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Oxford Not Brogues
Chapter Ten
"I don't care for your driving." Sebastian comments as he sits in the passenger seat of Stewart's car. "For the most part, you're slow and while you do technically obey traffic laws, you have the tendency of overpassing stop signs or stopping a few seconds too late at a red light. If I were human, I would find your driving to be quite alarming and unsafe." If Captain Stewart is angry about the demon's criticism, he doesn't let it show.
"Supposedly you're 'incredibly fast'. Get out and run if you don't like my driving." The captain scoffs but in a calm voice. A grin pulls at Sebastian's lips, amused by the human's response.
"I was ordered by my master to accompany you to Williams' residents, not to race you there." The demon purrs.
"Do you always do everything she tells you?" Stewart snickers while keeping his eyes on the road.
"I wouldn't be a very good dog if I didn't obey the simplest of orders." Sebastian replies before glancing down at the gloves that bind him to the Hellsing family. "Besides, there is no real room to disobey."
"A dog, eh?" Stewart repeats as a wide smile crosses over his face and he openly laughs. "So, what are you really? A vampire like that other one?"
"I'm curious," Sebastian speaks and shifts his head to study Stewart. "What sets me apart from Alucard and Miss. Victoria, that makes you question my breed?"
"Miss. Victoria?" The captain repeats. "You mean that girl…"
"The one you berated? Yes, she would be Miss. Victoria." The demon interrupts with a hint of annoyance in the tone of his voice.
"She's a vampire?" He asks, sounding in disbelief.
"Yes," Sebastian answers with a nod. It's silent for a moment or two until the captain breaks that silence.
"Huh," He hums and shakes his head. "Never would've known. She looks so…human and…normal."
"Miss. Victoria hasn't gone through the full transformation as of yet. As of right now, she is neither fully human nor fully monster. To better simplify it, she has one foot in each world." Michaelis explains.
"Full transformation?" The human repeats, looking all the more confused. "Doesn't a vampire have to bite her and that's it?"
"No," Sebastian snickers and shakes his head. "There's more to it. Yes, Alucard had to bite her to…initiate the transformation, but he also has to feed her some of his blood in order to alter her DNA. However, Alucard doesn't want to force her down that path; he wants her to choose what life she wants, so he hasn't given her his blood yet."
"So…in order for her to become a full vampire, she has to drink Alucard's blood?" Stewart asks.
"Or drain the blood from a being." Sebastian adds with a frown while he's stares out the window. "Which she'll never do."
"You sound disappointed." The captain chuckles with a small grin. Furrowing his brows together, the demon glances over at the human. "Are you worried that she won't want to be a vampire and choose not to have a long life with you in it?" The demon shoots him a dark glare, though that doesn't keep the human from laughing. "That explains some things, like the way you kept looking at her and smiling." The look in Sebastian's eyes darken as he clenches his jaw. "Who knew. Men are always the same, whether they're human or monster. We're always going to chase after the women that drive us crazy."
"I'll ask again," Sebastian desperately tries getting off this inane subject. How dare a human imply that I have developed feelings for a fledgling. How utterly appalling. "What sets me apart from Alucard and Seras that makes you certain that I'm a different breed from them?"
"A feeling mostly." Stewart responds as the smile disappears from his face. A look of discomfort glimmers in his eyes as he focuses on the road, avoiding looking in the demon's direction. "Alucard is…" The human is hesitant to admit how scary the elder vampire is; he's far too proud to admit being scared. Shifting in his seat, he continues. "Anyway, there's just a different feeling for you. You feel more…sinister. I definitely noticed a negative feeling in that room and I'm positive it was because of you. Hell, that feeling followed me to the car." This brings the crooked smile back to the demon's lips and he chuckles.
"Most humans feel that way around me " Sebastian purrs. "That's because I'm not a vampire, but a demon." Once again, it's silent for a moment before the human says anything.
"Christ," He murmurs under his breath. "That does not bode well for me." The captain makes light of the situation and laughs softly.
"Why do you say that?" The demon asks as he stares at the human in mild interest.
