Originally titled "Rachel Bleaches Bullet," this is an idea that was meant to be a one-shot for these two but spiraled out of control soon after. No warnings for this story apply at all, but I will make sure to put up disclaimers as to which couplings are involved in each chapter.

This fic will feature M/F, M/M, and F/F pairings. No one is safe :^)

It's a normal day at the Alucard manor; peaceful and serene as all days should be. Rachel lays splayed out in her bedding, naked save for a thin lace negligee that does little to hide her figure. She had nighties of varying color and style hanging in her wardrobe for lazy evenings, and for such an idle evening like tonight, a more risqué negligee was in order to let her skin breathe. Alas, if only Ragna were here; her darling boy would hardly allow her to relax if he saw her like this.

Rachel flips her loose hair over her shoulders as she rolls over in her bed, letting out a bored sigh. She appreciates days like these, but they tend to get awfully dull. Without Ragna here, she has no one to banter with, no one to lark about with in the gardens, and most importantly no mutt to spoil with her affections. She has half a mind to teleport to Earth right now and distract him from whatever chaos he's creating with her charms, but she has little will to leave this comfy bed. Perhaps tomorrow she'll bother him if he doesn't come here first. Honestly, he should be grateful that he has a beautiful partner to spend time with, the brute; he truly is a spoiled brat.

Rachel nevertheless pouts and rolls again, this time onto her stomach. She'll see Ragna soon enough; she just hopes it will be sooner than later. She may as well curl up with a book until Valkenhayn finishes dinner or perhaps see what's on TV. She has to do something.

Rachel is about to float off of her bed to fetch a thick novel from her bookshelf but stops when she hears a crash followed by tumbling footsteps. They were heavy and rapidly encroaching on her room. Rachel summons a satin robe from her wardrobe to drape over her body before hovering a little ways to the center of the floor. She can hear Valkenhayn yelling at whoever barged into the manor to stop, but it was to no avail as the owner of those heavy feet yell back at him with agitated fervor.

"Go back to your cage and piss off, you old mutt, I gotta talk to your master!"

Although it isn't Ragna's, Rachel recognizes that voice and relaxes, relieved at least that it isn't an intruder. It's Bullet, the merc girl with the strength of ten men and the wit of half of one. How Rachel managed to befriend such a brick-headed child she doesn't know, but despite Bullet's naivete and daftness, Rachel didn't find her as annoying as the other women she had the misfortune of knowing.

Rachel doesn't budge when she sees her bedroom door swing open and Bullet stomp into her room, panting and covered in debris. Twigs and leaves cling to her ashen hair while dirt smudges her clothes and skin. Rachel grimaces at this but says nothing about it for now.

"Forgive me, Madame for disturbing your rest..." Valkenhayn catches up to her door, red in the face from anger and exertion. "Allow me to dispose of this child for you posthaste."

Bullet scurries away from Valkenhayn to avoid his deadly grasp. "Go, sit, heel, bad dog!" She yells, finger pointed her way at him. "You need someone to muzzle you! C'mon, Miss Rachel, back me up here!"

"Valkenhayn..." Rachel sighs. "Leave her to me, I shall deal with her myself."

Valkenhayn gave Bullet a black look.

"Are you positive, Madame?"

"Yes," Says Rachel plainly. "Finish preparing dinner and then you may retire for the evening. I will straighten her out."

Valkenhayn attempts to ignore Bullet's gnarled stare by thanking Rachel with a bow and turning tail, closing the door behind him.

"Hmph, serves him right..." Bullet huffs as she turns her attention towards Rachel. "Anyway, Rachel, I-!"

"Halt." Rachel raises her finger to silence Bullet. "Leave my room and enter it again. The correct way."

"Huh...?" Bullet looks around and then notices where she is. "Oh yeah, my bad!"

Rachel watches her retreat back to the hallway before closing the door behind her. A few seconds pass before she hears a knock and Bullet's queer way of asking permission to enter.

"Shave and a haircut?"

Rachel allows it with a roll of her eyes.

"Come in."

