Probably for the best. It'll be another three months before we progress beyond this.

[He's joking, mostly; it probably won't take another three. He's getting more comfortable with intimacy. It might be another month or two for- well, he's not sure, since he hasn't really thought about what comes after reciprocation of this kind, but he's loosening up as time moves on. It's hard to do with his vows, with his obligations to God, but he has to cede a little here and there simply to live in this place.

He hums appreciatively as Alucard applies some gentle touches.]

You know, this feels like an abject failure of my mission. [He strokes again, a little quicker this time, sliding his fingers over the leathery head of Alucard's cock to see how he'll respond to some light pressure there.] Well, I think that every time something of this nature happens, but it's always more prominent with you. For obvious reasons.

[Licking his lips, he leans his face into Alucard's shoulder, head tilted just enough to continue observing Alucard's reactions.]

It would probably be beneficial if I started thinking less. Very hard to do, though.