"Well, if you're real, then I guess that basically proves heaven and hell, God and angels are real." Stewart responds. "Overall, I try to be good. I do my job well. I put away men that have done such horrible things that it would probably make you squirm." The human gestures at him. Unlikely, Sebastian thinks to himself, but allows the human continue. "But doing your job well, putting away horrible people, doesn't make you a good person. I may not be a criminal, but I have done despicable things." The smile once more vanishes from the human's face as he thinks about all the wrong he has done in his life. "I was a lousy husband…and father. Whenever…Darlene and I got into a fight…Well, I can be a real dick. Lose control of myself and…" He shudders. "I would feel…terrible every time I did. I would apologize profusely, tell her how much I loved her, buy her gifts. I knew…how…toxic my behavior was…but…I didn't want to lose her. I loved her so god damn much."
At first, Sebastian is dismayed that the human is using him as a therapist or priest to discuss his past problems, as if he would be able to clean away the filth from his soul. But, after hearing some of the things he said, the demon couldn't help but think of a certain someone. He couldn't imagine hitting Seras no matter how angry she would make him. From then on, during that whole conversation, this is all Sebastian can think about. Exhibiting that same toxic behavior, imagining the tears of anguish and pain running down Seras' face, and the guilt that would inevitably come. Despite him seeing her as strictly as a sex toy, he doesn't ever want to hurt her.
"I was the same way with my little girl." Stewart admits, sounding ever so shameful and disappointed in himself. "I would hit her whenever she made me angry. Started when she was about four or five, and I kept doing it until she was about nine. Thankfully, at that point, Darlene had enough. She divorced me, took my kid, and moved to Ireland." Sebastian looks at the man, seeing the genuine smile on his face and the pleased look in his eyes.
"Thankfully?" Sebastian repeats as he studies the genuine happiness on the human's face. "You're not mad or depressed that your wife fled and took your offspring from you?" The captain takes a quick glimpse at him before looking back at the road.
"No, I'm thankful." He elaborates. "If they had stayed…Well, I was making their life a living hell. And…maybe one day, I could have…hit too hard and killed one or both of them. No. This is for the best. I miss them, but…I hope they're happy and living their best lives without me." The demon is stunned and is only capable of staring at the human. Not many humans can surprise me, but he is definitely one. "I'm sorry about how I treated your friend…or…girlfriend, whatever she is to you." He apologizes. "It's not your problem or hers, but I have trouble…" He trails off to think of the right words. "Working with the opposite sex. I just think certain jobs are for men and certain jobs are for women, and her questioning me and theorizing…got under my skin. And I'm sorry for how I treated her."
"That's an apology you owe her, not me, and regardless, I don't care." Sebastian responds coldly. But that icy response earns him a chuckle from the human.
"If you don't care, then why were you so quick to defend her?" Stewart asks him. "You stood by your woman, and now you're denying it? Clearly, you two aren't a couple yet, but you've definitely got it bad." The demon lifted a brow at the vague human.
"What exactly do I have?" Sebastian asks, just knowing he's going to regret asking.
"Feelings." Stewart snickers. "You're an idiot in love."
"That's completely absurd." Sebastian scoffs and turns his head to glare out the window. "I'm a demon. I don't possess feelings, like the average human, and I certainly don't feel love."
"Whatever you say." The captain chuckles while shaking his head, not buying a single word of it. "Listen, when you let go of this demon shit and realize you do have feelings, make sure you treat her right. You don't want to lose her; it'll hurt you more than you would think."
"I am through with talking about this." Sebastian states calmly. "I don't care what you have lost and I don't care to hear what you think to be wisdom. I am a demon. I don't fall in love, especially with idiotic, little fledglings." Stewart frowns at the demon's words and remains silent for the remainder of the drive, much to Sebastian's relief.
The captain pulls his car out front of Williams' house. It's located on a dodgy looking street that probably sees its fair share of crime. Climbing out of the car, the demon takes a good look at the old house. Paint is peeling off the boards. From here, the demon can hear the hundreds of termites eating away at the porch. There is most definitely something living in the attic from the clawing sounds he can hear. Lastly, he knows for a fact that the occupant is dead inside because he smells the corpse from here.
