One-shot stories about the romantic holiday. I'm going to be doing a series of one-shot ficlets (under 1500 words I hope) on Valentines Day at the Hellsing Mansion. These are strictly AU and will be rated PG-13. The first chapter is a lime and concerns everyone's most likeable but sinister vampire.


Alucard

As the Nosferatu woke up at dusk, he realized what today was and a smile slowly formed on his face. Valentines Day – it was his most favorite day of the year. Like some children looked forward to Christmas all year long, Alucard looked forward to this day. It was the only day when he could drink his Master's blood directly from her veins. The vampire almost felt guilty continuing his manipulation of Integral, year after year. Almost but the guilt was not nearly strong enough for Alucard to give the chance to taste Integral's blood. Each year he took a little bit more and went a little bit further in tasting other parts of Integral. This year would be no exception.

They had gotten into a routine. Every Valentines Day evening, at approximately 8:00 PM, Alucard would visit his Master in her bedroom. It was the only day during the year when he was permitted to be alone with Integral in her bedroom. On the rare occasion when Alucard's presence was needed on other days, either Seras Victoria or Walter had to be present. Except today.

It was a tradition Alucard had started the year that Integral's father had died. She was so much more naïve then and believed most of what he told her. Alucard wondered if she suspected anything, now. If so she had not revealed it. When she was just a young girl, Alucard had told her that in order for Integral to retain control of him, she must feed him from her veins on Valentines Day. As a teenager he had drank from her wrists and watched the expression on her face change as the swoon of his drink overcame her. Eventually, he had worked his way up to her neck. Tonight, Alucard had decided, he would feed from her breast. Alucard thought it was strange how Integral never resisted him on this.

If he were to touch her bare skin any other day of the year, Integral would shoot him in the head. He had learned that lesson the hard way. And yet, on Valentines day, Integral let him drink her blood directly. All because of the fairytale he had told her when she was 13. The Nosferatu suspected that his Master was starting to enjoy the feedings as much as he did.

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"Come in."

Alucard walked in with a dozen long stemmed blood red roses and handed them to Integral. "Happy Valentines Day, Integra."

She breathed in the pleasing aroma of the roses and set them on her nightstand. It was a nice thought but sentiments meant nothing to her. Integra would rather he hadn't even bothered and brought her the head of the Major or Enrique instead. She played alone with her servant's game. "Thank you, Alucard. I'm not much for flowers, but I suppose they do smell nice."

Alucard sat down on his Master's bed, taking her bare hand in his gloved one. "Not nearly as nice as your blood, my Master."

Integral grinned. She rather enjoyed Valentines Day herself. A part of her did doubt the validity of Alucard's claim that it was necessary for him to drink of her but she loved how the feeding made her body feel. It was the only physical pleasure Integral allowed herself. And it gave her power over her Servant, at least in the psychological sense. Alucard desired her blood so damn much he would do anything.

Integral looked Alucard in the eye. "So Servant, shall we get started?" Integral was wearing a pair of conservative red silk pajamas consisting of a button down top and pull on pants. Alucard could see that she was not wearing a bra under her shirt and wondered if the same was true of her knickers.

Alucard smirked while eyeing his Master's chest. He removed a small surgical knife he had obtained from one of his victims from centuries past. The scent of Integral's blood and her growing desire were wearing his patience down. "Integral, I thought we might try something different this year. I hate the thougut of scarring your beautiful skin where others could notice."

"Oh, what did you have in mind Alucard? It never seemed to bother you before."

Alucard started to unbutton her top – fully expecting her to stop him. Integral did not. When he finished, Alucard gaped at her bare chest.

"I thought, Integral - that I would make a small incision right above the vein in your bosom and take my drink from there. That is, if it is meets with your approval?"

A somewhat sinister laugh escaped Integral's throat. "Well, Alucard, since you've already unbuttoned my top, I guess you might as well."

Alucard grinned, not believing his luck. i Integral does enjoy this as much as I do. /i

The vampire took the knife and made a small incision just above her vein. He watched for a few seconds as blood started gushing out.

"Alucard – will you get started? It's going to drip on the carpet!"

"Sorry Master, I was just entranced by the scent and site of your blood."

Alucard put his arms around Integral's back to support her and pull her closer to his body. He moved his mouth down to Integral's chest and started to feed, sucking the blood directly from her veins. Integral's blood was still just as delicious at when she was but 13 years old, but drinking it from her bosom felt incredible to the vampire. He felt her writhe in his arms as the swoon made her feel so many other sensations. The aroma of her desire was reaching his nose as well. With one hand he caressed her otherbreast, as he continued to feed. Thiscaused a involuntary moan to escape Integral's throat. Alucard decided this year he would treat his Master to his shadows. He had never released them on her before. This will be fun.

His shadows slowly emergedfrom his body as he continued to drink her blood at a snail's pace. Alucard did not want to cause Integral's death, after all. They consumed her body in their darkness, stroking, licking, and invading her body cavities. Integral started to tremble from their affect. The Hellsing had never felt such intense sensations in her entire life. The intensity of pleasure was almost too much for her. Integral could feel her body getting weak from both the loss of blood and extreme sensations Alucard was causing. She screamed his name loudly and begged him not to stop. He continued to feed from his Master's chest and ordered the dark shadows to increase his Master's pleasure. Alucard looked at Integra's face as he ravaged her body. Her face was flush, red with desire, as she moaned his real name.

Integral had never felt anything close to what her body experienced at this moment. His shadows felt quite like cool wet tongues as they stroked, penetrated, and caressed every spot of her skin. Integral felt quite like she was wrapped in a blanket of their caress and could feel nothing but pure intense pleasure. She screamed as her muscles tightened and relaxed on their own. If Integral didn't know better, she would swear that her entire body was climaxing – from her hair to her fingertips down to her chest, center, back, stomach, and toes. After climaxes that seemed to last for hours, her muscles relaxed and she was filled with a peaceful bliss.

Alucard whispered in her ear. "How was that for a Valentines Day present, Master?"

Integral chuckled. "That was the most amazing present anyone could give, Alucard. It was just so bloody intense. I don't think I could stand it more then one day per year, though. But, thank you. How was your gift? Is my blood still to your liking?"

Alucard cradled his Master in his arms, nuzzling his face in her neck. "Oh yes Master, your blood will always be the sweetest I've ever had. I never tire of its exquisite taste."

Integral grinned and pulled Alucard to her chest and together they slept on her bed, their arms and legs intertwined with each others and Alucard's head resting on his Master's chest. They remained that way until morning, when Walter found the two of them together and merely closed the curtains to block out the sun and covered their bare bodies with a quilt. He left a few blood bags for Alucard, sure that his comrade would need it upon waking.

The butler grinned knowingly at Alucard, recalling a time when he had been on the receiving end of the vampire's gift during his youth. Suddenly, the butler was wishing that he was but 15 years old again.


Disclaimer: Hellsing is owned by Kohta Hirano and not by me.