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eggcompany · 10 months ago

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Trevor's Birthday Present.

Alucard says he might like lingerie, Sypha indulges him. They practice and get ready for Trevor's birthday... Trevor gets to be the filling to a nice fuck sandwhich. Alucard just wants to be pretty.

Smutty filthy, lots of bottom alucard.

“Do you mind if we pop in here for a minute? I’ll be quick, promise!” Sypha asked.

“Oh I don’t mind. My masculinity isn’t as fragile as other men. I’ve always been rather fond of these kinds of garments...” Alucard said as they walked into the lingerie and panty shop.

Sypha had asked Alucard if he wanted to go to the mall with her after work since they got off at the same time today. Sypha had come and picked him up from the library where he worked and drove them to the large shopping center. So far they had eaten and went to a shop Alucard wanted to go in to buy some more nail files. They were walking down the long walkway when Sypha had stopped in front of the large lingerie shop. It was her favorite to support since it was a place where anyone could find something sexy to wear and proceeds went to different LGBTQ+ support groups.

“Oh! Well you know I have quite a few nice sets. Wait, you've seen me in my orange and my green sets. You didn’t seem too overly excited.” Sypha said and looked at the taller man. Alucard blushed a little and scratched the back of his neck.

“I mean you look... amazing. Gorgeous. Godly even. But I kinda meant I’d like them... ya know...” Alucard said shyly. Sypha thought before gasping, catching the attention of one of the workers.

“You want to wear it! Alucard, why didn’t you tell me! I’m sure you can’t wear mine, they're much too small but we can find you something. Why didn’t you tell me earlier?” Sypha said excitedly. She already loved to care for and braid Alucard’s beautiful blonde hair. Alucard blushed and looked down, picking at a button of his dress shirt.

“I don’t know... I don’t think I’m shaped right for these pretty things... My thighs aren’t thick enough and I don’t have hips and my shoulders are too wide and I don’t have a thin waist. It just would look right on me.” Alucard said and didn’t look at Sypha. Sypha was about to say something but a bubbly older woman dressed in full black, an employee, spoke up.

“Oh honey, you just need to find what compliments your body shape. I’m Tiff, can I help you with your shopping today?” The woman said and smiled. She was a bit shorter than Sypha.

Alucard blushed at the thought of someone else hearing him talk about such a thing.

“Darling I know that face. Come on in, let’s get you measured and let me show you a few things. Then you decide if you wanna run away or not. How’s that?” The saleswoman said and smiled up at Alucard. Sypha touched his elbow and smiled.

“Cmon what’s the harm? You can see if you like anything. I already know what I want. We’ve got time. Hell, Trev’s birthday is coming up, we can surprise him!” Sypha encouraged the dhampir. Alucard chewed his lip for a moment before giving in.

“Alright. I’ll look at a few things. Thank you, madam, for your assistance.” Alucard says and both the employee and Sypha clap and smile. Tiff happily walked toward the back of the large store.

“Okay! Let us get you measured and then I’ll show you some styles I think you’d like!” Tiff says and gestures to a small platform in a corner. She pulls out a tape measurer and tells Alucard what sizes he wears. XL top, L on bottoms, extra long stockings.

“Oh Tiff, can we see something that comes in both ranges? I need cups, he… well I suppose he could pull off an A-cup. Green or blue are really my colors. I really wanted a new set in perhaps baby blue? Alucard what colors do you want to look at?” Sypha said to the employee as she wrote down Sypha’s sizes.

“I don’t know… I don’t really wear a lot of colors. Maybe black? Blue might be nice…” Alucard mumbled and walked back to stand behind his partner. Tiff smiled and nodded.

“I think a nice pale blue would look amazing against your skin tone. Something to compliment your wide shoulders. Oh and bottoms that hold you nicely yet make you feel sexy. Hmm I got it! A lacey bralette, strappy maybe?, and a nice garter belt with some stockings and a pair of low rise panties. Let me go get you each one!” Tiff said and happily scampered off into the shop.

She soon came back smiling with two light sky blue floral patterned lacy sets in tow. Sypha smiled and felt the fabric and nodded. Her set would sit differently on her body but they were the same set. Alucard just stared at it with wide eyes and red cheeks. Tiff stood in front of them proudly.

“These are perfect! Perhaps you can find us something different for him to try at home. Maybe a nice body suit. Something cute and colorful. Thank you dear.” Sypha asked the worker and the short lady was off again. Alucard hadn't registered a thing that was said. He was in awe, it was perfect. The fabric was smooth and sleek in his hands. The color was cool and calm and it looked so… delicate. The flowers that spattered the entire garment were so detailed and beautiful. How could he not think this would make him beautiful.

Sypha was called over to the counter to pay for the garments and she touched Alucard’s elbow. He said nothing but put the lace cloth on the counter. He didn’t notice the third item that was tossed into the bag.

“See that wasn’t so bad! Now where else do we wanna go baby? Barnes and Nobles?’ Sypha says but Alucard just blushes and holds her hand. He feels… anxious. Antsy and excited and jittery.

“Home then. We can try these on before Trevor gets home later. We can do anything, let's make today about you, alright honey?” Sypha says quietly. In a voice that’s usually saved for after hard sex or emotional moments. Alucard leaned onto the woman and kissed her forehead and nodded. He walked close to her the entire time they walked to the car. He was very quiet the entire drive home.

“Alucard, come on. I’ll help you put it on.” Sypha said once they walked into the large joined home. Alucard nodded and slipped off his dress shoes next to Sypha’s sandals by the door. He quietly follows her to his bedroom, one of the larger of the three. Sypha closed and locked the door, just to give Alucard a sense of extreme privacy and safety.

“Look, I’ll put mine on first and show you how to do it. Then I’ll help you in to yours. You know I got you two styles yeah?” Sypha said and pulled off her shirt and untied her shorts.

“Two? What’s the other one? I didn’t realize…” Alucard said and untucked his shirt and started to unbutton it. He slipped his belt and trouser off leaving him in his blood red briefs, white undershirt, and his plain black socks. Sypha had stripped down to nothing.

“Yeah! I thought maybe if you didn’t like the set, you might like a bodysuit. See you can look at it.” Sypha said as she tossed him the plastic package that contained the dark purple plasticy looking bodysuit.

Alucard opens it and looks at the garment. It’s less plastic, more leather. Pleather. There’s room for his...package… and there’s laced on the back for only about seven inches, a waist corset. The zipper is a small black one on the back and the only see-through part is a diamond on the back that’s made out of a sheer black material. Alucard thinks it’s very… sexy. Hot. Arousing. It seemed to be a low rise, like it would cover him nicely yet show him off.

“It’s… hot. Not as delicate or as pretty but... more sexual. I like it.” Alucard said and smiled up at Sypha. The speaker smiled and patted the bed. She had taken the moment to wipe herself and wipe the crotch of the panties.

“I’m glad! Now come here, sit, and I’ll show you how to do this.” Sypha said and slowly showed Alucard step by step how to do everything. Panties first, roll your stockings and then put them on, clip the garter, hook the top together, situate the straps. Alucard watches and pays attention closely to each movement.

“Now you do it.” Sypha said and sat down, now fully clad in the lingerie, on the edge of the bed. Alucard nods and nervously stands and strips himself of his last few pieces of clothing, baring himself to Sypha for the billionth time.

He moved carefully as he pulled the soft fabric up his legs to sit on his hips, he rolled the stockings and slid them up his pale legs, his hands shook slightly as he clipped the garter belt to the stockings, huffed in frustration as he tried to clasp the five clasps in the back of the bralette but eventually got it. He pulled his hair up and out so it cascaded down his back once again.

Alucard stood in the middle of the room. He didn’t look at his lover, he didn’t look in the mirror, he just stood. He felt. The fabric was smooth and cool against his now heated skin. The panties had enough room not to pinch but held tightly onto him, cupping him nicely. The way the lacey edge felt against his ass and hips and thighs and chest. The lacey edge that rounded every edge on the garment drove him crazy, it felt… agonizingly nice. His heart raced as he gently touched the garter belt, running his hand down his own side so he could feel the spaces between the material. Lace, skin, lace, skin, lace. Until he was pulled up on the stockings.

“How do you feel?” Sypha said and pulled Alucard’s eyes away from his own blue clad feet up to her. She looked at him with kind eyes. He breathed shakily for a moment before nodding.

“I feel… pretty. Delicate. Like a doll.” Alucard said and looked back down at himself. He’d never really seen himself in this light. He turned and looked in the mirror and gasped. He turned and shifted, moving his legs and really looking .

“It’s so… I’m...pretty.” Alucard said quietly as he looked at the way the bralette’s lace cupped his pecs but didn’t space away from his body. Sypha smiled and walked to stand behind Alucard and rest her head on his shoulder.

“You look amazing. Very pretty, just like a doll. Do you want to try the other one?” Sypha said and placed her hands on his midsection above the garter and below the top. Alucard smiles and nods.

Soon the man stood smiling, giddy, wearing the body suit. It felt nice, secure. The thicker leather fabric held him in place nicely. He loved the way the material squeezed him tight around the stomach due to the ribbon laces on the back which Sypha had helped him tighten and tie. Alucard spun around in the mirror a few times. He admired the way the fabric covered him all the way up from his crotch to his neck yet exposed his arms and legs.

“Sypha, I like this one a lot. I wish I could wear this all the time. Look how perky my ass looks. It doesn’t feel as delicate like the other. This feels… well you remember when you tied me and Trev together on Christmas eve? It feels like that. Safe yet… nervously arousing. I like the color too.” Alucard said excitedly to Sypha. The speaker now had tossed their sets into a delicates bag to be washed properly. She smiled and nodded. She didn’t let it show that she was absolutely thrilled that Alucard wanted to wear these kinds of things, weather just for sex or everyday. She threw on a pair of his underwear and a hoodie and sat on his bed.

“You look great! Maybe we could go back and get you some… everyday wear. Some stuff you could wear day to day. Just at home or out, whatever you’re comfortable with. I’m glad you like it, wearing my fancy stuff always makes me feel so confident! If you’re not sure what you like we can just look online at different styles and cuts. Order some cheap sets for you to try and then go and buy nicer ones. How’s that?” Sypha says and watches Alucard un tie and struggle a little with zipper as he undressed again. Alucard put the body suit on the top of his dresser and pulled on a pair of sweatpants and flopped down, smiling, onto the bed.

“Yes. I want… more. I want to wear it all the time, 24/7, I want to be beautiful.” Alucard says and looks over at Sypha. She smiles widely and leans over and kisses him. She stands to get her computer.

“We’ll make you gorgeous, my pretty flower!” She shouted back at him as she walked to her room to fetch her laptop. Alucard smiled and flapped his hands around squealing quietly. He felt a bit like a school girl but he didn’t care. He felt so happy, so pretty, so… ecstatic!

Trevor came into the house expecting to see his lovers where they usually were, the kitchen table or at the bar counter. They usually spent hours talking or reading together or skimming the internet before Alucard made dinner. Trevor shrugged off his coat and boots and walked toward their rooms.

“Uh, Sypha? Alucard? Are you guys home yet?” Trevor called out and walked toward his room when he heard giggling and Sypha call out.

“We’re here!” Sypha called out and Alucard added “My room, love!” and Trevor opened the door. Alucard was sitting against the wall with Sypha between his legs and they were looking at something on her laptop. Trevor leaned against the door jam.

“Hey honey! How was your day?” Sypha said and looked up at him. Alucard kept looking at the screen.

“It was alright, the garage was pretty busy but it was alright. What’re you guys up too? Did you guys get to the mall or just call it off?” Trevor asked. Usually the two came back with bags and bags if they go to the mall but Trevor hadn’t spotted any.

