Never Forget Where You've Been | By : BishiMistress Category: +S to Z > Trinity Blood Views: 4142 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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DarkCrusnikMagician: I'm glad you liked the make-up scene and the crispy scene. Lol It does make sense, and I had to keep him close somehow. I love Hugue. Nothing like a tortured soul in need of repair. Read on and enjoy! Sorry for the long wait!
Darkephoenix: :"> I try to make those chapters good. Yeah. Hiatus? WTF? what is that? IT'S NOT ALLOWED! *huff huff* excuse me, I mean... I can't wait for the next volume... I'm glad you enjoyed the last chapter and sorry this one took so long. Read and enjoy!
winterfrau: I'm glad you liked the scene with Alex and Hugue. Yeah, I wanted Abel to change his stance a little bit, because to me, in the first story, he didn't really... declare anything. It was there, but it was unspoken, and this time he's not going to hold back. Plus the thought of a kinky Abel just makes my bones quiver and melt.... and shhh! yes, I dropped hints, but we're not there yet ;) That's next chapter.
Min: I'm glad you liked it. Yeah, it's going to get real interesting real soon. Don't worry, Cain will come around soon enough. He's so pretty I can't forget about him for too long. Yummm... Cain... *drools* anyway, read on and enjoy!
KaieAithne: welcome back! I'm glad you like the scene *hands you a belated pack of cigs and a strong drink* Glad I could inspire. I do try ;) Read on and enjoy!
THANK YOU ALL! Thanks to everyone who showed concern for my family and myself. I really appreciate the well wishes and the good vibes! I'm sad to report that, though my dad is back to normal, he's... back to normal, all the irksome tendencies invluded. I basically babysat him for three days to make sure he didn't open his incision, and I got nothing but verbal abuse for my troubles. *shrugs* such is life. I'm really very sorry that I dropped this fic for so long, but I really needed to focus my writing somewhere else for a time. I know it sounds really stupid, since all I write is fan fic, but I began writing this story with the YnM characters and I really took it to heart. I cranked out a prologue and four chapters in a week or so and I used the time to examine my own sadness and fears about death. How ridiculous is that? Writing a wannabe romance/slut story that starts off with death and steals someone else's characters? UGH! I'm so pathetic! >.< Anyway, thank you all again. Enjoy the nice long chapter and review!
Chapter 23: Looking for Trouble
Alex was stirred from her dreams by hair tickling her sides and a warm mouth pressing kisses over her ribs. She sighed contentedly and stretched, listening to the movement of her partner. Alex kept her eyes closed, smiling, as he brushed his fingers up over her thighs, spreading them gently.
“Mmm... Ready for another round already, Abel?”
He didn’t respond verbally, but took a nipple into his mouth, suckling and teasing her skin with his tongue. Alex sighed and combed her fingers through his long beautiful hair. He kissed his way up to her neck, his fingers kneading her muscles as his weight settled between her legs. He bit into her shoulder and she gasped, her nails digging into his back. He chuckled, but the sound didn’t rumble through her body the way it normally did.
“Abel?” Alex pushed him back forcefully, staring up into his face. The confusion left his features as he saw the carefully guarded fear in her own. He smiled reassuringly, kissing her palm and fingers until she calmed beneath him.
“Yes, it’s me, Alex.” His eyes glittered in the weak pre-dawn light and she played with his hair, trying to relax for him.
“Prove it.” Abel blinked at her, not sure he’d heard her right.
“Excuse me?”
“Prove it.” Alex blushed and smiled at him playfully.
“Mmm. And just how do I prove it, Dearest?” He smiled at her, his fingers beginning their exploration of her body anew. Alex sighed softly, shuddering under his touch.
“Tell me something only you and I would know.” Abel considered her for a moment before laying against her completely, holding tightly as his lips brushed her ear.
“The first night we were intimate you told me you loved me.” Alex blushed furiously, nuzzling into his shoulder. “I think you’d already fallen asleep, but I told you I loved you too. I was a fool for not telling you every time I had the opportunity.”
Alex whimpered quietly and clung to him, her tears wetting his shoulder. He held her as she released her emotions with her tears. He covered her tear stained face in kisses, rolling onto his back, holding her against his chest. When Alex calmed she began kissing his chest, turning her face up toward his slowly.
“Did I prove it?”
“Yeah. It’s you all right.” Alex smiled and kissed his chest, nipping gently. She held his gaze as she played with a nipple and Abel bit his lip, sighing softly at the sight of her.
