[Hector groans happily. One hand drops to Alucard's butt to give it a squeeze, and he uses his other to start tugging Alucard's shirt up to expose his stomach.]
You can do it harder.
[The squeezing, the biting, all of it. Hector can take it, and he wants more. He trails his fingers up Alucard's stomach, and then back down, slowly, questioning, at the waistband of his pants.]
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You can do it harder.
[The squeezing, the biting, all of it. Hector can take it, and he wants more. He trails his fingers up Alucard's stomach, and then back down, slowly, questioning, at the waistband of his pants.]