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Hellsing › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
14
Views:
3,267
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6
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0
Currently Reading:
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Seven
**** AUTHORS NOTE: Sorry that it took quite long! My beta was not really satisfied with a scene I also had my doubts about. It was kind of half hearted. As I was rewriting it it grew longer and longer and longer... (and smuttier and smu......well, i guess you get the idea :-)) But this will not go up now, but just it in the next Update. Have to reread it first, sorry - so this chapter here is rather short...the next will be long and juicy, I promise *bg*
I also updated all the recent chapter with reread versions, but these are just minor changes, nothing serious.
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“A pair of gloves, master?”
He had mused about this preventive measure for quite a while, always delaying it for the obvious reason, that he did not want to bring harm or even discomfort to the very creature that brought him so much pleasure. He had indeed been corrupted…The thought made him sick.
The alchemist wore an unusually happy expression on his face. He was delighted that his work would finally be put to use, even if he had worked out and suggested this more than a year ago. It would be ultimately effective in controlling the vampire.
“Put them on, Alucard.”
The vampire put on the first glove and looked at the leather smoothly covering his outstretched hand. “They go nicely with my suit, though I’d prefer black. But I suppose them to be a sign of my servant status?”
“Indeed.” Arthur was not in the mood for talk. Actually his heart felt quite heavy.
‘Oh, come on, master. Pull yourself together. If I can take it, so can you, I guess! Although I admit that I once had a torturer in my ranks with a sweeter personality than this alchemist, I assure you!’ The vampire grinned at his master wickedly. Arthur felt that even his slightly aroused anger could not chase away the sad, dark feeling in his heart.
Alucard went on, playing with the second glove as if absent minded. ‘I had a lot of fun playing with you and you will not forget about it, will you? I expected to get punished for that sooner or later, if I could not break free first, that is… So now you master your monster again?’ He grinned and raised his jet naked hand and let it glide over his masters face, touching the skin lightly, teasing and caressing his masters lips one last time. ”Pity…”
Then he put on the other glove without further hesitation. “What comes next?”
“Stretch out your hands and hold still, Alucard.”
‘I should have ordered him to keep quiet’, Arthur thought after the long, ear splitting scream of pain the creature had uttered when the seals were put into place.
“Bloody hell, couldn’t you tell me in advance?” He snapped at the alchemist. “Why was this so painful for him?”
The alchemist shrugged. “Because he is resisting to the restraint, I guess. He is bound, but still quite powerful, you know. Something has made him even more powerful since the last time we had him here. I doubt the old bonds would have held him back for much longer, had he tried to break free lately. We should enforce them, too.”
Only he could hear the vampire laugh. ‘Drinking your blood was a wonderful thing, master. Like magic indeed.’
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Walter looked at the gloves unbelievingly. “They seal your powers and you have to ask release and permission? Is he gone nuts? How should that work while fighting?”
“I rather think, he sadly has come to his senses and ends our little ménage a trois. It will be ok, angel. Actually it brings the powers into balance and I am sure to have more fun fighting now. But I can not take them off anymore. I can never again touch you.” Walter heard the slight touch of bitterness in Alucards last sentence and it truly surprised and moved him.
Walter had been furious with both Arthur and the vampire after that unpleasant afternoon. He had had a loud row with Arthur after Islands had left with lots of shouting and angry arguing on both sides. He even had packed his belongings together. But hell, what options did he really have?
In the end he had realized, that he indeed had gone against his orders and that he held no claim to the creature whatsoever, though their occasional, passionate meetings had been going on for quite some time now.
Arthur on the other hand was his master… He held every claim he wanted to the creature rightfully! Unless you wanted to start a discussion about the principal lawfulness of slavery in general, that was, which at the moment was not Walters point exactly…
He knew and had to live with it, that Alucard would always try to please his master. That was just a natural thing for him, if anything concerning him could be called natural. Being mad at the vampire for that would just be so silly… Not that he had not tried – but Alucard had laughed so hard about him obviously being jealous that Walter had felt really embarrassed and feared the whole mansion would hear them!
It appeared strange to Walter, that Arthur had not renewed his veto on his meetings with the vampire. He seemed to ignore the whole problem. Maybe the old man did not care, maybe he did not know about the frequency of their meetings - as they did not make it obvious for anyone - and maybe he just did not want to know anything about it. Maybe it was his kind of mercy to Alucard or both of them. Walter really could not make up his mind about that.