“Oh we went but we came home early. We’re just hanging out. Baby felt kinda clingy so we’re just doing some surfing.” Sypha said. The nickname always made Alucard blushy, even after nearly three years. Alucard hummed and moved his hands from the laptop to wrap around Sypha and he pressed his face into her shoulder. Trevor laughed and left to his room to get dressed for dinner and some relaxation time.

“I’m gonna have a beer and take a nap, have fun!” Trevor said and closed his bedroom door. Soon his snores could be heard so Sypha magic-ed their door shut.

“Let’s let him rest tonight. His birthday is next week. Do you think a little show would be a good gift?” Sypha whispered into Alucard’s ear. He nods excitedly. He understands what she means.

Soon a box appeared in Alucard’s room and a sign on his door stating ‘ Treffy no Entry’ which Sypha and Alucard found absolutely hilarious.

Day after day the box was opened and closed, opened and closed. The light blue sets, now stored away in separate ziplock bags just to keep them clean and together, resides there alongside a few more things. A new harness for Sypha made from thick white leather, a crystalline blue dildo, and a stick of bright candy red lipstick.

Alucard had asked about lipstick. He was always so fond of the way it looked smudged and smeared. He decided he looked even prettier when it covered his pale lips. The rest of his lingerie was folded nicely in his dresser.

When they had free time that they weren’t spending with Trevor, Sypha and Alucard were… familiarizing themselves with the garments and new toy. Alucard wore the set often enough, applied his lipstick, and would sit in front of the mirror. Sypha advised that they might get crotchless panties too. Alucard would finger himself open enough to slip the nearly seven inch toy inside. Practice they called it.

Days passed and soon it was the day. Trevor Belmont’s birthday. Alucard had made him a big breakfast of pancakes and fruit with a side of a nice slow blow job. Sypha had to leave earlier than usual to get to the florist shop (“A wedding” she had said). She left after a nice long kiss and a wish of a good day. Alucard had wiped his mouth and tucked Trevor back into his pajama pants.

“You’re so nice to me. Thank you Baby.” Trevor says and leans back in his chair. Alucard smiles and leans over to kiss him.

“It’s your birthday. I have to be nice to you.” Alucard says and kisses him again and rubs his nose lightly over Trevor’s. The older man smiled and groaned as he stood up. He kissed Alucard again while holding onto his slim hips.

“Lovely. Always such a sweet talker. I’ve gotta get going.” Trevor said and went to get dressed. Alucard smiled. It was nice. He was so excited for tonight though.

Although the original plan had gone a bit sideways, Sypha unfortunately started her period three days early, he was still excited because if he was being honest Plan B was his favorite.

The day dragged on. Hour after hour the clock ticked down till it was time to go home. Alucard was antsy all day. He was gittery working at the desk, he was frantic almost when he put books away. He texted Sypha on his breaks. She also was excited. She had been in such a good mood all day.

“Breathe Alucard. It’s okay. Trevor’s gonna be so happy. Just calm down.” Sypha says as she rubbed up and down on Alucard’s stomach. The tall man looked so nervous, he stood in front of the mirror. He was wearing his blue set, which usually made him smile, and he was picking at himself frowning. Sypha had walked in on him once she dressed herself in her outfit, including the white leather harness, and wrapped her arms around him from behind.

“I’m just nervous. I mean… What if he doesn’t like it? What if he thinks that I’m too… I took it too far.” Alucard said quietly. He often had this kind of anxiety. Trevor was bisexual, Alucard knew that. But Trevor had… Trevor had such a fragile masculinity and Alucard always feared that if he started acting… flamboyant or feminine that Trevor would lose interest in him. Even after three years he still feared it. Trevor had told him that he loves him no matter how he dressed.

“Shush now, baby. Just breathe and come on. It’s just me and you. Let me love on you.” Sypha says and runs her hands up to rub the lace against the man’s sensitive nipples. Alucard gasps and pushes his chest forward and nods. Sypha smiles and grabs his hand. She leads him out into the living room where the curtains had been drawn and long black sheets had been hung. There were a few condoms and a bottle of lube on the coffee table in front of the pull out couch which had been fixed up nicely with sheets and a thick blanket folded on the end.

Sypha smiled and shoved Alucard so he would sit down on the couch. She climbed into his lap and kissed him. Alucard grabbed her hips and groaned into the kiss. Sypha pushed her tongue into his willing mouth. It was easy to kiss the vampire. Always so easy to get him all hard and whiny.

Sypha moved her hands from around his neck down to flick and pinch at his nipples through the blue fabric and then to run her nails down his sternum. Alucard groaned and gasped and pulled away so Sypha could kiss and suck at his neck. Alucard groaned out Sypha’s name and bucked slightly under her. His slim fingers grabbed tightly onto her skin and his abdomen muscles clenched and shivered.

Sypha bit his neck lightly and simultaneously pulled the waistband of his garter back and let it snack back. Alucard yelled out slightly before bringing one hand up to cover his mouth. Sypha pulled back and pushed Alucard’s chest until he was flat on his back, his feet hanging off the edge.

Sypha admired him for a moment. The way he flushed such a pretty pink always seemed so adorable to her. But now that it’s gently wrapped in a powder blue… he seems even cuter. She then scooted back so she was sitting on his legs near his knees. Alucard was breathing heavily and his eyes were gleaming as he watched his lover move.

“You look so pretty. Like a lovely flower in bloom. Now on your knees.” Sypha said in a commanding voice. Alucard nodded and rolled over so he was up on his knees and elbows, perking his ass up to Sypha. She gently ran her hands across his ass and then slapped it a few times lightly.

“Syphaaaa… don’t tease me…” Alucard says and bows his head down, arching his back. Sypha laughs and leans back to grab the dildo and the lube bottle. Alucard shifts in anticipation as Sypha takes a moment to thread the dildo through the harness and adjust the straps. But as soon as he looks over to ask if everything’s alright, Sypha pulls the panties down just enough to uncover his hole. She brought her now lube slick fingers up to his hole and rubbed them around the outer muscle for a moment before sinking two of them inside slowly. Alucard’s thighs shook slightly and he groaned and bit the sheet below him.

“Good. Good boy. You look so pretty like this. Like art, baby.” Sypha says and pulls her fingers out and pushes them back in over and over again until she thinks he can take another. She slips her ring finger in beside the others and Alucard whines. He moans and shakes his head.

“No more. No more. Please I need your cock Sypha. I need it, please, please!” Alucard begged and breathed out a shaky little breath. Sypha pulled her fingers out and slicked up the blue dildo.

“Okay, okay. But you have to get up, sit up on your knees. You can lean back onto me. Yeah good. Good baby good.” Sypha says and helps Alucard to sit up on his knees so he’s facing the door. Alucard whines and reaches back to pull the dildo up to his hole. Sypha shushes him and slips it inside and lets Alucard move on his own.

He rocks his hips while leaning back onto Sypha. He thrusts forward and then pushes back. He whines and holds onto Sypha’s hands that are holding onto his hips. He threads their fingers together and he curls his hands so his knuckles are pressed against his skin. Sypha smiles and thrusts lightly.

“I like this. I feel so pretty. I feel perfect. Yes, yes, yes!” Alucard said and moved lightly back and forth. But only a few more thrusts later the door unlocks and opens.

“He-” Trevor says as he opens the door but he catches sight of his presents.

Sypha’s glowing eyes looking at him from over Alucard’s shoulder. Then Alucard… wrapped up like a gift. His eyes all glossy with tears, lips a rich painted red, his chest flushes pink but cooled by tight lace… his hard cock pulling against the fabric that decorated his hips. Trevor stood in the open doorway for what felt like a million years to Alucard but was really a few seconds.

“Fuck yes.” Trevor said and slammed the door and started to strip as he made his way around to get onto the fold out. He had tossed everything and dropped to his knees and kissed Sypha. Alucard was shoved onto his hands and knees with the dildo just pulling at his rim. He whined and pulled off to sit with his lovers. Trevor pulled his tongue from Sypha’s mouth and slipped into Alucard’s.

“I’m the gift, if you couldn’t tell.” Alucard said and Trevor pulled him up to kiss his chest and bite his nipples through the lacey fabric. He kissed and nipped his way down until he was shoving his face into Alucard’s pale sternum.

“So pretty Alucard. So fucking pretty.” Trevor mumbled into stomach as he grabbed and kneaded at the dhampir’s ass. Trevor rubbed his stubly jaw against Alucard’s delicate skin right above the waist band, under the garter.

“Cute too. Cute color.” The brunette said as he took the fabric between his teeth and pulled it down.

Alucard’s flush pink cock happily popped out to bob heavily in front of him. Trevor let the elastic snap back lightly against the pale heavenly perfect balls causing Alucard to squeal and jump a bit. He let out a cry when Trevor moved one hand to hold the base of his cock up and kiss the tip.

“This is also an awfully pretty color.” Trevor said as he ran the tip of his tongue around the head of Alucard’s cock.

“Such a nice contrast isn’t it? The nice light blue against the feverish red? Lovely, really.” Sypha said and slicked up her fingers again and ran them around Trevor’s hole. He never needed much prep since he never took anything too big. His dildo was rather thin and it was only a few inches long. Trevor moaned and jacked Alucard’s cock up and down a few times.

“Yes. Lovely. Though I think these are getting in the way.” Trevor said and snapped the waistband back onto Alucard’s balls again causing the pale man to yell out again and shiver down against the mattress. Sypha laughs and pushes her fingers into Trevor and works them around. Trevor sucks lightly at Alucard’s cock while using one hand to squeeze and kneed Alucard’s ass.

“Baby, on your stomach now.” Sypha said lightly and Trevor pulled back and balanced up on his hands, knees still placed on the bed. Alucard rolls onto his stomach so he’s still flat on the bed. He gently tugs his panties down so the waistband framed the bottom on his ass cheeks. Trevor groaned behind him.

Sypha smiled and scooted closer so Trevor could feel the cool silicone on the back of his thigh. Trevor in turn moved and using one hand he spread Alucard open so he could see his wet little hole. Alucard moaned and shifted his hips up as Trevor kissed up his spin and rubbed his cock over Alucard’s hole.

“Breathe.” Trevor said and waited until Alucard let out a big breath to push in. Alucard usually wasn’t in this position, he was usually under Sypha or fucking Trevor. But he did his best to stay relaxed and let Trevor sink in slowly, filling him up. Alucard was breathing heavily and let out little ‘ ah ah ah’ and short whines by the time Trevor bottomed out inside of him.

“Fuck Alucard, so tight, fuck hot” Trevor grumbled out as he rocked back. Alucard let out high moans and grabbed up the sheet under him. Alucard whined and moaned as Trevor groaned behind him.

“You boys are having too much fun without me. Hold still Trev, Alucard you just keep him nice and warm for a little while.” Sypha said and only got a loud feminine whine out of the blonde man. Trevor just held still and tried to relax his bottom muscles.

Sypha grabbed the small smooth syringe and drew it full of the clear slick. She slipped it into Trevor’s loose and relaxed hole. She then let the lube coat the brunette nice and deep, making sure the way is easy and painless. Trevor groans and lays his head against Alucard’s neck.

The blonde however had no idea what was going on, nor was he worried about anything going on. He felt… euphoric. He felt full to the brim, perfectly full. He savored the feeling of Trevor breathing on his neck. He could barely handle how perfect it all was. The way the lace felt rubbing against his thighs, hips, stomach, and chest flooded his brain, the sensations all flooding him. He had his eyes closed and his ears were ringing, it was just a single touch away from being too much.

