Her sore arms rested on his that were hooked around her as she sat sideways on his lap. The movement was a little jolt of pain for her, as thoroughly expected, and it died off almost instantly; she started moving her ankles and a little bit of her legs, getting more accustomed to it.
She stared at her heavy, dark gray combat boots, the toe flecked and stained with dried, old blood, and she spoke.
"Maybe I'll join you when you report to Integra from now on...Moral support, maybe?"
He looked at her, a hint of something glinting in his eyes. It was probably thankfulness, but it was laced with something else: warning, perhaps. This motion only made him huddle her closer, wondering if it would pain her; he rested his head on her chest as he thought.
"I do not know if that would be a good idea." He said lazily, staring up at her. "My master is getting weirder every time, and it could only get worse."
She sighed, closing her eyes and squeezed her eyebrows together as the pain came, then left.
"I swear; everything is going crazy around here. Integra is just definitely not herself anymore; it might be the fact that she is now the same as we are...but still, she is very aggressive as of late." Her head started to hurt from thinking so much, and she rested her forehead on her master's neck, wincing again as a shoot of pain rushed up the middle of her back.
He mused at this, half forgetting that she had missed attending the last two times he had reported.
His master...What was going on with her...
"You do have a point, but the times you were not there...she was not as aggressive."
Seras opened her eyes in surprise, a little quicker than she would have liked; her vision took three seconds too long to focus.
"Really, now."
Looking at her shocked face he tried to read her eyes; stifling his emotions, he shook his head a bit with playful eyes that reflected her.
"Yes, really; let's just say that she noticed my emotions...something she even said that I have not shown ever since she met me. This is definitely your influence..." He said, raising an eyebrow. "Not that it is a bad thing, in some sense."
Seras lifted her head and sat upright, raising an arm to scratch the side of her head. Her eyes closed, she looked around like she was thinking—hard.
"She is very tricky...Well, either way, I'll join you when you go to see her."
For some reason, when Seras was around, Integra was more hostile.
He lifted his head, already knowing that there was no point in arguing with Seras; he put one of his hands to her face, making her look at him.
"Thank you, Seras." He mused. "Since we do not have to go to her until the break of dawn...and it being early...what should we do?" He asked sarcastically, definitely starting to return to his old pug self. She blinked her wide, fuzzy red eyes at him, thinking, and moving her feet around some more.
"Hmmm...I don't know, master."
He raised an eyebrow as he brushed the hair from her childish face; he wore a mysterious smirk.
"Well, Seras...We are definitely not going out tonight."
Seras smiled proudly and happily; she was able to somewhat bring her master back to what he normally acted like, even if he normally was strange.
Her eyebrow twitched only a little when he had removed his hand from her side. The pressure was relieved and it was a sudden feeling at first, a little bit of weird pain. That was all.
Alucard swiftly brought his hand to her shoulder, instinctively bringing her closer to him. He knew that she was enjoying this bit of conversation material, but he also knew very well of what she was really after.
He peered down at her as his head hovered over her's, simply ending whatever conversation they managed to hold and brought his grinning lips closer and closer, stopping mili-inches from her's.
It was as if he were daring her to move, seeing if she would take what he was giving to her.
Even though the weird action of tilting her head upwards hurt her a little, she did so anyway and kissed him quickly on the lips. Moving back then, she purposely did not give him exactly what he wanted. This could result either in something good, or considering that it is Alucard we are speaking about, something bad.
Alucard stared at her, a little bewildered. His face showed the everlasting grin of pure amusement that he always seemed to hold, save for the many moments of when he was perpetually bored to death—no pun intended.
But it was a too short of a kiss, even for him. So he pushed the back of her neck forward, holding it with the hand that was on her shoulder.
"Not good enough." He glinted evilly; pulling her forward just a teeny bit more he pushed himself against her, kissing her the way he wanted to. However, his mind still had regrets.
Seras gave in, knowing that either way he'd get what he wanted; he usually did %99.9 of the time. She responded slowly, just a little painful...and worried; this might have been too soon, as he had turned black not too long ago.
But hey, she went along anyway.
Tasting the casual curves of her jaw line leading to her neck, he dragged his tongue down the side of her face; she had a unique taste that was only for her. He gradually made his way down closer to her collar, his thumb easily unbuttoning the front of the collar to loosen it.
He found the collar a rather annoying obstruction to him.
Stopping as he came to the bite marks that he gave to her those years back, he gingerly pressed his lips against them as if he were reenacting that moment, only lightly sucking on the marks without the biting part.
Seras flinched in pain as he tightened his hold on her, stiffening her body anyway from the touch as well as the jolt of pain; she mused and enjoyed the rare 'draft' on her neck with the absence of her high collar.
He felt her flinch, remembering her pain, and stopped, turning his gaze to her eyes.
"Are you alright?" He asked, still wanting more than that; but knowing that if it was too soon...
She smiled.
