Seras leaned down into the kiss her master so willingly gave to her, making his head laid on the floor again; it would become rather irritating if he kept his neck suspended. She brought forth a hand; her left, and moved away his bothersome hair that was on his forehead...
His already-slightly protruding fangs started growing out little by little as he held the kiss where it was; he could feel them poke Seras fairly hard, just enough to make her bottom lip bleed a drop or two. Still unsure, he closed his eyes anyhow as he continued this, not caring at all about the stupid probation.
Very unlikely as it was for him to think that way, but...
He moved one of his hands to the back of her neck, underneath some of the spiky tufts of orange hair that usually rested there; the other rested farther down on her side.
He just wasn't his old self anymore.
Seras' eyebrow twitched as she felt the sharp poke, but thought nothing of it and ignored it. The back of her hand and knuckles brushed the last few stray strands of hair away and then quickly flipped itself around, sliding the same way down the side of his face; she shifted her knees, as they were becoming very uncomfortable to be kneeling on, on the hard stone floor, that is. She just merely shifted a little to bring her numbing knees back to 'life.'
Alucard's eyes shone of a dark red as he, on instinct, lightly sucked the blood that came from her lip; the hand on her neck slid down across her shoulder blades, as the other slung itself across her lower back. She couldn't help but blink as she was indeed bleeding, but only a little, so it wasn't as bad as it could have been; just as quickly she closed her eyes again and ran the ends of her fingers, where her nails would be under the gloves, down his jawbone a little, finding their way to his neck.
However, he was too preoccupied elsewhere, and still tasting her blood as they kissed; he started to run his hand up and down on her side again, appealing more to her senses than anything. He started speaking to her telepathically.
"Going to cut me now, Seras? Not like you wouldn't enjoy my bloodshed." His sarcastic voice said hazily in her head as on the outside he raised an eyebrow, but it went unnoticed, as Seras was fairly busy at the moment.
That being said, she reluctantly broke apart from him, grinning, little flecks of blood coming from her lower lip slowly.
"Not yet, master."
He placed her hand behind her head as she drew back, opening his eyes and looking at her, grinning as well. Taking the hand that was on his neck, he held it to his face; looking longingly up at Seras, his bright eyes showed clearly that he wasn't near to being done with her just yet. He was enjoying himself too much.
"'Not yet?' You know you want to, hmm?" He persuaded, as if trying to make her admit it; his eyes daring her. To complete it all, the hand on her side slid to her lower back and held tight.
The blood on her lip spotted her top lip now, but again she ignored it; her eyes as firm as her voice, she was still hesitant about actually drinking blood...that did not come from a stored bag...
"No, master...not yet. But..." The same grin unraveled across her face again, and she leaned down closer to his face, her eyes boring holes into his; she could tell he wasn't about to stop now. Looking up at her, he couldn't stand to see her bleed anymore, unless he was drinking it; so he leaned up and licked it gently from her lips. He put a hand behind his head to keep it in place; he spoke with his mind once again.
"Now, this is a night cap."
She just turned her head to the side, raising an eyebrow and smiled like she agreed with him. Taking one hand she decided to help him out by holding the back of his head (she had a free hand anyway), while the other propped herself up.
The lick cleared the puncture on her lip and cleared the bleeding, and she leaned down and kissed him again, careful and hopeful he wouldn't actually bite her this time. He held the back of her head as well, kissing her long and hard. The hand on her back just stayed where it was; he didn't want to mess things up again and go insane.
Though, he did feel it slightly; but he was still all right. He was enjoying this too much to feel his stomach churn in warning. Seras felt one of her master's fangs with her tongue, surprised at how long it had grown from before...
She had forgotten everything about their restrictions and their probation for the moment and continued; trying to ignore the numbing of her knees and her hand that propped her up, she was in the same position for quite awhile without moving.
Somewhat suddenly, he broke from her and ran his tongue down her throat as far as he could go without hitting the fabric of her high collar, turning slightly to the side of her neck; he kissed occasionally here and there as well. He noticed her slight shaking as she started to lose balance; even in their position, he had to do something.
So, while still holding onto her, he rolled over smoothly and planted her on the floor, sitting on her like she was doing to him. Seras snickered as Alucard seemingly switched their roles...yet again.
"So...Can't handle me when I'm not on the floor with you not hovering over me, eh?" She grinned as now her arms were free, and she felt her knees regain their feeling again. She put both of her arms around his middle, raising an eyebrow. He nuzzled her collar like a puppy (strange for a vampire such as he).
