Fall From Grace

Fall From Grace
By Dogwitch

Note from Writer: Okay, I’m just horny right now, and I have no idea what’s going on, so I’m just gonna write this, mmmkay? Uhhh....yeah, that’s it.

It was a perfect night. The air was icy cold and shook the trees, the sky was black as pitch and smelled delicious, ripe with the interesting smells of urine, flowers, and fresh blood. The moon hung in the sky, full and huge, filling the sky with rays of tasty intensity. But the moon wasn’t the only thing swollen.

On a dark dirt path through the forest, a tall and mysterious man roamed swiftly, taken under the night’s spell. It was all too quiet, not an animal or insect in the area, only him. The only noise was a distant hum of church bells far off into the distance. Alucard listened intently, smirking at it’s self-righteousness, but still considered them the songs of his childhood.

The forest brush was soon replaced by road, and he found himself across the street from the cathedral. It had been so long since he’d been to one of these things, but he’d been feeling so strange all night. He knew sneaking out was against his master’s laws, but he had other ideas. Intentions...

Inside the church, it was literally a ghost town. Hundreds of lit candle’s covered the walls as well as statues of the Virgin Mary and other saints. And a large wooden statue of Jesus crucified hung from the ceiling. There was neither a priest or nun in sight, except for one.

Father Alexander Anderson, the esteemed paladin of the Iscariot Oraganization, had come to pay his respects before he went home. He walked slowly down the path, staring up at the crucifix and stopped. Closing his eyes, he grasped onto his cross necklace and whispered, “In nomine patris, Et spirito sancte.” He made the sign of the cross over his chest, “In the name of the father, son, and the holy ghost, Ahmen.”

“You know I’ve always wondered,” Came a slick and husky voice from behind and the paladin swung around, eyes wide. Alucard stood in front of the door, a smirk on his face. “What is it that you Catholics’ get out of that prayer? I mean, you do it almost thirty times a day. Trust me, I’ve been in that position. Better you get out now before your mind snaps--oh wait, too late.” He chuckled.

Anderson gritted his teeth together. He had no weapons. “Get...OUT!” He hissed loudly.

Alucard just laughed louder, removing his hat and glasses. His eyes were flaming red and his fangs were beared. “Watch it whiping boy, we’re in the house of God now. Let’s keep the violence to a minimum, hmm?”

“You...You scum of hell...” His breath quickened as the vampire raised his Jackal. “I’m warning you...”

“Oh don’t worry--” He tossed the gun towards the wall. Alexander watched it fly and hit the ground, then found himself eye to eye with the vampire who was suddenly standing in front of him. “I just want to play.”

Before the priest could even gasp, Alucard slugged him across the face, making him fall backwards onto the sermon platform. He grunted and tried to get up, but found he couldn’t move. “Uh! What the...What the hell have you done?!”He struggled in vain and started to panic, his eyes full of hate.

Alucard stared down at him and beared his teeth in a wicked smirk. “It’s a little trick I learned from a threat vampire a while back. You won’t be able to move for as long as I want.” Slowly, he slid his red trenchcoat off his shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. Alexander watched him, and his heart began to pound.

“What are you doing...?”

“I’ve noticed some things about you, Anderson. I was wondering if maybe you could answer some questions of mine. Tell me, why is it that I can penetrate everyone’s mind except yours?” The priest’s eyes narrowed. “And why is it that when you go hunting, as in my kind, you always get so excited and bloodthirsty?” The vampire kneeled down and began to crawl on top of of him. “You can’t fool me boy, I know these things. You have an animal inside you...And I want to see it.”

“Get off me you freak!!” Alexander howled, trying even harder to struggle. “I don’t know what the hell it is you think your doing, but it’s not going to work! I am the messenger of the divine!! I am the righteous--!”

