[It's lucky that Soma had already been having magic lessons with Alucard, otherwise he would be forced to put on fake latex ears and contacts and pretend he's going through a phase. As it is, he manages nicely. Alucard is surprised to discover that he's almost disappointed when the ears and the eyes change back... they're comforting and familiar, though he doesn't allow himself to think on that too heavily since the reason is somewhat disturbing.
Alucard's day isn't spent idly. He spends it writing up a report to give to Yoko — Soma is in no danger now, he has no need to follow him to school. After all, given time, Soma will surpass Alucard's abilities (in terms of raw power he's already there), so protecting him isn't necessary.
He still wants to, of course.
The report Alucard submits will read almost exactly like it was written by his future self, save for having more flowery writing because that's just how things were done back then. It's concise and objective, and states that Soma's in good physical and mental shape after embracing his power. He also reports the behavior of his familiars, noting that they're more affectionate and human-like, like his father's used to be before he gave in to despair entirely. Since the castle and the creatures within reflect the master, he considers that to be a good sign. Soma's current mastery of magic is laid out too, and the report ends with Alucard saying that he's going to continue living with and teaching him for the time being rather than return to work proper. He'll just send it directly to Yoko and let her deal with making it sound more modern before showing it to anyone else.
Bless her, really. Even if he won't be able to look her in the eye again for awhile.
By the time Soma returns, he's all finished and lazing on the couch with a book and some pretentious classical music playing, looking like he hasn't done a single thing.]
[not like soma would be upset even if alucard hadn't done a single thing. even after all these months, it's somehow always a surprise to walk in on the dhampir just lounging and relaxing, effortlessly beautiful, like something out of a movie, too pristine, too pure. for a moment soma asks himself when he last cleaned his room, but then he remembers that persephone took care of it yesterday.]
No, nothing's wrong. I just...
[get that like it's on sale, mina said.]
...N-Nothing's wrong. What'd you do while I was out?
I wrote a report. Eventually, I will need to take on the duties I was fulfilling before, so it's best to not burn any bridges. Fortunately, for now the primary thing I would need to do is what I am already doing — aiding you in adjusting to your powers.
[Alucard sets his book to the side and uncrosses his legs, indicating that he's properly paying attention to Soma now. He glances at his ears and his eyes, pursing his lips slightly.]
Nah, it was easy. I mean... you know I'm not the best with transformations, but no one gave me any weird glances or anything.
[he has homework to do, and a quiz tomorrow that he should study for, but all the same, soma slides onto the sofa seat beside alucard. he tucks his hair behind his ears. clearly, he knows he's being watched, and he's encouraging it.]
[Before he realizes what he's doing, his hand lifts in response like he's going to reach out and play with them — but Soma just got home from school, and he's not about to indulge him when he still has work to do. Alucard's hand drops back to his lap.]
Mmm. I did not particularly see the appeal when it came to my own ears, but then again, I suppose I've never actually seen them.
[Other than the drawing Soma did for him. Will Soma even still be able to see himself in an ordinary mirror, he wonders...?]
[oh, look at that, soma's pouting. just a little bit, though. you're such a stick in the mud, alucard!
...the comment about not being able to see his own ears does give soma pause, though. what he's about to propose is a little embarrassing, but if it's for a good cause...]
...Uh... hey, about that. Do you, um... do you want to see yourself again?
[Ah, look at him sulk... perhaps he is being just a bit too harsh. He hasn't even taken off his uniform yet; the boy probably needs a chance to unwind. Alucard considers for another minute, then he nods.]
[blushing somewhat, soma dives into his schoolbag and pulls out a sketchbook. it's not the same one he showed alucard all those weeks ago — this one is new, with a sleek black cover, and soma has filled around thirty-five of its fifty creamy pages.]
...It's, um... I wasn't gonna show this to you, but since you still can't see yourself in mirrors... D-Don't get mad, okay?
[soma holds it out to his "boyfriend," unwilling to meet his gaze. assuming alucard opens up the sketchbook, he'll find that it's absolutely filled with sketches of himself. most of the sketches were soma drawing off his memories — there are pictures of alucard sleeping; alucard with his hair tied up; alucard in arikado's suits.
other sketches, though, were drawn purely off soma's imagination — alucard shirtless, lounging in a bathtub; alucard in nothing but leather pants, pushing his hair back from his face, with one elbow in the air, like a model; alucard staring at the viewer with a seductive, come-hither air that the real alucard lacks...
...well, it's not hard to guess what the artist of these sketches wanted from his subject. but that's old news anyway, right? right?
soma tries to play it cool.]