"We're too late. Williams is already dead." Sebastian informs the captain. Closing the car door, the demon approaches the house.
"What? How do you know that? Did you use your super speed? Fuck! Did you already search the house?! How?!" Stewart gets visibly annoyed as he slams his car door shut and follows the demon.
"I haven't searched the house yet. I can smell him from out here. He's been dead for at least several days." Sebastian responds. "I'll see if the target left any clues while you contact Walter and request for the cleanup crew to be sent out to our location."
"Bossy prick," Stewart mumbles under his breath as he turns on his heel and heads back to his car. Since the front door is unlocked, Sebastian is able to waltz in, and the inside doesn't look any better than the outside. It's trashed on the inside, and the demon is positive it looked like this before someone broke in and murdered Williams.
There's hardly any furniture and the furniture he did have was cheap. Crumbled papers, plastic wrappers, beer bottles and cans littered the floor in just about every room the demon could see. The dark green sofa is covered in questionable stains. In the kitchen, dining room, and living room Sebastian can find stacks upon stacks of dirty dishes, as if he goes out to buy more so he can refrain from doing the dishes. Just like at the last crime scene, Sebastian finds the victim hanging from his neck in the living room with his intestines on the floor. It appears Seras was right. Their target is going after Evans' friends. A twisted smile graces the demon's lips while pride shines in his eyes.
"Oh, she is most definitely getting a reward." The demon purrs before he shifts his slowly hardening cock in his pants. Knowing that she was right, that she may have a brilliance to her he hadn't seen in her before, turns him on. I ache to fuck my oh so brilliant girl.
Behind the hanging man, written on the wall in blood, is another message.
Do not fail me again or this will be you.
Sebastian' eyes take in the words, noting how the shape of each letter is written by their target. With his significant eyes, he couldn't detect a single fingerprint, which tells him that the target wore gloves to write the message. His eyes then flicker to the dead man swaying in his noose. No body glitter this time. The demon notices as he scans the body, searching for the smallest of clues. Not even a single hair. Is our target bald or is he just extremely careful? The demon frowns at the lack of evidence before he suddenly detects something. It's an extremely faint scent beneath the stench of death and decay. A scent so faint that even if the room didn't smell of death, a human still wouldn't be able to smell it.
Closing his eyes, the demon sniffs again, trying to capture the scent and think about what it is he's smelling. Sugary and some type of…chemical. Perhaps a chemical for cleaning? Sebastian's brows furrow together at that unusual combination. For the life of him, he can't place it. Was this scent here before the murder or did the target leave traces of himself behind after all? Why would he smell sugary and like chemicals? Eventually, the demon gives up trying to figure out the scent at that moment. There's no possible way he could forget what it smells like, so he'll just have to figure it out later. Leaving the living room, he decides to search the rest of the house.
In what only takes seconds for him, Sebastian learns a great deal about the victim. He was divorced and raising his fourteen year old son. He was severely behind in bills and his mortgage. From various receipts he found around the house, Sebastian learned that the victim spent every cent of every paycheck either buying beer or getting takeout. Upstairs hidden 'so well' in the back of a closet was a box full of various drugs, murder weapons, phones, and jewelry. Looks like Seras was also right about them stealing from evidence lockers. But what kind of deal did he make with the target? Surely, the target doesn't want things like this from evidence lockers, right? What good is any of this stuff to him? As the demon takes the box for evidence, he wracks his brain to try and figure out what their target is truly after.
Exiting the house, Sebastian finds Stewart approaching the house. Upon seeing the demon, the captain frowns.
"You're done already?" He asks in disapproval and stops in front of the dark haired male.
"Yes, I found Williams the exact way we found Evans. He too was hanged and disemboweled. You should also put out an APB for his missing son."
"Missing? Are you sure?" Stewart asks, looking concerned. This is the third child. What is going on? What is he doing with these kids? The human thinks worriedly.
"Williams is divorced and from what I could tell his ex-wife is no longer in the picture or a part of their son's life. I don't believe he will be with her, but we can check." Sebastian responds.
"Maybe he ran away." Stewart mutters, sounding hopeful this is the case.
