Part Two
Adrian had returned to the room after his swift escape from the suddenly unbearable company of his two traveling companions. He couldn't pinpoint exactly what part made him feel so… he didn't even know the word for it. Awkward? Obtuse? Something along those lines, anyway. He'd felt suddenly like he didn't belong there with Trevor and Sypha playing around, touching each other and him. It was too much. He didn't mind watching them enjoy one another, but he simply could not relax when they turned their focus onto him. He liked the feeling of Sypha's skin touching his, but had no idea how to respond. He hadn't missed the way Trevor watched him either, like he was waiting to see if he would give in to her. He was telling him it was ok without saying anything at all. Just being in that situation was a message in itself. What sort of man would get naked in a hot bath with the woman he slept with and the man he traveled with and allow her to cuddle against them both? Obviously one who was open to something a bit unorthodox, though Adrian hadn't determined what Trevor stood to gain. He already had Sypha's affections.
He had a very strong urge to flee further. He pushed it down because he'd already done that before and it didn't change anything. He always found himself back at their sides, because they three were going to work together to kill Dracula and he didn't think he could do it alone. He'd tried facing his father once already and he had been woefully under prepared for it. He couldn't do it without their help. He pulled off his boots, placing them neatly against the wall, out of the way. He sat on the edge of the bed and ran his hands over the rough sheets, tracing the edges of the quilts, pale gold eyes faraway.
He was skirting around the other reason for always returning to his friends, which was that he wanted to be near them. Adrian was not typically one to deceive himself, there was no point in it. He preferred to be direct and to the point. Well, then he had to come out and say it to himself. He was attracted to Trevor, and to Sypha. Trevor was rough and unrefined, he was harsh, witty, and direct. He was dangerous, skilled with a variety of combat styles, and he smelled really good despite all the hygiene jokes they made at his expense. Sypha was tough, kind, beautiful. She was incredibly perceptive, and could see things in people that Adrian would never have noticed. She was the one who had seen him, it was her who had started to warm up to him, get closer to him. She spent time with him when she sensed he was lonely, times she could have been relaxing in between their travels. Both of them were absolutely fearless and brave in the face of every monster they had encountered, and they both thrived on the adventures of their journey. And they were good at killing things, like Adrian himself was.
If he allowed himself a bit of leeway to consider it, Adrian could almost handle the idea of Sypha or Trevor as more than just comrades. The part he really struggled with was the bigger picture. Why would they want to include him if they already had each other? Were they just curious to try something new? Were they drawn to him because of what he was? He had a hard time imagining Trevor wanting to do anything but kill a vampire. It had taken him weeks to warm up to Adrian when this had all started – he hadn't even been willing to rest with the dhampir nearby in the first weeks. More to the point, what did Adrian himself want? He wasn't foolish enough to envision a relationship with two humans, truthfully he had so little experience to draw from he had a hard time picturing anything specific beyond laying together and maybe kissing. Would they touch him, would they undress him, run their warm hands over his skin, through his hair? He knew he would like that, it sounded lovely, for someone else. For a human, with other humans.
His thoughts were cut short by the door creaking open to allow Trevor to enter, Sypha not far behind him. Adrian was seized by a sense of guilt, as if they would know what he'd been thinking about. Ridiculous. Trevor kicked his boots in the general direction of the wall. Sypha sat in the little chair and was fiddling with the lantern, adjusting the wick and lighting it after a moment. Adrian's eyes adjusted to the sudden flare of light which cast large shadows on the walls of the room. He stiffened when Trevor sat beside him on the bed, smelling like soap, his hair clean and damp. Adrian looked at the door, wondering if it would be easier to run away like a coward. How shameful. Instead he shifted away from Trevor, the wooden slats creaking at his movements, the straw shifting in the mattresses sounding deafening. The small room seemed hot and airless suddenly. Trevor was looking at him intently, seemingly sober in defiance of all logic.
"Are you going to run away again?" he accused gently, one eyebrow arching slightly.
That strange feeling of being caught in a corner persisted. "I did not run away, I had to see to the-
"Oh bullshit. Nobody's awake at this hour and we already have a plan, we don't need an itemized list to ride off into the forest and kick the shit out of some undead fuckfaces. I know the way to the Belmont Hold, and it will take a few days to get there. We have plenty of provisions, and any meat we need we can catch since you're faster than any jackrabbit. Now shut up about your excuses. I can't believe I'm saying this, but our girl is persuasive and she's brought me around to her way of thinking. And she thinks we'll all be a lot happier if we just get it over with and screw." Trevor's gaze was unwavering. Adrian noted there was still a warm flush to his cheeks beneath the prickled stubble. The flush was mirrored in Adrian's own face but for different reasons. He tried to make his voice formulate some kind of protest, but his tongue seemed dry and unresponsive. He opened his mouth and closed it again like a fish, trying to squirm away to gain some purchase out of the immediate radius of the man beside him, who's heat he swore he could feel through their clothes.