While Alucard was dead in his arousal, Sypha lined up the dark colored silicone dildo up to Trevor’s loose relaxed hole. Trevor breathes heavily as Sypha presses in slowly. Trevor groans and melts until Sypha is completely done. She then rocks back and forth. Trevor groans and moans and breathes out quickly when the toy touches lightly on his prostate.

“So cute, the both of you are so cute! Come now, Trev, don’t let poor Alucard just sit there.” Sypha says and pulls Trevor’s hips back, pulling him from Alucard’s tight heat.

“Oh fuck fuck fuck- Baby, so good, so good.” Trevor groaned and started to fuck the whining vampire. Sypha smiled as she held still, happily watching the show.

Trevor could only move back onto the dildo and forward deep into Alucard. He pushed up so he was on his hands and knees. Alucard whined and cried out and yelled when Trevor rammed up against his prostate. Alucard clawed tears into the sheet and shook against the bed. Sypha couldn’t help but bend over some and snap his bralette strap or the top of his stocking or his garter belt every so often. Each time it caused Alucard to cry out and let out high whines. Each time Alucard whined Trevor groaned because the blonde would clench up.

“Okay, poor baby is gonna get sore and you look… conflicted.” Sypha said and placed her hands on Trevor’s hips. She started to quickly snap her hips forward and back, pulling Trevor at the same pace.

Trevor let out loud deep rumbling groans and Alucard screamed and shook violently, cumming in his panties. It wasn’t soon after that Trevor shouted and moaned lowly and emptied himself Alucard’s puffy hole. Alucard shook and tears streamed from his eyes.

Sypha pulled out and undid her harness and dropped it onto the table and shushed the boys. She guided a gummy legged Trevor to lie down next to a crying whimpering Alucard. She grabbed the tissue box from the coffee table and first wiped the lube from Trevor’s hole and cleaned off his cock and then wiped the cum that was dripping from Alucard’s hole but it kept coming so she stacked a few tissues and placed them under his butt and covered him up with his panties and rolled him over onto his back.

“Best. Birthday. Ever.” Trevor said and let Alucard cuddle up to his side. The blonde was foggy eyed and shivering. There was a large wet spot in the front of his panties where the cum was discoloring the fabric. Sypha laughed and gave the birthday boy a suck top water bottle that he sucked down half of and then shared with the blonde who weakly sucked at the water. Sypha threw the blanket up over them and cuddled into Trevor’s other side.

“Sleep Trev, I know you’re tired. I’m gonna make breakfast for dinner. Just sleep.” Sypha whispered and kissed Trevor again and again until his eyes drifted shut and he relaxed.

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dontcallmetreffy · 5 months ago

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WIP Wed with the usual. Adrian taunting Trevor for some possible budding feelings for Sypha… but it also sounds like Sypha and Adrian are exchanging some words as well

#castlevania #castlevania netflix #castlevania fanfic #castlevania fic #trevor belmont #greta of danesti #alucard #adrian tepes #adrian fahrenheit tepes #eventual trephacardgreta

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writersarea · 8 months ago

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The Last Belmont

Chapter 10

Overall Summary: Like any twelve year old would, Trevor ran when he realized that someone wanted to kill him. Better put, Trevor ran when he realized that the Church wanted to kill him and had been happy to light his family's home on fire.

So he ran.

Right into Lisa Tepes.

Rating Teen Audiences and Up

Tags: No Archive Warnings Apply, Dracula/Lisa (Castlevania), Dracula Vlad Tepes | Mathias Cronqvist/Lisa, Alucard | Adrian Tepes | Arikado Genya & Trevor Belmont, Trevor Belmont, Alucard | Adrian Tepes | Arikado Genya, Lisa (Castlevania), Dracula Vlad Tepes | Mathias Cronqvist, Trevor gets adopted, Adoption, death mention, Grief, Depression, Lisa can't pass up a wounded kid, Orphan - Freeform, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Teenagers, Dracula did not sign up for this, Canon-Typical Violence, Pre Canon, Alternate Universe - Pre-Canon, Pre-Canon, POV Third Person, POV Third Person Limited

Excerpt:

“I think it’s the day we actually try to get you out of that bed! What do you say to picking out your own books?” Adrian asked, grinning as the door shut behind him. They always kept the door shut. It made Trevor feel more secure knowing that it would have to open for anyone to come inside, namely Dracula.

Trevor blinked at him in surprise. “Your mother will kill you if I’m not supposed to be out of bed yet, you know,” he warned, though he was already swinging his feet out bed to get up.

He was so tired of being stuck in one place. Before, he had always had something to do. Chores, training, a tree to play in. Something that wouldn’t require him to wait around for his ankle to heal or the burns on his hands to go away. Even going for a brief walk sounded much better than being stuck in this room for another minute.

And it drew a laugh out of Adrian. “Then we’ll die together,” he offered, moving to steady Trevor as he shakily stood, keeping him close. “But I came up here with her permission, so I think we’ll be ok with not angering her. Plus, there’s no stairs between here and there to give you problems.” It earned him an eye roll.

“Ah, yes, stairs, the scariest thing ever,” he responded dryly.

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n0rdic-kn1ght · 9 months ago

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“Damn That Impudent Dhampir” - An Alucard Tepes X OC Fanfiction (Part 1)

My eyes flew open, and I didn’t recognize my surroundings. Weakly, I sat up, and realized I was inside a covered wagon. I looked to my right. There was a man sitting at the very edge of the back of the wagon. His long, wavy blond hair cascaded down his shoulders, and mid-back. My heart skipped a beat at the sight of those blond locks, so very similar to my old friend’s. However, I doubted it was him. Slowly, I peeled my eyes off of him, and looked to my left. In the front coach box, I saw a red-haired woman sitting next to a buff brunette man, with messy hair. My wings slightly quivered with curiosity at who these people were. They didn’t seem harmful to me. Suddenly, memories came flooding back to me. I remembered I had been shot. I jumped a bit, gasping softly. I frantically looked down at my arm, expecting there to be even more blood. To my relief—and my surprise—my arm was carefully wrapped in some cloth, and tied very tightly. The bleeding had stopped. These people had found me, and mended me! A wave of gratitude washed over me, and I decided to muster up the courage to speak to them.

“Th-thank you!”, I said, a bit louder than intended.

Suddenly, the wagon came to an abrupt stop, causing the man on the back to nearly fall off. He gasped softly, and grabbed onto the side of the wagon.

“I-is she awake?!”, the red-haired woman asked, turning around to look at me and the blond man in back.

“She’s alive?!”, the brunette man added, turning to face me, as well. “I thought she was gonna be a goner!”

“Yes… she’s fine, obviously. If she weren’t, she wouldn’t be up and speaking. Even though she should be resting”, the blond man retorted, with some edge to his tone.

This definitely wasn’t my old friend. He wouldn’t have such an irritated tone when it came to me. He would surely recognize me. Right?

“Well, Alucard, it was just a question!”, the red-haired woman retaliated, before hopping off the coach box with the brunette man. They walked to the back of the wagon.

Maybe it could be just a man who happens to be named Alucard, and is also blond?

I slowly, and carefully made my way to the edge of the wagon, and the red-haired woman helped me get down from it.

“Thank you…”, I thanked her.

She nodded, and offered me a kind smile.

“What is your name?”, she asked me.

“I’m Lorena. Lorena Van Lovlin”, I replied.

“Oh. I’m Sypha”, she introduced herself. “And this is Trevor, and Alucard.”

I smiled a tiny bit.

“It’s nice to meet you, Sypha and Trevor”, I began. “But I caught Alucard’s name, earlier.”

“Good for you. Now, why don’t you tell us what you were doing out here in these woods? You weren’t spying on us, were you, pixie?”, Alucard interrogated me, in acid tones.

“Shut the hell up, dhampir. I doubt she could be following us while she’s unconscious!”, Trevor told him off, rolling his eyes.

Dhampir, named Alucard, who happened to be blond. As much as I didn’t want to believe it, part of me was starting to think perhaps this was, indeed, my Alucard. Sypha rolled her eyes at the two of them.

I then sighed, and wondered where I should start with the story of my journey, so far.

“It all started when I made the huge mistake of running away from home at 14 years old…”, I began, sitting back up on the wagon.

The three watched me carefully as I began to unfold the story before them, with my words.

“I ran away from home because I found out that my parents had lied to me about truly being my parents. I was angry that they had kept it a secret from me that I was adopted. I felt betrayed, and I felt as if they were trying to treat me as a child—keeping things from me, ya know? I should’ve known better, way earlier. I’m a half-pixie, for fuck’s sake, and both of my parents are human. Supposedly, my ‘aunt’ and my ‘uncle’ were actually my parents. My mother’s sister had a child with a man of the pixie species, and that child happened to be me. I found out from a local old woman who knew my ‘mother’, because I had began to grow suspicious as to why my parents were not of my kind”, I started. “So upon finding out that information, I ran away for about five years. In those five years, I ran around with a group of other rogue teens and young adults like me, hunting monsters. They weren’t much for family, but they were my friends. Soon, I started to feel guilty. I realized I had been quite selfish to just forget about all that my ‘parents’ had done for me, even if they weren’t my true parents. I came back to a horrible mess of bloodshed, the stench of death everywhere, and my house burnt down to ashes. The reason I’m out here in these woods is because I am on my way to slay the man behind the terrible arson on my village while I was away; Dracula.”

As I finished my story, I noticed all three of them immediately tensed up at my mention of Dracula, and the blond man stared at me with a deep intensity that unsettled me. Soon, they regained their composures, but fear still slightly lingered in their eyes.

“That’s… funny. We’re on our way to do just that”, Sypha told me, biting her lip in deep thought.

“Coincidence… but, part of me is under the impression that our paths were meant to cross”, Trevor added, shrugging, as he scratched his scruffy beard.

“Hmh. So, you’re after my father? Just as we are?”, Alucard questioned, his gaze less intense as before.

I turned to face him, again.

“Dracula is your father?”

He nodded, solemnly.

“Say… are you magical? You know, because you’re a half-pixie? Perhaps you could come with us?”, he asked me. “We’re going to the same place.”

“Trevor! You can’t just ask people if they’re magical, just because they have pixie blood!”, Sypha scolded him, jabbing him in the side with her elbow.

I laughed at the display between the two, and I shook my head.

“No, no. I promise you, it’s quite alright. After all, I do have magic”, I admit, nodding.

“Well, show us a little magic trick, then, will you?”, Alucard said, his tone impatient and slightly doubtful.

“Gladly.”

I snapped my fingers, and watched as Alucard’s hair magically fashioned into a braid, cascading down his back. I giggled as he gasped, clearly not expecting me to perform magic on him. Sypha and Trevor snickered at this.

“Agh!”, Alucard frustratedly ran his fingers through his hair, frantically undoing the braid.

“What? You asked, and you received…”, I retorted, with a raise of my eyebrows.

“Right. Whatever. Just get in the back, half-pixie”, he ordered, his face bright red with embarrassment.

Trevor and Sypha kept snickering quietly amongst themselves as they walked back up to the front of the wagon. With a smug smirk, I climbed back into the covered part of the wagon, and sat down on the blanket they originally had draped over me while I was unconscious.

“For the love of God… she magically fashions my hair into the style only schoolboys, and women would wear…”, he murmured under his breath, clearly annoyed.

I just smiled at this. However, a part of me felt quite sad. I knew deep down this was once the young boy I played with, but he had changed so much. My heart broke at the fact that he didn’t recognize me, at all. Perhaps there was a reason I didn’t see him again, until now. Maybe I wasn’t all that important to him.