Walters private meetings with Alucard had even become much more frequently lately, but decidedly less painful for Walter since that certain afternoon. Mostly, that was. And there was not necessarily sex or blood involved, they sometimes just enjoyed each others company. Their strange connection seemed to have grown stronger and deeper, although the main interests of both sides were still clear, obvious and plain: The vampire got blood, Walter bodily satisfaction.
If they were getting personal there was always a slight struggle for the dominant position, every minute a joyful game of two predators, two cats, shifting their positions and trying to find out, whom of them had to pretend to be the mouse this time…Walter was aware that he only won if the vampire was in an especially good mood, but that was not a problem to him as long as he could be with the creature and was allowed to caress the cold body.
He no longer even really cared what form the vampire took, though he’d still have preferred Alucards girl version if asked to choose.
Now Alucard raised his hand to softly touch the neck of the man in front of him with his gloved hand and Walter felt sorry for the proud creature, once again loosing more of his power in this enduring enslavement. He leaned into the touch slightly.
He knew quite well that on the other hand releasing Alucard from his bond would be a no-go, a terrible vision of blood and death and war at large indeed.
“So no more scratches on my body, eh?” The young man moved his own hand to the gloved one caressing him, lightly touching the seal at the back of Alucards hand. “Better for my health then. Ahh, come on, it makes no difference to me, really. The leather feels quite good. Might be a very sexy new experience…And if you want to feel me in turn just release your shadows. I love that, don’t you know?”
A low growl answered him. “Don’t you dare to humiliate me by trying to comfort me, Dollneazz, or you will get to know my shadows better…” The vampire glared at the human.
Walter laughed softly. “Don’t talk so big, vampire, or I‘ll make you lick the blood out of my palm again, kitty-cat.”
Alucard got hold of a strain of Walters hair, that had gotten quite long by now. He pulled him near slowly, “Ok, that’s enough, come here, angel, lets see if your rather big mouth and your sharp tongue can be put to better use…”
Walter grinned and leaned forward to kiss the undead. But right under his hands the creature turned to fog now, shrugging his shoulders, “There, my master calls me…” and was gone.
`Bloody stupid Arthur Hellsing`, a frustrated angel grumbled. `Next he will call you when we are right at it! I swear I will kick his ass then!`
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I also updated all the recent chapter with reread versions, but these are just minor changes, nothing serious.
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“A pair of gloves, master?”
He had mused about this preventive measure for quite a while, always delaying it for the obvious reason, that he did not want to bring harm or even discomfort to the very creature that brought him so much pleasure. He had indeed been corrupted…The thought made him sick.
The alchemist wore an unusually happy expression on his face. He was delighted that his work would finally be put to use, even if he had worked out and suggested this more than a year ago. It would be ultimately effective in controlling the vampire.
“Put them on, Alucard.”
The vampire put on the first glove and looked at the leather smoothly covering his outstretched hand. “They go nicely with my suit, though I’d prefer black. But I suppose them to be a sign of my servant status?”
“Indeed.” Arthur was not in the mood for talk. Actually his heart felt quite heavy.
‘Oh, come on, master. Pull yourself together. If I can take it, so can you, I guess! Although I admit that I once had a torturer in my ranks with a sweeter personality than this alchemist, I assure you!’ The vampire grinned at his master wickedly. Arthur felt that even his slightly aroused anger could not chase away the sad, dark feeling in his heart.
Alucard went on, playing with the second glove as if absent minded. ‘I had a lot of fun playing with you and you will not forget about it, will you? I expected to get punished for that sooner or later, if I could not break free first, that is… So now you master your monster again?’ He grinned and raised his jet naked hand and let it glide over his masters face, touching the skin lightly, teasing and caressing his masters lips one last time. ”Pity…”
Then he put on the other glove without further hesitation. “What comes next?”
“Stretch out your hands and hold still, Alucard.”
‘I should have ordered him to keep quiet’, Arthur thought after the long, ear splitting scream of pain the creature had uttered when the seals were put into place.
“Bloody hell, couldn’t you tell me in advance?” He snapped at the alchemist. “Why was this so painful for him?”
