OMG IS THIS A SONG-CHAP? No it's not. Just a little intro to the chappy. I was listening to this song and I suddenly wanted to go to war. And then I thought of Hellsing. Very cool song, I recommend it. The band is awesome; I have all their CDs.
DISCLAIMER: don't own Hellsing blablabla and even less The Cruxshadows and their song Citadel (absurd minds remix)… though I did party with Rogue one time cause he's friends with a friend of mine MUAHUAHUAHU… he's cool, awesome hair, speaks really slowly. That's unusual in Florida.
Got an interesting question in the reviews, thanx Smoke!
The thing about "Walter loosing his touch with laundry" is due to a change that a woman's body goes through after passing from being a "technical" virgin (meaning no intercourse at all) to having an active sex life (with intercourse). It is more prominent in some women than others, depending on body shapes and age; hips get wider because of the constant... well... god I hate T ratings sometimes... and also body tends to get shapelier from the waste down; doctors have theories about this; the woman is maturing (ready for childbearing) and so is her body OR she's just getting another kind of exercise. Sometimes even breasts increase in size, but still is not something too dramatic. Men tend to see it more than women since it is an animal response to fertility. If anyone has a comment about this, I welcome opinions and stuff in the reviews. Or just ask me about it. But here I can say that according to my research and life experience, it's true :D It was just another way of letting people see they share lots of intimacy. +shrugs+
Love questions like this... they make me feel people don't just go over the thing. It's flattering.
THE VERSION ON AFF (adult fan fiction) OF THIS CHAPPY IS MORE EXPLICIT. IF YOU CAN GO TO AFF I RECOMMEND IT. MORE LEMON GOODNESS.
Languid waves of desperation
Fall before the rains
A vanguard to approaching war
Is
borne upon the sea
Ahh… it is nice when missions go this well.
I have a limp but what the hell. My uniform is wet with the rain, but who cares. My lips move slightly to the words of the song stuck in my head; can't help but remember it after the brutal killing.
The icy breath of cyclones bent
On waging our destruction
Drills hard against the hearts of heroes
Called here to defend
My voice comes out in between parted lips, carrying the tune. Seras is beside me and seems to also remember it. Johnson played it a few times while we were patrolling and for some strange reason it just… fit. It's about the Trojan war. We are no Troy; but at times it can almost feel like it.
I see storms on the horizon
I see the tempest at the gates
I see storms on the horizon
And a citadel alone
My arms tightened around Chloe, pressing her closer to my body. I smiled a little smile; sometimes what we do here hits me. It's beyond heroic; and the anonymity adds to it. I feel eyes on me and look up to see Jake walking backwards, in front of me.
"You are… hugging the CAWS." he said with a frown.
"I am whatta?" I woke up from my thoughts.
"The CAWS."
I looked at Chloe and then back at him.
"And?"
Silence.
"Never mind." Jake mumbled turning around and looking at me as if I was nuts.
"You are hugging it…" Seras said softly.
"So?"
She stared at me for a moment.
"WHAT!"
She sighed and we continued to walk further away from the vans; finally home and safe.
I happen to like my gun!
I see storms on the horizon
And a citadel alone
Clinging brave defying fate
As Chloe dangled from my hand after getting more looks, I felt two strong arms wrap around me from behind and raise me in the air.
A hard body behind my back.
Yes, human; it's warm.
A chin rested on my shoulder.
"Thank you." An emotion packed male whisper caressed my ear… literally.
I'll be damned; the Aussie.
"No problem." I said trying not to smile, my eyes big in surprise. No, it wasn't sensual or flirty what he was doing. Just emotional. He let me down on the ground again, Sera's big eyes turning into crimson question marks.
"What was that about?" her fangs were shining in the night, a wicked smile on her face.
"Saved his butt… he got grabbed by a ghoul. Scary shit, but Chloe here sent the walking crap to eternal fuckation!" I raised Chloe dear in the air.
"Amen!" Seras answered with a laugh.
Sudden silence - I realize
Breaking teardrops in the rain
With every breathing moment
The pillars are sustained
I walked toward Pip and circled him as Seras's and my singing voices were getting louder. Surprisingly he didn't give me any odd looks but belted out the lyrics with us.
Waking hands attached to nothing
Tightly clutching close
Each sleeping vision speaks unheard
And heaven only knows
I grabbed Seras's hand and pulled her closer to Pip and Jake. I placed Pip's hat on my head as Jake sang with us too, almost jokingly. I jumped on Jake's back on piggy-ride, by now the four of us were almost yelling the lyrics.