Sypha blocked his retreat by sitting on the bed on his other side so he was sandwiched between them both. His instinct to escape had him almost leaping from between them, but Sypha's hand stopped him, weaving her fingers together. She adjusted her position so she was facing him as she brought his hand to her lips to kiss each knuckle tenderly. Inching backwards, he felt Trevor's chest behind him, pressing into him when he moved. He was trapped between them with his heart beating so fast he wondered if they could hear it.
"What Trevor meant to say," Sypha fixed the hunter with a scolding glare, "Is that we like you Alucard, and we would like very much if you stayed with us tonight."
Adrian stared at her like a mute, a thousand things flashing through his thoughts. He felt like he was spinning, like he couldn't regain purchase. Trevor's muscled arm wound boldly around his waist, crushing him into the broad chest. He fought down the urge to throw the man across the room. He felt breath tickling his ear, the gruff voice low, sending a shot of electricity down into his belly and stirring his most personal areas with unexpected heat. "Yeah, that's what I meant to say," he breathed against Adrian's ear. Sypha's hand came up to stroke through Adrian's hair. Her eyes searched his for some indication that he would accept their affections, but he was unable to give her such confirmation. He wrenched himself from Trevor's grasp – fingernails nearly digging into the man's arm – and got to shaky legs, taking a few steps back to put some distance between them.
"What is the meaning of this?" Adrian pinned the two humans with a suspicious frown as he gathered his trench over his shoulders and searched for his boots while eyeing the path to the exit.
It was Trevor who stepped up and blocked him from retrieving his footwear. "Oh come on Alucard, don't play stupid. We both see it, how come you can't?"
"See what?"
He tried to go around, but Trevor caught him by the lapels, one in each hand. He worked the coat off, letting it fall to the floor. Adrian felt the wall pressing against his shoulder blades, Trevor's heat bearing down on him.
"I think you know already," he answered, pressing closer until the proximity was nearly overwhelming. A tiny twinge of desire worked through him, but it was still overshadowed by his discomfort. The sensation of Trevor's body crushing him into the wall was too much for Adrian. He grabbed Trevor's shoulders and swept a foot behind his legs, pushing him off balance, sending him tumbling backwards. The hunter reacted immediately and rolled back with the momentum of his fall, regaining his footing a few paces back and glaring at Adrian, who had jumped into the rafters in an instinctive bid to put some distance between them. He perched there for a tense moment, his fingertips digging into the wooden beam for purchase.
"Oh fuck off," Trevor spat, "See, Sypha? I told you he wasn't going to be into it. Waste of time," with that Trevor brushed himself off and turned away from Adrian pointedly, sniffing and producing the bottle from earlier from some hidden pocket. He busied himself working the cork free and taking a long swallow.
Sypha wilted, looking between the two. "I'm sorry, this is my fault. It was my idea."
Adrian stayed up on the rafter for the moment, the lantern smoke stinging his eyes. "What made you think I wanted to… to…" he trailed off, hoping the dim lighting hid his blush.
Sypha answered, her expression open. "Well, at first it was only because you seemed lonely, sometimes there is this aura of sadness around you. I wanted to make you feel happy, feel wanted. I talked to Trevor about it and after we started looking deeper we both realized that we wanted to be with you. We noticed how you were watching us sometimes, how you couldn't look away when we touched each other, or kissed. We gave it some time, but it hasn't stopped. We thought you were interested in something more too. I suppose I misread the signals. I'm sorry Alucard, we didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." Sypha's face was apologetic, full of sincerity. Adrian deflated, the rigidity going out of him. He was thinking about this exact thing the moment these two came into the room, and now that it was happening he was running away. He hopped silently to the floor, straightening to his full height and looking from Sypha's face to Trevor's. He felt himself reddening helplessly, his cheeks burning.
"I won't deny that I'm uncomfortable. I've never been with anyone like that."
Trevor regained his confidence and laughed at Adrian, grinning at him. "You mean you've never had a threesome?"
"I have not."
"But you've fucked, right? I mean, a woman, a man, one of your vampire friends, or one of those gargoyles we were killing last week, whatever. You've had sex at some point."
Adrian felt like the blush was creeping all the way to his ears now. He wasn't given to fidgeting, but he shifted under the scrutiny and responded in a quieter voice than usual. "Not... exactly."
Sypha slipped her hand into Adrian's, looking up into his face. "You're a virgin?"
"Sypha that's ridiculous. Vampires are all about sex. If they aren't having an orgy with each other they've got a harem of people tailing them. I mean have you looked at him? You think he hasn't done it at least once? He's prettier than most of the women. Its not like he'd have to try all that hard to convince one to screw." Trevor flicked his blue stare back to meet Adrian's gold one, realization dawning on him at the completely mortified look on the dhampir's face. "Shit. Fuck, you're not joking?"
Adrian stayed frozen in place, letting his silence speak for itself.
