THIS CHAPTER IS FOR CHURCH AND Lunar Legend Tsukihime

Note: This chapter maybe considered a LEMON.

Growing Pains

Walter was being followed. He was sure of it. Alucard was upstairs with Integra. Seras, …ha, if it was Seras he'd know. At her skill level, she couldn't sneak up on toast. That just left Mouse.

"Mouse!" called Walter.

No Answer.

"Mouse!"

Walter turned around when he heard a door open. He watched as a very sleepy Mouse yawned in his face.

"What the hell do you want?" she demanded with a growl.

"I thought you were following me."

"Pssst. Not me, I'm too tired. Integra has been bitchier than usual lately. I gotta do everything. I just spent all day rubbing her feet. Sosod off and leave me alone!" Shouted Mouse.

"Yeah, you look like shit." Laughed Walter.

"Eatcrap and die." Retorted Mouse, with another yawn as she slammed the door in Walter's face.

"Hmm." Said Walter, walking away. "Integra's not the only one bitchier."

He dismissed the whole thing and went to his room. Now all of Integra's vampires slept in the basement. And though his room was right next to Seras', she never came to see him.

"Damn, I'm bored. I wish we'd get attacked again. Hell, I'm even starting to miss Yumi. If only we hadn't killed them all. What were they the only Iscariots with the balls to attack us." Complained Walter.

As he undressed, he didn't notice the grey whisp of a cloud hovering in the left corner of his ceiling. Walter took off his Jacket and hung it up. He unbuttoned his shirt, folded it, and neatly laid it over his chair. He removed his shoes and socks, and neatly placed them under the chair. The Millennium did a lot of bad things to Walter, but it seems that they didn't take his neat and orderly ways. Everything still belonged in its place. Lastly, Walter took off his pants. They too were neatly folded and hung over the back of the chair. Walter then dropped his bored body on his coffin bed. And stared at the ceiling. He was bored, majorly bored.

"Damn! I need something to shag." He sighed.

The misty cloud didn't move until Walter had fallen asleep. Slowly, the cloud drifted down and over to the bed. The cloud become more and more solid as it descended on the unsuspecting sleeper. Walter woke up when he felt himself becoming aroused, very aroused. Walter opened his eyes and look down at his feet.

"What the hell!" he exclaimed, as he sat up.

He saw a small black kitten licking his crotch. He reached down and grabbed the kitten by the scruff of its neck; picking it up and eyeing it suspiciously.

"Where the hell did you come from?" he asked.

The kitten just mewed at him.

"When I said something to shag, I meant a woman!" shouted Walter at the ceiling. "At least you're a girl cat. I'd be pissed if you weren't."

Walter sighed, as he looked back at the kitten.

"Thanks for the wet dream, kitty; but I don't do animals." Informed Walter.

Walter tossed the kitten across the room, as he dismissed it. Walter's face turned to one of surprise when he heard the kitten start laughing. He watched, with stunned curiosity, as the kitten morphed into Seras Victoria. Seras laughed as she landed on her feet, stood up, and smiled as she faced Walter.

"So, you still have SOME morals left after all." Chuckled Seras.

Walter said nothing as he stared at her. Morphing was a high level vampiric skill. One Seras seemed to have mastered. He smiled wickedly as he thought about what this meant.

"You know, Walter." Said Seras, full of confidence and sensuous intent. "I still don't like those boxers."

Walter gave her a very toothy grin.

"Want them off. Come and take them off." He challenged.

"Thought you'd never ask." Said Seras.

Seras smiled as her arms, from the elbows down, became giant claws. Walter's eyes went wide with anticipation and Seras charged at him. He leapt off the bed, readied his wires, and waited for her attack. She was almost on him. He shot out his wires to ensnare her, but …she disappeared. He retracted his wires as they fell to the floor with no prey to net.

"Somebody's been practicing." He commented.

He looked around the room, but he saw no one. He could still feel her presence, but he couldn't tell where she was.

"Here kitty, kitty." He called playfully. "I've got a nice ball of string for you."

"Meow."

Walter looked up and saw Seras hanging from the ceiling.

