Sometimes I think someone else is going to figure it out before we do. We could probably use the help.

[ they're both absolutely hopeless, really. but 'complicated' works, as does want being an obvious component--want for fight, want for want's sake. alucard is still unused to having his actual wants addressed, but it's--nice, to have that happen now.

the sounds anderson makes are nice too, and he nips again, a little harder, emboldened, but it's clear he's still metering himself so as to not break skin. cautious, even now. ]

Do you think I couldn't beat a witch at full power?

[ he's dracula, babey. but as the silence falls between them his eyes lid and he huffs out a sound, a pleasant one, an encouraging one, and he squeezes at the base of anderson's cock before beginning to mirror the pace he's setting with his hand, pointedly. his head tips forward a bit so that he can watch between them too and he swallows, and--honestly, he can't help that it arouses him more, that he tips closer and drags his lips along the line of his jaw. ]

Keep going.

[ it's not an admonishment in the least: an idle thing, not so much praise as encouragement, solid evidence that he likes what anderson is doing. ]