[Alucard slipped his hands away, but Connor wasn't quite willing to step away yet, tilting his head to kiss him before taking a step away to snag the glass. Glass in hand, he moved back over to the cot, finding that sporting an erection made it a little awkward to walk. Very strange.
As he sat down on the cot, he set the glass on the ground, dipping his fingers into the thick blood. He watched Alucard, using the subtle clues in the way he reacted, the dilation of his pupils, the rate of his heart beat, to figure out what he wants him to do, what would please him the most.
He brings his coated fingers to his lips and mostly smears the blood across them, wiping the blood off onto his lips.]
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As he sat down on the cot, he set the glass on the ground, dipping his fingers into the thick blood. He watched Alucard, using the subtle clues in the way he reacted, the dilation of his pupils, the rate of his heart beat, to figure out what he wants him to do, what would please him the most.
He brings his coated fingers to his lips and mostly smears the blood across them, wiping the blood off onto his lips.]