"Ah, so you pity me now?" He said sarcastically, taking her hand in one of his. Her face was almost unreadable.
"In a way, master. Feeding off of my human emotions; I can understand why you are so morbid all of a sudden, and so quick, too." She mused in her airy voice of her's; she was a little weird too. She was one to talk. Alucard pondered this for a couple moments; she had noticed his change, too. His red eyes looked at her blankly, but thoughtful.
"Then you must also know of my deterioration; it is why I am so much more open to it these past few months."
Seras nodded, plain and simple.
"Again, Master has failed to realize the extent of his influence on you. Able to tell when something is unnatural, though, this is definitely wrong for a vampire." He tried to make it up to her by nuzzling her neck like a dog, but even that didn't seem to do a great deal. Seras unhooked her arms and stretched them to her sides, them put them lazily back, her left arm draped across his back and shoulder blades; her right around his neck again.
She closed her eyes as he gently nuzzled her, thinking about how her master sometimes spoke in third person and how strange it kind of was.
Alucard must have been a bit Hungry, because he became overly aware that he was maybe a little too close to her neck. He turned his head away sharply, and looked down; he could feel his teeth poking the inside of his bottom lip, craving for it like nothing else.
But it was not his darkness controlling him; it was just his natural instincts when he Thirsts...
"...And I used to think that was a part of the darkness; it must be my Hunger."
Seras loosened her grip around his neck as he pulled his face away a little; she looked down at him, a hint of a smile on her face.
"Master is always Hungry, then, I believe."
He met her eyes and locked onto her, making it nearly impossible for her to break away.
"I seem to be always Hungry," He started to question, "Look at how I spend my energy; with a morsel like you around, who could not be Hungry sometimes?"
"Hmmm..." Her mouth formed a line as her face dropped. "That could either be a good or a bad thing, master."
"I don't know what you are thinking of, Seras, but I meant that...well...that I am attracted to you." For vampires, blood and scent were usually the first things to attract one vampire to the other. Alucard knew that she already had knowledge of this, but it was still hard for him to admit it; his stone-cold personality might've changed, but his mighty ego sure hasn't deflated yet.
Her grin formed this time, smiling like she felt the same. "Hmm...But no eating me, Master."
"Ah, where's the fun in that, now? I can't just have a little bite? Not like it would hurt; I've bitten you before, you know." He pushed his face into her collar, his left arm rested on the other side of her neck. By the tone of her voice, he could tell that she did not mind if he wanted a taste; but he minded, looking the like the day when he first bit her, he could not just continually Feed from her. She did not drink a lot of blood as it was.
"I was just thinking of the first time I met you; you pointed a gun at me, shot me, and ran off...only to see me a few minutes later saving your ass and my teeth in your neck. Kind of ironic." He moved himself closer, and with the hand on her neck he ran it through her hair quick, smiling something different.
Seras grinned with embarrassment.
"Heh...Oh...Yeah..." She feigned recalling, a sweatdrop running down her head. With a smile on his face, he watched her; he could tell that she remembered quite well, maybe even better than he.
"I could tell you enjoyed it, even then." He said, snickering. He paused and smiled at her, his red eyes glittering like he wanted something, but was not moving in for it. Continuing darkly, he spoke, "That's one thing I will never understand about humans: they yearn to have what they do not know, and then they fear it."
She thought back, remembering.
"I think I was suffering blind fear, master. After almost being attacked by a zombie who I thought was an injured comrade of mine..."
"So humans do fear what they do not know." He said, a little more levelly. "One of the reasons why vampires are generally found alone; you were attacked by zombies that were once your comrades. They turned on your like a snake does on her own eggs, trying to devour. Vampires are found alone, as there is always the possibility of their partner being affected even more by the vampirism, and try to eat them...drinking their blood instead." He grinned. Seras thought heavily, knowing nothing more to say except for a low murmur in her throat.
"Hmmm..."
"...A part of the reason why I try not to drink your blood, Seras. I might get too hooked on it; you are already weaker than usual, since you don't Drink very often."
"Hmmm...Another reason for me to Drink more, though this one may be a little more worthwhile." She smirked like a crazed hentai and laughed like it was the funniest thing in the world; she sure was a little strange this evening.
Alucard looked at her oddly, bringing his head closer to hers, leaning his mouth near her ear, as he would be sure that she heard him.
"'Worthwhile,' hm? How so? Unless you want to feel my teeth once more, hmm?"
Seras looked up at him, only moving her eyes up to stare at the side of his face, and his hair.
"Master...I think you'd enjoy that more than I would."
He looked down at her. "I don't know, every time I mention it you get an evil glint in your eyes." He cocked his head and raised an eyebrow in question. She smiled small, trying to suppress her grin that threatened to grow.