“Yes, you are a priest. But you’re still a man. You still have...” He ran his gloved fingers under the priest’s trenchcoat, pulling at the buttons on his shirt. “Flesh.” He growled and spat in the vampire’s face, but Alucard only snarled in delight. “Come on ‘Father’, just let go and let me in. No one will ever know, I promise.” Alexander still held ragerage, but instead he simply looked away and closed his eyes. The vampire kneeled down, his teeth an inch from the paladin’s throat. “Can you feel it? The moon, the air, the life force all around. It has effected you...in more ways than one.” He continued to stroke his chest and abdomen, then went down further to find what he’d been searching for. The padre’s pants had become especially tight, and when his fingers traced ever so slightly against the tip of his covered hardness, he let out a shocking gasp. The vampire flinched and smiled brightly. “Interesting how something so small could have such an effect, imagine what else I could play with.”

“No!” Alexander shouted, his heart pounding.

“Oh yes.” He opened his trenchcoat and quickly ripped his shirt, revealing a scarred but beautifully sculpted chest. Alucard let out a sigh and swallowed, taking in the intoxicating scent of the priest, and started ungloving his hand. Alexander was shaking in fear and anger, but no protest escaped his lips. Alucard ran his fingers from the other man’s collar bone to his chest, tracing his fingers lightly around his nipple. He licked his lips and dropped his head, exploring the golden flesh with his sharp long tongue. The salty slick skin was enough to drive the No Life King crazy, but he had to resist. He needed more.

Alexander grit his teeth together in pleasure, even though he tried not to show it. The vampire licked the crease in between his chest and went down to his abs, leaving a trail of his saliva. The priest began to breath more rapidly, beginning to sweat and tingle, his whole body becomming hot. Alucard began to unbotton his own shirt, revealing his chest, and dropped it on the ground next to him. He sighed again and ran both his hands up over his abdomen.

Suddenly Alucard scratched a thin deep line across his nipple, and blood gushed to the surface. Alexander gasped in pain, but didn’t regenerate it yet. Alucard smirked lustfully and bent down by the wound.“Please...” He whispered. “Please let me lick your blood...You know how much I love it...” He bent down and stretched his tongue out, dragging it across the wound. A pleasured groan escaped him as he greedily sucked on it, tasting every heart beat until the skin suddenly healed. The vampire grinned. “Well since I’ve had my fun...” He sat up and grasped the button on Alexander’s pants.

“Wait! S-Stop...!” He gasped.

“Shhh.” As he unfastened the clip he pulled the zipper down, and finally freed the mass of hard, sensitive skin. Alucard’s eyes widened and he became very weak, then he smirked and looked up at the priest. “You are full of surprises, aren’t you holy man?” Alexander growled, and he chuckled. He bit his lip and gently ran his fingers over the rock hard flesh, which shuddered. Alexander’s lips parted slightly in a silent sigh, his eyes closing tightly. The vampire went back up to lick his abdomen some more, teasing him, and trailed his way down south. He grabbed hold of his exposed member and licked his lips, then looked up at the helpless man underneath him.

“Do you want this?” He grinned wickedly, making circles around the swelling tip with his finger. He delighted in the torment he was creating, and the little noises that escaped through Alexander’s teeth. The other man’s eyes narrowed in pure hatred and he was silent. Alucard bent down and stuck his tongue out, flicking it against the stiff flesh, causing the priest to groan loudly. “Answer me, dammit. Do you want this?”

Alexander looked up at the crucifix hanging on the wall. This wasn’t happening...Not here...

“Y...Yes...Please...Do it...”

Alucard grinned wide and delved down, taking the priest in his mouth. His whole body jolted and his eyes went wide. “Oh...shit...”

The vampire sucked hungrilly at the hot flesh in his mouth, delighting every time the other man made a squeal or a grunt. Alucard pushed his legs farther apart trying to get a better position. Alexander groaned, sweat pouring out of him, and he through his head back. Suddenly Alucard released him from the paralysis spell, and the priest’s fingers ran through Alucard’s silky black hair, pushing himself farther into the vampire’s mouth. His tongue was so wet and hot, and he greedily went after his stiff member like he’d been starved of it all his life. Alexander grit his teeth together, grunting and groaning as the vampire continued to please him, and his eyes rolled back in complete ecstasy. He was consumed by his own lust.