“Are you ready for me, Alexandra?”
“I’ve been ready for years.” Abel watched as she slid off to his side, laying back against the pillow. “Come here.”
“Don’t want to be in charge, hmm?”
“Nope.” Alex sighed contentedly as Abel’s weight settled between her parted thighs. Abel smiled warmly as she wrapped her long legs around his waist, pulling him tightly against her.
“What a lovely start to the morning.” Abel ground against her lightly, leaning forward to steal a tender kiss. Alex kissed him back, threading her fingers into his hair. He moved down to tease her sensitive neck, nipping and suckling as he went. Alex moaned freely, the heat in her skin growing as he moved against her. Abel pulled back to look into Alex’s flushed face, grinning as she struggled to right her breathing.
“Damn it, you’re hot!” Alex bit her lower lip and grinned up at Abel as he burst out laughing.
“Am I?” He grinned as he slid down her body, pressing her thighs up and into the bed.
“Hell yeah. Especially when you do that.” Alex flushed as she threaded her fingers into his long hair yet again, holding it off his face. She gasped as he traced her lips with his tongue, his fingers massaging her thighs. Alex relaxed back into the bed, gathering his hair as he teased her with his tongue. Abel drew the flat of his tongue across her clit, teasing in slow circles until Alex’s quiet sighs escalated into whimpers and moans. After a few more languid strokes with his tongue, Abel reached up to tuck a couple of fingers into her wetness, thrusting slowly. Alex responded beautifully, arching her back and crying out.
“Abel!”
“Yes, Love?” Abel looked up into her eyes as he continued to rub her gently, watching the pleasure play across her features.
“I want to feel you.”
“As you will, Alex.”
Abel pulled himself up even with her, laying over her once more. Alex whimpered plaintively, wiggling against him. Abel chuckled, kissing her deeply, calming her. He cradled her throat with one hand as he slowly seated himself to the hilt, moaning softly as he gained her heat. Alex whimpered, her legs wrapping tightly around his waist.
“I wonder if I’ll ever be able to convince you that slow can be just as good.” Abel smiled and thrust into her deeply, his thumb tracing her jaw.
“Oh, I remember your method of slow perfectly. I’m not desperate to go fast, I’m just desperate to be joined with you.” Abel groaned and lifted her hips, keeping his slow pace. Alex whimpered and moaned every time he re-seated himself.
“What else do you remember, Alexandra?” Abel angled his hips, his breath tickling her ear, making her shiver. Alex gasped, her nails raking his back.
“Abel...” Abel’s steady deep thrusting distracted her and she couldn’t finish her thought.
“Yes, Alexandra? Tell me what you remember.” Abel’s hand encased the left side of her neck while his teeth sank into the right side, making her cry out and tighten around him involuntarily.
“I remember this. I remember the way it felt when we were together, like our bodies were made for each other.” Alex’s response was punctuated with gasps and moans as Abel continued to nip and kiss her neck.
“Maybe we were made for each other, Alexandra.” Abel kissed a trail over her collar bone, biting into the top swell of a breast. Alex cried out, her hands flying up to grip his hair.
“Abel!” She gripped him so tightly with her thighs that he had trouble maintaining his thrusting.
“Relax, Alexandra. Let me pleasure you.” Abel suckled softly, his tongue teasing her flesh as his voice echoed through her mind. Alex sighed softly, relaxing slowly, letting Abel move more freely. Abel pulled away from her breast, moving down to tease her nipple again. Alex cradled his head to her chest, whimpering quietly in his ear as her nails grazed his scalp. She pulled Abel up from her chest so she could look into his eyes, flushing under his care. He thrust into her, wrapping his arms around her, each listening to the sounds of the other.
“Abel.” Alex groaned and bit her lip, the blush creeping down her neck. Abel cupped the nape of her neck, kissing her throat as she tightened on him.
“Come for me, Alexandra.” Abel groaned as she tightened again, her lips seeking his as she moved to meet him thrust for thrust. She whimpered quietly and they cradled each other, their embrace almost desperate, their movements becoming more heated. Alex kissed him, her teeth grazing his lip as she let her head fall back with a soft cry. Abel slipped a hand between them, his fingers brushing against her clit. Alex gasped and flushed, pressing her body against his with a keening whine.
“What is it, Alexandra?”
“Abel.” Alex’s features scrunched as though she were hurting, but she clung to him so tightly that he couldn’t have pulled away from her. He leaned in to whisper in her ear, his warm breath and tender words finally pushing her over the edge.