I'll... uh... I'll start my homework while you look at that...
[At first, he doesn't have much of a reaction. After all, he took (will take?) pictures of Soma without his consent, this is arguably innocent in comparison. Soma will have plenty of time to sneak off to do his homework since Alucard spends awhile on each sketch, taking in details he usually can't see. But as the number of drawings increases, so does Soma's clear preoccupation with sex. By the end, he's left with slightly red cheeks after looking right at that lustful stare. Is that what he looked like yesterday? It's so lewd!
He clears his throat, daring to glance up at Soma again.]
Well, it's... well drawn. That last one... I don't really look like that, do I?
[seated at his desk, soma bends over some math exercises, tapping the end of his eraser against his blank worksheet. he tries to pretend he's not secretly dying of shame.]
Most of the later ones were just, uh — they weren't life studies.
[wow, that is a great way to put that. he's a genius.]
...But, uh, the first part of the book is pretty accurate.
[His relief is immediate and obvious. Thank goodness — though if Soma drew it, that must mean that he wants to see him that way. The thought is far too embarrassing, so that's a wish that will simply have to go unfulfilled. With his own shame alleviated, noticing Soma's is a simple matter. He stands, gently placing the sketch book on the side of Soma's desk.]
You needn't worry about this. I may not have drawn any pictures, but I... listened.
[And imagined. And once he even listened as a bat, which was a terrible mistake.]
[puzzled, soma turns his head over his shoulder to stare at alucard in confusion before it all finally clicks.
oh.
he listened.
it's not as though soma objects to alucard's listening — he'd masturbate right in front of him if that was what he wanted — but somehow, finding out like this is just embarrassing. he listened?! when? and for how long? he thought he was at least being quiet enough...!]
[That's not exactly the reaction he was aiming for. It's fine that Soma is upset with him, he acknowledges that it's an invasion of privacy, but he didn't want Soma to feel more embarrassed!]
It was not intentional at first, and the quarters here are already cramped. I didn't want to leave the apartment every time, you would have known why. Wouldn't that have embarrassed you?
[Enjoying listening to him was definitely wrong. He probably should have tried harder, but even if he wasn't pleasuring himself, it was titillating all the same.]
[alucard is right, of course. alucard is always right. still, having sex with him is one thing, and knowing that he knows what soma likes to do to himself is another...
soma buries his head in his arms for a moment before he resurfaces, shooting one of his own come-hither looks at alucard.]
Look... from now on, just watch, alright? It's less weird if I know you're there.
[Watching would be entirely futile. There's no chance that he wouldn't end up helping. Even before, he thought about it. Of course, based on that look Soma's giving him, that might be the intention.
Alucard clears his throat.]
If that is your preference.
[How embarrassing, to be sitting here thinking about sucking Soma's cock again when he's barely been home fifteen minutes...! It's a good thing Alucard is so talented at appearing stoic, otherwise he has a feeling Soma's homework might go undone for the moment.]
[it's a bit dissatisfying to tease when alucard doesn't really reward with substantial reactions — but soma's used to this by now, anyway. chuckling softly, he straightens in his chair, and serenely continues working on his math homework.
calculus. ugh.
assuming alucard does nothing to distract him, soma's finished the work within the hour — he didn't have too many exercises to work on — and he stretches triumphantly once he's done. he stands and looks around the apartment for alucard; once he finds him, soma drapes himself all over the dhampir, thoroughly intent on begging for attention.]
[Predictably, Alucard has returned to the couch to finish up the book he was reading. Even after adjusting to the modern era for the most part, he still feels like he has so much to learn — though it's overwhelming, he enjoys it, too.
As Soma suddenly sprawls on him like a demanding cat, Alucard can't help but be amused. It certainly doesn't take him long to get comfortable, does it? He places a hand on Soma's head, putting his book to the side.]
[honestly, soma's not the best at keeping good posture, and his back was starting to get a little fucked up from doing homework. it's gratifying to receive affection from the person he loves, of course, but it also just feels really good to lie down after about an hour of sitting. he leans heavily on alucard for a good few moments; then, suddenly, he snickers.]
...Is that what you're always chasing? The high of a job well done?
[Alucard's thumb idly strokes Soma's hair as he settles, only to pause at the question.]
I wouldn't say that. I simply can't relax if I've left something undone. My responsibilities lurk in the back of my mind, spoiling any leisurely pursuits.
[Granted, Alucard hasn't tried to slack off in literally hundreds of years. It's something he learned about himself when he was very young, and he's not really the sort to change all that much with the passage of time. Though now that he's thinking about it, he did put off things he needed to do the night before without worrying about it. It was... nice. Not something he thinks they should make a habit of, but in the moment, it felt right.]