"Considering the Evans' children were kidnapped, I don't think it's much of a stretch to assume the target also took the Williams' child. As I said, put out an APB so people can start looking for him." The demon advises. Noticing the box, the human gestures his head at it.
"What's that?" Stewart asks.
"Items Williams' had stolen from evidence lockers." The demon answers.
"How do you know?" The captain asks as he folds his arms over his chest.
"They're still tagged." Sebastian snickers with a look of amusement in his eyes. "I suppose he left the police tags on as verification of proof for his buyers."
"And where do you think you're taking it?" Stewart asks.
"Back to my master. I was instructed to either collect Williams or to collect evidence of criminal activity done by Williams or the target. I don't intend on disappointing my master." He replies.
"That's police evidence." The captain states loudly and clearly, looking quite frustrated. "This is a crime scene. You can't take evidence, new or old, from a crime scene."
"This is no longer police business. This particular case belongs to the Hellsing Organization, and we need all the evidence we can get to solve this case and terminate our target. If you have any issues, then file a complaint to our human resources." Sebastian gives him an ingenuine smile. "Now, if you don't mind, my master is expecting me. Have a good night, Captain Stewart." To the human's shock, the demon disappears without a trace, causing Stewart to jump backwards and swear.
Alucard and Seras are standing outside a flat in some dingy, crappy building. While the fledgling is looking nervously all around to make sure they won't get caught, the elder vampire is staring down at his little servant with a lustful look in his eyes. He greatly enjoyed watching her take charge and piece things together with confidence at the crime scene.
"Do we knock?" Seras asks and glances up at her grinning master.
"Why bother? He's not home." Alucard purrs. Seras jolts before looking forward at the door and focusing on the inside of the flat.
"Oh, yeah. I guess you're right." She mutters, sensing that no one is inside. Reaching forward, her master grabs the doorknob and with one quick jerk, the doorframe breaks and the door opens for them. He gestures a hand at the entrance. "After you, my sweet." The monster breathes, sending shivers up her spine and causing her face to redden.
"Th-thank you," The girl mumbles timidly and enters the flat. Her master follows and shuts the door behind them. It's a pretty small flat. The living room takes up most of it. There's an incredibly small kitchen that can fit two people at the most. And from what Seras can see, the bedroom is also pretty small. Just big enough to take up a queen size bed, a small closet, a dresser, and just enough leftover space to fit at least two or three people. The living room is a little messy. There's an old TV with bent antennas, an old looking couch that's covered in blankets - probably to hide gross stains -, and a coffee table that has several baggies full of mysterious blue powder and blue strips that are cut into perfect, small squares. Weird. I've never seen drugs colored like this before. What is it?
Before the girl could further inspect or think about what she is seeing, her purring master is suddenly grabbing her by the arm. Seras squeaks as her master forcefully pulls her over to the nearest wall and presses her back against it. Taking things further, he cups the back of her legs and, with ease, he slides her up the wall with her legs spread open as wide as her skirt will allow it.
"I want you right now." Alucard demands.
"What?!" Seras exclaims with wide eyes and a red face. Smoothly, her arms wrap around her master's neck as she stares into his dark red eyes. "Here? Are you serious, Master?"
"Incredibly so," The elder vampire growls before he rams his hard, aching cock against her underwear. Seras whimpers and bites her bottom lip. Feeling him pressing against her most sensitive area is starting to make her ache for his touch. "I'm so hard, Victoria. It's exciting to know you made me this hard. To be honest, I didn't think you were capable of it." The little vampire swallows and licks over her lips as clear arousal stirs in her stunning eyes.
"I'm…getting there." She mutters softly. The butterflies in her stomach are going ballistic. She can feel a heat in her nether regions and feel it pulse, but she's uncertain if she's wet enough to take him.
"You're not ready for me yet?" Alucard asks gently while giving her a toothy grin. Shameful, Seras lightly shakes her head.
"Sorry," She whispers. Remembering their contract, whether she is ready for them or not - they won't participate in foreplay and intend to have her whenever they like, Seras thought her master would conjure a bottle of lube to prepare her. But instead he does something that surprises her and touches her heart. Leaning in, Alucard presses his lips to her throat where he gingerly nibbles, sucks, and licks her skin to work her up. "Master?" Seras whispers, giving away how surprised she is in the tone of her voice. "What about your terms?" She asks, feeling obligated to ask even though she wants this more than anything. "I thought…you don't want to be responsible for getting me ready." He hums against her throat.
