In the Shadows of Hellsing
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Category:
Hellsing › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
8
Views:
3,969
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Hellsing, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Alucard's Passion
Kat felt Alucard enter her mind, draw out her deepest desires, most lustful fantasies. The vampire permeated her mind and body, bringing to life everythnig she dreamed of...
She was back in the polished stone room, lavender candles slowly burning in their sconces. She lay naked upon the sanguine silk bed, her body smooth and flawless in the candlelight. Long raven hair was splayed out on the feather pillows beneath her head, mingling with the crimson bedspread. But her eyes were fixed on the man kneeling at the end of the bed.
Alucard's pale skin was restored to human tones, his tan flesh almost golden in the soft light of the chamber. Midnight locks spilled from his brow, lustrous and smooth, running down the back of his neck, a veil of darkness around his head. His eyes shone through that shroud, blood-coloured as the silken covers. Subtley muscled limbs stretched from his body, legs bent under him to bring him closer to the postrate mercenary. His arms reached out to touch the silk sheets, his fingers running delicately across the bed.
"It has been so long since I felt with human senses..." he whispered. The dream vampire was entranced with his envisioned body. His eyes slowly came to focus on Kat, awe-struck by his appearance. He smiled, a grin without fangs. He knew she saw the massive organ between his legs. Alucard crawled towards Kat, letting his elongated fingers run down her outstretched legs. She moaned quietly, thighs spreading apart as his digits came to her hips. He ran his fingers against her soft vulnerable skin, gently letting her feel his touch. With a wicked smirk, he bent down to her, the same motion that lead to the draining of countless mortals. But instead of death, he brought ecstasy. His slick toungue brought a cry of pleasure from Kat's throat, her hands clenching the sheets.
The vampire unfurled his legs, gliding over Kat's body, his hands sliding silently on the silk. He brought his lips to hers, holding himself inches above her quivering form. As his massive hardness began to push into Kat, a screaming moan burst from her lips. She gripped fistfuls of blood-coloured cloth, clenching tightly as the midian forced himself deep inside her. She panted heavily as he withdrew himself quickly, only to push again faster than before. She felt the blissful pleasure of his touch, a thrill of pleasure running up her spine every time he entered her. Kat brought her head up and sunk her teeth into the flesh of his neck, Alucard gasping sharply at the mortal pain. But he raised one hand to her nack, caressing her as she bit into him. She released him as he withdrew himself from her, bringing her hands to his powerful thighs. She pushed him harder as Alucard thrusted forward, Kat moaning at their combined movement. She pushed her hips to him again and again, feeling him move inside her each time.
The world spun in a frenzied sensual dance. The candles' sweet aroma spun in whisps of white smoke around the entwined pair. It clung in beads to Kat's body, running down her undulating body with streams of sweat from her passion. She felt the liquid scraped from her neck by the gentle touch of fangs. The razor tips grazed her skin as Alucard tantalized her, broken promise of his immortal bite. His breath came in ragged panting gasps, drawing those infamous teeth across Kat's vulnerable throat. She screamed silently, ivory fangs digging into her collar, never piercing her tender skin. She pressed herself into the ancient midian's body, tightening her legs around his waist.
With a final push, Kat closed her eyes and let a moan of passion pass her lips, the vampire filling her with his last thrust. His face was haggard, sweat pouring down his body and hers, toothy indents impressing on his neck. The candles along the wall faded once by one into darkness, shadows engulfing the room until Kat could no longer see. With the dark came numbness, spreading through her body until she could no longer feel the air around her. Her breath left her all at once, without enough feeling to gasp for more.
She awoke slowly to find herself on a hard cement floor. A nearly empty plate lay next to her, cold remains of breakfast sticking to its surface. Kat herself was huddled in a corner, gun racks and targets against the distant walls. She felt a strange sensation take hold of her, a tugging feeling at her hands. She lifted her palm from the floor to find them coated in blood; the blood of an immortal, leaving her body as he had said it would. She glanced up from her vampiric stigmatism to see leather boots concealed at the top by a crimson greatcoat.
