[closed] winter pool time

[cryptsleeper]

Who: Alucard, Sypha, and Trevor
When: Early in the month
Where: The Pool of Desire and the route there and back
What: Quest
Warnings: Added as appropriate



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[strongspirited]

[Well that gets her attention. Sypha stiffens, her face going red.]

You what?

[cryptsleeper]

Please don't make me say it again, it makes the argument far worse.

[Alucard's very much just not looking at Sypha now. Eyes closed, just standing in his own shame.]

[strongspirited]

And you...did plan on telling me you had those kind of feelings for him, didn't you?

[Just kiss her, Alucard. That is the only way she'll stop teasing you.]

[cryptsleeper]

Well the pool did most of the work--! And then he didn't want to tell you, even though I pointed out that it was only fair and that you would find out anyway. [Guess what was part of the argument.

Also guess who isn't getting the hint.]

[strongspirited]

[They really are so, so, fucking stupid.

So, Sypha pops up on her toes and presses a kiss against Alucard's cheek. Quick, but warm, with a flick of her eyes back towards the pool for a bit of emphasis as she pulls away.

Take. The. Hint.]

[cryptsleeper]

[They are the absolute stupidest Sypha. Think about this before you commit.

The brush of warm breath against his cheek does snap Alucard out of his own stupid mind. He has a horrible skill at drowning in his own thoughts. His eyes flicker open and--

--he gets it. Nothing about him is sure of the shape this will take, but he does lean in.

Kissing isn't a skill Alucard has. Trevor was his first kiss because it wasn't like dating was a priority before everything happened. So when he puts his lips to Sypha's, it is with a terrible nervousness. The pressure is light, wanting her to take lead. Or to at least laugh at him for nerves. Either will cut the internal tension.]

[strongspirited]

[The thing is, this is Sypha is secretly just as bad. This is probably not her first kiss, that honor belonged to a young Speaker lad, when she was younger, but it wasn't a common experience for her.

She did have enough awareness to tell that he was nervous, and so she pressed in close, willingly taking the lead. Her mouth opened slightly, a wordless and breathy gasp against his lips, her arms wrapping tightly around him as she just...closes her eyes and savors the moment.]

[cryptsleeper]

[Lord help them Trevor likely has more experience.

Alucard's relieved that she takes it all in stride. Sypha's so warm against him, he may as well be sitting close to a fireplace and absorbing the warmth from the hearth. The arms around him are the best part though.

He squeezes her back softly, opening his mouth against hers. This part? He isn't sure about. Beyond the newness, there's the part where he still has fangs.]

[strongspirited]

[This part, she's here to help him navigate. Sort of. She doesn't actually deepen the kiss any further. It's just nice to feel his lips against her own, the warmth of his breath against her, and the faint, telltale beating of their hearts in the silence.

A kiss can't last forever, and she's not willing to risk the fangs, so she does pull back, breathlessly smiling up at him with her incredibly blue eyes.]

...Now that was nice.

[cryptsleeper]

[When Sypha pulls away, Alucard isn't sure what to expect. She isn't Trevor. So it won't be a disaster.

Still, his shoulders un-tense with his words.]

It was. [Alucard's aware of how hard his heart is pounding.]

Am I permitted a second?

[strongspirited]

[Alucard...

Sypha pops back up, pecks him quickly on the lips, and settles back down with a grin.]

And a third.

[cryptsleeper]

You know what I meant.

[He wants to huff, but he can't. Instead Alucard chases after Sypha, taking another kiss and trying to hold it for longer than the first.]

[strongspirited]

[As if she's going to fight that. She grins into the kiss, catching him a full embrace and just letting it ride, totally content to keep this up until one (or both) of them run out of breath.

Who is she to deny her impulses? Or to deny him any affection he might want.]