Stop it

AN: Finally! Got really stuck with this chapter...certainly felt like ten month!!!
Not beta-ed, still not good...will rewrite it someday, not soon though...


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Another ten month had passed.

Tonight he would set some things straight. Tonight Alucard would arrange his revenge. Tonight he would truly fulfil his bond and serve the noble house Hellsing – though his master would surely go frenzy about the supposedly unwanted but very necessary service. If his master would not kill him after this, he would never bring him peace. And he still held his master in high regards – he would have bet someone, that Arthur could cope with it! Unfortunately there was no one here to stay alive to bet with…

At first he paid Walter a last visit. To be disturbed in the middle of things by him was not a thing he aimed for, so the angel of death had to go down first.

The room was dark and Walter had gone to bed already. Alucard looked at the sleeping figure, a peaceful picture in the pale moonlight.

Walter had lately started to habitually sleep naked, except for his gloves, that was. Now he lay on his back, one arm under the sheets, the other raised above his head, the metal on the glove reflecting the pale moonlight, the head turned to one side, lips slightly open. A gorgeous sight for sore, hungry eyes!

The vampire could hear Walters heart beating slowly and steadily. The warm young body smelled seductively sweet to him, the smell being a sweet foreboding of the delicious blood the body was filled with.

When he was awake Walter was a serious opponent, but now, asleep… he was definitely prey! So human, so alive, so vulnerable and weak, open, unsuspecting, defenceless in his sleep to the creature that was home here, too, and that could even walk though walls…

Alucard had waited long for this. Finally! His own personal ultimate thrill…He felt his greed rising, his hunger a power hard to control now.

The vampire felt his mouth water badly. He smirked. He had intended to make it quick…but then again, what a waste to just kill his precious angel in a hurry! Ahh, a little bit of playing would delay, but not ruin his plans for tonight, Alucard decided.

He had seen and killed so many other souls before - there never had been and very likely never would be another one like him… so he’d better take his time to enjoy this.

When he slid under the sheets Walter woke up. He had always had a light sleep - a good thing for a killer to have. Now he turned, alarmed, and realizing Alucard he relaxed and closed his eyes again, smiling. He stretched his arms out to the vampire, closing them around his neck, unsuspecting, pulling his lover towards himself, still not fully awake.

Alucard nestled in the warmth of the human under the sheets. The young man cuddled sleepily to the cold, dead creature that was intending to take his life tonight. “Glad you came…”

“Are you?” The vampire chuckled.

“Hmmhm. Take off your clothes…” Walter ruffled tenderly through the black strands of darkness the vampire called his hair and softly pulled at the red cravat. Alucard knew, by now the human had no fear at all anymore. And their regular games had been evolving from bad to worse regarding the moral content anyway…

Walter cuddled closer and played with the buttons of the vampires dinner jacket.

“My, my…are we in a hurry to be eaten alive...,” Alucard slowly stroked the other mans naked buttocks softly, making no effort in removing his clothes.

The young man moaned and laid his leg over the vampires hips, lightly pressing their crotches together. “Our master is away, so you will not be called upon until he’s back…you haven’t been here for quite long… and I haven’t even been down to the village meanwhile… c´mon! Undress…“

Walter raised himself onto his arms until he was half on top of the vampire, bowing his head down and kissing the cold lips seductively. He was well trained in seducing the inhuman creature into sexual action by now. It usually needed some power mind games and the promise of blood or pain, but though Alucard had claimed to not being interested in human sex, Walter had learned that sexual action while letting him draw blood could get him quite hot indeed.

As the vampire kissed him back now hungrily Walter slid his tongue purposely along a fang to cut himself.

The special sweet taste of the blood immediately made Alucards nerves tingle with pleasure. Greedy for more his long tongue began lapping the human mouth. He could hardly suppress the massive urge to rip open the human right now. Calm yourself! Slowly…softly…soon. Soon! He moaned and kept on lapping Walters mouth passionately.

But the small cut ran dry soon. Much too soon for both their tasted.

Walter was just thinking of making another cut when suddenly a bliss of pain shot through him, a maddening sharp incredible pain! A pain so blinding it made him pull away by reflex.