"You've had your fun, mortal." Alucard's deep voice presented it almost as a question. Kat nodded dumbly. "Then I am done with you. Perhaps if you had not given in to your human passion so long ago you would have had a chance. But you are beyond the possibility of Nosferatu now." He turned coldly away and ascended the stairs to his chambers.
She was back in the polished stone room, lavender candles slowly burning in their sconces. She lay naked upon the sanguine silk bed, her body smooth and flawless in the candlelight. Long raven hair was splayed out on the feather pillows beneath her head, mingling with the crimson bedspread. But her eyes were fixed on the man kneeling at the end of the bed.
Alucard's pale skin was restored to human tones, his tan flesh almost golden in the soft light of the chamber. Midnight locks spilled from his brow, lustrous and smooth, running down the back of his neck, a veil of darkness around his head. His eyes shone through that shroud, blood-coloured as the silken covers. Subtley muscled limbs stretched from his body, legs bent under him to bring him closer to the postrate mercenary. His arms reached out to touch the silk sheets, his fingers running delicately across the bed.
"It has been so long since I felt with human senses..." he whispered. The dream vampire was entranced with his envisioned body. His eyes slowly came to focus on Kat, awe-struck by his appearance. He smiled, a grin without fangs. He knew she saw the massive organ between his legs. Alucard crawled towards Kat, letting his elongated fingers run down her outstretched legs. She moaned quietly, thighs spreading apart as his digits came to her hips. He ran his fingers against her soft vulnerable skin, gently letting her feel his touch. With a wicked smirk, he bent down to her, the same motion that lead to the draining of countless mortals. But instead of death, he brought ecstasy. His slick toungue brought a cry of pleasure from Kat's throat, her hands clenching the sheets.
The vampire unfurled his legs, gliding over Kat's body, his hands sliding silently on the silk. He brought his lips to hers, holding himself inches above her quivering form. As his massive hardness began to push into Kat, a screaming moan burst from her lips. She gripped fistfuls of blood-coloured cloth, clenching tightly as the midian forced himself deep inside her. She panted heavily as he withdrew himself quickly, only to push again faster than before. She felt the blissful pleasure of his touch, a thrill of pleasure running up her spine every time he entered her. Kat brought her head up and sunk her teeth into the flesh of his neck, Alucard gasping sharply at the mortal pain. But he raised one hand to her nack, caressing her as she bit into him. She released him as he withdrew himself from her, bringing her hands to his powerful thighs. She pushed him harder as Alucard thrusted forward, Kat moaning at their combined movement. She pushed her hips to him again and again, feeling him move inside her each time.
The world spun in a frenzied sensual dance. The candles' sweet aroma spun in whisps of white smoke around the entwined pair. It clung in beads to Kat's body, running down her undulating body with streams of sweat from her passion. She felt the liquid scraped from her neck by the gentle touch of fangs. The razor tips grazed her skin as Alucard tantalized her, broken promise of his immortal bite. His breath came in ragged panting gasps, drawing those infamous teeth across Kat's vulnerable throat. She screamed silently, ivory fangs digging into her collar, never piercing her tender skin. She pressed herself into the ancient midian's body, tightening her legs around his waist.
With a final push, Kat closed her eyes and let a moan of passion pass her lips, the vampire filling her with his last thrust. His face was haggard, sweat pouring down his body and hers, toothy indents impressing on his neck. The candles along the wall faded once by one into darkness, shadows engulfing the room until Kat could no longer see. With the dark came numbness, spreading through her body until she could no longer feel the air around her. Her breath left her all at once, without enough feeling to gasp for more.
She awoke slowly to find herself on a hard cement floor. A nearly empty plate lay next to her, cold remains of breakfast sticking to its surface. Kat herself was huddled in a corner, gun racks and targets against the distant walls. She felt a strange sensation take hold of her, a tugging feeling at her hands. She lifted her palm from the floor to find them coated in blood; the blood of an immortal, leaving her body as he had said it would. She glanced up from her vampiric stigmatism to see leather boots concealed at the top by a crimson greatcoat.
"You've had your fun, mortal." Alucard's deep voice presented it almost as a question. Kat nodded dumbly. "Then I am done with you. Perhaps if you had not given in to your human passion so long ago you would have had a chance. But you are beyond the possibility of Nosferatu now." He turned coldly away and ascended the stairs to his chambers.