Waha! I got it out before school started! Sorry for the long wait, but like I said, I was without my computer for a month. Then I had writers block around the middle of the chapter, but thats gone now.
I am again concerned about OOCness in this chapter, but I think I did okay with it. The other thing I'm worried about is that this chapter contains my very first full fledge lemon. So, I hope you enjoy.
Chapter 7
It had only been a few weeks since she started doing field missions for the police force and something like this happened. It was like a nightmare that she couldn't get away from. She had cried and cried after it had happened. She felt remorse, she really did, so why was he trying to get her arrested?
She had been following a suspect on foot after he ran from the bar where she confronted him. After a few blocks, she didn't think she would be able to keep it up. No one thought that they would need more than the force's own little kitten, just to apprehend a suspect of a fiscal crime. Not knowing what else to do, she tried to shoot at his legs. She almost hit him, but then tripped over a bit of uneven sidewalk. Still in the heated moment, she fired again, but at the entirely wrong angle. The stray bullet hit a civilian square in the chest.
The street had been mostly deserted apart from the suspect, her, and two bystanders. Neither of the innocents had known each other, being on opposite sides of the street, but the surviving man had seen her kill the other.
The suspect got away while she tried in vain to help the victim of her mistake. She dialed for an ambulance on her mobile, but knew the poor man was already dead. Tears welled up in her eyes, threatening to fall. It was like the world had stopped when she gazed on the body at her feet. Foot steps that sounded so far away were coming closer.
"Oy, cop! Oy! What have you done, eh?" A sharp northern accent intruded on her thoughts. She looked up, seeing the witness who had been walking across the way. "I'll tell you what you done. That one wasn't doing nothing to you, was he? Thats murder, that is! I'll turn you in!"
"What? Sir, you can't! I didn't mean to do that! It was a mistake!" The emergency vehicles pulled up to the curb, preparing their equipment, and carting the victim into the back of an ambulance. No other police had come to the scene, since one had called in the situation and was assumed to still be on location. The northern man was yelling at the hospital employees, trying to tell them to arrest the girl in uniform before them. They repeatedly told him that they had no authority over things like that. He turned back to her.
"You're not getting away with this, girly. You can be sure of that." He walked away from her after giving her a good glare. Not knowing what else to do, she left, running back down the street, back to her civilian car in front of the bar where the suspect had originally been. She drove home, tears finally spilling over onto her cheeks. She spent the whole night knowing that the next morning she would be arrested for man slaughter. Eventually convicted as well. It didn't matter how much jail time she received, her badge would be taken away. But she was being selfish, wasn't she? She had killed someone. He was completely innocent, as far as she knew, and had his life stopped in it's tracks by her bleeding clumsiness! She had really, really, killed someone. This was reality, and she wasn't getting away from it, no matter what happened.
She clocked into work the next morning knowing that it would mean her arrest when her accuser came, if he hadn't already. She deserved it, she had decided last night. She walked through the police station, expecting someone to put cuffs on her at any moment. Nothing of the sort happened for a few hours. Her superior had asked her what happened to the suspect the previous night. She told him that he ran and escaped, giving them more reason to peruse him. The subject wasn't broached again. Had he really not shown up? Her question was answered when she over heard a new case being brought in.
"It's a murder, for sure." The case file was opened, and she could see that it was, without a doubt, the man who threatened to have her arrested. She went over to the desk.
"What happened, sir?"
"Says here that a witness saw a really tall man dressed in red enter the victims flat...didn't see him leave. Saw the door was left open, went in, flat owner was dead, man in red no where to be seen. Weird, huh?"
"And a simple apology is all she wants, you are sure?" For the last minute or two, Alucard had been almost fussing over exactly what it would take to get Seras to talk to him again. George had assured him several times already.
"Yes, sir, it is."
"Alright then, I will go find her." However, just as he stood, the very person they had been talking about walked into the shooting range.
