So much for a one shot... I still don't have a name for the OC. She will be nameless for now, until she needs a name.
DISCLAIMER: Don't own Hellsing... I just own a lot of unpaid bills... and I rent; don't even own a home... yet.
I limped to my bed after going through hell as I came up the stairs. Something went wrong in the mission and I ended up in between a crossfire between an army of ghouls and our people. I wasn't shot but in the process of not getting shot, I sprained my ankle... ok I think it's broken. Shit. But I don't want to be a cry baby. So I swallowed my pain and came here.
Ok, so what do I do now... I know the thing is broken. I need a doctor or something--
(knock knock)
" I'm taking you to the infirmary..." Clay Brendon, a fellow Officer and friend said, not even saying hi as he saw me.
" I am fine... its nothing really."
" Walk for me and I'll judge."
" ... well I'm not THAT fine but its nothing--"
" --don't make me carry you--
" I'm fine!" I said backing away as he came close to me and got ready to carry me out of my room.
" Ok, fine... but if it gets bad, please call me... I gave you my number right? I'll turn it on when I get back..."
" Ok, ok I will, I swear..."
" Ok..." Silence. He's not leaving. "I need another promise..." He had a wicked smile on him.
" Oh god... tell..." I rolled my eyes, expecting another scolding.
" Let me ask you out on a date, come on..." He said leaning his head on the door frame. Oh no, he's going for the puppy dog eyes.
" Clay--"
" I know, I know, ok... then just hang out..."
" ok... hang out..." I half smiled.
" What if--..."
" NO!" I said with a chuckle.
" ok... I got it..." He said smiling again. " ... please call me if something comes up."
" Yes Dad."
" I'm serious!" He said as he walked away.
I smiled and when he was far away I closed the door. Why does he have to work here and be a dog... I wanna go out with him! he's so damn hot...
I was so busy with my thoughts I took a normal step forward toward my bed and forgot about my ankle. As I put pressure, and a lot mind you, on my injured foot I yelped in pain and lost my balance. I started falling back but a hand under my armpit stopped my fall. I didn't have time to register the door was behind me, and only the door, when I flew in the air and then I felt another arm under my knees. And a red fedora almost poking out my eye.
" Dude you got a big hat..." I blurted out as he put me gently on the bed.
" You're a very stubborn human..."
" You too?" I said preparing for another lecture.
" It is just a comment... it is up to you to have that looked at or not."
" Thank you..." I said and tried to lower my skirt. It had come up a bit. "Wait!"
" Yes?" He was walking away toward the door.
" You must have that same thing Seras has--the auto healing thingie..."
" Yes?"
" Can you do it on other people?"
" On you, you mean?" He said finally turning around.
" Yes..." I said swallowing my pride. I didn't want to go to the infirmary.
" ...hmm... depends..."
" Huh?"
" What will I get out of it?" He said adjusting his gloves.
" Blood...? what else..." I said as a matter-of-factly.
" hmmm..." He had a skeptical look on his face. He walked back toward me; meaning my bed. "...that would be nice but... this is more elaborate than answering questions... or stealing tea from Walter... or books from Integra..."
" Name your price then... we'll negotiate..." I seriously didn't want to heal a broken ankle.
" Very well then..." He said and sat beside me on the bed, looking towards me. A little too close for my taste, but surprisingly I wasn't protesting. " ... blood sounds good--"
"--Deal."
" But... a little different this time..."
" I have a feeling I am not going to like this."
He chuckles.
" ... blood... from a little prick of your tongue... in a luscious bloody kiss..." He said softly and sensuously.
I am glaring at him... very much.
" NO." Why am I not feeling convinced by my voice?
" No?..."
" I don't think it's very hygienic... you ingest blood for a living..."
" I haven't had blood in days..."
" You're being starved still? I thought since you didn't come this week--"
" Well... the police girl did sneak in with a bag two days ago but..."
Silence.
" Who knows what kind of germs you have in your mouth... I bet you don't even brush..."
" No need to."
" Everyone does... even animals have to be taken to the vet--"
" That is my price... I must save my efforts, so?"
Silence.
" Heal me first... and I will make the cut... do not bite me I repeat or I swear I will tell on you and even exaggerate and I know she will believe me more than you--"
" Breathe."
I took a big breath. " Heal me then..." Why am I shaking? "--oh and don't touch me..."
" Very well... I need to touch your ankle to heal you of course" He said moving to the foot of the bed while taking his hat and glasses off.
" To heal me yes, but that's it... I need to have something made out of silver in my hand just in case..."
" I don't think it is a good idea..." He said sitting with my swollen foot on his lap.
" Will it hurt?"
" I don't think so..." He said and wrapped one big hand around my ankle.
Next thing I feel is cold... really weird cold surrounding my ankle. I gasped silently. He didn't seem to be making any efforts; just holding my ankle. Then, his hand left it slowly back on the bed, no purple color, no swelling and... no pain it seemed.
" Hm!" I stood up and walked. My god, as good as new. This is amazing! " Wow, this is cool..." I jumped a bit and even kicked the shelf.
" Break it again and the price is the same..." He almost sing songed.
