[Alucard is all set to point out that they are absolutely proving him right about being rude. He even opens his mouth to start the protest, because those hands moving at different speeds, both demanding attention is so damn rude.
But then there's Trevor's lips on his neck, there's Sypha's lips on his chest, and every part of him is still much too sensitive to do anything else but squirm in absolute contentment.
The hands wrapped up in Sypha's robes tug just a little bit more (why are they still here?) and the part of Alucard's face that's mushed against Trevor's chest picks up just a little bit more. Because if everyone's going to be rude here, he's going to let his all too blissed out face distract too.]
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But then there's Trevor's lips on his neck, there's Sypha's lips on his chest, and every part of him is still much too sensitive to do anything else but squirm in absolute contentment.
The hands wrapped up in Sypha's robes tug just a little bit more (why are they still here?) and the part of Alucard's face that's mushed against Trevor's chest picks up just a little bit more. Because if everyone's going to be rude here, he's going to let his all too blissed out face distract too.]