#castlevania #castlevania fic #castlevania oc #castlevania fanfiction #alucard tepes #adrian tepes #pixie oc #oc #oc x canon #enemies to lovers

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amazingmsme · 1 year ago

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The Moderator and Monster are One in the Same

AN: I really enjoyed writing this, so I hope y'all enjoy! Thanks to the lovely anon who prompted this, I hope I did your idea justice! Not nearly enough castlevania love, & I hope to write more in the future! I'm obsessed with the thought of Trevor & Alucard being turned into a blushing, giggly mess. I just need these men to be wrecked carnally. But without further ado, please enjoy Sypha playfully hunting down her boyfriends to bully them!

Sypha had only been gone for a few minutes, maybe an hour tops. When she had left, things were fine! They were all getting along well enough, and she had even caught a glimpse of Trevor's rare smile when Alucard made a crude joke. So sue her if she thought they could be left alone together.

Because apparently they can't.

"Hey guys I'm back- whoa. What happened to you two?" she asked, gesturing back and forth between them. Her chipper tone immediately dropped into something more serious when she saw the way both men sat on opposite sides of the room, glaring daggers at each other.

"Why don't you ask him," Alucard spat, disdain dripping from his voice. Trevor prickled at his words, entire body tensing up.

"Me? You're the one who started it!" he snapped back, pointing at him accusingly.

"Well excuse me for getting defensive after you showed off your vampire trophies," he said, calm as ever, though Sypha could sense the rage boiling beneath his skin.

"I wasn't fucking showing off! I was digging through some old junk, I didn't know what all was in there," Trevor growled.

"Oh so a necklace of fangs is just some old junk to you? A mere trinket to gift children as a birthday gift-"

"Shut up! And for your information, we never saw this kind of stuff as kids! ...Not until we got older," Trevor added quietly, adverting his gaze.

"Right, that's when you'd come of age as real monster hunters. Bet you already had a mount picked out for the first vamp you'd murder."

Sypha was so shocked at the rate the fight had escalated, just from her simple question. She tried to interject, but each time she opened her mouth, she was cut off.

"Well that's a hell of an accusation!"

Alucard scoffed. "I don't hear you denying it."

Trevor blinked, caught off guard by his words. "You really think I'd do that?" Only Sypha caught the tinge of hurt laced in his words.

"Oh I don't know, the Belmonts seem more like a cult to me at this point. Brainwashing a child to do their bidding doesn't seem all that far fetched."

Trevor's hands balled into a fist. "Well fuck you too!" he yelled, taking a few steps closer to Alucard. "I never wanted any of this! You think I liked having that responsibility hanging over my head all my life?"

Alucard smirked. "Very much so, yes."

"Guys, cut it out!" Sypha managed to cut in, but was immediately talked over.

"You know nothing about me, or my family," Trevor said through gritted teeth.

"Oh I know quite a lot, actually. Based on how you fight, I'm honestly a little surprised they managed to kill any vampires. Even if they were twice as skilled as you, it's no wonder they were wiped out."

"THAT IS ENOUGH!" Sypha yelled over the heated argument, effectively shutting them up. "Seriously you guys, what the hell has gotten into you? I mean, you were fine when I left! Can we not have just one fucking day where you don't try and kill each other?" she scolded.

"Like I said, he started it," Trevor mumbled.

"That doesn't even matter at his point! You two were finally getting along, then I leave and you get into some stupid argument! You guys are honestly insufferable sometimes," she huffed, fingers running through her short hair. "I mean, would it kill you to be just a little bit nicer?"

"Yes."

"Oh absolutely."

"Oh no, none of that! What you said to each other was really fucked up, so I can only imagine what was said when I was gone." They both looked rather guilty, which told her all she needed to know. She crossed her arms, an unamused look firmly in place. "You're both gonna apologize," she demanded, to which they immediately protested. Sypha shushed them just as quickly.

"I mean it," she said, crossing her arms over her chest. They each mumbled a halfhearted apology, which was good enough for her.

"There, now was that so hard?" she asked, tone lighter. "Come on, I need help carrying a few things," she said, walking back out to their wagon where she'd bought a few supplies and food from the nearby market.

It seemed that even the small task of carrying in groceries turned into a pissing contest between the two where they tried to outdo the other by carrying the most bags in one go. As much as it annoyed her, she had to admit it was pretty funny to watch.

She expected things to simmer back down to normal after her return, but things still felt incredibly tense. The awkward silence stretched on for far to long and was only broken when she spoke up. They were in the kitchen preparing a stew for dinner, and the usual witty and playful banter between the three of them was nowhere to be found. Trevor and Alucard only addressed her specifically, intentionally going out of their way to ignore the other.

As she slid the last of the chopped vegetables into the pot, she came to a realization.

"Are you guys seriously giving each other the silent treatment? I mean, how old are you?"

"My mother taught me if you have nothing nice to say, say nothing at all," Alucard quipped.

"Oh that's rich coming from you," Trevor snarked back.

"Can you just stop bickering? The fate of the world is at stake and you two are fighting like an old married couple."

"Objection, that would imply that I actually like that pompous dick," Trevor teased. He hummed, looking him up and down. "Though now that you said it, he does look a bit like a house wife," he teased.

Alucard rolled his eyes. "Yes yes, and you look like a filthy slob of a husband," he shot back, falling back into their usual bickering instead of the mean spirited fight form a few hours ago.

Once the stew was ready and they filled their stomachs with warm hearty food, things had calmed down. Though Sypha could still sense Trevor's excessive moodiness and Alucard's quiet brooding. She breathed out a long sigh, grabbing their attention.

"What is it?" Trevor asked, arching a brow.

"I can't take this anymore! You two are supposed to have made up by now but you're still acting like pouting children!" she exclaimed, catching them off guard.

"I'm not pouting."

"Indeed, neither am I."

"Yes you are. But you have got to put aside your differences and contempt for each other if our plan is gonna work. So, I suggest some, team bonding, I guess you could call it."

Alucard let out an annoyed huff as Trevor leaned back in his chair with a loud groan.

"Not this shit again Sypha. Your icebreaker questions are dull and pointless, that we can agree on," he spoke up and Alucard nodded and hummed in agreement.

"No, this is a different kind of bonding. You see, if you spend all day acting like disgruntled children, I see no reason not to treat you as such," she spoke matter of factly and began pacing the floor in front of them. Trevor perked up in his chair, giving her a quizzical look.

"Eh? The hell's that supposed to mean?"

"You two are going to play a game where you're on the same team."

They both scoffed, but she continued. "Whether you like it or not, you're gonna have to start looking out for one another. Clearly you guys need some practice, so I thought I'd give you some incentive."

"What kind of incentive?" Trevor asked.

"Well, we'll be facing all kinds of monsters, so it's only fitting for you to help each other outrun one," she explained.

It was Alucard's turn to sigh. "What kind of monster got inside this time?" he questioned. It wouldn't be the first time a small demon managed to slip in through a broken window or cracked door.

"Oh no, there's no real monster," she was quick to assure.

"Then what "monster" will we be facing?" Trevor asked using air quotes. He took a sip of water, a bored expression on his face.

"Me! I-I mean, the most fearsome beast in all the land," she said, pitching her voice down an octave to try and appear intimidating. Trevor and Alucard locked eyes, a look confusion and amusement shared between them. "A common enemy to both of you I presume," she continued with the theatrics.

"Just get on with it," Trevor insisted.

"I am, sheesh! Keep that up and you'll really be in for it," she teased with a smirk. "Anyways, the rules are simple. You just have to stay out of the clutches of the ruthless tickle monster!" she growled, holding her hands up, fingers curled into claws and wiggling menacingly. Trevor stiffened while Alucard stifled a laugh.

"And that would be you?" he asked skeptically, fangs peaking out behind his smirk.

"Duh. Isn't it obvious?"

"I'm sorry, but you can't expect us to take this seriously," Trevor said, shifting in his seat. She flashed a smile and leaned in across the table he was seated at.

"Oh I'm hoping you don't. It's much more fun when you're already giggling in anticipation," she purred, relishing in the blush that spread beneath his stubble. "All you have to do is avoid getting captured. Should be easy," she said nonchalantly. She prided herself in being able to goad them into doing exactly what she wants.

"But remember! This is about teamwork, so you have to help each other!"

"Yeah, no. We're grown men, we're not playing along with your... silly little games. Right Alucard?" he asked, looking to his right for backup. But he was nowhere to be seen. "Alucard?"

Alucard was already running down the hall.

"Fucking coward," he mumbled, pushing his chair away from the table and stumbling to his feet, racing after him. "Wait for me you prick! We're supposed to stick together!"

Sypha cupped her hands around her mouth and shouted after them, "I'll give you a 15 second head start!" She let out an evil chuckle as she watched them round the corner. "This is gonna be fun." She counted aloud for them to hear before she began stalking slowly down the halls.

Trevor raced down the hall to catch up with Alucard. "Way to leave me behind back there!"

Alucard looked at him out of the corner of his eye and smirked. "Not my fault you wanted to stick around and chat. You really need to learn when it's best to just run. You do know what self preservation is, don't you?" he asked teasingly.

Trevor snorted and rolled his eyes. "Of course I do you ass," he said, softly shoving his shoulder. "I just. Thought she might be bluffing."

Alucard gave him a knowing look. "Oh really? You didn't just want to wait her out until she pounced?"

Their pace had slowed down to a brisk walk, but Trevor came to a halt, nearly tripping over his own feet. "I should offer you up as bait for that," he growled, looking away to hide his blush.

"Hm, can't say I'd mind all that much," he admitted. Trevor nearly gave himself whiplash with how fast he turned to look at him. "Oh don't look at me like that. I know you don't really hate it as much as you claim."

Trevor looked at him, mouth agape. "Wha- no I- I do not!" he stumbled over his words, making Alucard chuckle.

"Why so embarrassed?" he taunted, fangs glinting behind his smirk.

"I'm not embarrassed. A-and we need to get a move on, Sypha could creep up on us at any moment," he said, looking over his shoulders nervously.

"If she does, we can easily outrun her. Not that we want to," he boldly claimed.

"I wouldn't be so sure about that," a new voice spoke up from behind.

"Sypha!" Trevor yelped, whipping around to face her. She was stalking down the hall with a downright evil grin on her face.

"Right, that's our cue to run." Alucard grabbed Trevor's hand and pulled him along as he flew down the hall. Trevor could barely keep up with his inhuman speed.

"What the hell happened to that cocky "I don't care if we get caught and tickled to death" attitude?" Trevor taunted from behind. It was Alucard's turn to blush.

"Hey I didn't say it like that!" he hissed. "But what fun is it without a chase?"

"Oh so you admit it's fun? In that case, might as well offer you up as bait." Alucard had no time to brace himself before Trevor pounced. They grappled for a few seconds as Sypha crept around the corner, ducking back behind it before they saw her. She quietly watched their playful scuffle, chuckling to herself. They needed this, especially after their fight.

Trevor grabbed him from behind, slipping his arms underneath Alucard's own and holding him still. Alucard squirmed around with a giddy smile on his face.

"Trevor you dick, lehehet me go!"

"Wow, laughing already? You really do make the perfect bait," he teased. He let a hand drift down to tease Alucard's waist, tweaking his hip. He yelped, a wobbly smile tugging at his lips.

"S-stohohop, we're supposed toho work together!" he playfully whined.

"We are! Can't remember the last time we got along so well!" Trevor taunted. "Now just laugh nice and loud to draw her out. Then, while she's busy with you, I can sneak up on her and we can turn the tables. How's that for teamwork?" he laid out his perfect plan all while digging his fingers into Alucard's armpits making him scream with laughter.

Sypha decided that was the perfect time to make herself known. "Oh that's a great idea. Except maybe next time, don't lay out your entire plan for the enemy to hear. And also, don't hang your partner out to dry," she said with a smirk. Trevor gasped and dropped Alucard like a sack of potatoes. Luckily he caught himself, standing to his feet and sporting a bright pink blush. Trevor's own cheeks matching the hue.

