[Hector rubs his toes up Alucard's calf as he leans in closer. He teases Alucard's bottom lip with a nibble, then shifts to kiss his way to Alucard's favorite spot, his neck. Positive reinforcement is a powerful thing, and he wants to reward Alucard taking initiative.
Noise isn't a concern now, so he doesn't hold back from lavishing attention onto the pale column of neck like he sort of did on the ship. He can suck and nip to his heart's content. So he does.]
[He's only a dog sometimes Hector, he doesn't need to be rewarded for basic tasks.
But it does feel nice, and he hooks his leg around Hector's. They're just as close as they were before, but--
--oh.
The need to sneak is still present, but there is a freedom in this room. When Hector's lips move to Alucard's neck, there's no hiding the loud groan of delight that follows. The noises that come after are a far more moderate volume with such satisfaction threaded throughout.]
[Yeah, that isn't a whole lot, Alucard. But its also enough for him to angle his head downwards, stealing a kiss at a better angle to save his neck. If only for a moment.]
[Hector huffs out a laugh as Alucard kisses him. Almost breaking the skin...who's the vampire now?
He shifts on the couch so he can bring Alucard's leg closer to himself. He kisses to the other side of Alucard's neck, pale and unmarked. He licks it hungrily, teasing. He knows you like the biting, Alucard.]
[He'd pout, but too late. Hector's moved closer, and you know what? Alucard's in a mood to be daring. After a moment or two more of wonderful teasing, the dhampir places his hands on Hector's hips and just draaaaaaaaags him so that Hector's just on his lap.]
[Hector gasps into Alucard's neck. Oh. It's easy to forget Alucard's super-human strength until he does something like this, moving him effortlessly. He is absolutely into it.]
Do you want me to put my mouth elsewhere, then?
[There isn't an inch of Alucard that Hector doesn't want to kiss. He can move on from the neck if Alucard is worried, although from his end, Hector doesn't think accidental vampirism would be the end of the world. Dracula makes it work, after all.
He wraps a leg around Alucard to anchor himself and scoots in closer. More heat, more friction, more opportunities to make Alucard groan and really test out the sound-proofing in this room.]
[Careful Hector being into that vampire strength could be a problem in another place and time. Just saying.]
I feel as if I should ask where you want mine.
[Alucard being at the lower angle means he's far better positioned to kiss and nip at Hector's shoulders and chest.
Oh, but that leg. Alucard's not sure they can be closer together, and Hector's natural heat is a blessing. For now? There's no groaning. Only deep and heady breaths.]
[Except that was exactly what Alucard wanted to hear. Alucard's lips start right where his jawline and neck meet, and then? Then the kissing begins.
Alucard's lips travel slowly, and there are two reasons for this. The first? Pure anticipation. The second is so that Alucard can unbutton a little of Hector's shirt so that there's more neck to explore. So it goes, lower and lower and lower until hitting Hector's collar bone.
There's no biting though, not yet. Alucard repositions his hands first, the one that was unbuttoning Hector's shirt now firmly grasping his ass.]
[Maybe Hector's right. That they both want this and want this badly. It's enough for Alucard to take a tiny, tiny nip at Hector's skin with his front teeth, being so careful not to do any damage.
Yes. Yes he wants more of this. He knows by how Hector presses against him and how his heaertbeat thunders in Alucard's ears.]
Yes. Do it.
[Words muffled against skin. Alucard picks his head up and repeats them.]
[Hector groans happily. One hand drops to Alucard's butt to give it a squeeze, and he uses his other to start tugging Alucard's shirt up to expose his stomach.]
You can do it harder.
[The squeezing, the biting, all of it. Hector can take it, and he wants more. He trails his fingers up Alucard's stomach, and then back down, slowly, questioning, at the waistband of his pants.]
[Where do you want his arms to go Hector? Up and over his head so you can get rid of that shirt, or still grabbing your ass? There's a lot happening right now, and so Alucard gives that ass another squeeze for being the easiest option.