"You think not, Seras. I just always found it better on top." His hand touched her neck as the other lie on the floor. Seras poked her collar.
"This annoying you, master?" She asked, as if she had no idea whatsoever. His mind worked a step ahead of hers.
"It pains me not to be able to do certain things that I want to," He looked slightly sorrowful. "Especially when we are like we are now." He looked up at her, his head still on her collar; he felt some pain in his stomach for admitting it, or so he thought it was, but he didn't care.
She put the hand that poked her collar on the side of his face.
"We can make do...with what we've got, I guess..."
He stared up at her; times like these just made him want her more, and he dropped his hand from her neck to a nice spot on the top of her stomach. You could tell that it pained him so much to be like the way they were, the way he was; and yet, he still loved it even more for it. He was just messed up that way.
"We could make do, for now...but this can't go on forever; we will want more...and more...and not being able to do so is tearing me up inside. Every time we do this, my black side gets closer; I had to stop just now so he wouldn't come out..." He winced slightly, thinking of the pain in his stomach that intensified; he now realized the reason of its presence and cursed himself.
Seras smiled, albeit sadly, but smiling all the same as the part from her waist-up rose from the floor. She sat up, unsure if he wanted her to, but did so anyway as she hugged him on her lap, him facing her and awfully close as well. She thought of something that she hadn't realized in quite a while.
"...Master...You never call me 'Police Girl' anymore."
His head still resting on her neck, he had to adjust his sitting position or he would have been knocked off due to his incredibly long legs (which now sat open with them over Seras). He moved his other arm from the floor and swung it around her back. He kept his eyes on her the whole time, transfixed.
He felt the blood rush through her body.
"That's because I do not see you like a 'Police Girl' anymore, Seras." He glanced her over for a moment, as his long trench coat almost hid her presence from view. "Nor do you look like one covered in my red."
Seras cocked a smile. "I was just wondering; it was such a sudden change."
"So was all of this," He, again, looked down at both of them. She blinked.
"That's true, too." She dropped the subject, and stayed quiet; she felt almost secure as her master surrounded her. He adjusted his legs as the started to fall asleep, looking at her with a mix of sorrow and compassion.
"You have opened my eyes to many things...I haven't...had someone to hold for a while."
"...You're welcome, master." She smiled into his shirt.
He hugged her more; he was in a sort of depressive mood, being so close to becoming dark and not even caring...just wanting to be with her. Even when he knew it could not last because of the organization, and everything else possible that existed, or not...
"...Even when I tried to kill you, you were always there." He pointed out. "...And before, I almost tried again...I could feel the surge inside of me, the thought of wanting your blood...and not just a little, but all of it." His voice was deep, hollow sounding but meaningful at the same time.
"...I don't know how I can continue...the feeling itself is dreadful; it was so close to happening, Seras, and I couldn't stop myself from wanting you."
She sighed and closed her eyes into his shirt, her arms tightening around his middle. She didn't know what to say to him, except for just listen, as she absentmindedly ran her right hand up and down his back to comfort her even-more-depressed-than-usual master.
He looked at her now, lifting his head up to do so. His eyes show than he was, in a depressive insane way, still out of it...and knowing Alucard, never is he sane. His teeth bare, he slightly remembered her blood, but he tried not to think of it.
"...The more I look at you, the more my black side wants to come out. It hurts to be with you, but even more not to..."
"Master..." She sighed again, closing her eyes for a moment, and then opening them back up, looking up at him too. "...Do what you think is best...for you."
He stopped paying attention to their strange position, and because of that, Seras could tell (and even he) that it was bad. He put his head down on her shoulder, side glancing at her.
"...That's the thing, Seras, I do not even know that anymore." He said, returning to silence. Seras kept staring at a particularly interesting shirt button to keep her occupied. There was no tie flopping in her face to keep her busy otherwise; it was still discarded on the floor. He leaned more on her as he stared blindly at the wall behind them; silent for a moment, he started to speak sulkily, depressively.
"Even I can't help it, the way I feel; so unnatural for us vampires, but feeling so right in the meantime...and not being able to be here, or there; it kills me either way. So, no, even master doesn't know what to do all the time."
As he leaned more on her, she took away one hand (specifically, her right) and put it behind her to hold herself up, too. She was thinking; she had no idea what to say or to do.
