Stop it

Authors note: Sorry, there is plot between the sex (rather a lot, I´m afraid).

This is the first part of a finished story. I will put up the other parts as soon as my beta has read them *gg* (thanks to Reptils *winks&hugs*).

Enjoy!


Why Alucard had to fight in WW II as a girl and was finally sealed away…

Why Arthur turned to drinking…

Why Integras mother was to be pitied… (yes, ehm, had to cut that short, here you are: well, mainly because of the drinking…)

Why Walter never married…

How Alucard got his little nickname …

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Nothing in the world he enjoyed more. He started to thrust upwards again. The young girl above him gave a ferocious moan. She bent her head down towards him and let her long black hair fall into his face, red eyes blazing. This hair was softer and smoother than anything else he ever had touched and felt. It was like iced silk on his hot face while the rest of him burned in a raging fire.

Nothing felt as heavenly as this. He slammed himself into her harder and faster. Though heavenly was probably not the right word for it…

He reached up to the face above him and while quickening his severe thrusting, the beautiful girl set her own slow movement to accomplish his perfectly. He was panting heavily now while she only gave lustful moans. When he came it was like a mad rush and truly felt like exploding and dying.

Still feeling lost in the sensation he barely heard the whisper when her head came to his ear. “No, …it feels different …to die from my lust,… die from my fangs…” Lips lightly touched the skin of his neck.

All of a sudden he was awake from the dreamlike heavy sensation of his orgasm, alerted and highly flushed with adrenaline. In one forceful move he threw the girl away and from the bed while he flung himself to the other side of the bed and reached for the silver loaded pistol on his bedside table.

When he quickly turned around again he was alone in the room.

Panting from the shock he rolled himself back over and asked himself why he did it again and again and again, when the aftermath of it was always the same horrid feeling…

The silky voice was faint. “Because you need it…” He closed his eyes because it was true.

“Because this is your heaven…” A throbbing pain developed behind his left temple. He felt a soft movement of air on his cheek.

“Because you never would really do it with a mortal under age girl…” He raised the unarmed hand to his head quickly, covered his eyes in a helpless motion and yelled, “Stop it! I order you to be gone now!”

A rustle. A bit of smoke swirled along the line of the oriental carpet and a faint laughter faded… Now he was truly alone in his chamber.

He started to cry.

Little more than a year ago…


The discussion was already in full hot bloom. “Actually I have nothing to do with this war…”

“Arthur! How dare you! How dare you say this to my face!”

“Dear Islands, the things I do for Queen and county are different and much more...”

Islands interrupted him again sounding desperately, “But we need your help! If their experiments will work…it is unthinkable! And besides this IS connected to your duties. We are no longer dealing with normal Krauts but with vampires there – do understand it! We need every support we can get. This is a real bloody war, for heavens sake!”

“Don´t be blasphemous in this house!” was the roaring answer. There was a pause, when both men eyed each other angrily. Then Islands spoke again, calmer and more collected than before: “You have your orders now and I ´m sure we could make it a royal order when necessary.” Arthur Hellsings distinctive blue eyes were piercing his fellow round table member, then he quickly turned them to the door.

There wasn´t a sound to be heard now except for the crackling of the large fireplace and the ticking of the large grandfather clock of Arthur Hellsings working chamber.

“Enter” said Arthur harshly. While Islands looked surprised the door opened and a young, slender looking boy entered the room, dark haired and with an eager and only slightly guilty expression on his face. He turned to close the door and already was halfway done when Arthur said even sharper than before, “ Both of you, of course.”

Through the wood of the half closed door stepped a red shadow. The swirls formed themselves to a tall man in a red coat, that bowed with a wide ironic grin on his face. “Good evening, my master.” His voice was smooth and dark and sent shivers through the humans sharing the same room.

Islands took one step back and viewed the creature in awe. “ So this is him? The vampire?”

“This is Alucard, yes. And the young man over there is the boy I told you about. So this is already basically what you asked me for. Come over, shake hands with Lord Islands, Walter.” Walter stepped over towards the two men and shook hands with a slightly flinching Lord Island. “Bloody hell, you got strong hands, boy!” Walter grinned widely and only stopped it when he caught Arthurs glance.

