A Walk in the Dreamscape

[FICLET] A Walk in the Dreamscape. Hellsing (Alucard/Luke ntinntine), NC-17

By: Xandria, Copyright © 2004 Xandria (http://www.akasa.ca/fanfic)

Author\'s Notes: I\'m something of a canon whore and often try to write fic that could possibly be inserted into the canon world. I set myself this challenge for this fic, although I\'m uncertain if I\'ve succeeded. I\'d like to think so, but it\'s a matter of subjective opinion, isn\'t it? This ficlet takes place before \"Brotherhood\" and would be the first time Alucard and Luke Valentine meet, setting the stage for their showdown later on.

I dedicate this ficlet to because she\'s been kindly asking me to write some Alucard/Valentine smut. Unfortunately, zimon66, I couldn\'t get Yan in there. It just wouldn\'t work. I\'m also ashamed to say that my Yan muse really doesn\'t have as much substance in my brain as I need to write him well and do him justice. But I really hope you don\'t tha that deter you and that perhaps you enjoy this anyway. I\'m not promising anything, but if all else fails, I will try to write you an Alucard/Valentine Brothers smut-drabble at the very least when I can get to it. Forgive me?

Disclaimer: All obvious Hellsing characters and concepts are property of their respective owners. No infringement is intended.

Rated: NC-17 for explicit m/m sex.

Warnings: Gun play of an altogether different sort. Blood sports (is that even a necessary warning in a Hellsing fic?). Bondage.

Summary: Alucard encounters Luke Valentine in a realm of dreams where the two size one other up, resulting in a rather explosive encounter.

Cross-posted to: and


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A Walk in the Dreamscape

\"What a beautiful night,\" Alucard announced to no one in particular, enjoying how his melodious voice emerged from his throat, an ever present underlying essence of tightness to his vocalization as though at any moment he just... might... snap. He chuckled softly and added, \"A beautiful night for a walk in the dreamscape.\"

This realm of seen and unseen, accessible to powerful vampires and sundry human freaks of nature, stretched for endless miles, non existent trees melting into a reddish hued sky while black roots snaked along turfs of long bladed grass, fed by various visitors who entered this world. As Alucard moved soundlessly along the ground, his boots crushing the rich green carpet of grass, the scenery shimmered slightly in response to his presence, bending to his will. He breathed deeply, pulling fictitious air into his undead lungs, a gentle breeze now skittering along the terrain\'s foliage, nourished by thought. The gentle wind lapped at his long coat until it fluttered behind him, giving him the appearance of a great crimson bat patrolling his domain. Onwards he walked throughout the peaceful environs.

Very seldom did Alucard encounter another being in the dreamscape -- unless he purposely brought them here, which was very seldom (although he did, on occasion, use the dreamscape to access the dreams of another when he felt it prudent to do so). Thusly, the considerably aged vampire paused for a fraction of a moment when he spied a blond spectacled man ahead of him, leaning casually against a tree, arms folded across his chest as though in studious contemplation. The man had obviously been watching Alucard; likely since his arrival.

A very amused noise worked its way free from Alucard\'s throat as he felt the corners of his lips curl up curiously. He continued to stroll towards the blond with the same casual air he\'d begun his walk moments earlier. Perhaps the night would not only be beautiful, but fun as well.

\"Ahhh, the great Alucard.\" Arrogance dripped from the blond\'s tongue, distilled in youth and a sharp silk white suit.

Alucard found that he was now twice as amused and turned his lips up into a challenging sneer. He halted before the elegant man who cut a very trim figure, the brim of his hat so very close to the blond\'s pale forehead as though to see if the other man would step away to regain his personal space. Alucard enjoyed testing people; to poke and prod and harry them along until they exposed themselves for what they really were. Once he\'d accomplished that, then defeat was all but assured if they proved to be enemies. If they were not enemies, then they could serve as fascinating playthings. Which this long haired blond man before him was, he could not say at this time... but he would enjoy finding out.

