You'd be insufferable if I didn't like you so much.
[He doesn't really think about what he's saying, because he's equally driven by two heads at the moment. He does like Alucard, a lot.]
Stop me if I go too fast. I won't be offended.
[While Alucard is relaxed and content, Hector is going to nuzzle his face back into Alucard's neck, testing out those stereotypes. He has an experiment of his own going on, to see what noises he can draw out of his quiet traveling companion.]
[YOU'RE GOING ON DOUBLE SECRET PROBATION YOUNG MAN!!!]
Insufferable?
[The question is genuinely confused, because how? Alucard doesn't understand. He needs to be around people more, clearly.
He's about to ask a second clarifying question, but Hector's intent is clear. It means that there's no time for questions, just a second short breath as Hector's face brushes against Alucard's neck. And here? Here there seems to be a little bit of instinct, because the dhampir's head tilts back to allow for better access. One hand threads into Hector's hair, searching for something to grab onto. His other? That one gathers the fabric of Hector's shirt in hand, feeling at what's underneath. Not enough tiddy.]
[If Vlad wants to protect his son's virtue, he shouldn't send him out to collect godless youths, sheesh!
Hector looks up from Alucard's neck.]
You do know you're perfect, right? Humans can't measure up.
[He shudders as Alucard gropes at his chest. God, he wants to worship that perfect, inhuman body. He ducks his head back down and sucks at the pulse. Any mark he leaves on Alucard's skin won't last long, but that doesn't mean Hector won't have the time of his life leaving them there.]
[Vlad did NOT ANTICIPATE THIS PROBLEM you're so grounded Hector]
Mmmm?
[The noise is a soft vibration in Alucard's chest, one that grows as Hector decides that Alucard's thundering pulse is the far more exciting thing to pay attention to.
But the emphasis on being human, or not quiet, that does give Alucard pause.]
[Vlad disagrees Hector you are here to STUDY not seduce his son!!!]
Now that sounds false. I presume they're more experienced than I am.
[While no one would want it, if anyone could pull it off? Alucard could.
Happily, that's not the point. The point is where Hector's hands have moved to now, and the consideration that it prompts. There's a breathy sigh, and the hand on Hector's chest leaves so it can rest atop Hector's. The pressure is firmer than anything else.]
[Hector stops his movement down Alucard's leg and turns his palm up so he can lace his fingers with Alucard's.]
Experience isn't the most important factor.
[Hector isn't prone to talking about feelings, but he's not going to let someone as exquisite as Alucard downplay his value.]
You love my dogs. I'd choose you over the most skilled lover for that alone.
[He scoots back to give Alucard a little breathing room. If that is all Alucard wants this evening, Hector will be content with the kisses he's already stolen.]
[The tone may be incredulous, but it's laced with a faint laugh. Alucard does not know Hector well enough yet, but somehow? That statement feels the Most Hector a statement would be.
Alucard leans his head back just a little, so it rests against the wall of their room. He knows he was right to call it here. And he'll call it at this point for a while yet.]
Of course they are. Most people call them monsters.
[Must Love Undead Dogs. That is the first line of Hector's dating profile.
Hector lets out another deep breath, willing his heart to stop thumping so loudly. He is no innocent, but Alucard is attributing to him an expertise he lacks.]
Talk, or sleep, or part ways. It depends.
[He uses his free hand to lift his hair from the back of his neck.]
It is rather hot in here. I may take a quick walk on deck to cool my head before bed.
[It is up to Alucard whether he will join, or if he'll stay and have a little bit of privacy to collect his thoughts here in the room.]
[It's not a judgement either way. Just a simple statement of fact, one that couples with Alucard withdrawing both of his hands from Hector. Processing everything? That's something he wants to do alone.]
If I asked for a few moments alone, would you begrudge me?
I'll take a longer walk on deck. Keep an eye on the dogs.
[Time for Hector to go freak out about how badly he's fucked upenvision all the ways Vlad is going to gruesomely murder himkiss his grad program goodbye not be where Alucard is so he can actually summon more than two brain cells together and think about what's going to happen next.