"You're actually a virgin?"
Adrian pulled his fingers free from Sypha's, fighting the urge to escape yet again. His insides felt like they were twisting into a knot. He'd made it this far, he could at least tell them truth. It made no sense to lie. "She's right, I've never been with anyone. Between my education and then everything that happened in the last year or so it didn't seem important."
Trevor was at a momentary loss for words. "Oh," he remarked as he scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "What are you even into? Women? Men? Humans? Vampires? Sheep?"
Adrian sensed the tension dissolving and relaxed back onto the edge of the bed again. He didn't feel as cornered now that they were talking about the matter, even if they hadn't said much yet. "I have honestly never considered that. When I was growing up I expected to eventually be married to a vampire for political purposes, but that isn't something that is rushed when your lifespan is measured in centuries. Once my mother was killed that changed. I have a different responsibility now. Stopping my father's genocide is more important than matters of the heart. I know you both understand that. Trevor, the first time we met you were perfectly ready to die, so long as you took me with you. You said that living through it would be a luxury. That's how I see it. I don't expect to live through it, but if I do, it will be to wait for him to come again, and to stop him again, over and over. As long as he wages war on the humans I will need to be on guard. I promised my mother that I would protect them."
"That's our plan too, to stop him and protect the people. Doesn't mean we can't have a little fun in between," Trevor grinned at his own comment, leaning against the desk and casually smacking Sypha's rear.
She jumped in surprise and whirled on him, preparing to strike. "Rude! That hurt!"
He held up had hands in a gesture of surrender. "Ok, ok, sorry, jeeze. Nobody is any fun tonight."
Adrian smiled slightly at their bickering, enjoying the feeling of being with these two despite the awkwardness of their situation. "I admit, I do find you both attractive, but I hadn't realized until this evening that you might think about me that way."
"That's because you're dense like a typical man," Sypha supplied with a laugh, directing the last part of her comment to Trevor. She sat beside Adrian again, and this time he didn't stiffen up or inch away. He could smell her clean skin, the traces of soap there. She touched his arm, meeting his eyes.
"Let's just forget about all this pressure and get ready to sleep. Its been a long day."
As she spoke she let her fingers explore Adrian's long blonde hair, carding through it slowly. He relaxed into her touch, the tension melting away from his shoulders, his posture easing as she raked her fingers against his scalp. He closed his eyes, the fingers trailing down to the nape of his neck, over the muscles of his shoulders and upper back.
The touch was heavenly. They still hadn't talked this all through, talked about what was between them, about whether or not he would be staying in the actual bed with them for tonight, but her fingers were making him forget about the details. Adrian allowed her to pull open the strings of his shirt, loosening them and working the garment over his head in a fluid motion. He heard it fall to the floor and the bed dipped under Trevor's weight as he joined them. Adrian nearly groaned when a larger set of very warm hands touched his shoulders. He didn't dare say anything lest he ruin this brief and unexpected moment of physical contact. His skin prickled with a wave of goosebumps when Sypha dragged her palms down his chest, rubbing him lightly, working the muscles superficially. She pulled one of his hands into both of hers and began to work the palm and fingers while Trevor's larger, warmer hands gripped and kneaded the muscles of his shoulders and rubbed along his spine, up his neck to the base of his skull.
He had rarely felt so relaxed, and had never been the subject of so much attention. He felt disconnected from it, as though it weren't real. He let his lips part, relaxing his jaw and keeping his eyes closed for the moment, getting accustomed to the sounds of Trevor's breath just behind him, and Sypha's at his side. They were lavishing him with gentle touches, relaxing him, making it hard to think straight. He felt Trevor's hands in his hair, pulling it gently back, away from his face, sweeping it off his neck and gathering the mass of blonde in his large palm. He tensed momentarily when he felt breath at his ear again, but this time he was ok with it. Trevor closed his teeth gently on the shell of his ear, sending tickling sensations through him and making him shiver despite the warmth of the room. He was exposed, vulnerable in this position. How easily they could kill him if that were their intention. He had his throat bared to a damned Belmont, a vampire hunter, and he was doing it willingly.
It was that thought that was his tipping point. That was the thought that sent a bolt of heat straight to his groin. Trevor continued his exploration of Adrian's ear, nibbling the lobe and kissing the place where his jaw met his ear lightly. Adrian heard himself make some undignified noise in his throat and swallowed thickly in hopes that they hadn't heard. What were they doing to him?
Sypha released his hand, drawing Adrian's curious gaze as she stood up. He followed her fingers as they pulled at the ties to her robe. She slipped it off, standing only in her shift before the two men. Her breasts were small and high, outlined beneath the thin fabric. She had a lovely curve to her hips, a pinched waist, and shapely legs. She slipped the straps of the shift over her shoulders and let it drop around her, leaving her naked before them both for the second time that evening. Trevor's chest rumbled in appreciation against his back, the kisses along his neck and jaw becoming more insistent. Adrian wasn't sure he was ready to be this close with them, but he was having a hard time remembering why he shouldn't just go ahead with it, being fondled and massaged by them both as he was. Sypha pulled the covers back and crawled onto the bed, tugging at Trevor's elbow until he acquiesced, pausing his work unraveling the blonde to stand up and work his way out of his clothing.