"Ordinarily, I don't, but…" Alucard trails off for a moment to think about how he wants to word this. "I do owe you a reward and the thought of getting you worked up as much as I am right now is turning me on even more. Besides, Michaelis isn't here, so I can take my time with you." Deciding to keep her mouth shut and enjoy the rarity of this special moment, Seras closes her eyes and focuses entirely on Alucard. She feels the way his warm, surprisingly soft and gentle, lips curve around her throat. She shivers each and every time she feels the tip of his tongue dance across her flesh. And every time he playfully nips her with his dangerous teeth, she can't help but moan.
While he tends to her throat, his hands explore the rest of her body. It's slow, but precise, wanting her to feel him. In sync, his hands caress her thighs and hips before going up her waist and ribs. His long fingers trace over the curve of her breasts before getting a handful in each hand. Seras jumps and opens her eyes, but she welcomes his touch. Needing to touch him back in some way, the brave Draculina decides to run her fingers through her master's hair. After a few seconds of this, the elder vampire starts purring, causing her to smile warmly at him.
Upgrading her reward for something better, Alucard shoves one of his hands between her legs. A beautiful cry sounds from his fledgling when he presses his finger against her clit over her panties. He doesn't rush it or her. He slowly, but with another pressure to make her squirm still, caresses her pearl. Seras tilts her head back as the pleasure courses through her in gentle waves. She stops running her fingers through his hair to grab him tightly by the back of his neck.
"Master," She calls out to him softly. Wanting more attention to her throat, the needy girl reaches up and pulls open her collar. There's an audible pop sound as each button comes free, and she exposes her throat to him. Alucard pulls away a little to admire that pale throat of hers. Utterly pleased that she yearns for more, he grins wickedly and leans back in. He doesn't hesitate planting his fangs deep into her gorgeous neck. Sensitive, she gives a loud gasp and her whole body jumps between him and the wall. Alucard doesn't let her bother him. He drinks deeply, enjoying the taste of his Draculina and remembering how he made her come last night by simply biting her.
"M-Master," Seras stumbles as the pleasure slowly consumes her. His finger circles her clit at a steady pace, driving her mad and making her want to grind down on his fingers. "Master, please." The shaking girl begs, needing more pleasure to help send her over the edge. Every small touch is like torture to her sensitive body; every bit of her yearns for him. How is it possible for anyone to make me want them this god damn badly?! It feels like every cell in her body is vibrating in excitement, responding to him and every little thing he does.
"Master, I'm ready for you!" Seras blurts out. All she knows at the moment is how badly she needs him, wants him; as if she will die if he doesn't fuck her. Withdrawing his fangs from her tender throat, the No Life King doesn't bother to hide his amusement and laughs loudly.
"You're ready for me?" He asks, sounding surprised. His fingers stop moving along her clit as he pulls back his head to meet with her gaze. "How? I did the absolute bare minimum and you're wet and ready for me?"
"I didn't have to do anything and you were already hard for me." Seras reminds him with a shrug. The bashful Draculina then lowers her gaze while she blushes in embarrassment. "You…excite me. I can't help it."
"How flattering." Alucard chuckles mockingly while he brushes strands of hair out of her pretty face. "I barely have to do anything to get you absolutely soaked." Her face reddens a little more at his words. "Tell me how badly you need me, Victoria." Seras frowns in dissatisfaction and leans her face in closer toward his while she gently scrunches up his hair in her hands.
"No pet names or formalities. Say my name." She softly begs. "Please," Alucard pauses and the grin gradually falters from his lips as he looks at her as if she just professed her love for him. "Please, Master. Say my name…as part of my reward at least."
"No," Alucard whispers. Seeing the pain swell in her eyes causes his heart to physically hurt. He frowns as sympathy builds in his own eyes.