And I will stand here at the gates to face the onslaught fighting
Without surrender or defeat!
At this part others joined in a chorus, strong enough to give goose bumps. I let go of one of my arms around Jake's neck and raised Chloe in the air. Others joined this gesture, Seras's laughter nearby making me smile. Pip wrapped his arm around her shoulders, his voice louder among ours.
With Troy besieged by tyrants' greed
In Hector's memory, God willing
We shall save this victory
Without surrender or defeat!
Some yelled London instead of Troy and undead instead of tyrants'; others Helsing instead of Hector. As the song ended, there was a lot of cheering.
Yes… victorious again. It's a good feeling.
"Walter, is that Chai I smell?"
"You are getting better at it, Miss." he was referring to my English accent.
"I know... though I'm getting this weird tickle on the upper wall of my mouth when I talk like this... it's kind of annoying..." I tried to scratch it with my finger; not a very aesthetic move, that one.
"I gather you would like some tea?"
"Please..." He served the cup on the table where I had already taken a seat. "Oh, thankies; this smells so good..."
"Enjoy miss."
As I took my first sip I thought of something.
"Walteeer...?" I sing-songed innocently.
"Yeees..?" he sing-songed back knowing I was up to no good.
"Can I go to the libraryyyy and read for a little whiiiile?"
He sighed with a smile, his head shaking softly.
"Pweeeze..?"
"Alright... but please don't take long Miss..."
"Can I take my tea with me?..."
"Only if you do not—."
"Don't worry, I won't get you in trouble ever... you are the sweetest man alive." he smiled again shaking his head. "... I'll be off then..."
"You're very welcome!..."
"Oh! Sorry! Thank youuu!" I said from the stairs.
Still the same paintings and statues on the walls; if I had all her money I would have the biggest art collection in Europe. Oh well... I guess she has to pay for all the stuff we use. Never mind, I didn't say anything. As I was about to enter the library, I heard the piano. I smiled to myself as I saw the vampire sitting at the piano bench, but decided to ignore him after my eyes rested on his back for a few seconds. I am not supposed to be here in the first place so it is better if I have no contact with him. I walked to the bookshelves and began to look for a good one or two books to at least skim for a few minutes.
He kept playing and playing. I wanted to listen to him, but I better get out of here soon. Yeah, after Hellsing's little warning that time, I have been staying away from him outside of my room, but still not too much to be suspicious; hey, I want to keep my job. She had given me a squad and all that, but still I had the idea in my head that she had done it just to prove him wrong when he said her anger was all about jealousy. I am just a very lucky girl, or he did it on purpose. With him, is hard to know.
Silence.
He stopped playing. Well... I'm waiting, maybe he's gonna come back here and say something...
Nothing. I guess he left. Good... better if he leaves. There's nothing sexier than a man that can break someone's neck with two fingers but can play the piano masterfully.
Did I just say that? God, I'm so weird...
I turned around and gasped as I felt someone behind me. A pair of red eyes glowing in the mild darkness of the room were enough to give me a clue of who it was.
"God—scared me again..." I almost choked on the sip of tea I had in my mouth. I placed it aside on the bookshelf.
"Buna seara ..."
"Good evening to you too..."
"Felt you come in... how rude, not even a 'hello'..." He's up to something.
"You looked busy..."
Oh, so we are playing the innocent, I-don't-invade-your-personal-space-but-in-a-moment-I-will-screw-you game.
"Still up, milady? After tonight's exhausting mission?"
"Adrenaline... I'm tired but can't go to sleep..."
He smiled. Hmm... that smile.
"Everything went very well for you and your squad on tonight's mission... congratulations."
"Thank you, everyone did well... it was a good night."
With time I have come to realize there is a little formula to know what to expect from the vampire in bed... or wherever we do our things. The rating of his performance is relative to how many ghouls or freaks I kill that night multiplied by the amount of times I grin or smile to myself thinking about how the mission went, plus the amount if people I scold or yell at. And there is a big bonus if I save someone's ass.
Plus those hands on his back only mean trouble.
He leaned toward my ear. "I smelled you from downstairs."
"Hm?"
"Are you aware of today's date?"
Silence. Oh, right... and having my period suddenly adds 3000 points to the formula.
"Well, well... I have a period-alarm? You are useful to have around..."
Yep, he wants some action. Right here. He's got to be kidding me.
"Alucard... this room has cameras." I whispered seriously.