Hector doesn't know how long Alucard typically takes to brood, but he walks the length of the deck over and over, until the last of the sunlight fades and all of the heat of those kisses is blown away by ocean breeze and the misting spray of the waves. He stays away until it is simply too dark and chilly to not retire to his quarters. Hopefully that is enough.]
[While Hector is out, Alucard takes the time to pace the room. The dogs don't seem to be disturbed at all, and at some point in all the pacing, Alucard's not there. It's the wolf moving back and forth, thinking over what just happened and quite frankly, how his father is likely to react. He has no doubt that Dracula will determine that this happened through some method.
The wolf's claws scrape softly over the wooden floor, going and going and going until Alucard's determined the following: first, that doing more of this without a declaration of clear intent is a bad idea. Even if this is nothing more than kissing for kissing's sake, then that much has to be stated. Second, nothing below the belt. That's how Dracula truly starts to disapprove. Three, how to approach Dracula when he figures all of this out.
By the time Hector is returned, Alucard is snug in his hammock already, one of the blankets already draped over himself.]
[Hector opens the door and peeks inside before he enters. He sees Alucard bedded down in his hammock. He steps inside and pulls the door shut as quietly as possible.
He strips out of his boots and wet shirt and tip toes to extinguish the candle. The dogs stir, and Hector shushes them, but gives Antonius a quick scratch behind the ears and scoops Cesar up to lay on his stomach as he settles into his own hammock.
Hector has no answers as to what to do, but he'll lie awake in the comfort of his swinging bed and try to figure it out until sleep finds him.]
[Alucard rises late the next day, warm and contented by the movement of the ship. When he goes up deck, he speaks with the crew, and the end of this portion of the journey is in sight. They'll likely make port tomorrow. It's important information to have, and Alucard spends the afternoon plotting out routes. He knows all the roads required to take them close to the castle. It's only a matter of which one.
Come evening, when the sun has set, Alucard returns to their room. Sits himself down and opens the small notebook that he has brought along, and writes carefully in it so he can best organize all transportation options before them.
He's not sure where Hector is. But they do need to speak, that much Alucard is certain of.]
[Hector is up with the sun in the morning, full of restless energy in spite of his fitful sleep the night before.
He has a vague idea now, but isn't certain how to see it to fruition. It takes the better part of the day, making tentative contact with other passengers, bartering with the few possessions he has.
When he returns in the evening, he brings a prize with him, which he places beside Alucard's book.]
Baklava?
[Hector has experience with physical intimacy, but next to none with dating. Giving gifts is a part of courtship, he thinks. His options are limited by their location, but it's a start. Probably. If Alucard is interested.]
[Alucard picks his head up from his work, and then the honeyed scent of the dessert hits him all at once. The ingredients are familiar enough, but the assembly? Oh, that's new, and absolutely wonderful.]
Please.
[He moves the little bit of work space off to the side, part of him vaguely wondering how Hector has acquired this. Probably best not to ask.]
[Alucard selects a small piece of the stuff, unsurprised that the shine means that it is a very sweet, sticky thing to touch. There's the honey of course, but the undercurrent of rosewater is a delicate and surprising touch.
[Hector has always known, in theory, he is not the type of man anyone would want to bring home to their parents. It still sucks.]
Your father would disapprove?
[He isn't sure which rejection would be more devastating: Alucard's or Vlad's. Vlad is the first person who ever looked at Hector with anything other than horror. His opinion is one of the only ones that matters.]
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Lecture later, smooching now.]You'd be insufferable if I didn't like you so much.
[He doesn't really think about what he's saying, because he's equally driven by two heads at the moment. He does like Alucard, a lot.]
Stop me if I go too fast. I won't be offended.
[While Alucard is relaxed and content, Hector is going to nuzzle his face back into Alucard's neck, testing out those stereotypes. He has an experiment of his own going on, to see what noises he can draw out of his quiet traveling companion.]
