[Hector tugs Alucard's pants further down.]

If you could see yourself right now, you'd know there's not a chance I won't.

[Alucard well-kept is a sight to behold, but Alucard mussed is impossibly hot.

He noses further down into the wide neck of Alucard's shirt to find and lick at a nipple. He can't go too far with Alucard's hand in his hair, though he doesn't mind moving enough to feel the tug.]

Have you thought about the other things I offered? All the ways we could make each other finish?