“I am sending you on a new mission to Europe…”

“Wahh, GREAT!! Finally!!” A loud bang interrupted Walters enthusiastic outbreak when Artur Hellsings hand crashed on a table. Arthurs voice was booming, “WHY IS IT EVERYONE IS INTERRUPPTING ME TODAY?”

He waited for a second, then he finished, “I am sorry, boy, I would have liked to have more time for you to grow and develop your talents a bit more before sending you out there.” The way the boy looked at him said very clearly `Oh crap`. Still Arthur meant it honestly.

“But it seems there is no time for these things now: You will go to fight in this bloody war instantly. There is a very special German unit that troubles our dear Lord Islands here so much, he thinks he finally needs the help of our Good Lords earthly fighters. Go and pack a few things and then wait in the hall. We’ll be down there shortly and I will give you the exact orders.”

“YES!” an expectant Walter turned on his heels and left the room quickly. His eyes shone eagerly and a triumphant wild smile was on his face when he slammed the door behind him.

“That certainly took much less effort than persuading you, Arthur!” Islands grinned. His grin froze when another voice spoke. The soft cold tone made goose bumps on Islands skin. “The angel of death is still too young and inexperienced to stand his ground in a full fledged war. You know that, my master.”

Now Arthur began grinning, his voice had a mocking tone. Islands was taken aback – was this man the same boy he had so much fun with during his school time? “Ah, you care for him now? How charming! I can recall you regarded him as food first, until he cut you to pieces that first time, that is. I know he is indeed still young without you reminding me. Which is precisely why you will accompany him, Alucard.”

‘Two monsters standing watch over each other’, he thought, but would not speak that out loud while Islands was in the room. He knew that Alucard would get his thought though anyway.

Island still stood between the two figures and felt he much rather would be somewhere else when the vampire began to mirror the grin of his master, “You know that I dearly need rest and food after the last experiments.” His grin grew even wider and much more wicked when he continued, “And besides may I ask if this is some kind of punishment?”

Again Islands had the very clear impression of a power struggle he most definitely not wanted to get involved in and finally took one casual step backwards, finding the elegant excuse to pour himself another drink from a nearby table.

“Me too, please. Whisky! Double, if you’d be so kind!” Arthur did not turn his eyes away from the red clad figure for one second. In his mind he very clearly saw what he indeed was getting Alucard in for. Yes, he was hard to control, yes indeed, but it was far worse than the usual everyday struggle for power and slight mocking they had had since his father died.

Alucard was hard to get out of ones own business if one was his master. And Alucard, being the overwhelming mind reading bastard that he was, had unfortunately gotten wind of Arthur Hellsings greatest weakness. Arthur Hellsings fatal flaw. The one thing no one should have ever known. The one thing he must never do. The one thing he intended to keep to himself only! The thing that would indeed cost him his position and his control over Hellsing and that bloody bat. The fatal truth was, that Arthur Hellsings wet dreams involved only very, very young girls.

He had covered it up perfectly and was aware, that he would never ever even try to turn his fantasies into reality. Never! Ever! This was his own problem and no one had to know about this little weakness. He sealed his mind - especially against Alucard and doomed him to further experiments every time the monster came close to piercing his masters mind about it …That went along quite well for several month and Arthur started relaxing and getting comfortable in his new position as head of the Hellsing organisation.

And then it began. Despite the precautionary measures Alucard must have found traces of his hidden desires in his mind. And maybe, just maybe, he was not even mocking but wanted to please his master. An enslaved vampire was indeed a complicated being…and when alone with Arthur one evening he turned his shape into a beautiful young girl with straight very long black hair in a light grey suit, the trademark smirk still in place.

Arthur saw Alucard change his form and, as soon as the girly figure formed, he knew instantly that his dirty little secret had been revealed. He nearly lost his mind about the thought that of all things it was Alucard who had found out about his well hidden desire.

“Give me an order, my master!” The beautiful and tempting result of the change was smiling flamboyantly at him, and he indeed lost his temper, which was a very rare thing. He dragged Alucard into the dungeons himself and found some lame excuses to have new experiments performed on him instantly. If the vampire thought this to be a punishment or not, he never got to know. But the whole time the doctor and the alchemist performed whatever they thought fitting in the dungeons that night the huge crimson female eyes looked at Arthur longingly and with triumph, while he seemingly emotionless ordered the creature to keep still. Inside of him his mind and his feelings were busy working overtime.

