[ alucard returns the kiss fervently, hungrily, passing blood to her and running his tongue along the points of her fangs. he lets out a rough, garbled moan into her mouth as he fingers dig into his throat and tear--he wants to tell her take the whole thing off, just lop off his head, but he can't. he can't do anything but let her do as she pleases with him.
when he feels her touch on his heart he shudders. he feels exposed, almost, for once, vulnerable, and it feels good.
the way she pulls back rips into his lower lip and he looks up at her, running his tongue over the wounds and grinning. he's not ready to stop, and it looks like she isn't either.
he does manage to make a sound though, something wet and almost keening, definitely wanting. his hand snakes around to her front, palm flat against her stomach before his nails tip down slightly. encouraging. he arches up against her, flayed open and still coming back for more. ]
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when he feels her touch on his heart he shudders. he feels exposed, almost, for once, vulnerable, and it feels good.
the way she pulls back rips into his lower lip and he looks up at her, running his tongue over the wounds and grinning. he's not ready to stop, and it looks like she isn't either.
he does manage to make a sound though, something wet and almost keening, definitely wanting. his hand snakes around to her front, palm flat against her stomach before his nails tip down slightly. encouraging. he arches up against her, flayed open and still coming back for more. ]