"Master! Why did you follow me, I--"
"Calm down, officer Victoria, Mr. Alucard wants to tell you something."
"Err...George?" Confused by this strange comradeship, she looked between the two. George motioned to Alucard expectantly. He stepped forward and was given his fledgling's skeptical attention.
"Police Girl...Seras, as my childe, I deserve your respect and have the right to reprimand you." Seras was on the verge of storming out again. He wasn't apologizing, he was scolding her again. "On the other hand," Alucard said, watching her calm down, "you are not a toy. Have no doubt that you very well could be. But you are my ward, to protect and raise. You had not been insolent, yet I grew angry. My apology is for that, and nothing else. Besides," he said, a grin forming, "a mindless servant is never any fun at all." Surprised, Seras stepped towards her Master, still eying him, in case this was a trick.
"Thank...you?" Alucard put a hand on her shoulder and led her to the door.
"Good, we have much to discuss."
"Your getting awful close to those humans." Alucard bluntly observed. They were outside now, strolling through the grass, close along the wall of the estate. The moon glowed lazily, giving slight visibility to the dark grounds.
"I don't see how that's any business of yours." Seras replied huffily. He chuckled in response.
"Oh yes, a Master has no business in his fledgling's affairs, that makes perfect sense to me." She scoffed.
"Master, just get to the point. You always seem to feel you must confuse me. Is it something that amuses you that much? Why all the riddles?"
"One never learns anything if they are simply told, police girl."
"God! You never answer anything! Fine, then how about this? Why are you so interested in me, why now? Your a big bad vampire, if you wanted to have sex with me so damn bad, why didn't you rape me?!" They had stopped walking, and Seras realized her mistake. Alucard removed his glasses slowly and looked at her seriously. He had had enough of this, it was clear. Was he going to hit her, yell at her? He leaned down a little, still at a slow pace, so as to see directly into her eyes.
"Because," He paused, and she felt like he was looking at her very soul, "I chose you, Seras Victoria." There was a brief moment of silence as she took in what he said.
"Chose me? But you always said that this life was my choice, and no one else's."
"I wasn't lying. You chose to say yes, but I don't offer things with that much gravity on a whim. The first time I encountered you I knew that I had to have you for my own." Seras was taken aback. She prepared to speak, but Alucard put up a finger, to let her know he wasn't finished. "So much untapped energy, begging to be let out. So young, so strangely fearless. What prompted you to become so timid in your later years, one wonders?" Confusion passed across the girl's face once more.
"Master...what do you mean? I've been meaning to ask, you sometimes speak as though...its as if you knew me when I was young."
"Your parents were killed before you, but did you weep? No, you fought back." A proud smirk was sliding into place on his features. His eyes never left hers. The moments stretched on eternally as she grasped for something to say.
"Y-you really did...watch...didn't you!? Those men..." She trailed off, remembering how she thought it was a wonder she wasn't dead when she woke up.
"Yes, I watched. I watched you for years. A child like that doesn't deserve the dull and meaningless life of a human."
"But what happened to--"
"I killed them. I couldn't loose you so quickly after discovery. You have no idea, Seras." He drew closer. Their faces were nearly touching. A light blush broke out on her face.
"Master...?"
"You're so young, and you refused your nature for so long. But now...your power will grow exponentially." She could feel his breath on her lips. It was hot. It smelled of blood. "Your experiences as a human made you strong...so strong. It's all just under the surface." He touched a gloved hand to her cheek. She leaned into it, beginning to loose herself in the moment. "Police girl..." The smirk was evident in his voice.
"Hmm?" She could barely focus as she inhaled his scent. He was pressed against her now, other hand on her hip.
"Did you know..." He leaned down just enough to have his lips against the base of her neck. "Vampires are attracted to power. Its...." He nipped just hard enough to draw blood through her uniform, "irresistible."
Alucard gently backed her up the half foot to the wall. Seras grabbed the cloth around Alucard's neck and brought him to her lips, showing the urgency she felt.
