[Hector rolls his eyes at Alucard's look, but he absolutely joins Alucard half-on the mattress and in cuddle range. He scoots up against Alucard's side and reaches an arm across him to scratch Cesar's head.]
You know, you still haven't shown me your transformation.
[Hector is weak, Alucard. He needs to pet all the dogs.]
[Look Hector this has been a journey of vampiric self discovery and one thing Alucard has walked away with is that he really, really enjoys being snuggled.]
That's true, I haven't.
[Watching Cesar react to the attention, Alucard hums thoughtfully.]
In a few more hours. Once it's certain the ship is at rest.
[Well, Alucard is in the right place, sandwiched between two dogs on one side and one Hector on the other, the two sides of which are reaching across him to pet. Hector nuzzles his face into Alucard's neck, inhaling the scent of soaps and oils from the bath.]
That's a promise, and I'm holding you to it.
[So, that means that they both have some time to kill, and that Hector shouldn't wear himself out on petting just yet. He wonders if Alucard the wolf will smell as good as Alucard the dhampir.]
[Alucard shifts and wiggles a little to adjust the new (warm, wonderful) weight on his neck, but that's truly all he fusses with. There's a content sigh that follows, and you know what?
He would be just fine if this was the entire voyage. Curled up, being held, petting dogs.]
I would expect no less. But I'll smell closer to wet dog, you know.
[Hector is hoping for more before the end of this journey --he has so much to teach Alucard-- but for now, after some hours of running around the city on their errands, he's content with just this as well.]
Wet dog smell's no deal breaker.
[He scoops Cesar up and deposits him on Alucard's stomach for easier access. Antonius immediately fills the vacated space at Alucard's other side. The dhampir is truly being cuddled on all fronts now, on this sad gross straw mattress.]
You are the first and only person who will ever utter those words.
[Even Alucard can't stand his own wet dog smell. But that's hardly the point. The point is dogs, and he's so happy to move a hand to pet under Cesar's chin. This? This is probably spoiled in spite of the nightmare of a mattress.
So he stays snuggled up for an hour more, and then he nudges Hector gently with his elbow.]
Everyone else needs to learn to appreciate dogs more.
[Hector grumbles into the crook of Alucard's shoulder. Smelling wet dog means you have been graced with the presence of a dog, which is always a good thing.
When the time comes, Hector lifts Cesar again and whistles for Antonius to come to him, then rolls from his side to his back, giving Alucard a precious foot of space free of man and undead dogs.]
Am I allowed to watch?
[He doesn't know what the transformation will entail, but he's wildly curious.]
I can't say that there's much to observe, in truth.
[Alucard draws himself up, and he walks a few steps. It's as he moves that the transformation occurs, perhaps too fast, perhaps with too little fanfare. His features shift, morph, become elongated and then more canine, until a large wolf is standing there, tail curled up very slightly.
That same wolf then walks right back over to Hector, aware that there's only 1 reaction here: pet the dog.[
[Hector's reaction is to pet the dog while also asking every imaginable question- where did the clothes go? Does Alucard's weight remain the same? Can dogs see in color?
Cesar and Antonius immediately abandon Hector to examine this new friend who smells alike-but-different from Friend Alucard. They bump against him and sniff and playfully dart around him, an invitation to play.
Meanwhile, Hector is examining the wolf form as he strokes and scratches. Alucard appears, by all metrics Hector can measure, to be an honest to God wolf. The pelt, the bone structure, even the large paw pads and extra digit on the front paws.
Needless to say, Hector is thoroughly petting this dog and he is delighted.]
[Hector's questions do get a soft growl of response, because Hector he can't reply??? Like this?????
But he is happy to sniff at Cesar and Antonious. Paw at them, sniff, but he doesn't play until Hector is done Examining The Wolf. Then the wolf is happy to just move and dart a little, not exactly giving chase but definitely helping the other two to get in a bit of exercise.
And again at the question, there's a soft huff! He has to be a person to reply you know!]