"Yes, I'm fine. The usual expected pain, master, it goes away almost the second it comes."
"If you want, we do not have to do this now." His eyes were unreadable. She blinked, her smile curving upwards, looking more than just an innocent smile. She knew he could read her mind whenever he felt necessary.
"You already know what I am going to say, master, why offer?"
Alucard grinned at this.
"Just a thought of curiosity, so that you do not complain later on how I was being such a cock about not giving you the option." He laughed heartily at his own reply. Seras chortled with laughter as well, still amazed at how suspiciously quick her master was.
He dragged his arm closer to her again, gripping her a bit tighter; there was so much he could do, but his mind prevented more than half of it. As he moved her into more of a smothering embrace, he rested his face on her neck playfully. Seras grinned at him, touching his neck lightly with her fingers, testing her fingers out by moving them...and also just because she knew her master would like that.
Alucard raised his head and stopped at her lips and licked around them; licking her lips somewhat to moisten them, he was seeing if this was good for her, as if begging her into it.
Meanwhile, his hands went to her sides, one went around her shoulder blades, while one went lower...not more than mili-inches above a certain area. His tongue dragged up and down her lips, and then down the center of her throat slowly; the tender skin was delicious to him.
Her hands fell from his neck, sliding down his back to rest near his hips, stopping and keeping them there as the movement in her arms hurt her a little. She dipped her head down and gently kissed once his neck that was exposed to her for a few moments; she couldn't even begin to believe that they were at it-again.
He took a hand and slid his thumb down the center of her shirt, the buttons coming undone slowly as his thumb slid down. As he did so, he trailed kisses all the way down towards her chest.
He wasn't even sure if Seras even realized as she seemed to be enjoying herself too much.
She tasted so sweet and strangely warm to him, he could barely control himself; his hands stayed where they were, practically wondering if he could make her go insane by doing what he thought of.
Seras took one of her hands, the closest one available, and put it under his chin and tipped it up to make him look at her.
Getting his attention with a confused face, she grabbed the underside of his chin to bring him forward and kissed him again. He continued with it, vaguely realizing her half-showing chest leaning against him.
As a wicked idea flashed through his mind, he backed away a little from her lips, just enough for Seras to open her mouth to question. But in that same time he slid his tongue inside of her mouth, pressing his lips against hers again and massaged her tongue with his own.
His eyes were completely gone, all red as if the thirst was present; but it was tinted slightly, weirdly...
Despite what was going on, on the outside inside of her head her brain was wracked with thoughts; she couldn't believe he was at it again. Even when he was well aware that his black side was closer than ever, tantalizing him and watching his every move, waiting for the moment to be released upon her once again.
But her body figured otherwise, it was always her lust rather than her thoughtfulness in times like these.
So it must have been the same with him; so unaware. It was not like it was a bad thing, though. Quite the contrary.
She slowly, carefully as she still had some of her sense left, responded, though shocked at his actions she didn't really think much more into them. By doing the same as he, only maybe with a little more enthusiasm, if you catch my drift, did she respond.
She only hoped it wouldn't throw him overboard just yet.
He was enjoying this more than he could say; the warmth and everlasting slight humanity from her penetrated his very being. He pressed his lips closer to hers, leaving absolutely no more room at all between them.
As he did so, one of his hands moved behind her head, the other boldly rested on her breast.
Seras shivered at the touch, her tongue felt the delicate curve of one of his mid-sized fang; her hands seemed to have a life of their own, and they might as well have, as they 'massaged' his sides.
Alucard wondered why he never attempted this before; the taste was so good to him-but her blood was ten times better.
His hand on her breast massaged it warmly, as he felt the churning in his stomach again.
But her embrace was too overpowering.
Her hands on his sides slid up, turning themselves to go around his arms onto his chest, then going back to slide up to his shoulders, around and eventually up to the sides of his face, steadying him; one hand held the side of his face, while the other took some of the bothersome long bangs of his out of his face and hers. She could feel them tickling her cheek, feeling it was a major distraction to her.
Alucard moved his hand that was on her neck and moved it down her side to her lower back, while the other was busy elsewhere. His lips drooling over Seras in pure enjoyment, he felt her teeth as they started to dig into his lips...though, no blood was drawn; he had acquired tough skin to break.
Arching her back similar to that of a feline, her right hand slid to the back of his neck, holding herself up there, while the other slid down to rest flat on his stomach. Just as she did so, he slid his tongue out of her mouth, licking her lips again in the process.
His closed eyes were now opened to reveal a pair of deep, crimson eyes, boring right into Seras. He continued and dragged his tongue down the front of her throat traditionally. With the hand on the nape of his neck, she brushed the short strands away and leaned forward only a little bit, leaning the crook of her small nose on the curve towards the back of his neck; it was the only place where she could get, since he was otherwise preoccupied at the moment.
