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Midnight Roses	By : FlameWolf666 Category: Hellsing > Het - Male/Female Views: 7370 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do NOT own anyone or anything from the anime/manga Hellsing. This is not for profit and just for fun! Please don't sue!

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Author's Note: AnaClara: I am so glad you liked them. Subspecies is one of my favorite b-movie series. Radu almost seems like he should be in a different series entirely, he's so horrifying looking. I love him though, he's one of my favorite movie vampires. He seems a bit darkly tragic. (Also, to answer your question on 'Dear Rabbit', I used to be known as RavenDemonChild here long ago but I never wrote any Hellsing fiction under that name)
Twenty-Nine: Claim
“Vlad…,” she tried again, only to be leveled with a severe glare that held just a hint of terror.
“No, I refuse to remain here while you hunt a male vampire in a city miles away,” the agitated demon snarled as he continued to pace. 'If he keeps that up he's going to wear a rut in the floor,' she mused to herself, nearly chuckling despite her frustration.
“It's my fucking job. I'm a soldier, as I'm sure you know,” she reasoned, pinching the bridge of her nose out of sheer aggravation.
“You are also an unclaimed female with my scent all over you! Are you so blind as to not realize I have made many enemies due to my profession,” he snarled, his shadows bursting from his back as his hair lengthened to touch the stone floor.
Maxine could only blink as his words sank in. They may have been intimate but he had never placed a claim on her, leaving her a prime target for anyone looking to hurt the mighty creature. All of a sudden her stomach dipped as a cold wash of fear began to fill her. Before she had gotten involved with the former Prince, she had just had to worry about defending her life and maybe her virtue. Now she would be an easy pawn to get to Alucard and the knowledge scared her. Then the taller male was halting in his tracks before turning to her and closing the distance between them. Gloved hands landed on her shoulders as his crimson eyes blazed down at her, a ghost of a mustache on his upper lip. “If I claim you, only the very foolish would dare to harm you. I would feel everything you feel, have a much clearer psychic connection than we do now. The moment a claw touched your skin, I would be there to kill the one who dared touch you,” the nosferatu growled out, a red aura surrounding him as his powers flared from his tense emotions.
The pale, shaken soldier cold only look up at him with wide, emerald eyes before lowering her gaze. On one hand, she wanted him to claim her; body and soul. On the other hand, she didn't want it to be forced like this. As strange as it sounded, she had wanted a little romance when he inevitably decided to take what was rightfully his and cement their bond. It was something she had heard about from Raoul and had once wanted him to do to her. The act itself was anything but romantic and many would think she was out of her mind for not being scared but she simply couldn't be. “Then do it. Make me yours entirely,” she whispered, tilting her head to the side to expose her neck for him.
The vermillion clad creature seemed to freeze in place, the tips of his leather covered fingers digging into her shoulders. His nostrils were flared as black spread through his irises like ink from his pupils. Bending down to nuzzle the pale column of her flesh, Alucard let out an absolutely demonic sound that both instinctually scared her and aroused her at the same time. *“Iartă-mă pentru această dragostea mea. Dacă nu eram încă sub comanda stăpânului meu, nu aș fi grăbit acest așa,” he rumbled in a strange language that sounded familiar. His slightly rough tongue licked the sensitive skin above her pulsing jugular, his now bare hands moving from her shoulders to wrap around her shoulders. Releasing a low rasping growl that made her breath hitch, the powerful vampire bit into the main highway of her life's blood.
The first sensation was pain but that was quickly replaced with heady pleasure and lust that made her knees weak. A moan escaped her quivering lips as each pull she felt against her neck made wetness gush between her legs. Need pulsed and coiled within her lower belly, gathering to form a painful ache deep within her. Snarling low against her neck, the nosferatu holding her removed one of his hands from her back to press against the black denim of her jeans. The appendage easily phased through the material, cold flesh meeting her hot, slick folds and drawing a shuddery cry from the now shaking female. Continuing to suck her blood, the dark creature's fingers expertly found her pearl and began to rub; making her see stairs as the coil within her jolted almost painfully. “Vlad,” she gasped out as her hips bucked helplessly.