Bullet busts through again but not before clumsily kicking her boots off at the door, remembering another lesson they had about shoe etiquette. She then closes it back and runs up to Rachel again.

"Now..." Rachel begins. "Is there a good reason why you hopped the fence again? Did I not tell you to use the door the next time you decide to come here unannounced?"

"Yeah, but this was really important!" Bullet exclaims. "Like, super urgent!"

"Did they cancel that old program of yours? Mutant something or other?"

"No! God no! I'd sooner die than let that happen!" Bullet visibly shivers at the thought. "It's something else! I saw a movie last night while I was watching TV, and I need to tell you about it!"

"Oh?" Rachel scoffs. "Well, out with it then. There must be a reason why you barged into my quarters and crushed my rose bushes."

Bullet mulls over her thoughts for a moment before shouting out whatever it is that's on her mind.

"Girls can bone other girls!"

Rachel silently absorbs this information and considers her options. She can either kick Bullet out and zap her back to whence she came or humor her inane discovery to make this day go by faster. She debated heavily with herself and decides, with much deliberation, to allow this charade to go on for just a while longer.

"Is that right?"

"Yeah, they were going at it like me and Bang! Grinding, humping, and doing all the usual stuff just without a wiener thrown in there! Wild, isn't it?"

"Yes, yes…" Rachel pinches the bridge of her nose. "Is that all you came to tell me? That women can have sex?"

"Uh…" Bullet gives it some thought. "Yeah, pretty much."

"I see." Rachel snaps her fingers and lets a gust of frigid wind open her door again.

"Leave."

"Huh? Already?"

"I've entertained you long enough," Rachel says. "Leave or else I'll have Valkenhayn escort you out."

"But I just got here! Can't we just hang out and eat fancy little cakes out in the courtyard or something?"

"Well, Bullet, as you can see…" Rachel motions at her attire. "I'm in no mood for anything that doesn't involve my bed. If you believe you can provide more riveting entertainment than what's sitting on my bookshelf at the moment, then perhaps I'll let you stay."

"I really don't wanna walk all the way back to Wadatsumi…" Bullet places her finger on her chin and hums to herself. "Man, the one time I don't bring Mouse Trap with me this happens…"

Rachel lacks the patience to wait for Bullet to come up with an answer and is about to blow her out the door until the younger woman finally proposes an idea.

"I know! Let's do what I saw in that movie last night!"

Rachel stares at Bullet's bright, boisterous, and expectant face, happily waiting for her friend's answer. The vampire can only stand there, wide-eyed and unable to tear her sight away from Bullet.

"You're…serious?"

"Yeah. I mean, it looked fun, and you wanna stay in bed, so why not?"

Rachel thinks about it. She prefers men and thus has no interest in women, but she can still admire the beauty of a fellow maiden without issue. The thought of actually bedding one however is something that never crossed her mind until now. Bullet is an attractive girl; busty, curvaceous, and athletic. If she were to have sex with any woman, Bullet would be a good choice. This sort of experimentation would definitely ease her boredom, but should she really go for it?

Before Rachel can consider it more, Bullet is already stripping out of her uniform.

"I don't recall agreeing to this yet…" Rachel gripes.

"You weren't talkin' for a while so I thought I'd go first." Bullet pulls down her shorts and spats, revealing a black pair of cotton panty briefs. "Oh sorry, did you wanna? I can think of something else if you're not up for it."

Rachel, having decided that she had nothing better to do, allows the girl to finish undressing.

"You may proceed." She waves her off and then shrugs off her robe. Ragna probably won't mind.

"Cool," Bullet kicks her shorts away from her feet and rolls the top that hugs her breasts over her chest and head, exposing herself. Rachel has to admit that she likes what she sees.

"I see..." Rachel mutters to herself and then beckons Bullet to come to her with a curl of her finger. "Now over here, Bullet. I mean it when I say I want to stay in bed."

"Rodger dodger!" Bullet quickly joins her in bed. Rachel settles into her comforter by laying across the sheets while Bullet sits cross-legged, her eyes dancing across Rachel's body. Not one to be shy, Rachel turns to her side and twirls a lock of hair around her finger, showing off to Bullet her perky breasts and flat belly.

