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Desperation	By : FalconStorm Category: Hellsing > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4264 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Hellsing, Alucard or Alexander Anderson, much as I wish I did. I make no money from this fanfic.

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                So, this is based on stories by a friend of mind, so I probably need to establish some things before it starts. This fic is based on the animeverse. Integra has grown old and died, handing mastership of Alucard over to Alexander Anderson who she believed to be the only person she could find with a strong enough will to hold Alucard’s reins. Surprisingly, both being monsters, they understand each other better than anyone thought possible and now that they’re on the same side, they get along rather well. Alucard has a major problem with men touching him due to his experiences with the Turks as a human child and every now and then, he needs to have sex when he starts to evolve a new ability. In the past, he’s been able to find a female partner to satisfy the power’s requirements.

                I think that about sums it up. This is, quite unashamedly yaoi porn, but I had SOOO much fun with it. Please enjoy.

Desperation

Alucard paced from the door of his room to his coffin and back again. His skin felt tight, itchy. He crossed his arms over his chest, gripping his elbows and tried to ignore the ache in the general vicinity of his groin.

                This shouldn’t be happening. It was too soon. He should have another ten, twenty years to prepare. He’d just gone through this less than six years ago and yet, he felt like he’d been delaying months or even years. It shouldn’t be this soon, this fast or this strong!

                Snarling, he marched to the throne-like chair next to the table that held his bottled blood. With shaking hands, he poured himself a glass and sat down. Crossing his legs, he took a sip, glaring across the darkened room. The blood did nothing to sooth the ache, the itch, the need.

                He craved touch. His mind flashed to a vision of curling up in his master’s lap, but he quickly rejected that idea. He’d been down that road before. The power did not distinguish between genders, only looking for the strength of will, lust and passion to pave the way for the budding ability.

                Growling, he unfolded his legs and crossed them the other way. He loved his master, passionately cared for the paladin, but in a purely platonic sense. He could not, would not look upon any man with lust. Never. But the power could make him do it, would make him do it, if he didn’t find an acceptable partner soon.

                With a snarling hiss, he threw the mostly full glass into the darkness, hearing it shatter as it spattered blood across the far wall. Rising, he stalked toward his door and phased though the solid slab of metal.

                Paladin Alexander Anderson sat beside the crackling fire in his room, enjoying a rare peaceful moment. The orphans were on a trip to the ice skating rink with the local church group and Seras. The event was a lock-in, so they wouldn’t be back until morning. There hadn’t been a rogue vampire in almost two months and his monster seemed content to entertain himself…for once.

                Reaching up to turn the page, the paladin caught the faint whisper of Alucard phasing through the wall. A normal human wouldn’t have caught the sound, but Alex knew his servant and the sounds he made when he came and went. So much for the moment of peace…

                “Good evening, monster.” Alex smiled. What had once been a grave insult had become a virtual endearment over their years together.

                “Master.” Alucard’s voice came out thick, as though he could choke on it. Alex frowned and looked up. Those deep red eyes glowed ever so slightly and the vampire’s face showcased a hunger that sent an instinctive thrill down the paladin’s spine.

                “Havena ye fed tonight, monster?”

                “I have, master.” The creature crossed the room and dropped to his knees in front of Alex’s chair. He leaned forward to press his forehead against the man’s knees and took a deep, shuddering breath.

                “Wha’s wrong?”

                “I’m…budding a new ability again, master.”

                “Wha?”” The book dropped from nerveless fingers as the paladin gaped at his vampire servant. “A’ready? I thought ye said ‘twouldn’t happen again for decades.”

                “I did…it shouldn’t. I don’t know what’s happening.”

                Alex noticed, then, the fine trembling in the red clad shoulders, felt how hard the vampire pressed against his knees.

                “How strong is’t? How long do we have?”

                “Too strong. Not long. Not long at all.”

                Alex reached out to stroke the silky black hair and Alucard pulled away with a hiss, red eyes wide and panicked.

                “Alright. I willna touch ye.” Alex sat back, watching his servant, his mind churning.

