That's-- [Alucard breathes out, aware that he's rolling his hips harder against Hector.]
Too many options.
[There. Those are the only three words he manages for a few intense moments, aware that his heart is moving faster. Something closer to human than his usual slow beat. It's enough for him to at least decide.]
no subject
Too many options.
[There. Those are the only three words he manages for a few intense moments, aware that his heart is moving faster. Something closer to human than his usual slow beat. It's enough for him to at least decide.]
First two.
[A mouth feels too dangerous at the moment.]