Placing a hand over her's, he tilted his head, closing his eyes, brushing her lips with his, displaying the most gentle care he could muster, Alucard proceeded. The air she released from her lips softly touched his face as she remained still. His other white gloved hand was now placed at her neck, beneath her long hair. She smiled faintly, her lips closed, moving her chin upwards, raising her lips closer.

"It would mean nothing, Alucard." Her stern voice said to him.

He groaned, stepping away from Integra, sitting back down in the chair in front of her. His arms folded as his legs crossed, his sanguine colored eyes looking at her with that same, wide, arrogant grin. He bowed his head to her, beginning to laugh. She too returned the laughter lightly, taking another cigar. It took no supernatural ability for her to know what Alucard was thinking, what he would now announce.

"Still, it would mean less from anyone else."

Alucard watched as she lit and smoked, placing her elbow on the adjacent desk with the lit cigar, letting it be held near her face as her other arm rested on her lap. The silence between them had always said as much as words could, if not more, if not the silence itself, how the couple looked eye to eye with complete comfort and ease.

"Is Hellsing the only reason you refuse to take lovers, Master? Or are you afraid? Something I never knew about you. I know the men you see daily desire you, you are quite a woman."

"Afraid they will cause trouble within Hellsing, is one matter, another causing excess emotion and conflict that is not needed here, nor do I have any want or need for a lover. There is no need for flattery, either, I don't care wether I look beautiful nor repulsive. That is not my place in this world."

"Excuses, Miss Hellsing."

"What are you implying?" She sneered.

He watched her heavily inhale from the cigar, again her muscles seemed to tense with unease. It fascinated him, he could nearly make physical contact with her, she trusted him enough never to take any advantage of her, or make any action she would be opposed to, still, inner thoughts made her defensive and cautious.

"You are merely twenty-four, and all you have had is one kiss from a thing that would never tell you 'no'. It was such a plain, innocent, child-like kiss." He smiled, bearing his fangs after speaking, watching her closely. "You were a lady by laws, then. You sat on the edge of your bed, with your hands next to your knees, you never closed your eyes. You were like a frightened little girl, acting as strong as she knew how, just like the day we had the pleasure of meeting. You did not fear me as a monster, a demon, you knew I would never harm you, you feared me as a male...Miss Hellsing"

Muscles in her face flinched as he spoke, she breathed heavier, finishing her cigar rapidly. Her lips opened slightly, only to close into a small, short, smile. For a quick moment, Integra looked away, looking at the portrait of her father, sighing. She felt and did as she was taught how, she were instructed all of her years on how to be strong, cold, intelligent, and how to be a perfect leader. Ah, she was very good at dismissing thoughts of intimacy until Alucard spoke to her, no one else would dare approach the subject. Integra crushed the end of the cigar into an ashtray. Returning her gaze to Alucard, her eyes softened, looking at his face beneath the wide brimmed hat.

"It interferes as much as you allow it to, Integra."