[The sounds are just heavenly, each and every groan that Connor makes under him. He loves how he looks, his synthetic skin blushing and red, his voice sounding breathless even if he doesn't need air. His plea.
Alucard squeezes the hand he's holding.] Whatever you wish. [It's said, like a promise.
And he is too glad to deliver.
There is still a part of Alucard that will hold back. The strength from his vampiric heritage is too much for any normal human, and he isn't certain if it'd damage Connor. It isn't worth chancing that right at the moment. Still, he's glad to roll his hips harder, a little faster, fucking him into the cot.
Connor may not feel pain, but maybe that's why something rougher can feel good.]
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Alucard squeezes the hand he's holding.] Whatever you wish. [It's said, like a promise.
And he is too glad to deliver.
There is still a part of Alucard that will hold back. The strength from his vampiric heritage is too much for any normal human, and he isn't certain if it'd damage Connor. It isn't worth chancing that right at the moment. Still, he's glad to roll his hips harder, a little faster, fucking him into the cot.
Connor may not feel pain, but maybe that's why something rougher can feel good.]