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Wicked Game	By : seraskelia Category: Hellsing > General Views: 2962 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Authors Notes: I wrote this for kodaishi on LJ.

Disclaimer: I do not own Hellsing or its characters. Hellsing is owned by Kohta Hirano. Since I do not own them, I do not want or seek any compensation for them.

Alexander Anderson sat in the
cafeteria watching his “children” eat. Today was
the anniversary of the day his life changed forever. He was
excommunicated from the Catholic Church ten years ago today. So much
had changed in the last decade and yet other things had remained the
same. Most days he was grateful for the second chance he had
been given at life. Considering the way things could have turned out
for him, fate had not treated him too badly.

Integral
Hellsing had stopped the battle between her demon and him. She had
ordered the both of them to defeat Millenium. Of course they
could not fight along side of each other but they battled the same
enemy. When it was over the Hellsing leader had offered him
refuge on her property. The only condition was that he had to stay
away from Alucard. It was not as difficult as he had anticipated.
Alexander stayed in a small cottage on the Hellsing grounds. His days
were spent praying for forgiveness and reading. It was in that
cottage that he learned the Vatican had a death warrant out for him.
He smiled recalling how Integral had come to his aid again.

She
used her connections to secure an offer of political asylum for him.
Considering the Vatican’s war crimes, it was not difficult
thing to get approved. An associate of Integral’s helped
him obtain employment at an institution for troubled boys.
Leaving Hellsing was more difficult than he had imagined. Anderson
never counted on missing her. Integral Hellsing both tormented
and graced his thoughts. He wondered how she was and what had become
of her. He tried not to think about the one question that nearly
drove him mad – if Integral had ever accepted Alucard's “gift.”

“Mr. Anderson, Mr. Anderson.” A young boy who was
not quite a teen stood before him.

“What is it
Anthony?” He asked.

“Robert and John are fighting
again. I-I-I didn’t want to tell anyone but---”
Anthony
explained.

“It’s okay, Anthony. I know you don’t
want John to get hurt. Don’t worry I won’t say anything.”
He smiled at the boy.

“Thanks. I’ll go to my
room,” he said before running off.

Anderson separated
the two boys. It wasn’t difficult. These boys respected him and
as soon as he touched their shoulders stopped fighting. He pulled
John aside as the witnesses said he had threw the first punch. It
wasn’t the smartest thing to do. John was a small boy and not
the best fighter. He took the boy in his office to see if he could
help.

“So tell me, John, why did you start a fight.
It’s not like you.”

“I don’t
want to talk about it, Mr. Anderson. You wouldn’t
understand anyway. I don’t have anything any more. She’s
not coming to visit me ever again.” John said, his voice was
shaky and filled with emotion.

Anderson let the boy ramble on
about the girl who had broken up with him in a letter. He
walked the John back to his room when he was done. It surprised him
when the boy thanked him and gave him a quick hug. On days like this
he realized that things had not turned out so bad.

On his way
home in the car, he could not stop thinking about Integral Hellsing.
He blamed it on the John, making him think of the last woman he had
desired. If it had not been for his own insanity around Alucard he
could have remained at Hellsing, he could have served her.
And who knows what could have happened if I didn't leave, he
thought. Anderson walked through his front door and his body recoiled
as the unnatural cold air hit him. What is that? He asked himself. He
had only felt that unnatural chill once in his lifetime but it
couldn't be him. Not now.

“Yes, Judas Priest, do
tell me what could have happened.” His voice was exactly the
same same and it matched the chill in the room.

Anderson
searched in the dark room for speaker. That voice could belong to
only one. Alucard. “What are ye doing here demon?”

“I came to deliver a message, at my Master’s
request.” Alucard stated.

Anderson’s mood changed
at the mention of Integral Hellsing. “A message? Is Sir
Hellsing all right?”

“No. She’s dead.
That’s the message, Father.” Alucard grinned as he
watched the pain show on his rival’s face.

“Dead?
But, I thought that she…” Anderson started to ask.

“No. She hadn’t accepted my gift yet and now it’s
too late. Such a pity. Her funeral will be in two days. Details will
be published in the London Times. She wanted you to be there.”
Alucard said, his voice still cold, devoid of all emotion.

Anderson
sat down at the table opposite the vampire. He couldn’t feel
anything but pain right now. His desire to kill Alucard was starting
to wane. The need was still there, just not as urgent. “What
happened to her?”

“Heart attack. She suffered
from the same condition that killed her father.”

Anderson
nodded. The violent urges were getting stronger and he did not want
to fight tonight. “I think you should leave.” He glared
at the demon. It was becoming more difficult to fight the urges to
throw his blessed blades at the demon. Alexander got up to pour
himself a glass of wine.

