There were times where, out of affection and not arrogance, when Alucard was somewhat condescending. He found it difficult to believe that humans were capable of manipulating him, influencing his feelings or using him to their own ends. Which was not to say that Ashley was doing any of these things, but if he did, it was unlikely that Alucard would suspect him of anything quite so underhanded.

Alucard's jaw tightened, not at Ashley's petulance (if anything he found that somewhat immature response endearing) but at the fact that he chose to continue to expose him to all that bare flesh. "You are tempting fate." The dhampire warned, trying to caution the boy in the most indirect way possible. While he found the young man attractive, that much was obvious, he was beginning to fear the loss of his will power in regards to his more bloody needs.

With that said, the fingers which had so delicately stroked Ashley's cheek, turned and their very tips touched the redhead's lower lip. The attention was, once again, feather-light and with such grace and delicacy that it was hard to believe that such gentle gestures could come from such a tall, broad man as Alucard. But he saw himself, as if through his mind's eye, touching and luring this innocent like the predator that he was. A hint of a frown marred his perfect features and he turned away, shaking his head, dismayed with his own actions. "Forgive me, Ashley, I am too familiar with you."