"Well?" The vampire drums her fingers along the mattress with her free hand. "Won't you show me what those women were doing in that movie?"

"Oh! Um..." Bullet blinks and then blushes a little, her gaze shifting between Rachel's body and her own clenching fists. "They kissed each other a lot at first..."

"I figured," Rachel smirks. "You're not getting shy, are you?"

"I-I can't help it!" She exclaims. "Those big poofy dresses you wear hide a lot on you..."

"Oh? Do you like what you see?"

"Y-Yeah... Your boobs are bigger than I thought," She looks at her again. "And your butt is huge..."

"You are not the first to say so." Rachel hums. "I like your figure as well. That ogre you call a lover should count his blessings." She then sits up on her knees to shuffle towards Bullet, making her tense up when Rachel presses her smaller body flush against her own. "And I suppose right now I should count mine. You've piqued my interest with your proposition." She brushes away some hair that clings to Bullet's lips and licks her fangs. "If you are so shy, would you mind if I take the lead?"

"N-No," Bullet shakes her head. "Go ahead..."

Rachel leans forwards, lips puckered and eyes fluttering. Bullet is stiff and unyielding at first but reciprocates when Rachel swipes at her mouth, parting lips revealing a pink tongue that presses into Rachel's. Relaxing into her, Rachel embraces Bullet the same way she would Ragna by holding her neck and nibbling on her tongue. It tastes like processed juice and fruit snacks, a saccharine flavor Rachel would find overwhelming if not for her curiosity getting the best of her. Still, it's better than nothing, and Rachel rakes her teeth over Bullet's tongue as she sucks it into her mouth, drawing a moan from her that is promptly swallowed by Rachel.

Bullet loses the strength in her core to keep herself upright and collapses back on the mattress, inadvertently bringing Rachel with her. Amused, Rachel adjusts herself on her body before parting from her, breasts pressed tightly against Bullet's as she looks down at the younger girl with a seductive leer.

"Am I too much for you, darling?"

"No, it's just..." She turns her head, bashful. "You're a really good kisser..."

"Naturally," Rachel smirks then sits up to straddle her. "But kissing and cuddling is so drab, don't you think?"

"Um," Bullet watches her, eyes visibly shifting between her eyes and breasts. "Is it?"

"I'm sure those girls did other things besides just kiss." Rachel cocks her head, coy when she slides delicate hands down Bullet's neck and clavicle. "Something much more stimulating, maybe? What else did they do?"

Bullet's gaze follows the path of Rachel's hands, body squirming when they make contact with her breasts, slender fingers brushing past dark nipples. Rachel likes that and holds her tits in her hands or at least tries to. They're too big and heavy for her to get a good grip on them, but they're still plenty fun to play with.

"They," Bullet swallows thickly. "They were touching each other like this..."

Rachel scales her body, now fixated on the girl's chest. "You don't say..."

Bullet is quiet when Rachel helps herself to her right nipple, tongue flitting about her skin as her hands knead her breasts together. She can see why Ragna likes pawing at her chest the way he does; this is certainly something she can get used to doing if they're to make this a routine.

Feeling smug and confident in herself, Rachel sucks Bullet's teat into her mouth to roll it around with her tongue, nipping it with love bites and soft drags of her fangs that has the girl beneath her moaning. She laughs at that and pinches the nipple she isn't mouthing at, twisting it and tweaking it to get more noises out of her.

"Ah..." Bullet squirms beneath her. "That feels really good."

"Mmm..." Rachel lifts her head, swirls her tongue around her areola. She gives it one last lingering suck before letting it fall from her mouth. "You're shaking, my dear."

"...Sorry," Bullet closes her eyes, embarrassed, but is taken hold of by Rachel who takes her chin in her fingers.

"That's okay, you're enjoying yourself." She climbs back over her, refusing to break their gaze. "And I am as well."

"Are we gonna, um... Do more?"