"Sypha! D-didn't know you were standing there," he said, a nervous smile plastered on his face as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"That was your mistake."

They stood there for a moment, just staring at each other. Then, Trevor and Alucard turned on their heels and took off down the hall.

Sypha decided that she had let them run long enough, she didn't want them to be too out of breath, after all, so she muttered a spell and sent a blast of energy in their direction, knocking them off their feet.

"Not fair, magic's totally cheating!" Trevor cried out as he rolled onto his back. He let out a startled yelp when he saw her standing over him.

"I'd argue that using poor Alucard as bait is cheating too," she taunted, squaring down to be at their level and even going as far as to cup Alucard's chin.

He slammed his chin against his neck instinctively, biting his lip to keep his giggles at bay. She noticed and smirked to herself, fluttering her fingers along his jawline. He snorted, the blush on his cheeks growing darker.

"Ihihit's his idehehea! Get hihihim!" he whined. Sypha smirked, dragging Trevor back by his ankle to be even with Alucard.

"Oh don't worry, he has what's coming to him," she taunted in an evil purr. "Don't you Treffy?" she asked, tracing the shell of his ear. He snickered and shook his head frantically.

"Sypha c-cut ihihit out!"

She cocked her head to the side quizzically. "Hm? Who's this Sypha you speak of? I'm the tickle monster! RAAAAH!" she screamed as she lunged forth, scribbling up Alucard's ribs with one hand while squeezing Trevor's sides with the other. They both let out loud, giggly shrieks, curling in on themselves and weakly batting at her hands.

Alucard was trying to roll onto his stomach, but that gave her free access to his back, which she took full advantage of. She scribbled up his spine, eliciting a loud squeal that gave way to helpless laughter. Meanwhile her right hand was busy drilling circles over Trevor's hip. A stream of deep, rumbly giggles flowed freely, only broken up by the occasional snort. He was more focused on shoving his face into the carpet than anything else, only caring about hiding his quickly reddening cheeks.

Sypha threw her head back with a loud, maniacal cackle, fingers flying from spot to spot and sending her friends further into hysterics.

"Aaaw I had no idea you guys were so ticklish! Now I know the perfect way to make sure you two behave," she taunted.

"Ihihi do behehehave!" Alucard insisted the same time Trevor growled, "You better nohohot!"

"Why am I hearing talking when I should be hearing helpless laughter?" she questioned. Alucard giggled nervously, curling in on himself at the threat. Trevor was blushing redder than a cherry and failed miserably at hiding the embarrassed chuckles that poured freely from his mouth.

She slipped her hand under Alucard's shirt and scribbled her long nails against his toned abs. He snorted and tried to push himself away, but she had him sufficiently pinned. Meanwhile she was counting her way up Trevor's ribs, earning a string of creative insults through howling laughter.

"Wow, who knew the vampire and the monster hunter were such ticklish dorks!" she taunted, sporting a wide grin. They responded in unison.

"Ihihi ahaham nohohot!"

"Ohoho fuck ohohohoff!"

"Oh don't be like that! After all, you're so cute when you let yourself laugh," she cooed, reaching down to squeeze Trevor's knees, leaving him kicking and fighting back hysterical laughter. Needless to say, it was a losing battle.

She looked over at Alucard and smirked. "You too Alucard," she purred, skittering up his side, pinching his lower ribs. He shrieked and bubbly giggles followed after.

"Dohohon't patronize mehehe!" he whined, arms flailing around uselessly to try and shove away her prying hands. She tossed her head back with a laugh and walked her fingers up his ribs, drawing out shrill giggles and snorts. She was having fun taking them apart, and she didn't bother hiding it.

"Me? Patronize you? Never," she teased, reaching over to scratch up and down his other side, giving the same treatment to the right side of his ribs. "If anything, I'm complimenting you!" she chirped, crawling her hands up higher until she dove for his underarm. He shrieked and fell victim to shrill hysterics.

"Wehehell quit ihihit!" Alucard giggled, managing to squirm away a few inches.

"Oh no you don't!" she cried as she drug him back by his ankles, which gave Trevor the opportunity to roll away. She easily pulled him back into her clutches, wrapping her arms around both of their waists. Her fingers set to work, digging into pudgy sides and squeezing sensitive hips. Trever doubled in on himself while Alucard twisted side to side, each bursting into loud, carefree cackles.

"Oh you poor, poor things. Far too ticklish for your own good, you didn't possibly think you could actually escape, did you?" she asked tauntingly, scratching just below Alucard's ribcage with her left hand while the right was busy vibrating against Trevor's soft abs. Both men were blushing a rather dark shade of red as their laughter rose in pitch and harmonized. They even started begging in unison.

"Y-you cahahan't dohoho this to mehehe!"

"Syphahaha please! Have mehehercy!"

She smirked as they continued to writhe and shriek beneath her hands. "Oh I'm sorry, I'm afraid your friend has been possessed. She won't be showing you mercy anytime soon," she teased, snorting in amusement at her own silly antics. She really cracked herself up at times.

"Ohoho cohome ohohon!" Trevor half screamed, half whined through his laughter. She looked down at them, taking in their giddy, limp forms draped over her arms and decided they might deserve just a little mercy. She giggled out a sigh, hugging them tighter to her chest. She enjoyed the nervous chuckles that escaped from Trevor's throat as well as the bubbly titters that slipped past Alucard's lips.

She leaned in to plant a kiss on each of their cheeks. "I guess you learned your lesson," she caved, poking their tummies to draw out a few more giggles before letting them go. They were both panting and had to lean against one another for support.

"Remind me what the point was? Other than just giving yourself an excuse to torment us," Alucard deadpanned, but his shy, lopsided smirk remained in place.

"Oh, so you need a refresher already?" she teased, snickering to herself when he helped and clung onto Trevor for protection, not so subtly using him as a human shield.

"N-no, I'm good!"

"Yup! Teamwork makes the dream work, help each other out, yadda yadda yadda," Trevor added for "clarification." Sypha grinned proudly.

"See? My methods are foolproof!" she boasted, throwing her arms around her friends' shoulders. "And don't you guys feel so much better after playing and having a good laugh?"

"Ah, so you did have ulterior motives," Alucard noted.

"You say that like it's a bad thing! You two would've been at each other's throats if it weren't for me," she said, crossing her arms over her chest. "I would think a thank you would be in order."

Trevor scoffed, "Thank you? For that?" he asked incredulously.

"You're welcome Treffy!" she chirped, loving the way the blush returned to his stubbled cheeks.

"Not what I meant," he mumbled under his breath, letting out a disgruntled and embarrassed huff.

"Seriously though. I hope you guys realize how important you can be for each other, and how you need to rely on someone to have your back," she said, tone growing more serious.

"No, I get where you're coming from. Trevor and I can't let our petty squabbles interfere with a real fight," Alucard agreed. "Even if your methods are a little... odd."

She giggled softly and snuggled between them from where they all laid on the floor. "But the main lesson to learn from this, is that you guys aren't so different from each other. And you actually have fun together! At least when you let yourselves, and you aren't worried about centuries worth of family drama," she mildly chastised. They chuckled sheepishly, knowing she had a point.

"Noted. Play nice with each other, or else you'll tickle the shit out of us," Trevor taunted, still not taking the playful threat seriously despite the fact he had been screaming with laughter mere minutes ago.

"Shut up, I'm serious!" she whined, though she found herself giggling at his sassy remark.

"I am too," Trevor said, drawing the attention of both Sypha and Alucard. He cleared his throat, adverting his gaze to the ground. "Truth be told, I don't like fighting with you, Alucard."

Alucard perked up, shifting ever so closer. "No?" he questioned, voice soft.

"No, not really," he confirmed.

Alucard hummed, leaning on his arm for support. "Well that makes two of us." Now it was Trevor's turn to look at him.

"What?"

"I don't like fighting with you either. But, it just felt... normal to do so. Like, I'd be disrespecting my heritage if I was nice to you," he said, opening up for what felt like the first time.

Trevor nodded as he spoke, "Yeah, I get what you mean. I uh, honestly felt the same, now that you mention it."

Sypha looked between them, a happy smile etched onto her features. She reached out to grasp both of their hands. "Aw, isn't this nice?" she cooed, startling them out of their heart to heart. "See how easy it is to just talk to each other instead of screaming-"

"We get it Sypha!" Trevor groaned before giving a reluctant sigh. "I'll hand it to you; you were right this time. But don't just think you can get away with this," he said, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.

She shrugged and blew him off. "Oh I really don't think I have anything to worry about," she said, snorting in amusement. She was completely oblivious to the way Alucard's own expression matched Trevor's look of mischief.

"I wouldn't be so sure," Alucard spoke up from behind. A chill crawled up her spine at the warning. "After all, we just had a lesson on the importance of teamwork. Isn't that right?"

Sypha gulped and bolted down the hall.

As it would turn out, Trevor and Alucard make a great team.

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ruiniel · 11 months ago

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Fandom: Castlevania Series (2017-2021)

Rating: M

Characters: Alucard, Trevor Belmont, Sypha Belnades

Relationships: Alucard/Trevor Belmont/Sypha Belnades

Additional Tags: Post-Castlevania Season 2, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Fluff, Trephacard, Grief/Mourning, Mental Anguish, Hurt/Comfort, Illnesses, Monsters, Canon typical violence, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Friendship, Developing relationship, Polyamory, Eventual smut

Chapter I

Also on AO3.

A lazy wind breathes through the trees as they near the structure, stopping before the building.

“It seems… quiet,” Sypha comments, gazing at the walls covered in dark green ivy. Chipped murals depicting biblical episodes are visible here and there, painted faces of saints staring at them with aged eyes.

“I hear no heartbeats,” Alucard adds, and Trevor hums as he follows along the side to the main entrance.

The wooden gates of intricately carved wood are ajar, and worn with time.

“Dustier than I remember it,” murmurs Trevor as they enter, watching sparse rays of light filter in through the stained glass windows.

“And empty,” Sypha says, lighting a swift flame with a flick of her fingers.

The giant cross of a teary, dying savior does nothing to alleviate the sense of barrenness the place invokes within the hunter, something that doesn’t slot at all with memories of what used to be.

“Whoever dwelled here has long since departed,” Alucard surmises, paging through a dusty Bible set on the pulpit. “This place is abandoned.”

“Thank you, lord Obvious,” Trevor mutters. “That was that, then, let’s go.”

It’s funny, sometimes, how the very worst of luck catches you by the throat. It’s a useless thought coming to mind as the doors creak behind them. “Huh, strange.”

“What is?” asks Sypha, her voice echoing in the vast enclosure.

“There’s no wind now,” Trevor says, gazing long at the broken tiles. “There used to be a cellar here though, and—”

He doesn’t finish, caught off guard while his body strikes the broken floor. “What the hell’s wrong with y—” his words die there, gazing from Alucard’s strained expression towards the wall.

What looks like thick slime slides down the washed out silhouette of one mural painting, burning its way through the wall.

“Behind you!” Sypha.

He and Alucard both roll over together grasping at each other, fast enough to miss another projectile of the same stuff, at which point all Trevor’s reflexes get a good grip.

They’re both on their feet in a second. “What the fuck are those?”

They stare at the giant dark mass slithering towards them from every which way—some crawl above them, over the ceiling, curved talons leaving cracks in the stone.

“I don’t recognize their ilk,” Alucard helpfully adds, his sword slashing the air at his side.

