I do not own Hellsing
As often, but not always, happened when Pip Bernadotte got his way with a girl he had moved to the bedroom as quickly as he could arrange it to be so.
Unusually though, he was not rushing to get to the sex part. He was trying to make this special for Seras and so he was allowing her to call the shots, something he'd not done in a long time.
He knew there was an age gap between them both, he'd always looked younger than his actual age, and it had been over a decade since he'd made this much effort with a girl. Now he thought about it, he'd probably been about Seras' age himself when he actually got laid properly for the first time…
Of course, he'd had sex before that which had helped, but 'getting laid' was different to just having sex because according to the rules set down by him and his mates 'whores didn't count.'
He smiled at that memory; he'd had good mates as a boy, for all he was called a pervert by Seras and his men he could have been much, much worse had he not made such distinctions between sex and love as a boy.
He was focussing on the now, but it was of interest to him that being dead had revealed an awful lot about himself to himself.
It was helpful in some ways, with age and mortality no longer being an issue he found that recalling even the most obscure or distant memory was a synch for him and he had a lot more interesting stories to tell.
The minus was the cold hands, and the strange lack of needs like hunger and thirst.
They were there, but they were… strange, like phantom pains. Oh.
Ha ha. Nice one Bernadotte. Very clever.
He and Seras were sat on the bed, her lying back with her arms folded behind her head as she listened to his stories, himself sat at the other end with a leg folded over the other and a cigarette and a bottle in each hand.
She made an exception to his cigarettes tonight, 'just this once!' she'd cautioned him playfully.
He'd returned this mock warning with a smile that promised her he might just forget she'd said that.
A few hours passed, amazingly fast for both of them, yet with neither of them feeling fatigue and Pip as occupied in embellishing his past deeds as she was at listening to them, it came as no true surprise for either of them when the bed chimed and descended with them both of them in it.
It was actually pretty funny.
"Oof! Damn it!" Pip cursed as he was squashed by the lowering lid and pressed at an awkward angle into the foot of the bed.
"Ah! Ow!" Seras was also caught off guard and ended up with her legs caught under the mercenary and one of Pips boots in her midriff.
"Ah! Pip… would you mind getting that switch for me? I can't… quite… reach!" she grunted as she fumbled for the release switch in vain.
"Love to…!" the mercenary grunted as he twisted and squirmed the right way round and climbed up towards it.
He grabbed her legs and pulled himself up and on top of her, his back crushed up against the roof of the bed as he climbed up towards the top of the bed.
"Hey! Pip, do you mind!" Seras objected as his body crushed hers into the back of the coffin/bed.
"I'm just using you as a reference mignonette! How am I to find the release if I'm not lying where you are?" he defended himself.
"Well the bed's not that big it can't accommodate- Hey! Get your hands off my ass!" she cuffed at him for the transgression.
"I didn't do it on purpose!" he said, only half a lie.
"Pip! Just get up your hands up here and find the damn catch!"
"Okay! Okay! Just one moment, I'll help you out." Pip pulled her down and felt material slip under his hands, trying not to think about it he pulled her down to allow his arms more room. He suddenly found he had hit a barrier, or rather two barriers, the Police girls breasts were rather generous and in this tight space they were sharing he now found his face thrust between her rather ample bosom.
"Mmf! Pip!" she cried out indignantly "Stop being a perv!"
"I'm not!" he reassured her, in a muffled voice.
His hands groped for the release and seconds later a familiar chime sounded and the bed began to rise.
"Thank you!" Seras cried out, relieved to have the pressure off her chest.
"Erm… mignonette? That's wasn't me…" he mumbled awkwardly.
Blinking in the sudden light Seras was surprised to see Sir Integra standing in her room, cigar in hand and her usual dry expression as the bed rose into view.
As the pair came into sight the directors jaw slightly dropped and the cigar fell from her fingers as she beheld the sight of her agent.
Knickers halfway down her legs, and a flustered Pip straddling her with his face pressed into her chest the Hellsing leader managed a half strangled apology before she quickly retreated out of the room.
Noting the dropped cigar and taking a quick inspection of themselves the pair were quick to get after her.
"Sir Integra! Wait a moment-!" Seras called after her.
"Director, it's not how it looks! Seras and I-!" Pip started to explain before faltering.
The pair looked at each other and wondered at the same time why either of them was apologising.
"Well, she did intrude right?" Pip suggested.
"Right! Yeah! And… and it's not like we weren't… er…" Seras blushed.
"Going to get round to it eventually?" the mercenary offered, with a suggestive grin.
"Ah-! Right!" Seras agreed with a shaky laugh.
Pip chuckled too, this was good. This was very good!
"So… fancy getting started seeing as we're this far?" he asked as innocently as he could under the circumstances.