Alexander began to thrust into Alucard’s mouth, and Alucard swallowed, sucking every last bit of him down. He moaned in desire as he flicked his tongue across the hot tip of his shaft, and nipped it with his teeth. It’d been so long since he’d been playful with another man that he gave it everything he had, releasing his pent up lust. He’d been going so crazy that even his own member pushed taut against his pants. “Ugh...UHH! Don’t s-stop!!” The priest how qui quivering and wheezing and crying for more, his hot flesh ramrodding against the back of the nosferatu’s throat. He was so close...

Alucard let go of Alexander’s legs and ran his hands up to his chest once more, squeezing his nipples hard. The louder he moaned, the harder he sucked. Merciless bastard. Saliva dripping from his lips and hands--he tasted so good. Suddenly, the priest’s whole body stiffened, and he let out a monsterous growl as he came, his hot seed drenching Alucard’s tongue and lips. But he didn’t stop, he only sucked harder. Alexander’s climax came in long, jerking spurts; his eyes rolled back in his head and his whole body trembling. He kept coming until he was completely dry, and Alucard sucked back the sweet juice like a kitten slurping milk.

When it was over, Alexander collasped back against the carpet, his chest heaving and his eyes closed, trying to recover from his orgasm. Alucard just grinned as he pulled sor sore head up and licked the remaining traces of saliva and cum of his chin. He began to crawl up on top of him, moving slowly, admiring his work. The younger man was completely drained and numb, and he couldn’t even open his eyes to see the satisfaction on the bastard’s face.

“Not bad.” Alucard cooed, running his finger against Alexander’s rugged chin. “I guess I was right about you being a man, a dog, and a monster all together.” He chuckled.

Suddenly, the priest smirked and looked up at the vampire through blazing red eyes, and Alucard’s smile faded. “So is it my turn?” He said in a dark and husky manner.

Alucard’s eyes opened wide as the priest suddenly grabbed his hair, pulling it from his neck, and flung upwards, impaling his throat with two dagger-like fangs. “Argh!” The vampire grimanced and his eyes went almost lifeless as he was pushed over on his back, crushed under the Scots weight. The priest sucked with power and ferocity. Alucard grit his teeth together and grasped at Alexander’s back, stabbing into his flesh. Alexander sucked the vampire’s blood that pooled into his mouth, sinking his razor teeth deeper into his jugular vein. The sweet juice tasted of eons, pleasure and pain, power and defeat.

“Ngggghh....!!” Alucard’s eye twitched and he grunted loudly, involuntarilly pushing his throat against his predator. His lips parted in shock when the priest’s hand roughly grasped the crotch of his pants. He kept forcing more blood out, driving his jaws deeper and faster and harder. The nosferatu dug his fingernails as hard as he could into the other man’s back, their bodies intertwining and bucking like animals. Suddenly Alexander released his grip on Alucard’s throat, catapulting over, a stream of blood flying from his lips. As he hit the ground on backback, Alucard jumped up fearfully, and disappeared.

The church was quiet again. The air reeked of sweat and blood, and the heat of bodies was everywhere. The only sound was Father Anderson’s heavy breathing and growling, his eyes still red and fangs beared. Blood was dripping from his lips to the sermon carpet. He sat up and buttoned his pants, then sat with his hands in his lap.

He laughed.

He just sat there, filling the cathedral with a monsterous laughter. The candle’s flickered as the moon shown through the church windows, and he subsided his hysteria. The priest sniffed. “So...” He called. “What’d you think?”

“Mmmm,” Came a husky female voice above. Heinkel was on the railing of the second floor, her feet dangling off the side. She had a satisfied and lusty expression on her face as she licked the tip of her cigarette suggestively. “Now that was a trip, baby.”

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