"But…you…said it last night…before I passed out. Why not now?" She asks, desperate to hear her name on his lips like last night. The sympathy disappears to be replaced with confusion. I said it last night? He doesn't remember. Was it when I lost control? He tries hard to remember, but for the life of him, he can't. He does remember, however, hearing his name on her lips. He never, ever expected to enjoy hearing someone say his name, no less Seras being the one to say it. But he did. Even now, just remembering her moaning and crying out his name in the throes of passion is making his heart flutter and his aching cock to pulse. I want to hear her say my name again, but…giving her that permission…allowing myself to call her by her name…What does that say about our relationship? Where would it be going if we start that new form of intimacy by saying each other's names?
Alucard's fingers tighten around her breast as his whole body tenses up. She's a toy. Nothing else. There is no relationship here. A toy shouldn't be able to speak, use my name, or want to hear hers. Alucard forces himself to repeat these words; to remind himself that there is nothing between them. She's a toy. She's a toy. It angers him how difficult it is for him to think this way. It shouldn't be difficult! What the hell is happening?! It's just supposed to be mindless sex and nothing else!
"I said no, Police Girl!" Alucard barks at her without thinking, reflecting all of his anger onto her. Seras looks wounded from the tone of voice he uses with her, but she doesn't argue. Sighing in frustration with himself, the elder vampire allows his temper to decrease. He then pinches her chin between two fingers and lifts her head so she has to meet his gaze. "No," He tells her calmly. "This is just supposed to be sex between us. We're using each other, remember?" He tries to remind her as much as he's trying to remind himself. "Let's not complicate things."
He's right. Seras' thoughts come through to him. Alucard's eyes narrow on her as a cold feeling spreads through him as well as bitter disappointment. His Draculina then forces a smile onto her face, despite there still being pain in her eyes. It's just sex. I'm using him and…he's using me. I'm okay with this. She tries to convince herself.
"You're right. It was silly." The girl chuckles awkwardly. "Forget it. Let's just have some fun." At least I can still be his good girl. Her smile becomes a little more genuine. Alucard's smile matches hers as warmth emanates from his dark red eyes. Affectionately, he cups her face in his hands.
"Who do you belong to, my sweet girl?" Alucard purrs. Seras is beaming with happiness; her eyes are practically sparkling with excitement and adoration for him.
"You!" She exclaims happily as her smile becomes so wide that she looks like she's about to burst from the attention. Alucard chuckles adoringly at her and leans in to place his forehead against hers.
"Say it again. Who do you belong to?" The elder vampire whispers, needing to hear it.
"You! My master!" She chirps. Both vampires are getting such a thrill from this. Their hearts are racing; their need and arousal for each other is rising. Anxiously, Alucard lets go of her face to unfasten his pants. Once free, he reaches beneath her skirt to move aside her panties, exposing her wet core.
"Say it again!" Alucard demands while he pushes himself inside of her. Seras gives a high whine and fists his hair even tighter when she suddenly finds her master balls deep inside of her. Before she can even utter a single word, the eager vampire starts thrusting fiercely, fucking her hard up against the wall. Wrapping one arm around her, his other hand goes back to her face. His eyes then drill into hers, wanting to watch her come undone. "Say it again." He breathes. She bites her bottom lip, struggling to focus as he practically makes her eyes roll into the back of her head.
"Hmn, fuck!" Seras moans and drops her head backwards to rest it against the wall. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" She breathes heavily from the fucking. It's not as intense or violent as last night, but it's still a lot for her.
"Say who you belong to again." Alucard demands softly of her. Such desperation is in his eyes, though the girl is completely oblivious to it.
"You!" Seras manages to get out between moans. "Fuck! You! I belong to you! Master!"
"Master what?" The elder vampire purposely pushes, needing to hear her say a certain thing.
"M-Master A-Alucard!" She gives him exactly what he wants. Pinning her fully against the wall, his body pressed completely against hers, Alucard takes her hard.
"Good girl!" The monster snarls as he fucks his perfect girl. He's on the brink of losing control of himself all over again. With his teeth clenched, he's snarling and heaving like a beast. It's just like last night. All he can think about is taking; of fucking until there's nothing left of either of them. That's all he wants! Just remembering the way she says his name causes him to cum on the spot. Of course, he's incapable of stopping. No! I'm not through with her yet! I need more! I want more!