Alucard had submitted to his greed. Quick and forcefully he had driven his fang through the wet muscle of Walters tongue, causing a deep wound. There are few spots in the human body with more receptors for pain than the tongue…it hurt like hell and it certainly bled like hell!

Walter yelped and withdraw, but didn’t get far as Alucard caught him in his arms fast and made him stay in the position lying above him by sliding one arm around the humans waist, pressing their bodies together tightly, rubbing himself softly to the human, already hardening. With the other arm he slowly pulled Walters head down, kissing him, sucking the blood from his mouth, while enclosing him tightly in his arms.

Warm, salty tears of pain fell onto the cold skin. Walter blinked them away bravely. The pain was the price he had to pay, he knew that well, and it would not hurt for long.

The vampire kept on sucking the tongue, soft and lazy now. Once Alucards salvia had eased the pain, the vampire released his grip and let Walter withdraw his head. The wound was deep enough to stay open for a while. Luckily the painkiller effect of his salvia had not faded, though Walter had grown so accustomed to it that he could still keep his mind clear now if he concentrated on it.

Two could play this game and Walter meanwhile was quite good at it. He knew how to tease and make the vampire mad for his blood indeed. He had had a lot of practise and surely could be called the only living expert in sexing up a vampire by now, Walter grinned to himself.

The young man raised his head just a few inches above Alucards lips. The vampires long tongue kept lapping for the fluid lavishly, while Walter controlled the flow by closing or opening his lips, sometimes letting only few drops pearl through his lips, sometimes closing his mouth to collect it and then again releasing it in big splashes. The vampire clawed into his hair and added his part of the game by varying the distance between their lips.

Though blood play had become part of their regular games, it rarely was as messy as this time. The blood flowed much to richly to be controlled. Soon it was everywhere on their mouths, faces, necks and even upper bodies. ‘Damn,’ Walter thought, he surly would have to burn or hide the sheets tomorrow morning…again!

While speaking now a soft spray shower of blood rained down. “Get your clothes off, Alucard…c’mon. …Please….”

Walter heard Alucard growl disapprovingly. He knew quote well, that the vampire disliked him begging, but he could not help it. The wish for pleasure ruled over pain and over thinking…His mind was slightly blurred. He struggeled to keep his thoughts. He knew what he wanted and he just needed to feel the cold body against him now.

Other than growling the vampire showed no reaction to his plea. He was lapping for the bloody mouth with closed eyes, quite lost in this occupation.

Walter used his hands to work Alucards stiff cock through the layer of unreal clothes and started again making his own plans for the night. He kept his mind working with wondering why the vampire was getting hot so soon and so easily. Strange…but good for what he aimed for.

Luckily for Walter he could not guess what turned the vampire on so incredibly: The outlook of finally fulfilling his desires thrilled the vampire more than he thought possible. To drink fully from his special victim. To drink dry this incredible blood. To bite down in the angels throat, crush the soft cartilage and drain him. To kill him. Tonight. Soon. But not yet… The vampire moaned again, a sound between passion and frustration.

“Undress yourself, Alucard,” Walter raised his body further to get out of reach and held the other body down with his hands on the shoulders, “please…” He closed his mouth to hold back the blood now and tried to catch Alucards eyes, red spots in the twilight of the room. The wound still bled badly and he felt his mouth filling itself fast.

He heard the vampire laugh and felt a cold hand manipulating his cock skilfully indeed! Involuntarily he moaned and choked, releasing the blood in a big splash out of his open mouth, making quite more mess.

The vampire grinned. “And here I was thinking you would try to let me starve to death…”

He pulled the humans head down quickly and kissed Walter again, now constantly sucking the tongue, drawing the blood directly from the wound. Unfortunately the wound now started to slowly run dry…

‘Not good,’ Walter thought, ‘not good at all!’ Not as aroused as the vampire obviously was by now. When Alucard let go of his mouth he quickly offered his wrist instead. The red eyes were heavily clouded with lust and greed. He did not hesitate and bit the wrist deeply, drawing blood directly and more powerful than before, drinking in deep draughts now…

The pleasure overwhelmed Walter for a few moments. He went on rubbing himself to the vampires fully clad body, sliding his hard on between the vampires legs. “Please… get rid off your clothes...let me touch you…please, I want to..”

