"Will you stop it… Damn it…"
"No… You like it too much…" His voice melted over him like the wax of the candles that filled the room.
"Alucard…"
Anderson's warm fingers left a fiery trail across the vampire's icy skin. They were in the soft bed of a small hotel in Rome, where only moments before the two men had been locked in the throes of passion. "When are you expected back?" The priest muttered softly, not wanting to admit that their time together was almost over.
"When I have finished tracking the vampire…" Alucard's silky voice caressed the priest and his strong, ice cold arms circled the priest. His priest… His paladin… Though he knew that this was only a short union… In a few small hours, he would be going back to England… To Integra… And to him… Alucard shook his head gently, ridding himself of the thoughts he had of the man waiting for him back at the Hellsing manor.
Father Alexander Anderson looked over at the vampire and sighed softly, almost sadly. He knew that Alucard was thinking about something that was bothering him. "If you need to get back…"
"No," Alucard said quickly, pulling the other man practically on top of him. "I don't want to be alone…" He whispers.
"I missed you."
"I know. I missed you too…" His voice was soft, tender… But nothing like it had been with him.
"I'm glad you came back to me…"
The Frenchman's moans were muffled by the closed coffin. Alucard had his long, white fingers tangled in Pip's ginger hair as he gently thrust into him. Pip's hands grasped at the vampire's back and shoulders trying to keep him inside. His body arched up into Alucard's as he came closer to his end.
Alucard went through the motions of their lovemaking, but only wanted to be back in Alex's arms… His Alex… His love… His thoughts of the priest made him get a bit rougher, more passionate. His thoughts were only of his paladin. He came with a small moan inside of the mercenary, pulling him closer. Pip's choked cry of pleasure and the warmth of his release spreading between them drew him out of his daydream of Anderson.
Pip's breathless whispers of love and happiness lulled him into a light sleep. He opened the coffin slightly to allow Pip fresh air during sleep and rolled them, putting the human on top of him.
"Goodnight my paladin… Where ever you are…" Alucard thought and closed his scarlet eyes, holding Pip closer.
"Where were you?"
"Looking for a vampire that I heard rumors about."
"It isn't your job to hunt down rumors!"
"I did my job."
Alexander sat in his sparse room at the orphanage sharpening his bayonets. He could still feel the icy touch of the vampire on his skin and he would shiver occasionally. They hadn't meant for it to happen. He didn't regret it though… How could he regret that wonderful time that he spent with Alucard.
Alex had gone out for the night, just for a break from work. He was sitting in a small bar that was frequented by off duty priests… It was one of those places where no one noticed you or what you were doing… He was sitting there, a small glass of whiskey cradled in the crook of his arm. He was staring at his scarred face in the dull mirror on the back bar. He saw a glimmer of scarlet and he smelled the vampire.
He drained the whiskey, threw down the little money he had for the night onto the bar, and stepped out. "What are you doing here, demon?"
"I came to see you," the vampire's voice was calm and soft.
Alexander stood there for a moment. The monster wanted to see him… Why… They are mortal enemies… Do people have mortal enemies? He shrugged, they weren't exactly human… "Well, what is it?"
Alucard motioned to the paladin as if to offer a walk. Alex sighed. "Fine, monster, kead the way…"
Those first few hours were nothing more than the awkward walking of people who weren't sure of what to do… Well, it was like that for him… Alucard seemed perfectly at ease… Alex found himself gazing at the monster… Anyone would have thought that they were lovers going for an evening stroll. Eventually, they started walking closer, their arms occasionally brushing, their hands gently touching… Eventually they twisted together and in a dark alley, they shared their first kiss…
The kiss was hot and cold at the same time. His fiery lips melting Alucard's icy ones… Their hands groping at each other… Alucard's thin fingers twisting into Alex's short, golden hair, Alex's hands grasping the scarlet duster around the vampire's shoulders…
Alex was being undressed by the other. Long white fingers carefully tracing all of his scars and muscles… A shiver ran through his body as he thought about it again. Eventually they were on the bed, bodies entwined, Alucard gently thrusting into the priest… Their soft moans mingling and creating their symphony of passion.
They moved faster up to their releases. Alex came first, relishing in the release that the vampire had caused. Then Alucard released into him with a small groan. He had pulled the priest closer. "I love you, Alexander Anderson," the vampire had breathed into his ear.
Alex sighed, feeling the tightness in his pants. He put away his bayonets and got undressed. He slipped into his cool sheets, wishing that his vampire was there beside him.