[Hector grins, the cat that got the cream. He pulls them onto the mattress properly, then starts up a real rhythm of thrusts. His arousal prods into Alucard's thigh, and this hand on his ass urges Alucard to keep moving to meet him.]

Good, you're so good...

[He presses his lips to Alucard's, tangling tongues together, incautious of the fangs. When he finally draws back for breath, he kisses his way to Alucard's ear again.]

I'm going to unfasten your trousers. No point in making a mess of your clothes when you just got clean.

[It's purely that and not at all that Hector is dying to get his hand around Alucard's cock.]