middaeg | [closed] if i should die before i wake

Who: Trevor Belmont and his Bonded
When: around the full moon
Where: His shared home
What: Trevor finally becomes a full vampire
Warnings: Character death, blood drinking, swearing, Trevor being Trevor

now i lay me down to sleep

[ When he felt it happen, he made sure he was at home. Well, "home" within this world. Where both Alucard and Sypha were, as he didn't wish to die alone. Funny that. Considering he'd spent a great deal of his life not really giving a shit what other people thought of him or coming to think he even needed anyone to begin with. But now all of a sudden? Now all of a sudden he didn't want to be alone and that's why he had been staying around the house more. Also he just... was too weak to do much else other than lay about in bed, on the couch, or slump himself over the window to enjoy the damp cool air.

He was going to only ever get to feel the night air soon.

He'd made sure to alert Berserker to what was happening when he felt a significant change within himself. As if his body was finally giving up, finally so tired from trying to fight off what it knew was coming the moment he first bared his fangs at Alucard months ago.

Death. He was finally dying.

When he does finally die, it's a little more peaceful than he ever thought his death would be. Really, he was sure he'd die by the hand of a night creature or some asshole from Hell. MAYBE some drunken jerk a long way down the line of his life. But to go like this, in his bed with his Bonded near... well, shit. Helluva lot more worse ways to go, isn't there?

He just feels... tired, when he goes. As if keeping his eyes open is the most difficult thing he's ever done in his life and it's with a smile on his face and a breathless fuck you to this world, that he finally just... goes, a hiccup or snap of pain within his bonds cementing it. Trevor Belmont. House of Belmont. Last of the Belmonts. Has finally been laid to rest. ]

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[ When his one hand is freed, he rolls his wrist around a little bit. It's not that he had been in any pain or anything. But it had certainly grown a bit uncomfortable with all the thrashing about and just plain keeping his wrists latched down. So he appreciates having the freedom for one.

Her question, however, gets him to smile a bit. ]

No. [ and without missing a beat ] Just kiss you.

That sounds like something a vampire would say.

[She leans over, feigning suspicion, right up till the moment where she presses her lips to his. Her hand's still ready to, y'know, blow him to hell and back...but not right this sec.

She wants this too.]

[ When her lips brush over his and take from them the very kiss which he himself had wanted, he finds himself wanting to touch her but doesn't. Instead, he lays there against the bed, letting her lips move against his as he drinks up everything that she gives to him in this moment that he thought he might never have again. To have possibly lost himself to the vampire within and all its feral needs and desires. To have been brought back from that? To have managed to found his way back to himself and to her, to Alucard... he cherishes it. Just as he cherishes her. ]

[Sypha has no difficulty drinking in the kiss, returning it with all the affection she has. She cherishes this as well. It's nice, having partners to work with, companions you can count on, and just generally knowing she's cared for. It's a bond they've all formed...a bond so strong that not even death can break it]

[ He lets himself indulge in that kiss with her for just a little longer, wanting to make it last when he knows he might have never had a moment like this again, before he ultimately lets it die on his lips and he smiles against her own. A gentle nosing given to her. ]

Think I'm all cured now.

[She bumps noses back at him, moving her hand over to undo the strap at his other wrist.]

I think so too. I certainly don't see any more danger coming from you, if you're this close to me and focused on something other than my neck.

[Not that she'd say no if he was more in control over himself. Right now, she'll stick to no holes in her neck, but later? Maybe.]

[ That's certainly a conversation needed to be had?? Since he only currently has the one blood donor.

But as both wrists come to be undone, he slowly sits himself up in this vibrant and colourful world he now resides within... and reaches to gently take Sypha's face between his hands, kissing her a little more tenderly then. ]

Sorry. [ A mumble against her lips. ] Just... didn't think I'd be able to do that again.

[Sypha laughs when he pulls away, nuzzling him a bit.]

It's alright.

[She kisses him again, slow and sweet, and moves her hand down to start undoing his leg cuffs.]

I'm glad you did.

[ He's patient as he waits for her to unlock his feet as well, hands laid flat against the bed as blue eyes slowly blink while watching her go about her task. ]

Alucard and I... talked a bit.