Alucard only made a gruff noise against her skin, his tongue swirling lightly on her wound as he drew blood slowly. Then his entire body was stiffening as she felt something enter her bloodstream. Her entire body felt as if it was on fire and yet she had never felt more pleasure at the same time. It felt like she was getting torn apart while orgasming and she let out a strangled cry as her arms wrapped around him in an effort to keep her steady. The former Prince only let out an animalistic sound, his fingers plunging into her pulsing passage as she fairly exploded. Then he was releasing her with a gentle purr, his tongue laving over the bite marks and healing them. Yet his fingers stayed within her until she finally stopped convulsing, slowly sliding out once the last of her tremors had passed. “Wh-what was that,” she gasped out in an unsteady voice, his hold on her the only thing keeping her upright.
“I put a piece of my shadows into you so a bit of me is present in your blood,” he replied in a raspy voice as he removed his hand from her pants and brought it to his lips. His bottomless gaze was fixed on her as his tongue lengthened to wrap around the thin digits to lick her juices off.
Just seeing that made the doused flames within her fire up anew and she found herself swallowing hard. She felt oddly empty, as if there was something missing from this and everything within her longed to find out what it was. Alucard also seemed oddly on edge, his chest heaving as he took in deep lungfuls of her scent. “It is not complete but it should do until you put this beast down and return home,” the tall creature of darkness rumbled out, his gloves reappearing as he released her. His pale, noble face looked strained but much more calm than before, his shark-like orbs alert and watchful.
All at once she realized what her body was screaming for and all she could do was nod in agreement. It was imperative that she put down the monster as soon as possible, she didn't have time for a dalliance right now. Shoving the burning, almost painful desire to the back of her head, the female entered full soldier mode before grabbing her rifle and heading out the door. As much as she wanted to, she didn't dare stop to give her beloved a kiss. If she kissed him, they would be unable to stop from consummating what they started and a lot of precious time would be lost; something neither of them could stand for. Thankfully she met Seras on her way up and the young draculina was able to distract her from the aching hollow between her thighs.
The spiky haired female was instantly launching into a tale about Pip and some greenhorn that had dared to cop a feel as she walked by. She had been about to lop the man's head off when she found the Frenchman very nearly doing the job for her. “I know it's terribly petty but I wanted to laugh at the look on his face. I think the poor sod crapped himself right there,” the new vampire chortled, dark glee shining in her sunset gaze. Max couldn't help but chuckle herself, being a victim of many gropings before her time in Hellsing. Just thinking about it made her wonder just how the over-protective Alucard would have dealt with the situation.
The tense demon paced his master's office, a fearful look on his noble face. His dark bangs hung in his face, obscuring his slightly glowing eyes as a snarl curled his lips. Integra and Walter watched him, identical looks of amusement and nervousness on their faces. Neither of them had seen the normally stoic monster so close to losing it due to his worry for another. He had always seemed so self assured, as if nothing in the world frightened him. If any of his enemies found out about this weakness, it could very well spell the end of her organization. “She will be fine,” the heiress reassured, shocking the two men in the room badly. Alucard only gave her a grateful look before chuckling shakily.
“I know, I can feel her. There is still much that can happen and I will not feel better until she's back home,” he replied in a voice that echoed slightly, as if two of him were talking at once. Then he froze, his head tilting to the side as if to listen. This image so resembled a curious dog that Integra barely contained her urge to laugh. Suddenly he was disappearing into the floor, leaving the amused duo behind.
“Ms. Stone must be home. I will go prepare some food for her for later,” the wizened butler murmured, a small smile on his gaunt face. While it was strange to see the former impaler acting like this, the retired warrior was honestly glad the demon had found someone so important to him.
Both of them were covered in blood but were laughing to eachother as they came into the building. The pair didn't make it too far inside before Alucard was appearing in front of them, his eyes scanning over them for injury. “V… Alucard!” Max gasped, her shimmering eyes widening as her exhaustion fled for her earlier, desperate lust. The dark creature merely growled deep in his chest before scooping her into his leather clad arms and transporting them to his chambers. As soon as they were alone, his cold lips met hers in a hungry kiss; making the ache in her belly start up anew.
“I long for the day you will call me Vlad in front of everyone,” he rasped as he broke the kiss, making her clothes disappear with a wave of a now bare hand.
