[ it's good that one of them is picky about it, since alucard is desperate for it to the point that he can't help himself. it's better like this though, in these situations, and he's coming to learn that he doesn't have to accept it from anywhere. which is progress, somehow.
the touch of lips to his fingers, the bites after--he shivers slightly, and by the time anderson pulls him in there's no space left to close: he's pressed flush against his back, urged as close as he possibly can, one hand lifting to coil fingers in his hair and tips his head aside so that he can press his lips to the side of his neck, beneath his ear, teeth barely catching his earlobe before he sucks with purpose at his pulse point, for a mark that will never linger but be satisfying nonetheless.
when anderson speaks he chuckles, dropping his chin to his shoulder and letting out a low hum. ]
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the touch of lips to his fingers, the bites after--he shivers slightly, and by the time anderson pulls him in there's no space left to close: he's pressed flush against his back, urged as close as he possibly can, one hand lifting to coil fingers in his hair and tips his head aside so that he can press his lips to the side of his neck, beneath his ear, teeth barely catching his earlobe before he sucks with purpose at his pulse point, for a mark that will never linger but be satisfying nonetheless.
when anderson speaks he chuckles, dropping his chin to his shoulder and letting out a low hum. ]
I'd say so, yes.