[Alucard already knows that Alfred doesn't really have a list of "Supernatural Creatures I'd Like to Fuck." He's honestly never seen or treated Alucard as some Elderich horror, even when he's been a bit cloudy with a few too many eyes. Alucard is Alucard. He's a friend. His best friend and he adores the man.
It's just natural for him to sate his curiousity and also donate some blood to what he sees as a worthy cause.
He wonders if Alucard can taste it. His deep fond regard. Rediculous. He probably just tastes like every other human. Still, that's enough. And honestly, those fangs hadn't even hurt. He's hurt himself worse. There's no pain. There's just the spike of arousal.
His hand goes up and into Alucard's hair to hold him gently. Fondly stroking, encouraging him.]
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It's just natural for him to sate his curiousity and also donate some blood to what he sees as a worthy cause.
He wonders if Alucard can taste it. His deep fond regard. Rediculous. He probably just tastes like every other human. Still, that's enough. And honestly, those fangs hadn't even hurt. He's hurt himself worse. There's no pain. There's just the spike of arousal.
His hand goes up and into Alucard's hair to hold him gently. Fondly stroking, encouraging him.]