[It is nice, and Alucard will hear that sentiment in the faint hum Anderson emits as Alucard's hands drift into his hair. It's always pleasant, having ones hair stroked.]
Spooning. Sounds like there's options. [Or you know, two... but there are a lot of spoon types and sizes out there and frankly two is just unimaginative.
He's quick to become drowsy once lying down, so the kiss he returns is a rather sloppy slide of his lips, and the tip of his nose bumps against Alucard's throat on his way back down to Alucard's chest. It's a little warmer after bathing in borderline-scorching water. He's retained enough of the heat for Anderson to find it comfortable.]
Mhmm.
[No desire to argue there. It doesn't take long: perhaps six or so minutes, then his breathing evens out and he's out.]
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Spooning. Sounds like there's options. [Or you know, two... but there are a lot of spoon types and sizes out there and frankly two is just unimaginative.
He's quick to become drowsy once lying down, so the kiss he returns is a rather sloppy slide of his lips, and the tip of his nose bumps against Alucard's throat on his way back down to Alucard's chest. It's a little warmer after bathing in borderline-scorching water. He's retained enough of the heat for Anderson to find it comfortable.]
Mhmm.
[No desire to argue there. It doesn't take long: perhaps six or so minutes, then his breathing evens out and he's out.]