[Hell, he looks beautiful like this, lips wrapped around his cock and gazing up without any hesitation. Their eyes are locked, and Alucard can't look away. He'd loathe to. He breathes out hotly, hips still rolling with that easy pace, trying to brace himself. As much as he wants him, he's determined not to push too hard.
But it becomes more difficult, the longer he looks on and feels his wet mouth. Alucard's growl escalates to a beastly snarl; his hips jerk harder, more roughly a few more times. His grip in Connor's hair tightens and he presses in as far as he can with a hiss.
A quiver passes over him, and Alucard finishes in the android's mouth. After a moment, he slides free, still half-hard. The fist in Connor's hair relaxes, petting him again, humming.
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But it becomes more difficult, the longer he looks on and feels his wet mouth. Alucard's growl escalates to a beastly snarl; his hips jerk harder, more roughly a few more times. His grip in Connor's hair tightens and he presses in as far as he can with a hiss.
A quiver passes over him, and Alucard finishes in the android's mouth. After a moment, he slides free, still half-hard. The fist in Connor's hair relaxes, petting him again, humming.
He is very pleased.]
Stand. When you can.