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The inn room was cramped, to say the least. Yes, there were two beds, but there was barely enough space between them to walk. To make matters worse, Sypha had explicitly banned Trevor from drinking that evening, and had taken their other room for herself, so now Trevor was stuck in a poky room, completely sober and close enough to be able to hear every movement of the vampire (sorry, dhampir) in the bed beside his.

Which wouldn’t really be all that bad if it weren’t for the persistent moaning audible from the room next to theirs.

He turned to his other side to face Alucard’s side of the room. In the dim light, he could see Alucard laying on his back, facing the ceiling and wide awake. The noise was obviously as disruptive to his sleep as it was for Trevor’s.

Alucard turned his head, his golden eyes meeting Trevor’s. As they made eye contact, their overly enthusiastic next-door neighbour made an exaggerated sound that made Trevor snort.

“Bet she’s faking it?” Trevor asked, grinning at the thought of some poor chump falling for the ridiculous performance they were overhearing.

“Well I’m sure you would be familiar with a woman faking her enjoyment, Belmont,” Alucard smirked. Bastard.

Trevor simply couldn’t let this slander slide. “Hey, I’ll have you know that I have never left a lover unsatisfied.”

“Really, Belmont? Never in your life? You seem the type for half-assed drunken fumbles.”

Trevor knew that the dhampir was taunting him, and he wanted to defend himself, but Alucard cut in again.

“I mean truly, with how wasted you get it’s a miracle you can walk in a straight line, let alone give someone an orgasm,” Alucard laughed.

“Is that a challenge, Alucard?”

“I don’t know, Belmont. Would you like it to be?”

It felt like Alucard’s golden eyes were staring into his soul. Was he being serious, or was this just part of some bigger joke at Trevor’s expense?

Trevor slowly got up from his bed, quickly crossing the short distance to Alucard’s bed and climbing onto it, straddling the dhampir as Alucard lay back. He spent a moment just… inspecting, for a lack of a better word. Alucard’s long blond hair was spread out on the sheet, the cheap inn having not provided pillows. His pale skin was almost glowing in the dim light of the single candle in the room. He was shirtless, as was Trevor, and his torso was toned and hairless, bisected by the thick scar given to him by his father. His golden eyes were looking at Trevor intently, waiting for Trevor to make a move.

Finally, Trevor leaned down and kissed the dhampir, gentle and chaste at first, but quickly becoming more heated at Alucard’s insistence.

Trevor felt a sharp prick against his lower lip. He pulled back to see a sheepish-looking Alucard licking his bloodstained lips.

“Careful,” Trevor warned.

Alucard surged up to meet Trevor’s lips again, sucking gently at the broken skin and letting out a soft moan at the taste. In response, Trevor let his hands roam around the blond’s torso, making Alucard squirm further as he grazed his nipple. Noting the reaction, he stopped to rub at one of Alucard’s nipples with one hand, the other remaining on Alucard’s jaw as the two continued to kiss.

He was obviously taking too long for the dhampir, as Alucard moaned. “Ah, fuck, Belmont. Get on with it!”

“Impatient, Alucard?” Trevor chuckled.

“Fuck me or fuck off, Belmont,” Alucard said, venom seeping into his voice.

“Fine, fine.” Trevor complied and tugged at Alucard’s waistband, who lifted his hips as Trevor pulled his underwear down, taking off the offending garment as well as his own and throwing them haphazardly and settling between Alucard’s now spread thighs. Alucard, whose eyes hadn’t left Trevor the whole time, reached up to touch him, but Trevor pushed his hands up above his head, pinning Alucard against the bed.

“Think you can keep your hands there?” Trevor questioned, a grin forming on his face.

Alucard didn’t give a verbal response, instead letting out an annoyed-sounding whine. He squirmed, bucking his hips in an attempt to get any sort of friction, and his pale torso was overtaken with a light flush.

Trevor leaned down, kissing Alucard on the lips one last time before continuing down his neck, kissing and gently sucking marks along his collarbones, though he knew they would fade quickly. Alucard moaned and tried to grind up against Trevor’s abdomen, causing Trevor to stop and hold the dhampir’s hips down against the bed.

