Musebox

[petcromancer]

A home for PSLs.

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[petcromancer]

[Look, the kissing can continue, so Hector is totally a cool guy who nailed that interaction. Don't think he didn't hear that 'for now'.]

I can abide by that. Is there anything else?

[cryptsleeper]

[The For Now that's totally for IF DAD FINDS OUT AND HAS CONNIPTIONS? Got it.]

I don't believe so. Was there anything you wished to address?

[petcromancer]

[Hector shrugs his shoulders and looks down at Alucard’s notes so he doesn’t have to meet Alucard’s eyes.]

Not really. Just that...I’m open to anything. So, if there’s anything you want to try, you can.

[Alucard is probably too innocent to take him up on that offer, but he’s still going to put it out there.]

Are you still working on this, or are you free...?

[Hector, your thirst will be the death of you. Dracula is going to murder you so dead]

[cryptsleeper]

Hector, I think it's been established I have no idea what I'm even trying.

[That said, Alucard does nod for Hector to come over, and offers over the notebook s he does so.]

I do want you to look over the routes and tell me which you'd be more comfortable with.

[EXTRA DEAD HECTOR!!!]

[petcromancer]

[Hector doesn’t know what kind of suggestions will offend Alucard’s sensibilities, so he just shrugs again. He’d let Alucard bite him, if he wanted to, or use his vampiric powers on him; Hector has always been driven by curiosity, not by self-preservation.]

I can be a lab partner of sorts. We’ll work together on whatever you want to learn.

[He looks over the routes Alucard has detailed.]

You’ve been very thorough with your planning. I usually prefer the routes by land; you experience more of the place, and see more of the wildlife. But boat is the faster option, and I don’t want to slow us down just so I can collect samples along the way.

[He should select the fastest route, and get himself to the castle where he can devote himself to his studies. This kissing business is a wrinkle in his scholastic ambitions, and he can’t quite bring himself to care.]

[cryptsleeper]

[Lab partner gets a soft, chuffed noise from the dhampir. What a way to phrase it. What a thing that the vampire falls for it.

At any rate, he considers the routes again in light of the information, and the answer seems rather clear:]

I'll expect you to be more than a little distracted with land routes then. There will be plenty of time with my father for that, and in truth, I think he'd rather us return home soon too.

[petcromancer]

[If Alucard wants Hector to not be distracted when they travel, he should try being less hot.]

We can take your father's opinion into consideration, but there is another's to consider. What do you want?

[This is dhampir's first trip out into the world, and he gets to call the shot, not dad.]

[cryptsleeper]

[Yeah, but Hector, you've met dad.]

I think I want to consider this in the long run, which means if I return safely and soon, I'll be permitted far longer adventures.

[So, the quick route home, but with intent behind it.

Look he can't help that he was born to two hot parents and grew up to be hot.]

[petcromancer]

[And Vlad was a perfectly reasonable fellow, at least to Hector.]

Then by boat it is.

[Alucard will be a dutiful son, and Hector will be...slightly less distracted.]

We could take a day in Istanbul, though. There's so much to see, and I should find a gift to bring to my hosts.

[Totally just being a good guest, it's not a date at all.]

[cryptsleeper]

[[It's totally a date.]

I have no problem with that, so long as I can check the ship timetables before hand so we don't miss whatever boats are heading north.

[Absolutely a goddamn date.]

[petcromancer]

Absolutely not.

[He gives Alucard his best deadpan, which is pretty damn dead. Look, he can’t NOT be an asshole just because he likes someone.]

[cryptsleeper]

Then I suppose that's all seen to then.

[Alucard then closes the notebook and places it aside.]

Which leaves us with an open end to the evening.

[petcromancer]

Oh?

[Hector raises an eyebrow, so suave undermined by the pinkening of his cheeks. Shhhh. He leans back against the wall.]

Whatever could we do with the rest of our time?

[Don't say pet the dogs, don't say pet the dogs.]

[cryptsleeper]

...Hector, you're not very subtle.

[Alucard, you're not either.]

If you want to kiss me again, just say so.

[petcromancer]

[Hector slumps against the wall. Don't just call him out on it, Alucard!]