[The dogs have been troopers on this journey so far, and Hector eventually withdraws so they Alucard can help them get some of their pent-up energy out.]
Now you’ll definitely be their favorite.
[There’s no weight behind the teasing, though. Hector can’t blame his pets. Alucard is his favorite too.]
[Alucard snuffles for that, but you know what? It's so much fun to run with the dogs that he keeps at it until it seems the other two are going to slow down. There's not much jumping about on Alucard's part, just quick movement to give chase, and then letting the other two run themselves mad. It's stupidly endearing. A reminder of why it's nice to not be human some days.
But it all winds down, and when that happens, Alucard settles back down beside Hector, now human.
[Hector watches the canines at play, absurdly fond. It's almost scary, how much he doesn't mind his dear pets cozying up to someone other than himself. Hector has often felt content in his cabin on the island, but rarely happy.
He lets his arms wind around Alucard and nestles his nose into the back of his neck the way Alucard seems to like.]
I suppose I can let spoil them, as long as you're staying near me and not luring them away.
[Because that's the fear, that Alucard will decide he likes traveling more than he likes Hector and go off on his own fabulous adventures after he drops Hector off at the castle.
The point of action for that is to make sure Alucard is well versed in all the benefits of his presence.]
They'll have a lot more space to explore soon. That might spoil them more than anything I put effort into.
[Alucard lets out a very low, pleased noise at Hector's nose finding just the right spot to rest on. It's nice, having that warmth and weight pressed against his neck. Alucard moves one hand down, brushing it over Hector's gently.
All of this is nice. Traveling has been wonderful, as has learning the various ways to become comfortable in such close quarters. Future trips probably won't have companions, but...
...thoughts for later.]
Are you comfortable?
[They are technically half on and half off a horrible little mattress and the floor.]
[The castle is both a dream and a looming spectre. Reaching it will mark the beginning of a real education, more opportunity than Hector ever hoped he'd receive. It also means the end of this journey. He won't know how he fares in the exchange til he reaches his destination.]
I could make myself more comfortable.
[He tugs Alucard, vaguely further into the mattress but mostly closer. It's a shit mattress, but it's better than half a shit mattress.]
[Vaguely further but definitely warmer. That's one of the things Alucard has come to appreciate most from this arrangement: warmth. Running at low temperatures is all well and good, but sometimes all one wants is to be held against something warmer.
[Warmth isn’t all Alucard is going to get from him though all he has to do is say the word and Hector will really heat him up. Hector slides his hand up Alucard’s chest, caressing through his shirt. He parts his lips and begins to tease the skin of Alucard’s neck with tongue and teeth.]
[Alucard knows by now what that means, but he can't help but play just a little dumb. It makes the sigh of absolute contentment and delight that follows all the better. Makes the fact that it's Alucard who starts to tangle their legs together all the better.
His hands are far, far more confident now, knowing what they want and how to get it. One hand is quick to wind into Hector's hair, gently tugging him upwards to administer attention to a higher part of Alucard's neck. The other?
Well, Alucard's made his fondness for chests very clear alraedy. But Hector's already got a hand there, and the man does have a fine enough rear to grab and refuse to let go of.]
One morning you should actually wake me like this.
Configuration of limbs. It's very difficult to explore your chest at the moment.
[And it is, and more than that, Alucard's decided that Hector's chest may not be his best feature. There's another squeeze, ever so careful not to bruise, and the dhampir presses himself up against Hector further. He's hardly aware of the roll of his own hips.
They'll have to start moving below the belt at this point, if only because that's the remaining unexplored territory.]
Mmm, perhaps not. I'll expect it when I'm home, and that's a dangerous path.
[If butts are on the table, Hector isn’t holding back. He’ll stay above the clothes, but one hand slides down and grips Alucard’s otherworldly ass.
Alucard’s squeeze is met with an approving groan. This one doesn’t mind if there are bruises. He slips a leg between Alucard’s to give them a little more friction as they move together.]
[Alucard has the good sense not to reply with you've met my father, right?