Oh that look. Damn him.
I pulled at his coat and brought him to me, his lips hitting mine, already parted, fangs dangerously hitting the corner of my mouth. They drew blood so our pleasure grunts and moans filled the quiet room in no time. As his teeth nibbled on my bleeding lip, menacing to open another wound, his open hand slid up the side of my thigh, squeezing greedily and almost painfully, the skin he touched. I clawed at the leather on his shoulders, bringing him a bit more to my height, in that moment feeling the feathery sensation of his glasses and hat disappearing. His fingers crawled under the skirt of my uniform and pulled my brief-shorts and underwear down in one smooth pull.
What the hell is he doing? He seriously wants to do this here? He's crazy!
Yes, Hellsing is asleep but we don't know when she will wake up! And his powers tend to get all screwed up when he's... busy.
Ok, making out in here, fine... now, the whole enchilada, I don't think so... and knowing him, he will bring extra meat and lots of fiery sauce...
His hand directed me a little to my right and then made me stop. As his kiss increased in both temperature and rating, I felt my back hitting... something different than the shelves. But his tongue caressing mine in the way it was would make me care less what this was. His hands met mine in between needy caresses and slowly took them over my head. He made my hands wrap around... wood, it seemed; his body language telling me to hold on to whatever this was. Curiosity hit me. I broke the kiss to see I was leaning against a tall ladder; those used to reach books on the top of the shelves. His lips went to my neck, nibbling and kissing, my shirt magically unbuttoning on its own accord. His hands went to my hips and... directed me upwards. He wanted me to climb the damn thing, so step after step I climbed the ladder with my back against it; why, oh why, make everything so complicated? Is he too good to kneel? Damn him if I fall...
Higher? Geez!
By now my stomach was at the height of his face, his hands stabilizing me by my thighs. He made me stop climbing finally, my tight fingers clutching at the wooden step over my head, holding on to it with my life. He licked his lips in expectation, his hand raising one of my legs as his head got closer to the tender and smooth skin in between my thighs.
Fuck, If I fall...
All I could feel was that spiderweb of sensations spreading through me from the skin he was touching. I closed my eyes, swallowing a moan, my head thrown back against the wooden ladder. Oh, that tongue of his. I have never been so happy about getting my period before. My head rested even further back my hands clutching at the books within my reach. In no time, his ministrations brought me to my peak, his hand coming to my mouth in time to avoid my scream to be heard by every soul inhabiting the mansion.
Vampire, this has to be quick, we can't play around like we do in my room.
He let my body fall from up there, his arm around my waist stopping me before I touched the ground. As I opened my eyes I could see him licking his lips, so suggestively, taking the last remains of my blood.
"Don't kiss me now or I'll kill you..." I whispered, eyes unfocused, my breath heavy. His hand reached in a relaxed way toward the side and my forgotten cup came to his hand. He tasted the tea carefully at first; once, twice, like I have seen him taste wine, and then took a good gulp from it. My boots finally touched the floor, but my legs were still a bit unsteady.
"Hmm... so this is what you also taste like..." he said playfully before his parted lips again met mine. One of my hands went to his coat, almost climbing up his body.
"We're... gonna get... caught..." I said into a moan.
"As long as milady keeps those luscious lips closed, we wont."
"I'll try.." Oh yumm, he tastes like Chai... can this get any better?
I felt him lowering a bit to my height, his open hands groping my thighs and hips hungrily. Something told me to intertwine my fingers at the base of his neck, because again I was going to fly off the floor.
"Wha--hah!"
In one smooth movement, my legs were around his waist, holding him tight. This was the thing of this week; he was liking the idea of having me wrapped around him while he stood. At his movements, my moans were muffled against his mouth and tongue, sometimes biting into the latter to suppress the louder ones. He was silent as if I was there by myself. How can he fucking do that!
In moments like this, of craziness, he still had gestures that would make me smile. The way his hand would softly cup my face, his fingertips caressing the back of my neck, would make me feel something strange in my stomach. It was no biggie, but I guess it was just the way... I dunno... bleh I sound so stupid...
Oh ... I can feel another one coming...
(TAP... TAP... TAP)
He stopped. My eyes flew open. A cold current down my spine.
No. Please. Not. Her.
"I wish to see you two in my office once you are decent..."
Hellsing.
I'm looking at him. Vampire, where is your grin? He is looking too serious for my sanity.
Silence. I could only hear her steps fading away.
My. Fucking. God. What the hell did I just get myself into... again.
BUSTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED!