Adrian stared at him openly, having never looked at a man this way before. He had never really noticed the Belmont heir's body in detail except to assess his combat ability. Now he was treated to a show, the muscled arms raising his shirt over his head and flinging it away. He revealed a well-built torso, obliques and abdominal muscles defined, his skin a dark tan. Trevor was not very hairy, with only a light dusting over his chest and a small dark trail leading into his breeches. He did have a number of scars and punctures and the occasional slash or claw mark that had healed but not disappeared over time. He was certainly more heavily built than Adrian himself was, his shoulders broad, his neck thicker. Trevor grinned when he caught Adrian staring and Sypha made a pleased noise of encouragement. Not that he needed more motivation, but he certainly accepted the extra attention readily.
Adrian was aware that the situation was rapidly becoming cramped in his lower half, and while this stripping off was having the desired effect, he was still not sure he was ready to be naked in a bed with these two. He adjusted himself and Sypha came around him and put her hand over his to feel him through his clothing.
He sank against her, panting, hardening further under her fingers. Her body was so soft against him, but her touches were firm and confident. She began to pull at the strings of his fly as Trevor mirrored the action on himself. He pushed his clothes off, stepping out of them and finally standing naked before the other two, partially engorged, thighs powerfully muscled and not an ounce of shame in his nakedness. Adrian forgot to breathe.
Sypha slipped her thumbs into the waist of Adrian's pants and pushed insistently until he acquiesced, raising his hips so she could slip them off. He pushed them the rest of the way past his knees and to the floor, kicking them off. Sypha put her arms around him and nuzzled his neck, kissing him as her hands explored his skin.
"Alucard your skin is so soft, and you smell good, especially right here," She said, kissing where his chest and collarbone met to indicate the place she preferred. Adrian was still looking at Trevor, embarrassed by how turned on he was. He tried to keep himself from blatantly staring at the other man's cock, which was mostly erect by this point. Trevor was watching him with obvious enjoyment. He rejoined the pair on the bed, this time putting Sypha in the middle. She was busy keeping Adrian relaxed, kissing him and touching him all over. She kept sniffing his skin, then kissing her way upwards. Finally she climbed into his lap, straddling him. She reached between them and positioned his cock so it was not pressing against her sex directly, rather it lay between their bodies, the underside pressing on her mound. The soft curled patch there was so hot, Adrian came to his full hardness, his hips twitching at the feeling.
She must have felt him throb against her sex, because her hips jerked in response. She was now mouthing his throat, nipping the skin gently. He sucked in a breath, feeling his vampire instincts stir at the attention to this very vulnerable and sensitive area. Trevor smoothed a hand over Sypha's back and palmed her ass approvingly, fingers swiping down between her legs, cupping her sex and dragging his fingertips over her folds. Adrian could smell her arousal. His senses became sharper when his instincts were awakened, as they were becoming now. The pheromones from both of his companions were having a powerful effect on his ability to think rationally. Trevor leaned in and claimed the other side of his throat, prickling him with the stubble on his chin, his blunt teeth and warm breath driving Adrian to near insanity.
He wanted to say something, to try to tell them that it was too much, but they'd stolen his voice with their affections. He brought a hand up to explore Trevor's hair, his body rocking helplessly against Sypha. She had his organ pinned between them so his movements only gave a small amount of friction, and no relief from the building pleasure. Her mouth released his throat and she straightened against him, pressing her breasts into his chest and met him face to face.
Her cheeks were rosy, the fine freckles that dusted them visible against the reddened skin. She leaned into him, touching their foreheads together and nuzzling him gently. He blinked at her in between the haze that Trevor was causing with his attentions at his throat. He was sure that his eyes had a touch of red and he wanted to look away but Sypha captured his mouth in a tender kiss before he could do anything else.
Her lips were so soft, Adrian shuddered at the sensation of them on his own. She explored him slowly, not rushing, not pushing him. She was gentle in this, and Trevor gave him some respite from the intense sucking and biting at his throat so he could watch them. Adrian's fingers were curled in the other man's hair, helplessly tugging at it as his body responded to the sensation of his first kiss. Sypha expertly lavished his lips and jaw with many soft pecks, then her tongue sought entry between his lips and touched against his, just a small touch with the tip. He moaned into her mouth as his fangs gave a throb of pleasure and he tentatively returned her exploration with one of his own. He felt like she was guiding him, showing him what to do. He gained some confidence and wrapped his free arm around her shoulders, crushing her to his chest as she excited him further. He pushed his lips harder against hers, feeling himself unravel a bit, doing what felt natural to him. He had to break the kiss to let her breathe after several more intense seconds of exploration. He was panting as well, certain of the redness in the whites of his eyes. He didn't have a chance to be concerned about it though because Sypha smiled broadly at him and leaned back, twisting to meet Trevor's mouth in a deep kiss, this one practiced and familiar, and less gentle. Adrian's arm was still around her. Trevor tangled their fingers together and pulled Sypha close between them. The tendons in his neck worked beneath the skin as their mouths worked together in a heated coupling. When they broke from one another they were both panting and Sypha's cheeks were even more flushed.