Instead he just buries his face into what he can reach of Hector's head, angle terrible since Hector is still lavishing attention to the dhampir's neck.]
Within reason.
[He hasn't quite clocked Hector's general lack of planning.
What Alucard has clocked is the fact he very, very much likes having his ass squeezed, and there's no groan from him. There is instead another roll of his hips, this time grinding down against Hector's leg. The motion is coupled with a soft sigh, and the feeling of heat in Alucard's cheeks.]
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You know, you still haven't shown me your transformation.
[Hector is weak, Alucard. He needs to pet all the dogs.]
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That's true, I haven't.
[Watching Cesar react to the attention, Alucard hums thoughtfully.]
In a few more hours. Once it's certain the ship is at rest.
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That's a promise, and I'm holding you to it.
[So, that means that they both have some time to kill, and that Hector shouldn't wear himself out on petting just yet. He wonders if Alucard the wolf will smell as good as Alucard the dhampir.]
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He would be just fine if this was the entire voyage. Curled up, being held, petting dogs.]
I would expect no less. But I'll smell closer to wet dog, you know.
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Wet dog smell's no deal breaker.
[He scoops Cesar up and deposits him on Alucard's stomach for easier access. Antonius immediately fills the vacated space at Alucard's other side. The dhampir is truly being cuddled on all fronts now, on this sad gross straw mattress.]
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[Even Alucard can't stand his own wet dog smell. But that's hardly the point. The point is dogs, and he's so happy to move a hand to pet under Cesar's chin. This? This is probably spoiled in spite of the nightmare of a mattress.
So he stays snuggled up for an hour more, and then he nudges Hector gently with his elbow.]
I need a little space to transform.
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[Hector grumbles into the crook of Alucard's shoulder. Smelling wet dog means you have been graced with the presence of a dog, which is always a good thing.
When the time comes, Hector lifts Cesar again and whistles for Antonius to come to him, then rolls from his side to his back, giving Alucard a precious foot of space free of man and undead dogs.]
Am I allowed to watch?
[He doesn't know what the transformation will entail, but he's wildly curious.]
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[Alucard draws himself up, and he walks a few steps. It's as he moves that the transformation occurs, perhaps too fast, perhaps with too little fanfare. His features shift, morph, become elongated and then more canine, until a large wolf is standing there, tail curled up very slightly.
That same wolf then walks right back over to Hector, aware that there's only 1 reaction here: pet the dog.[
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Cesar and Antonius immediately abandon Hector to examine this new friend who smells alike-but-different from Friend Alucard. They bump against him and sniff and playfully dart around him, an invitation to play.
Meanwhile, Hector is examining the wolf form as he strokes and scratches. Alucard appears, by all metrics Hector can measure, to be an honest to God wolf. The pelt, the bone structure, even the large paw pads and extra digit on the front paws.
Needless to say, Hector is thoroughly petting this dog and he is delighted.]
Why have we not been doing this every night?
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But he is happy to sniff at Cesar and Antonious. Paw at them, sniff, but he doesn't play until Hector is done Examining The Wolf. Then the wolf is happy to just move and dart a little, not exactly giving chase but definitely helping the other two to get in a bit of exercise.
And again at the question, there's a soft huff! He has to be a person to reply you know!]
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[The dogs have been troopers on this journey so far, and Hector eventually withdraws so they Alucard can help them get some of their pent-up energy out.]
Now you’ll definitely be their favorite.
[There’s no weight behind the teasing, though. Hector can’t blame his pets. Alucard is his favorite too.]
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But it all winds down, and when that happens, Alucard settles back down beside Hector, now human.
He's absolutely figured out spooning now.]
Only for a time. They're still yours.
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He lets his arms wind around Alucard and nestles his nose into the back of his neck the way Alucard seems to like.]
I suppose I can let spoil them, as long as you're staying near me and not luring them away.
[Because that's the fear, that Alucard will decide he likes traveling more than he likes Hector and go off on his own fabulous adventures after he drops Hector off at the castle.
