[One of his hands finds Alucard's fingers and folds over them, his palm hot and a little slick. There's nothing quite like a flogging to get ones blood pumping and body hot- and a little sensitive, if the longer contact managing to elicit a shudder is anything to go by. Every touch feels a little like it's rasping over raw nerves, but it's pleasant despite its overwhelming nature.
He has to pause at Alucard's whine. So wanting, yet he holds himself back to ensure he has Anderson's full consent. It prompts a swell of affection, surprising in its potency, and he laughs softly at himself, shaking his head. Feeling such things for his nemesis- what an absurdity, but he doesn't try to fight it back.
As Anderson speaks, his thumb brushes over Alucard's knuckles, affectionate. His voice is still hoarse, but moderately less so now that he's recovered some control over his laboured breathing.]
Call me a fool, but I want you to. [He swallows, licks his lips.] Just mind the teeth.
[They're not quite at the point of biting, yet. But this is still a significant submission, for a man like Anderson. To voluntarily feed a vampire opposes everything he is, everything he's been taught. It's printed on every cell- but Alucard's overlapping that with something else; he's not quite sure what, and despite having every reason not to be, he's willing.]
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He has to pause at Alucard's whine. So wanting, yet he holds himself back to ensure he has Anderson's full consent. It prompts a swell of affection, surprising in its potency, and he laughs softly at himself, shaking his head. Feeling such things for his nemesis- what an absurdity, but he doesn't try to fight it back.
As Anderson speaks, his thumb brushes over Alucard's knuckles, affectionate. His voice is still hoarse, but moderately less so now that he's recovered some control over his laboured breathing.]
Call me a fool, but I want you to. [He swallows, licks his lips.] Just mind the teeth.
[They're not quite at the point of biting, yet. But this is still a significant submission, for a man like Anderson. To voluntarily feed a vampire opposes everything he is, everything he's been taught. It's printed on every cell- but Alucard's overlapping that with something else; he's not quite sure what, and despite having every reason not to be, he's willing.]