Dangerous Minds | By : Countess_Millarca Category: Hellsing > Het - Male/Female Views: 5132 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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This was supposed to be a dream, Integra thought. It's not like it was happening for real, so why was she resisting so hard the impulse to let him do what he wanted to her and to hell with it. Clearly, her body had a mind of its own and soon she was going to lose control of it. And now, she was starting to sound like those pathetic heroines that had no other choice but to submit to the strong, dominating male like the in the novels Seras was so fond of. The young Draculina had some serious issues for sure. Maybe she should have a talk with her about men. Like she was an expert! If she was, she would not be in that position right now. Maybe she should watch Femme Fatale or Body heat or some kind of movie like that and learn a few things. Suddenly her thoughts were interrupted, when she felt a hot breath scorching her neck, thus proving her point that all resistance was futile.
Alucard listened to her inner dialogue with great amusement. He had a feeling that if he let her be, she could continue her debate until even she herself had forgotten what she was thinking about. He also made a mental note to have a talk with his fledgling about bees, honey and bears. Given her ignorance, she was more likely to kill a man in her passion, than make "sweet love". On second thought, that could be funny.
And now he was getting lost in translation. Damn, it was contagious. Time for some action.
Leaning forward, he inhaled deep at that smell that was driving him mad with lust. Obviously she liked that as well, as she took a sharp inhale of her own at his action. The clothes had to go though. He wanted to touch and lick and tease that luscious dark skin, until it became red from his attentions.
"I really love your choice of dressing, Integra. Especially...these ties you always wear" he said as he grabbed it and pulled her to him squeezing a bit and making her struggle for breath. At the same time, he finally moved his hand from her thigh to her center and rubbed what he knew was already wet for him.
The suffocation together with what he was doing below her waist, almost made her climax right there fully clothed and without so much as minimum skin contact. This is not good, this is definitely bad, Integra thought when she managed to catch her breath. If she was on the verge of exploding from just that, what was going to happen when he started touching her for real? This was a lost fight and it was high time she manned up and admitted it. Okay wrong wording here, it was high time she womaned up and admitted it. And now she was making new words for crying out loud. But, she was right about the woman part and she was damn well going to take advantage of it. If she was going down, she was taking him with her or on her or below her, but definitely in her. After all this was all a fantasy and it's time she took an active part in it as well. Right, of course there was a little problem with that, she remembered painfully. She was still tied up and blindfolded! And judging by his little game with her tie, she was going to be that way for a long time. Clearly the man liked the bondage stuff!
"Alucard, a man never makes a woman wait for too long. Or are you one of these types that are all talk and no action? Since you have gotten my hopes up this far, it would be extremely disappointing if you are not "standing up" to the challenge" Integra said with a sultry voice.
This woman had a way with words that could make a monk commit every sin known to man, much less a depraved devil like himself, Alucard thought.
Even so, he had no intention of succumbing to her taunts and changing his pace. He wanted to savor her slowly and if she had objections to that… well too bad she was kind of tied up at the moment and couldn't go anywhere.
"Have you never heard of patience, Integra? You humans have a tendency to rash through life, that you never truly know its pleasures. Aren't you glad you have such an experienced teacher? I have a feeling that very soon you will be the one begging me to stay" he said as he let go of her tie and kneeled, positioning himself between her legs. Leaning forward, he bit through her blouse tearing up the fabric and revealing her exquisite, covered in black lace breasts.
"Hmm … black. I would have expected something more preservative from my Iron Maiden, but I guess you aren't so innocent as you would like others to believe, are you, Integra?"
Integra shivered both from the cold air that hit her breasts as he uncovered the front of her body and the suggestive tone of his deep voice. Aahhh yes … she had forgotten that a male's low, husky voice could be such a huge turn on for her.
"Does this excite you vampire? I didn't expect you to be affected by such a simple matter as black lace."
"It's not the fabric, Integra, that makes my blood boil, but the why you choose to wear such undergarments. I know what you are thinking when you are coming out of the bath, with your skin all wet and flushed, pondering on what to wear underneath your clothes. You're thinking how would a male react undressing you, finding all this soft skin peeking underneath that lace. How his eyes would fill with approval and his hands would move to caress these delicious mounds, slowly lowering the cups and tasting your hot skin. I lie awake and see those images as clear as crystal and the best part is knowing that the male you're thinking of is ME!" he said as he lowered he head and did exactly what he had described.
Damn him and his sneakiness! So he had known all along about her bath ceremony. He had seen her put on the provocative underwear and touch herself intimately thinking it was his hands doing the touching and his tongue the reason her skin felt wet instead of the drops of water that still lingered on her skin. And if he had seen that much, then she had a pretty good idea about what was coming next.
Still, his hand that cupped her breast felt so much better than in her imagination. His mouth was latched on to her left breast making delicious suction motions and his tongue was circling her aching nipple wreaking havoc on her senses. What undid her, though, was his teeth grazing the sensitive skin underneath her breast sliding upwards to put a little pressure to her nipple before releasing it and doing the same to her right breast. A loud moan escaped her lips and she thrust her body forward eager to feel more of what his mouth did to her.
She tasted like wine, sweet and intoxicating driving him mad with lust. How many torturous, sleepless nights had he spent dreaming about what her skin tasted, how perfect her breasts felt and what kind of sounds she made while he pleasured her? Too many, he thought answering his own question. But after tonight, all of this was going to come to an end, because she was the one that would come to his chambers seeking him to make this a reality!
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