\"I am Luke Valentine. But we will meet soon enough, servant of Hellsing.\" Luke ignored the framing strands of his shoulder length hair whipping against his cheek from the breeze that arrived with Alucard.

Enemy. In all likelihood, an enemy, Alucard concluded. \"I look forward to it.\" Alucard flashed his pointed teeth, hungry for the impending confrontation and perhaps even hungry for something a little more personal in this place of unreality... something that could deliciously fuel their entanglement when the time comes. The very thought coiled like a serpent of lust and desire around his entire body and he briefly snaked his tongue tip out to taste the air. Testing his quarry, Alucard reached up and stroked his gloved fingers across Luke\'s cheek, tucking the windswept hair behind the man\'s ear. With focus directed towards himself and the strange world around him, he dipped a single finger to trace along Luke\'s slender jaw, the fabric of his glove dissolving into the energy of the dreamscape.

Was it Alucard\'s imagination or did the man actually move into his caress, yearning for his attentions? \"I have no doubts. Your reputation precedes you, after all.\" Luke\'s tone of voice grew thick with a purr, a sound that wrapped itself around Alucard\'s groin, all but cementing his licentious objective.

\"And yet here you remain.\" Alucard settled the now exposed very sharp tip of his forefinger\'s nail just beneath Luke\'s chin, meeting the man\'s unwavering eyes with his. And Luke still did not flinch... not even when he applied enough pressure to slice into that smooth alabaster flesh, marking the previously flawless skin.

\"You\'re an intriguing subject matter.\"

\"Am I now?\" As Alucard tilted his head to the side, a sudden gust of wind caught his hat and sent it skittering across the dreamscape. He slid his hand down Luke\'s cool throat, his glove reforming at once, fingers wrapping tight, as he lapped his long tongue against the thin line of spilled blood on the soft underside of the man\'s chin. Delectable. Somewhat powerful. The exquisite taste, forged in mutual desire, never failed to arouse him utterly.

Another gust of wind twined Luke\'s hair with Alucard\'s, tangling blond and black, ivory and ebony, the hunted and hunter. A soft moan was lost on the breeze, yet easily heard by a fellow vampire.

Alucard echoed the moan, but a little louder, his tongue eagerly lashing against the wound, tasting as much of his opponent as possible, attempting to discern whether or not Luke Valentine was worthy of his efforts both now and in the future.

Luke tilted his head back slightly as though in receptivity but with an undercurrent of a challenge.

Alucard had the distinct impression that the man exerted absolute control over every movement -- very interesting indeed.

Luke lowered his palm and cupped Alucard\'s hardening groin, and despite the lack of warmth in the flesh that touched him, Alucard shivered ever so slightly. \"Someone else is intrigued, I feel.\"

Alucard chuckled and dropped his hand to the front of Luke\'s trousers, noting that the other man was quite hard beneath the silk. \"And you\'re not?\"

\"I never said that.\" Lhad had the audacity to press himself against Alucard\'s hand, seeking stimulation, as he caressed his fingers deftly along the older vampire\'s growing length, purpose in every aching touch.

Consumed with need, Alucard growled into the blond\'s ear, \"Drop to your knees, Luke Valentine.\"

Luke drawled, sinuous fingers continuing their onslaught of pleasure. \"Now just why would I do that?\"

\"Because I want to fuck that pretty mouth of yours.\" Alucard flicked his long pointed tongue along Luke\'s lower lip, tracing the thin mouth, coaxing the flesh open and then just as he gained access to the moist interior he whispered, \"Because if you don\'t, you won\'t survive to meet me on the real battlefield.\"

Luke replied playfully around Alucard\'s probing tongue, \"Well now, we can\'t have that, can we?\"

Leaning back to provide Luke with room to manoeuvre, Alucard just grinned, eyes wide with rapacious hunger, intent on devouring the blond amidst this lurid appetizer of an entanglement. \"No, we can\'t. So get on your knees and suck the cock that you seem so interested in.\" His line of sight dropped briefly to the pale hand relentlessly stroking him through his trousers, fuelling his appetite rather dangerously.

