Navigating dark rooms was easy for Walter. Without thinking to flip the light switch, he made his way through the familiar dark of his Spartan room and into the adjoining bathroom. Finally turning on the light; the sudden illumination hurting his eyes, he began to run the shower.

The adrenaline from the night's activities was only now beginning to wear off. Stepping a little shakily into the stream of water, Walter slowly began to let himself relax, recovering from the excitement of the night. Blood he hadn't even known was there began to wash off him. A pain brought his attention to his side; apparently his prey had managed to strike him: several ugly red slashes stood out against the freshly washed skin.

After a thorough scrubbing and some peroxide on the wounds; which thankfully weren't too deep, and Walter deemed himself ready for bed. A tap at the bathroom door made him jump. There was a soft laugh just inside the dark room as Alucard stepped into the light of the bathroom.

" Did I startle you?" There was a hint of sarcasm in the vampire's voice. Walter grunted in response to the unnecessary question. He walked past Alucard and entered the other room. " What are you doing here, you should be in your coffin."

"I wanted to check on you." The light of the bathroom silhouetted Alucard's effeminate form.

"I'm fine, just a flesh wound," Walter gestured to the wounds on his side. Alucard walked over, placing a cool hand on Walter's side. He stood impatiently, allowing his companion examine his wounds.

Something, slightly warm and soft across his side awakened him from his cloudy-headed state.

"What on earth are you licking me for?" Walter jumped back, barely keeping his towel where it belonged. Alucard chuckled, smiling. " Walter, I know what I'm doing..." The vampire was still kneeling where Walter had leapt from him.

"Honestly, you can't want my blood that badly." He ran a hand through his still wet hair. Walter could feel the slightly embarrassing rush of blood to his face as well as to other parts of his body.

Alucard caught Walter's hand." Won't you let me finish?" He was still kneeling, gazing up at his human counterpart with an impish gleam in his eyes. Walter decided not to make any comments about the sort of sexual innuendoes that could be taken from the circumstances.

With a reluctant sigh, he agreed to allow the vampire to continue. Walter had a very hard time ignoring the way his heart began to race in reaction to Alucard's strange ministrations.

After several moments, Alucard ceased his 'medical' attentions and stood back up. Even more weak-kneed than before; and a little breathless, Walter examined the spot on his side where the wounds should have been. He ran his hand over what was now only slightly irritated, but now unbroken skin.

The butler stared in astonishment where the angry gashes once were. " Alucard, how...?" The vampire had gone.

Frustrated in more ways than he cared to think about, the young man jerked on some bedclothes and threw himself into bed. Walter seethed under the blanket, wondering how he was going to find sleep in his current state.

Alucard sat in the darkness of the basement, fighting his own lustful inclinations. " I'm so sorry, my angel," He murmured softly into the dark, " Your much too young yet. Soon though. very soon.