[He checks his balance, making sure he's steady on his feet even despite the wet tile, ready to brace and hold Alucard if he needs to. One hand of his is occupied with rocking in and out of him; the other shifts from Alucard's hip to the underside of his thigh, trying to guide him into lifting his leg to wrap around him. It'll open him up; it'll get them closer, and also give him a better angle to work.
Plus, it's just kind of hot.
And, he reminds himself, Alucard isn't wholly human. His needs are different, but his body is different, too. He heals on his own, and his pain tolerance is astronomically higher than a human's. He let himself be punched through the gut, for fuck's sake, as a tactical strategy; a little rough play isn't going to irreparably hurt him.
So he skips two fingers and goes right to three, twisting his wrist to make them fit at first, and driving into him almost immediately once they're in, not leaving much time to adjust or catch his breath along the way.]
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[He checks his balance, making sure he's steady on his feet even despite the wet tile, ready to brace and hold Alucard if he needs to. One hand of his is occupied with rocking in and out of him; the other shifts from Alucard's hip to the underside of his thigh, trying to guide him into lifting his leg to wrap around him. It'll open him up; it'll get them closer, and also give him a better angle to work.
Plus, it's just kind of hot.
And, he reminds himself, Alucard isn't wholly human. His needs are different, but his body is different, too. He heals on his own, and his pain tolerance is astronomically higher than a human's. He let himself be punched through the gut, for fuck's sake, as a tactical strategy; a little rough play isn't going to irreparably hurt him.
So he skips two fingers and goes right to three, twisting his wrist to make them fit at first, and driving into him almost immediately once they're in, not leaving much time to adjust or catch his breath along the way.]