“Whatever they are, hoping they die,” Trevor says, his whip at the ready, watching Sypha already forced into dispensing with ones having made their move. Too far, she’s too far. He doesn’t like it, not one bit, but now the two of them have their own batch to deal with as two bodies fall to pieces before him.

“Belmont!”

Trevor avoids the burning projectile, jumping as high as his muscles allow, landing right atop one of those things and he can’t see faster than his own movement, instinct taking over as he knifes it in the head—or what he thinks is its head?— then curls his whip around his arm, unleashing it against a larger one.

And ‘creature’ is the right word here—they look as bad as they reek, and somehow he ends up back to back against Alucard, downing as many as they can while trying not to get burned alive by whatever they’re spewing with relish.

Multiple, hairy legs. There seem to be no eyes, his mind reels as he tries to find weak points, gaze briefly on Sypha at the front of the long chamber, freezing and burning them in turn as fast as her magic can hold.

“Go to her!” Alucard cries, and Trevor doesn’t need a second urging. Not that she couldn’t handle this, but they don’t know the nature of these damn hellcritters, nor can they risk impairment—either of them—if they want to stay alive.

The whip cracks as he makes a swing through her fire, rolling behind her and up in the next moment.

“How are we doing here?” The space feels so much smaller now, crammed as they are.

“So... damn... many!” Sypha retorts, flushed from the effort.Trevor senses the anger in her voice as she does a fell sweep, icing a quarter of their surroundings but more just.keep.coming.

“Swarm!”

They’ve been through worse, after all. They coordinate like one when the need calls for it, but when he sees Alucard facing more and more on his own, by comparison he and Sypha aren’t doing so badly.

“If only we could get the fuck out of here!” he cries, but likely she cannot hear him, focused as she is. Trevor lashes at two more spiderhags or whatever the hell they are, avoids a sputter of burning excretion at his face as he makes his way in a painstaking churn at Alucard’s side.

Their eyes meet—and Alucard wants to speak but doesn’t get to, and all Trevor sees is his horrified expression, and then the reason why.

“What are you doing? You were supposed to—”

The scream feels like a blow, and with a desperation he’s never felt Trevor glances to where Sypha was—was, because the very floor is sinking, crumbling before their eyes, taking her and a slew of those things with it.

“Sypha!” he yells above the mayhem, rushing forward, pure relief when he reaches the chasm and sees her down there, in one piece. He lands before her inert body, just in time to clash with the mass of two creatures.

At the end of his tether, he trips—but instead of being beheaded by a set of talons, a red flash blinds him once, and again and again, and soon there is dust settling and a horrible, endless ringing in his ears.

Trevor tries to breathe, and somewhere along the way he’s taken Sypha into his arms, hugging her to him with the instinctual intent of a human shield.

Now, panting, he can see her better. “Hey…” he tries, but her eyes are closed, and her form lacks that tense strength he knows.

“Give her to me.” Alucard.

Trevor obeys, not least because what-the-fuck-just happened, but he doesn’t have the strength to get her back up there.

Alucard does so, gentle in laying her on a bench before bringing Trevor up so fast he turns and vomits on the broken tiling.

The festering odour, the darkness, the silence are all too much, but the thought of—

“Sypha,” he calls, feeling both lost and dumb, looking to Alucard who’s bundling her in his now ragged coat. “I… Alucard…”

Alucard doesn’t answer, quick about his task. “I watch myself,” Trevor hears, words spoken in a chilling calm. “You watch each other’s backs, that was always our agreement.” He lifts Sypha in his arms again.

Well, crap. “You were fucking swamped—”

Alucard rounds on him, freezing at a pained hiss from Sypha. He gazes at her briefly, in anger and remorse and the worry twisting Trevor’s own heart. His voice is low when he looks up, a bright red flame burning in the depths of his eyes. “You wanted to stay? What for? For this? So I can see you maimed, so I can watch you die?”

“Hey!” Whatever’s turning Alucard inside out reaches him too, now, and he can’t shut up. As usual. “Nothing works by the fucking book, but at least we're all still here, alive—”

Alucard turns away, Sypha held tightly in his arms, pacing out of the building as fast as he can without jarring her.

Trevor follows, staring up at the skies tinted in a deceptively peaceful blue. Shit. It all makes him dizzy. He breathes through his nose, begging the battle tension to drain from his body faster, wishing for the words he so wants to spew to lie under his tongue where they belong. We wanted to stay so that you wouldn’t be in that fucking carcass of a place all by yourself. Because we care. Because I—

Doesn’t matter. His fists are clenched as he follows, fast on Alucard’s heels.

“Will she be all right?”

“Of course.”

Trevor watches Alucard, rushing to and fro. He’s inspected Sypha for injuries as soon as they reached the castle, finding a sprained ankle, but luckily not much else. “I’m not certain about the extent of injury to her head, though.” He speaks through gritted teeth, but lost that flare of anger which so made Trevor want to smack him over the jaw in their frenzy.

Now, there is only relief. Trevor lifts his chin, watching Alucard carefully clean the scrapes on Sypha’s face, then bares her leg to be splinted and bandaged. She lies there on a working table-turned-bed, in the laboratory. Not once does he raise his gaze to Trevor’s.

“Do you need help?”

Alucard shakes his head.

“Look,” Trevor begins. His throat aches. Sypha opens her eyes, gazes at him for a moment before her features return to stillness. “I’m—”

“I have this, Trevor,” Alucard murmurs, bent over her. “Go clean yourself up.”

His tone is dry, his hands meticulous in wrapping a gauze around the splint.

Trevor sighs, guilt and worry warring within like serpents coiling to bite. He clenches and unclenches his fists, winces in pain, figures it’s best he makes himself scarce before he says something he might truly regret. There’s been enough of that going around lately.

As such, he turns on his heel and slowly departs, aiming for a change of clothes and, considering the burning sensation he’s begun to feel in his arm, some doctoring of his own.

It feels wrong like this; he should be back there, holding her hand, doing something—but Alucard’s stone-cold demeanor, the set line of his jaw and the cast of blame on his features… he couldn’t bear it. Part of him is grateful to Alucard for sending him away.

Is he a coward, too, afterall?

‘What are you running to? Do you have a destination in mind?’ Sypha’s grandfather had once asked in the early days of their meeting; in another life, it feels, before he knew that what his heart needed was right there, before him.

Trevor reaches his chamber, an old chamber with a tall ceiling where the breeze of evening sends long sheer draperies fluttering. He goes over to a washing basin, fills it and stares at the water, feeling for all the world like an outcast more than ever before in his life.

The walls are chipped here, he now notices. This place is silent as a grave when it wants to be, especially, it seems, when he most needs it to be anything but. Alucard stares down at his burden, held in his arms. The lack of timber left the fireplace cold, and he hopes what he can offer will be enough.

They were careless. They were ambushed, they were—how had he not sensed anything amiss? He’s been here for hours, thinking the same thoughts, buried in the same guilt.

And Belmont…

A meld of concern and pure vitriol rises through him. How the hell did the hunter not see it coming either? If nothing else, they always trusted in each other’s abilities, and this time it was… nearly not enough. And he’ll be damned but he lost all composure the moment he rushed down there and saw them, and if anything happens to her, to either of them, he doesn’t know what he’ll do.

That’s probably what frightens him the most.

And it's not until Sypha stirs, body tensing as she seeks a more convenient place to rest her head against his shoulder that Alucard remembers how the weight of her makes him dizzy, like before, all those times when a fleeting stare or touch sent her static right through him.

She brings a hand to his chest, staring up at him with long-lashed eyes, bleary and slow to focus. Her cheek is pressed to his collarbone.

“I... fell asleep…”

“Don't worry about that,” Alucard smiles, boot propped against one leg of the couch opposite them, gently rocking them back and forth in the chair. “Sleep will aid the healing process.”

“Mm…”

She's still out of it, then. “How does your leg feel?”

The swelling on its own gives a rather good indication. Sypha moves, winces in pain. “Hurts less than earlier, doesn't make me want to scream … as well as can be?”

“Good,” his fingers skim the curve of her scalp, over a hidden scar he discovered there one night, the shape of a ragged sickle moon. He never did ask her how she came by it, but now words clog his throat like trapped fledglings eager to soar.

She inhales, sighs, an arm snaking lazily around his neck. “Adrian…”

“Yes,” Alucard frowns, unused to hearing those letters in that order from her mouth.

“... too warm.” Her skin is slightly damp against his.

“I know. But the pain relief will help, you'll see. Forgive me, Sypha.” It sounds vacuous to his own ears, his regret. Sypha curls up more into him, and all he wants to do is die.

“Silly. There is nothing to forgive,” she shakes her head, voice raspy and cracking.

Of course she’d say this. And things could have gone so much worse today. His arm tightens around her. “This could have been avoided, if only we—”

Sypha lifts her head; his breath catches with the brief press of lips to his jaw. “Don’t stay upset with Trevor,” she says, then sleepily hides against his neck. Her messy hair tickles his chin, and he can still smell the soap on her hot skin from her bath this morning.

“I’m…” Alucard presses his eyes shut. “I’m not.” Another mistake, his own doing. His hand alights on her hip, settles there. “Can I tell you something?”

“Always.”

He sighs, the creaking motion of the rocking chair filling the silence for a moment. “I confess that I… don't yet know how to handle this.”

Sypha looks back at him, her eyes soft, lips slightly parted. “…this?”

Alucard's leg stops its languid motion of swaying them back and forth in the chair. He can't seem to bring the right order of words to this particular weave of feeling, the despair and the longing and relief; the blood. The truth of what they both are to him. "The two of you, close. Being here, living here.”

Sypha smiles. “Tell him that, too, will you?”

“... I thought you were out cold at the time.”

“I have a special sense…” she slurs, head falling heavier against him, “... for when you two argue…”

“Do you, now?” He needs no answer, and expects none will come anyway. She’s softened against him again, unconscious.

Trevor fumbles with the roll, winces from the pure agony erupting in his arm and his abused fingers cramp so suddenly the bandage dressing drops from his hands.

“Stupid idiot,” he grumbles, watching as it unrolls over the floor all the way to Zori the cat, who saunters through the space and sets to inspect it by way of paw, before raising his head to meow at Trevor.

“I'm glad someone agrees,” Trevor says, rubbing at his forehead. He's tired; more tired than he's been in a while.

“What… are you doing?”

He looks ahead and sees Alucard, leaning with his shoulder against the entrance to the laboratory.

“Oh, just talking to my friend here,” Trevor says. “What does it look like I'm doing, Alucard?” He’s avoided coming down here for as long as he could, but now it had become imperative he does something about this damn burn. “Apparently, one of those fuckers nicked me and since I'm rather attached to my limb, came here to do something about it.”

Alucard's face becomes alert. “Let me see.”

“It's, uh, fine,” Trevor says while the other nears him. “No need to fuss over this too, all right? You've got enough to worry about now with Sypha and I've mended myself before—”

“Let me see,” Alucard insists, now facing Trevor, who's still seated atop the long table.

Trevor rolls his eyes but the pain has spread to his entire left arm, and it throbs, it pulses; he wipes the sweat beading on his forehead, gazing at Alucard, who patiently regards him in turn.

“Is this a staring contest?” Alucard deadpans. After another moment, he adds, “Sypha is resting. Will be, for some time yet.”

“Fine,” Trevor reaches for the fastenings of his shirt with his right hand, setting to undo them with moderate to no success.

The brush of fingers against his, warm and firm, stay his movement. The hunter stares up. His own hand drops in his lap, allowing Alucard to undo the first clasp at the base of his neck, then the next, following lower, and despite the pain something tightens inside him with each brief, clipped touch. Fucking ridiculous.

