Chapter the ninth. Enjoy.


Chapter Nine:

Insane

The blood that waited in her bowl looked unappetizing, to say the least. However, when Seras allowed a haggard breath, the scent of the cool red liquid was amazing. She let out a shuddering sigh and dipped the spoon into bowl, picked it up, then let the blood trickle back into the bowl. Alucard radiated anger and boredom from where he leaned against the wall.

"Seras," he hissed a warning and Seras frowned deeply.

"Just…give me a moment to say goodbye to the soft part of me. The part of me that you never had, Master, so you don't know what it's like to miss it!" She let out another discontented sigh and then lifted the spoon to her lips, deliberately holding her breath. She was aware of Alucard's eyes following the motion of the spoon to her lips.

"I just can't!" she shrieked, dropping the spoon. Alucard growled in frustration. "I can't drink when I'm not really thirsty!" Thirst wasn't even the right word, Seras thought with a contemplative cock of her head.

"You are holding your breath," he snapped. "Stop holding your breath, Police Girl," commanded Alucard. "Thirst will come, when you smell the blood."

Seras tried again, lifting the spoon to her lips and inhaling deeply. The scent made a fog cover her brain and she hummed absentmindedly. She tipped the spoon into her mouth, successfully dumping a small amount of the chilled liquid into its rightful place. Her blood rushed with heat and energy and she gasped at the strength of it. However, her mind cleared shortly after and she felt strangely empty; as if it wasn't quite what she needed.

Alucard sensed her disappointment and laughed. "What you are craving now is the sensation of biting into warm flesh; to feel fresh, warm blood flooding your throat." Alucard's eyes seemed to be lit with flame, until he added lamely, "I am very familiar with that particular craving."

"How can I get it to go?" she inquired, taking another modest sip of chilled blood from the spoon. It made her insides cool as it slid down her throat, like ice water on an already cold afternoon.

"By sinking your fangs into something that is alive," he responded immediately, striding toward her. He knelt beside the table where she was seated. "It is the only way to alleviate that deeper, darker craving."

Seras watched the transformation in her master's eyes as he changed from moderately bored and flustered to intrigued and driven by some primal desire. His gaze shifted to Seras' neck and he thrust into her mind the memory of the night in the bathroom, when he drank from her. She withdrew from the intensity of the lust that occupied his mind as she was forced to watch the movie that replayed on the screen of his memories. She was ashamed to admit, the memory made her skin hot.

Police Girl, he moaned into her mind, I quite liked that side of you.

She felt an eerie burning in her abdomen as her mind played and replayed the memory, rewinding and reliving it each time.

She gasped aloud when, in the theater of her mind, she saw his fangs sink into her neck and she snapped her head back reflexively, as if it were happening all over again. Seras shivered when his gloved hand slid down the contours of her throat, appreciating it with a certain reverence. Her blood-red eyes snapped shut when she heard him kneel beside her and she felt his warm breath on her exposed neck. He hovered there, teasing her.

"Master," she muttered with a sigh as his fangs scraped her skin gently. It wasn't enough. She needed to feel him bury his fangs into her neck and feel his tongue lapping up her blood. She didn't understand it, but she needed it.

"Is there something you want, Police Girl?" he chuckled, tantalizingly. She opened her eyes and glared down at him, quite sick of his constant teasing. He was perched over her body, eyes churning with insanity and malice and…dare she think it? Lust? Her master, the most powerful of all, felt need for her?

And then is when she realized that the top buttons of her shirt had popped open and her chest heaved wildly. It was quite the sight to behold, and Seras clutched the shirt closed in embarrassment. Alucard's steel grip locked on her hands, prying them away. She watched helplessly as he eased the shirt open wider and licked a trail from the curve of her breasts to her collar bone. The young vampire shivered in delight and shame.

I'm not insane…I'm not insane right now! Seras realized in horror. She couldn't blame her indiscretions on her encroaching insanity. It was her own doing. She allowed it.

A small voice inside her (one that slightly resembled a female version of Alucard's silky, seductive voice) prodded her to give into his advances. It was, after all, what she needed in order to feel satiated.

Still yet, her thoughts were won over to reason and she shied away from Alucard's languorous attentions to her neck, which crept ever upward with licks, soft bites, and growls.

"Alucard," she moaned aloud, distressed at how sex-crazed she sounded. "Please, Master, stop." Alucard didn't even look up. He bit her ear in warning and she hissed in a morbid mixture of pain and interest.

