You did, didn't you.

[Isn't this like being alive? He feels a thrill himself, and he wonders if Connor feels it too. How much does he feel from this?

He reaches up, gently scratching his fingers through Connor's synthetic but very convincing hair. Alucard leans in, brushing his lips against the android's cheekbone.]

I will not order you to do anything you don't wish to. I do not own you. I am not above you.

If you wish, you may walk out that door right now and leave me.

[Though he prays that Connor does not.]