The point of action for that is to make sure Alucard is well versed in all the benefits of his presence.]
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[Alucard lets out a very low, pleased noise at Hector's nose finding just the right spot to rest on. It's nice, having that warmth and weight pressed against his neck. Alucard moves one hand down, brushing it over Hector's gently.
All of this is nice. Traveling has been wonderful, as has learning the various ways to become comfortable in such close quarters. Future trips probably won't have companions, but...
...thoughts for later.]
Are you comfortable?
[They are technically half on and half off a horrible little mattress and the floor.]
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[The castle is both a dream and a looming spectre. Reaching it will mark the beginning of a real education, more opportunity than Hector ever hoped he'd receive. It also means the end of this journey. He won't know how he fares in the exchange til he reaches his destination.]
I could make myself more comfortable.
[He tugs Alucard, vaguely further into the mattress but mostly closer. It's a shit mattress, but it's better than half a shit mattress.]
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There's a soft laugh on his lips.]
Careful. I'm liable to fall asleep like this.
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[Warmth isn’t all Alucard is going to get from him
though all he has to do is say the word and Hector will really heat him up. Hector slides his hand up Alucard’s chest, caressing through his shirt. He parts his lips and begins to tease the skin of Alucard’s neck with tongue and teeth.]no subject
[Alucard knows by now what that means, but he can't help but play just a little dumb. It makes the sigh of absolute contentment and delight that follows all the better. Makes the fact that it's Alucard who starts to tangle their legs together all the better.
His hands are far, far more confident now, knowing what they want and how to get it. One hand is quick to wind into Hector's hair, gently tugging him upwards to administer attention to a higher part of Alucard's neck. The other?
Well, Alucard's made his fondness for chests very clear alraedy. But Hector's already got a hand there, and the man does have a fine enough rear to grab and refuse to let go of.]
One morning you should actually wake me like this.
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[He rocks against Alucard, very much in approval.]
More than one, surely, now that the offer’s been made.
[He’ll maul your neck every morning if that’s what you want, you ridiculous dhampir.]
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[And it is, and more than that, Alucard's decided that Hector's chest may not be his best feature. There's another squeeze, ever so careful not to bruise, and the dhampir presses himself up against Hector further. He's hardly aware of the roll of his own hips.
They'll have to start moving below the belt at this point, if only because that's the remaining unexplored territory.]
Mmm, perhaps not. I'll expect it when I'm home, and that's a dangerous path.
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[If butts are on the table, Hector isn’t holding back. He’ll stay above the clothes, but one hand slides down and grips Alucard’s otherworldly ass.
Alucard’s squeeze is met with an approving groan. This one doesn’t mind if there are bruises. He slips a leg between Alucard’s to give them a little more friction as they move together.]
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Instead he just buries his face into what he can reach of Hector's head, angle terrible since Hector is still lavishing attention to the dhampir's neck.]
Within reason.
[He hasn't quite clocked Hector's general lack of planning.
What Alucard has clocked is the fact he very, very much likes having his ass squeezed, and there's no groan from him. There is instead another roll of his hips, this time grinding down against Hector's leg. The motion is coupled with a soft sigh, and the feeling of heat in Alucard's cheeks.]
Hector?
[It's a cautious iteration of his name.]
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conquestexploration of Alucard’s neck at the tone he hears when his name is spoken.]Yes? Is this too much?
[He hopes not, but he slows his movements until he knows if Alucard is good to proceed.]
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There are so many steps we could take next, and they're all going to be very enjoyable.
[He very deliberately presses his hips into Alucard.]
We could keep doing this.
[He gives Alucard's butt another, harder squeeze.]
Or you could let me use my hands...
[He brings his lips close to Alucard's ear and runs his tongue along the outer shell.]
Or I could show you what I can do with my mouth.
[He draws back, still touching Alucard, but no longer pressing, so Alucard can breath.]
Or I can take a very long, very stiff walk around the deck and we can go to sleep.
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