Laying her down on the bed, the nearly feral nosferatu made his own clothes disappear before settling himself between her shuddering thighs. “As much as I would love to take my time with this, I simply must have you,” he growled, his arms shuddering as his hair grew to wrap loosely around her wrists. Max could only moan heatedly as a helpless, raving lust cramped her lower belly.
“Please, please it hurts,” she pleaded, unconscious tears rolling down her pale cheeks as his shadows enveloped them both.
“I know. Hang onto me,” came chorus from Hell itself as his head and neck briefly formed out the mass of darkness. The panting warrior quickly complied, wrapping her arms around his neck as tendrils of his shadows grabbed her legs and held them open. Then he was entering her with a growl, his head fading back into the blob of blackness. Despite that, her arms stayed suspended in the air, wrapped around a cloud of midnight.
A pair of red eyes appeared in the miasma as a low, unholy noise bubbled from the mass above her arms. For just one second, Maxine felt fear bloom inside her. Then he was moving and everything faded for the electric pleasure coursing through her body. Every stroke of him inside her felt like he was touching her very soul and gasps of his given name left her lips in a breathless mantra. “Maxine,” came a growl full of voices as something wispy touched her cheek. The cloud she held onto shifted and morphed, leaning forward to nestle into the crook of her neck. She felt the familiar prickle of fangs piercing her skin and gripped onto the incorporeal smoke in her arms as she felt herself tipping over the edge.
“Vlad!” she cried out, feeling a flood of something slightly cold filling her womb.
'Mine,' hissed a dark chorus in her mind, the mouth on her neck taking her blood almost greedily. Then he was releasing her, his body forming back into a more human form as he licked the wound closed.
“Mine,” he repeated out loud, his voice a guttural growl as his eye met hers and locked on. His clawed hands were cupping her face as he took her lips in a painful, possessive kiss. Sharp fangs nipped almost aggressively against her soft lips as his hips lazily thrust against hers, quickly stoking the fire within her once more.
“Yours Vlad, always yours,” she panted into his mouth, raking her nails down his back as she arched into him helplessly. The vampire between her legs only released a strange sound against her lips as he began to take her once more.
It wasn't long before she was once again seeing stars, his name a heated moan on her tongue as he spilled his essence in her a second time. His hands clasped her face almost desperately as he pressed his clammy forehead against hers and panted harshly. His now flaccid member slid from her moist folds, drawing a low groan from them both. The black receded slowly from his eyes to revel a glowing crimson. “Do you wish to be turned?” came a throaty rumble, startling Max out of the floating haze she had entered after two powerful orgasms.
“W-wha?” came out of her mouth as she came back to alertness with a shock. She had heard him perfectly clear, she had just never considered such a thing. Was she willing to throw away her humanity, to drink blood for the endless centuries, to see all she had loved and held dear die while she lived on, to have her ability to have a child taken away permanently? All of this was a lot to consider and the look in her soulmate's blazing orbs demanded an answer.
“I… I'm not sure yet. I want to be with you for as long as I can but giving up my mortality, my ability to have children…,” whispered the unsure warrior, relief filling her when she saw the understanding gaze in the dark being's eyes.
“You don't have to decide know love. Besides, you already carry our child,” he rasped, as he slid down her quivering body to rest his cool cheek on her slightly chubby stomach.
His words caused her heart to still as time froze around her. Blood rushed in her ears as her lungs began to burn from lack of air. Then she was releasing a small, shaky breath as a timid hand slid down to rest beside his dark haired head. “Wh-what?” she asked for the second time that night, despite the fact she had heard him perfectly well. Right now the soldier felt the need for confirmation and waited for his answer with bated breath.
“You carry our offspring beloved. In a few months, we will have a second chance at a family,” the demon rumbled, his sunset eyes fixing on her as he slid lower and lower along her body.
All questions about the news she had gotten fled from her mind when she saw the absolutely starved look the Lord gave her as he settled between her legs and rested his chin on the mound of her womanhood. “Our child will be nothing like the abomination that haunts our lives. Vladislas was created by an ungodly mixture of dark magic and nature. His mother carries a lot of the blame for the way he looks as well as his amount of power,” Alucard rumbled, answering a question that niggled in the back of her mind before pulling back to sniff at her slit.
