Warning: Lemon, serious intent

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Against My Will

"HAVE YOU LOST YOUR BLOODY MIND!" scolded Integra.

Alucard merely sat in her chair with his feet up on her desk, in her office. He just sat and watched as Integra ranted and raged.

"Do you know what they will do to us! To Me! If they believe I have lost control of you!" shouted Integra.

"But you have lost control of me. Or have you forgotten?" asked Alucard coolly.

Then Integra remembered. She remembered how she had given herself to him. How she felt as he touched her, loved her, and set her body on fire. Integra turned from him. Though she had lost control of him, over him; she was still very angry about his blatant disregard for her position. She could only too well imagine what the knights were saying about her now. No, she had a duty to queen and country.

"I will not allow it!" growled Alucard, reading her thoughts. "None of them will take what is rightfully mine!"

"Don't growl at me! I can't help this anymore than you! It is my duty to …" stated Integra, firmly.

"Your duty! Your duty is to me!" shouted Alucard, now standing up.

"I am not your servant!" shouted Integra.

"But you are my wife!" he retorted.

Integra stood silent and dumbfounded. Wife? There was no ceremony.

"In my day, you didn't need one. In my day, it was just a simple oath of fidelity between two people; such as I had with Mouse's mother. You gave me your heart, your blood, and your body to me the night of your birthday; and since the day we met, you have always had mine." revealed Alucard.

Integra didn't know what to say. Half of her screamed NO, this is impossible. We can't do this. Not with him. The other half of her just smiled and took comfort in the fact that in his own way, he loved her.

"Alucard, I…" she began, unsure of what to say.

"The knights will just have to accept that you will never marry." said Alucard, now whispering in her ear as he stood behind her.

But sensibility and duty demanded her attention. She was the daughter of Lionel Hellsing, the only blood of his line, a guarding of light that was on a mission from God. Realization of a life that did not belong to her drove her to speak.

"No, Alucard. I can't."

"Did you not ask me to sire the next heir of Hellsing?" asked Alucard, with an evil grin.

Integra's eyes went wide with fear and realization.

"Then its high time that I did." stated Alucard, as he unleashed his tendrils on her. Integra swatted away one of his shadow tendrils and it retreated from her. Integra jumped suddenly at the touch of something so cold caressing her legs. Integra tried to break free.

"I thought I told you no." she reiterated. "A gentleman…"

"But I'm no gentleman. I am a monster, remember." taunted Alucard. "A monster that is no longer blood bound to obey you."

He was right. He was now free of her control. He was free to come and go as he pleased. He could do as he wished and yet he still obeyed her (sort of). He still stayed with her. Alucard's eyes began to glow devilish red as he pressed his attack. Integra started swearing violently as Alucard's shadows wrapped themselves around her arms and legs like a boa constrictor encircling its prey.

"Was machst du da fur scheibe!" she swore at him.

His dark and serpentine tendrils lifted her off the ground and suspended her in the air. She continued swearing and struggling against them, vowing to break free.

"Hurensohn!" she yelled, glaring down at him, with as eyes as dangerous as they were blue.

Suddenly, Alucard raised an eyebrow.

"I didn't know you knew that word." he chuckled.

"I know that one and a hundred more. Now, put me down!" she shouted.

"No." said Alucard.

"When you told me I'd regret my decision, I didn't think that you'd make me regret it."

Integra had stopped struggling. She knew full well that she would never break his grip. She calmed herself, controlled her thoughts, controlled the quivering in her voice and gave him an order. A verbal order that dripped with all the contempt and hatred that she could muster.

"I demand you put me down! Right now or I'll …!"

"You'll what?" asked Alucard, his voice ebbing with malice.

"You'd never take me against my will!" shouted Integra.

"What about my will?" he asked.

"Damn you, Alucard! Let me go!" she raged.

Alucard commanded his tendrils to lower her to the ground.

"That's better." she said. "The nerve of him."

Alucard's shadows lowered her to the ground, but they did not release her. He looked into her eyes. They were as blue as his were red. Such an appealing contradiction, but everything about them was a contradiction. Alive, dead, good, bad, girl, boy. She was fire and he was ice. He actually hated himself for wanting her so badly. A vampire no life king that was madly in love with a mortal woman. Oh, how the mighty Zeus has fallen. He leaned into her and claimed her lips.

Integra tried not to let him get to her. She tried to steel herself against his advances. However, Integra's body responded of its own accord to Alucard's touch. In spite of herself, she returned his kiss. Alucard's kiss was harsh and unbending, seeming to extract Integra's very breath. She allowed his tongue to force its way inside her mouth. As their tongues intertwined and caressed each other, even his tongue fought to possess her. His kisses were as ice and yet they seem to set her on fire. Suddenly, Integra opened her eyes.

"What the hell am I doing? I said NO!" she thought.

Integra bit Alucard's tongue as hard as she could. His blood ran down her throat. She pulled away from him and spat his blood out upon the floor.

"I said no! Maleducato Scemo! Ceffo!" she reiterated, this time swearing in Latin.

Alucard smiled widely, as he swallowed the blood from his tongue. He licked his lips.

"I didn't think you knew those words either. Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a naughty girl you are? I think you need to be punished."

Alucard turned Integra over and bent her over her own desk. His tendrils reached up through the desk, wrapped themselves around her, and pinned her to her desk, so she couldn't move, not a single inch.

"Alucard, you bloody vampire! How dare you!" shouted Integra, as she resumed struggling and kicking to be free.

Alucard smiled with wicked intent. As nice as Integra's backside was to look at; Alucard had more in mind than just looking at her butt. He began stroking both cheeks with his hands, soft circular motions and then just a squeeze. Integra gasped and blushed bright red at the audacity he displayed. He stroked the outside of her legs as he stood behind her. He pressed hard against her as he leaned down to speak to her, so that she could feel him getting harder and harder. He wanted her to feel just how much he wanted her. Integra's senses were in full panic mode. She was desperately trying to think of a way out of this. She jerked and jerked against his tendrils, but they held her fast and only tighten their grip. She could feel Alucard grinding into her. She understood that he wanted her to feel this. Feel his desire, feel her fear, feel her helplessness to do anything to stop him. Suddenly, she felt his cold breath on her ear.

"Do you remember how it feels? Can you not wait to feel me again?" he cooed, his voice just dripping with lust.

Integra could feel him spreading her legs with his feet. She could feel him unzipping her pants.

"You freakin' son of a witch! You take me against my will and I will kill you! I will see you burn in hell for this! I will gouge out your blasted eyes, all 600 of them!" yelled Integra, with fear and contempt.

"Ha ha ha, that's my girl, so full of venom and fire. By the way, I only have 432 eyes in my other form. All the better to see you with, my dear."

Integra's blood turned cold as she felt him lower her pants to her ankles. She gasped as she heard a rip of fabric and then felt a draft of air.

"GOD DAMN YOU ALUCARD!"