"Do you like it this much, being with another woman?" Rachel kisses her cheek, her chin, and down her neck before coming back to her lips again. "Are you getting wet for me?"

"Ugh, do you have to say it like that?" Bullet melts into her despite her frown. " You're making me feel all hot and shit..."

"Good," Rachel kisses her, molds her lips to hers. "No need to be so shy," She dips her tongue in her mouth. "Nothing wrong with being a little curious."

"No," Bullet kisses back, hands bracing Rachel's sides. "I wouldn't think so..."

Rachel makes out with Bullet deeply then, turned on by racing thoughts that make her cunt ache and her eyes glance at her nightstand where pretty toys of all shapes and sizes called for her. She supposes she can find something in there that'll satisfy them both.

"Ooh, hold on one moment," Rachel parts from Bullet to stand, feeling giddy. "I think I have something we can play with."

"Eh?" Bullet follows her with her eyes when Rachel struts to the side of her bed. "Like what?"

"I wouldn't think those girls just used their hands and mouths, correct?" Rachel draws a toy from her underwear drawer; a pink silicone phallus domed at both ends. It's a favorite of hers that she uses when she wants it in both holes and shamelessly flaunts it to Bullet. "Did you see anything like this?"

"Not that I remember," Bullet sits up. "You wanna use that?"

"Why not? I think it'd be fun," Rachel climbs back on the bed to rub up against her. "A big strong girl like you isn't intimidated by this little thing, are you?"

"Hah! As if!" Bullet crosses her arms, trying to look tough. "But, uh... Are you sure? I never had anything like that before..."

"Really? It's no different from the real thing," Rachel sits herself in Bullet's lap. "Long, thick, hard ," She thumbs the tip a little. "The perfect fit."

Rachel sees the uncertainty in Bullet's eyes and decides to kiss it away. She'll work her up to it; she just has to loosen her up a little is all.

After much kissing and licking that starts at Bullet's lips and ends at her fuzzy pubis, Rachel helps herself to the split between her legs. She indulges in her like she did her mouth and hums at her taste. It's sweet and mild, so she licks her again and then some more, dragging her tongue over her hole, her clit, unable to resist.

"A-Ah..." Bullet writhes against the sheets. "Miss Rachel, that's..."

"What a sweet cunt you have, dear girl. Your taste is nothing short of divine." Rachel doesn't break eye contact when she sucks on her clit. "Are you enjoying yourself? Do you like it when I play with you here~?"

"Yeah... Yeah, I do," She arches her back, voice small and virginal. "Please don't stop. I like it when you kiss me down there..."

"I can tell. You're dripping wet." Rachel replaces her tongue with her fingers. "You suck them in so easily, amora . It's almost like you're afraid to let me go." She props her head in her hand and thrusts two digits into her, deep and slow, raking short nails over her g-spot. "Is that it, dear? Do you enjoy my attention so much you can't stand to be without my company anymore? I never knew you'd have such a needy little hole."

"I-It's cuz, you...!" Bullet moans loudly, cutting herself off. "Oh God, oh God..."

"Are you almost there?" Rachel goes faster, smiling like a devil. "So soon? I'd expect more energy from you, soldier."

"Sorry, you're just so good at it," Bullet takes a deep breath. "It usually takes Bang a minute to get me going with his mouth..."

That's certainly an indulgence to her ego Rachel didn't expect to enjoy.

"Figures even I would be better than that cretin in bed," Rachel rolls her eyes, but maintains her smirk. "Although I'm not surprised. It only makes sense that a girl would know what another girl wants," She moves her hand faster. "Yes, it shouldn't take long at all with how tightly you cling to me." She stares at Bullet's face, now scrunched up in pleasure. She's almost tempted to give Bullet her release now, but decides to tease the girl a little while longer.

"But that will not be by my hand... At least for now." Rachel withdraws from her quickly, denying her the chance. "Let's get down to business, shall we?"

"Agh! Dammit..." Bullet claws at the sheets, trembling, line of slick coming with the older woman's fingers. "You really gonna leave me hanging like this?"

