Just because the past can't be changed doesn't make my feelings unproductive. They still serve a purpose here. I'm sorry if you don't have a middle ground between either wallowing or ignoring your traumas but that's where I prefer to exist.
[ He huffs a little, genuinely trying to shake off the aura of grumpiness so it doesn't color his words. ]
Tying you naked to a bed with silver chain is not an acceptable teaching method even if your life wasn't in danger. It's cruelty.
[ Alucard could see Trevor was trying not to be too grumpy with him, and it was appreciated. It's all about giving and taking, isn't it? He needs to talk about things he'd otherwise push deeper inside. He owes Trevor that much. ]
Trevor...
[ A smile pulled at his lips, seeing how clearly angered and upset for him the Belmont was, he was touched by it. And so, stepped closer, setting a hand upon Trevor's stubble-covered cheek. ]
I know, it was rather cruel, all things considered. But I'm alright. I'm already healing, look.
[ With his other hand, he opened his shirt, letting Trevor see the faint marks left behind. ]
[ Trevor is visibly pacified by Alucard's agreement, but the contact is what ultimately smooths his brow. He doesn't need a replay of the event or anything, just wanted the other man to agree that it's terrible -- as much for his own well being as Trevor's. And acknowledge that his protectiveness is meaningful even if there's nothing they can do. For what it represents. ]
...does it still hurt?
[ He reaches up, fingertips brushing the skin of Alucard's chest just beside one of the marks. ]
[ Alucard just finds it hard to get used to, the idea of someone else actually giving a damn about him. No, not just anyone but Trevor Belmont. The Hunter who helped the Scholar wake him, the man who helped him kill Dracula. Of course, he cared. ]
A little. It's easier now though... When you touch it.
[ Setting his hand upon Trevor's, guiding it across one of the sore marks left behind by the silver. His head tipped down, strands of pale golden hair falling to curtain his face. ]
[ Oh? Trevor lets Alucard guide his touch, settling his hand flat against the other man's skin for more contact. He isn't sure he believes this helps the sting at all -- the opposite seems far more likely, but that doesn't mean it isn't in an enjoyable way. ]
Is that so? Then it would be cruel of me in turn to deny you relief.
[ Shifting a half step closer he brings his other hand up too, this caress beginning low on Alucard's stomach and moving up toward his flank. ]
[ He'd be wrong then. Despite touching the burnt marks left behind by the silver rope, the touch of Trevor's hand soothed him all the same. It might have been all in his head, as there was nothing healing about Trevor's touch, not technically, but the kindness and care behind it meant something more. ]
It would be awfully cruel of you, yes.
[ Trying not to smile too much, Alucard leans into Trevor's hands. Inhaling as those big strong hands smoothed across him, swallowing before talking again as he took one of those hands and moved it up, slowly until it was set against his chest. ]
Here.
[ Tilting his head as he said it, letting Trevor feel his slow beating heart. ]
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[ He huffs a little, genuinely trying to shake off the aura of grumpiness so it doesn't color his words. ]
Tying you naked to a bed with silver chain is not an acceptable teaching method even if your life wasn't in danger. It's cruelty.
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[ Alucard could see Trevor was trying not to be too grumpy with him, and it was appreciated. It's all about giving and taking, isn't it? He needs to talk about things he'd otherwise push deeper inside. He owes Trevor that much. ]
Trevor...
[ A smile pulled at his lips, seeing how clearly angered and upset for him the Belmont was, he was touched by it. And so, stepped closer, setting a hand upon Trevor's stubble-covered cheek. ]
I know, it was rather cruel, all things considered. But I'm alright. I'm already healing, look.
[ With his other hand, he opened his shirt, letting Trevor see the faint marks left behind. ]
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...does it still hurt?
[ He reaches up, fingertips brushing the skin of Alucard's chest just beside one of the marks. ]
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A little. It's easier now though... When you touch it.
[ Setting his hand upon Trevor's, guiding it across one of the sore marks left behind by the silver. His head tipped down, strands of pale golden hair falling to curtain his face. ]
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Is that so? Then it would be cruel of me in turn to deny you relief.
[ Shifting a half step closer he brings his other hand up too, this caress beginning low on Alucard's stomach and moving up toward his flank. ]
Where else does it hurt?
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It would be awfully cruel of you, yes.
[ Trying not to smile too much, Alucard leans into Trevor's hands. Inhaling as those big strong hands smoothed across him, swallowing before talking again as he took one of those hands and moved it up, slowly until it was set against his chest. ]
Here.
[ Tilting his head as he said it, letting Trevor feel his slow beating heart. ]
Does my pride count?