[in other words, alucard just can't loosen up. that's nothing that soma didn't already know, though. he shifts his weight, pressing his hips against alucard's thighs (nothing too frisky just yet); the smirk he throws at his "guardian" is positively devilish.]
[His brows lift slightly as Soma presses against him. For a moment he wonders if it's intentional, but Soma's words make it clear: he's implying that he is "undone". The corner of Alucard's mouth twitches as he resists the impulse to crack a smile at that joke.]
Yes, I suppose you are. Have you not been tended to adequately? Shall I make you dinner?
[He wonders if Soma will pick up on the fact that he's purposefully teasing him or if he'll start pouting. Either way, his reaction should be amusing.]
[soma pouts a little bit, though to his credit, he's sort of trying to hide it too — he doesn't want to seem overly needy! still, the expression on his face melts so quickly from deviousness to disappointment to desperate neutrality...]
[This time he does smile. It's surprisingly fun to tease Soma, and he can easily see himself doing it more now. It would have felt cruel before, but now... Now, Alucard just starts quietly unbuttoning his shirt. Only the top three buttons, but it's plenty to expose his neck.]
Then I suppose it would be irresponsible to not provide, wouldn't it?
[Though Soma likely meant that he was hungry for his body rather than his blood, Alucard's found that he actually enjoys being fed from.]
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Alucard's day isn't spent idly. He spends it writing up a report to give to Yoko — Soma is in no danger now, he has no need to follow him to school. After all, given time, Soma will surpass Alucard's abilities (in terms of raw power he's already there), so protecting him isn't necessary.
He still wants to, of course.
The report Alucard submits will read almost exactly like it was written by his future self, save for having more flowery writing because that's just how things were done back then. It's concise and objective, and states that Soma's in good physical and mental shape after embracing his power. He also reports the behavior of his familiars, noting that they're more affectionate and human-like, like his father's used to be before he gave in to despair entirely. Since the castle and the creatures within reflect the master, he considers that to be a good sign. Soma's current mastery of magic is laid out too, and the report ends with Alucard saying that he's going to continue living with and teaching him for the time being rather than return to work proper. He'll just send it directly to Yoko and let her deal with making it sound more modern before showing it to anyone else.
Bless her, really. Even if he won't be able to look her in the eye again for awhile.
By the time Soma returns, he's all finished and lazing on the couch with a book and some pretentious classical music playing, looking like he hasn't done a single thing.]
Welcome home. ...is something the matter?
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[not like soma would be upset even if alucard hadn't done a single thing. even after all these months, it's somehow always a surprise to walk in on the dhampir just lounging and relaxing, effortlessly beautiful, like something out of a movie, too pristine, too pure. for a moment soma asks himself when he last cleaned his room, but then he remembers that persephone took care of it yesterday.]
No, nothing's wrong. I just...
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...N-Nothing's wrong. What'd you do while I was out?
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[Alucard sets his book to the side and uncrosses his legs, indicating that he's properly paying attention to Soma now. He glances at his ears and his eyes, pursing his lips slightly.]
Did you have any trouble maintaining a glamour?
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[he has homework to do, and a quiz tomorrow that he should study for, but all the same, soma slides onto the sofa seat beside alucard. he tucks his hair behind his ears. clearly, he knows he's being watched, and he's encouraging it.]
They're cute, right?
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Mmm. I did not particularly see the appeal when it came to my own ears, but then again, I suppose I've never actually seen them.
[Other than the drawing Soma did for him. Will Soma even still be able to see himself in an ordinary mirror, he wonders...?]
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...the comment about not being able to see his own ears does give soma pause, though. what he's about to propose is a little embarrassing, but if it's for a good cause...]
...Uh... hey, about that. Do you, um... do you want to see yourself again?
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That depends. Are you putting off something?
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[that was absolutely a childish whine, but can you blame him? he's being accused of something he didn't do (yet)! he's innocent!]
I just... um, I have something to show you? [and a lot to confess.] If you want to see it, I mean.
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All right. I am curious, now.
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...It's, um... I wasn't gonna show this to you, but since you still can't see yourself in mirrors... D-Don't get mad, okay?