After that the vampire took it as a habit to turn into a girl as soon as he was alone with him. And Arthur took great care not to show his temper again about his monster mocking him. Strangely they never spoke about it. But it made his blood boil to see the deadly creature in this form, tempting him and him alone purposely, and to know that his vampire was indeed challenging him!

So standing in his working chamber now Arthur eyed the said vampire carefully and then drowned the rather large whisky in one swift move. “No, it is a security measure for getting Walter safe back here in the first place. So this is my order: SEARCH AND DESTROY! Help Walter in the fight against any vampires and see to it, that he comes back here safely. Destroy their headquarters and go for their leaders, if you can. You need rest? Get it in your coffin on your way there! Food? I guess there will be enough blood spilled on that battlefield to heal even your hunger pangs of a hard time dieting with Hellsing. But to make sure, I give you another order: You will not feed from Walter on this mission, no matter the circumstances! Have you got that?”

The vampire bowed again with an ironic grin, “Yes, my Master.”

Island watched his drink intensely during the conversation. The mere mentioning of Alucard feeding made him feel extremely uncomfortable. He wondered if the vampire could guess that, because he looked over to him now, revealing only the tips of his fangs in a slightly wolfish smile.

Arthurs expression was harsh when he continued. “And here is another order and this is indeed for your inadequate behaviour: While over there on your mission you will take the form you recently seem to be so fond of!”

For just a moment Alucards face showed pure surprise, then the expression was replaced by his notorious smirk. “As my master wishes.”

In his mind, Arthur heard a faint voice whispering, “Does the vision of me fighting in that form pleasures you that much, my master?“ Distant mad laughter rang through Arthur Hellsings head, when a very real silky voice asked, “Shall we go then? Walter is already in the hall.”



The headquarter of their enemies was laid to waste, but Walter was not satisfied. Their leader and other important members had escaped. Especially that bloody werewolf… They had tried to follow them but lost their tracks. They had messed it up! Walter aggressively paced the small, shabby room they found shelter in with long strides, like a caged tiger in a zoo.

Alucard rose his head from the small double bed he had flung himself gracefully onto and watched the youngster moving for a few minutes. He was still in that strange girl form. His light grey suit was clean and shining, bearing no marks from the fight whatsoever. “You should see to your wounds, angel. Or at least stop running around. ” He stretched himself out on the bed again and closed his eyes. “The smell of your blood is driving me mad.”

Walter stopped dead in his tracks. He had been on enough missions with Alucard to feel quite comfortable in his presence. So he hadn’t even thought about their current situation: Sharing a small room with a fairly hungry vampire, all covered in his own blood, not yet healed cuts and wounds of all kind from the fight all over him. A dangerous combination indeed.

But Walter loved danger, especially when it involved Alucard…

He had not forgotten his first meeting with Alucard in the Hellsing Mansion, when Hellsings pet had indeed mistaken him for his lunch and an easy prey. The newly hired and highly surprised underage killer had to save his own life quickly by working the wires before finally Arthur Hellsing turned up and sorted the situation out. But he clearly remembered the feeling of Alucards fingers delicately touching him. And of his lips very shortly caressing his throat…

Ever since then, Walter was drawn to the beautiful and deadly creature – but with a good deal of respect and a distinct awareness of the danger that Alucard held for every living being. On one mission he had actually seen another vampire feed from and kill a victim, which only made him more admiring the only creature in the Hellsing household, that was even more deadly than himself.

Walter turned his head to the relaxed vampire on the bed. He still was quite angry about the escape of their enemies. He still was angry about that bloody bat leaving him and running in the middle of a fight with a lame excuse. He still had not gotten used to Alucards ridiculous girly shape though he had to admit that he (or she, whatever) was as beautiful and tempting to him as the other appearances of the vampire. Maybe even more so, for though Walter knew of the powers and cruelty hidden behind that big crimson eyes, this shape ironically looked fragile and delicate. Why in the damn world did he run around like that? In other words: Walter felt frustrated and in an angry and especially daring mood to do something. Anything…

He decided to test his luck further. Well, damn it, he was aware that he could die in this bloody war or on one of the missions anytime anyway. All is fair in love and war…An occasion like this would not come easy again. Before rational thought could stop him, he said, “Hey, volunteer to clean me?”

