gently sucking away at the wound before the flat of his tongue roams over the spot. He smiles and hums at the fingertips tracing over his thighs, and he gives Trevor's shoulder a light nip.]
I never took you for someone who would give a pet name.
More like surprised. [Fondly, he adds:] You still manage to surprise me sometimes, in the best of ways.
[At the bit of blood, he licks it off of his lip, smiling at Trevor. He inhales sharply at the feather light contact to his prick, teasing him, but quickly reawakening his arousal. Not that it takes much, considering they're both stark naked and he's been given a fine meal.
He hums and nuzzles against Trevor's throat. He can't return the contact, but he certainly won't refrain from giving some affection in turn.]
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It isn't the end of how much he can go on, they both know that, but he's fine with just this.
Alucard turns his head, lazy kisses pressed over Trevor's jawline before reaching his lips again.]
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He takes his time sliding out of his ass, shifting carefully until he's curled against Alucard's side with a pleased sigh, one leg hooked over the dhampir's thigh.]
I missed this.
[A bit silly to say, maybe, given how obvious it was they both did, but -- still.]
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Alucard slides an arm around Trevor's waist, smiling at him.]
I missed you. And all that I could have with you.
[The intimate affection, the clear love. It's all he's wanted with Trevor.]
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We ought to get cleaned up.
[And then there will be time for some of the other things he has planned for the evening, he thinks -- some of the other ways he's been wanting to see Alucard squirm.]
I've got plenty more in mind for you tonight.
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He raises a brow curiously.]
More planned, hm? [He traces his fingertips over Trevor's jawline.] Look at you, thinking ahead. I'm impressed.
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[He chuckles, turning his head to kiss Alucard's fingertips.]
I've just been waiting for the right occasion, that's all.
[And Alucard here, looking like he had -- that was plenty enough occasion.]
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[He teases, of course. Alucard smiles fondly, leaning in to catch Trevor's lips.]
Then I look forward to whatever you have in mind. Shall we clean up?
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[He nods, tugging Adrian's lower lip with his teeth briefly before he draws back to sit up and smile.]
Let's go.
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Holding out his hand, he takes Trevor's, guiding him away so they can both clean off. Though as much as he likes to be content in the shower or bath with him, he settles to keep to just cleaning with some affection.
After all, he's actually quite curious to know what Trevor has in mind.]
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He doesn't need to ask Alucard if he trusts him, but --]
My turn to treat you, now.
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That wasn't a treat for me already? [He chuckles, reaching back to touch Trevor's face.] But yes -- spoil me, if you wish it.
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[He nips at Alucard's fingers, playful, before he curls his arm fully around the dhampir's waist, resting against him.]
You'll have to wait here, though. I didn't think we'd make it quite this far into the house our first go 'round.
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I'll admit, I considered just taking you in the kitchen. But I wanted... something softer, at first.
Go on. Do whatever it is that you must.
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[He squeezes the dhampir briefly and comes back into the room shortly after with a small bag of -- something, which he kicks toward the foot of the bed -- drops back onto the bed with a grin, sitting on the edge.]
Now, though -- I stop when you say the word, but not before. All right?
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Instead, he reaches out to touch Trevor's cheek.]
Perhaps we should pick a word? [He suggests it wryly.] But I suppose I can make it very clear to you.
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[He catches Alucard's wrist, tugging gently and urging the dhampir into his lap.
It's a secret, he supposes, more because he's still working himself up to using the things inside. He's fairly certain Alucard would tell him if he didn't want any of it, but -- well.
His hand slides down into the bag and the first thing to come out is -- well, a simple pair of wrist cuffs, sturdy leather linked together with chains. He manages to look only a little uncertain as he sets them on the bed.
He runs a hand down the middle of Alucard's back, fingers stroking the sensitive skin there.]
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Then I think we'll be fine.
[He looks curious at the wrist cuffs, but it earns a curious gaze. Alucard settles into Trevor's lap, draping his arms around his shoulders, humming and content at the contact.]
Well, well. Been wanting to tie me up?
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[And so he'd thought the same might be true of Alucard, all right? He nips down Alucard's throat, bringing one of the dhampir's arms behind his back with a faint smile of his own.]
Wanting to touch you, but not being able to...
[He threads one side of the cuff around the arm behind Alucard's back, mid-forearm rather than right around the wrist.]
Made everything sharper.
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Alucard's smile becomes a little softer, and he remains pliant as Trevor arranges his arms. Admittedly, he's very curious to see how this ends up going.]
I wasn't aware you thought of it so.
[He leans in, nuzzling Trevor's neck.]
But yes. I won't mind from you.
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[He sighs pleasantly at the nuzzle, moving Alucard's other arm behind his back so that they're settled there. It necessitates him shifting them on the bed a little, lifting Alucard so that the dhampir is kneeling on the bed and Trevor's arm is around his waist, supporting him carefully against his chest.
One foot drags the bag to the edge of the bed with him and he smiles again, slipping a hand up into blond locks.]
Feed -- please.
[Another thing he'd been denied at that camp, by and large.]
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Gladly, iubit.
[Leaning in, Alucard sinks his fangs into Trevor's neck, sighing against him and opening his mouth for the blood that rises. It's a familiar taste by now, one that he's longed for since they were forced into the camp. He loves leaving his mark on Trevor, and now he's free to do so again.]
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The fangs sliding into his neck are all but a relief, now -- the familiarity of the feeling, the fact that he knows this is something he shares with only Alucard. His hand strokes through Alucard's hair more carefully and he lets his other hand wander down to tease over the dhampir's thighs, trailing across the muscled skin.]
Micul lup.
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I never took you for someone who would give a pet name.
Not that I'm complaining.
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[It's a light tease, though -- he brings his thumb up to wipe blood away from the corner of Alucard's mouth, smear it over his lower lip.
The hand trailing Alucard's thigh curves between the dhampir's legs, tracing a single finger up his cock from base to tip. Careful, light.]
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[At the bit of blood, he licks it off of his lip, smiling at Trevor. He inhales sharply at the feather light contact to his prick, teasing him, but quickly reawakening his arousal. Not that it takes much, considering they're both stark naked and he's been given a fine meal.
He hums and nuzzles against Trevor's throat. He can't return the contact, but he certainly won't refrain from giving some affection in turn.]
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