The full moon gazed calmly upon the gloomy room as Integra entered. She was met with the sight of Seras, still dressed in her full uniform.
"What a strange anachronism for a vampire" she thought as she stepped closer softly.

Seras was staring plaintively at the blood that had been presented to her. Walter had prepared a full banquet for her, and yet this macabre act of haematophagy was all that she could concentrate on. She could no longer deny that she had been becoming weaker - her reflexes were less sharp, she struggled with her cannon, and her thinking would become clouded. Alucard had told her that this was all due to her refusal to imbibe blood, and she had little choice but to believe her master.
"No…" she thought, "I won't do it. I'm-I'm not a monster"

"Why do you refuse to drink blood? You're not human anymore. It's time to accept it, Seras."

Seras was almost startled by the voice as she looked up sharply to see Integra standing a few feet from her. She was dressed in her green blazer as always, with her elegant glasses being the only barrier between Seras and those deceptively calm eyes.

Integra could see a hint of fear in Seras as she walked yet closer to the draculina. She knew that she would have to coax her into drinking blood before long, and she knew exactly how to tempt a young vampire.

Integra reached down to the table, and ran her gloved finger elegantly along the unused knife sitting before Seras. She curled her fingers around it, and brought it gently towards her thumb, before locking eyes with Seras.

"But I…" Seras protested, before Integra suddenly gripped the silver tightly and ran it across her thumb. A devious smile spread across Integra's face as deep red began to drip from the wound. She had shown no sign of pain throughout, and instead searched constantly through Seras' limpid eyes. However, Seras' gaze had shifted to the crimson drops glinting in the moonlight.

"But Sir Integra…" Seras protested again, yet her voice made it clear that she was desperately resisting an urge that engulfed her whole being. She could feel the saliva in her mouth, and her tongue could barely keep itself from stretching out to reach Integra.

Integra could not help but laugh lightly at the Vampiress's attempts to contain herself.
"I cut my finger. I don't want it to get infected. Kiss it for me."

A soft gasp escaped Seras. Every fibre of her vampiric body demanded that she drink, and yet every fibre of her human mind demanded that she resist.

Integra laughed again, her pale face illuminated by the rays of the moon. Seras could see no hint of fear in her expression, only that same piercing smile. She felt as though she was being torn in two, the crimson of a draculina pulling her into the darkness, and the steely blue of a police girl clinging on to her from the light.

"I just…" Seras melancholically offered, yet Integra refused to accede to her meek plea.

"Do it. That's an order." She calmly responded as she caught Seras's eyes once more. A final, tacit request for permission came from the vampiress's eyes, which was granted fully by Integra's own shining irises. The only barrier allowing Seras to cling on to resistance had finally been removed. Integra wanted this.

The very room held its breath and the moon glared down at the two women as Seras moved her neck and extended her tongue towards Integra's thumb. It was as though the scenery itself understood the nature of what was about to take place. The vampiress was burning with desire as her tongue drew ever closer to the crimson, but she was mere centimetres from relief when she finally tore her eyes away from Integra's. She had been hoping weakly that Integra's eyes would betray any sign of doubt, allowing her to resist for just a while longer. The draculina could find no such salvation in those calm blue pools.

Sighing, Seras focused her eyes on the blood, and curled her tongue upwards, licking a few drops. She could not contain an awe-filled gasp, which resonated throughout the room. It was ecstasy.

Integra's glasses glinted as her smile widened, and she focused intently on the face of the draculina. Seras had closed her eyes, but her pale face told Integra all that she wished to know; she was granting immeasurable pleasure. The vampiress's tongue flicked back and forth delicately, relishing every drop, whilst a moan dripping with pleasure left her.

"Good. Just be careful not to bite, Seras." Integra said quietly, pushing her thumb along Seras's tongue. This time however, she failed to elicit any response from the vampiress. Integra could hear only the sound of her licking as she attempted to talk to Seras again.
"There. A few drops of pure, virgin blood. Do you feel any better?" The draculina's eyes remained closed as she licked away the last drops of blood from the wound.
"Seras?" Integra spoke once more, the concern in her voice clear.
"I need more." Seras replied in a calm but forceful tone.

Integra was taken a back by this sentiment. How could Seras possibly demand blood from her? Unless… but surely it was too little for that?

The vampiress suddenly opened her eyes wide, and easily caught Integra's gaze. Her eyes were no longer that familiar blue however. They were now lurid flames, burning incandescently through the cool waters that were Integra's own eyes. Seras was grinning deviously, blood still moving on her lips as she spoke once more
"I need more, Sir Integra"

Integra contained her surprise at Seras's full transformation as best she could. She was not fearful of the draculina, but she moved her gloved hand to stroke Seras's face with trepidation. Her calm eyes looked deeply into the crimson eyes of the vampiress as she spoke
"Seras, if you drink from me, I will become nothing more than a ghoul"

Seras adored the feeling of Integra's thumb gently stroking her face, and she moved her cheek in turn to show her appreciation before replying
"No. I just need more of you"