                “Last time, Seras had to tell me what ailed ye. Wha’s different this time? Why so forthright?”

                Alucard rubbed his cheek over the paladin’s knee and shifted around until he could press his side against his master’s leg. He wanted…needed to touch the man. His mind flicked over other places…other ways to touch…and he snarled, a deep, painfully angry sound. Alex jumped, wondering what he had said to prompt such a response.

                “It’s too much…too strong…I cannot play games with it this time, master. I feel as though I have been denying it for months, but this time last week, I felt nothing.”

                “Not good,” Alex said, scowling. He started to reach for the vampire and caught himself just in time. He snatched his hand back and clenched it into a fist. “What of Lady Hellsing? Ahm sure she’d be willing to oblige ye again.”

                “That may be, but I must first be released to approach her.”

                “Go. Consider yerself released. Do what ye must, vampire.”

                Alucard sighed in relief and melted through the floor in search of his previous partner. Alex sat back in his chair, fists clenched and feeling like he’d just run a race. He felt a tightening in his nether regions that hadn’t plagued him since adolescence. It certainly hadn’t been an issue the last time his servant had…evolved. What the devil was going on?

                Alex had finally managed to settle a certain part of his anatomy into quiescence and retired for bed when his vampire phased through the wall. He’d lost his hat, glasses and duster. The cravat was gone, as was the suit jacket. His undershirt was only buttoned half way. He looked punch drunk as he stumbled and fetched himself up against the footboard of the bed. Those searing red eyes bored into Alex with a look that undid all his careful meditation to quiet his nether regions.

                “Wha’s wrong, now?”

                Alucard stepped forward and collapsed onto the foot of the bed, rib cage expanding as he took deep breaths, nostrils flaring to take in his master’s scent.

                “It failed.” The vampire hauled himself onto the bed, eyes searing into his master, those deep breaths developing into light pants. “The power…won’t accept her this time.”

                “Wha? It has to! It must! Who else is there?”

                The look in Alucard’s eyes gave him the answer he already had and didn’t want to admit to. The vampire advanced up the bed on hands and knees, muscles rolling under his skin with every movement, like a stalking cat. That long, silky black hair fell across his face, shading his features so only the burning, glowing red eyes peeked out between the ebon strands. His hand brushed over Alex’s knee and the paladin jerked away, pulling away from his servant for the first time since they bonded.

                “We canna…no…we canna do this!”

                Alucard hissed at him, baring long, wickedly sharp fangs. Incensed, the paladin sat up and glared at the vampire, bearing down on the bond. Alucard shrank back, tucking his arms under himself and burying his face in the bed. A soft wail of distress, muffled by the mattress, ripped at Alex’s heart. He let up on the bond and stared at the huddled heap of vampire.

                “Wha’ happens? If ye don’t complete it?”

                The black-capped head tilted to the side, the ribs heaving with the creature’s panting.

                “I’ve never let it go so far,” he whispered, glowing red eyes closing and then opening again. “I speculate…madness, rape. My body will seek to ease the pressure, with or without my mind.”

                Alex swallowed hard, his heart racing with fear…and something else. No! He couldn’t feel this way, couldn’t be responding… He was a holy regenerator, priest of the Vatican. He did not indulge in such sinful urges.

                His groin disagreed…rather vehemently.

                “I…I doan know if I can…if I can…but I’ll try. Lord help me, there’s no other choice, is there?”

                Alucard lifted his head, hope returning to his features. He reached out, hesitant. Alex gripped the sheets but held his ground. That cold white hand touched his leg, smoothed up to his knee. A shiver raced up his spine.

                The vampire uncurled from his position at the foot of the bed. He moved with careful grace, crawling up the bed, arms on either side of Alex’s torso, one knee planted on the bed between his thighs. The paladin fell back under him, the pillows at the head of the bed catching him. His breath quickened, green eyes growing wide as Alucard drew near. The vampire paused, close, lips almost touching, eyes half-lidded in mindless lust and need. Their breaths mingled, warm and cold swirling about between them.

