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Dangerous Minds	By : Countess_Millarca Category: Hellsing > Het - Male/Female Views: 5132 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"You can stop the pretence now, Integra. I can hear your erratic heartbeat, see your perfect skin covered in a fine line of sweat, smell the tempting fragrance of your arousal, hear your ecstatic moans", he whispered seductively mere inches from her lips sending her a mental image of her current state.

Integra was shocked at the decadent image he was projecting to her head. Was this lustful creature really herself? Her head was bent backwards, her breathing was heavy, pieces of her shirt were hanging from her body and that black lace was pushed aside, revealing a fair amount of her breasts. She looked like a temptress shamelessly beckoning her lover. How she desired to look into that bottomless crimson stare being held captive by the sight she presented.

"Alucard … she muttered his name laced with dark desperation.

Alucard felt the urgent need carved in her voice like a dagger cutting through his self control. Those alluring lips so painfully close to his were making him impatient as well. He longed to be lost into her eyes, letting the hunger and desire reflected there merge with his own. He slowly removed the scarf covering her eyes, viewing it now as more of an obstruction. It had served its original purpose; awakening her primal instincts.

She slowly raised her eyelids, marveling at the sublime face she knew so well. Lascivious lips, a patrician nose, exquisite high cheekbones. Lastly she met his glowing, scarlet eyes; eyes overflowing with ardent, all-consuming thirst. She felt his hunger dominating her.

"Too late, too late…" she sighed in utter surrender, inching closer, eliminating the distance between them, until she felt the velvety softness of his lips upon her own.

Alucard succumbed to the liquid fire he recognized burning in those pale blue orbs, her intense stare piercing through the depths of his darkened soul, rousing emotions since long ago forgotten, as their lips fused together. He tasted the nectar she was offering and felt the urgency behind her restraint. As their breaths mingled, he tasted the faint odor of a cigar permeating him.

Integra was drowning in a perpetual swirl of sensations, when she felt fangs penetrating sinfully her lower lip. She gasped in pain mixed with pleasure, allowing his tongue and the coppery taste of blood to enter her mouth. Divine. She marveled in the erotic dance of tongues, allowing him to take charge of the kiss. Who would have ever thought just one kiss to be so rapturous, destroying any and all pretense of her previous indifference.

Her breathing became labored as he excruciatingly slow reached down and slipped his hand inside her slacks, caressing her core, letting the wetness teasingly coat his fingers. He sunk a long, pale finger inside her moist sheath, her tight walls swallowing it easily, guiding him deep into her mystical entrance. She trembled; a resonating shiver coursing throughout her body, her walls convulsing around him, until she could no longer separate reality from illusion. An euphoric sensation overwhelmed her and she struggled for breath, abruptly feeling deprived of oxygen. She momentarily wondered if this is what a pure orgasm was, until immense, unadulterated pleasure overtook her, making her unable to think no more.

Alucard gazed at the siren sprawled before him. She was uninhibited in her release, her entire body glistening from his attentions, the straining cords at her neck captivating him, driving him insane with need. He ached to taste the intoxicating liquid running through the visible veins there, while he sought his own climax inside her welcoming body. With rash, brusque moves he ripped the leather binding her hands, lifted her from her chair and threw her upon the desk, scattering documents and everything else around in the process. There was only the violent sound of tearing fabric, before he plunged inside her fiercely with a deep hoarse moan escaping his lips. Heaven. If a creature such as he was ever to be allowed entrance to a place such as there, he was certain he was experiencing it at this exact moment. Those were his last thoughts right before a frenzied passion consumed him, eradicating everything else but the female beneath him.

She was well aware of his infatuation with violence, however she had never seen him at such a wild state before. Still bewildered by remnants of her earth-shattering orgasm, she had found herself being mauled by a rampaging beast. Before she could utter even a single word of futile protest, his hard length pierced her with a powerful thrust, rekindling the feeling of ecstasy she had experienced but moments ago. Forcing with unimaginable difficulty her eyes open, she was rewarded with an image far too sensual for words to describe. He resembled a dark, fallen angel made for risque seduction; his hands were gripping her thighs with such force, he was sure to cause bruises, his clothes were disheveled, a well defined, pale chest and a hard, lean stomach were laid bare for her to drown in their perfection, his face … ooohhh his face! His mouth was carved in a lustful resemblance of a grin with alabaster fangs gleaming, insinuating all kinds of carnal satisfaction. His vermillion eyes shone with an animalistic suggestion, entrapping her deeper in this hedonic join of their bodies.

While she was still enthralled by his heathen stare, his pace became more urgent, his features strained and it became truly impossible to concentrate on anything else other than the demand of her body. She was close and so was he. Wrapping a hand around her waist, he half lifted her off the desk and leaned in, meeting her in the middle. She hissed with pleasure, when her sensitized nipples came in contact with his naked chest and she felt his tongue carve a wet trail in her delicate neck. She was fully aware of his sinister intentions and for the first time in her life she craved them as well. He may have domineered over her physically and mentally up until now, but in the end she possessed the ambrosia that sustained him. She and she alone had controlled this untamable beast.

"Bite me vampire. Do it. Take me in you as I have taken you in me" she commanded with a low, husky voice.

He obliged her at once, striking fast without delay, sinking his accursed fangs deep into her succulent skin, swallowing erotically. That double, simultaneous, dangerously sweet invasion to her body sent her right over the edge. She reached the peak of inconceivable ecstasy, her body breaking down in uncontrollable spasms, his name a revered scream escaping her lips. Feeling her body convulse under him, whilst the taste of her nectarous blood was so strongly ingrained in his mouth triggered his own violent climax. He carefully withdrew his fangs, letting her fall back similarly to a puppet when the puppeteer severs the strings holding her in place. Once again, he captured her thighs with his hands and finally allowed his body to pursue the ultimate high, furiously pounding into her yielding flesh, roaring his release. Integra was unable to avert her eyes from the sight he presented, poised above her. Pure male perfection. She had only seen him have this kind of reaction only after massacre and mass annihilation, however even then he didn't have this unadulterated, fierce joy carved upon his face.

Drenched in sweat, soaked in her alluring scent, completely spent, Alucard paused for a moment, seemingly lasting an eternity, entrapped inside her still palpitating flesh. Regaining his usual composure, a highly suggestive grin appearing on his face, he leaned in close and whispered with a deep, guttural voice against her lips

"If you wish this to become a reality, you know where to find me ..."

And all of a sudden he disappeared from her sight entirely, leaving her fully dressed, sitting in her chair per usual, hands holding some papers that needed her approval and wondering earnestly whose imagination had she just had a glimpse of. His or god forbid hers? The former was understandable, even to be expected, but the latter... Could she honestly say that the dark haired, eternally damned creature left her completely unaffected? After all, this wasn't the first time her mind had conjured a forbidden but, and she would never admit to this publicly, nonetheless desirable situation. Moreover, she had a foreboding feeling it wouldn't be the last as well.

A throaty chuckle laced with stark amusement echoed throughout the mansion, giving her the answer to the previous question she was so desperately seeking.

I hope you enjoyed reading this, as much as I enjoyed writing it! All comments are welcome:)
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