"You're so fuckin beautiful," Trevor told her in a low voice and she put her forehead to his.
Trevor then turned his focus to Adrian, kissing his jaw, that roughness of his stubble scraping lightly against the dhampir's skin. He studied the other man briefly, his eyes pausing when he noted the redness that was a sign of his vampire side showing through. Adrian thought he would pull away in offense, but instead he leaned in closer, their breaths mixing before he captured Adrian's mouth in a deep kiss. Where Sypha was gentle and patient, Trevor was demanding. He coaxed Adrian's mouth open and probed with his tongue, a strong arm winding around his back and his hand curling into the hair at the base of his skull, tilting his head back, opening him for the hunter to explore as he pleased. Adrian's brain was barely functioning by this point, overwhelmed by a mix of sensation, shock and arousal. This was all completely new to him; these sensations, this closeness. He had never imagined his first kiss would be with two people at once, or with a naked girl straddling him. Trevor's tongue boldly ran along his own, the contact going straight to his cock which was harder than it had ever been. He ran it along Adrian's teeth, curiously tracing the length of one fang. He dragged it along the tip being careful not to cut himself on the sharp point. The effect was nearly overwhelming, Adrian's body tightening all over, his vampire side pushing an involuntary growl from him and his claws lengthening before he realized what was happening. He twisted out of the kiss, needing a moment to gather himself. He was not driven by thirst as full vampires were, but arousal brought out this side of him more strongly than he had expected. He closed his eyes for a brief moment to regain his composure.
When he opened them again Trevor gave him a questioning look. "You good?"
Adrian nodded a bit hesitantly. Neither of his partners seemed to mind the evidence of his inhuman side. Encouraged, he relaxed, tightening his fingers in Trevor's. This was still a lot for him and he needed some reassurance that this was actually happening. If he hadn't been able to feel and smell them he would have thought it was a strange elaborate dream.
He was still sitting with his legs over the side of the bed. Sypha crawled off of him and moved into the bed, patting the space beside her. Adrian gave her a nervous look, glancing back to Trevor.
"I'm not sure I'm ready for… for all of this," he admitted, his eyes on Trevor's organ, which was fully engorged now, bobbing in his lap. It was larger than his own, and thicker around.
Sypha tugged the dhampir's hand, coaxing him to scoot across the bed and sit beside her. Her hands ran over his thigh while Trevor adjusted his position so he was laying comfortably on Adrian's other side. Sypha worked her fingers into his hair again, scratching his scalp lightly. It had the intended effect, calming his nerves somewhat.
"You don't have to do anything Alucard, want to just watch?" She offered, trailing her hand over his back reassuringly.
"I'll give you something to watch," Trevor promised with a devious smile, catching Sypha's free hand and tugging her onto him. She knelt between his legs but gave him a scolding glare.
"Oh you're worse than an animal, honestly. Can't you see we're pushing it too far too fast?" She pulled the blanket up and threw it over Trevor's waist. Adrian relaxed slightly. Sypha understood. She got it. This was going way faster than he was comfortable with. A minute ago he was getting his first kiss, and that was already plenty for him to process.
Trevor pouted at her rebuke. "Well I'm not going to be able to sleep with this ridiculous hard-on, you can't just leave me like this. And him too!" The hunter jerked a thumb to Adrian, indicating his own erection, which had softened some with his discomfort. Adrian covered himself with his hands, pulling a corner of the blanket into his lap in attempted modesty.
She snorted, "Oh I can. You won't die from a boner."
"Its not the boner that will kill me, its the blue balls."
"That won't kill you either," Sypha assured him. "Its bed time. Lets get some sleep. We can continue this tomorrow." She hopped off him and out of the bed. She put the lantern out, plunging the room into darkness. Adrian's eyes adjusted quickly, though it was nearly pitch black in the room. Sypha was feeling her way back to the bed. He took her hand and guided her in, extremely grateful for her perceptiveness and her understanding. His mind was reeling already with the events of the evening. She shuffled her way in between he and Trevor, pulling both men against her. He could see the contented smile on her lips in the darkness, and Trevor's relaxed expression when she pulled the man's arm over her middle. She let out a sigh, her body relaxing easily. Trevor leaned over and kissed her gently, his fingers curled around her hip.
