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Moonlight Seductions	By : Sultry25 Category: Hellsing > Het - Male/Female Views: 6218 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer- I do not own Hellsing or any of its characters. Not making any money at all for writing this.

Chapter Four

Walking slowly towards Hellsing, Seras's clothes melted from black to the pale yellow uniform
that marked her as Hellsing's property. Her nails receded and he hair shortened to its
normally spiky style. Seras looked up at the sparkling night sky in bitter self recrimination.
Closing her eyes tightly in despair, her breath hitched painfully in her throat as she slowly
opened her blue eyes, scalding hot tears suddenly burst forth in heated rivers of shame. "You
pathetic servant" he had rasped in his icy cold voice, his face twisting in disgust..."No"
she whispered mournfully, as more tears fell from the corners of her sad blue eyes. "He looked
at me as if I was no more than a disgusting piece of shit, he wanted to scrap off of his
boots" thought in in wounded sorrow. "I don't understand..." Seras sobbed into the quiet night
sky. "That vision of him...he...I thought he..." she broke off, as another sob of misery robbed
her of breath. Trying to calm her shattered emotions, Seras closed her eyes and placed her
hand over he erratic heartbeat. She clenched her fist tightly and deeply breathing the cool
night air, she slowly opened her eyes and saw in the distance the towers of Hellsing
against the pale glowing orb of the moon. Desperately hoping that a hot shower would soothe
her, she ran toward the black wrought iron gate. The soldiers stationed there quickly raised
their guns to the ready when they heard something running towards them, upon seeing Alucard's
servant however they immediately opened the gate just as she reached it. Quickly running up the
steps and opening the castle-like door, she finally came to a halt. "Why...master" she bitterly
whispered in the silence of the huge marbled foyer. Blood tears once again started to fall from
her eyes, not wanting to break down where anyone could see her, she blindly ran towards the
hallway that lead down to her only sanctuary. As she ran past the winding staircase to her
left, she never noticed the silent figure standing at the very top of the stairs, who watched
her sorrowful flight with a smile of satisfaction.

Walter was slowly walking down the stone steps towards the basement when suddenly he was bumped
into from behind, Walter felt himself falling and suddenly what he was carrying. To try and
stead himself he swung his arms for balance, but could feel himself going backwards. A strong
hand suddenly grabbed his upper arm and prevented his fatal fall, as the clatter of the bucket
resounded though the dark corridor, he glanced behind him and gazed into the blood stained face
of Seras Victiora. "Sorry, Walter" she hoarsely whispered, and releasing her hold on his arm,
quickly raced down the steps and disappeared in the darkness. A sudden sharp pain of remorse
curled around his heart as he began to pick up the blood packs laying two steps down from him.
If he had ever had any doubts about Seras's feelings for her Alucard, they were completely
silenced. As he had gazed into her dripping red eyes he had seen total misery. Bowing his
head in regret he reached for the cold blood packs. Walter straightened and walked down the
last several steps. Spying the overturned bucket that was once filled with ice he stooped and
shoved the scattered ice back inside. At last placing the blood pouches inside he continued his
walk down the darkened hallway. The scroll's warning suddenly flashed behind his eyes, slowly
closing them, he thought back to what it had said...

October, 20, 1872
The Hellsing's most powerful binding spell, that tames the monster known as Alucard, has an alarming weakness... Tenderness, and kindness will cause to spell to horribly weaken. True love, I have no doubt would have surely broken the spell completely. I warn you most strongly, never let the vampire Alucard feel the purest of emotions. For in doing so, you will lose all control over him. Remember, that bloodshed, and only the darkest of emotions will feed the power of the binding spell and keep it strong. Supply the monster with these, and he is yours to control...
Abraham Van Hellsing

Opening his eyes, he slowly continued down the shadowed hallway. At last arriving at Alucard's
door, however he suddenly felt a dark and ominous presence behind it. Realizing that Alucard
was not in any mood for company, Walter quietly placed the bucket in front of his door, and
silently walked away. Alucard was his friend, and he desperately wanted him to find peace and
happiness. Seeing him go almost insane with the need for bloodshed every night, saddened him
greatly. Thinking of Seras's blood streaked face, Walter sighed in hopelessness. He knew that
Seras was in love with Alucard, and before he read that damned scroll, he had hoped that
Alucard would show her his gentler side. He laughed sadly at the terrible irony, for that is
the one thing he must never feel, else the binding spell would weaken. Suddenly angry that the
ones he considered friends were doomed to an eternity in misery, he quickly walked up the
stairs and down the hallway into the foyer. "Walter, I need to see you in my office" Integra
said with a rare smile at the top of the stairs...