The girl raised her head again. The red eyes scanned him lazily. “Very funny, Walter! If this is an attempt to seduce me, there is no need to: I would gladly rip you to pieces voluntarily. But put your mind at rest: I am not allowed to feed from you.“

If this was true, this indeed may be his only chance to get very close to the vampire and live to tell the tale. He knew quite well that Arthur orders at home were much more relaxed as he let the vampire feed on strangers and convicted criminals from time to time to keep him controllable. Not touching Hellsings troupes was a more or less loose self evident agreement between them. But if someone would be dull enough to provoke the vampire he surly would have to face the consequences…

“You are explicitly forbidden to feed from me? Well that’s even better than I thought. Old Arthur was having a good day when giving you your orders then!” Walter stepped to the small double bed adjoining the wall, climbed over the outstretched figure und flung himself flat on his back beside her.

Alucard turned his head to him slightly and sniffled, then he hungrily licked his lips. With a sigh he laid his head down again and closed his eyes. “Let´s relax and when the evening comes we’ll use the dark to head back home.”

“Okay.” They both lay there silently on their backs for a while. Then Walter stretched out his arm until his wrist and hand lay in front of Alucards face.

The vampire sighed loudly but did not move otherwise nor open his eyes. “I know you do not want to become a vampire and I told you I am specially ordered not to feed from you. So what is it with you? Does this shape of mine makes you feel particularly daring or horny or what?” The creature chuckled lightly. “Really, calm yourself - I am not interested in the mortal pleasures of the flesh with you or anyone else.”

Walter was quite proud that his voice did not tremble. “Lick the blood away.”

Still no reaction from the vampire. “Do it, Alucard! This is not exactly feeding from me, more like cleaning really. Take that as an excuse for Arthur if you have to. You will never again have the opportunity to taste my blood on my body, I swear. Because I would not let it happen otherwise, do believe me…. I know you like me…calling me ‘angel’ and all that…And now, here,… I indeed ask you for it. Do not let this rare chance pass. Come on, do it!”

When the vampire still did not react, Walter added a soft, “It will be a nice treat for both of us...” He swallowed dry and went on very softly, ”Please…”

The black haired girl turned her head a little further, opened her eyes and looked at the young boy near her - all soaked in mostly his own blood. So deadly, so spoilt, so beautiful. And yet truly innocent, too. His blood – even dried - smelled deliciously. She opened her mouth and stretched an unusual long tongue out until the very tip of it touched Walters wrist, where a bad cut had bled heavily during the fight. The tip started slowly to move over the half closed wound, softening the dried blood in its wake and trailing back again to lick the mixture of blood and salvia away.

And so it started. When Alucards tongue had licked all blood from the wrist and played on the edge of the black glove instead, Walter withdraw his arm, raised his body and hurriedly took off his vest and shirt, but then left the gloves in place. He had wanted to get them off originally, but quickly had decided otherwise. To let go of his only weapon near to a vampire still seemed not right to him, even now. His bared body, marred from the fight, was still developing, sleek, but strong already. He laid down and stretched out his hand to the girl next to him again.

The big red eyes shone through the twilight in the room like illuminated glass marbles. Alucard stretched out her own gloved hand and took strong hold of the already cleaned wrist, pulling Walters hand further in front of his face, and started slowly licking the fingers as far as they were exposed. Then she licked the leather of the deadly gloves.

The licking of his wrist had turned Walter on in a very sensual way. Seeing Alucards tongue slide slowly over his leathery weapons made him grow hard. He started to moan slightly when the girl now shifted her body and took his fingers one by one in her mouth. She sucked them gently, even moving her head in the rhythm of her strokes and the angles of his fingers.

“Angel,” Walter knew by the taunting tone that Alucard was grinning though at the moment he could not see her face now through the curtain of thick shiny hair, “do not get so excited by one hand only or you will loose this game.”

Walters head felt slightly dizzy. A game, … “So what will it take for me to score here?”