                Alucard closed the distance, pressing his lips to his master’s. Alex jerked at the contact, some parts of his body more than others. He closed his eyes as the vampire’s lips moved on his. He had no idea what to do and the back of his mind screamed at him that this was sin, wrong and damning. But his vampire needed him.

                He tried to copy the movements.   He knew the mechanics. He’d heard enough confessions over the years that he was the closest he could come to being an expert without having actually committed the act. Still, thought and deed are eternally two vastly different beasts.

                Hesitantly, the paladin opened his lips and swiped his tongue across that cold mouth. Alucard made a sound deep in his chest and crushed their lips together, mouth opening and tongue meeting his. He fed at the paladin’s mouth, licking and sucking as though Alex’s lips poured out ambrosial blood.

                Alex could feel his body responding, an anticipatory ache building in his groin, that flesh lengthening and hardening. The vampire’s knee pressed into his crotch, a pleasant pressure against his balls.

                Gasping, Alex broke the kiss, coming up for air. Alucard moved to his cheek, nibbling his way down the scar that marked his jaw. He swiped a cold tongue over the jumping pulse in that corded neck. Alex closed his eyes again, part of him wishing this was nothing but a feeding, or even a problem that a little blood could fix, but the vampire’s fangs didn’t even graze his flesh.

                Alucard trailed carful nips down the paladin’s collar bone. He found the night shirt, reached up and, grasping it in two fists, ripped it down the middle. Alex gasped in shock, but his straining cock jerked, pulsing as though it had a mind of its own.

                The vampire kissed and nipped his way down the muscled chest, covered by a fine dusting of blond hairs. They thickened at the navel, trailing down into the drawstring pants. Cool fingers massaged down the ribs, the sides, to the cut of the paladin’s hips.

                Alex felt his breath come fast and faster, his heart speeding up as the vampire nuzzled at the hardened flesh straining at his pants. Alucard rubbed his cheek over the paladin’s crotch, like a cat, and Alex bucked at the sensation, throwing his head back and gripping the sheets. Maybe…if he’d ever done anything like this before, it wouldn’t be quite so intense, but he hadn’t, and so it was.

                The vampire nuzzled and nipped through the cloth. It never occurred to Alex to worry about having those fangs so close to such a delicate area. Not until Alucard hooked a fang in the buttoned fly of the pants and jerked, popping the button off and leaving him exposed to the cool air. Alex looked down his body at the black hair spilled across his hips, his heart racing and lungs pumping in fear that transmuted into lust as those searing red eyes looked up at him. That impossibly long, lithe tongue flicked out, licking a line form scrotum to head.

                The paladin’s heart skipped a beat and his breath hitched in his throat, watching that tongue undulate, exploring the folds and ridges of his cock. Cool lips closed over the tip, suckling the bead of moisture forming there.

                Those green eyes rolled up in the paladin’s head, his hips thrusting of their own accord. A low growl trickled out of the mouth suckling his cock and Alucard went down on him, lips kissing the crinkly hairs at the base of him, fangs neatly bracketing that tender flesh.

                An involuntary shout escaped his throat as his back arched and his hips bucked. The vampire rode him, those fangs so dangerously close, but kept under careful control. Sucking as he went, Alucard slid up the shaft with his lips, tongue wrapping around the flesh, and, reaching the tip, plunged back down again.

                Alex’s hands gripped the sheets as his back arched, teeth clenched against the screams that wanted to come spilling out of his throat. His breath flared through his nostrils, almost hyperventilating as the vampire’s mouth worked him over, sucking and plunging down on him. Fast and faster. Those cold hands tightened on his hips, holding them still in a steely grip, even as he fought to thrust into that talented mouth.

                He felt something begin to build, throwing his need to thrust into a fever pitched desperation. He bucked and writhed as that black-capped head bobbed up and down, the faintest scrape of fangs a titillating danger.

                Unable to hold back, his mouth opened in a gasp, followed by a loud groan. He thrust through the vampire’s grip, slamming his cock into the creature’s mouth. Once. Twice. Stars burst behind his closed eyelids as his cock spasmed in delicious agony, spilling his cum into the vampire’s mouth.

