goneforawalk: (don't you know every little thing)
alucard. ([personal profile] goneforawalk) wrote2019-01-18 05:49 pm

duplicity inbox.



AUDIO→VIDEO→TEXT→ACTION
saintguillotine: (For I am gentle and humble in heart)

[personal profile] saintguillotine 2019-06-14 06:09 am (UTC)(link)
Nor do we, entirely, so we can't expect much of them.

[A description for their dynamic doesn't immediately come to mind, beyond 'complicated'. He couldn't say what exactly he feels for Alucard either, but this is all new territory for him, so that's to be expected. Want is obviously a component though, and quite a prominent one.

All the little things Alucard does draws sound: low guttural ones, hums, sighs, and Anderson doesn't seem to be making any effort to quiet himself at the moment.]


Mmm, a witch? Seems a little foolish to be making deals with witches you don't even know the name of.

[But he speaks in the manner of one accustomed to this sort of decision making.

Falling momentarily silent, he glances down between them, biting his lip as he strokes slowly at Alucard's arousal. That's- quite a sight, his fingers coiled around another man's cock- on Alucard's, and he can't pretend he doesn't like it, since Alucard will be able to feel his appreciation.]
saintguillotine: (Always fickle hearts)

[personal profile] saintguillotine 2019-06-14 06:57 am (UTC)(link)
[They really could- they're just stumbling along, at the moment, guided by instinct and the aforementioned want. But it's working, clearly, so they're in no dire need of answers at current.

He snorts at the comment.]


Not with the right magic.

[Arrogance got him sealed in the first place. It pays to be cautious, particularly around witches; they aren't beings associated with candidacy for good reason.

But he's swiftly distracted by the huff, the encouragement, the grip, the drag of Alucard's lips- it's all a little dizzying, and he closes his eyes, taking a few unsteady breaths before continuing as instructed. He still watches them, still curiously touches his fingers here and there - over veins and the frenulum and slit - to see what is appreciated and what isn't. His free arm coils over Alucard's shoulder, hand idling in his hair.]