But then something dawns on him. Something that he realizes he wants more of than just fucking her. Unexpectedly, Alucard stops thrusting and pulls all the way out of his fledgling. Disappointed and aching, Seras groans and cracks open her eyes to look at her panting master. She wants to tell him that she didn't get to come and that she really needs to, but she doesn't. She stays quiet and submissive…like a good toy. Gingerly, Alucard lowers her until she's standing on her own two feet. Then, the elder vampire places his hands on the wall on either side of her head and leans in. His eyes are dark, serious, and intense, telling her that he's not fooling around. Seras freezes under his intimidating gaze and placement, and she's unable to look away. Have I done something to upset him? She wonders worriedly and gulps.
"Do not overthink this, Draculina. It means nothing." Alucard snarls lowly, just above a whisper, right in her face. At first she thinks he is talking about the sex, how the sex means nothing, but then he continues. "Don't tell Michaelis about this and don't expect it to happen again. It means nothing." He repeats, wanting to drill these words into her head.
"Master?" Seras whispers, looking ever so confused by what is happening. "What are you talking about?" The look in his eyes softens the slightest bit as he stares down at her.
"Promise you won't read too much into what I'm about to do." Alucard demands. "I'm not yours. I'm doing this because I want to." Seras is only growing more confused. What in the hell is he planning? It's scaring and thrilling her all at once. Licking over her lips, Seras decides to blindly trust him and nods her head.
"Whatever you're about to do, I promise I won't overthink it or read too much into it." The fledgling vows. "I'm yours. Your toy and you…can use me anyway you please."
"You're not going to let this slip in front of Michaelis?" Alucard asks. Seras' brows furrow together. Why does he care so much about not letting Sebastian find out? What is he going to do?
"I won't, I promise." The little vampire whispers to her master. Fully convinced that she is telling the truth, Alucard lets his mask slip away. He shows his need, his hunger, and desperation as his eyes trail slowly down her body. Her master swallows audibly as he takes his time admiring her and thinking about what he wants more than anything in this moment. Slowly, his eyes meet hers once more. He takes a long few seconds, nearly taking a full minute, and studies her face.
"Don't think too much about this." Alucard whispers. Is he…going to kiss me? Seras wonders nervously while her face brightens from a blush. A small grin pulls at Alucard's lips and he snickers at her thoughts.
"Not where you're thinking." He answers her unspoken question. Suddenly, her master drops to his knees in front of her, causing her eyes to widen.
"Master?" She murmurs and glances down at him. All he can think about is how much he needs to be on his knees worshipping every inch of her gorgeous, glorious body. All he wants at this moment is to taste her and eat her out until she's screaming her pleasure. And…there's one more thing I want. His eyes burn with desire, needing to fulfill these needs inside of him otherwise it will certainly bother him until he does. If Michaelis knew I'm breaking our terms, putting Seras up on a pedestal by being on my knees like this…I'll never hear the end of it.
"You're mine!" Alucard reminds both of them. He places his hands on her waist. While one goes to cup her ass, the other trails down to hook under her knee. "You'll do everything I say and not question or overthink it, Police Girl. Do you understand?" He asks as he lifts her left leg and places it on top of his shoulder. The nervous fledgling nods her head obediently.
"Yes, Sir." She answers quietly.
"Good," He purrs with a large grin. "Bury your fingers in my hair. Play with it, like you were earlier." He gives his first demand. Not saying a word, the girl does as she's told and buries her fingers in his hair. Satisfaction fills him when he feels her fingers running through his dark strands slowly, almost lovingly. It makes him want to purr out of pure happiness, but he refrains. Alucard drops his hungry gaze to look at her panties. Eager to taste her, he reaches in and pulls aside her panties to reveal her dripping wet core. Some of his cum is leaking out, but he isn't bothered in the slightest about tasting himself.
"Now," Alucard breathes against her sensitive core, causing his fledgling to shudder. "While I'm pleasuring you, instead of saying master, I want you to say my name." The Draculina's eyes go so large in her head that it looks as if her eyeballs are about to pop out of her skull.
