Unfortunately. From what I know of you, I'm sure your methods will be plenty effective.
[ the pop kind of reminds him of their positioning and he figures his weight is like, part of why that was necessary, or at least keeping their position so long.
so he sits up a little, but not enough to move far away. just getting the brunt of his body off of him. ]
I'll have to make a point to make you say it more often, then.
[He's teasing. Is he teasing? This place is making him into a terrible person, he thinks, because even with just a little alcohol in him he's speaking much more freely than he ever would have at home.
He grins, though, and looks at the vampire's glass.]
[ he's raised one eyebrow and his voice is a little low. he'd better not be teasing, damn it, he's already joked about threesomes and he's gonna get real blatant if this continues.
when trevor looks down at his glass alucard drains the rest of the whiskey in it, then shrugs. ]
[ alucard leans into this as well, a gentle way of asserting that he enjoys it. he deepens the kiss slightly, teeth barely scraping his lower lip with the barest hint of fang. not a promise or a warning, just a lazy little tease.
he only has two right now, as opposed to the knife mouth thing. ]
[He's glad Alucard explained about being able to get rid of that shark-mouth thing, because it does much to quell any concerns he might've had about the deepening kiss.
Close as they already are, it's no difficulty to slide the arm that had been resting across the vampire's shoulders around his waist, pulling him in so that he's flush against him.
Yeah, that talking thing is probably done for a few minutes, at least. He's more interested now in exploring Alucard's mouth, in learning exactly how he tastes.]
alucard shifts closer easily when he's drawn forward, pressing close to trevor so they're chest to chest. he likes the arm around his waist, matches it with his own fingers curling in the fabric of trevor's shirt at his side.
even better that he can indulge his oral fixation with trevor's mouth, lazily exploring, tasting, fangs ever-present but not overbearing as he presses into it, enthusiastic as he is in most other things. ]
[He's going to have to look at his life choices later, but now is not the time for that.
He makes a pleased noise into Alucard's mouth at the increased contact. Now that he's closer, Trevor works his hands up the front of the vampire's jacket, pushing insistently at the fabric.
Seriously, why do you wear so many goddamn layers of clothes if you can shapeshift and you're not even going to get cold.]
alucard is cognizant that trevor is working at his coat and it makes him grin a little against his mouth as he shifts just far enough away to free his arms from it and shrug it off his shoulders, then vaguely tug off his gloves and let those drop as well.
realistically he could just phase out of his clothes but since he's an ott vampire he likes the show of taking them off like an actual human being, don't judge him. ]
[Fortunately for him, Trevor's Alucard is also extra AF, so he's not unused to this exact sort of thing. Besides, he does enjoy the show (even if he doesn't see much of it right now).
He catches the edge of that grin with a light nip -- nothing that would break skin, just a tug of Alucard's lower lip with his teeth.
With the jacket off, it's easy enough for him to snake warm, callused fingers over Alucard's collarbone, kneading into the muscle of his shoulder. It is, really, as much a curious test of whether he's going to be as cold as some of the other vampires or if he isn't; it's also because he's becoming more tactile as time goes on in this place.]
[ that's definitely a vampire thing, or a dhampir thing, to be extra af. that's just how it is. at least trevor is used to it.
it's alucard's turn to make a pleased noise into the kiss as he presses into the nip, a little challenging: he can bite harder if he wants, because alucard is very sturdy.
alucard... is cool to the touch, though not cold: if he lay in the sun for a long time he'd warm up but that would suck, so he's in a perpetual state of vaguely room temperature. the warmth of trevor's hand feels nice though, and his own hands find the hem of his shirt to start to work at it insistently.
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[Also ... probably less effective.
Also also ... gross. He doesn't want her to get the wrong idea or something weird.
Trevor finally leans his head back to at least stretch his neck to the side, letting out a slight pop. Whew, human joints are terrible.]
I'll have to regale you with tales.
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[ the pop kind of reminds him of their positioning and he figures his weight is like, part of why that was necessary, or at least keeping their position so long.
so he sits up a little, but not enough to move far away. just getting the brunt of his body off of him. ]
I don't say please often, but please do.