The room became quiet except for their breathing and the faint sound of wind picking up outside. It was warm and cozy, and had to be one of the most relaxing places Adrian had ever been. For all his inexperience there was an easiness between them that made this feel natural. He was not in the habit of letting his guard down around others, but he thought he would be ok if he fell asleep here. He wanted to try it, see what it was like to sleep in a bed with another person (or two). He closed his eyes, snaking his hand around Sypha's middle, his arm resting against Trevor's.
The silence didn't last long.
"You can't honestly expect me to just roll over and forget how fucking hot that whole thing was," Trevor began after only a few seconds.
Adrian smiled into Sypha's side, not surprised that he was still excited. It had been extremely arousing and nobody had been properly satisfied. It was only his inexperience that had made him uncomfortable enough to stop things getting more intense. It wouldn't take very much to bring him right back to where he'd been a few minutes ago. After all, he hadn't had a physical release in a considerable amount of time. He was still half-hard. He was simply very practiced at denying himself.
"Trevor Belmont," Sypha said his name dangerously, "If you don't shut up I will freeze your balls into a block of ice and you will definitely be the last Belmont ever to walk the Earth," she promised in a no-bullshit tone of voice.
Adrian laughed at that. "Sypha, be nice," he admonished gently.
"Yeah Sypha, be nice to me."
"Alucard you can't encourage him, it will make it worse. Ow!" Sypha jumped when Trevor pinched her. She slapped his hand away.
"Aw come on I was just playing around," the pout in his voice was evident.
"You two can play with each other, I'm tired."
She wiggled out from between them and climbed over to Adrian's other side, pushing him into the middle and putting distance between herself and Trevor. He found himself staring into the other man's face in the dark. He saw his features clearly, and felt his considerable warmth. The humour had cleared away some of the awkwardness he'd been feeling before, so he was better able to relax. Sypha snuggled against his back, throwing an arm around his middle and tucking her knees behind his. She kissed his shoulder and mumbled goodnight. It was incredibly warm and pleasant to be sandwiched between the two of them; their bodies felt very hot to him since his natural temperature was lower than theirs. The difference was lovely.
Trevor shifted one arm under Adrian's head and wrapped his other arm around his middle, their legs tangling together until they both were comfortable. Adrian found his face near Trevor's chest, against his heart. He could clearly hear the organ's steady drumming rhythm. Trevor buried his nose in Adrian's hair. Behind him, Sypha's breathing evened out as she was quickly claimed by sleep. Adrian had never been so comfortable as he was now, tucked between his two companions.
"Hey," Trevor said after a few minutes, speaking quietly against the dhampir's hair.
He shifted his face up, their noses nearly touching. "Hm?"
"I'm glad you didn't run away tonight. That was fun," he said, punctuating his statement with a small kiss.
Adrian nodded against him in agreement, their breath mingling in the dark.
"Can I ask you something?"
He nodded again.
"Why'd you pull away from me before, when I kissed you?"
Adrian tensed, pushing himself a few inches from Trevor so he could look in his eyes as he remembered his vampire features showing through when he'd become very aroused. He thought for a minute on what to say, he wasn't even sure himself. He hadn't wanted them to see the things that proved he wasn't human. "I… didn't want you to see me that way," he said finally, unsure if that really conveyed what he meant. "I didn't know it would happen. I'll keep better control next time."
Trevor made a low noise of acknowledgment and closed the distance between them, covering Adrian's mouth with his own in a deep kiss, slower than before, but no less insistent. The arm he had around his middle tightened, pulling him against the hunter firmly as he parted his lips once more to deepen the kiss and insert his tongue. Adrian was ready for his body's reaction this time, and he didn't let it overwhelm him. Trevor explored his mouth, the sensations heightened in the quiet darkness. When they broke the kiss Adrian panted, his lips tingling.
"Guess you're better prepared now," he teased, his hand cupping a pale cheek. The pad of his thumb dragged over Adrian's lips. He could feel the rough texture of the hunter's palm and the callouses on his fingers. "You know it was fuckin' sexy when you got all turned on and vamped out, made me hard."
He took Adrian's hand from around his middle and moved it between them, putting it on his swollen cock. "See? I'm still hard as fuck just from kissing you."
"You've got a real way with words, Belmont."
Trevor laughed, his teeth flashing in the dark. "What can I say, seeing you like that was hot," he wrapped his hand over Adrian's, stroking it along his hardened organ slowly and moving to catch the dhampir's lips again.
Adrian twisted his face to the side, avoiding the kiss and withdrawing his hand. "I must be a fascinating novelty," he answered in an irritated tone. "Did you just want to see what it was like with a vampire? Something different?" he pulled back another few inches and Trevor stopped him, grabbing his wrist and shooting him a disbelieving look.
"For fuck's sake you're such a girl Alucard. I was trying to give you a compliment. There's a bit of a taboo to some of this, sure, but that's not what I meant. Don't be a twat. I told you I think its fucking sexy because I thought you going all vampire on me meant you were turned on, that you liked how we were touching you. Not because I was specifically interested in things that made you different from a human."