The vampire growled angrily and irritated while drinking from Walters wrist now fully, as he had not done for long. He moaned softly. And then he let his clothes vanish. His hard cock sprung up and rubbed against Walters belly, dispersing his blood laced precum between them. Now both men were only wearing their leather gloves.

It was always a kick to Walter, when the vampire lost himself in feeding from his blood so much that he gave in to the humans wishes. His head spun.

Walter moaned and his free hand started trailing the dead body carefully. This was not only for his own pleasure. True, he loved to touch the cold silky skin and the muscular lean body, but there was more to it. He wanted the creature to get passionate enough to further loose himself in drinking, no longer caring what else was going on…as it had happened in the dungeon once.

Of course this then was becoming a very dangerous game, he knew. Alucard had warned him not to aim for it, as he might kill him while in this state even without wanting it…but Walter loved it! He loved to make the creature loose his mind and control over feeding from him! Unfortunately that rarely happened as it seemed to need a certain minimum amount of blood drawn. Alucard usually took care not to drink much from Walter in order not to weaken him again so much that Arthur would realize…

So that only happened very rarely. The best chance was when Alucard had been feeding immediately before they started. Better yet, if he had killed…But Arthur did allow this very, very rarely nowadays. Walter had already wondered if he let the vampire starve out of punishment for something. Tonight it seemed Walter would have a rare chance. The vampire was so turned on, he must have been drinking shortly before, Walter was quite sure. Good!

He could tell by the vampires half closed eyes and his soft moaning that Alucard very soon would be so aroused, that he could do with the vampires body, whatever he wanted. He aimed for that and the thought turned him on incredibly. If he could still think coherently himself then anymore, that was…He felt quite dizzy and struggled not loose himself in the feeling.

He freed his hand carefully from the vampires mouth, offering his tongue again instead, which was accepted, though growling. The wound in his tongue started bleeding again, when Alucard sucked it heavily now. Walter shifted slightly and reached down. He slowly worked Alucards cock, while grinding his own in the vampires crotch, gliding the tip between the cold buttocks now.

Alucard groaned into his mouth, stopped sucking and let go of Walters tongue. He withdraw his head slightly…much to Walters disappointment. He knew he would not dare it, if the vampire would not be distracted enough.

Alucard gave a low, passionate moan. “Holy sweet Moses, Walter, you could seduce Lucifer in hell with that unnaturally sweet blood of yours…” Walter realized that the vampire was actually even panting now! His eyes were closed and he licked his lips.

Walter grinned and delivered a soft, short kiss to the cold blood smeared mouth under him. “Only I would not let him or anyone else drink from me that willingly.” He bowed his head and licked the creatures ear, softly nibbling the earlobe before purring very lowly, mocking playfully now, “It’s just a humble gift of mine to you alone……in return for your gift of my life, evil creature of darkness.” The young butler softly laughed.

From that position the human could not see the baffled expression showing on the vampires face for just a second. The creature suddenly remembered his own words…

And now Walter rose his body slightly, put his head to one side, throwing his rather long hair over in a show off gesture, baring his neck on one side. He slowly lowered himself back to the vampires mouth, whispering hoarsly, “Drink from me, Alucard. Suck me!”

The answer was a dangerous growl, “With pleasure.”

Alucard grabbed Walter by his neck and shoulder, pulling him a few inches further down until his lips could caress the soft skin. He licked the throat in long, passionate lashes, enjoying every second thoroughly, then chose a spot and let his huge fangs slowly, very slowly penetrate the soft skin, then suddenly bit down hard into the vulnerable flesh.

Walter felt the pain, but also the lust coming with the teeth buried deep into him. He started to thrust his hips again, concentrating on his goal.

When the blood started to come, Alucard at first restrained himself from sucking. Instead he let it flow into his mouth without swallowing, just letting it ooze down his throat. But he could not stand this passionate tension for long. He swallowed and started drinking in rich, deep draughts, sucking the precious, marvellously tasting fluid from the warm lively human fully and hungry, as he had not done for long, not since their second time, directly from the best spot possible now, the blood tasting actually even better than it had back then.