"Master does not need to know everything...and if master can't decide on what to do, then maybe I should go for now..." She said this, but she didn't move herself even a bit (not even a twitch). She made no move to go. He only held onto her tighter, trying not to let her go.
With his left arm he moved it across her chest to hold onto her, with the bottom of his palm on her back. He nuzzled her on the side of her face, similar to what a dog would do.
"I...I do not want you to go, Seras...I love you too much..." He even noticed that his voice sounded quite strange as he said this.
Seras merely nodded, looking sideways at him; on the outside, her face held a tiny smile...but on the inside, she was confused. Now...what should SHE do...to keep her master from going completely insane.
Well, I mean, more insane than he is normally.
She continued to sit there and look at him, still having to hold herself up with her right hand. He could still feel the blackness inside of him stirring.
"Hmm...It's all right, Seras, you do not have to say anything." A small smile returned for a split-second and faded just as quickly. "I am just happy enough to be here, with you...even if Integra bites...this is priceless." It was quite surprising, as Alucard didn't really hold much for the title of 'priceless.'
Either his deterioration period was really screwing up his mind, or Alucard really was changing; it could have just as well been both.
Seras, feeling her right hand slipping under the glove, reluctantly drew her other hand away from him and put it behind her with the other to steady herself better. She sighed.
"I...forgot about Integra."
Alucard supported her back by holding her underneath her arms, bringing her forward; with his other hand, he placed it on top of one of her's to station it better.
"I wish I could forget about her, but you do not easily forget someone like that when you have known them for twenty-plus years..." He looked at her a little solemnly. "I have not forgotten much over the many years."
She looked up at him.
"Well...I only meant I forgot about her for...you know, for the moment..."
He looked at her levelly.
"It's not good to forget." Then he looked down at their position again, which was somehow semi-weirder than before. "You look uncomfortable, I could always move..."
She blinked at him for the sudden change in topic...well, not exactly that sudden.
"If you'd want to," She didn't want to make him do anything; she didn't really care that much at the moment. Just as equally he didn't feel like getting up, but he knew that their prolonged position would end up hurting her back in the end, so he moved his hands this time on her arms; his hands gripping the tops of her arms. She stared at him, then blinked as he moved her arms aside and she fell backwards.
If Alucard could have gained points for grace, he would have gotten a perfect 10.0; he grabbed onto her in a flash and rolled over again, his specialty, before she hit the ground and she found herself lying spread-eagle on Alucard's stomach again.
"Hmm...A bit better."
It didn't even have time to register to her what happened when he made another quick move; leaning up his arms to support his upper-half, he moved his body to the side and leaned his back against the side of the coffin. She was dragged with him the entire time, of course, and ended up finding herself sitting saddle-style on him once again, and he felt his arms slide around her midsection. His eyes showed sorrow and sadness, and yet a hint of playfulness at the same time.
"Hmm...Much better now, eh Seras?"
Her hands on his shoulders, she stared at him; she couldn't help but laugh as she saw his still-solemn face, hidden in with some sort of evil hentai smirk that was just daring to creep up the side of his face as the corner of his mouth twitched.
"Still, nothing stops you, master..." She got an interesting image of Integra walking in on them at this very moment, and her eyes went all dizzy-like. Acknowledging her statement, he shook his head from left to right, kind like a dog again.
"Wouldn't you like to know, Seras."
She hesitantly, carefully, laid her head on his chest where his tie used to be; carefully wrapping her arms around his back.
"I think I already know, master."
Placing his head on her shoulder, he spoke with a voice of old malice, though still odd enough for him.
"Do you...or would you, like to find out?" He said in a somewhat sarcastic, yet depressive and hentai voice all at the same time, making it sound weirder than it already did; his eyes shone brighter than before.
She looked down at the floor, just over one of Alucard's arms.
"Well...yes, but...what about...the other you...your black side."
He smiled in amusement, his red eyes definitely back to his normal dark red, and his voice in his usual dark, sarcastic tone again.
"What about him, Seras? I would not do anything too bad to get myself in jeopardy." For the umpteenth time he looked down at Seras' position, then looked back at her eyes with a half-grin. "...Even the way you're sitting on me runs the risk of acting him up."
Seras facefaulted, mocking a frown as her eyebrows scrunched together.
"You're the one who put me here, remember?" She raised her head to look at him, and in response he cocked his head sideways a little.