If you always make me ask for it, I might think you don't want to.

[It's bad enough he's seducing Vlad's home-schooled son, he doesn't need to add guilt about taking advantage of him.]

[cryptsleeper]

I don't want to sound like a spoiled brat demanding it either.

[Look! He doesn't know the rules of engagement!]

Maybe we should both stop talking and just kiss?

[petcromancer]

[Hector peels himself from the wall. He could try to explain to Alucard that having someone so innocent demand kisses from him would be flattering, indeed exhilarating, but he's not going to keep talking when Alucard has opened the path straight to kissing.

Hector steps forward and hooks a finger into the front of Alucard's shirt to tug him forward. He brings their lips together as an answer to Alucard's question.]

[cryptsleeper]

[That is an extremely clear answer. One that doesn't surprise the dhampir as much as it did yesterday, because when Hector kisses him, Alucard knows what to do. He parts his lips far faster, and is bolder still: he dares to press his tongue against Hector's lips, wanting to explore further.

His hands remain above Hector's waist, settling on his chest instead. There's no grabbing, not yet, but there is an appreciation for the warmth below.]

[petcromancer]

[Hector chuckles against Alucard's mouth. Alucard may be sheltered, but he's not as much of a statue as he sometimes looks.

Hector parts his lips, giving Alucard free reign to explore as much as he wants. His arms loop over Alucard's shoulders and his fingers trail up and down his shoulder blades, reveling in the solidity of the dhampir's physical form.

He's been forbidden from trespassing below the belt, but he does shift so his knee bumps between Alucard's, just to bring them a little closer together.]

[cryptsleeper]

[Alucard's fingers curl into the fabric of Hector's shirt, and rather than remain still, he backs up. Slowly. Carefully. Guiding Hector over so that Alucard's back is against the wall and Hector's weight is a pleasant warmth against him.

His tongue is far more probing than the previous night, full of confidence he runs it against Hector's.]

Mmmmm.

[petcromancer]

[Oh? Bold move, Alucard. This definitely feels like a trap, and Hector doesn’t even care. He leans against Alucard, keeping still so the movement doesn’t turn lewd. His hands slip from Alucard’s back to his hips.

Alucard is pinned to the wall, though Hector has no illusions that Alucard couldn’t move him if he chose. Hector plays on the dynamic and starts to push back against Alucard’s inquisitive tongue, fighting for dominance of the kiss.]

[cryptsleeper]

[He can be bold when he wants to. Or when he feels cold and would like just a little bit more warmth, thank you very much.

The hands on his hips are fine indeed. Alucard's own hands tug at the fabric of Hector's shirt, then one settles for groping at his chest beneath. It's not elegant, but it is a strong indicator that Alucard is most certainly interested in the chest area.

He'll allow Hector's tongue to start the Tongue War. But Alucard presses back as good as he gets, the sensation of the struggle absolutely fascinating in and of itself.]

[petcromancer]

[The battle goes on for a few moments, until Hector finally pulls back for air.

He runs one hand up Alucard’s side and runs a thumb over his nipple through the fabric of his shirt. His mouth moves to Alucard’s ear.]

I know you said nothing below the shirt, but I have no protective father. If you want to touch me there, I won’t tell.

[cryptsleeper]

[When Hector pulls back, Alucard takes the moment not just to breath, but to push his own tounge against fangs, testing their sharpness. They've been careful so far, but he wants to assess the risk better.

But shit. That thumb causes him to arch up into and against Hector, the reaction new and unexpected and quite welcome. His own hand doesn't mirror the gesture, not yet, but he'll follow through with it in just a few moments.

His response is soft, but firm.]

Not yet. [He's made the determination only partly due to the shadow of Dracula.] In due time.

[Hector, your thirst and the dhampir's attempts at boundaries might be a problem.]

[petcromancer]

Whenever you are ready.

[Its not that Hector can’t be patient; it’s just hard when Alucard reacts so deliciously to every new move.

Hector slides his hand back down to the relative safety of Alucard’s waist and kisses his way down Alucard’s neck. The dhampir’s collar is low enough that his neck isn’t in the forbidden zone.]

I don’t suppose you’ve ever been bitten before....