“Why do you fight your very
nature?” Alucard asked him as he shortened the distance between
them in seconds.
Anderson reached for his bayonets but hesitated.
Hadn’t he left all of that behind? As Alucard reached him, he
pulled out his bayonet. He would not permit the filthy demon to touch
him.

Alucard punched his old rival hard in the jaw. He
laughed when he felt Anderson’s retaliation. Everything was
going exactly as he had hoped. Humans were so much fun to play with.

Anderson could control his urges no longer. He plunged his
bayonet into the vampire’s stomach and twisted it. He
felt himself grow hard as he felt the demons muscles and flesh
tearing, as he felt Alucard's blood dripping onto his hands.

Alucard pulled Anderson closer and whispered into his ear.
“Harder, Alex. Deeper, faster, oooh go slow now.”

“You
disgust me, demon. I want to destroy you – not fuck you.”
Anderson yelled as started to pull his sword from Alucard’s
body.

Alucard moved his hand down to Anderson’s hard-on
and stroked his length. “Then why are you so excited?”
The vampire grinned as he watched Anderson struggle. “Come,
plunge your swords into me. You know that you want to.”

Alexander hated his weakness at this moment. The former
priest felt like a true failure now. He hated the demon. How
could his body be aroused by the thing he loathed most in the world?
Anderson moaned as Alucard’s fingers stroked his member. He
shoved his sword into the vampire’s flesh again and felt
himself grow harder.

Anderson plunged the sword deeper into
the vampire’s body. He didn’t resist when he felt Alucard
unsnap his trousers or when he felt the vampire’s cool hand
caressing him. Anderson dropped the sword and leaned back against the
wall. As wrong as it was, he allowed himself to enjoy the intense
pleasure of the moment. His soul had long ago been condemned to
hell.

Alucard dropped to his knees and ran his tongue along
Anderson’s length, licking the tip before taking it all into
his mouth. If he did not have his mouth full of Anderson, he would
have laughed. There is more than one way to defeat your enemy
and he was winning this battle. Alucard licked and sucked on
Anderson's lenght. The ex-priest was bucking his hips and shoving his
cock further into his mouth. Corruption was so much fun. Alucard
found he enjoyed it almost as much as slaughter.

The sensation
of Alucard’s tongue was driving Anderson insane. The pressure
was building up inside of him. The feeling of pleasure was so
intense it hurt him. Anderson thrusted into the vampire’s mouth
as the release he so desperately need came. Alexander looked
down and watched as Alucard licked his fluid from his lips. He
started to zip up his pants and move away from the vampire.

Alucard
grabbed Anderson’s arms, his nails breaking his skin. “We’re
not finished yet.”

Anderson moved away from Alucard.
“What do you mean?”

“It’s my turn to
have fun, now.” Alucard taunted him. He pulled a bottle
of massage oil from his pocket. He had used something similar the
last time he had been with a man. Alucard grinned thinking of the
young butler.

Anderson looked up at Alucard and was surprised
to see the vampire’s clothes had vanished. He could not help
himself from staring at his body. He did not want to admit it but
Alucard’s body was beautiful in a very different sort of way.
He stumbled as Alucard’s shadows pushed him to the ground. He
started to panic, wondering how things could have gotten this far.
What have I become?

“Mine.” Alucard
answered, his mouth formed a sadistic smile. The vampire poured
the massage oil on his member. He chuckled as he saw Anderson’s
hard-on grow as the Catholic watched him.

Anderson started to
move away, tried to escape but Alucard used his shadows to trap him.
Two dark shadows of arms held the man down. Alucard laid on top of
Anderson as he straddled him. “It will be better for you
if you relax.”

Anderson tried to relax but how could
he? The former Catholic had never been with a man in this manner
before. He held his breath and resisted saying anything when Alucard
entered his arse. He had expected nothing but pain, not this.
Anderson felt the most extreme pleasure and intense pain he had ever
experienced. He moaned, hating himself for revealing that he liked
it.

Alucard moved inside of him and grabbed his wrist. He
used his nail to cut the skin just above his veins. As the
blood started to flow from the wound , Alucard took the man’s
wrist into his mouth as he fucked him.

Anderson moaned as
Alucard fed from him and pushed himself deeper inside of his body.
Shadow tongues and fingers stroked his own member. The
sensations of pleasure were building up inside of his body again. He
thrusted into the sensations of the invisible shadows. He groaned as
Alucard pounded inside of him. Such intense pain, such incredible
pleasure. Please God, forgive me.

As Anderson
experienced one orgasm after another, he felt Alucard explode inside
of him. He grinned when it happened. Why? He had no idea. Anderson
both hated what he had done and loved it. Anderson even found himself
wondering if the vampire would want to do this again. As Anderson
watched Alucard leave, something told him it would not be the last
visit the vampire made to his home. It disturbed him that just
thinking of another encounter was exciting him.
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