“Alex, I love you.” Alex cried out, her nails biting into his skin, her muscles tightening on him erratically, her legs gripping him almost painfully. Abel felt as though he were blasted with a warm wave of inundating emotion, his breath stolen from him as his orgasm hit him sooner than expected. He released a ragged cry and his breath returned to him in gasps as he slumped against her, his hips coming to a slow stop. He panted as he leaned his forehead against hers, his arms shaking with the storm of emotion and the strain of physical exertion. The sharp smell of tears made him pull back in alarm.
“Alexandra? Did I hurt you, love?” Abel’s voice quivered in concern as he noted the blood tears staining her cheeks. She found herself unable to speak just then and reached to pull him close to her again. He rolled onto his side and pulled her against his chest protectively, stroking her hair. He kissed her temple, rocking her until her tears dried and her sobs quieted into hiccups. “What’s wrong, Alex?”
“I’ve wasted so much time. I hurt you both because I couldn’t let go of the other.” Abel felt a stone sink to the pit of his stomach at her words, but continued to comfort her, petting her lovingly.
“What do you mean, love?”
“Part of the reason I couldn’t look at you when I came back to the AX was because I wanted nothing more than to cling to you, to have you hold me, until my tears stopped flowing. I felt like I was betraying Hugue for even thinking about it. I loved Hugue with all of my heart, but there wasn’t a day in those forty years that I didn’t think about you. I hated myself for skulking around the Vatican, hiding from you. I hated myself for making you believe I still hated you, all the while hoping that you didn’t still hate me.” Abel cupped her face in his hands, giving her a gentle shake to gain her attention.
“I never hated you, Alex. I know I said very hateful things at a time when you needed me most, but I have never hated you.” Alex nodded, her tears flowing again.
“I pushed you away for ten years, I pushed Hugue away for a year after we were married. I hurt you both with my cold nature because I couldn’t reconcile my own guilt.” Abel covered her cheeks in kisses, still petting her.
“Don’t love. It’s done now. Hugue loves you, I love you. You cannot get the time back, but we can make up for what was lost.” Abel rubbed her back, kneading her tensed muscles. She sighed and tried to relax, nodding. He kissed her tenderly and she immediately reciprocated, suckling weakly on his lower lip. She whimpered as he continued to comb through her hair with his slender fingers, grazing her scalp. His ministrations worked wonders and she was soon settled against his chest, her breathing normal. Alex squirmed against him, leaning up to kiss his jaw line, her breath ghosting over his ear.
“I love you too, Abel. I’ve always loved you.” Alex snaked her arms around his neck and he sighed, releasing all of his own tension as he held her.
“I’ve waited forty years for this.” Abel covered her shoulder in soft kisses, gripping her almost painfully. They held each other in silence for some time until their emotions settled as well as their breathing. Abel pulled away and smiled at her.
“What?” Alex swiped at her wet cheeks, blushing under his twinkling gaze.
“Roll over for me, babe.” Alex gave him a quizzical look, doing as he asked. Abel leaned over her, his warm breath tickling her spine, making her tense and whimper quietly. He chuckled, tracing her spine with his tongue. She arched and cried out, gripping the pillow beneath her. “Let me play with your wings.”
Alex smiled to herself as she let her wings materialize, her fangs and claws grow, and her eyes shine with a beautiful blue glow. Abel followed suit, his midnight wings dipping down to brush against hers. She closed her eyes and whimpered at the curious sensation. Abel gathered her hair and scooped it over her shoulder, exposing the back of her neck. Alex shivered, but remained perfectly still for him otherwise. Abel flexed his wings, the tips of his feathers brushing against hers. Alex gasped and flushed at the sensitivity in her wings.
“Have you not experimented with your wings, love?” Abel bit her ear gently and she moaned outright.
“No.”
“What a shame.” Abel sat up and traced his fingers over her wings, listening to the symphony of sounds that bubbled from her as his fingertips danced across the top arc of her wing, coming down to trace the main flight feathers. When his tender exploration was finished, Abel leaned close and kissed the nap of her neck, his tongue teasing the flesh he’s abused mere hours before. Without warning he sank his fangs into her as he had the night before. She cried out, arching her back, her nerves electrified as he suckled and teased the skin he held captive. Alex was soon reduced to a gooey pile and Abel chuckled, giving her a few minutes to collect herself.