“Be. Patient.” Trevor spoke into Alucard’s ear before continuing his ministrations, sucking and licking at Alucard’s collarbones before moving further downwards, revisiting his nipples. He took one into his mouth, licking and sucking at it before gently biting down, causing Alucard to let out another high pitched moan.

“If you don’t touch my cock right now, I will kill you, Belmont,” he threatened.

Trevor finally obliged, thinking that he shouldn’t torture the dhampir much longer. He travelled further downwards, pressing kisses to Alucard’s chest and stomach before stopping at his navel. The dhampir squirmed as Trevor’s warm breath ghosted over his cock, teasing Alucard with what was to come.

After deciding that he had teased Alucard enough, Trevor enveloped the man’s cock in his mouth, causing him to descend into incomprehensible moans and whines. It was cold, at least colder than any human would be, but Trevor didn’t let that deter him as he bobbed his head up and down the shaft, using one hand to compensate for what he couldn’t easily take.

As he worked, Trevor spread Alucard’s thighs further before using his other hand to fondle the dhampir’s balls, eventually moving lower to press his fingers against his hole. The pressure made Alucard’s hips jolt, causing Trevor to briefly choke around his cock before recovering and continuing his ministrations.

Trevor didn’t press his fingers further, only continuing to tease Alucard as he sucked his cock, much to the dhampir’s dismay, it seemed. Alucard whined, shifting his hips slightly. It was clear what he wanted, but Trevor wasn’t going to give it to him until he was begging.

“Fuck, Belmont!” Alucard groaned, thrusting up again and causing Trevor to pull off and look up at him. Alucard looked absolutely wrecked, his cheeks pink and his eyes shining.

“Was there something you were wanting?” Trevor asked, trying to suppress the shit-eating grin spreading across his face.

Alucard closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “You are an infuriating man, Belmont.”

“Come on, vampire, tell me what you want.” Trevor looked at him and traced his fingers along Alucard’s hip bone and back down to the base of his cock.

“I want you to finger me, Belmont.” Alucard said, his eyes still closed.

“You can look at me while you say it, can’t you?”

Alucard groaned, letting those golden eyes lock against Trevor’s.

“I want you to fuck me with your fingers, Belmont, and then I want your cock.” He said, his voice strained and his face reddening more.

Trevor lifted a hand to Alucard’s mouth, pressing two fingers to his lips.

“Get them wet for me, will you?”

Alucard sucked the fingers into his mouth obediently, running his tongue along them and coating them with saliva. Fuck. Trevor was regretting not letting Alucard suck his cock.

Maybe next time he can, a traitorous voice in his mind suggested. Ha. As if that would happen. Trevor could hardly believe this was happening at all, let alone that it could become some sort of regular thing.

Trevor pulled his fingers out with a pop, unable to keep his eyes off Alucard’s lips, now red and shiny with spit. Impulsively, he leaned in to gently kiss the dhampir before once again making his way down his torso, pressing the two fingers against his hole. Trevor looked to Alucard’s face, trying to get some sort of permission, to which Alucard gave a single nod. He pushed one of the slicked fingers into Alucard’s hole, revelling in the warmth compared to the rest of the dhampir’s body.

“Oh, fuck.” Alucard moaned. As Trevor moved the finger, Alucard’s breathing became heavier, letting out a loud moan as Trevor hit his prostate. Trevor continued to stimulate him, and once Alucard had gotten used to one finger, Trevor added the second, causing the dhampir to whine.

Seemingly desperate for any more stimulation, Alucard lowered one hand from above his head and reached towards his cock. Trevor caught his wrist with his free hand before pulling the fingers of his other hand out and getting up to straddle the dhampir’s pale thighs. He placed Alucard’s hand back above his head, taking the moment to assess him. His golden eyes were wet and his face was flushed a beautiful shade of pink. He looked absolutely wrecked, and it was stunning.

Fucking stop this. You can’t be thinking all these mushy romantic things about him. It’s just one shag.