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[He's teasing. Is he teasing? This place is making him into a terrible person, he thinks, because even with just a little alcohol in him he's speaking much more freely than he ever would have at home.
He grins, though, and looks at the vampire's glass.]
You planning to fall asleep in my bathtub again?
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[ he's raised one eyebrow and his voice is a little low. he'd better not be teasing, damn it, he's already joked about threesomes and he's gonna get real blatant if this continues.
when trevor looks down at his glass alucard drains the rest of the whiskey in it, then shrugs. ]
I'm not drunk this time.
[ it was a yes or no question, alucard. ]
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[If there's any whiskey left in his own glass, he empties it before he sets his own down.
Well, this seems to be happening.]
And that's not an answer.
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[ he sets his glass down as well, glancing at it briefly before turning his attention back to trevor.
it sure as hell does. ]
It doesn't have to be the tub.
[ welp. is he compartmentalizing? yes. does he need a distraction? yes. is he very much hitting on trevor right now? yes. ]
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[He's not so familiar with the 'compartmentalization' part of things in exactly this way, but he's willing to be a distraction.]
Well, I also have a perfectly functional shower.
[He's teasing, now, evident as he leans in to close the distance between them and catch Alucard's lips.]
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[ with an idle smile: he does seem much better off than he did earlier, so that's a plus. ]
You know, I tried sleeping sitting up once, it's not for me.
[ alucard meets him partway, kissing him in a way that's almost lazy, but mostly slow and experimental. ]
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[Once they're kissing, it's easy enough to slide his hand through Alucard's hair, fingers light against his scalp.]
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[ alucard leans into this as well, a gentle way of asserting that he enjoys it. he deepens the kiss slightly, teeth barely scraping his lower lip with the barest hint of fang. not a promise or a warning, just a lazy little tease.
he only has two right now, as opposed to the knife mouth thing. ]
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Close as they already are, it's no difficulty to slide the arm that had been resting across the vampire's shoulders around his waist, pulling him in so that he's flush against him.
Yeah, that talking thing is probably done for a few minutes, at least. He's more interested now in exploring Alucard's mouth, in learning exactly how he tastes.]
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alucard shifts closer easily when he's drawn forward, pressing close to trevor so they're chest to chest. he likes the arm around his waist, matches it with his own fingers curling in the fabric of trevor's shirt at his side.
even better that he can indulge his oral fixation with trevor's mouth, lazily exploring, tasting, fangs ever-present but not overbearing as he presses into it, enthusiastic as he is in most other things. ]
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He makes a pleased noise into Alucard's mouth at the increased contact. Now that he's closer, Trevor works his hands up the front of the vampire's jacket, pushing insistently at the fabric.
Seriously, why do you wear so many goddamn layers of clothes if you can shapeshift and you're not even going to get cold.]
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alucard is cognizant that trevor is working at his coat and it makes him grin a little against his mouth as he shifts just far enough away to free his arms from it and shrug it off his shoulders, then vaguely tug off his gloves and let those drop as well.
realistically he could just phase out of his clothes but since he's an ott vampire he likes the show of taking them off like an actual human being, don't judge him. ]
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He catches the edge of that grin with a light nip -- nothing that would break skin, just a tug of Alucard's lower lip with his teeth.
With the jacket off, it's easy enough for him to snake warm, callused fingers over Alucard's collarbone, kneading into the muscle of his shoulder. It is, really, as much a curious test of whether he's going to be as cold as some of the other vampires or if he isn't; it's also because he's becoming more tactile as time goes on in this place.]
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it's alucard's turn to make a pleased noise into the kiss as he presses into the nip, a little challenging: he can bite harder if he wants, because alucard is very sturdy.
alucard... is cool to the touch, though not cold: if he lay in the sun for a long time he'd warm up but that would suck, so he's in a perpetual state of vaguely room temperature. the warmth of trevor's hand feels nice though, and his own hands find the hem of his shirt to start to work at it insistently.
at least trevor has less layers. ]
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Alucard should be positively thrilled.
With the noise and press, Trevor tugs a little harder and shrugs his shoulders free of the shirt once it's unbuttoned.]
We should probably move.