[Alucard has the good sense not to reply with you've met my father, right?
Instead he just buries his face into what he can reach of Hector's head, angle terrible since Hector is still lavishing attention to the dhampir's neck.]
Within reason.
[He hasn't quite clocked Hector's general lack of planning.
What Alucard has clocked is the fact he very, very much likes having his ass squeezed, and there's no groan from him. There is instead another roll of his hips, this time grinding down against Hector's leg. The motion is coupled with a soft sigh, and the feeling of heat in Alucard's cheeks.]
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Instead he just buries his face into what he can reach of Hector's head, angle terrible since Hector is still lavishing attention to the dhampir's neck.]
Within reason.
[He hasn't quite clocked Hector's general lack of planning.
What Alucard has clocked is the fact he very, very much likes having his ass squeezed, and there's no groan from him. There is instead another roll of his hips, this time grinding down against Hector's leg. The motion is coupled with a soft sigh, and the feeling of heat in Alucard's cheeks.]
Hector?
[It's a cautious iteration of his name.]