Chapter XIX:
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Sol was as tense as a tightly strung guitar string. He knew it would be a problem when he saw her face. He recognized her immediately even in that getup for she wore a scowl that would have made mere men cringe.
But he was no 'mere man'. Nor does his other passenger who sat directly behind him in his silver Aston Martin. Sighing, Sol looked as his left side at his scowling passenger who glared at him now and then.
"As soon as this is over I'm changing into my regular clothes," Integra said as she glared at Sol.
"I'm sorry, my lady," he said as his gaze returned towards the road. "But it's the only thing I know that would save you when the need arose."
"If I had know I would be transported to this... chauvinist, I would have declined," she said curtly. Grim was leaning behind Sol's seat as his gaze never left her cream-colored legs.
"Now that's not nice," he said in a tease. "I'm not a chauvinist. If I was I wouldn't like strong women."
"Like me?" she finished for him. She felt his grin widen as he continued to ogle at her legs.
"Of course," he said as, to Integra's relief, leaned back on his seat. "Any person who controls one of the most powerful creatures in Earth must be strong willed."
"I'm not sure I had the fair end of the bargain when I accepted your help," she growled in annoyance. Suddenly, the air in the car chilled and Grim's voice became dark and deadly. If Integra was not who she was, she might have been frightened. But it was still unsettling.
"If you didn't accept my help those creatures that held you captive would have their way with you. They will satisfy their animalistic lust on you for eternity. You would not survive and even if you have died, they will still use your carcass in their necrocphilic activities. You may be even turned into a zombie so they would enjoy your moans of pain for as long as your carcass is whole."
Integra was silent. Never did she realize the gravity of her situation until Grim told her. Feeling her uneasiness, Sol glared at Grim through the mirror.
"Stop that," Sol said in a voice that made Integra cringe. It took a lot to discomfort her and this was a lot. Then she realized that she had mistakenly misjudged him. Looking at Sol's eyes, she saw a coldness that could freeze a soul.
But Grim's voice was just as cold.
"I was telling the truth," he aid harshly. "If she didn't use that opal I would have gotten her out myself."
"You couldn't find her," Sol said as his temper flared.
"She would not have SURVIVED, Nathan," Grim growled. "Especially that she's a virgin." The car suddenly slid into a drift but Sol expertly controlled the car and prevented a mishap. The interior of the car warmed as Sol turned to look at her in surprise.
Growling, she felt her cheeks burn in embarrassment. No one knew about that fact. But Grim knew her quite well.
"So what if I'm a virgin?" she glared at Sol who was still giving her an incredulous look. "Many women are still virgins."
"Since the cat got his tongue, I shall voice out his thoughts," Grim said in a satisfied tone. "But how could a beautiful woman like you be a virgin as twenty three?" with that, Integra blushed even more.
"I'm not that young," she said softly but inwardly pleased for some reason.
"Still, you look delightful," Grim said making her groan.
"Will you not stop?" she asked angrily. "I will not tolerate your shameless nature." Grim chuckled as he took out a magazine. "What is that?" she asked but she recognized the magazine.
"Victoria's Secret Catalogue?" Sol asked as he read it through the mirror. Alarmed, he glared at Grim. "You are NOT going to do it."
"Says you," Grim growled back. "Ah, black lace." Suddenly Integra felt a change. Slowly, she looked under her blouse and saw that her undergarments had changed. As she looked at her legs they were covered in black silk stockings. "It also has a garterbelt you know." Instinctively, Integra felt her thighs and sure enough, she felt the telltale signs of the said undergarment.
"Perfect," Grim said as he leaned and ogled at her legs once again. Integra was about to reprimand him but Sol stopped her.
"Forget it," he sighed. "He gets pleasure in riling you up. The more irritated you get, the more he'll get into it." Realizing that he was correct, she relented.
"Why did you pick these clothes for me?" she said in a grumble.
"Because they look lovely on you, Inty," Grim said casually. No tease could be heard from his voice so she decided that it was true. Suddenly, Integra had a case of déjà vu. Those same words played in her mind when she was still a little girl.
"What did you call me?" she asked as she slowly turned to face him but Grim had his head hidden behind the catalogue. Before she could inquire further, Sol intervened.
"Do you know where they are keeping him?" he asked.
