[open] But I know I'll land here again

[cryptsleeper]

Character(s): Alucard + Open
Status: Open
Location(s): Krimnos -> Home in the mountains
Date(s) Start of April -> Einjar Expedition II, Electric Boogaloo
About: General catch all log
Warnings: To be added



Note: Castle is not representative of Usir canon castle, just roll with me on this

[Krimnos is mostly for picking up supplies these days, then departing for home. Alucard's affection for the city has grown slightly, such as it is. Any place that encourages such dedication to technological development has earned that much, just as it has focused it's efforts on exploration and understanding. Einjar was proof of that. But he doesn't linger in the city, not when home is two days away.

Those looking for him there are most likely to find him in market spaces, or else in the part of the city dedicated to invention. He does little but observe in the latter space.

On the road between home and Krimnos, Alucard is all too keenly aware of the world around him. There is, of course, the little hamlet that marks the half-way point between home and the city, and he rests there between his trips. With warmer evenings out, he takes advantage of the one inn that boasts of a patio for evening meals, and can be found there with food remaining on his plate and a glass of probably too-dark wine in hand, barely drunk. For all the world, they look closer to props that let him settle in for a time, taking in the world around him.

Home is still a crumbling castle, whose remaining spire still reaches up towards the heavens. It is aged, save for the new lock on the door that makes it clear that this long thought cursed relic is inhabited by the living.]

Comments

[cryptsleeper]

Oh, I imagine that these past few seconds are the only time that this bed will ever be made.

[He lets go of Trevor's hand, relieved in his own way. What feels right next, it'd...well, it'd give it all away if Alucard just floated right up next to the Belmont. Trevor lying down in bed (and oh, that....that's an element of this), is easier in some ways.]

Do you want my company while you do so?

[miraclewhip]

'f you want. Not going to be insulted if you actually want to have supper and get some use out of the rest of the day.

[ It's later than they'd usually have dinner, but earlier than they'd usually sleep. A weird, undefined time that Alucard might usually use for reading and that he'd probably use for getting all the thousands of little jobs that need to be done to get the castle back in some kind of order done.

He pulls back the blankets and sits down on the rug. It really is nice. Soft. Warmer than the old curtain he was using to keep his back off the cold floor back in winter. ]

Fuck, it's like a real bed.

[cryptsleeper]

I may make a small plate and then come back in.

[Eating in bed is totally allowed is what Alucard is saying. But it's also a good way to dance around the weird time of day they're in right now, when it feels too early for Alucard to sleep, but he's still a dhampir. He's still given to being awake at night.

Alucard tries not to smile like an absolute idiot when Trevor sits himself down on the rug. A present was accepted with absolute minimal fussing. It's appreciated. That's everything that could ever matter, isn't it?]

Well, I'd hope so.

[Alucard remains standing though, but he walks closer, to where he's put a few cushions in the place of a pillow.]

[miraclewhip]

Bring a book or something when you come back? Else I'll be stuck here with nothing to do in the morning.

[ That's the danger of being furniture. You don't get to move around without causing a fuss. If he does go to bed so much earlier than Alucard, he's going to have to figure out how to entertain himself in the morning without waking him.

With a sigh of almost-contentment, he lies back. It is soft, though not so much that it feels like sleeping on thin air the way that a mattress can be. It's not overly fancy, it's just- just nice. It's all just nice. ]

It's good. Thanks again.

[cryptsleeper]

It may be one you've read already, I'm afraid.

[Which is to say that he's sorry in advance. Alucard knows that he sleeps late. He'll always sleep late, especially with perpetual warmth around him. He's been sleeping so much later since Trevor's become his mattress.

There's a moment after Trevor lies down that Alucard hovers. Hesitates. Then he walks over to one side of Trevor and dares to put his lips against Trevor's. It's chaste. Nervous. Unsure if this is truly the right thing but by god, he's trying.]

[miraclewhip]

I'll wake you up if I get bored.

[ He won't. He never does. He'll just lie there, like he does every morning, and not mind too much. It's a little like meditating, in truth, save for the fact that meditation is so rarely done from underneath a dhampir.

He doesn't get to consider that much further.

He notices Alucard's hair, first, brushing against his face and neck, and he automatically starts to lift the blanket to let him beneath it when his mind catches up and he realises that that's not what he's trying to do. And a fraction of a second later, he's kissing him. Only briefly, but it's still definitely a thing that's happening.

It takes him a while to respond and when he does the tone is brusque, even by his standards. He lifts the blanket again. ]

Changed my mind. In.

[cryptsleeper]

[???????????????


Alucard pulls back, his version of flushed and breathless. He's taken a risk, he knows how much he's taken a risk and Trevor is taking what feels like an eternity to respond.

He doesn't know what kind response would qualify as good. But Trevor lifting the blanket and demanding Alucard stay is as good as any. So Alucard does exactly as he's asked, and he's careful as he crawls under the blanket.]

You're sure?

[miraclewhip]

Yeah.

[ He pulls the blanket down over Alucard, and that feels final. A decision made, impossible now to undo. Under the blanket, he waits for Alucard to settle before resting a hand on his back carefully, experimentally. It's nothing he hasn't done already, mostly in his sleep, but it didn't mean anything before. It does now. ]

This all okay with you, still?

[ Has anything fundamental changed, is what he means. He doesn't want anything to have changed. From the kitchen, the hissing probably isn't audible. But it certainly feels that way. ]

[cryptsleeper]

[This is very final. Alucard's quick to settle, which means that he's laying on his stomach right now, at eye level with Trevor as he very rarely is. One arm hangs low, off Trevor's side, the other is being used for the vampire to prop his chin on the forearm.]

Mmm. I've...this isn't a new feeling. I've been unsure of how to act on it.

[So maybe nothing's changed in Alucard's mind, at least.]

I care. And have cared for some time.