“Mine.” Again, Abel claimed her, even if it was only for them to hear. She smiled, and blushed into her pillow, secretly thrilled that he’d become somewhat possessive of her. He lapped at the wounds, but didn’t seal them. “You are mine, now and forever, as surely as I am yours.”
She sat up, sitting next to him so she might explore him similarly. She was delighted when his own sounds of pleasure sent a rumble through her chest, causing heat to pool in her belly. After several minutes, Alex merely leaned against his shoulder, letting her wings fade and her features settle into her Terran guise. Abel pulled her across his lap and she curled into his chest, sighing contentedly.
“We should really get up and get ready for the day.” Abel groaned, nuzzling her hair.
“Must we? It’s early yet.”
“You’re the one that always has to have sex as the sun rises.” Abel snickered near her ear, his voice taking on a playful bedroom tone.
“Did you not enjoy it, love?” He reached around to trace his mark on the back of her neck. She shivered, leveling him with a smoldering gaze.
“I enjoy every single touch and caress.”
“What about the thrusting, licking, and biting?” Abel nipped at her lobe and she whimpered.
“Even more pleasurable, in case you couldn’t tell by my screaming.”
“Yes, well... if everyone can’t tell we’re back together by our demeanor, I’m sure we announced it quite plainly last night to whomever cared to listen.” Alex blushed brightly, her ears and part lighting up with a warm glow. Abel laughed heartily as he lifted her and carried her to the bathroom, starting the shower for them.
Alex and Abel had breakfast with the children, Cen being quieter than usual, though he didn’t say anything remotely rude. Alex made a special point to pull him aside and praise him for his good behavior before she let him follow his siblings as they tore off to further explore the Vatican.
“So, what to do with the rest of our day.” Abel grinned at her, adjusting his glasses with a slender finger. Alex shook her head at him.
“I swear, if I were still Terran, you’d make me bow-legged.”
“Surely it’s not that dramatic, though I know I can have quite a thirst.” Abel leaned in over her, his lips closing in on hers. Alex chuckled and placed her hands on his chest, halting his progress.
“Hold on there, cowboy. I need to speak with Lady Hellsing.” Abel pouted, clasping her hands in his, covering them in tender kisses.
“Is there no way to distract you?” He leveled her with his best puppy dog eyes.
“I assure you, I am always distracted by you. Let me speak with her and maybe we can go into town and have a day with the kids.”
“That all you were thinking of doing?” Abel’s pale fingers traced the top of her corset, pulling away as her breath hitched.
“Maybe we can sneak off to some dark little corner while they’re playing...”
“And?”
“And go at it again like ravening things when they’ve gone to bed?”
“That’s my girl.” Abel pinned her to the wall, kissing her deeply, his raw need making her knees weaken.
“Abel, please.” Alex’s breathless plea was met with his body, pressing her more fully against the wall.
“Mine.” Abel lifted a leather clad leg, wrapping it around his waist. Alex flushed and nodded a little dumbly.
“Yes. All yours.” She wrapped her arms around his neck as he ground into her, kissing her neck, his tongue teasing the edge of the large mark he’d left on the nape of her neck. He calmed considerably, letting her leg drop, cradling her face.
“No one will ever take you from me again.” Alex shook her head, kissing him tenderly.
“I’ll come find you when I’ve finished speaking with Integra.”
“I’ll be waiting.” Abel grinned as he released her, adjusting his robes to make sure his state wasn’t completely obvious. Alex watched him saunter away, smiling to herself as she struggled to steady her breathing. A few moments later, Alex left the dining hall to search for Lady Hellsing. Alex found her sitting in an abandoned corridor, perched on one of the window-like openings, musing to herself as she nursed a cigar.
“Lady Hellsing, may I speak with you?” Integra eyed Alex through her customary halo of smoke.
“What can I do for you, Alexandra?” Integra’s sharp accent and cool tone was less than inviting, but Alex took it lightly.
“I need to know about the seals on Alucard’s gloves.” Integra’s eyes narrowed to dangerous slits, but Alex remained firm.
“The Hellsings created those seals to keep his powers under control.”
“How much do they limit him?”
“His powers are limited on levels based on their destructiveness. The higher the levels can only be released by voice command of the head of the Hellsing family. He does, however, have the ability to gain access to these powers without my help, should his life be endangered. It’s called the Cromwell Approval.”
“I see. How do the seals recognize you as the Hellsing heir?”
“The seal is stamped with Abraham Van Hellsing’s blood. My ancestors used many old bits of magic to make those seals. It uses Abraham’s blood and compares it to mine. The bloodline is the same, and the seals do their magic.”