Finally done, Alucard helps him out of the fairly ruined shirt, careful with Trevor's arm and slowly taking hold of his wrist. His eyes dart to Trevor’s face when the hunter grits his teeth. He frowns, inspecting the raw wound carved into flesh.

“...What is it?”

"This needs cleaning and treatment.”

“Thought as much.”

“Come with me," Alucard instructs, releasing his wrist and turning away. He leads them to another corner of the laboratory.

“Sit.”

Trevor does so without complaint, exhausted, and does what he’s told. For all his growling and griping, Alucard is careful with these things, almost endearingly so. Soon his wound is cleaned and bandaged much better than he could ever do himself. “Is this to be your life, now?” he asks late, worried by the deepening shades on Alucard’s drawn face.

He receives a side-stare as the other returns utensils to their rightful place. “I’m not sure what you mean.”

“Making pancakes, patching us up after the heavier fights,” Trevor says. The burn has dulled significantly owed to the salve Alucard used on him. He feels a little dizzy, like his blood is sludgy and crawling through his veins. “Alucard…?”

“Easy now,” he hears, then realizes his forehead is pressed against Alucard, whose body seems to be the only thing between him and the floor. “You nearly fainted.”

“Umm… fuck's sake, sorry…” Maybe that’s why he can’t keep a coherent thought going.

“Don’t be sorry, Trevor.”

Right now he’s not much of anything, anymore. He wants to tell Alucard that, too, but his mouth will barely open. “Hell, Alucard… what did you give me… Don’t go… not finished…” Is he being carried somewhere? He’s likely never sounded as pitiful, but Trevor finds it nowhere within himself to care.

“I’m not going anywhere,” comes Alucard’s voice, closer, along with a violent heartbeat thumping against Trevor’s ear. “Of that you can be certain.”

TBC

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darkimaginativeplace · 9 months ago

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Chapter: 4/? Fandom: 悪魔城ドラキュラ | Castlevania Series, Castlevania (Cartoon), Castlevania (Cartoon 2017-2021) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Trevor Belmont/Sypha Belnades, Trevor Belmont | Alucard/Trevor Belmont | Alucard, Alucard | Adrian Tepes | Arikado Genya/Trevor Belmont/Sypha Belnades, Alucard | Adrian Tepes | Arikado Genya/Greta, Sypha Belnades & Greta Characters: Trevor Belmont, Trevor Belmont and Sypha Belnades' Unnamed Child, Sypha Belnades, Alucard | Adrian Tepes | Arikado Genya, Greta (Castlevania), Original Characters, Original Trans Character(s) Additional Tags: Domestic, Domestic Fluff, Post-Canon, Polyamory, Slice of Life, I made up a child character and she's trans bc why not, and alucard is too, Trans Character, Trans Alucard | Adrian Vlad Tepes | Arikado Genya, Future Dad Trevor, More tags to be added, Rating May Change, Explicit Language, Trevor's canon swearing, Swearing, Quickies, Library Sex, Trevor has a blasphemy kink, Vaginal Fingering, Dry Humping, Caught in the Act, Blue Balls, Pregnant Sex, Hand Jobs, piss kink (minor), (and up to interpretation frankly), Squirting and Vaginal Ejaculation

Summary:

The people of Danesti start rebuilding around the ruins of the Belmont Hold, Trevor and Sypha move into the Castle as they expect their child. Alucard is finally reunited with his old friends, although a lingering sense of uncertainly looms over them, as he, who’d offered to raise Trevor’s child, now hesitates to get close. Sypha battles a new uncertainty about her place in the world, without her magic and her people. The last Belmont, a lifelong outcast, struggles to adapt to a life of community. Will their new way of life bring them together or set the apart?

Each chapter can also be read as a one-off featuring domestic life and some occasional quickies (implied past-OT3). Enjoy!

Ch. 4: Sypha has a happy accident [nsfw].

[art credit: @bornfreakdraws(aka: me) ]

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wickedfix · 5 months ago

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I found a Youtube channel that psychoanalyzes characters. She has a series on the characters within Castlevania that I'm using as brain fuel for characterization ideas. Since I'm planning on leaning on Hector some more in Chapter 14 of The Last Belmont (thank you for 500 kudos!!) I wanted to spend some time dissecting his character some more.

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heytheredeann · 4 months ago

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are u still doing the emoji prompts? if so, could i perhaps request 😴 w/ trephacard?

i read ur first trephacard fic on ao3 and loved it and im here to humbly req more 🥺

Here it is, at long last! I'm very sorry for being so late, but I hope you will enjoy it <3 Thank you for playing!

It doesn’t escape his notice that he is being quite ridiculous. Unfortunately, self-awareness doesn’t seem to be enough to save him from the restlessness, from the hours spent trying to convince himself that everything is alright now and there is no reason for his concern.

Trevor is alright, somehow. He came back, against all odds, and he is currently having a peaceful rest in the room he shares with Sypha. Adrian knew this when he woke up in a cold sweat, he knew during the hour that he spent pacing around in his bedroom, trying to get himself to listen to reason, yet the relief doesn’t quite sink in until he is standing outside their door, listening to Trevor’s faint snores through the closed door.

He can feel the weight on his chest slowly lifting, and he focuses on unclenching his jaw, rolling his shoulders, letting the tension melt out of his muscles. As he already knew, everything is fine. Now he should probably go back to his own bed and be thankful that this embarrassing display hasn’t been occurring on a nightly basis.

No later than a moment after he has formulated the thought, when he has just taken a step back to get ready to leave, the door swings open, revealing Sypha’s disgruntled face.

He opens his mouth, unsure of what to say and seriously considering running off and hoping that she will write it off as a weird dream.

Sypha blinks at him, her eyes half closed still, and when she seems to put him in focus the annoyance melts into concern. “Alucard?” she calls, rubbing her right eye. “What are you doing here? Is everything alright?”

[More on Ao3]

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seoafin · 1 year ago

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is there anything you can tell us about the alucard fic? no pressure to post!

yeahh!!!!

in my fic i think alucard is understandably hurt by your sudden disappearance. he spends the next 200 years thinking you abandoned him, while simultaneously grieving your death and nursing a bitterness, torn by desire and a betrayal he thinks he has no right to feel. you were never his. he entertained thoughts of you staying but he never expected it. yet it hurt more than he anticipated. he literally puts himself to sleep because he can't deal with it lmfao. during the reunion scene in nocturne he's surprised by how quickly it all melts away. every single horrible feeling. he's still in love with you. he feels like the fumbling dhampir who had watched you take the flowers he had gotten you, breath bated. you're alive. and you don't look a single day older than the last time he saw you, bathed in moonlight on his bed. he's confused. but also still down crazy bad. i think once you tell him the truth about everything he very very very very reluctantly accepts it (he'll find you in the future aka during his fbi agent era). the conversation is predated by a very uncomfortable conversation where you have to tell him that you're leaving. again. (after he tells you that he'll never forgive you if you leave him again and/or turn you into a vampire if you die). anyway after you leave, all alucard wants is to go to sleep until he can meet you in the future. but people keep on making him wake up to defeat world ending evil smh. (he can't meet you if the world ends before then right?)

#i know everyone is probably expecting alucard to stay mad at the mc for a hot minute but it literally lasts like a chapter at longest #you ask him to forgive you and he folds faster than a pack of cards <3 #fine he'll forgive you (it's not like he was ever going to stay mad at you when he gets a second chance)#but he's still extremely vigilant of when you might leave again. he doesn't bring it up to you but he's always watching.#he won't let you leave. not this time.#also this is based on the game interpretation but richter is genuinely awed at the favoritism in which alucard treats you with LMAO #castlevania fic

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eggcompany · 10 months ago

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Alucard has Stomach Cramps

Alucard has the worse stomach cramps of his life. Baths, tea, water, nothing helps. Sypha goes and find a medical book which lists another option. An option only a desperate half vamp would ask for. Sypha is good at doctoring. Trevor helps some. Alucard is such a virgin.

Or Sypha pushed Alucard through his first orgasm to try and alleviate his debilitating cramps and she finds... a soft surprise.

“Ughhh, fuck.” Sypha heard as she walked past the room that usually held the half-vamp during the nights. Though usually at this time of day he would be out and about, cleaning, cooking, fixing up the old castle.

The speaker walked backwards so that she could see through the small sliver in the doorway. She spotted Alucard laying out in his bed, legs spread, with his hands gentling over his thin stomach. She watched his for a moment. His face was painted with discomfort and then his body jumped and he rolled to his side. He groaned out in pain and dug his pale palms into the muscles that sat under his white tunic.

Sypha waited for a moment until she watched the man (sort of man) lay back onto his back and continued massaging his stomach. Then she knocked lightly at the door and waited until he grunted a response to push it open the rest of the way and walk in.

“Hello, you look pained, what’s wrong?” The speaker said as she approached the bed. Alucard opened his eyes and they were close to teary. He continued to rub his stomach.

“I’m not... ah, I’m not sure. Cramps I think. Terribly awful cr- FUCKING CRAMPS!” The vampire jumped again and curled onto his side cradling his twisting muscles. Sypha came to his side quickly and pushed his larger hands away and placed her hands flat on his abdomen. There was strong tension in his muscles but that was all she felt.

“Easy, easy Alucard. Breathe through them.” The girl said and the man tries to breathe. He took tight inbreathes and shaking breathes flowing from his nose. “Good. Good. You should get a hot bath. I shall try to find another relief for you. Do you need help?” Alucard laid there and trembled for a moment before shaking his head. Sypha didn’t fight him but listened to make sure he didn’t collapse while filling the bath or on his way.

While the beastly man bathed the speaker told Trevor about the cramps that plagued their friend and looked through one of the many medical books in the library.

‘Stomach and abdominal ailments’ was the book she had flicked through. There was a large portion about cramping.

Hot baths, rest, massage, chamomile teas, drinking warm or room temperature water, and... one Sypha didn’t quite know about. Orgasms. The book read that the after effects of a release can release the tension in the abdominal muscles and can help alleviate many pains like mensuration pains and headaches and can even help insomnia.

When Sypha heard the sound of the vampire walking barefoot back to his room she waited a few moments before walking, book in hand, back to the blonde’s bedroom.

She knocked twice and waited until a “come in” was called out. She opened the door onto Alucard cradling his stomach through his long white nighty.

“Did the heat of the bath help? I have a book of other treatments you should choose from.” Sypha explained as she pulled his desk chair to the side of the bed. Alucard rubbed his stomach for a moment before answering.

“Not really. I feel like my guts are being tied into knots. It’s not as often tho- OH FUCK THEY HURT PRETTY FUCKING BAD.” The vamp just brought his knees up to his chest and rolled to face the speaker. He trembled and cried out and tears again threatened to fall. Sypha put her hand to his head, no fever, Could vampires get fevers...?

She shook herself from her thoughts and rubbed her hand up and down his arm to try and calm him. He was forcing himself to breathe deeply.

“I have other treatments . Tea, water, a massage, rest. There are... others. But I think those would all help lessen the pain. What do you want to try first?” She said in a light voice. Once the cramps stopped for the time he reached up and took the book from her lap.

“Isn’t there anything faster? I’m desperate at this point. Where is it? Where does it say the treatments? Anything faster... oh. Uh... Um...I um I guess. I guess I’ll try um some tea. Thank you, Sypha.” Alucard said and turned a slight shade of pink, quite a blush. The speaker knew he had seen the other option. He would more than likely practice this treatment in his own time once he had his tea.

“Stay here then. Read through that as well. Familiarize yourself with the other treatments.” Sypha said as she left to make tea and get water.

