The night was turning into Dawn and Captain knew that it wouldn't be too long before Millennium went to bed. Just as Dusk was approaching he set out for the seedy hotel outside of London. Being a werewolf with incredible speed, it wasn't hard for him to make the trip in less than an hour.
Hans walked down the dilapidated hallway, discreetly pulling a key out of his pocket. He put it in the lock and opened the door to room 15, just as he expected, Alucard was waiting, curtains drawn, in the chair next to the bed.
"If my master knew I was fucking our enemy, she'd have me beheaded, again." He remarked, Captain nodded.
"Indeed." He spoke, removing the M-32 greencoat and his Mausers and setting them on the bed adjacent to the one that they were about to occupy. He removed his hat and rolled his neck. "If mad major found out about any trace of homosexuality among the troops, we'd all be dead."
Alucard threw his hat over onto the other bed, and shrugging off his jacket he did the same thing with it. Hans and the vampire worked together on undoing the buckles on his skin-tight suit. While, it would've been easier to dissolve the clothes. It was much more intimate to undress his lover. It took anywhere from 15 to 20 minutes to have Alucard undressed, buckles and chains would be thrown to the bed, and afterward, Alucard would finish undressing Hans. He pulled the Y-strap down his shoulders, kissing the joint between his neck and shoulder the entire time. Hans loved the taste of cool skin on his neck. He could feel Alucard's dead fingers sliding into and undoing his pants. It sent jolts of adrenaline through his body. Alucard could hear his heart beating faster and faster, and his breathing more shallow. He unzipped the Captain's pants and ripped them off the well-toned werewolf. Hans inhaled sharply, feeling the fabric torn from his legs. Alucard pushed him to the bed, and positioned him. Captain gripped the pillows for support and balance, within moments he could feel Alucard penetrate him. He gripped the headboard of the bed for leverage. Hans had a high pain tolerance, and took every thrust in good stride, he kept his breathing even and controlled until he felt Alucard come, and turn listlessly to his back on the bed. The captain knelt on the bed next to Alucard catching his breath.
"I thought vampires didn't need to breathe." He spoke, low, and collected.
"Only when I mimic human activities." Alucard responded exasperated. His long black hair lay under him like a grim pillow.
"Ready for round 2?" Captain asked, moving around on the bed.
"Yes" Alucard replied an evil grin on his face. He raised himself to his knees. Captain turned him into the position he desired. Alucard gripped the headboard and leaned his head forward. Hans brushed his hair over his shoulder. Captain leaned forward and kissed his neck. His hands groped the vampire chest. It was a chilling cold, a daft gray tone. Yet, it was so erotic. Hans braced himself, and thrusted into the vampire, Alucard growled softly. The werewolf's head was spinning with desire and lust. He could feel the beast in him growing; a low growl began deep in his chest. He fucked the vampire harder, and deeper. The intensity was growing more and more. Finally Hans came; shuddering at his release the captain buried his face into Alucards back. He was breathing harshly and heavily. Alucard smirked underneath his mask of hair. Captain removed himself from the bed and put his pants back on. He inhaled sharply and ran a hand through his thick hair.
"Same time tomorrow?" Alucard asked.
"Of course." He replied, dressing and returning to the barracks.