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Hector ([personal profile] petcromancer) wrote 2019-12-11 03:25 am (UTC)

[For Hector, being on the ocean is nerve-wracking. The depths hold no fear for him, but being on a ship with strangers where he could not hope to escape...if they discovered a necromancer and a dhampir within their ranks, Hector and Alucard would have no hope. That is the occupation of his mind during the day.

In the evenings, the rest of the ship is forgotten in the safety of their little room. The torture is much sweeter. Alucard smiling. Alucard quietly laughing over Cesar's antics. Alucard lavishing praise and affection on his dogs, which sends Hector simultaneously into jealousy and weak-kneed infatuation. Hector should not want his mentor's son, but Hector is human, and humans are weak.

Hector returns to their quarters for the evening, and seeing Alucard rubbing Cesar's chin with such gentle joy, he cracks.

He seats himself beside Alucard and lets one hand bump against Alucard's as he strokes the dog in his lap.]


Careful, if you spoil him too much, he'll love you better than me.

[There's obvious teasing in his tone. He pauses a moment, as if assessing the room, then casually remarks...]

It's grown warm in our little room. Aren't you hot with all that hair on your neck?

[Emboldened from the madness born of this torture, Hector abandons his petting of Cesar to stroke a hand through Alucard's golden locks, in the guise of brushing the strands behind his ear.]

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