"Haven't got a clue," Grim answered nonchalantly. "They are using strong wards. Goodie, thongs! I wonder what you'd look like with them." Integra was about to tell him off when Sol replied.
"I hate them. Can't stand wedgies." All she could do was look at him incredulously.
"Celes wouldn't mind," Grim said teasingly.
"Won't do me any good," Sol sighed. "In her current state she would rip everything off before she could even notice it."
"She can't help it," Grim said rather grimly. "You, my friend, are a lure. It's your nature to be extremely attractive to female vampires. I would have never thought that that was hereditary."
"Lure?" Integra looked at him in confusion. "So your clumsiness is all an act?"
"Not quite," Grim said apparently amused. "When he gets distracted he gets clumsy. And Celes is too much of a distraction to him. And when he gets clumsy that's when he gets good. Although, he's better when he concentrates."
Seeing Sol like it was the first time, she realized that he had a strong soul within him. She had underestimated him just as Walter tried to warn her against.
"You give credit where it is not due," Sol said softly,
"So what's our plan?" Grim asked seriously. Integra could not follow the course of their conversation. The mood changes almost like the wind. At one time teasing, another bickering and the next they were serious.
It confused her to listen to them. As long as the subject took it away from her legs, she was happy.
"First we need to get the ladies," Sol said in full authority.
"Your harem?" Grim asked but Sol ignored him.
"Then we return to Hellsing manor."
"Is that wise considering they are looking for me?" she asked trying not to show her worry.
"The authors of this scheme washed their hands when they gave you to those sex fiends," Grim said almost in a growl. "They think that you are dead. They left you for dead. To them, you ARE dead. And with that disguise, no one will recognize you."
Integra relented with a sigh. If they thought she was dead, she will take advantage of it. But one thing concerned her.
"What of those creatures that wanted to... to..."
"Rape you?" Sol finished for her. He glanced at his rear view mirror and saw Grim shaking in mirth.
"They won't bother you anymore," he said in a clam demeanor that made her chill.
"Just who are you people?" she asked but they did not answer.
Instead, Sol continued to drive and Grim continued to ogle.
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A/n: Hey guys. What do you think? This story is rated pg-13 but I have some chapters in mind that would kind of be out of rating. Like example two frustrated individuals...
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Sol was as tense as a tightly strung guitar string. He knew it would be a problem when he saw her face. He recognized her immediately even in that getup for she wore a scowl that would have made mere men cringe.
But he was no 'mere man'. Nor does his other passenger who sat directly behind him in his silver Aston Martin. Sighing, Sol looked as his left side at his scowling passenger who glared at him now and then.
"As soon as this is over I'm changing into my regular clothes," Integra said as she glared at Sol.
"I'm sorry, my lady," he said as his gaze returned towards the road. "But it's the only thing I know that would save you when the need arose."
"If I had know I would be transported to this... chauvinist, I would have declined," she said curtly. Grim was leaning behind Sol's seat as his gaze never left her cream-colored legs.
"Now that's not nice," he said in a tease. "I'm not a chauvinist. If I was I wouldn't like strong women."
"Like me?" she finished for him. She felt his grin widen as he continued to ogle at her legs.
"Of course," he said as, to Integra's relief, leaned back on his seat. "Any person who controls one of the most powerful creatures in Earth must be strong willed."
"I'm not sure I had the fair end of the bargain when I accepted your help," she growled in annoyance. Suddenly, the air in the car chilled and Grim's voice became dark and deadly. If Integra was not who she was, she might have been frightened. But it was still unsettling.
"If you didn't accept my help those creatures that held you captive would have their way with you. They will satisfy their animalistic lust on you for eternity. You would not survive and even if you have died, they will still use your carcass in their necrocphilic activities. You may be even turned into a zombie so they would enjoy your moans of pain for as long as your carcass is whole."
Integra was silent. Never did she realize the gravity of her situation until Grim told her. Feeling her uneasiness, Sol glared at Grim through the mirror.
"Stop that," Sol said in a voice that made Integra cringe. It took a lot to discomfort her and this was a lot. Then she realized that she had mistakenly misjudged him. Looking at Sol's eyes, she saw a coldness that could freeze a soul.
But Grim's voice was just as cold.
"I was telling the truth," he aid harshly. "If she didn't use that opal I would have gotten her out myself."
"You couldn't find her," Sol said as his temper flared.