Fuck though. Alucard leans back a little, giving Hector room to undo the belt Alucard has on.]
Remove what you want now before things get too tangled.
[Hector gives Alucard's lips a quick peck, then leans back so he can strip off his shirt without any fanfare. He tosses it aside and goes in for Alucard's belt, leaving the shirt for now. He unhooks the belt and slides it out of the belt loops of his pants. If they were more experienced lovers, he might be tempted to put the belt to use, but for now, his goal is just to touch Alucard, as thoroughly and as often as he is allowed.
Hector slips his hand into Alucard's pants and cups his cock as he leans back in to kiss at his neck.]
[This is good. A lot, but good. It shows on Alucard's face when he looks up at Hector, a faint blush of color to his cheeks and pupils wider than before. His other hand moves up just as Hector's hand starts to fondle his cock. For that touch, Alucard gropes at Hector's chest, a shuddery sigh following.]
Yes. Please. [He's being good and polite. And not even thinking about what belts can be used for in this situation.]
[That blush on Alucard's pale cheeks has Hector's heart melting. He would do anything Alucard asks.
He slides his fingers down the length of Alucard's cock and encircles it more tightly on the way back up. The hand on his chest sends a shiver down his spine as he strokes.]
I've wanted this every day since then. It's been hell, not touching you.
Yes. There's only one way to get it out of my memories.
[He pushes Alucard back and kisses down his chest.]
If I make you come here, I won't have to recall that terrible mattress ever again.
[He withdraws his hand from the pants and brings both to grip Alucard's hips. He pushes the pants down to bare more of Alucard's skin to the open air.]
[Oh. Oh. Those kisses against his chest get a heavy sigh heavily. There's less grabbing at Hector's chest, and instead Alucard's hand goes so it can tangle up in his hair.]
You have to finish as well.
[Fair is fair in Alucard's estimation. Just as fair right now is lifting his hips up to make trouser removal easier.]
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?
[There. Pants are at his knees, as are underpants. Alucard imagines that he should feel colder than he does.
The hand in Hector's hair sees the pads of Alucard's fingers scratch and stroke against his scalp. It isn't much, but it's nice. A way to keep himself even keeled, until Hector licks at his chest and fucking hell his shudder is paired with aloud moan.]
[Hector shifts, finds the other nipple, and lavishes the same treatment on it. Alucard is petting and scratching him like a pet, and Hector basks in the attention. He's flushed and eager, lacking the patience to tease Alucard and draw this out.]
[He's maybe begging. A little. Because the attention is already overwhelming and he knows that this has to be a test of how soundproof the room is, not a true evening together.]
[Hector slides down Alucard's body until his head is level with Alucard's lap. He looks up at Alucard's flushed face, winks, and wraps his lips around the tip of his cock.]
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Noise isn't a concern now, so he doesn't hold back from lavishing attention onto the pale column of neck like he
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But it does feel nice, and he hooks his leg around Hector's. They're just as close as they were before, but--
--oh.
The need to sneak is still present, but there is a freedom in this room. When Hector's lips move to Alucard's neck, there's no hiding the loud groan of delight that follows. The noises that come after are a far more moderate volume with such satisfaction threaded throughout.]
--Hector!
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The groans just egg him on. Hector slips a hand down to Alucard's side, fingertips sneaking underneath his shirt.
That gasp of his name has him resurfacing. He pauses and looks up, a self-satisfied grin on his face.]
Yes, Alucard?
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[Yeah, that isn't a whole lot, Alucard. But its also enough for him to angle his head downwards, stealing a kiss at a better angle to save his neck. If only for a moment.]
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He shifts on the couch so he can bring Alucard's leg closer to himself. He kisses to the other side of Alucard's neck, pale and unmarked. He licks it hungrily, teasing. He knows you like the biting, Alucard.]
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[He'd pout, but too late. Hector's moved closer, and you know what? Alucard's in a mood to be daring. After a moment or two more of wonderful teasing, the dhampir places his hands on Hector's hips and just draaaaaaaaags him so that Hector's just on his lap.]