In a swift, very quick move the girl was on him, hands fixing his upper arms to the mattress, sitting on his hips, putting pleasurable weight on his hard on, her legs fixing him left and right. “Hmm… tough question as you are definitely in the weaker position, I’d say. Well…if you get me to orgasm, like you will very shortly yourself if I go on with this, I’d say you’d have won.” She grinned wickedly and moved her hips very slightly over his arousal. “But believe me: There is no chance to have this happening: You are already intoxicated and benumbed by my salvia. Soon you will loose coherent thought. That is what vampires do with their prey, angel. Not a bad feeling, eh?”

Indeed Walters head felt lighter by the second and he felt no fear but only arousal starting to get painful now as the vampire moved her hips slightly again. His speech started to be slurred and he softly moaned in-between his words, for the girl now bowed her head and started slowly licking the dried blood from his face and throat, shifting her body slightly with it. “Ah,… then indeed …ah…I have already … lost. For…ahh.. as you will bloody… well …know …ahh…I have no experience… in sex. But you...ah… could at least …let me… try.”

He felt her weight vanish before he saw that the girl had let go of him and was on his side again. His head cleared up as if someone had blown away the smoke in it and he knew that Alucard had relieved her mental grip on him.

For one last clear moment he felt the urge to get himself out of here and fast! But he did not. Instead he turned to her and kissed her.

He leaned over her, his weight resting on his arms, and kissed Alucard, first quite shyly - using only his lips all over her face. Then he started licking her lips. All of the time the vampire was still, but turned into the caresses of the boy, a small smile on her face. Walter let his tongue slip beneath the velvet lips and slide very lightly over the dangerous teeth. They were almost normal now, not the grizzly all pointed version he had seen the vampire rip his enemies apart with. Also not the strong and forceful fangs the male Alucard usually showed, but a smaller, more delicate version, very pointy and not less lethal. Walter took great care not to cut himself. To fuel the bloodlust of a vampire was a dangerous thing, ordered or not.

Then Alucard started to kiss him back …only slightly at first. Walter shifted his weight to one arm, using the newly freed arm to stroke the still fully clad body under him. Touching and caressing the waist, the shoulder, the neck (which earned him a small sigh) and wandering to the breast. None of them broke the kiss. While massaging her small firm breast and engaging in this new sensation, he felt his hand sinking through the clothes to cold marble like flesh, feeling smooth and silky under his touch. He opened his eyes and lifted his head now loosing the contact to her lips to look at Alucards figure, indeed naked against him. A slim and perfectly female body with shimmering, unnatural light skin, very beautiful…looking indeed delicately frail.

“Would you rather have undone it yourself?” The tone was mocking again. “I thought that would not be helpful to your task, seeing that you almost came just kissing me…”

Walter bowed his head to the small hard nipple of her breast and licked and sucked it. No reaction from the vampire whatever. He raised his head and stared into the red eyes, where all of the power and shrewdness of the creature seemed to have hidden itself, “No, it’s fine with me - I was merely enjoying the view…See, I am aware that I will come before you. That’s not a challenge to you, is it? But I thought the game was not to hold back and see who comes first, but to make you come at all. Am I right?”

The pale female face was slowly sporting a huge grin showing the two needle like fangs very clearly. “Right, angel.”

Walter felt his heart bursting. Being that near to Alucard, playing stirring games with the creature was more than he had ever hoped for. And he wanted the vampire never to forget his touches! He leaned over her and kissed her again, slowly stroking the now naked body under him, moving his indeed strong and skilled hands with great care. Although he never had slept with a girl before, he had had some encounters with the kitchen girls and was pretty sure, that any human being would have shown more enthusiastic reaction to his touches by now. They were usually easily turned on by his caresses. But Alucard was not. She did not moan, she did not breathe heavily, well actually she did not breathe at all anyway, but still…she indeed seemed not aroused in the slightest. His dizzy head was working overtime.

“This is your flaw, angel!” He could feel the words like soft touches. “Try to feel and stop thinking… Ah, I’ll better see to it that you can be more relaxed.” And with this the girl wiggled from his arms and glid with her head further to his crotch, opening his trousers and pulling them downwards with his hurried help. Raising his hips and wiggling his legs to get his ankles out of the curled up fabric did not go as well as planned. But finally he had freed himself from it and kicked it out of the way to the floor. He was naked now except for his leather gloves.

