Perverse.

Alucard groaned audibly as he slumped back into his dungeon throne. His articulate voice reduced to nothing but base noises that rolled unintelligibly across his once silver tongue.

His right arm lay languidly against the armrest, despite the unbearable pain, which unaware to the young woman clasping his naked hand was tenuously close to pleasure.

"Alucard, how did you do this?" she demanded.

If anyone else had heard Integra's question they may have misinterpreted it as compassion but it was just simple irritation towards her beast. Integra was no longer a child, but she was still yet to be a woman, even so in the short years since she'd awakened Alucard she'd come used to his childish antics. Many days she simply ignored the vampire but today she was feeling particularly magnanimous, as she had found herself with a free day for the first time in ages.

"Well?" She pried, impatience marring her normally emotionless voice.

Covering his face with his free hand he groaned in remembrance, but would not speak of it. Integra gave up asking seeing as the unintelligible grumbles would be her only answer. Her eyebrows furrowed as she moved his fingers and hand around, twisting it beneath the sole candle light in the sparse dungeon. He sat silently, feeling Integra's nimble fingers ply at the tip of his index finger, seeing this his eyelids drooped and his fangs clenched, his Master had a surprisingly gentle touch and it was beginning to drive him crazy.

"Alucard I can't get it out, I'll have to go get tweezers."

Integra made a motion to rise from her knees and relinquish that deliciously tender grip of his hand. When Alucard, whom previously had remained inanimate clasped hold of her wrist in desperate abandon. Immediately upon realizing his impulsive action he composed himself and dropped her wrist,

"Sir Integra, my Master, if you leave you may forget to return."

Integra scowled, although internally acknowledging the truth in his words, she huffed and gave a subtle eye roll that Alucard did not miss, and grabbed his hand once more.

She looked down at the large cold hand within her own and frowned slightly as the only solution to this issue, occurred to her. Sighing she leaned down and glanced large blue eyes up towards scarlet, demanding obedience, she said,

"Do not don't move, Alucard."

And with that she looked back down at his hand and slowly pulled it up to her face.

Alucard's entire body convulsed as Integra's supple lips rested against his finger. Her tongue running across the sensitive flesh, searching lightly, for the small flick of wood imbedded within the pad of his finger.

His face found itself behind his free hand again, hiding what he knew, was a very inappropriate expression and would be perceived as shameful by his master.

The tumultuous and sexually perverse grin behind his fingers made his handsome face twist with predatory glee. Integra's light suckling against his finger caused a long forgotten primal urge to surge within his normally cold being. Closely followed by supernatural warmth that spread throughout his body from the source of her lips against his flesh.
Alucard suppressed a satisfied groan knowing it would cause his master to stop with disgust, especially if she discovered the sick pleasure he gained at her benevolence. Seeing the sultry curve of her lips clasped on the end of his finger accompanied by the small nips of her teeth as she searched for the small shard of wood was too much for him. He pressed his face into his hand and his fingers pressed roughly onto his temple as he began to writhe beneath his self-control.

Suddenly he felt the small splinter shift in the pad of his finger as Integra's tongue hit it, momentarily pausing her work, this caused Alucard to open his eyes again and look down the end of his arm. Her expression was focused and she seemed impervious to any impure thought. This realization only made his restraint weaken even more as his arousal tightened at the pit of his stomach.

Then she began to purposefully nip in an attempt to pull out the abomination then sucked lightly in an attempt to coax out the splinter even more. Integra repeated this process over and over, each time it became rougher and desperate as a result of her own irritated impatience. Whatever small semblance of control Alucard had grasped onto at the beginning of this experience was gone, another harsh scrape of her teeth accompanied by a lick and suck made his hips buck and a strangled grunt escape his lips.

If Integra noticed this she gave no indication.

Minutes passed and somehow Alucard regained his silence, the pain of restraining himself was intoxicating to the sadistic creature, but the occasionally twist and buck of his hips was unavoidable as he need for something else became more and more apparent.

Finally, Integra pulled her mouth from his finger.

Spitting the annoying splinter to the dungeon floor. She looked back up at her vampire and suppressed the surprise shock that seized her chest at seeing the disheveled and somewhat sated appearance of Alucard. Although, Integra knew that was far from true, as her gaze had skimmed across his legs and seen the uncomfortable bulge beneath the tight black pants. His hat had fallen to the ground at some point and his glasses sat precariously at the tip of his nose. His eyes were a hungry red beneath a façade of dull satisfaction and his lazy grin glinted in the low light of the dungeon as he watched her.

"You are a pathetic, perverted, and depraved beast, Alucard."

She said in her usual disinterested tone, as she dropped his hand immediately and turned to leave. But then paused, as she heard his haughty chuckle consume her, touching her all over like some perverted shadow. Still laughing darkly she then heard his low aristocratic baritone as he responded,

"Desperately, My Master."