"Oh," Adrian felt his cheeks warming and was glad that Trevor couldn't see in the dark. He'd obviously misread that quite badly. He was embarrassed that he had so little faith in this man who had clearly been nothing but honest with him. "This is a new experience for me. I don't know the rules."
"Rules? There's only one. Just do what makes us all feel good. Ok maybe two, don't be a whiny bit-" That sentence ended with Trevor's sharp intake of breath as Adrian dug his fingers into the hunters hair and tipped his head back to cover his mouth in a thorough kiss. He responded with a noise of pleasure and moved closer. The blonde adjusted himself so he was propped up on an elbow, rolling Trevor onto his back so he could touch him more easily. He released his mouth, running a hand along his body in exploration. Trevor seemed to enjoy the attention, smiling against his lips. His fingers threaded into Adrian's hair, sifting the soft gold strands between his digits. His body was all taught muscle and heat.
Encouraged by his partner's receptiveness, Adrian was emboldened. Did his vampire features really turn this man on? He experimentally lengthened his fingernails into short claws. He knew Trevor couldn't see them in the dark, but he could feel them. He cupped his face, curling his fingers so the claws dragged gently against his flesh, through the stubble on his jaw, down his neck, along his chest.
"Fuck," Trevor groaned, arching under him. "That feels… are those your claws?" he asked, breath hitching.
"They are," the blonde answered, speaking close to Trevor's ear. He was feeling much better about all of this after talking about it. He appreciated that Trevor was very direct and didn't beat around the bush or sugarcoat things. He said what he meant. And he'd said that he found these things attractive. Actually, he said they were 'fuckin' sexy'
to be accurate.
"Fucking vampire Jesus," Trevor mumbled, his body taught beneath the clawed fingertips which were dragging over his hip.
"What?"
"Nothing, don't stop," he urged as Adrian's hand went lower, approaching his cock. He was careful not to scratch there, but he did lightly drag his claws along the pale inner thighs, touching around his genitals, but avoiding them for the time being. It seemed like this made him even harder than he already was. Trevor's body arched as he tried to gain more contact. He was breathing heavier, his fingers twisting in Adrian's hair, trying to pull him in for another kiss.
"Tell me what you like," Adrian ventured bravely, still not really believing that he was doing this, but feeling very confident based on Trevor's reactions.
"Use your mouth," came the quick answer to his question.
"My mouth? On your..." Adrian trailed off. Well he'd walked right into that one. Could he really do that?
"On my dick, you can say it, you have one too. Put your mouth on my dick, put it on my skin, put it on whatever the fuck you want. Fuck. I'm so hard after all this teasing all night I'm probably going to cum the second you touch it. Come here, let me feel you." Trevor reached between them until his hand contacted Adrian's body. His large rough palm pressed into him, grabbing at his chest and rubbing along his torso, sliding over his ass and grabbing the rounded flesh there firmly. He pulled Adrian tighter against him, grinding his body against the lithe form, growling at the friction. Adrian bent forward and kissed Trevor again, working up the nerve to try it lower. Trevor's mouth opened to him easily, their tongues meeting, sliding against one another briefly, lips wet. Trevor's tongue ran along Adrian's teeth, searching out his fangs like he had before. The effect was intense, the teasing pressure on his fangs triggering his instincts. Now that he was more comfortable with the reaction and less surprised he let it happen, let his instincts go a bit, since that seemed to be what Trevor wanted. He lightly nipped the hunter's lip with his fangs, not enough to break the skin, just enough so he was sure the hunter felt it and knew what it was. The reaction was instantaneous. He ground his erection against Adrian's hip, a string of unintelligible profanity denoting his enjoyment. The hunter was flushed, his skin hot. Adrian worked his way to Trevor's jaw, scraping his fangs along the edge of it as he had done with his claws before.
"Alucard fuck, that's… oh fucking shit that's so hot."
Adrian thought a bit of teasing was in order. He wouldn't bite, he rarely drank blood and he had absolute control over his appetite for such things, but Trevor didn't know that. He moved down from the angled jaw to the hunter's throat, kissing along its length and down to his collarbone. He opened his mouth against the taught skin, licking the salt and closing his teeth gently over the flesh.
Trevor froze, his pleasure momentarily interrupted by his instinct of self preservation. His eyes popped open and he tried to squirm away. Adrian held him fast, pinning him easily. He dragged his teeth over the spot again, laying his body atop the hunter's to keep him from escaping. Trevor tried to move, but Adrian had a knee between his legs and both of his wrists held fast. He mouthed the area again, feeling the carotid pulsing under his lips.
"Hey, fuck off!" his voice rose in pitch, belying a fear he would certainly never admit to out loud.
"I was only tasting your skin," Adrian answered, letting him free after another second. "Did you think I was going to bite you?"