One side of Luke\'s mouth rose upwards into a smirk, deflecting his imposed submission by Alucard. Without another word, Luke slid to his knees, fingers already working Alucard\'s bulging trousers open.

A soft hiss escaped Alucard\'s throat as he felt a breeze wrap around his exposed erection. \"Come on, open that mouth of yours.\" Alucard gazed down at the blond kneeling at his feet, urging the man\'s compliance if he could not have his true submission. And suddenly he felt cold steel, like the end of a gun, enter his trousers and wedge beneath his groin. The move was entirely unexpected and while Alucard had to give the other man his due credit, an appropriate response was in order. And besides, Alucard was in the mood for an altogether different kind of fun than what he typically entertained.

Luke pressed his weapon upwards, indicating that he meant business.

Alucard could also mean business -- insofar as his original purpose would be served. His reflexes were at least as fast as Luke\'s, although the blond\'s were impressive, he had to admit. With his Casull shoved against Luke\'s lips, Alucard grinned rather nastily, \"I said, open that mouth of yours.\"

Luke smiled far too calmly as he stared along the silver barrel of the .454. \"I would say we are at least at a stalemate.\" He caressed his short length of steel along the underside of Alucard\'s balls, nearly wrenching a moan of twisted delight from the elder vampire. If the blond was affected by Alucard\'s speedy display of reactionary reflexes, he did not reveal it. Much as the blond did not seem troubled by their mutually damning situation.

Alucard decided that this opponent would definitely prove enjoyable. As soon as Luke finished speaking, Alucard slid the barrel of his gun into the blond\'s slightly open mouth, feeling the man\'s teeth scrape along the steel with a very satisfied sound. \"Don\'t make me repeat myself, Luke. Now suck.\"

A glimmer of amusement winked from Luke\'s dark eyes as he parted his lips enough to accommodate as much of Alucard\'s automatic down his throat as seemingly possible -- which was both considerable and unexpected.

Alucard\'s eyes widened as he watched his Casull disappear down Luke\'s lovely pale throat at the same time as he felt the other man\'s weapon nudge salaciously against his nether entrance. He quelled the urge to groan and simply shoved his gun a little further into Luke\'s eager mouth.

Alucard was rewarded with a firmer nudge of cold steel against his ass, along with the wanton sight of Luke\'s laving tongue slowly inching back along the full length of his Casull, as surely as if the blond had been tending to his cock. The expression on Luke\'s face was one of pure confidence in his abilities, his eyes refusing to avert from Alucard\'s, despite having the elder vampire\'s gun lodged deep in his mouth.

Turning the gun onto its side, Alucard sucked in his breath as he watched Luke\'s pink tongue skim down the length, to his white gloved finger which was poised on the trigger -- the safety catch having been dropped the moment he drew the weapon. In a fraction of a second he could sever that pretty head from Luke\'s body, although he was fairly certain that the blond\'s reflexes were superior enough that he would take at least a round or two up his backside.

Luke slowly rocked the end of his gun against Alucard\'s tight ring of muscle as he licked long and firm strokes down and then up the barrel of the Casull, making love to the .454 with his mouth. The blond flicked his tongue teasingly over the end and then lunged forward, deep throating Alucard\'s gun while simultaneously breaching his ass.

Alucard\'s erection twitched as steel pressed into him and his desire mounted to a new height. He whipped the Casull out of Luke\'s sucking mouth with a definite \'pop\' sound, replacing the gun quickly and fluidly with his throbbing cock. He groaned as Luke sealed his mouth around his hard flesh and carried on with his task without missing a beat -- the only difference being what was rammed down his throat. To ensure that Luke did not shy away from the original demand set forth, Alucard twisted his free hand\'s fingers into the blond hair at the top of Luke\'s head while he pressed the saliva drenched end of his Casull to the pale bobbing throat.