Do not deny me, Police Girl.

He spoke it into her mind so matter-of-factly; she felt it must be law. However, she bucked against him, trying to squirm away from his body, which hovered so closely over hers. He hummed perversely when her chest collided with his in her attempts to get away.

"No, Master, NO!" She threw herself back, landing on the floor with a crash as her chair split into several pieces. He fell with her gracefully, coming to rest atop her once more and biting severely into her neck. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she felt pain so white-hot that it made her every nerve tremble and come alive. She ceased her bucking against him and lay still, trying to lessen the pain by submitting to his will.

Do not defy me, Police Girl, hissed Alucard in triumph. She felt the flood of bloodlust rush his senses as her blood flowed into his mouth, sustaining his existence. In that moment of clarity, Seras felt nearer to her master than ever before: as if they were two streams that met in their pursuit of the sea. She sighed as the pain lessened, then vanished. Moments later, heady elation filled her as he drank deeply and she, too, was affected by the drug-like effects of drinking from a living being.

Taste, Seras, commanded Alucard as he broke from the wound on her neck and thrust his lips onto hers. The warmth of her blood mixed with his saliva and swirled around in her mouth. She gasped in surprise at the intense longing that overwhelmed her senses and drove Seras to do the unthinkable.

She pulled back just slightly, and, before Alucard could protest or force his lips back onto hers, she bit hard into his bottom lip and latched on fiercely.

There was a moment of shock as Alucard processed what his fledgling had dared to attempt, then laughed quietly to himself as he felt Seras' thoughts inflame and rage around in her head. His ancient blood flooded her throat like molten metal and Seras was engulfed in flame. She lapped up the slow drip of blood and Alucard allowed it, letting out a small grunt when she joined their lips and her elongated nails dug into his arms. He gripped her arms severely and she whined in pain, releasing her grip on him.

Alucard flattened himself against Seras' writhing form, forcing her to be still and realize the weight of her situation. She was trapped beneath him, his every inch pressed against her. Alucard tested her, moving his knee to spread her legs.

To his surprise, she opened up for him willingly and let out a keening cry when he pressed his knee against her womanhood. He was filled with dark glee, which bubbled through his mind and infected Seras as well. She let out a loud, witchlike laugh, arching her back against her master. Alucard gazed down at her blood-soaked teeth as she cackled in delight, her bloodlust mixing into a deadly concoction with her physical need for him.

"Master," she cried out, voice gravelly. "Have me, Master. I am yours." Her mind reached out in wispy tendrils, caressing his awareness. The surge of power and confidence surprised Alucard. You are a quick learner.

Alucard brought her lips to his with brutal force before tearing at the shirt that was already sloppily arranged on her torso. She threw the shredded material aside, left only in her bra and pants. Alucard's hands slid sensually down Seras' chest, giving them a teasing grope before moving southward. She wiggled anxiously as his hands found her hips and gripped them in a bruising clutch, as if to claim them as his own.

The tips of his fingers danced along the waistband of her pants, making Seras groan in frustration. Just as he worked the button loose, he froze in place. He looked like a statue above her, until his stone-expression melted into a smirk.

It seems as though our encounter must be cut short, Police Girl, cooed Alucard as his presence dissipated to mist. Seras was angry and sexually frustrated when Walter walked in, bearing her cleaned night garments over his arm. His wizened eyes went wide with shock and humiliation as he spotted Seras, spread eagle on the floor without a shirt, lips parted and pupils dilated.

"Miss Victoria!" he exclaimed, turning his eyes from her.

"I-uh-fell…" she explained lamely and took the clothes in utter humiliation. Walter left hurriedly and Seras surveyed the damage. The chair was smashed to bits by their combined weight. She felt a mild sting in her back and winced. She had to stretch to reach the splinter that embedded itself into her skin. Seras jerked it out with a gasp of pain and dropped the bloodied wood to the ground with the other shards.

She could still taste Alucard's blood on her tongue. She sighed wistfully and opened her mind up for him to contact her, calling out his name into the void of her thoughts. He didn't respond, however, and Seras was left alone in her cold room.

"Master," she grumbled to herself, but hoped he could hear. "You drive me more insane than this so-called bloodlust."

She lay down that night, dreams invaded by watchful blood-red orbs and a resounding laugh that she recognized immediately as Alucard's.


Not too happy with this chapter, but since I know the direction in which this is progressing...I'm content.