Summery: "Master, I need to talk to you…." After a traumatic night when the last barrier between them is broken, Seras Victoria confronts her Master about their future. But nothing is ever simple. AxS

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Warning: This story has suggestive adult themes as well as gore and blood. This chapter especially implies rape. Viewer discretion advised. I am not responsible for any of you. IF you know you can't handle it and IF you don't like this kind of stuff; don't read. I do not accept flames as appropriate reviews, so chose your words carefully. One man's criticism is another man's flame.

Chapter one: Confessions

The cold of her dungeon room seemed to seep through her pale skin. The darkness around her seemed to press in more than usual, as if it was mocking her. She was alone, alone, alone!

The young woman whimpered then, curling up in her open coffin so that she could form a ball with her body. Her blond hair cast a shadow over her touchiered, blue eyes. It had been two days already since it happened, but she still ached all over. Several bruises dotted her once perfect skin, as well as some bite marks that matched the most important one on the right side of her neck.

Her emotional state was not much better either. She didn't know what to feel any more. If she thought of him standing over her with a triumphant grin on his face; his black hair cascading down his bare back, she would have mixed emotions. Love, hate, fear, respect, anger, frustration were only the first few that came to mind.

Finally she sighed, uncurling from the ball she had formed and stood from her coffin. She played with the hem of her black sweat-shirt. She could not take much more of this. Though he was just a walk down the hallway she felt too cowardly to face him again. She did not want to hear what mocking words he had waited to give her.

The young vampiress look at her mirror quickly, trying desperately to straighten her hair, before walking out her door. She walked in what she hoped was a determined manor. She would face him now, or she would go crazy.

Unfortunately for the young Draculina, her resolve wavered as she came upon her Master's door. She stared at the ancient piece of metal, fidgeting from foot to foot. She didn't know what to do, didn't know what to say. She would be tongue-tied, and he would have his way with her; in more ways than one.

Police girl

The voice came as a whisper, caressing and piercing her soul at the same time. "Master…. I need to talk to you." She said cursing as her voice shook.

The dark voice laughed mockingly, as if it was enjoying her discomfort. After a moment of mirth, the door opened to pure darkness. The Draculina look warily into the darkness, wondering if this was such a good idea. Perhaps it would have been better if she had left it alone, gone on as if it never happened. She started to back away from the portal; yes she should go.

She didn't get far. A multitude of red eyes opened in the darkness of the doorway. Dark tentacles shot out at the young woman, wrapping themselves around her, and dragging the Draculina in like a spider would a fly. The police girl screamed, but it was muffled as one of the shadows had covered her mouth. The moment she was inside the door slammed shut, encasing her into total darkness that only her Master could create.

She kept her eyes closed, even when she felt the shadows place her on a plush surface. Even when she felt them change into the shape of the man who was her Master.

It was completely silent for a moment. She remained pinned underneath her Master, her eyes closed as she did not dare to even breathe. Suddenly, she felt him chuckle darkly, obviously amused by her expression. Suddenly, she was shocked with his tongue creating a wet mark upon her cheek, "Open your eyes," He purred, "My Seras."

Seras's eyes snapped open then, her emotions in turmoil over what had pinned her down. "….Master Alucard." She whimpered, feeling the tears in the corner of her eyes.

He looked as he did when she ran away from his room two nights ago. He wore only his black trousers, his hair long and black, moving on its own. He smirked in a predatory way, his eyes burning red into her innocent blue.

She fidgeted under his gaze, very much aware that they were in his coffin; just like two days ago. He grinned wider and she felt him through their connection bring up the memories that she had tried so hard to forget:

His cool hands were on her body, touching her everywhere. He laughed cruelly as he continued to bite her everywhere, as if claming her for his own.

"Alucard! Master!" she whimpered, trying hard to fight him, "Stop! Please stop!"

Alucard hissed in response, his eyes glowing red as he spread her legs to him; about to make the first plunge. "Mine!"

She could only scream.

Seras gasped as she woke with a start, noticing that her Master was licking away the blood tears that had fallen. His lips moved to her ear, giving a lick, "Wasn't it a glorious night, Police girl? The day you became totally mine?"

She shook her head, "No," she whispered desperately, trying to destroy the strange feelings he was giving her, "No, you raped me!"

He chuckled, "But you wanted it. And by the end you came for me. That makes you mine." He kissed along her neck, undoing her jeans and pulling up her sweatshirt.

His fledgling whimpered in response, trying desperately to push him away, "No, not again, please." She whispered, feeling so weak and helpless before him.

Alucard sighed deeply into her neck, before pulling back and looking into her eyes. His head was tilled to the side, as if he had discovered something he had never seen before. Leaning down, he laid upon her lips a small kiss before pulling back into a sitting position. He pulled her with him, forcing her to sit on his lap in his coffin. He nipped slightly at his bite marks, making his childe gasp, "Now what did you wish to talk to me about, Police girl?"

He was deliberately teasing her, Seras could see that. Scaring the day-lights out of her, showing her what he had done, now seducing her while allowing her to finally get her word across. She fidgeted in his lap, feeling something hard press against her. She remained totally silent. Her Master would not make a toy out of her!

"But you are my toy." He whispered, groaning softly as she moved on his lap again. "And if you think that I am not going to take you again tonight then you are more stupid than I thought." He chuckled, kissing the shell of her ear.

Seras growled in response, feeling him grin against her, "Oh? Does that upset you?"

"It damn well upsets me!" She turned slightly to look at him, her eyes full of hurt, "I'm just a whore to you, aren't I?"

Alucard frowned slightly, as if debating her question, "You are mine." It was if that answer was the answer to every simple question.

His fledgling sighed in frustration, crossing her arms over her chest. Obviously she was not happy with that answer. "Possessive bastard!" she muttered, making him laugh. He turned her around, pulling her into a passionate kiss.

The kiss surprised Seras in its intensity. It was like kissing a fire, it burned almost pleasantly against her lips. Suddenly, all her negative emotions about this situation seemed to disappear. When he broke the kiss, he had already pushed her back to the base of the coffin, practically ripping off her sweatshirt.

Seras frowned; he had something to do with this. Perhaps it was because during the kiss she had nicked his tongue and tasted his blood. Her hormones were going crazy for him.

Alucard smirked up at his Draculina, dropping the tattered remains of her shirt to the ground as he kissed down her chest. Yes he defiantly had her taste his blood on purpose. Seras gasped and moaned under him; but in her mind she cursed.

Bloody Hell

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