[He knows in small part that the breathing is purely simulated, but it still has such an effect on him to know that Connor seems to be enjoying this as much as he is. Alucard nuzzles into his fingers now that they've been cleaned of blood.
And he wants more. Oh, so much more.
After dipping his thumb into the blood, he holds it out, letting it drizzle and drip down across Connor's chest. Thick, crimson liquid slowly rolling down perfect looking skin, looking utterly divine. With a pleased growl deep in his chest, he leans down to slowly lick up the droplets. He starts at the navel -- such an interesting design choice all things considered, how humans need to have that familiarity -- and trails up to catch every bit of blood with his tongue.
He stops to take a nipple into his mouth, teasing it with the tip of his tongue, as if to experiment for a reaction.]
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And he wants more. Oh, so much more.
After dipping his thumb into the blood, he holds it out, letting it drizzle and drip down across Connor's chest. Thick, crimson liquid slowly rolling down perfect looking skin, looking utterly divine. With a pleased growl deep in his chest, he leans down to slowly lick up the droplets. He starts at the navel -- such an interesting design choice all things considered, how humans need to have that familiarity -- and trails up to catch every bit of blood with his tongue.
He stops to take a nipple into his mouth, teasing it with the tip of his tongue, as if to experiment for a reaction.]