once the others arm was draped over alucard’s body, he slides himself further beneath the belmont. hands snake around the mans neck, leaning back to smile back at him, and at the stupid smirk that he kept on his face. “ -- right. don’t let it get to your head. ” though it may already be too late. “ you know, it’s the least you could do. ” he pauses, leaning himself up to gently press his lips against trevor’s. “ we don’t have to get up yet, do we? ” || @bcllmcnt cont.