He moved closer to her, wrapping his arm around her by the waist and pulling her closer to him.
"Well, then...What, Seras?"
"Nothing, my master." She smiled innocently at him. Alucard looked at her intently, eyes meeting her eyes as he held her in a gaze.
"We both know that it is not nothing." He said, with a little smirk. ""And don't try to act so innocently; it doesn't suit your purpose." Seras looked at him levelly.
"'My purpose,' master...what is that?"
"Now which would you like first: the fact that you are my servant, or that you are learning the ways of a true vampire, Seras...which pleases you more?"
"I like both, master." She stated simply.
"You like being my servant. Hmm...And we have already established the idea that you like my bite." His eyes were vivid with ideas and concentration. "But if none of that were so, would you still like being with me?"
She was silent for a moment.
"Yes, master."
He stared at her, almost frozen for a moment, then wrapped his other arm around her back, practically falling on her as he did so. Resting his head on her shoulder, he never left his intent gaze on her.
"Seras, I can't help but think. I think I really do...love you. And I'm not sure if it is just me decaying or the newly discovered human likenesses; I used to think it mattered, but it doesn't." He found it odd that a once-heartless creature like himself could love, but he was weakening, and he found it that what he had just said was all true.
Seras moved her eyes to the side of look at him from the corners of her eyes; she continued to hug him around the neck.
"But for right now, I'd rather you not to bite me, master. We don't want you going off again, now that you are finally stable at the moment."
"'Stable,' hmm? In which way, Seras?" He asked, slightly mockingly as if he didn't have the faintest idea.
"We wouldn't want you going insane."
"Hmmm...If I were to go insane, Seras, I would have felt something. A churning of some kind, and yet, I feel nothing."
She nodded, trusting his opinion on himself; it was only him who could make judgment on what to do and what not to do.
Her silence told him that she would not object; he knew her too well by now. He dragged himself closer and lifted his head to look directly at Seras; his eyes were full of compassion, and yet a slight trace of old evil. Hey, it was Alucard we were talking about.
He simply leaned his forehead against her's, staring her directly in the eyes as one hand held her around the waist protectively, the other around her back.
"Seras...If you want to..." He muttered, giving her the option. Seras looked up at him with her wide, red eyes and smiled from the corner of her mouth.
"Yes, master."
He found it amusing that no matter what situation it was; she still called him 'master.' He moved his hands in to bring her closer; their upper bodies practically smushed together as he flashed a grin out of habit. The next second, his forehead moved back and he kissed her in one fluent motion, making sure his teeth didn't get in the way; they were sharp, and would draw blood.
She leaned herself willingly into the kiss once again, taking advantage of every free moment they had when his blackness would not appear; her arms twitched and tightened a little around his neck. Of course, he being himself, he pushed harder on her.
The hand between her shoulder blades slid down to rest on the small of her back; his other left her waist and massaged the side of her waist, he'd occasionally slide it up far enough, close to her chest. It sent chills up her spine; it was enough to tell him that she was enjoying it, maybe, as much as he.
She tilted her head up in the kiss, and her being quick, she flicked out her tongue and licked his lips like a small cat, catching him off-guard as she just pulled back a little to do so. He mused at this, part of his teeth showing clearly; he figured the cat in her was coming out too, naturally. His hand on his back touched her neck, unsnapping her collar and making it loose.
He liked the view of her neck, and the fragrant smell of her blood so close. It always managed to stir him up, one way or another. His hand continued its massage, sliding over to her stomach as he rubbed it like a cat, and his hand moving in like a shark to her chest slowly.
Seras licked the corner of his mouth, holding gently the sides of his face; as she finished her cat-like gesture, she kissed his right cheek, moving her hand to his neck so it was out of her way. He didn't quite know how to react to that, so he moved his hand behind her neck, holding her firmly in place. Seras kissed his cheek two, three more times, in a row down to his jaw line before his neck, and she started up her cat-thing, licking a little his jaw line.
He moved his left hand from her neck to her side and petted her; he was caught in the thrill of the moment. After being bored by just licking him all the time, she kissed his neck twice to finish the deal, her hand drifting down to his sides and holding him. Alucard decided to take measures more into his own hands and leaned over her neck, spreading feather-light kisses down the side of her own neck, more towards the back but avoiding her hair. His arm around her back slid down further and further, then stopping just above her backside tauntingly.
And she took the advantage while it was open; staring inches from his neck with hazed-over eyes, she made a tight trail of kisses down the front of his throat, until her nose brushed against the material of his white shirt collar.
That was the point where she slowly stopped and pulled her face back to look at him quickly, making sure he wasn't gone yet. Afterwards, she buried her nose in his neck, nuzzling like a cat again. He looked at her for that moment quickly, and a grin peeked from between his lips as the pleasure of her touch registered to him.