Composing himself, Trevor grinned wickedly, saying “You wanted me to get you off tonight, didn’t you?”

He paused, waiting for Alucard to respond.

After a moment, Trevor prodded. “You know it’s polite to reply when someone’s speaking to you.”

Alucard blinked, still looking dazed. “Yes, fuck, yes I want you to.”

“You have to ask for what you want. Understand?”

Alucard nodded and said “I need you to fuck me, Belmont. Please.”

Trevor decided to comply, reasoning that he couldn’t drag this out for too long or the dhampir might just kick him out of his bed. He got between Alucard’s thighs and lifted his long legs up to his shoulders, positioning himself and rubbing the head of his dick against Alucard’s stretched entrance.

He slowly pushed in, a soft noise coming from Alucard as Trevor’s cock became enveloped in the warm, tight heat. Once he was all the way in, Trevor waited for a moment to see the dhampir’s reaction.

Alucard’s eyes were screwed shut, though he didn’t look to be experiencing any discomfort (the vampirism would probably have helped that). He moved his hips minutely against Trevor’s, eventually whining “Please, Belmont, fuck me.”

A thrill ran through Trevor at hearing Alucard beg again. He reached down to Alucard’s face, cupping his cheek.

“Can you open your eyes for me?” he asked.

He was met with those gorgeous golden eyes once more, though now they were watering slightly. Alucard was silent, blinking up at Trevor like he was the centre of his universe. He looked like an angel. Trevor was absolutely fucked.

Satisfied with Alucard’s compliance, Trevor began moving, watching as Alucard struggled to keep his eyes open as he let out soft moans at the pleasure.

It was like heaven.

Trevor slowed down, gazing at the dhampir. He wanted to be closer to him, wanted to wrap his arms around Alucard and kiss him and… Trevor was far too gone on this man, he was in too deep considering they were going to fight Dracula and one or both of them could die and Alucard didn’t even feel the same and–

“Harder, Belmont! I can take it!” Alucard groaned, clearly frustrated with Trevor’s gentleness.

Trevor snapped out of his romantic daze to respond “Can you now?” before setting a relentless pace, thrusting into Alucard hard and fast as Alucard gasped and moaned. Despite having completely lost his composure, Alucard was still able to work a hand between his legs in an attempt to match Trevor’s thrusts. Trevor allowed it, too far gone to reprimand him for moving his hand from the bed.

It wasn’t long at all until Alucard let out a loud, choked-off moan as he came over his fist, collapsing into the sheets and making little high-pitched whining noises as Trevor continued to fuck him through the aftershocks. Trevor pounded into him before Alucard clenching around his cock one last time sent Trevor tumbling over the edge, burying himself in Alucard’s warmth as he came.

Trevor collapsed onto Alucard’s sweaty chest (how could someone be so cold to the touch and yet be sweating?) as he tried to catch his breath. He felt the dhampir run his fingers through his hair, and let himself relax into the touch.

After a few minutes of silence, Alucard spoke up.

“Well, Belmont, it seems I shouldn’t have doubted you.”

Trevor lifted his head to face him. “No, you shouldn’t have. I told you I’m fantastic in bed.”

He shifted to pull out, and Alucard let out a soft noise as he did. Trevor moved to get up, get back to his own bed where he could try to forget this all happened, but Alucard wrapped his arms around him and mumbled “Stay. Please.”

“Oh, so you like me that much, do you?” Trevor chuckled softly, trying to come across as more confident than he actually felt. “We do need to clean up, though.”

Alucard released his grip on Trevor, letting him fetch the pitcher of water and cloth on a small stool near the door.

After the two had wiped themselves down, Alucard again brought Trevor into his arms, with Trevor’s face pressed into his shoulder. He was half expecting Alucard to want to talk about it, but he just spread the blanket over the pair and relaxed his hold as he settled down to sleep.

Trevor didn’t know what to think. Alucard, who he wasn’t really that close with, was now cuddling him. He had no idea where this would leave them. The only thing he knew was that this experience wasn’t something the two of them could just ignore.

Sypha was absolutely going to kill him.