BAMM!

She hit him with such force, that it drove him to his knees.

"You're still thinking like a human." Taunted Seras.

"Why you friggin' little shit." He exclaimed, wiping the blood from his nose as he stood up. "So you want play, do you?"

Seras fell from the ceiling, with perfect control, and stood in front of him. She grabbed him by his hair.

"No, I want to shag you and when I beat you…"

Seras kissed him hard, biting his lower lip as she did.

"…we will."

With that, Seras punched him in the stomach so hard, that he fell to his knees gasping for air.

"Hm, I just love seeing a man on his knees." Crowed Seras.

"I think you've been hanging out with Mouse too long." Said Walter, finally standing up again. "Makes me wonder just what she's been training you for..."

Walter and Seras circled each other, both waiting for the other to strike first.

"…fighting or ... Tell me Seras, does her carpet match her drapes?"

"Don't know." Said Seras, striking the first blow. "Ask James."

Walter dodged her blow and delivered one of his own to the side of her head. Seras blocked the blow and head butted Walter. Seras took advantage of his surprise, of her fighting skills, and began to beat and claw Walter mercilessly. His wounds healed almost as fast as he received them, but her blows continued to back him up until he fell onto his coffin bed. He growled with pleasure at each wound she gave to him. Each blow was pain unbearable from her razor sharp claws. Each stab of pain a shot to his system that made his blood burn with desire. The fire in her eyes was his signal that she was willing; that she had made her choice. At this, he smiled at her. As he lay there before her, she declared.

"Now your mine."

Seras thrust her right claw at him, but he disappeared. He instantly reappeared behind her. She tried to turn around, but he grabbed her and pinned her to his body. Seras struggled against him, but he held her tighter. She then began to feel something strange. Walter was swaying his hips back and forth, as to an unheard waltz; all the while grinding his need against her.

"Fine by me." Said Walter, as he sniffed her neck with amorous intent. "I am yours."

Seras had been seriously enjoying his administration and attention, when he violently bit deep into her neck. Seras screamed as he sucked her blood. And though she screamed at the pain he was giving her, she didn't pull away. The pain quickly subsided and was replaced by one of great pleasure. Her eyes begin to roll back as she allowed him his succulent dinner. But he had had his fun. Seras slowly reached behind her, then with the speed of a viper, she dug her claws deep into his legs and ripped his flesh away. He released his grip and she pulled away from him. He growled his displeasure at being interrupted and licked the last of her blood from off his lips.

"Not this time Walter." She taunted, as she licked his blood from off her claws. "It's my turn to be on top."

As Walter sucked the last drops of her blood from his lips, he growled with lust full intent. Now he understood why vampires loved virgin blood so much. Their blood was exquisite to taste. It was fresh and new and charged with the goodness that was given at birth. Only when virgins had tasted of the original sin, did that goodness fade and they became tainted. And the thought of exploring, violating, and possessing what no other man, not even Alucard, had touched was driving him mad with lust. He watched with great satisfaction as Seras licked her claws clean of his blood.

"Hmm." she moaned. "Delicious."

All of a sudden, Walter rushed forward and tried to grab her. Seras dodged him, sliding to her left and sank her right claw deep into his back. Walter howled in delicious pain as he looked down at her claws coming out of his stomach. Walter didn't even try to free himself; he just reached behind him and clawed at her face. Seras swore at him as she withdrew her claws. Walter turned and kicked her in the stomach. This time it was she who fell to her knees. Walter grabbed her by the head and forced her face into his crotch.

"Can you smell how much I want you?" he growled with animalistic depravity.

At first, Seras was trying to get her face out of his crotch. But then, she caught a whiff of him; that same musky scent as before, only much much stronger. Suddenly, like a dog after the mailman, Seras bit Walter. Her jaws and fangs crushed him in their grip. Walter roared in lushish agony as Seras marked him as hers. The intense fire of pain, that he happily endured, turned to such ecstasy. With one swift slash of both her claws, Seras stripped Walter of his boxers. He looked down at her and bared his fangs at her. Seras looked up at him and then she stood. Seconds passed as they stared deeply into each others eyes. She could see intent in his and he could see willingness in hers. Then Walter took a step back and Seras looked down. She smiled. He may be old in years, but his vampiric body was that of a young man in his prime and he was more than ready to play. Walter prepared his wires to strike.

