Who: Trevor Belmont and whoever
When: second half of the month
Where: all over
What: slashing pumpkins quest and shitty jack o lantern deliveries
Warnings: swearing, Trevor being Trevor, more tbd
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[ Fingers are careful in the way they fasten the towel around the faun's wrist and those red eyes speckled with bits of blue within them watch Hector's face as he lets the pads of those pale fingers caress against the warmth of his arm. Even gives a slightly fang-y grin. ]
It's the thought that counts though. [ He means that in regards to the coins. Or... maybe his shitty pumpkin. ] The fact you want to protect me at all is enough. It's... sweet.
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poutscowl widening. He is afluffy sheepDevil Forgemaster! Honestly, the nerve of this vampire.Hector wipes away any linger blood from Trevor's mouth and leans back into the couch. That the motion also presses him closer to Trevor's side is completely beside the point.]
It doesn't have to be just one way. I can protect you from time to time. I don't always have to be receiving.
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You do seem to like being the one receiving though.
[ Oh yes, he is DEFINITELY talking about something else. You know, in case the fact that he's pressing open-mouthed kisses along that warm neck isn't any indication of that. ]
Not that I mind one bit. Just saying.
CW: NSFW talk
[Still grumpy, though the necking is lifting his mood in spite of himself. Hector tilts his head to give Trevor more room to work. He tugs Trevor's healed hands to his lips so he can kiss the scar.
He doesn't mind taking all the 'protection' Trevor provides, but he doesn't want his bonded thinking it always has to be that way. Just like Trevor doesn't always have to drink from him, though he's always welcome to. Hector likes Trevor, all the ways he can get him.
Even when he comes bearing stupid carved squashes.]
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You make it sound like I'm getting fucked every night or something.
[ GOSH, HECTOR. But he lets his bonded take his hand into his own and press those kisses to the scarred flesh within his palm. Honestly, it's looking a lot better and will more than likely be fully healed come tomorrow but... he's not about to say no to the attention?? Yeah. ]
Besides, if you're jealous about size, it's not like you're doing too bad yourself with what you get. Though I'm bigger when I'm... a bat man.
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[Well, not about Trevor's size. He complains plenty about non-sexual topics.]
But, um, that is good to know. I... still want to see it.
[He'd clarify 'not for that reason', except now he's not so sure. He's a faun, he can't help it.]
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Well, there's still another full moon to come.
[ Wink wink nudge nudge?? He's just saying, ok? ]
I could try and see if I can do it.
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[So, um, that's happening. But until it does, he can keep leaning into Trevor and letting him nibble on his neck, for once without fangs involved. It's nice.
He releases Trevor's hand and takes the other one to check it over, just in case. Trevor has good hands, big and callous, and Hector ends up kissing the uninjured palm, too. He doesn't get the chance to dote on Trevor like this when he's getting bitten, so it's overdue.]
Do I need to keep you away from my neck when you're like that?
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Yes?
[ He's a little unsure there but puffs out a sigh before lolling his head to the side as he looks to the faun, blue slowly returning to his eyes and washing out the red. ]
I've never fed when I'm like that. Things just feel... more feral when I'm... a giant bat man. It's why I make sure to feed before the full moons in case I end up turning. I'd rather not be more bloodthirsty than usual like that and attack someone.
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[Maybe. For the first time ever in his life. It'll be fine. Apparently man bats like cuddling. As, it seems, normal-ass vampires do. Hector continues his kisses up Trevor's wrist, over where the pulse would beat if he were a living man. Trevor said he wasn't in a rush, so maybe Hector will just keep him here and make out with him for a bit. That'll make up for almost burning his hand off.]
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A hand coming to smooth down the faun's shoulder, he lets an arm wrap around Hector's waist then, his other draping over the back of the couch. ]
You and Alucard still being assholes to each other?
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[He's unashamed of their petty feud. It's one of the constants in his life here in Aefenglom.]
I don't seek him out, but when we run into each other, it just happens.
[They have a certain chemistry together... completely corrosive.
Yes, Hector's talking shit about your boyfriend, Trevor, but he's trying to make up for it by sliding his hands up and massaging Trevor's biceps as he does it.]
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[ He is absolutely fucking with Hector about that, if the smug grin on his lips isn't enough of a giveaway there. ]
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[Alucard is objectively attractive, but utterly not worth it. That doesn't preclude other possible threeways, though.]
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Oh?
[ A beat and a thoughtful glance up, he looks back to Hector a second or two later. ]
Ciaran? That's who you mean, isn't it. Going on about... big dragon cocks and all.
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[He shrugs, trying to convey that he’s content with just Trevor. This isn’t a necessity, just an option.]
Do you like the idea of sharing me with your dragon?
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[ He tosses the question back at Hector with a lazy grin and, before Hector can really answer that properly, he steals a kiss from those lips that no longer seem to be holding that pout from before. ]
Ciaran has his own... partner. We've met a couple times. But... he and I still... I don't know. Have something. I guess like I do with you.
[ A beat. ]
More than just a budding friendship or someone you fuck every now and then.
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[You’re bonded to a faun now, Trevor, you’ve got to get used to the horniest possible interpretations of any question he asks.]
I meant, would you want me on my knees, taking you from one side and him from the other? Or do you prefer to be in the middle, fucking and getting fucked?
[Hector slides his hand down to Trevor’s thigh. And then pauses.]
...so we’re ‘more than friends’ now?
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Does it... not feel like we are?
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We are. Just like to hear you say it.
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Not really sure how that happened.
[ A beat. ]
I'm actually not sure how I ended up with anyone caring about me. Or me caring about them.
more nsfw talk
[No amount of feelings confessed will ever make Trevor safe from teasing about that.]
nsfw talk oops
It's a little bit more than just your willingness to suck my cock.
[ Leaning in, he presses his forehead against Hector's. ]
But I won't say I don't enjoy when you do.
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His hand reaches to the fastenings of Trevor's pants, ready to unbutton.]
I'm willing to do it whenever you ask. In case you were wondering.
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For the record, you don't really have to ask if you can yourself. I give you absolute permission to think me gone mad if I ever refuse such an offer of your very talented mouth.
[ Because, really, who says no to that when it's your bonded/third partner-but-not-really? ]
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continuous nsfw tbh
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