She softly took the root of his cock with her hand and brought her mouth near to the tip, her other hand playing with his foreskin, indeed licking her lips idly. The thought alone of Alucard giving him head made him almost come and he withdraw himself backwards from her. “No…”

“Finally afraid?” A small laughter. Damn that vampire! “ I am not afraid…” coherent thought indeed fled from Walter when she moved and he felt her lips touch him, his cock wetly enclosed by her mouth now, that definitely inhuman tongue wiggling along his shaft. She sucked softly. He snapped for breath when he felt a shadowy tendril entering the tiny hole in his penis and slightly cold hands with sharp nails gently squeezing his balls and scratching the delicate skin of his scrotum lightly. But what actually sent him over the edge was the additional thought of these razor sharp fangs so close to his cock. He soon came with a loud groan, finally pushing himself in deep and clawing his hands in her shoulders, actually very nearly loosing consciousness, feeling shudders spreading from his genitals to every inch of his body.

When the sensation wore off again he was lying on his back and Alucard was smiling at him, still stroking his now soft cock with her hand slowly, licking her lips to clean up the traces of his cum. She twinkled towards him, “ I was only forbidden to feed from your blood, I guess” and lowered her head to lick him clean. He indeed felt relaxed and much more conscious now though the dizziness was still there and seemed to increase again and he suddenly realized that it would grow further as long as Alucard kept licking him with that intoxicating salvia in such a sensitive area.

He reached down, grabbed her hair and pulled softly and indeed she followed his movement and slid up again. “Did you clean me up good?” this time he was mocking her and he felt as if he owned the world by doing it. “Oh yes, and most of the dry blood on your body, too.”

“So you´re my trash disposal man now?” He feared he might have overdone it, but Alucard stayed relaxed and seemed highly amused. “Nice nickname, I think I’ll keep that .. “ He could taunt a little more then…”So how does it feel in the girls position?”

The creature smiled wolfishly. “The sensation of giving head is not new to me, angel. Remember there is only one innocent person in this bed. But I admit, I never did it in a shape like this. It does not feel much different though...”

“Then let me try to warm up your cold flesh another way…” Walters ego was now fully in it. He would make this damn vampire moan and come no matter what the cost. He crawled down to the girls crotch and with soft strokes indicated her to open her legs. “Yeah… spread your legs for me!”

His ego certainly had a good day as she did. Her body looked very young to him, even slightly younger than himself and there was only a very fine soft fluff of pubic hair.

He pushed one of her thighs further down slightly to have better access and first used his hand to softly stroke her. When his fingers parted her lips he felt wetness floating out of her and hurriedly dispersed that to the rest of her cleft and her clitoris. That again earned him a small moan. He lowered his head and started licking her. Slowly and very cautious at first, then more and more rough, which she seemed to like much better, starting to move ever so slightly under him now. Entering her with his tongue made him hard again, but still no extraordinary reaction from Alucard.

“You are thinking too much again, angel. You will never win our little game like this. Come inside of me and I show you what I mean.” He faithfully moved higher until their heads were almost level again and positioned himself between her widespread legs to enter her. Never having done that before, he had to locate the right angle with the help of his hand. When he finally found it to his surprise she blocked him with her own hand. He interrogatively looked up into the crimson pools of her eyes and she said seriously, “I was only mocking you, little angel. Do not do this. I fairly like you. If you enter me now you will technically loose your innocence and even I cannot give you eternal life ever again. And at this moment I actually do not care if my master will chew my head off afterwards. I could turn you now and here. This is an offer.”

A cold shudder ran along Walters spine delicately. “Will we continue this afterward? After you turned me?”

He saw her smile viciously. “Hardly, your interests will have changed. But…”

“Then I’m not interested” and with a quick movement he dragged her hand away and entered her forcefully. The sensation of being enclosed and of filling her was enough to let rational coherent thought vanish again. Soon he started thrusting, very gently first, testing the feeling of different movements, angles and speed, more severe then, getting him even deeper in. He let his hands trail her body and knead her small breast and his lips and fingers tease her nipples. She moaned slightly to his touches but did not loose herself in them as he certainly did. Damn vampire. He started kissing her harder, his pushing and his breathing getting faster now. He was more and more feeling and less and less thinking. But he could not get rid of this one nagging thought. “Why isn’t she turned on by this?”

