[Every time they kiss, it feels good. He's memorized every single one, from the unexpected hunger of the antler-influenced one to the urgency of the ones during the last triple moon to this one, and all the others in their varying degrees surrounding them. He doesn't know if that's normal or not, for kisses to stand out so strongly in his memories that way. Maybe it's like that for everyone, and that's just how it's supposed to be. Or maybe it's not, which begs the question of why it's like that for him when it's Alucard specifically.
It's satisfying while it lasts, but when it tapers to its natural end he doesn't feel disappointed, either. There will be others. Alucard is right; they have the whole night ahead of them.
Probably he'll start getting nervous about that sooner or later, but right now he's calm enough, and fine.
Before he draws away, he lets their noses brush lightly, then tucks his face against Alucard's neck and draws in a breath of his scent to check it on his tongue. It's familiar, the way that it was the last time; Alucard's heat must be on its way to ravaging him again, but hopefully it's being mitigated by the fact that he's here. That fiercely protective urge he'd felt the last time isn't nearly as raging, either. Maybe it's calmer because of the month they've had to grow closer and bond since the last time.]
Okay.
[He's still a little reluctant to draw away and break the contact that keeps the reciprocal loop of their moonlacing intact. But he is hungry, and there wouldn't be much point in asking Alucard to take care of him if he's only going to wind up avoiding the help at every turn.
He goes to the place that's been set for him, taking his seat and whispering a faint itadakimasu before starting to eat, filling his stomach with the familiar flavors of home.]
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It's satisfying while it lasts, but when it tapers to its natural end he doesn't feel disappointed, either. There will be others. Alucard is right; they have the whole night ahead of them.
Probably he'll start getting nervous about that sooner or later, but right now he's calm enough, and fine.
Before he draws away, he lets their noses brush lightly, then tucks his face against Alucard's neck and draws in a breath of his scent to check it on his tongue. It's familiar, the way that it was the last time; Alucard's heat must be on its way to ravaging him again, but hopefully it's being mitigated by the fact that he's here. That fiercely protective urge he'd felt the last time isn't nearly as raging, either. Maybe it's calmer because of the month they've had to grow closer and bond since the last time.]
Okay.
[He's still a little reluctant to draw away and break the contact that keeps the reciprocal loop of their moonlacing intact. But he is hungry, and there wouldn't be much point in asking Alucard to take care of him if he's only going to wind up avoiding the help at every turn.
He goes to the place that's been set for him, taking his seat and whispering a faint itadakimasu before starting to eat, filling his stomach with the familiar flavors of home.]
Do you need to...clean up, or anything?