Nuzzling the rarely touched skin with her nose, the hand on his stomach slid over to his side, holding itself still there. Her thumb of that hand touched the side of his stomach while the other four fingers where to his back. She moved her thumb back and forth on his stomach, as if reminding him that her hand was still there.
Alucard took the hand that was on her lower back and placed it atop of her own hand on his side. He clenched it tight and continued running his fingers ever so slightly on the back of her hand, then down her arm. His other hand, which had been previously occupied in a suggestive place, now held the back of her neck as he licked her collarbone, as if readying her before his bite.
But he had no intentions, at least, he resisted to. He had at least some level of control, whatever that was; and it was slowly fading.
The tip of Seras' nose brushed his skin and she kissed there once, resting her forehead there as the hand on his neck slipped around and found his tie, her first and middle fingers resting in the tie's loops. Her hand just hung there, pulling on the tie just a little.
In this moment of pleasure, she had almost totally forgotten her pain and her other conflicts and worries.
Of course, he noticed the tug on his neck, knowing exactly what it was, but not really caring. He kept his hand firmly on hers as he stopped himself and turned his head sideways, pushing his face up against the skin just above her chest.
For some reason, his teeth were exposed a little more than he would have liked. Her head left his neck and rested on something a little conveniently closer to her: his shoulder, and she closed her eyes. Her left hand moved on its own as it laced her fingers into his. She rested her wrist in a more comfortable position for them both (or more for him?) and rested her wrist on her hip, finding it to stay there and not slide off when she averted her attention.
With the hand on her neck, he slid it down and around her back to embrace her as he nuzzled her. Glancing at the bite marks on her neck, his mind wracked with thoughts.
No...I cannot do that; I want that... He thought to himself as he felt Seras' blood move beneath him; he was tempted to bite. Instead he gently nipped at the skin just below her neck, yet above her chest.
Seras' eyes almost popped open when she felt him bite slightly, but not much so as he did not draw blood. She knew if she started to bleed, it was all over for him...and for her.
She closed her eyes again, moving her head and burying it in his shoulder, squeezing the hand of his that she held. In a matter of seconds, he was already getting closer to the bite marks he had first given to her. He stopped soon enough and lay his head down, side glancing at the marks...wondering.
Seras shifted herself, her legs falling asleep in their very prolonged position; the hand on his tie followed the material up, her fingers resting around the knot in the middle of his folded-over collar.
His eyes looked at her, unblinking. As she moved, the color of his eyes melted to a darker shade, then swirled back almost immediately to their regular color.
As the color darkened, his features twinged for a minute, as if experiencing an internal jolt. He brought her closer to him with his hand, and continued to look on.
But as if on cue the churning in his stomach-area began; more so, harder, starting to take action as he could feel her pulse and see every line of her veins in her body as if magnified tenfold.
He struggled; he knew what was happening, but he was almost powerless to himself.
Seras stiffened as she felt him twitch a couple times; she sensed what was happening. Her body went almost rigid and she drew her head back, looking at him with questioning, apprehensive eyes, and her hand on his tie leaving immediately.
Only then did she realize how much skin she was showing; it surprised her, of course, but she had other things to worry about that were much more important.
His eyes began to blur a little around the edges; he looked up and saw Seras with concern in her eyes. The shade of black surrounded the rim of his eyes and slowly started melting into the redness, taking eventual control. He was fighting what seemed to be a losing battle.
He unwrapped his arms and pushed her away, as gently as his body would let him; his eye told her silently to not move, to stay away...they both knew what was happening.
As if on instinct he disappeared to the very far corner of the room, as far as he was able to go, and closed his eyes to try and focus on anything but himself...
...But it still seemed to come to the surface every time he tried. Bringing up his knees, he clung to himself.
Seras knew nothing more than not to follow, she knew it well, and she stayed where she was; she sat on her knees, quickly looking down at herself and to him, switching frequently to keep watch. Within seconds, fixed her shirt and slapped her hand over her neck, the buttons of her high collar snapping shut, looking as if nothing happened between them both.
She cursed at herself, knowing all too well that she, indeed, started it this time. Her master gave her the option whether or not to continue...and, well, she being the naïve, apprentice vampire that she was, made another wrong choice that could mean to sacrifice them both.
Gritting her teeth, she forgot everything yet again but what was happening at the moment:
Would he fight it, or would it consume him again?
What would she do if it did get to him...
AN: Eekk! Sorry this chapter took so long! (I found it hard for myself to type ^^'') I was at Otakon for three days, and then it took me awhile to get back into writing again, lol...because I had work right after I got back! X_X...But all else aside, I had a great time at Otakon ^_^. Hope you liked this chapter, more to come soon!! (I promise! Lol)
Also I apologize about the weird font thing in those other chapters...I swear I have absolutely not idea what the heck is up with that o_o''...I mean, I did nothing else different with those chapters than I did with the other million! Oooh well...At least (I hope) this one isn't defective, either ^_^.