"She would not have SURVIVED, Nathan," Grim growled. "Especially that she's a virgin." The car suddenly slid into a drift but Sol expertly controlled the car and prevented a mishap. The interior of the car warmed as Sol turned to look at her in surprise.
Growling, she felt her cheeks burn in embarrassment. No one knew about that fact. But Grim knew her quite well.
"So what if I'm a virgin?" she glared at Sol who was still giving her an incredulous look. "Many women are still virgins."
"Since the cat got his tongue, I shall voice out his thoughts," Grim said in a satisfied tone. "But how could a beautiful woman like you be a virgin as twenty three?" with that, Integra blushed even more.
"I'm not that young," she said softly but inwardly pleased for some reason.
"Still, you look delightful," Grim said making her groan.
"Will you not stop?" she asked angrily. "I will not tolerate your shameless nature." Grim chuckled as he took out a magazine. "What is that?" she asked but she recognized the magazine.
"Victoria's Secret Catalogue?" Sol asked as he read it through the mirror. Alarmed, he glared at Grim. "You are NOT going to do it."
"Says you," Grim growled back. "Ah, black lace." Suddenly Integra felt a change. Slowly, she looked under her blouse and saw that her undergarments had changed. As she looked at her legs they were covered in black silk stockings. "It also has a garterbelt you know." Instinctively, Integra felt her thighs and sure enough, she felt the telltale signs of the said undergarment.
"Perfect," Grim said as he leaned and ogled at her legs once again. Integra was about to reprimand him but Sol stopped her.
"Forget it," he sighed. "He gets pleasure in riling you up. The more irritated you get, the more he'll get into it." Realizing that he was correct, she relented.
"Why did you pick these clothes for me?" she said in a grumble.
"Because they look lovely on you, Inty," Grim said casually. No tease could be heard from his voice so she decided that it was true. Suddenly, Integra had a case of déjà vu. Those same words played in her mind when she was still a little girl.
"What did you call me?" she asked as she slowly turned to face him but Grim had his head hidden behind the catalogue. Before she could inquire further, Sol intervened.
"Do you know where they are keeping him?" he asked.
"Haven't got a clue," Grim answered nonchalantly. "They are using strong wards. Goodie, thongs! I wonder what you'd look like with them." Integra was about to tell him off when Sol replied.
"I hate them. Can't stand wedgies." All she could do was look at him incredulously.
"Celes wouldn't mind," Grim said teasingly.
"Won't do me any good," Sol sighed. "In her current state she would rip everything off before she could even notice it."
"She can't help it," Grim said rather grimly. "You, my friend, are a lure. It's your nature to be extremely attractive to female vampires. I would have never thought that that was hereditary."
"Lure?" Integra looked at him in confusion. "So your clumsiness is all an act?"
"Not quite," Grim said apparently amused. "When he gets distracted he gets clumsy. And Celes is too much of a distraction to him. And when he gets clumsy that's when he gets good. Although, he's better when he concentrates."
Seeing Sol like it was the first time, she realized that he had a strong soul within him. She had underestimated him just as Walter tried to warn her against.
"You give credit where it is not due," Sol said softly,
"So what's our plan?" Grim asked seriously. Integra could not follow the course of their conversation. The mood changes almost like the wind. At one time teasing, another bickering and the next they were serious.
It confused her to listen to them. As long as the subject took it away from her legs, she was happy.
"First we need to get the ladies," Sol said in full authority.
"Your harem?" Grim asked but Sol ignored him.
"Then we return to Hellsing manor."
"Is that wise considering they are looking for me?" she asked trying not to show her worry.
"The authors of this scheme washed their hands when they gave you to those sex fiends," Grim said almost in a growl. "They think that you are dead. They left you for dead. To them, you ARE dead. And with that disguise, no one will recognize you."
Integra relented with a sigh. If they thought she was dead, she will take advantage of it. But one thing concerned her.
"What of those creatures that wanted to... to..."
"Rape you?" Sol finished for her. He glanced at his rear view mirror and saw Grim shaking in mirth.
"They won't bother you anymore," he said in a clam demeanor that made her chill.
"Just who are you people?" she asked but they did not answer.
Instead, Sol continued to drive and Grim continued to ogle.
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A/n: Hey guys. What do you think? This story is rated pg-13 but I have some chapters in mind that would kind of be out of rating. Like example two frustrated individuals...