At last stepping into her room, Seras quietly shut the door and walked towards the bathroom.
Quickly stripping her clothes from her body, she stepped naked into the shower. Turning on the
hot water, she jumped a little when cold water splashed her. Waiting for it to heat up. Looking
down at herself she saw that her chest and stomach was covered in sticky wet blood. Slowly she
turned her head up towards the hot spray of water, and cried, as soon as the blood tears welled
they were instantly washed away. Throwing her hands against the cool white tile she leaned
forward. The rush of the hot water, quickly drowning out her quiet sobs of despair. When she
had run out of tears to shed she slowly began to wash away the almost black looking blood
from her breasts and stomach. "Pathetic" she heard his icy deep voice whisper in her feverish
mind. "No!" she suddenly shouted with anger blazing from her blue eyes. She had been anything
but pathetic, didn't he himself say that she had finally embraced her dark gifts? Quickly
turning off the hot water, Seras ripped back the shower curtain in sudden fury. Grabbing a
white fluffy towel, she wrapped it around herself then walked toward the dresser for a
nightgown, Searching for her favorite one, she finally dropped the towel and slipped into the
short and black lacy gown. Walking toward her bed she glanced at the vampire romance novel and
another flash of anger scorched through her, her dark nature demanded that she rip the book in
half and throw the stupid book away. "Me, a virgin who has never even kissed a man, trying to
seduce the most powerful vampire to ever live" she self loathingly spat. As she thought back
over her pitiful attempts into making Alucard's icy heart melt with wanting of her, she once
again glanced down at the romance novel, and suddenly threw it across the room in rage. "Lies!,
nothing but lies, vampires have no hearts, and it is time that I accept that!" she ferally
hissed. As she settled into the mattress, she looked at the book lying on the floor beside the
bathroom door, and suddenly realized that she had not ripped it apart as she had planned.
Laughing softly, a sad smile spread across her full lips as she drifted into sleep...

Alucard was reclining in his massive chair and was sipping the blood that Walter had delivered,
from a tall wineglass. Instantly an image of Seras arching her back and running her hands over
her full breasts caused his hand to clench on the smooth glass, as well as his balls to clench
in raw lust. "How did I ever walk away from that" he hissed lustfully. But then, he already
knew the answer, "If not for all those disgusting ghouls, I had just killed, then their would
have been no way in hell for me to have walked away" Except of course for the hellish pain that
would have completely washed over his body he thought angrily. Setting his glass on the small
table to his left, he slowly stood to his feet and glanced down at his raging hard cock, seeing
the fabric of his pants tented over his thick dick, he suddenly thought at least this is one
fucking pleasure that was as, of yet not denied him. Removing his hat, he then unbuttoned his
pants and slid them just past his hard cock. Sitting back down in his chair, he gripped himself
firmly at the thick base of his dick. His cock jerked in pleasure at having an actual hand
against its naked flesh, even a gloved one he thought with a sudden flash of rage,
"Another fucking restriction" he thought angrily. Hardly ever was he allowed to remove the
hated symbols of his submission, except of course to don a fresh pair he thought angrily. "Damn
you, Abraham!" he snarled in rage, at the bastard who tortured him endlessly for his fucking
experiments. Pushing the hated memories to the back of his mind he slowly stroked the shaft up
and down, when he arrived at the swollen head he saw he was already dripping in lust. "Do you
know that I lay in bed at night and dream of your throbbing cock, fucking into me until you
explode"Seras's sexy voice haunted him. His cock pulsed longingly, fucking desperate for what
she described. Moaning deeply in his throat he thought back on what else she had said. "I want
you to sink your cock into my tight virgin pussy" "Shit" he breathed, as he imagined her virgin
pussy parting for the fat head of thick an rather insane looking smile that
displayed his massively large fangs he threw his head back in pleasure, he moaned loudly and a
few stokes later, his heavy balls exploded with come, feeling his shaft pulse to a slightly
bigger size he tensed in expectation as his thick white load suddenly spurted from his cock.
"Seras!" he shouted hoarsely, as his hand quickly shafted himself to complete release. Drained
after his satisfying release, he suddenly flashed himself out of his clothes and into his big
black coffin that was situated in the middle of his room. His closed his eyes in bliss, and
suddenly thought that he had not allowed himself that sort of pleasure since being captured by
Abraham Van Hellsing all those years ago. For so long his only pleasure in life was the brutal
killing of his enemies. Only his police girl managed to force him to this level of lust he
thought. He had never once been so insane with lust for a woman, he thought with a sensual
smile slipping across his lips. "Seras" he whispered longingly as he drifted into sleep. Never
knowing that his gloved hand that rested at his side, lost a single red symbol...

Sorry if what the scroll revealed was predictable. I am a hopeless romantic so please forgive me! lol Review if you like :D
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