I scoffed. I looked at him and he was looking at me like an anxious kid waiting for his Xmas present.
" Fine... I'm a woman of honorable word..." I said and returned to my position on the bed as before; sitting up, legs stretched. He sat again beside me on the border of the bed, but this time he rested one of his palm on the other side of my body. Damn it I feel caged.
" Do not touch me, remember--lemme get my knife--"
" No, no knife..." He said seriously and I stopped. " You will have to excuse my lack of skill, it has been years since the last time I kissed a woman..."
" How long..." I asked trying not to smile.
" Will I get more blood for this answer?"
" Such a business man... come on, its just a number... if you do, maybe a drop--" He didn't shut me up, he didn't force it. I shut myself up as he softly leaned over and holding my lower lip between his, gave me a first soft kiss. His lips were cool. Not cold cold... it is weird, because they didn't feel like lips. But it wasn't bad either. Just different.
I was a bit curious. I didn't know what to expect when he would open his lips. Would he have bad breath? And gross me out? Well he healed me what the hell. I am walking I don't care. It's just like he said, a price I have to pay.
He kept doing that same little sucking of my lips a few times, so I gave the first step and parted my lips for him to come inside. I didn't know what to expect yet and I wanted to end this--why the hell am I shaking?
But it all left my head quickly. As his tongue touched mine and my unenthusiastic self let him do whatever, my head began to feel lighter and lighter.
Lack of skill my ass.
He can be a monster, but this monster knows what he's doing. He caressed my tongue, not rubbed, almost to the verge of a tickle. So softly and smoothly. He would go back to sucking delicately on my lips and tracing one of them with his tongue and then back to parting mine with his. It was like a little game.
I leaned forward to lock lips with him, a moan escaping from mine into his, which I lectured myself about later. This was for his enjoyment... not mine, supposedly. But... the thing is, there was no bad breath, no bad taste... ok maybe an unusual coppery taste to him but it wasn't bad... not bad at all actually.
I was in autopilot and not very aware of my actions. My arms went around his neck and brought him softly a bit downward as I fell back on my raised pillow. Not completely down, just a bit backward.
Then I felt a little tickle in my brain.
...you can touch me then, was that our deal? how unfair...
I kinda woke up with that thought of his and gently ended the kiss. I better stop before doing something stupid... my hands snapped away from him toward my sides.
" Ok, sorry..." I said not looking at him, but a bit passed his face.
He wasn't backing away completely.
" Aren't we forgetting something?
" Hm?"
" You didn't prick your tongue..." He whispered.
Shit.
" Oh... damn..." Jesus I'm acting so erratic. " Ok, fine..."
" Your smell is not telling me it's such a bother--"
" Why the hell are you smelling me?" I tried to sound annoyed.
" Ok, no touching, no smelling... anything else?" I want to negotiate the no touching part... please protest about it.
Silence.
" Well?" He brought me back from my thoughts with a tilted head.
" Ok, lets do this then..." I said sounding annoyed.
But I saw him smiling as he kissed me again, this time less cautious.
Two times in the first few seconds I had to bring my hands down from mid air.
Damn, he's good! I don't want to not touch!
But that angel on my shoulder was saying 'you are going to hell'. I wonder what Sir Hellsing would say about this, he he.
I pricked my tongue with his upper canine, blood hitting both our tongues. He began to ... breathe for starters... and then give little grunts. As we kissed less politely by the second, moans again escaped my lips into his mouth, combining with his. I can't believe I'm enjoying this...
While I was flagellating myself about not being able to control my moans, I completely lost track of my body and again my arms went to his neck. But he didn't say anything this time. One of my hands went into his hair and tangled with it as the other went to his coat and again, pulled him down toward me. But this time I was sliding down too, down the bed...
...if I hit the bed, I will do more than just kiss you...
"--ok--ok..." I interrupted the kiss suddenly and moved my face to one side, but he continued a little on my jaw and part of my neck. "Hey--stop..." I squirmed a bit but I swear I almost couldn't stop myself.
" Next time I will keep my thoughts to myself..." He mumbled.
" What--next time... no no no next time, man..."
" Hmm..." He said still looking at me, his gloved finger cleaning the corner of my mouth softly, then licking the blood off it. "... almost a century..."
" Hmm?" What is he talking ab--. " A century? you mean the last time you-- wait how old are you?" My eyes were ready to fall out.
" Have a wonderful night..." He said with a smirk and got up.
" Oh no, tell me..."
Silence. He continued walking toward the door.
" You're such a tease!" I said and jumped after him and got to the door before he did.
" I am?" He caged me with his arms against the door. " Review your conduct just a few seconds ago, Officer."
" Ok fine don't tell me then..." I ducked away from his arms. " You owe me that information later.."
" Always for a price..."
" I know, I can't expect anything less from you..."
" Expect everything from me... after all I am a monster..." And he faded through the door.
Self-interest... never selfless... a reminder...
Damn I knew he was old but... damn...
I turned around and went to bed.
I forgot to say, English is not my first language. This is like some sort of practice for me, so bear with me. This is why I have done mostly One Shots (I am in AFF under the same name).
Don't know where this is going... but I will put up other chapters, I know. Please review! I want to see how I'm doing