Walter moaned out loudly, pleasure flooding him. Amazed he realized that this was obviously the best spot the vampire had drunken from so far. It felt sooo incredibly good! He wished to let go of everything and just revel in this feeling…But he was also determined to increase the experience even more. Almost on instinct he started to trust his hips forward between the cold flesh of Alucards butt, searching for an entrance.

Alucard was in the state where he really did not mind whatever Walter did with him as long as the blood would flow. And when the human spread his legs and pulled one of them up he was ok with it, as long as Walter did not disturb his feeding. The inhuman mind was heavily blurred with passion and pleasure. When he felt Walters cock seeking entrance he chuckled lightly thrusting his teeth deeper in and relaxed his muscles to let the boy inside.

The vampire felt his flesh tear because of dryness and Walter pulling back. In this state the vampire felt pain only added to the pleasure. He stopped sucking, but left the teeth in the flesh. He could smell the humans fear to have hurt or angered him and growled low, while quickly placing his hands on Walters neck and butt to make him stay put. He lightly massaged him reassuringly, until the boy relaxed and dared pushing in again. The vampires blood made a poor lubricant, but it worked…

Walter felt that it was not as good as fucking the girl version of Alucard (which usually came self-moistened, he grinned to himself), but not bad either. Not bad at all. He pushed in long strokes now, soon panting considerably. He snapped for breath when he felt a finger entering his own anus slowly… or maybe it was just a shadow, as it did not seem to matter that there was no lubricant here. He speeded his movements up. The experienced vampire found the trigger of his prostrate fast and rubbed it slowly.

Walter closed his eyes, panting and pushing madly This was most incredible…

And then Alucard started drinking again fully and Walter exploded. He had rarely before felt his orgasm so intense and the amazing feeling seemed to extend and endure as long as Alucard kept drinking. Oh holy shit, this was just……….


…enduring…
… ultimate …
… pleasure!!!

There was just one tiny little flaw.

Walters life instinct humbly and politely knocked at the backdoor of his brain. He realized somewhere wide away in the back of his mind, that the vampire drank in deep draughts that did not seem to stop. The feeling of slight panic was much more triggered by his spine than by his spinning brain, but some life instinct inside him pressed the button primal fear, even while in the aftermath of the longest and most pleasant orgasm of his life…

Walter withdraw his head and upper body in a sudden move, but not far, as the vampires hand caught his neck fast.

The young mans voice was only a hoarse exhausted whisper, “Alucard, it’s enough…stop!”

“Cheeky little angel, I must say… no one ever was allowed to do that since I am dead…” Walter could hear the vampire chuckle slightly.

“But at least you realize…angel…,” a gloved hand softly stroked his hair from his face, “angel mine… you are to die tonight.”

The vampire shifted them with ease and lay on top heavily. Walter tried to wiggle himself free half heartedly, not yet realizing the full impact of the vampires words.

“Ahh, don’t you want to comfort me in turn with what would be my ultimate thrill? Don’t you want to die for me tonight?” The vampire purred. He smiled viciously.

Walter looked unbelievingly into the beautiful, passionate, inhuman face, a white spot in the dark, the red eyes glowing, the fangs reflecting the moonlight, and then he felt his heart freeze, realising the meaning and that the vampire might be serious.

His voice was very soft and low, just a weak moan, helpless, his words not an answer to the question, but denying to believe the horrible truth, “…no…”

The red eyes shone heavy with lust and desire in the dark, the long silky hair flowing, caressing the human face as the vampire lowered his head to the throat to go on drinking, thrusting his fangs deep into it.

Walter started to feel massive fear along with the familiar lust flush through him…something he had not felt for very long regarding the vampire. Even the pleasure of Alucard drinking could not blend it away now, the intoxication wasn’t working on his nerves well used to it, his heart rate speeding up…He did not want to die! He did NOT WANT TO DIE!

The vampire moaned loudly while drinking. And then Walter felt himself truly fully panic, as he recognized the cold hands touching him somehow uncoordinated, his cock, his nipples. Instinct had taken the vampire over …the second stage of killing…

Walters life instincts now finally raised lively, too. His heart was hammering. More out of instinct than conscious doing he had thrown his wires. To his astonishment he felt quite weak already and couldn’t aim properly. He even had not really aimed at anything particular. More out of luck than anything else his weapons had caught a large part of Alucards head along with other parts of the undead body, still cutting through flesh and bone with ease.