"Are you serious?" Seras asks in disbelief, though he can see the giddiness in her eyes.
"You're only allowed to use it here and now. Once we're done, you must go back to calling me master." Alucard tells her carefully. "Do you understand?"
"Yes." The Draculina answers with a confident nod. She can hardly hide her excitement. She's smiling so widely, making her eyes sparkle with that mirth she can't contain. He can practically feel the happiness and exhilaration buzzing through her. Chuckling, Alucard leans in the rest of the way and just devours her. He's not slow or gentle or loving. He lets her know how much he wants this, wants her, how much this means to him. With a growl and moans of hunger, Alucard kisses, nips, and licks at her clit. Occasionally, his tongue traces over her labia before sucking it into his mouth and gingerly pulling to rile her up. The taste of her is so sweet, making his cock throb.
"Alucard," His girl whimpers his name. His cock jerks in response to hearing her say his name.
"Again," Alucard demands before he wraps his lips around her clit and sucks down with such force that she feels like he's trying to draw out her soul.
"A-Alucard." She says a little louder but in a broken voice. She gasps and trembles in his hold. Her fingers are trying to run through his hair, like he wants, but she keeps stopping to scrunch it in her hands whenever he does something new or different. "Fuck. It feels good." His grip on her leg and ass tightens as he crushes his mouth against her soaked pussy and kisses her like he was kissing her on the mouth. His tongue darts back out to tease her some more, trying to taste every inch of her quim. "Fuck!" His mouth moves back up to her clit where he once again starts licking and sucking. Needing better stimulation, Seras removes one of her hands from his hair to reach down. With her thumb, she gently pulls the hood of her clit back, fully exposing the sensitive pearl to her master's experienced tongue. That's the stimulation she needs.
"Oh…Oh, god!" She huffs and pants as she places her head back against the wall. In seconds, Seras is falling apart at the seams and is coming against Alucard's mouth. A weird sense of calm washes over the No Life King when feeling her come. He moans his own satisfaction and presses against her ass to push her further into his mouth.
"Seras," He whispers against her clit as he tries working her towards another orgasm.
"Alucard!" Seras whines from finally hearing him say her name and feeling him suck and lick her extremely sensitive clit. "Oh, God! Fuck!" She gasps and shakes from the overwhelming stimulation. But she continues to hold her hood back, letting him lick and abuse her clit. Her other hand gingerly moves in his hair, doing her best to play with the strands like he wants.
"You're mine." Alucard whispers. "Mine. Mine." He places a deep kiss on her clit and starts to purr deeply. "Forever mine." His grip on her loosens and his hands explore the rest of her body slowly and meticulously, wanting to touch every part of her that he can. "Seras, you're all mine. My girl. My servant and toy. My student and soldier. My ever-" Alucard instantly pauses when he realizes what he was about to say. No. I misspoke. None of this means anything to me. Ignoring what he was about to say, Alucard closes his eyes and focuses all of his attention on her delicious pussy. "Seras," He breathes.
Seras is only capable of staring at him, trying to stay focused, but it's nearly impossible with his mouth and tongue on her clit like this. Was he about to say I am his…everything? Seras finds it extremely hard to believe. It just doesn't seem right to her and she frowns. Master would never say that. Then what was he going to say? The Draculina isn't able to focus on that for a second longer when her master successfully pushes her over the edge for a second time. Snapping her eyes closed, she fists his hair and cries out loud.
"Alucard!" She says his name while she subconsciously presses his mouth completely against her clit. The Draculina moans and breathes heavily as the last of her orgasm fades away. After a few seconds, she lets go of Alucard's hair, allowing him to pull away. Still purring, the monster licks his wet lips, cleaning away her essence. "Master," The girl pants while she stares down at him. His eyes flicker to her face and the two stare at each other for a long moment. They have a wordless conversation, using their eyes and smiles alone to communicate with one another. This was a special, tender but singular moment between the two of them and they'll always cherish it. But once they get back to Hellsing, back to Michaelis, it can never happen again. And while neither of them would ever admit it to the other, they were both sad by this thought.
End of Chapter Ten
I hope you enjoyed the chapter.
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