Making a low, demonic noise that made her insides quiver. His mouth opened slowly to allow his lengthening tongue to loll out, the tip wriggling lewdly inside her belly button. Then the elongated muscle was slithering downward, almost feeling like an octopus tentacle on her skin. The warrior was caught between being on fire and feeling a bit grossed out by the sensations. Just as she was about to back away from the hovering creature, the writhing tip circled around her clit; quickly followed by the slight coldness of his mouth itself. All thought left her head as the long appendage slowly entered her quivering passage, leaving his nose to play with her sensitive pearl.
For the third time that day, the naked demon brought her to a world shattered orgasm; his tongue continuing to lap her juices as she slowly came down. Pulling his long appendage free, the vampire licked his lips before crawling up the bed to lay beside her and pull her into his tight hold. His lips traveled over her slightly sweaty face, one of his bare hands resting on her stomach. “H-how do you know?” Maxine whispered timidly, her body still tingling from what Alucard had done to it. The dark being only chuckled in response, his glowing eyes fixing on hers.
“I can feel everything that goes on inside you. Even if I couldn't, I can smell the change all over your skin. It's faint but definitely there, probably wouldn't even show up on a test yet,” rasped his throaty voice, love shining in his sunset orbs. Then his expression grew serious as worry slowly replacing contentment, his lips pursing slightly as he seemed to be thinking.
“I'll have to tell Integra. There's no way I'd be comfortable going into a combat situation while pregnant,” Max announced quietly, instantly soothing one of his largest fears. Almost immediately, all tension left his body and a smile curled his lips.
“I agree. I will not stop you from going out once our child is born but I would rather not take any chances right now,” the vampire replied, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. Then he was pulling away from her, placing some blankets over her as his clothes appeared back on both their bodies.
“Going somewhere?” the soldier asked, a strange vulnerability in her voice as she sat up.
“Only to get you food my wife. Please, stay still for now,” the demon urged in a deep rasp, his intense eyes focused on her belly. Max blushed prettily before nodding and settling into the surprisingly comfortable mattress.
Once he was sure she wasn't going to move, Alucard faded into the wall and left her alone in his chambers. Despite knowing she was safe, the warrior couldn't help but feel a thrill of fear race through her veins. It would only take a few seconds for Radu to show up and take her once more, a prospect she didn't relish in the least. 'Master wouldn't allow him to touch you and neither would I,' came a protective, familiar sounding female hiss from her mind.
“Seras?!” she gasped, feeling reassured despite herself.
'Of course! With Ma… I mean, Alucard claiming you; you're practically part of the coven,' the draculina responded heatedly, a brief touch brushing the skin of her cheek.
Then the blonde was appearing in the room, a bright smile on her pale face. “We're closer than actual sisters,” she continued, her sunset gaze traveling to the warrior's stomach.
“You also happen to carry Alucard's heir and my nephew. Like Hell I'd let anything happen to you,” the former police woman announced before dragging up a the only chair to sit by the bed. Max could only chuckle, rubbing her lower belly slowly.
“Thanks Seras, that means a lot,” Maxine whispered as she pulled herself into a sitting position.
The perky female was in the middle of gushing about how attentive Captain Bernadotte had been when Alucard entered his cambers with a domed tray. The former Prince arched a brow at the unexpected company before shrugging and placing the tray on the table. “Would you like your lunch?” he rumbled, giving a smile to his former fledgling. Seras only bowed respectfully, not moving from Max's side.
“Please,” the warrior exclaimed eagerly, accepting the plate of stew. Then she began to eat while the two creatures watched, identical expressions of protectiveness on their marble faces.
Once she finished, Seras took the plates and tray and left; giving the pair a cheerful wave on her way out. “So I guess I'll be moving down here,” the camo clad female joked as soon as they were alone, earning a smirk from Alucard.
“Indeed, I have already taken the liberty of telling Integra what is going on so you have no need to leave the room until tomorrow,” he declared, causing a prickle of heat to squirm in her core. The smirk that quirked his lips only caused that small thread to turn into a hot throbbing coil as his clothing disappeared once more.
“You are going to be quite occupied with me for the rest of the evening. I want to be sure your skin is saturated with the scent of my claim,” rasped his unholy voice as he disappeared to reappear over her body. Then he was lowering to the crook of her neck and licking the skin languidly as her arms wrapped around his strong neck.

*Translation: 'Forgive me for this my love. If I was not still under my master's command, I would not have rushed this so.'
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