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Do you want me to put my mouth elsewhere, then?
[There isn't an inch of Alucard that Hector doesn't want to kiss. He can move on from the neck if Alucard is worried, although from his end, Hector doesn't think accidental vampirism would be the end of the world. Dracula makes it work, after all.
He wraps a leg around Alucard to anchor himself and scoots in closer. More heat, more friction, more opportunities to make Alucard groan and really test out the sound-proofing in this room.]
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I feel as if I should ask where you want mine.
[Alucard being at the lower angle means he's far better positioned to kiss and nip at Hector's shoulders and chest.
Oh, but that leg. Alucard's not sure they can be closer together, and Hector's natural heat is a blessing. For now? There's no groaning. Only deep and heady breaths.]
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Anywhere you want. Maybe...low on the neck. Where it won't show if you leave a mark.
[He's so grateful for his high collared shirts, since he doesn't have the same rapid healing Alucard has.
He slides his hands down Alucard's back and tugs up the hem to touch his fingers to pale skin.]
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That sounds more like what you want.
[Except that was exactly what Alucard wanted to hear. Alucard's lips start right where his jawline and neck meet, and then? Then the kissing begins.
Alucard's lips travel slowly, and there are two reasons for this. The first? Pure anticipation. The second is so that Alucard can unbutton a little of Hector's shirt so that there's more neck to explore. So it goes, lower and lower and lower until hitting Hector's collar bone.
There's no biting though, not yet. Alucard repositions his hands first, the one that was unbuttoning Hector's shirt now firmly grasping his ass.]
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[Hector leans his head to the side to give Alucard a wider expanse of skin to explore. He shivers with as he feels Alucard's breath on his skin.
Hands go for his ass, and he arches up as he feels those strong fingers squeeze.]
Oh god. I wanna touch you, too. Say I can.
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Yes. Yes he wants more of this. He knows by how Hector presses against him and how his heaertbeat thunders in Alucard's ears.]
Yes. Do it.
[Words muffled against skin. Alucard picks his head up and repeats them.]
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You can do it harder.
[The squeezing, the biting, all of it. Hector can take it, and he wants more. He trails his fingers up Alucard's stomach, and then back down, slowly, questioning, at the waistband of his pants.]
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Fuck though. Alucard leans back a little, giving Hector room to undo the belt Alucard has on.]
Remove what you want now before things get too tangled.
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Hector slips his hand into Alucard's pants and cups his cock as he leans back in to kiss at his neck.]
Can I touch you like I did on the ship?
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Yes. Please. [He's being good and polite. And not even thinking about what belts can be used for in this situation.]
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He slides his fingers down the length of Alucard's cock and encircles it more tightly on the way back up. The hand on his chest sends a shiver down his spine as he strokes.]
I've wanted this every day since then. It's been hell, not touching you.
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[Here is so much nicer. Warmer. Softer, and Alucard's head tips back just a little more as Hector's hand moves up the shaft of his cock.]
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[He pushes Alucard back and kisses down his chest.]
If I make you come here, I won't have to recall that terrible mattress ever again.
[He withdraws his hand from the pants and brings both to grip Alucard's hips. He pushes the pants down to bare more of Alucard's skin to the open air.]
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You have to finish as well.
[Fair is fair in Alucard's estimation. Just as fair right now is lifting his hips up to make trouser removal easier.]
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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?
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The hand in Hector's hair sees the pads of Alucard's fingers scratch and stroke against his scalp. It isn't much, but it's nice. A way to keep himself even keeled, until Hector licks at his chest and fucking hell his shudder is paired with aloud moan.]
Yes...I....that should happen now.
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Mmmmmh. Can I put my mouth on you?
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[He's maybe begging. A little. Because the attention is already overwhelming and he knows that this has to be a test of how soundproof the room is, not a true evening together.]
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[Hector slides down Alucard's body until his head is level with Alucard's lap. He looks up at Alucard's flushed face, winks, and wraps his lips around the tip of his cock.]
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