                He rose up, halfway off the bed, shouting in ecstasy. Falling back, his body trembled, a fine dew of sweat covering him.

                Alucard swallowed and slid his lips off the paladin’s cock. Alex jerked as the overly sensitive flesh twitched, the feeling so intense it almost registered as pain. The vampire pressed his forehead into the cut of the paladin’s hip and a small whimper escaped his lips. Frowning and fighting off drowsiness, Alex propped himself up on his elbows.

                “Are ye hurt, monster? Did I hurt ye?”

                Alucard shook his head and took a deep, shuddering breath that he didn’t need. He smoothed a hand up Alex’s hip.

                “Not enough,” he whispered. “I had hoped…but…not enough. It needs more…needs…”

                He swiped a tongue over the indentation peeking up from the waistband of the elastic pants. The paladin’s cock, considerably reduced in size, twitched feebly. Alucard nuzzled at his hip, nipping at the skin.

                “Again?”

                “More. It needs more, master.”

                More nips, licks across his hips. Cool fingers slipped under the waistband of the pants, eased them over the limp but stirring penis and down the paladin’s thighs. Alucard pulled the pants off the legs and tossed them onto the floor, returning to run cool hands up the insides of his master’s thighs. His hands shook, a fine trembling in his shoulders.

                “What more, monster?”

                “More, master!” He snarled it, anger and desperation deepening his voice. His hands closed over the paladin’s hips as he darted in to nip and suckled at the inside of his thigh. That tongue danced over his scrotum and teased the base of his growing cock. Alex fell back, his chest heaving with pants, trying to think, trying to puzzle out what more Alucard referred to.

                The vampire panted and moaned, hands roaming over thighs, hips, abdomen, back and…buttocks. Alex swallowed hard as those cool fingers slid down his ass and his mind jumped forward to the inevitable conclusion that should have been obvious from the beginning.

                “I canna…I canna…NO!!”

                He shoved the vampire off of him, scrambling toward the headboard of the bed and tucking his knees up to his chest. Alucard gasped and curled up into a ball of aching need, moans and whimpers spilling from his lips.

                “Please. Please, master. Please!”

                “I canna do it, monster. I canna allow ye atop me like that.”

                “Then you take me.”

                Alex’s eyes flew wide and his reviving cock twitched. He clamped down on that building need, thinking about the speculation about the vampire’s past, his aversion to male touch, his terror when his need to touch and be touched drove him into his master’s bed.

                “I canna….”

                “Please, master! If I cannot take you, then you must take me! If you do not, I will rape you. I can feel the madness creeping up. Through the bond, through your blades and your curses…if I must hunt you to the ends of the Earth, I will, though my heart shatters as I do! You are the only one the power will accept this time. Power is sacrifice. It demands this!”

                “It will break you, vampire! Shatter you into a million pieces.”

                Alucard lifted his head and the dark tracks of blood tears stained his cheeks. He wrapped his arms around his middle as thought trying to hold himself together.

                “I am already broken, master…long, long ago.”

                Tears spilled down Alex’s cheeks and he felt himself going limp at the sight of his crying vampire. Nothing so powerful should be reduced to…this.

                “I canna make it pleasant for ye, even if ye were to welcome my touch. I doan know what I’m doing.”

                Alucard shook his head, despair written across his features.

                “Does it matter? At least you would have a care for me. I don’t want to hurt you any more than you me, but at least I know what to expect. Please, master. It must be soon.”

                Alex looked the vampire over, noting the way his hands gripped his sides, the trembling in his shoulders that virtually shook his entire body. Taking a deep breath, the paladin uncurled form his position at the head of the bed and reached out to stroke a thumb over his monster’s cheek, smearing the line of red across his pale skin. Alucard shuddered, those glowing eyes closing and the muscles in his shoulders tightened as he forced himself to stay still under that touch.

                “This power of yourn…’tis evil of the highest degree, Alucard.”

                “I know, master…Alexander. I knew it when I chose it. I never thought I would regret it so much.”