As she made the tea Trevor decided to come and ask about what she was doing which lead to Sypha telling him about the more orgasmic treatments. Trevor laughed and said “he’s probably never done that. Have you heard him talk about me? He’s absolutely never even seen something so vulgar as any kind of genitals. He probably doesn’t even do that to himself. Complete virgin.” Which earned him a hit upon the arm but Sypha did consider it. She hadn’t known Alucard to take any lovers while they traveled. And he certainly never spoke of anyone or even ever doing anything so distasteful.

“Here we go. Chamomile tea and a large glass of water. Drink both but don’t drink too fast. You can keep that book there for a while. If you need anything call for me or Trevor. I’ll leave you be for now.” The speaker said. She wouldn’t return until almost dark.

When Sypha walked down the hall that contained the dhampir’s room she was caught by a loud wail. One that sounded like it clawed it’s way from someone’s dying throat. She ran toward the mans room throwing open the door.

“Sypha! Help! Please- it’s so horrible. It fUCKING HURTS! Get get.... get Belmont please I need- I need- I need another treatment please” Alucard yelled. There were tears running down his face as he wailed and sobbed. He laid in the fetal position with his hands rubbing at his pained muscles.

He wanted something to make to stop! He was willing to try... the other option. He trusts Sypha and Trevor explicitly. This would just be medical anyway. No one had ever touched him there, on his soft parts, in a sexual way before.

Sypha nodded and ran through the castle till she reached the hunter who was looking at a set of shiny throwing knives.

“Trevor! Alucard is still having debilitating cramps. He requested you come to him with me. I think he’s seriously considering using the final option. He needs support, no laughing.” Sypha said firmly as she hauled the the hunter up and walking quickly back to the vampire.

“What do you mean final option? I know I usually want to kill him but I didn’t expect that from you-“ Trevor said and the stopped abruptly in front of the door.

“We are not killing him. You just no talking. You no speak. I’m going to make him climax to release the tension. You just. Just do whatever he wants you to do. This is medical and should be treated as such.” Sypha said and opened the door. Alucard was shaking on his side still. Small whimpers and whines escaped him and his toes curled and uncurled each time.

“Alucard, Trevor is here too. What do you want us to do, be specific with this.” Sypha said as she sat back in the chair she had pulled over earlier.

“Please just make them stop! I wanna try the um... this one.” Alucard pulled the book up to show Sypha the word ‘orgasm’. He was blushing harder than either of them had ever seen him. He was almost red. The vampire refused to look at Trevor or even near him. Sypha nodded and hummed.

“Okay well how do you wanna lay down? I need access so keep that in mind.” Sypha said and watched the Alucard stack up his pillows and lay against them but he looked so nervous. He kept glancing at Trevor. Sypha sighed.

“Alucard. You need to be comfortable. You have to relax so you need to feel safe. Trevor came here to help you too. If you need him to do something- ask.” Sypha said as she reread through the section. Trevor came around tossed his shoes off and came to Alucard’s side.

“I’m not judging you. Do what Sypha says. This is a medical issue. Don’t be a pain in the ass.” Trevor said. He tried to sound put out and aloof but he really just sounded concerned.

Alucard opens his mouth to respond but just gasped and whined. He rolled back onto his side and cried as another hellish round of cramps racked his body. He yowled and curled up so his knees where close to his face.

“Okay Alucard. Okay. Come on. I’ll hold you and you let Sypha take care of you.” Trevor huffed and as soon as the pail man relaxed back he was being pulled against the hunters chest.

Trevor sat down in the middle of the bed with his back mostly propped up on the stack of pillows. He quickly pulled the nighty clad patient in between his legs. He pushed Alucard’s back against his own chest and hooked the dhampir’s ankles over his claves so the thin pale legs were spread.

“Wait! Um... uh... I’m nervous!” Alucard said and lifted his feet and closed his knees. He brought his feet flat on the bed which gave Sypha a look up his shirt. He really was just so thin...

“It’s fine Alucard. Just say what we can do to make you more comfortable. I’m hoping to get this taken care of before the cramps start again. I don’t want you in anymore pain.” Sypha said as she situated herself on her knees in front of Alucard’s pale feet and between Trevors legs.

The vampire closed his eyes as a few tears slipped through and put his feet on each side of the speaker and then took a few breathes and then put his ankles back outside. He looked to the side and pouted, blushing.

“I’m going to push up your shirt. Stop me if you need me too. If not just hold onto Trevor and relax. Just let go, alright?” Sypha said and pushed up the light white material revealing milky muscled thighs and Alucard’s... oh

“Alucard? Is this a... a vampire or a you thing?” Sypha asked as she gandered down at the small pale mound. Alucard flex his thighs together a little bit and flushed pink and looked scared for a moment.

“It’s a me thing... my mother said I’m special in that way... is it bad? I’ve never... um I’ve never.” Alucard said and tried to look at himself but he just saw the fabric of his shirt. He’d looked at himself obviously but it always looked the same. Some skin over some squishy stuff. He didn’t particularly care about it so he just washed it quickly when he bathed and tried not to mess with it.

Sypha just looked at him in the face for a moment before looking back down at his mound and folds. He looked rather normal. He looked like any other vagina she’s ever seen. Hell he looked similar to herself. He was just so pale though so where it was pink it looked... well it was pretty. Of course it was kind of strange, seeing as the vampire had no body hair and apparently that also applied to this area.

“You’ve never what? Most people haven’t taken a mirror to look down there. It’s fine Alucard. Now, can I touch?” Sypha said but the half vamp pulled his thighs together a bit and reached his hands down to pull on the end of his shirt, almost covering himself.

“Alucard, it’s Sypha. Whatever the fuck your being fussy over doesn’t matter. Just let her make you come so you can go the fuck to sleep.” Trevor said in a in a exasperated voice. This was not the time to be a priss. Alucard whimpered a small bit and pulled his shirt down some and pressed his knees as together as he could while Sypha sat between them. He looked to the side and tried not to cry anymore. He felt... too much.

Sypha hit Trevors thigh and mouthed something at the man but he made a confused face. So she whispered as if Alucard couldn’t hear.

“Trevor, he has what I have. Shut up.” Sypha whispered and gave him the death stare. Trevors eyes widened and he gasped at her. He mouthed ‘seriously?? What the fuck?’ Sypha didn’t answer him but she did smile down at the vampire and gently rubbed the outside of his thigh.

“It’s alright. Trevor didn’t mean anything. It’s okay to be a bit nervous. But it’s okay, This doesn’t change the fact that you’re still going to need relax and spread your legs. Do you want to do this yourself?” Sypha said in a gentle tone.

Alucard started to push his legs back down and out but a loud cry rang out from him and he turned and folded himself up. Trevor just wrapped one of his arms around to help hold his friend’s knees close to his chest and the other arm rubbed at his back. Alucard just cried out and sobbed and pushed his hands onto his stomach.

Sypha watched and decided that even if they had to hold Alucard down they were getting this done fast.

Alucard was breathing heavily after the cramps subsided. His face was splotchy and his mouth bled a bit from where his fangs had dug into his own lips. Trevor rubbed over Alucard’s stomach over his shirt.

Sypha moved his legs so they were draped over Trevor’s and the hunter put his hands on the vampires arms. He understood what the speaker was doing.

Sypha shoved the white shirt up and rubbed her hands on the insides of the creamy soft thighs for a moment before moving her thumbs to pull the rosy lips apart.

Alucard tried to pull his legs back together but Sypha just scooted closer so his knees couldn’t close. Alucard let out a loud whine and squirmed a bit.

“Sy- Sypha I’ve never done that! I don’t know how to do that! I don’t I don’t I I I” he said quickly and looked panicked but Sypha just pulled her hands back and rubbed his thighs.

“Alucard, do you not uh, masturbate?” Trevor asked. He didn’t think saying jerk off would be proper. Alucard flexed his hands a bit against Trevors pants.

“no... i don’t know how. i don’t need to.” Alucard said as he watched Sypha move her hands to pulled him apart again. He whimpered again and his stomach muscles jumped.

“Okay well... just try to relax and if it hurts, tell me. Just try to relax.” Sypha said and Alucard took a moment before nodding his head and looking to the side. Sypha sighed and moved slowly.

She slowly brought one hand to pull up the skin covering the vampire’s little clit. She ran her other hand to use two fingers to hold open the bottom folds, uncovering his hole. He twitched and Sypha watched his hole twitch alongside his stomach muscles. Alucard let out a loud whine that turned into a small scream when Sypha moved to run the pad of her thumb over the small red nub. Trevor had to put an arm around the wide chest in front of him. Alucard whined and wiggled his hips around and dug his razor sharp nails into Trevors thighs. Trevor only responded by forcing himself to be still and not yell out.

“No! No! No! I wanna- I wanna-“ Alucard was cut off my another high whine has Sypha continued her rubbing on his clit but ran another finger out around his hole letting her fingers stimulate his outer folds.

Alucard continued to whine and wiggle and cry out and occasionally scream when Sypha ran her finger just along his hole without dipping in, just getting her fingers wet with his juices.

Trevor just held him flat against his chest and stroked up and down his left side. He did his best not to squeeze the vampire when the needly claws dug farther into his thigh.

Once Alucard was violently thrashing around almost constantly crying out and Sypha could feel his hole throbbing and he was dripping wet, the speaker dipped a finger into the loose wet hole. She kept rubbing circles into his clit and worked her finger in until Alucard jumped and screeched.

“NO! NO! Let me up! Let me up I need the bathroom! Emergency I need to go! Wait just wait!” Alucard said. He could easily throw both humans off but he was shaking too hard and each time he moved he clenched down onto the finger that was insistently pressing onto that spot that made him need to both vomit and go to the bathroom and shake and cry.

“You don’t need to pee. You need to let it go. Let it go Alucard, release it. Let it take over.” Sypha said and Trevor rubbed the muscular stomach.

Alucard panted and cried out as tears rolled down his face. His nails dug deep into Trevors thighs and his own thighs squeezed the sides of Sypha’s body.

Sypha doubled down and rubbed quickly at the hard bud and thrusted her finger quickly in and out of the clenching spawning hole.

Alucard let out a blood curdling screech and ripped his nails down Trevors thighs, leaving deep bleeding scratches, and clenched all over.

Sypha took her finger away from his clit and only rubbed a bit more at his special spot.

The vampire twitched for minutes and went completely limp. His eyes where open but not a soul was home. He was panting with his mouth open and he didn’t even move. Sypha got a wet towel and wiped away most of the thick creamy cum that was dripping from his hole. She wiped and wiped until there wasn’t much left. She almost brought some bandages for Trevor’s leg and patted the blood away through his pants. Alucard would have to move so they could tend to those wounds properly.

Alucard rolled onto his side and snuggled into Trevor’s warm tunic clad chest. He was limp and he hadn’t had anymore cramps. He was fast sleep soon. The rhythmic motion of Trevor’s breathing and the exhaustion over took him.

Sypha pulled up some blankets and Trevor lifted the rather light man and put him so he could snuggle into the blankets. Alucard did snuggle deeply into the pile of blankets. Sypha watched him. ‘ Who Knew ’ she thought to herself. Trevor made his way to their room and handled the long scratches on his legs. As soon as Sypha walked in he was asking her about it.

“Was is actually a pussy?”

“Did he get wet?”

“Was it like normal?”

“Did he have down there?”

“He literally doesn’t have a dick?”

Sypha sighed and nodded.

“It was just normal. He’s normal I mean even inside it felt normal. He got slick and pink and his clitoris was normal. He doesn’t have any hair anywhere, I think.” Sypha explained. She might have to remember this experience.

They didn’t talk much about it after that. Alucard didn’t mention it. Trevor sometimes stared at his crotch but that was Trevor.

Although eventually Sypha did find Alucard sitting in a secluded part of the library reading old Belmont books. After that he never complained of cramps again.

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