[ and alucard is good at being covetous, isn't he? it's one of his vices, his bad habits, to want to possess all that he cares for. and he does care for her, in his own way. emotions are strange and tremulous for him but he wants her to be comfortable, wants her to be happy. let this be a happy thing: he sits back when she's dressed, looking her over before he leans close with one of those sickle-smiles he's so good at. ]
I'm glad. You look just as lovely as always.
[ he turns his head to steal a swift little kiss from her mouth: it's the first time he'll have kissed her like that, in any way other than doting parental affection. but here he is, letting his lips brush across hers in a way that allows her to take it as she pleases. ]
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I'm glad. You look just as lovely as always.
[ he turns his head to steal a swift little kiss from her mouth: it's the first time he'll have kissed her like that, in any way other than doting parental affection. but here he is, letting his lips brush across hers in a way that allows her to take it as she pleases. ]