Good man, learning eagerly. Yes, this was the sort of person he could shape. Mold into a lover that could delight in every way. As Alucard had molded him.

As Alucard...

Rhy forces himself further and deeper into the kiss, his own hands moving to press against the wall, pinning Llewellyn there. There's more demand in the kiss, more attempt to pull him forward rather than coax. He didn't wish to think of Alucard.