"Well…" Seras squirmed indecisively for a moment, but quickly made her mind up.
"Yes."
A moment later she was all over him, lips locked on his and kissing passionately and furiously with the ginger haired male. Her enthusiasm more than made up for her lack of experience and it tasted all the sweeter to the Frenchman to know that he was going to be her first…
"Oh-!" he groaned "OH-! Now that is what I call a kiss!" he complimented her between the lip locking moments of blissful ecstasy.
"Pip, you don't need to- mmf! – be nice for me!" she assured him.
"Whose being nice? I'm telling the truth here!" he protested.
"Oh… then that's-"
"very-"
"sweet."
-
Integra blew out a long breath to calm her flustered self down. Wow. That was awkward!
The Director had been going in for a social call, but neither was it an emergency. The house needed renovating and the foundations needed a check-up as part of the process so she needed to move the Vampire from there before the builders came in to check around the place, but she hadn't counted on walking in to a private moment between the pair.
Personally she was surprised something between them hadn't happened sooner and of course, very good luck to the pair of them but bloody hell where was the decorum!?
She might have hung his hat on the door or left it on top of the coffin or something as a warning for her! What if she'd come in a few minutes later?
She shook her head, she was going to have to have a word with that girl about… setting boundaries.
She was so busy in her thoughts she almost discounted the presence of a familiar figure looming behind her from the corner of her eye.
"Alucard, go tell the Police girl to-" she started to command the figure in red when her brain caught up with her and reminded her that the man she was about to command was supposed to be dead.
In more ways than one!
She snapped her head around and saw him there, fully clothed with his head tilted and that oh so
insolent smirk on his face and something in her couldn't accept it.
"Alucard…" she whispered hoarsely.
He bowed his head in slightly mocking way and opened his mouth to say something before his expression twisted into an annoyed frown and he faded.
The Director swayed drunkenly and barely caught herself on the wall as she stared for a long moment at the space he'd inhabited up till a few seconds ago.
As Pip was undoing the buttons of Seras jacket a rather unusual and mood breaking occurrence happened.
Seras head jerked as though she'd heard someone call her name and her face lit up with joy.
"Master!" she cried out, and without a moment's hesitation she pushed Pip off her and leaped off the bed, rushing out the room as she redressed herself and rushed to meet him.
"Master!" she called eagerly as she hurried to the source that all her instincts were telling her that her Master would be.
"Master, I –huh?" she rounded the corner and saw not the familiar sight of her rather imposing and oddly charismatic Master but rather her Director looking a little bit rattled and leaning heavily on the wall as she stared at the same spot Seras had been expecting to see Alucard.
"Sir Integra! Did you just see-?"
The Director nodded sharply "Alucard…! Alucard was just here…" she sounded a little shaken.
"What happened! Are you alright?" Seras asked, a little worried.
"I – I'm fine. Just a little surprised, that's all. I thought I was losing my head for a moment there…"
"No fear of that, eh?" Seras reassured her comfortingly.
"Right. Right Seras…" Integra agreed "So you felt him too?"
The Draculina nodded.
"Is he still there?" she asked the vampire, nodding to the spot where Alucard had appeared to her.
The girl walked over and looked around, she ran her hand over the spot where he'd been standing and then stood in the same place as she searched for him.
She looked at her boss and sadly shook her head "Sorry Sir. He was here, there's an impression left by him, but wherever he is now, it's not here."
The Director couldn't hide her disappointment, but she kept her composure at the news.
"Shame. I'd have liked to have a word with him…" was all she said.
"Ah Sir?" Seras interrupted, catching her attention "Erm… I know it sounds funny, but that presence thing I just said I felt when Master was here? It's back again."
"Really? Where!" Integra demanded.
"Um… everywhere?" the girl offered with a helpless shrug and a nervous smile.
"What?"
"I said I can feel Master everywhere. It's like he's everywhere in this building."
"So he could appear again?" Integra speculated out loud.
"Well if he does Sir, then he could pop out anywhere at any time. We'll just have to keep an eye out for him." Seras replied brightly.
"Wonderful" Integra rolled her eyes "Now that two things I have to watch out for during my rounds down here."
"Yeah… me and Pip will shut the door next time anything like that happens." The Draculina offered with an awkward shuffle.
And another update! This fic will not become Alu-centric I assure you, it is still very much a Pip/Seras story. Feedback on your thoughts on this would be appreciated, and as always I like critique if you have any to offer, PM me if there's anything you don't understand and I will either rectify or explain it for you, huge thanks to all those who've reviewed so far, seeing them was a reminder that I needed to crack on with this story instead of beginning several new ones... damn you whimsical fates that torment me with fresh material when I'm still writing current fics!