middaeg | [closed] winter pool time

[ They didn't really resolve anything the last time, did they? So it's no wonder this comes back up. ]

If you go and do that, then you'll be without a bond yourself and explode or something.

[At least the wording gets a fragile, tired laugh out of the dhampir.]

Probably not explode.

[ Well SOMETHING will happen?? Either way, Trevor just SIGHS and waves a hand as he turns around. ]

Look, just... forget I ever said anything, ok? I don't want to un-bond with you or whatever. So stop acting all sulky abou-

[ But before he can finish his sentence there, he realizes that he's wandered off closer towards the pool without realizing it... and inadvertently glanced within the water. What he sees? Himself, obviously. But through the gentle ripples are Sypha with her head on his one shoulder... and Alucard with his head on the other. Trevor... instantly FREEZES when he sees this. ]

No- shit!

[ And there goes his footing in an attempt to get the fuck away.

Going to fall right on in that pool. ]

I appreciate the clarification. And I'm being genuine when I say that.

[The dhampir has just enough self awareness to know that he can come off as snarky when he doesn't mean to. He's about to say let's just go find Sypha when Trevor's proximity to the pool registers in his head. They weren't moving that much were they?

Trevor's movement means that what Alucard does see is a fleeting thing. He presumes it's still his own image, not Trevor's, and then the Belmont goes right the fuck into the water.

Alucard groans, taking the satchel off and placing it aside before he starts to wade in after Trevor. The depth of the pool is hardly obvious.]

[ Well that's lovely. Now he's swimming in a goddamn pool of desire or whatever. Do you know how WEIRD that sounds?? ]

Fuck.

[ He spits that out with the water he managed to swallow as he comes to straighten up some, cloak wrapped around him because HE'S WET and it's tangling around his legs which he tries to kick in an attempt to free himself. ]

This is one of the last things I needed.

Well good news: we're traveling with someone who plays with fire on a regular basis.

[Alucard sploshes over to Trevor, and offers him a hand up.]

Come on.

[ Spitting some water in Alucard's direction (because he can??), he looks up to take that hand but comes to pause then as he gives a curious look. ]

You didn't... see anything that I saw, did you?

[Thanks Trevor. That's his chest. You just got water on his tiddies.]

No, I don't believe so.

[Alucard grumbles, wiggling his fingers. Trevor's letting him hang.]

I can probably untangle all that fabric if you'll let me.

[ Alucard entering his own wet t-shirt contest here. But, taking the hand, he goes to pull himself up. ]

Well.. good. There wasn't anything there anyways.

[ SEEMS FAKE but. ]

Maybe it doesn't work if there's two people looking at it.

[Sypha's gonna have to judge.

When Trevor's on his feet, Alucard crouches down. The cloak is, indeed, a nightmare of fabric that's just wrapped up all around. Alucard's fingers search to find something, brushing over Trevor's lower leg and ankle once or twice. After a moment or two, he finally finds the end of the garment, and-- there. He latches on with one hand, and spreads out all the fabric from there.

His legs are free. Alucard nods in quiet satisfaction, then slowly rises again.]

[ The entire time Alucard helps with the great untangling of Trevor Belmont, he stands there. Quiet. Cheeks slightly flushed and just.. staring ahead. The brush to his leg and ankle are... nothing. Nothing at all. And when Alucard comes to stand, he leans back a little and looks away. ]

Thanks.

[ That's said... all too quickly and so he clears his throat. ]

Thanks, I mean.

...Are you alright?

[Alucard frowns a little, because he's heard weird tones out of Trevor before but this is new.]

[ Tones? What tones? Does he have TONES? He's never noticed those before, ok? But here's Alucard. Standing there. Soaking wet kinda. Staring at him with his... sulky stupid staring face and just... asking if he's alright. And he touched his ankle. And his hand earlier. And his knuckles, too. But that's just... whatever. Or something.

Wow, are these waters hot in this pool or is it just him because... yikes he feels warm all of a sudden and that is SO not good for a vampire since, hello, pale complexion and all. But he thinks back to that "argument" they had regarding bonds and pretending and how it seems to still bother Alucard and Alucard seemed to be acting WEIRD or QUIET about his having a third bond coming in and it's just... god, why is he so fucking annoying at times? ]

Yes..?

[ He finds himself saying, as if dazed and... fuck if he knows whether or not this is right but he kisses the blond then. Just like that. With soggy hair dripping down his face. ]

You're su--

[The question is cut off by Trevor's lips against his.

Alucard's still for a moment, processing all the layers involved. First, he's kissing the last son of the family that tried to murder his father for centuries. Then there's the part where Trevor definitely saw him commit patricide. And the part of Alucard that wants to do this with Sypha as well as Trevor. (He must have seen the image and was lying about it? Probably?)

The layers end with a far more basic fact: Alucard's never been kissed before. Courtship was never a thing he pursued while his parents were alive. This wet, soggy moment is his first kiss and perhaps it's just as well.

His hands move, resting on Trevor's hips. Unsure of how to kiss well, he mirrors back what Trevor is doing for the moment.]

[ For the record, he is NOT a virgin and he still has no idea what the fuck he's doing, Godspeed here, Alucard. But, well... he hasn't been clocked in the face?? So that's... good. Is it supposed to be good? What the fuck is he even doing? This just HAPPENED didn't it?? That somehow seems to be a running thing for Trevor in his life. Things just HAPPENING SOMEHOW.

But when he feels Alucard's hands on his hips, a sort of thrill shoots up in him and he wonders if the blond can feel it through the Bond. But that's not what has him suddenly break the kiss then. It's the pull he suddenly feels. This desire to fall into the blond more and more and fuck, he wants his blood, he can almost FEEL IT running through the blond's veins. So he pulls back then, heart beating wild in his chest as he stands there, catching his breath and just... stares off to the side then. ]

I... sorry.

[Trevor, for god's sake.

Alucard's well aware of that thrilled feeling. His own is far more unsure, not because he doesn't want this but because this is so fragile. They've been psuedo-fighting, this could still fall part because they're both prickly shits, and...

...Trevor pulls away, and Alucard's hands are no longer on Trevor's hips.]

Maybe we should get out of the water?

Yeah.

[ That's... a very good idea. Since they're in water. A pool of water. A POOL OF DESIRE. Maybe that's what this is?? Who knows but, rubbing a hand along the side of his neck and muttering what the fuck to himself over in his head, he wades through the water then and moves to get himself out. ]

I'm... all wet.

[ As if that wasn't obvious. ]

Yes, yes you are.

[Alucard's just going to. Say nothing else and just carefully get out of the pool.]

We're going to have to tell Sypha.

Tell her... what?

[ Uh???? ]

[TREVOR.]

What do you think?!

[Exasperated at the Belmont? That's back to normal.]

[ HE'S NOT SURE??? ]

That I... fell in the pool?

The kissing part!

What? Why?!

Because she'll find out somehow, so it's better to be honest?

[ Everything is going TOO FAST?? ]

It's... just a kiss? I don't even know why I did it. Pool of desire and all.

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