“So, the seals rely on the spiritual aspect of Nosferatu nature?”
“Indeed. Your Methuselah are creatures quite easily explained by science. In fact, they were created by man’s own superiority complex. They are also easily dispatched.”
“True, most Methuselah rely on their sheer speed and strength when they fight. However, it isn’t a Methuselah I’m after. I seek to eradicate a Crusnik and his pet Nosferatu.” Integra gazed at Alex a moment longer.
“You think someone has copied the seals?”
“I don’t know how exact the copy is, but yes.”
“Impossible.” Alex blinked, taken aback by the cold confidence in her voice.
“With all due respect, Lady Hellsing, you have a pet Vampire. Nothing is impossible.”
“Some things are impossible, Lady Watteau.” Alex bristled silently at the mocking air Integra adopted.
“I cut off his head with a blessed silver blade, pierced his heart, and burned him.”
“I was there. Quite impressive, really.”
“He is not dead.”
“Nonsense. His ilk couldn’t survive that. Your flames were blistering from across the room.”
“Indeed. However, he was recalled to his coven. His Master saved him before my hateful flames could destroy him.”
“And how could you possibly know that?” Alucard’s voice broke into the conversation before Integra could ask that question herself. Alex’s jaw tightened angrily, her ire rising as she was challenged once again. Alucard’s body sprouted from the ceiling, hanging upside down, stopping when he came face to face with Alex. Alucard grinned, hanging there like a monstrous bat, watching Alex fume.
“His Master is my Master. I felt the call in my very blood.” Integra looked a little shocked at her revelation, but quickly recovered her icy glare.
“You were turned by Contra Mundi?”
“His name is Cain. Yes, he infected me with his nanomachines and his blood. I carry the Methuselah virus as well as Crusnik nanomachines, but I have also been infected by a Nosferatu. So, you see, I am infected body, mind, and soul. Thus I am not merely a Methuselah, nor am I merely a Nosferatu. I am truly an ‘other’.”
“What a delicate conundrum. Out to destroy her Master. That’s a high crime among us, Lady Watteau.” Alex bared her fangs, making them elongate threateningly.
“Master is a title and relationship that weak little boys created while they trembled in the face of immortality. He took me by force, Count. There was no pretense of a choice, and as I laid there, listening to my heart stopping, I prayed he would release me into the merciful embrace of death. He cast me into the sun moments after he forced me into monstrous being, so he was the first to step into the taboos of your kind. So, knowing the situation, who would see fit to punish me for a crime I’ve yet to commit?” Alucard dropped from the ceiling, landing on his feet, and approached her, grinning maniacally. She stood tall and resolute, even as he towered over her by almost a foot.
“Believe me, Alexandra. If I decided you deserved to be punished, then you would be punished most spectacularly.”
“Arrogance is a dangerous thing, Alucard. Nothing is forever, not even an immortal’s life time.”
“And yet you didn’t reject the idea of punishment at my hand. Is that another one of your deeply buried secrets, Alex?” Alucard drew close, his lips a breath away from her ear. His hand came up to cradle the back of her neck where Abel’s bite mark was still healing. Integra was looking away, her jaw set painfully tight in anger. “Do you like a little pain with your pleasure, pet?”
“I have never been and never will be any man’s pet. Besides, being a heartbreaker is one of the least attractive qualities a monster can possess.” Alex cast a poignant glance in Integra’s direction. Alucard remained focused on her, pinching the nape of her neck until she snarled in pain and irritation.
“Perhaps he hasn’t said it in so many words, but I assure you that you have been claimed.” Alex slapped him, mussing his bangs so that they covered his eyes.
“Yeah, I bet it just gets your goat, doesn’t it? You can’t stand that you didn’t win with your usual overbearing tactics.”
“Who says I haven’t won and who says I have to be overbearing?” He turned back to her, leveling her with a heated glance as Integra stomped on her cigar butt and left.
“You’re disgusting.” Alex stared at him a moment longer before taking to the air with a single flap of her massive wings. Alucard watched her form grow smaller and smaller, finally disappearing altogether. He gave a sniff and couldn’t get a good lock on Integra. He smiled to himself, thinking about how angry she would be. He always did enjoy it when she fought him with all her strength. A wicked grin spread across his handsome features as he disappeared into the wall behind him to go search for his beautiful prey.
Am I the only person in the free world that believes sex isn't just about physical gratification, but should have at least SOME emotional attachment involved? The shit I hear at work, I swear...
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