Without any objections, Luke pulled his tightly sealed lips back along Alucard\'s shaft, teased the tip with his tongue, and then dove forward, embracing the moment as though he was a whore. As Luke sucked hard enough to make Alucard almost roll his crimson eyes to the back of his head, the blond inserted what felt like an inch of his weapon into Alucard\'s body, compelling him to thrust forward into that delightfully talented mouth.

For a time Alucard permitted him to to become lost in the sucking wet mouth and tongue that danced delightfully along his length. However, more urgent desires soon gripped him... a hunger that could only be slaked by the blond\'s body. \"Tell me, Luke, do you take it in the ass as sweetly as you do in your mouth?\" With inhuman speed and agility, Alucard disarmed Luke, sheathed his Casull and had the blond standing and shoved up against a tree before the other man could even consider a response other than a grunt. For only a moment Alucard wondered if Luke had truly wished to, could he have prevented this with his skilful vampire abilities?

Quickly regaining his composure however, Luke replied in a taunting tone, \"I suspect that is for you to discover, Alucard.\"

The beauty of the dreamscape lay in its ability to respond to those with superior mental skills who travelled throughout its unusual realm. With some focused thoughts, Alucard willed the tree to momentary life, coaxing its branches and bark around Luke\'s wrists and also his legs, pushing them outwards, upwards and apart, placing the younger vampire in a very vulnerable position -- perfect for having his wicked way with.

However, if Luke deemed his new situation as helpless, he did not show it -- particularly with his cutting comm \" \"The dog of Hellsing becomes master of this terrain.\"

Alucard wanted to wipe that arrogant smirk from Luke\'s face, but thought it better to fuck that smug superiority from the man -- if at all possible, and he certainly would enjoy trying at the very least. In response to the barb, he stepped between the man\'s splayed legs, bared his fangs and clamped his mouth at the side of Luke\'s lifeless neck while his hands made quick work of reducing the man\'s trousers to tatters of silk. Alucard bit down... hard... tasting Luke anew, his mouth drenched with the blond\'s succulent blood.

Luke strained against his unusual bondage, managing to thrust his hips forward, exposed cock straining towards Alucard, begging for further attention. Alucard would be remiss to ignore the blond\'s desires, which were, in truth, his as well.

With some focus and imagination, Alucard brought his now slicked cock to Luke\'s ass. The blond was spread so wide, a preamble of preparation unnecessary in his opinion, although it would have been kinder. Deepening his bite, feeling cool fluid enter his mouth directly from Luke\'s punctured veins, he wrapped a gloved hand around the man\'s cock and thrust forward, obscenely hard, into the barely yielding body.

Luke groaned in obvious delight, tossing his head back, widening his wounds without a care. A litany of explicative vocalizations wrenched from the blond\'s throat, each one more strained than the next from air (fictitious as it was) that he was evidently unable to lure into his lungs.

Alucard lifted his blood soaked lips from Luke\'s neck-shoulder juncture and whispered, \"Your pleasure is my pleasure, Luke and your pain... is also my pleasure.\" As he fucked Luke\'s incredibly tight ass, Alucard sealed his lips against the blond\'s, stealing away his last breath.

Luke groaned around the invasive blood-infused tongue, stroking himself through white gloved fingers as best as he was able given his limited capacity for movement.

Plundering the blond\'s pliant mouth, Alucard tasted gun oil. Fresh memories of Luke sucking off his Casull incited him to snap his hips harder, faster and so deep that he yearned to taste to the tip of his own cock from the back of Luke\'s throat if it were even remotely possible.

Luke\'s mouth widened in a scream, yet surprisingly, he fucked himself against Alucard, meeting the elder vampire, thrust for tt. t. His entire body undulated against Alucard\'s merciless onslaught, as though determined not to be outdone.