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YOU'RE GOING ON DOUBLE SECRET PROBATION YOUNG MAN!!!]Insufferable?
[The question is genuinely confused, because how? Alucard doesn't understand. He needs to be around people more, clearly.
He's about to ask a second clarifying question, but Hector's intent is clear. It means that there's no time for questions, just a second short breath as Hector's face brushes against Alucard's neck. And here? Here there seems to be a little bit of instinct, because the dhampir's head tilts back to allow for better access. One hand threads into Hector's hair, searching for something to grab onto. His other? That one gathers the fabric of Hector's shirt in hand, feeling at what's underneath.
Not enough tiddy.]S'good.
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If Vlad wants to protect his son's virtue, he shouldn't send him out to collect godless youths, sheesh!Hector looks up from Alucard's neck.]
You do know you're perfect, right? Humans can't measure up.
[He shudders as Alucard gropes at his chest. God, he wants to worship that perfect, inhuman body. He ducks his head back down and sucks at the pulse. Any mark he leaves on Alucard's skin won't last long, but that doesn't mean Hector won't have the time of his life leaving them there.]
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Vlad did NOT ANTICIPATE THIS PROBLEM you're so grounded Hector]Mmmm?
[The noise is a soft vibration in Alucard's chest, one that grows as Hector decides that Alucard's thundering pulse is the far more exciting thing to pay attention to.
But the emphasis on being human, or not quiet, that does give Alucard pause.]
Have you measured every person on this planet??
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Vlad needs to let these two crazy kids live their best horny lives.Hector huffs out a sigh and releases Alucard's neck.]
I've encountered a decent sample size. You're infinitely better to kiss than they are.
[Hector is trying to keep it light, because nobody wants a make-out session to devolve into a philosophical debate.
His hand slides down Alucard's back, past his hip and along his outer thigh. Who cares about anyone else's measure in this moment?]
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Vlad disagrees Hector you are here to STUDY not seduce his son!!!]Now that sounds false. I presume they're more experienced than I am.
[While no one would want it, if anyone could pull it off? Alucard could.
Happily, that's not the point. The point is where Hector's hands have moved to now, and the consideration that it prompts. There's a breathy sigh, and the hand on Hector's chest leaves so it can rest atop Hector's. The pressure is firmer than anything else.]
I think I'm overwhelmed enough.
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Experience isn't the most important factor.
[Hector isn't prone to talking about feelings, but he's not going to let someone as exquisite as Alucard downplay his value.]
You love my dogs. I'd choose you over the most skilled lover for that alone.
[He scoots back to give Alucard a little breathing room. If that is all Alucard wants this evening, Hector will be content with the kisses he's already stolen.]
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[The tone may be incredulous, but it's laced with a faint laugh. Alucard does not know Hector well enough yet, but somehow? That statement feels the Most Hector a statement would be.
Alucard leans his head back just a little, so it rests against the wall of their room. He knows he was right to call it here. And he'll call it at this point for a while yet.]
What exactly does one do after these moments end
[Besides gently squeeze Hector's hand. That's easy.]
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[Must Love Undead Dogs. That is the first line of Hector's dating profile.
Hector lets out another deep breath, willing his heart to stop thumping so loudly. He is no innocent, but Alucard is attributing to him an expertise he lacks.]
Talk, or sleep, or part ways. It depends.
[He uses his free hand to lift his hair from the back of his neck.]
It is rather hot in here. I may take a quick walk on deck to cool my head before bed.
[It is up to Alucard whether he will join, or if he'll stay and have a little bit of privacy to collect his thoughts here in the room.]
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[It's not a judgement either way. Just a simple statement of fact, one that couples with Alucard withdrawing both of his hands from Hector. Processing everything? That's something he wants to do alone.]
If I asked for a few moments alone, would you begrudge me?
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I'll take a longer walk on deck. Keep an eye on the dogs.