He moved his arms around her, engulfing her in a gigantic embrace as he nibbled playfully, but with some evil intent, at tender spots on her neck, and where her neck curved to meet her shoulder. He started to move his arms up and down her back, comforting and, oddly enough, loving her at the same time.
Seras' back was practically lifted off of the bed and soon enough she was pressed against his chest, her face staring into his white collar. Her back only hovered over the bed maybe an inch and a half or two inches; she slid her arms down his gigantic red coat that seemed to cover her in some kind of weird tunnel. Sliding her hands inside she rested them on either side of where his ribs would be underneath his charcoal-gray vest.
Alucard paid hardly any attention, as he worked his way downwards slowly, licking the area below her collarbone. He paused suddenly, feeling the blood beneath his tight grasp. Seras tightened her hand's hold on his sides, as her nose brushed against his collar again, the tie (for once) not getting in the way. She nudged it again with her nose and then bit onto it, clamping her teeth together.
If she had done that about an inch and a half higher...
He felt a slight constriction on his collar, and looked to see Seras with her fangs digging into the light material and her forehead and bangs leaning against his throat. She looked up at him innocently almost, and he poked his own fang into the top of the rim of her ear.
She backed her head up from his collar, tugging it a little as her fang snagged it. After releasing it she licked his throat, basically doing her cat impression again, as far down as she could with the collar not getting in the way.
Her wonderful taste...and scent...started to play small tricks on his mind. But he wanted nothing more than to continue. He rested his head atop hers, unmoving, no longer poking and play-biting her ear to see her reaction; he would have really, seriously bit her if he had continued.
Though, her blood was getting harder and harder to ignore. He was enjoying himself too much, as Seras mindlessly worked on him.
Seras tilted her head to the side, kind of lost as she opened her mouth and bit down, but not hard, or hard enough to draw blood. Her eyes glazed over, it was only a couple extra seconds for her mind to register what she was doing; she closed her jaw and dragged her incisors up his neck. He arched his back slightly as he felt the bite, but settled down more when he realized that no blood was drawn and wrapped his arms around her some more.
He felt her little fangs still dragging up a slow pathway; he was enjoying this, oh yes, but he was a little shocked at first. He knew that he would bite her if he tried to do the same, and felt better just by holding his head on hers. Seras stopped dragging her little fangs up his neck as she ran out of room, she pulled her head back from his neck and looked up at him with strange-looking (even for her) red eyes.
Looking down at her, his red eyes filled with warmth and nodded to her. He muttered her name, the one thing that happened to be on his mind the entire time.
"Seras."
She turned her head to look straight at him, speaking in a light voice as she heard him. Her hands seemed to have a life of their own as she absentmindedly massaged his sides, much like what her master was doing to her previously.
"Master?" She questioned, in a voice that sounded like nothing had happened at all. He welcomed the massage after such fun.
"I really must be getting old; there is more I wish to do." He ran a hand of his through her bangs from the side, sliding down the side of her head to the nape of her neck; he returned it to where it was, at her side.
"...But I cannot risk continuing; not yet at least. Soon, Seras, it would have happened soon."
She felt herself still half-suspended off the bed; she was quiet, as her hands slowly stopped themselves and wrapped them around his back, underneath his coat. She felt like the coffin had closed around them again, that much he and his big red trench coat covered her. He nuzzled her neck a little affectionately, his red eyes glowing brightly in the dark towards her. She took advantage and pressed her cheek on his tie, keeping it from flopping all over the place more than just to rest her head on it; closing her eyes to enjoy the little slice of comfort at the time, her arms tightened around his vest.
He looked amusedly at her, as she fussed with his coat and tie. Lying on her, he lifted his head up and little to look at her clearer.
"Does this bother you, Seras?" He indicated toward his coat, still sounding rather awkward, as it was a deep voice that was not evil, but more concerned for once. He laid his head on her chest like always.
"You seemed to have enjoyed that, Seras. But are you as hungry as I am?"
Her face suddenly facefaulted, her eyes drooping more and a sweatdrop running down her head more as she realized that she was. And probably more so.
"Hmm...I'll take that as a yes." He looked up at her. "And don't look at me like that, I was this close to biting you the whole time..." He inched up and slid his incisors over her neck to show exactly how close; he stopped after a moment. Seras tensed, really thinking for about a second that he was going to bite her, then relaxed as she convinced herself that he wouldn't; blinking at him with the same weird look on her face, and out of, I guess a little embarrassment, she stayed silent. As she did almost try to bite him successfully as well.
Alucard looked at her, his face and eyes still alive with their actions; he unwrapped his right arm from her and rolled over onto his back on the bed.
"Tonight is just a lazy night." He said as he side-glanced at Seras, then lifted his right hand and from the darkness appeared two bags of blood.