“ I could act as if heavily aroused, if it eases your mind… ” Bloody damn vampire!!! “Shut up, don’t dare!”

He would indeed loose this game. Hell, what did he care if loosing felt that good? Walter thrust harder, slowly picking up speed for his own pleasure.

While engaging in one of the following wild kisses Walter let his caution slip and felt his tongue accidentally slide over one fang with too much force and in that same second tasted his own blood. The girl under him moaned loudly and closed her arms around him, one arm sliding around his waist, one fixing his head in the kiss. Alucard sucked his tongue hungrily and began to move her body slightly under him, matching his own thrusts with small edging movements of her pelvis, more enthusiastic then ever before…

So that was it! Damn, he could have known… That was the trick to get a vampire hot! Feed them blood…Walter shuddered. Would she have had her entire free will she would have taken over and killed him now, he had no doubt about that. He slowed himself down, because the thought of truly arousing her while fucking her now made him again nearly come immediately. He quickly had to think about something else. Arthur was the best topic he could come up with and he chuckled. He would be furious if he found out that his two killers in the name of god had happily shagged each other after totally messing up their initial mission…

“ What is so funny, angel of death? You are not finished yet! And don’t dare to slow down again.” He concentrated on the creature under him again and smiled to her widely. “I found out! As you will have noticed I found out and now I will win our game.”

“No you won’t! It has run dry now… Pity, but I am not allowed to let you feed me further than this delicious little drop, accidentally spilt. My masters orders were very clear in that point.”

“Oh no, Alucard you will not get away that easy now,” and with the speed his job required he had pulled out his strings and positioned his hands to either side of the vampires throat, sharply pulling the wires tight. They were already scratching the thin skin around the throat. When Alucard started laughing madly, her movements made the wires break the skin and blood oozed from the cuts.

“Go on then, angel, if you are determent to do so.”

And he indeed was. He held the wires in place and bowed his head to his own hand, sliding his tongue along one of them to make a deep cut that would not easily run dry. Quickly he brought his mouth over Alucards and let the blood drip out of his mouth onto her lips.

He could hear the vampire moan seriously for the first time now - passionate und frustrated alike. The blood pearled along her closed mouth and dripped down her chin and cheek as she turned her head to the side, lips firmly pressed together, swallowing dry and obviously longing for the blood she was forbidden to have. He would have liked to hold her head and force her lips open with his fingers, but he could not loosen the grip of his wires that held her in place, so he did the next best thing and followed her movement, kissing her softly and then forcing his tongue into her mouth while at the same time speeding up the movements of his hips again. The girl under him started to suck his tongue and the blood flowed richly. He soon felt the strange urge to give her more and more of his blood, no matter what the consequences would be, to bleed into her and feed her until he would run dry.

The effect it had on her was even more thrilling to him. She was indeed warming up to him, reacting and floating, moaning or making small growling noises. Then, slowly building up, he could feel a second heartbeat next to his own and realized that it was hers, driven by the rhythm of her sucking. He slammed himself with brutal force into her now, receiving passionate moans and vehement stroking and squeezing from her hands and additional movement of her hips as a reward. She even moved her legs up and hooked her feet behind his waist to take him deeper in. Just as he thought he might not be able to go on any longer she sucked his tongue harder once more, let go of it and came, moaning loudly now. When he felt the convulsions around his cock that made him finally come, too.

He released the wires and let them flip back. They lay tangled into each other for a short moment, before he let himself glide out of her and tried to get out of the bed. To his honest astonishment his legs felt week and his knees wobbly. He made his way over to the bathroom and relieved himself into the toilet.

When he came back into the room the beautiful deadly creature was peacefully asleep on the bed, still naked, slightly curled up and bearing no traces of blood or lust whatsoever. He climbed over her again and took the rare and probably last opportunity to take her into his arms and nuzzle his face into her hair. “Thank you,” he said, barely audible. Very sleepy she answered, “Never mind. You were very good. You have indeed won. It usually comes only with the killing.”

Though messing up his mission Walters ego certainly had had a most brilliant day…

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