The alchemist shrugged. “Because he is resisting to the restraint, I guess. He is bound, but still quite powerful, you know. Something has made him even more powerful since the last time we had him here. I doubt the old bonds would have held him back for much longer, had he tried to break free lately. We should enforce them, too.”
Only he could hear the vampire laugh. ‘Drinking your blood was a wonderful thing, master. Like magic indeed.’
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Walter looked at the gloves unbelievingly. “They seal your powers and you have to ask release and permission? Is he gone nuts? How should that work while fighting?”
“I rather think, he sadly has come to his senses and ends our little ménage a trois. It will be ok, angel. Actually it brings the powers into balance and I am sure to have more fun fighting now. But I can not take them off anymore. I can never again touch you.” Walter heard the slight touch of bitterness in Alucards last sentence and it truly surprised and moved him.
Walter had been furious with both Arthur and the vampire after that unpleasant afternoon. He had had a loud row with Arthur after Islands had left with lots of shouting and angry arguing on both sides. He even had packed his belongings together. But hell, what options did he really have?
In the end he had realized, that he indeed had gone against his orders and that he held no claim to the creature whatsoever, though their occasional, passionate meetings had been going on for quite some time now.
Arthur on the other hand was his master… He held every claim he wanted to the creature rightfully! Unless you wanted to start a discussion about the principal lawfulness of slavery in general, that was, which at the moment was not Walters point exactly…
He knew and had to live with it, that Alucard would always try to please his master. That was just a natural thing for him, if anything concerning him could be called natural. Being mad at the vampire for that would just be so silly… Not that he had not tried – but Alucard had laughed so hard about him obviously being jealous that Walter had felt really embarrassed and feared the whole mansion would hear them!
It appeared strange to Walter, that Arthur had not renewed his veto on his meetings with the vampire. He seemed to ignore the whole problem. Maybe the old man did not care, maybe he did not know about the frequency of their meetings - as they did not make it obvious for anyone - and maybe he just did not want to know anything about it. Maybe it was his kind of mercy to Alucard or both of them. Walter really could not make up his mind about that.
Walters private meetings with Alucard had even become much more frequently lately, but decidedly less painful for Walter since that certain afternoon. Mostly, that was. And there was not necessarily sex or blood involved, they sometimes just enjoyed each others company. Their strange connection seemed to have grown stronger and deeper, although the main interests of both sides were still clear, obvious and plain: The vampire got blood, Walter bodily satisfaction.
If they were getting personal there was always a slight struggle for the dominant position, every minute a joyful game of two predators, two cats, shifting their positions and trying to find out, whom of them had to pretend to be the mouse this time…Walter was aware that he only won if the vampire was in an especially good mood, but that was not a problem to him as long as he could be with the creature and was allowed to caress the cold body.
He no longer even really cared what form the vampire took, though he’d still have preferred Alucards girl version if asked to choose.
Now Alucard raised his hand to softly touch the neck of the man in front of him with his gloved hand and Walter felt sorry for the proud creature, once again loosing more of his power in this enduring enslavement. He leaned into the touch slightly.
He knew quite well that on the other hand releasing Alucard from his bond would be a no-go, a terrible vision of blood and death and war at large indeed.
“So no more scratches on my body, eh?” The young man moved his own hand to the gloved one caressing him, lightly touching the seal at the back of Alucards hand. “Better for my health then. Ahh, come on, it makes no difference to me, really. The leather feels quite good. Might be a very sexy new experience…And if you want to feel me in turn just release your shadows. I love that, don’t you know?”
A low growl answered him. “Don’t you dare to humiliate me by trying to comfort me, Dollneazz, or you will get to know my shadows better…” The vampire glared at the human.
Walter laughed softly. “Don’t talk so big, vampire, or I‘ll make you lick the blood out of my palm again, kitty-cat.”
Alucard got hold of a strain of Walters hair, that had gotten quite long by now. He pulled him near slowly, “Ok, that’s enough, come here, angel, lets see if your rather big mouth and your sharp tongue can be put to better use…”
Walter grinned and leaned forward to kiss the undead. But right under his hands the creature turned to fog now, shrugging his shoulders, “There, my master calls me…” and was gone.
`Bloody stupid Arthur Hellsing`, a frustrated angel grumbled. `Next he will call you when we are right at it! I swear I will kick his ass then!`
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