"Tut, tut, no need for attitude. Sex isn't a race, you know." Rachel grabs for her toy again. "If I weren't so nice, I'd leave you here to fend for yourself~"

"I-I'll be good, promise!" Bullet keeps her legs spread for her. "Do whatever you want, I don't care!"

"That's a good girl," Rachel pats her thigh. "Now sit back and relax. I'll have you seeing stars in just a moment~"

Bullet is expectant and lets Rachel approach her with the dildo. She holds it against Bullet's pussy to tease her, circling her clit with it, enjoying the squelch of her flesh. Bullet whines a little at that, a silent plea for more, and Rachel decides to give the girl mercy by giving her what she needs. Bullet watches Rachel fill her with bated breath and anxiously follows the curve of her dildo with her hips, aching to get fucked.

"It's no wonder that brute is so head over heels for you, Bullet. It's so very lovely seeing how good you take me," She thrusts in and out, slow and steady, watching the lady merc's face. "Any more play, and I may fall for you as well~"

"Oh God, Miss Rachel..." She throws her head back, flushed in her cheeks. "You're gonna make me bust if you talk like that..."

"Ah, fear not, dear Bullet, I'm nearly at my limit, too," Rachel tongues her fangs, sitting up to mount the cherry tip of her toy. "Let me join you, amora , you tempt me so much with this pretty kitty~"

"You mean you're gonna...?" Bullet's voice catches in her throat, eyes locked onto the dildo that splits Rachel's bald lips apart. "Oh... Oh wow..."

"Mmm..." Rachel slides down, pussy slowly descending towards Bullet's, moaning like a whore once her clit pushes into her guest's quim. Bullet bucks into her then and cries out, jostling their toy, trying to get Rachel to move with her.

"Please Miss Rachel, hurry, hurry..." Bullet whines, impatient like a child. Rachel considers teasing her for it but is too turned on to go through with it. "I wanna come so bad! Are you gonna...move with me, too...?"

"Of course, love, you think I'd let you have all the fun?" Rachel rocks into her, purrs at the way their clits touch. "Watch me, dear, when I go up, you move with me," Rachel demonstrates the motion to Bullet so she can get an idea of what she has in mind for her. "Understand?"

"Uh-huh..." Bullet takes her words to heart and follows her lead. "On it..."

Rachel is happy with Bullet's compliance and lets her body do the talking this time. They rock into each other at a rhythm that gets both girls going, twisting and bouncing on the dildo until it grows slick with drool. The pleasure brought on by their curiosity thrills them enough to ignore anything that doesn't involve their stuffed cunts, so they help each other out, changing positions, kissing and touching, unable to keep their hands to themselves.

After a long, exhausting day of ripping up buildings and dropping bodies, Ragna is finally ready to take a nap. As he stomps through the halls of his partner's estate, hands in his pockets, eyes droopy from lack of sleep, the only thing on Ragna's mind was a warm bed and Rachel's company. He hardly gave Valkenhayn the time of day when he first stomped his way into the castle and made a beeline to the second floor where Rachel's bedroom was, ignoring the old wolf's voice by shoving his fingers in his ears. He's in no mood to exchange bad faith with him; he wants Rachel and he won't let Valkenhayn's leathery ass keep him from her.

"Aw man," The weight of the world lifts from Ragna's shoulders once he finds her bedroom. "Can sleep for a fuckin' week..." He grabs for the door handle and turns it once. "Yo, Rach, your little ass home? Boogieman's comin' to getcha-"

Ragna walks inside, expecting his girlfriend on the bed with a book, and while he did see Rachel on her bed, he didn't expect to see Bullet with her as well, sucking on her asshole as she worked a dildo into Rachel's pussy. The sight provokes an immediate response within Ragna that makes his cock twitch, but the absurdity of Rachel having sex with a hard-bodied bitch like Bullet is too much for him to comprehend.

Ragna feels his eyes roll into his head as he falls ass backwards to the floor, the pitter patter of scampering feet the last thing he hears before falling unconscious.

Yes, Ragna will be fucking both of them next chapter.