                Alex knew what it took for his vampire to admit that, how out of sorts he must be to volunteer so much information. Rising to hands and knees, he ran fingers from the tracks of blood tears, up into the silky black hair. Scooting forward, he sat back on his heels so he could bring both hands into play, burying his fingers in those silky strands, massaging the scalp and drawing his vampire closer.

                Alucard resisted for a moment and then with muscles taut with tension, he moved toward his master, letting those talented fingers roam through his hair. He rested his cheek on Alex’s thigh, cool breath washing over the paladin’s groin, making the flaccid flesh begin to stir again.

                Alex’s massaging fingers moved down to the neck and then to the shoulders, attempting to ease some of that tension. The vampire nuzzled at the inside of his thigh, nipping at the flesh. Groaning, the paladin returned his attention to that silky hair. Cradling the vampire’s head in his hands, he guided him over and down until those cool lips hovered over his hardening cock. Alucard paused for a moment, but the unspoken command was clear. Shifting forward, he took the paladin’s cock in his mouth again and sucked.

                Alex’s head fell back, mouth open, eyes closed. His back arched as his hands tangled in that black hair spilled across his lap. The vampire sucked him as he grew hard again, lengthening and thickening to strain the limits of the gap between those sharp fangs.

                Gasping, the paladin pulled his servant’s head up, off his cock. Bringing that face up, he pressed a kiss to those cold lips. His tongue flicked out, a little more confident since he’d done this once before. Alucard whimpered and opened his lips, meeting Alex’s tongue with his own.

                Maintaining the kiss, Alex ran his hands down that pale, white chest, tracing the lines and curves of the lean muscle, taking note of the absence of hair until he reached the navel.

                Alucard’s body shook as his master’s hands slipped lower. The last of his clothing had disappeared at some point and the paladin’s hands met no resistance as they slid down the vampire’s hips and caressed his inner thighs. He jerked, lips frozen in the kiss and Alex stopped moving, waiting, letting him adjust to a man’s hands in such an intimate place after so many centuries.

                Shuddering, the vampire resumed the kiss, his hands coming up to touch the paladin’s shoulders, gripping them as though they kept him from falling into a black abyss. Steeling himself for Alucard’s reaction…and his own…Alex slid a hand over the vampire’s groin, finding a length of turgid flesh that jerked as his fingers enveloped it.

                Alucard gasped and broke the kiss, burying his face in the paladin’s neck, his panting growing ragged as those warm fingers explored him. Alex knew the shape of a cock, after all, he had one of his own, but he’d never seen nor touched another’s. He’d never dreamed of wanting to.

                Sliding a hand up the vampire’s back, he held him in place, steadying him as he closed his fingers over that hard flesh and began to pump, imitating with his hand what Alucard had done with his mouth. The vampire’s hands tightened on the paladin’s shoulders as his hips began to move with that warm hand. He rocked against his master, lips pressed to that warm throat and the pulse pounding just under the skin. A war fought itself out in his head between the part of him that wanted to hiss and snarl, strike out against this man that dared to lay a hand on him, and the part of him that needed this release, that needed it to be Alex here, now. The part of him that trusted his master implicitly.

                Alex turned his head, nuzzled his vampire behind the ear as he stroked and teased him, squeezing gently. He brought his free hand up to tangle it in that black, silky hair and press the vampire’s head to his cheek. A gentle kiss on the sensitive skin beneath his earlobe made the tension in Alucard’s muscles drain out of him as his grip on the paladin’s shoulders relaxed. None of the memories that triggered his nightmares included this tenderness…this concern for his fears.

                Taking a deep, shuddering breath, Alucard licked that jumping pulse, nibbling down the column of his master’s neck. Alex groaned, his hand on the vampire’s cock moving faster. Alucard gasped and tightened his grip again.

                “Too fast. Too fast, master. I won’t last.”

                The paladin slowed down but his mind raced. What now? How did he transition from this to…that?

                Pulling back, he lightened his strokes until his fingertips just trailed over that straining flesh. Alucard panted and moaned as he braced himself against the paladin’s thighs. Trying to think through the lust, Alex realized he would have to come at this from a different angle…and he’d need something else. What? Oh yes…

                Letting Alucard go, he scooted farther up the bed. The vampire whimpered, reaching for him.