"You're an asshole," Trevor answered, trying to recover his pride. He pushed Adrian off of him. "Sypha was wrong. I'm definitely going to die of blue balls."
Adrian smiled in the dark, laying down beside Trevor. "I thought it was 'fuckin' hot' when I 'vamped out' on you?"
Trevor snorted. "It is. But I don't know that I'm up for sharing my blood just yet, or ever. Kind of goes against the family code, you know?"
"You are assuming I would even want it. I don't have the same needs as full vampires."
"You've got fangs and when I met you you were sleeping in a coffin. Sounds like a vampire to me. Forgive me for not being more educated on the particularities."
"Perhaps I'll give you a crash course someday."
"I am a terrible student. You'd kick me out of your class after an hour."
"Undoubtedly," he laced his fingers into Trevor's, resting their hands on the hunter's chest. Outside the wind was beginning to howl, the oiled skin over the small window fluttering. "I almost never drink human blood. I can live without it."
There was a pause, as his bed-mate absorbed this information. "I thought even half-vampires needed to drink blood. My family's library had books that said dhampir need some blood or they lose their strength."
Adrian had never discussed these matters with anyone aside from his own family. He studied the hunter's profile for a moment, considering his response. "That is partly true. Human blood significantly increases my strength and endurance, but its not needed. Animal blood serves as a decent substitute, and most often I eat the same food you do, as I'm sure you've noticed."
"Yeah, I did notice that. So you never drink from people?"
"Not really. I don't want to hurt anyone."
"Awww, look at you, the nice vampire. A virgin, and a pacifist. I never thought I'd be one one who fucked and killed the most between us all."
"Well I did spend some time quite literally living under a rock, so you'll have to give me a chance to catch up."
Trevor laughed at that and adjusted himself, pulling the blanket over their hips and crushing Adrian against him more tightly. Sypha stirred, rolling over so her back was against Adrian's. She mumbled something in her dreams and stilled once more.
Adrian untangled his fingers from Trevor's, tracing a digit over one of the larger scars that marked the man's skin. The line of puckered tissue stretched across his sternum, spanning nearly eight inches. The scar was white with age, but still showed how deep the injury had been. "What made this?"
Trevor's hand came up to feel at the place Adrian indicated, since he couldn't see in the dark. "Oh that was a long time ago. Right after the excommunication. If it hadn't been over bone I think I'd be worm food right now."
"What happened?"
The answer didn't come right away. Adrian could see that he was remembering – deep sadness flashed on his face – but he didn't immediately speak. Outside the wind was now accompanied by the tapping of raindrops. He could hear them striking the roof over their heads.
"I hesitated. I was a lot younger, I didn't have much experience fighting yet, or any good weapons. It was a monster I'd been tracking, trying to collect a bounty. If I hadn't passed out after it got me I'm sure it would have finished the job. It must have thought I was dead and by some fucked up miracle it didn't eat me. I don't remember everything, but I had a fever and some people eventually found me and carried me to their farm house. They gave me broth and bandaged the wound and I slept for a long time." Trevor's eyes were far away, caught in the memory. "They were all dead when I woke up. Turns out the thing had come back for me but found them first." Trevor snorted cynically. "I learned to kill first and ask questions later after that."
Adrian saw way Trevor's eyes hardened as he remembered. "How old were you?"
"I don't know, maybe thirteen? Fourteen? It was a long time ago. Doesn't matter now. I don't hesitate anymore."
Adrian moved on from the scar, amazed that he was actually laying with Trevor like this, Sypha's warmth still curled behind him as she slept soundly. "That's so young to be on your own. I was still living at the castle, receiving my formal education at that age. I may have grown up quickly, but I spent more time than most humans would on studies. It was very important to my parents that I learn as much as possible."
"Yeah, well I guess we weren't all pampered like you. The church turned on my family and forced us out of our home. They killed my parents. I had two choices: stick around and suffer the same fate or get the fuck out of there. I've been on my own since then."
"That must have been hard."
"Life's hard."
Their conversation died down after that and the rain outside intensified. It beat on the roof and drowned out everything that wasn't right there in the room. Adrian yawned, leaning in to give Trevor a kiss on the cheek. He was staring up at the darkened rafters, still remembering.
"Go to sleep. Remembering the past won't change it."
The hunter didn't answer him, but he did pull the blankets up to cover the three of them. Adrian turned on his side to scoop Sypha into his arms and Trevor followed suit, holding him them both. He kissed the back of Adrian's head, nose in his hair.
Adrian fell asleep surrounded by their warmth and their scents. He didn't dream, he didn't worry. He just felt safe and wanted like he never had before.
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A/N: Well that's part two. We're making some progress! I had plenty of fun writing this, especially Trevor stripping. I forgot to breathe too. Tune in next time to see if Trevor (or Adrian) die of blue balls. Please review! I need validation - my husband has been making fun of how long I've spent at the computer working on this. I must prove to him that it wasn't a total waste of time!