[soma holds it out to his "boyfriend," unwilling to meet his gaze. assuming alucard opens up the sketchbook, he'll find that it's absolutely filled with sketches of himself. most of the sketches were soma drawing off his memories — there are pictures of alucard sleeping; alucard with his hair tied up; alucard in arikado's suits.
other sketches, though, were drawn purely off soma's imagination — alucard shirtless, lounging in a bathtub; alucard in nothing but leather pants, pushing his hair back from his face, with one elbow in the air, like a model; alucard staring at the viewer with a seductive, come-hither air that the real alucard lacks...
...well, it's not hard to guess what the artist of these sketches wanted from his subject. but that's old news anyway, right? right?
soma tries to play it cool.]
I'll... uh... I'll start my homework while you look at that...
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He clears his throat, daring to glance up at Soma again.]
Well, it's... well drawn. That last one... I don't really look like that, do I?
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[seated at his desk, soma bends over some math exercises, tapping the end of his eraser against his blank worksheet. he tries to pretend he's not secretly dying of shame.]
Most of the later ones were just, uh — they weren't life studies.
[wow, that is a great way to put that. he's a genius.]
...But, uh, the first part of the book is pretty accurate.
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You needn't worry about this. I may not have drawn any pictures, but I... listened.
[And imagined. And once he even listened as a bat, which was a terrible mistake.]
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[puzzled, soma turns his head over his shoulder to stare at alucard in confusion before it all finally clicks.
oh.
he listened.
it's not as though soma objects to alucard's listening — he'd masturbate right in front of him if that was what he wanted — but somehow, finding out like this is just embarrassing. he listened?! when? and for how long? he thought he was at least being quiet enough...!]
Y — and you didn't tell me?!
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It was not intentional at first, and the quarters here are already cramped. I didn't want to leave the apartment every time, you would have known why. Wouldn't that have embarrassed you?
[Enjoying listening to him was definitely wrong. He probably should have tried harder, but even if he wasn't pleasuring himself, it was titillating all the same.]
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[alucard is right, of course. alucard is always right. still, having sex with him is one thing, and knowing that he knows what soma likes to do to himself is another...
soma buries his head in his arms for a moment before he resurfaces, shooting one of his own come-hither looks at alucard.]
Look... from now on, just watch, alright? It's less weird if I know you're there.
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Alucard clears his throat.]
If that is your preference.
[How embarrassing, to be sitting here thinking about sucking Soma's cock again when he's barely been home fifteen minutes...! It's a good thing Alucard is so talented at appearing stoic, otherwise he has a feeling Soma's homework might go undone for the moment.]
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calculus. ugh.
assuming alucard does nothing to distract him, soma's finished the work within the hour — he didn't have too many exercises to work on — and he stretches triumphantly once he's done. he stands and looks around the apartment for alucard; once he finds him, soma drapes himself all over the dhampir, thoroughly intent on begging for attention.]
Alucaaaaard... I finished my homework.
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As Soma suddenly sprawls on him like a demanding cat, Alucard can't help but be amused. It certainly doesn't take him long to get comfortable, does it? He places a hand on Soma's head, putting his book to the side.]
Doesn't it feel good to have it out of the way?
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[honestly, soma's not the best at keeping good posture, and his back was starting to get a little fucked up from doing homework. it's gratifying to receive affection from the person he loves, of course, but it also just feels really good to lie down after about an hour of sitting. he leans heavily on alucard for a good few moments; then, suddenly, he snickers.]
...Is that what you're always chasing? The high of a job well done?
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I wouldn't say that. I simply can't relax if I've left something undone. My responsibilities lurk in the back of my mind, spoiling any leisurely pursuits.
[Granted, Alucard hasn't tried to slack off in literally hundreds of years. It's something he learned about himself when he was very young, and he's not really the sort to change all that much with the passage of time. Though now that he's thinking about it, he did put off things he needed to do the night before without worrying about it. It was... nice. Not something he thinks they should make a habit of, but in the moment, it felt right.]
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[in other words, alucard just can't loosen up. that's nothing that soma didn't already know, though. he shifts his weight, pressing his hips against alucard's thighs (nothing too frisky just yet); the smirk he throws at his "guardian" is positively devilish.]
But now I'm your biggest responsibility, right?
[...he's a tongue away from the :P emoji.]
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Yes, I suppose you are. Have you not been tended to adequately? Shall I make you dinner?
[He wonders if Soma will pick up on the fact that he's purposefully teasing him or if he'll start pouting. Either way, his reaction should be amusing.]
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Wh-What if I'm hungry for something else?
[ah, the clumsy flirtations of youth.]
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Then I suppose it would be irresponsible to not provide, wouldn't it?
[Though Soma likely meant that he was hungry for his body rather than his blood, Alucard's found that he actually enjoys being fed from.]
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vampires, 2spooky
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