                “’Tis okay, monster. I’m just fetching something.”

                He reached into the bedside table and pulled out a small bottle of lotion that he used on his elbows when they got dry and chapped in the winter. The vampire’s eyes latched onto the small container as he brought it out and a curious mix of terror and relief crossed his features.

                “Shh. ‘Tis okay, vampire.”

                Alex ran his fingers through that hair and those red eyes closed, the shoulders relaxing a touch. Alucard slowly adjusted himself, tucking his knees up under his chest, leaning forward on his elbows. His chest heaved as a touch of panic rose in him at the despised position.

                The paladin realized what was doing and his heart pounded as the realization of exactly what they were doing set in again. He almost stopped there, but he couldn’t. If Alucard could work through his terror and hold himself together to complete this wretched ritual, then he damn would meet him halfway.

                Running a gentling hand down the vampire’s back, Alex squeezed out a dollop of lotion and massaged it into the pale skin of the vampire’s back. He maneuvered around as he felt those taut muscles relax.

                Positioned behind the vampire, he ran his hands down over his buttocks, massaging as he went. He ran a thumb over the valley down the middle of those pale cheeks and every muscle in the vampire’s body tensed up again. This wasn’t working. He could feel himself wilting at the fear rolling off his vampire.

                Frowning, he moved back to massaging the back as he thought it through and Alucard shook under him. He pondered the logistics of it and an idea came to him.

                Scooting forward, he bracketed the vampire’s hips with his knees and then tugged on those pale shoulders to pull Alucard into a kneeling position.

                The vampire trembled as he adjusted, pressing his groin against that cool ass and molding the vampire’s back to his chest. With a couple of extra inches on the vampire and more of his height in his torso, the paladin managed to hover over his vampire’s shoulder and blow a warm breath into his ear. He bent his head to kiss the sensitive skin behind that pale ear and nibble his way down the column of the vampire’s throat.

                Alucard melted against him, head falling back to rest on his shoulder as Alex ran his hands down that chest, abdomen, to massage the insides of his thighs.

                This. This might work. He cupped the vampire’s balls, stroking that soft, wrinkled skin. Alucard moaned, arching against him. He stroked upward, trailing his fingers over that silky flesh that had begun to wilt with fear. It jumped and pulsed in his hand, returning to its hardened state.

                Alex kissed the vampire’s throat, nibbling at the cool, white flesh. Alucard’s breath came fast and faster, his muscles loose, as relaxed as they could be, considering what the paladin was doing to him. He arched, thrusting into that warm palm.

                Alex kept a grip on Alucard’s cock, letting the vampire establish the movement as he eased his other hand to slide below the vampire’s scrotum, to collect a smudge of lotion and smear it where it needed to go. The vampire froze, body going taut at that touch. The paladin nuzzled him behind the ear and tightened the grip on his cock, but refused to take his fingers away from where he massaged the lotion in.

                By degrees, Alucard relaxed again, moving with the hand on his cock. His eyes fluttered up in his head and he didn’t even jerk as Alex carefully slid a finger inside him. They moved together as the paladin added a second finger. His own cock jerked and strained as his mind raced forward to where this was headed. The vampire arched against him, the once loathsome act taking on a whole new aspect with care and tenderness added in.

                Carefully, Alex slid his fingers out and positioned himself. He almost asked the vampire if he was ready, but didn’t want to break that blissful haze with the cold reality of what was about to happen.

                Wrapping an arm around that cool white chest, his other hand still on his servant’s cock, he pushed. Not hard, but inexorably entering that opening. They gasped together and froze, Alex only part way in. They tensed together, Alucard in fear and mild discomfort, Alex in shock at how tight that grip was. Blinking, he forced his attention back to the vampire, feeling him wilting a little.

                Frowning with concern, the paladin licked a line up Alucard’s neck, nibbling on his earlobe and blowing a warm breath over the shell of his ear.

