Of Blood and Boxes Ch. 23
Of Cavities
Joe Casto
This chapter is a überlemon, so don't read it if sex isn't your thing.
Hellsing isn't mine...I stole it...that's right.
Seras was led by Dave's strong hand through the darkness that was to be her new lair for the moment. His steps fell with deft precision, knowing the exact consistency and depth of the steel floor. It was apparent; Seras thought that he had been living here for quite a while.
Dave Pushed the door to his room in and stepped inside. Warm, indirect lighting came from the edges of the ceiling and he automatically emptied his pockets into a small steel tray setting on a large oak desk to the right of the door. The room smelled of vanilla, a soft pleasant smell, which was a sharp contrast to the burning acrid scent of sweat and leather that lay in the stairwell. His room was right next to "mistress Bathory's" and in order to access her office, which lay several hundred feet above their rooms, one had to go past Dave's room. He was quite possibly the most efficient guard dog ever.
There were some large, comfortable-looking couches by one of the walls and through the room they were in, lay the bedroom. There was a large door to the right side of the room that led to Elizabeth's bedchambers, for easy access in case of an attack. There were also various weapons and pieces of artwork hanging along the walls of this room. Dave reminded Seras of a young Alucard, only not quite so cynical.
Her attention was drawn back to him, as he had become ancy at her close study of his chambers. By no mean was he pushy when it came to such matters, but patience comes through age and he didn't have much of either under his belt. He approached her and sat his hands on her hips, kissing her light and long. Seras was pleasantly surprised to see that Dave lacked the adolescent impetuousness and also the nervousness that one would expect in someone, especially a human of his age. Another thing that surprised Seras was that Dave didn't go directly for her breasts and start the tugging and squeezing that she'd come to expect from men; mortal men that is, because Allucard also knew how to do the lovely and most taboo dance of love. His warm hands on her body were a pleasant change from Alucard's coolness or the warmth that he created within himself when she wanted something warm. This was natural, and that was somehow refreshing.
She tossed her arms around Dave's neck and began to walk slowly backwards towards Dave's bedroom. He smiled like the Cheshire cat and began to undo the Buttons on his shirt.
Alucard, in the next room was still dazed from navigating through three hundred feet of dirt. He could have teleported, but he didn't know the exact specifications of the room. Instead, He and Elizabeth had taken a pleasant stroll through dirt. Lots of it. Bathory, impatient with his long treck shoved him down onto the huge four-poster that she slept on.
"Come on..." she sighed, laying his head down on her pillows.
Elizabeth had insisted on putting a robe on which she undid now, allowing the white lighting to play off of the delectable curve of her stomach. She let her hair down and slid the robe off, her hair strategically covering some parts of her body. She approached Alucard and stood at the foot of the bed, waiting for him to stop thinking, a habit that often plagued him.
Alucard snapped out of it at the sight of Elizabeth's nude body. He could smell her readiness and he seized her arms, pulling her on top of him. She smiled and straddled him, grinding against his manhood. He suddenly raised his waist, inserting his still-hard erection into her folds. This took Elizabeth a bit by surprise, but she didn't mind. She spun around until her back was facing his front and leaned forward, pushing herself backwards with her arms, taking in Alucard fully. She pushed back and Sat on his lap, using her legs to push her body up and down. Alucard got his act together and raised Bathory enough to get his legs under himself. He leaned against the headboard of Elizabeth's bed and grasped her waist with his hands, using one to stimulate her clitoris and the other to gently massage her breast.
Dave sat back and watched in silent awe as Seras undid the buttons on his black shirt. She had chased him to his bed and straddled him, teasing him with light pecks on the lips and nibbles to his ears. She began with the top button and worked her way down slowly, rubbing her body back and forth on Dave's dazed lap. He'd learned the ropes of sex with his first girlfriend in middle school, but this was an entirely different subject. What was he supposed to do when he had unlimited reign over a female? Most girls he'd been with had given him restrictions. "Nothing below the belt" or "nothing I can't show in public." Dave sighed with a silent relief, filling the situation with a much more comfortable air. Seras slowed down and Dave began his notorious roam, which had made all the girls go mad.
'Start always with the areas you know and work out' he thought. He put his hands on her hips and moved them slowly up under her shirt, not going directly for her breasts, as tempting as they were. He instead moved around to her back, sliding his fingers deftly under her bra straps, and gripping her shoulders, locking her into a deep kiss. He straightened his back and undid the clasp with a single fluid motion, taking secret pleasure in his skill. Seras broke the kiss and kissed his nose.
"You crafty devil." She said, smiling.
Dave continued his roaming to the front of her body and slid his hands under her bra, being very careful not to prod or pull. He gently fondled her right breast and she grinned even wider, taking a moment to kiss his neck before lying back on his knees. Dave leaned forward, doing his best to retain balance on his king-size, and grasped the bottom of her shirt. He pushed up and Seras raised her arms, allowing for the painless and quite quick removal of her shirt and bra.
Seras felt the familiar bouncing sensation of her breasts being freed and wiggled when Dave leaned over her to suck her left breast as he continued his administrations to the other. He was slowly and painlessly working his way up her list of lovers, and though he wasn't competing with Alucard yet, he was still better than almost any other mortal man she'd had so far. She slid closer to Dave and felt his erection through their pants, absentmindedly stroking his hair. She decided that now was the time for action, and gently pushed him back.