[Time for Hector to go
freak out about how badly he's fucked upenvision all the ways Vlad is going to gruesomely murder himkiss his grad program goodbyenot be where Alucard is so he can actually summon more than two brain cells together and think about what's going to happen next.Hector doesn't know how long Alucard typically takes to brood, but he walks the length of the deck over and over, until the last of the sunlight fades and all of the heat of those kisses is blown away by ocean breeze and the misting spray of the waves. He stays away until it is simply too dark and chilly to not retire to his quarters. Hopefully that is enough.]
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[While Hector is out, Alucard takes the time to pace the room. The dogs don't seem to be disturbed at all, and at some point in all the pacing, Alucard's not there. It's the wolf moving back and forth, thinking over what just happened and quite frankly, how his father is likely to react. He has no doubt that Dracula will determine that this happened through some method.
The wolf's claws scrape softly over the wooden floor, going and going and going until Alucard's determined the following: first, that doing more of this without a declaration of clear intent is a bad idea. Even if this is nothing more than kissing for kissing's sake, then that much has to be stated. Second, nothing below the belt. That's how Dracula truly starts to disapprove. Three, how to approach Dracula when he figures all of this out.
By the time Hector is returned, Alucard is snug in his hammock already, one of the blankets already draped over himself.]
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He strips out of his boots and wet shirt and tip toes to extinguish the candle. The dogs stir, and Hector shushes them, but gives Antonius a quick scratch behind the ears and scoops Cesar up to lay on his stomach as he settles into his own hammock.
Hector has no answers as to what to do, but he'll lie awake in the comfort of his swinging bed and try to figure it out until sleep finds him.]
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Come evening, when the sun has set, Alucard returns to their room. Sits himself down and opens the small notebook that he has brought along, and writes carefully in it so he can best organize all transportation options before them.
He's not sure where Hector is. But they do need to speak, that much Alucard is certain of.]
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He has a vague idea now, but isn't certain how to see it to fruition. It takes the better part of the day, making tentative contact with other passengers, bartering with the few possessions he has.
When he returns in the evening, he brings a prize with him, which he places beside Alucard's book.]
Baklava?
[Hector has experience with physical intimacy, but next to none with dating. Giving gifts is a part of courtship, he thinks. His options are limited by their location, but it's a start. Probably. If Alucard is interested.]
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[Alucard picks his head up from his work, and then the honeyed scent of the dessert hits him all at once. The ingredients are familiar enough, but the assembly? Oh, that's new, and absolutely wonderful.]
Please.
[He moves the little bit of work space off to the side, part of him vaguely wondering how Hector has acquired this. Probably best not to ask.]
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If you like it, I can get more once we make port. It’s best fresh, but this should still be good.
[The dogs are interested, and Hector nudges them back with one booted foot to keep them from jumping up and sniffing at it.]
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[Alucard selects a small piece of the stuff, unsurprised that the shine means that it is a very sweet, sticky thing to touch. There's the honey of course, but the undercurrent of rosewater is a delicate and surprising touch.
He picks it up, but doen't eat. Not yet.]
Can we discuss last night?
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Sure, if you want.
[They should talk, but that doesn't make it less nerve-wracking.
He takes a seat.]
Have you come to any conclusions?
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I'd like to know what your intent is, be it courtship or something far less formalized.
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I like you. [They've been over this already. At least, Hector thinks he's voiced the thought. Alucard likes his dogs.]
I've never courted anyone before. I...would not be opposed to it. But you're new to this, and if you don't want that, we can keep things...simpler.
[Tell him what the right answer is, Alucard, and that's what Hector will say.]
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[Because you know who's very overprotective about his son, Hector? Just guess.]
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Your father would disapprove?
[He isn't sure which rejection would be more devastating: Alucard's or Vlad's. Vlad is the first person who ever looked at Hector with anything other than horror. His opinion is one of the only ones that matters.]
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We don't have to tell him, if we're keeping it simple.
[It's not a lie if they just don't mention it, right?]
I don't want to cause trouble for you with him. Whatever happens, you can decide the cadence.
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