The kiss was violent with passion and accompanied the girl's pleasure of Alucard slowly undoing the top of her uniform. He began pushing it down. Once it was around her shoulders, he moved his mouth slowly toward her neck. He suckled at the skin, leaving small marks all the way to the bite. He licked gently, listening to Seras moan from the feeling of the tip of his tongue enter the wound holes.
She began to untie the cloth she previously had a hold on, which was quickly discarded. Next was the large red duster. She was on the second button of Alucard's vest when he bit down, making her rip the silky fabric. The ecstasy of blood flowing from her body to his was almost too much for her to bare. She grabbed onto his shirt, trying to contain the pleasure. In her excitement, the shirt was ripped as well.
A predatory growl was heard and Alucard quickly shrugged off his shirt, latching his hands back on Seras' hips, and his lips to hers. She was practically fed a mouthful of her own blood as their tongues connected and circled, memorizing each others mouths.
She explored his body with her hands, wanting every inch of it. The gently toned muscles and lean build that gave structure to his smooth and pale skin nearly drove her wild in their perfection. Seeming to take his cue from the woman in his clutches, the elder vampire finished removing her top, and made quick work of her bra. One hand attached itself to her breast, massaging the pink nub in the center while the other moved, searching as eagerly as his young mate, who had moved her exploration southward. He could feel her cupping him and squeezing ever so slightly. All at once, Seras was on the ground, bedded in the grass, and Alucard was just over her, kicking off his boots and unbuckling his belt.
Once his constriction was removed and laying with the other cloths beside them, he began to feel the inside of her thighs, rolling down her stockings, removing her boots and then moving his hands back up her bare skin. Once beneath the skirt, it was ripped from below, giving the man a view of her already damp panties. He leaned over farther. His mouth was now on her stomach, licking around and then down. His lips arrived at the hem of her undergarment. The clothing was done away with at the mercy of his fangs.
"Master...my clothes..." Seras practically moaned.
"They are the least of your worries right now..." His tongue was soon slipping inside her tight, slick entrance.
"Master! I--it's my...my first..." It was retracted,
"I know, just be patient..." Another bite was made just above her blond curls, blood again gushing from her veins. While she was lost in the feeling, Alucard inserted a finger in her opening, adding one after a moment of probing, then another, giving her time to grow used to the feeling.
Licking his work one more time, he let the wound heal and moved up, so that he was looking at his fledgling's blushing face, and placing his tip right on her edge. He slid in slowly, waiting to encounter her barrier. He felt it and leaned to Seras' ear, whispering softly,
"This will hurt..." He thrust forward, she gasped and grabbed at the ground, tearing up a little at the initial shock. He pulled out and thrust back in again, very slowly this time. He repeated this until her soft cries of pain turned to pleasure. His pace then started to increase, almost pulling out and then burying himself once again.
Shock waves of ecstasy washed over her every time he fully entered her. It increased noticeably when he wrapped his mouth around her left breast and began to suck, feeling her nub with his tongue. Her hands left the ground and entangled in his dark and unruly hair, mixing in pulled up bits of grass from her fingers.
Something began to build up inside her, tightly recoiling, ready to explode. With a slightly high pitched moan drenched with emotion, she came to a climax only moments before her Master, who let out a low moan himself.
Pulling out, Alucard unlatched and lay himself down beside his new mate. Seras was staring at the night sky. It was clear and all the stars could be seen.
"You know, Master...I used to look at the night sky as a child, thinking of how beautiful it was. Now I look, and it's almost as if I'm looking at something completely different. Something with so much more beauty than stars." She turned her head to the right to look at him, smiling a little. "I'm starting to think that being a vampire has a few perks." He chuckled.
"Indeed, dear Seras. There are many," he snaked an arm around her waist and pulled her naked body to his. "Your sight, as you've just pointed out. There is also strength," he planted a kiss on her collarbone, "speed," another on her jaw, "and of course, it's really very difficult to get tired." His lips captured hers once more