"Hmm...Type O blood, my personal favorite." He said, eyeing the blood bags fervently and handed one to Seras. She gratefully took one and quickly sat up, staring at it.
She blinked and ripped the tip of it off and, as hungry as she was, reluctantly brought it to her mouth—but nonetheless she drank deeply and lazily sat there like a lump.
Alucard sat up with her, leaning his back against the wall, the raised coffin lid gave him excess room so he wouldn't bash his head into the top of it. He hungrily ripped off the tip of the thin tube, straw-like appendage and started to down his drink; the blood rushing down his throat made him feel a wave of refreshment.
He swirled the metallic taste in his mouth, savoring it. After a moment, the bag was half-gone; he took the end out of his mouth and sighed.
"I feel like I haven't Drank for years." His eyes were playful. "Good blood, eh, Seras?" He asked as if they tasted fine wine instead of bagged, chilled blood. Seras felt herself gaining a little more strength as she lazily Drank from the bag; she nodded at her master's question, leaning her left arm on her slightly bent knees, the heels of her boots digging into the mattress.
He mused; she wasn't normally as quiet as she was, but it was to be expected. He took another sip and rested his bag to his side, putting his other hand on her free one and stroking it affectionately.
"I still feel nothing, Seras." He looked at her levelly. "I was a bit Hungry, but the darkness was not present."
She looked down at her hand, then up to him, still drinking slowly from the corner of her mouth; she smiled at his statement as she drank, finding herself not being able to take it out until she finished it. Finishing with one last gulp of his bag, he drained every last drop and tossed the bag on the table.
At that exact moment as it flew through the air, whom should walk in but Sir Integral Wingates Hellsing herself. He turned to her in a little bit of surprise, but composed himself quickly enough.
"Master." He stated, rather than asked.
Integra looked idly at the discarded bag as she entered the room. Her cold eyes ran over the sight of them and she scowled.
"Forgetting about something, Alucard. A report, maybe, or is Drinking more important than the Mission?" She walked inside more and hovered over Alucard, standing so her knees touched the side of the coffin bed. He looked up lazily, his red eyes as calm as ever.
"Not much to report, Master. We went out, but became bored quickly since there were no FREAK attacks. No blood letting, no fighting, no killing." He looked down a little as if in utter disappointment. Integra looked at him sternly, noticing something odd about him; she grinned maliciously.
"Alucard. When did you lose...it?" She intertwined her fingers slowly. He looked at her sharply and suddenly, knowing what she was up to; he found himself not caring as much.
"Lose what, my Master?"
"Your darkness, Alucard. You are no good if you are going to sit here Drinking blood when you can no longer go black, no more of your completed power."
Alucard knew what she was referring to, but he also knew that this was when she would try something. She did not touch him out of fear of his darkness that he possessed, but now, all bets were off. Anything could happen.
"No worries, Master; that is something easily obtained again."
Seras eyes were dark underneath her long bangs as she, quiet as a mouse, sipped from her bag, hoping the contents would outlast Integra's unexpected visit. She watched her intently, as well as Alucard but not as much as she did Miss Hellsing.
"I hope so, Alucard." She hunched forward closer. "For the sake of this Organization, if you are not strong enough to continue, you will go to sleep for the next twenty years...or until you wake to your sense."
"Come now, Master, we both know you would not do that again. There is one thing I know that you are, but you are too proud to admit such a thing." He raised his eyebrow, daring her to take him on in this little game of his.
Without a cigar within reach, she was anything but calm. Her nerves seemed shot.
"Like what, Alucard? And no games..." She practically barked at him.
"Oh, nothing, master. Only the simple fact that you would much rather be sitting here Drinking with me as well."
"As much as I would like to be wasting time on petty little things, do you not remember that I have an Organizations to run? And vampires to kill?" She questioned, sternly.
Alucard looked amused. "Quite so, Master. But you know what they say: All work and no play makes Integra a dull girl." Integra stiffed and clamped down her teeth.
"Alucard, you will report to me tomorrow. If I have to hunt you down again, I will see to it that you are locked up." She turned, her hair whipping over her shoulder a bit as she walked briskly out, shutting the door behind her retreating back.
Alucard cackled, immensely amused.
"What an angry lady; she needs a man."
Seras urked at his last statement, coming unsuspected, and she practically fell over forwards. But she caught herself.
She finished the bag and took it from between her lips, staring at the empty bag.
"Maybe it would do us all some good, master."
AN: Some talking, but the start of some more, rather intense training. Stress all around! Alucard and Seras face truly powerful adversaries in Chapter 69 ^__^;;; As for the Chapter number, there's really no Hentai. (GASP) I hope you enjoyed!
Hurricane Isabel X_X! Eek, hopefully everything is going okay for everyone suffering teh big hurricane. (*me standing outside* Hmm…Windy.….