Alucard grinned at his opponent\'s resolve. \"I do so like a challenge, but you WILL come before I do. You can be quite assured of that.\"

With another groan, Luke\'s eyes rolled up into his head and he strained once more amidst his bondage. He paused and clenched his body, tightening himself around Alucard\'s wildly thrusting cock, even slowing the vampire down as a result, but not coaxing a release -- not quite.

Redoubling his efforts while working very hard to continue breathing, Alucard gripped Luke\'s length and pumped the man\'s erection with inhuman speed. He shifted himself, changing his angle of penetration and purposely glided himself along that very sensitive cluster of nerves up inside the other man. He was quite determined to make the blond come very hard.

Luke curled his fingers into claws and tossed his head back, the stimulation against his prostate too much for him to cling to the last vestiges of self-control. Alucard wanted to know what it would take to make Luke completely lose control -- both now and during what he knew would beir eir upcoming duel. Because when people lost control, they got sloppy and usually ended up dead -- even if they were a fellow vampire.

Alucard hissed through the most nefarious grin he\'d offered yet this fine evening, feeling Luke quiver helplessly around him, \"Yes... yes... now come for me, Luke Valentine... let me feel you utterly.\" And he drove himself more firmly along the prostate, sliding in and out of Luke\'s ass, his hips a blur.

A scream strained in pure lust dispersed throughout the dreamscape as Luke\'s slender body convulsed at Alucard\'s command. The elder vampire was most pleased to wrench such an intense climax from his prey, although his own release was imminent. The increase in pressure around his length, as a result of Luke\'s orgasm, pushed Alucard towards the precipice that echoed the blond\'s cries.

Alucard swallowed the other man\'s delightful scream as he came so hard that he bit into Luke\'s lower lip. He was somewhat startled when Luke\'s tongue stroked along his, quickly followed by bloodied lips that suckled his tongue, pulling it hard into Luke\'s mouth. Alucard groaned in obvious pleasure -- he would give the skilled man that much. And then he attempted to compose himself despite the entire world feeling as though it had shattered into shards of pleasure around him, cutting them both deep and irreparably.

Eventually Alucard withdrew from Luke entirely, leaving the man utterly debauched and cradled against the tree, nude from the waist down. Despite his dishevelled appearance, he once more projected complete control. That moment, Alucard knew he was being tested as much as he was testing. A small degree of respect was in order; just a minute amount.

\"Well that was certainly fun,\" Alucard smirked, returning himself to his trousers and straightening his appearance.

\"I will not argue with you on that point.\"

\"I didn\'t think that you would.\" Alucard\'s knowing chuckle reverberated throughout the air, carried on a whimsical breeze.

Appearing as though he was disinclined to move or request that he be released, Luke edged the evening towards a conclusion as though to finish what Alucard had begun, giving each an equal share in their libidinous activities. \"Until we meet on a morngibngible battlefield, Alucard.\"

\"I\'ll be waiting for you, Luke.\" Alucard committed the vision of the bound and spent blond to memory and then turned on his heel, strolling back to where he had emerged onto the dreamscape.

What a beautiful night for a walk indeed. He wondered if there would be any more like this one.

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Luke watched Alucard\'s retreating back until it had faded to a crimson pin prick against a lush landscape. After several composing breaths and a focused thought, the tree to which he\'d been bound released him elegantly to the ground. A few more thoughts and his white pleated trousers reformed themselves around his lower torso. Luke could not help but smile. Unlike the man who had just fucked him near to a second death, he did not smile all that often. But when he did, death and direction were foremost on his mind.

He collected his discarded 9mm, which he was determined to use the next time he met with Hellsing\'s obedient lap dog -- along with a pair of modified M-1 rifles. He had learned much from their entanglement this evening. Alucard was right, the experience was most enjoyable. Yes, he was sore, and ironically his body felt more alive than it had in a very long time. There were many benefits to this evening, the least of which was information gathering. And he would definitely look forward to their next encounter. Their final encounter.

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