"Time to get you out of your clothes." He said.

Seras just raised an eyebrow.

"Let's see if you can."

Walter struck. Seras disappeared. Walter did too. Seconds passed, as the room remained empty. Suddenly, Seras reappeared and fell from the ceiling to the floor. Landing face down as the cold floor greeted her. Walter appeared standing above her and ripped her top coat from her back with his claws. Seras gave Walter a back kick, forcing him away from her. With room to move, she rolled over and stood up. Walter grinned like a demon as he waited for her next strike. Seras gave him a wink and then charged at him. Left punch, right punch, a kick to the groin and another left punch; Seras used all her combat training and her desire to dominate Walter. Seras wanted him to feel every… single… one …of her punches. No more taunting, no more teasing, I am your equal and you are my partner.

But like her, Walter was a solider and had been one for far longer. He blocked her blows and easily countered others. But Seras would not submit, not this time, and she pressed harder her attack. Walter enjoyed Seras' determination, but he wanted her out of those clothes, now. He shot out his wires, completely binding her left leg. Pulling his wires tightly, he shredded her left pant's leg and caused her leg to bleed. Seras countered, not by pulling away, but by running towards him. She full body tackled him to the floor and pinned him there beneath her. She hissed her delight, her fangs ready to strike. She violently wretched his head to the left and sank her fangs into his neck. He winched in pain as she pierced his flesh, but didn't move as she sucked his blood. Walter gave a blissful sigh of erotic pleasure as he allowed Seras to feed from him.

"Heh, heh, Oh, Seras, yes." groaned Walter.

Oh, god. She was giving him such pleasure. It felt so good, so very good. No wonder it was a sin. It just had to be bad to feel so…damn…good. Walter was panting as he sniffed her flesh. The scent of which was driving him mad beyond the point of any control. If he didn't have her soon, he was going to explode.

This girl, no this woman, was freely draining her victim; a thought that thrilled him to no end. But why should she have all the fun? He forced himself into a sitting position; Seras still straddling him. As she drank from him, Walter undressed her. Walter licked at the wound on her throat, as if trying to erase the mark that Anderson had given her. Then he once again sank his fangs into her throat where he had bitten her earlier. Seras stopped feeding and called his name in ecstasy.

"Oh, Walter."

It was his turn now. Seras pulled him even closer and cinched her fingers in his hair. She gently rocked against him as he feed, ever stimulating his now quivering rod of steel. Soon, Walter stopped feeding, he glanced at her eyes, and then he kissed her; sharing her own blood with her as he did. Seras' claws tore into Walter's back as his kiss intensified. A gasp escaped Seras as he forcefully grabbed her ass and squeezed it. Walter broke the kiss and forced Seras onto her back. Seras looked at Walter in waiting anticipation, as her back made contact with the floor. She relished the thought of what was to come, finally Walter would be hers.

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She sighed in great elation as she lay there listening to him call her name. He didn't so much as call her name as he roared it; like a great lion staking claim to his territory. Walter's breathing was heavy and labored as he collapsed on top of her. Soon, their breathing become one as they lay there, still shaking with the aftershocks of their lovemaking.

"Oh, god, Seras. You were so worth waiting for." He said, as he collapsed beside her.

He lay there beside her, not thinking, just breathing. He was so utterly …satisfied, that there were no words. He just looked down at her, as he felt her crawl up beside him, and lay her head on his chest. He said nothing, but reached down and stroked her hair.

"I'm so glad that you were my first." whispered Seras.

Walter pulled her closer and kissed the top of her head. Soon they were both asleep, their hunger fully satisfied.

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Alucard chuckled to himself as he watched them from the shadows. He had found it a strange delight to watch his dark child learn the ways of men; but that only brought her one step closer to him. Seras was now awakening. She had fed, she had shagged, and soon, very soon, she will become family.