Walter felt blood and flesh rain down on him and the body that had held him down collapsed, the large parts falling onto his own naked body, everything turning to a wet, bloody mess. He was free! With wide shocked eyes he threw himself around and tried to flee from the bed.

He did not come far, not even reaching the door. He screamed! Shadows surrounded him, slowed him down, dragged him back. He screamed desperately again and heard the vampire chuckle, then breaking into a roaring laughter.

The shadows were holding his limps, dragging him, to the bed, onto his belly, into the slippery, sticky mess on the bed, his limps stretched out and fixed. It took some time for the vampire to reassemble his body from the shadows. Then soft lips caressed the back of Walters neck playfully, a long tongue licking the blood away, that still oozed from his neck.

“You never cease to amaze me, angel…do you want to live so badly?…” A soft, tender lick on his cheek. “Come on, then, trust me…I’m just playing… relax…enjoy this…very probably our last time.” The vampire bit down into the neck again brutally, his forceful grip leaving no room for another serious struggle, though the small movements of his precious and special prey pleased him, still fighting, the screams and desperate attempts slowly weakening and dying away as blood exchanged it’s owner in an unfair trade.

The human finally passed out due to the blood loss.

Alucard drank as much as possible without killing the young man, leaving him on the edge of life and death. He withdraw his fangs, but lovingly licked the wounds until they stopped bleeding.

He had once given Walter his life as a gift. He had already decided to not take it back when reminded of his words earlier. It was a good thing Walter had interrupted him though… he wasn’t sure if he would have been able to stop otherwise…

He was much aroused now, but there would be enough fun and blood and life to have tonight anyway and he would surely get his release.

Just one little thing left to do here… Another gift for his precious angel, a reward for not begging for his life but fighting for it. To life with memories like these and to go on after a love like that was quite hard, nearly impossible for a human. Though being a monster Alucard knew this well. To enable his precious angel to go on living a normal life Alucard dived deep into Walters mind to erase all memories of their passionate encounters except for the first two.

It would be better if Walter could at least remember something, the vampire assured himself. A part of him knew quite well, that his own ego just did not wish to vanishing from this mans memory completely.

He covered him with a blanket before he turned to leave and grinned to himself. ‘I ‘m really getting soft in my old age, my, my…, ’

Then he turned and took the blanket away, leaving the boy and the mess bare, to give a better picture for Arthur when he came home. He looked at him, still not yet grown totally, the muscled, perfectly trained body now pale and nearly lifeless, blood spilled on the sheets, showing in the moonlight as dark spots only. A memory came to him, uncalled for…”Hey, volunteer to clean me?”

Ah, hell to Arthur Hellsing! He put the blanket back in place, covering the body against the intruding eyes that would have to find him the next morning.

At the door he did not looked back, but paused. “Live and take good care of yourself, angel of death…”

Bloody hell, now he was quite late and had to hurry.

He entered the corridor of the private chamber of his master. He knew that Arthur Hellsing was in London and was not expected to be back before the following morning. When he went through the door a young woman looked at him fearfully.

“What were these horrible screams, Alucard?” Arthur had married six weeks ago. Alucard had realized instantly, that Arthur did not love his bride, nor did she love him, but he was considered a good catch and he needed to marry and that was the whole story.

She still had severe problems settling in the Hellsing household though, especially due to the fact, that Arthur did not go out much and worked hard – unless he was drinking. So she was stuck in the remote mansion and had to spend the time with Alucard or Walter. After trying that once she regarded reading a better way of spending her time.

Alucard really loathed her and thought her not worthy to be the mother of Arthur’s children. She had no qualities on her that were worth passing on to a possible child except her good looks. Sure, he could have got rid of her without making it so obvious – but he rather felt like provoking a bit of action.

Now he quite casually said, “Oh, that was nothing. I just nearly killed Walter.”

He enjoy her shocked expression and how she screamed, when he was at her throat. He only felt pity for the fact, that he could not drink all of her blood, unexpectedly quite tasty for such a dull creature, but had to leave some for the decoration.

So in the end it turned out she ironically had had a quality that he would have liked her to pass on. Ah fuck, too late now!

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