"You sat like that originally, all I did was move a little, and that's how you were."
Blinking, she replied.
"Oh...right. I did, didn't I?"
He rolled his hand through her hair with his left, and held it by her neck, seemingly petting her like a cat. Grinning slightly to the right of his mouth, a fang poked out; his eyes held many things.
"That you did, Seras, and that's what got me started, besides for the blood."
She laughed nervously. "Ahh...Sorry?" She asked, more than apologized. He grinned fully, both of his fangs showing this time as he pulled her closer to him with his right arm. He rubbed his face against her neck, and licked it once, tasting the slight humanness of the blood underneath; he backed up a little to stare at her some more. He looked as if he were in a trance.
"Sitting on me the way you did, and then lying on me like that all during the day...one starts to get ideas; it was hard just to stay sane enough to last this far." And here we were under the impression that the great Alucard was never sane. He was probably kidding himself.
She raised her head all the way and peered up at him.
"Would that be a good thing?"
He stared at her lazily. "Not exactly good, but not horrible. That's what got me on the verge; started to drive me insane...I am always on levels of insanity, but the one you were reaching wasn't a good one." Seras looked at him oddly.
"'That I was reaching?' You mean I was worse than you?!" She said, shocked; she knew she must have either heard her master wrong, misinterpreted him, or he was just joking around like he usually did. Either that, or he was serious. She stared at him like he had five heads.
"You were just bad in some respects, but it was a close call for me to reach that certain level...and no, it wasn't a good one either." He thought amusedly. "Well, at least I always know when I am losing it..."
"I would have known too, but I was too far-gone by then, I'm sure..." She raised an eyebrow, not believing she had gotten, well, drunk...and stared at his shirt.
As he looked at her, his eyes reflected her perplexed image.
"You weren't that bad, even I got a bit tipsy," He cuffed his hand around her face, just so that she would look at him. "You were quite amusing, I have to say."
"Are you sure 'amusing's' the word, master?" She had a wicked smile on her face. Taking the hand off of her face he put it on her shoulder, and raised his head back up.
"Yes, I would say amusing. Your choice of sitting styles, for one...I commend." There was laughter in his voice as he finished. She looked down for the first time and facefaulted again.
"I would not think this funny at all (especially if I were Integra)..."
"I would, Seras…you just happen to fall on me like this." He glanced at them both. "And for now, I wouldn't worry too much about my master," He said, as if reading Seras' mind. "She is a late sleeper."
Her eyes fell from him and she smiled faintly as he answered her unasked question. His arm on her shoulder slid down her arm and then traveled over to rest on her side, his eyes were now showing signs of gradual recovery from being shook up by what had almost happened. His face lightened up.
"Well, we are just going to have a relax and recovery night tonight. If my master tries to yell at us for recovery periods, well, she would have yelled anyway." He raised an eyebrow a little. "Especially for things that we could have done."
Seras lay her head back down on his chest and unconsciously squeezed him, her eyes staring at his tie lying unattended on the floor a few feet away from them. Sliding both of his hands onto her back he held her close to him, he closed his eyes lightly and half-smiled; he was enjoying all of this. He hadn't had an experience such as this for quite some time (and that's saying a lot).
He had no words to say; when he opened his eyes, Seras was still right there in the same spot. He sighed slightly in silence, holding onto her like she would disappear if he let go, and looked down at her.
Seras noted the quietness that followed his 'babbling' and looked up at him, raising her head; she saw him staring at her, as if in a weird daze.
"Master?"
He shook his head to bring himself back, and stroked her hair with one of his hands, afterwards put it back. There was a little glow behind his face.
"Sometimes, there really is no need for words." Raising an eyebrow again jokingly, his statement could have meant something completely different, but she knew that the eyebrow was a little pun. She smiled widely at him, like a child almost.
"You're right again, master," And she was quiet afterwards.
He still continued to look down at her, but then looked away as his stomach started doing turnovers and flip-flops. Even his stomach wouldn't allow him to be happy for a change.
"Even if we are relaxing tonight, I think we should still get out of the castle at one point, eh, Seras?" He looked back down at her; his eyes still bright red and enjoying the look of a sleepy looking Seras; he always admitted to her being unusually attractive that way.
She looked down and then up in a matter of seconds.
"Hai, master." She took her arms from around him.
AN: Training in next chapter, but training is interrupted by some unexpected visitors...what will happen?! Gah...X_X