[Alucard's cock twitches just a little as Hector leans forward. There's something hissed, maybe it's good God or maybe it's just an attempt at making works that fails. Either way, Alucard's hands are unsteady as they find new purchase in Hector's hair. His right grabs all the way in the back. His left instead rests on Hector's cheek, thumb rubbing a slow and careful circle there. He isn't sure what Hector is feeling right now or how it compares to how all of Alucard's nerves feel like they're on fire.]
If anything is wrong, please tell me.
[He can't abide harming anyone for his pleasure.
Alucard thrusts so carefully into Hector's mouth.]
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If anything is wrong, please tell me.
[He can't abide harming anyone for his pleasure.
Alucard thrusts so carefully into Hector's mouth.]