He quickly stopped everything he was doing and looked at her face for the cause of the cessation, reminding Seras of a puppy. He saw her sly smile and knew that luckily this was nothing but a slight detour, and they would be returning to their regularly scheduled sex in a few moments.
She freed herself, stood up, and walked around Dave's bed, mounting it from the side. She crawled up behind him and made a small tugging gesture against his shirt. He lay back, getting her hint, and stared up at her beautiful face.
"You know… you've got what my mother used to call bedroom eyes." Seras said. "I can see why."
Dave smiled back and removed his shirt, tossing it to the floor. Seras straddled him and pressed her breasts into his chest, distracting him with a kiss as she undid the button on his black fatigues. He echoed her motion on her own pants and they both lay nude on his satin sheets before very long. Seras pulled Dave in close and began her whispering routine. According to several sources that she'd heard, men like nothing more than to hear about how amazingly aroused their female is. She moved her lips close to his ear and was about to give him a detailed description of how wet she was when he caught her completely off guard.
"Do you have any idea of how absolutely gorgeous you are?" he asked, slowly caressing her right side from the thigh to her armpit.
"Huh?" she asked, befuddled and at the same time flattered. "You know…. many women find flattery distasteful" she said, smiling into his ear.
"Well what about honesty?" he asked, pulling her in close to his body and tangling his legs in hers.
They kissed for several minutes in the way that only experienced and bored lovers can, and, as per usual, that small amount of innocent kissing built into something less wholesome and more interesting.
Seras, impatient yet content, crawled on top of Dave and straddled him. He stared up at her with those big brown globes and got situated for the long haul. Seras moved backwards on Dave's body until she found his erection, solid and undoubtedly aching from the lack of stimulation. She raised up and sat in such a manner that it stood in front of her, its head almost parallel with the top of her navel. She slid forward until she sat upon its length, and began to slowly slide back and forth along its length.
Dave gave a hearty moan and thrust upwards as he arched his back. Seras was getting it well lubricated before it fulfilled its actual purpose, and Dave had no qualms. He reached towards her and placed one thumb at the top of her vulva, rubbing his thumb in a small circle, and pressing just strongly enough to almost make it hurt. His other hand found her shoulder and she lay over and pressed her breasts against his chest as she kissed him. She'd been doing it all night because his warmth felt fantastic against her sensitive flesh. She stuck her tongue into his mouth, increasing the pull of her lips a little.
Dave pushed forward and pulled slightly with his hips, gently sliding his manhood into her vagina. She moaned and pushed into it, breaking the kiss momentarily. Their eyes met and stayed locked, while Seras sat up straight and began to move her hips in a circular motion. Dave Arched again, not as used to he intense pleasure as Seras, and grabbed her hips.
Seras continued grinding, tossing her hair back when it intruded, and gazing deeply into Dave's eyes.
Dave reveled in ecstasy. The woman had muscular control and poise, timing and technique. She was a perfect lover in every sense of the word. He sat up out of bed and leaned to the side, flipping their position. He wanted and needed to come and he wanted to please her as much as she had him. He Smiled and allowed her to cuddle into the memory-foam of his bed. Her legs spread wide and She looped his neck so he couldn't get too far away. Dave then began to show her exactly how mercenary was supposed to be used. As he pulled out, he pulled up and pushed down on her pelvis with his free hand.
He eventually got his body going in synch like a train and he just kept circling upwards like a piston, never slowing or stopping for anything. Soon, Seras was gasping and shoving air out of her lungs with as much force as she could muster. She pulled in close to Dave and felt their stomachs slide easily with their lubricant and sweat mixture covering them. Her fingernails cut into Dave's back and he just smiled as her head lolled back and she allowed a long moan to escape her lips.
Her body went tense and Dave, feeling her muscles contract inside of her, could take it no longer. He allowed himself to release inside of her and afterwards he laid her up against his pillows and backboard, waiting for her intense orgasm to stop.
She rolled over and faced him smiling, and they kissed again, allowing it to cool them down enough that they could go to sleep.
Alucard and Liz lay in the same position on the other side of the wall, facing the opposite direction.
All four of our protagonists lay against the same wall and they all felt some semblance of love for one another. Their family was formed and they were now to rest for the times to come with love in their hearts.
Well……I don't know what to say other than thanks to the person who wrote me a four word misspelled review, and I'd like to tell the rest of you that were all nasty like that maybe you should A: calm down and B: pay attention to logic. If we were immortal and disease-proof, I'm sure that we'd be a bit more promiscuous…don't you think? Eh? Anyways, Thank you all for your reviews. Even bad news is news and I do thank you sincerely for your input. I shall speak to you all later. Also, If I wrote A Harry Potter fic, would you read it?
The lack of sevsuality confrontation (which is an act of cowardice in my opinion) that Rowling has said will plague the rest of the series makes me…sad. Also If I wrote it, It's be a much grittier story and it would probably not take place in Hogwarts because those lame-os are getting on my nerves. As always, please RandR and I'll see you later. Thanks for reading, and sorry about the wait.