                “Relax, vampire. It’s me. I’ll not harm ye if I can avoid it. Relax.”

                At the sound of his master’s voice, Alucard’s muscles lost some of their tension. Alex kept up a murmuring dialogue of senseless words as he began a slow, rocking motion, pushing a little deeper with each thrust. The cock in his hand recovered and the vampire moaned, head falling back again. They moved together, working past that tight barrier until Alucard hissed with frustration and shoved himself down on Alex’s cock. The paladin gasped, sensation shooting through him, his cock twitching under the tight grip around it.

                “Oh, Mary, mother of God!” he muttered, completely oblivious to the utter blasphemy in that phrase when paired with his current situation.

                “Not here, master. Not now,” Alucard said through clenched teeth. It took Alex a moment to realize what he meant, and then he didn’t care anymore as the vampire rocked against him. An incredible need to drive hard and fast into that tightness creeped over him, but…no. He couldn’t. He wouldn’t! Not yet.

                Gritting his teeth against that overwhelming urge, Alex pulled back a little and thrust. Alucard made a sound deep in his throat that in no way resembled pain or discomfort. Encouraged, the paladin picked up his pace, sliding smoothly in and out, hand tightening and spasming around the vampire’s cock. Together, they gasped and strained, moving in rhythm.

                Alex fought to hang onto his control, but it slipped through his fingers like water through a sieve. His mind slipped away as he buried his face in Alucard’s neck, gripping him about the chest and thrusting home again and again. The orgasm caught him by surprise, exploding through him as Alucard’s cock jerked and spasmed in his hand, coating it in thick, white cum.

                Stars flashed behind his closed eyelids as they strained together, caught in the ecstasy of the act.

                As one, they collapsed over on their sides, Alex curled around his vampire. He slid out before the last throes of the orgasm could fade, jerking with the sensitivity of his flesh. He wanted to bask in the ecstasy, let his eyes roll up in his head and fall asleep, but he couldn’t. Not until he knew if it was over, if they’d succeeded…and how damaged Alucard’s psyche was, now.

                “Vampire?”

                No response.

                “Alucard. Speak to me. Let me know you’re still there.”

                “I’m here, master. I…I think I’m fine.”

                The vampire blinked, dazed and shocked. That part of him that cringed from any male touch had fled. He felt…safe. Even after what they’d just done, his master’s arms wrapped around him, the warm body pressed to his back, all of it spelled safety to him. He ached, yes, but only distantly, and that would fade quickly. Alex’s arms tightened around him in relief, his master’s face buried in his hair.

                “Ye’re certain?”

                “As certain as I can be.”

                He pressed back into Alex’s arms, his relaxed muscles and contented sigh the best reassurance he could give his master. The paladin nuzzled at his neck, laying a gentle kiss there.

                “Please tell me this new ability of yourn was worth the anguish, vampire.”

                Alucard lay there for a moment, mentally riffling through his powers, looking for anything new. His eyes opened in surprise. Struggling out of his master’s arms, he reached for the drawer in the bedside table and drew out the silver crucifix Alex always kept nearby. He wrapped the beaded chain around his wrist and gripped the cross in his hand as he settled back against his master, oblivious to the fact that they were both still stark naked.

                Alex peered over his shoulder at what he held and blinked.

                “Tha’s blessed silver, vampire.”

                “I know, master.”

                “There’s no burning?”

                “None, master. I don’t feel a thing. Complete immunity.”

                “Do ye consider it worth it?”

                Alucard thought about it and slowly nodded.

                “I think…I think immunity to silver and holy items are not the only things I’ve gained tonight.”

                Alex almost asked him what he meant, but he thought he could guess. He had no intention of repeating this experience ever again, but if Alucard had gained a level of comfort with him that meant he wouldn’t feel the need to flinch away from his touch anymore, then he could count the battle well fought. He pulled the vampire into his arms and kissed the top of his head, finally giving in to the exhaustion of the emotional rollercoaster they’d just ridden. Those green eyes closed and a small smile touched his lips as the rumbling thrum of Alucard’s purr vibrated against his chest.
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