A Learning Experience

A Learning Experience

Seras stared down into the cup of tea placed before her. Not that there was anything particularly interesting floating around in it, she just could not bring herself to look at the person sitting across from her. Even with her head hung low she could still feel the steely blue eyes burning a hole through the top of her head. She knew that soon the silence would have to be broken, and she’d have to be the one to do it.

Cautiously raising her head, Seras came eye to eye with Sir Integral Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing. That name was reason enough for Seras to feel ten sizes too small, but those cold blue irises were all the more intimidating. What ever fool hearted attempt at conversation she had concocted now escaped her. She opened her mouth and let out a long sustained, "uuuuhhhhh."

"Do you like the tea?" Thankfully Integra interrupted her with this quaint inquiry.

"What, oh, the tea," Seras fumbled for composure. "Yes, it’s very good."

"You haven't tried it yet." Integra stated dryly.

"What?" Seras was now mortified realizing she indeed hadn't yet tried the tea.

"How can it be 'very good' if you haven't tried it yet?"

"Well what I meant to say was that it looked good." Seras squeaked in a tiny voice, now more frightened than ever.

"Then try it."

Seras followed this order immediately raising the cup to her lips and taking the slightest of sips. "It’s very good." Integra seemed to soften, satisfied with the answer she had given. But Seras now feared that silence would once again engulf the two. She wondered why in the world Integra even wanted to meet with her. This thought plagued her too much to keep quiet. "Um, Sir Integra, I was wondering why was it you called me here today."

Integra was quick to respond, for her the answer was as clear as day. "Seras, you and I are the only women currently working for Hellsing. I think it would be best for us to keep a healthy relationship, which is why I want to have a conversation with. So we can get to know each other better."

"Oh," Seras said unimpressed with the answer. "What do you want to talk about?"

"I don't know...what do women usually talk about?"

"Clothes?" Seras propositioned.

"Yes, let's talk about clothes."

"I only have one outfit."

"Hmm, that will not do. What else can we talk about?"

"Boys?"

"Don't sound so childish," Integra scolded.

"Sorry...men?"

"Alright let's talk about men. What men do you want to talk about?" Both women's thoughts came to the same conclusion...Alucard, but none dared admit it. "What ever happened to that French fellow, he sure took a liking to you."

"Pip? He died during the war trying to save me. Some tattooed she-male freak threw a scythe in his back."

"Oh, I am sorry to hear that." Integra sounded truly sincere, "Were you two close."

"At the end we were. Just before he died he kissed me." Seras smiled remembering how his lips felt on hers. How special it made her felt, her first kiss. Well, her second if you count Alucard's embrace that night in Cheddar.

"You are so lucky. I haven't had the luxury of finding some one like that, and I probably never will, cooped up in this facility 24/7." The strength of her azure eyes waned in light of this comment, she had always known this to be an undeniable truth but to actually admit it said aloud made it all the more damning.

Seras saw this and felt compelled to comfort the usually cold as ice woman, "You have Alucard."

"That's not funny." Integra meant to sound serious, but in all honesty she was grateful for having Alucard. From the time she was a child Integra always had him. Her longest lasting friend, confident, protector, and...No, she quickly stamped that last idea out of her head; it was time for a change of pace. "So you kissed Lucky Pierre, was that all?"

Seras blushed slightly, "Well I didn't have time for much else, there was a war going on. Um, Integra, I hope you don't take offense to my question, but..." When she reached this juncture Seras took a deep breath, "What do you know about sex?"

Integra was quite taken aback by this question for two reasons. First she would never have guessed bashful little Seras, who up to a few minutes ago could barely keep eye contact with her, was now asking about intercourse, and second she hadn't the foggiest of how to answer. Sure a few years back Walter had tried to explain it to her without dying from embarrassment, but all she gleaned from that conversation was the mechanics. When this realm is concerned, she was a total novice.

"Do you think it would hurt?" Seras followed up her previous question with an equally confounding one.

"Well, Seras, I do not think it would so raved about if all it did was hurt." Integra replied grasping at straws.

"I mean at first," Seras specified, "I've been stabbed and shot in every which manner; but when it comes to losing my virginity, I have no idea what to expect. "

It was now Integra's turn to stare down into her cup of tea, how was she supposed to give an answer on a subject she knew nothing about. She wished she had never invited Seras to her room for this conversation that had transformed into an all out humiliation. She wished that there was some way out, any way out. And with that thought came a chill that ran down her spine; she looked over at Seras to see that she too had felt it. That dreaded knowledge that they were no longer alone. The two blue-eyed blondes turned their heads simultaneously to see the big mean red machine, Alucard. To one he was a servant, to the other he was the master. But right now to both he meant trouble.

"Police Girl," he firmly addressed Seras in his favorite pet name, "why would you ask my master about such things as sex? You've tasted her blood, you should know she's quite inexperienced in this field." Seras snuck a quick glance at Integra, her usually unflinching nature was all for naught now as her face turned a bright hue of pink. "If you really wanted information on this subject you should asked me. You learn a thing or two when you live for over five-hundred years."

"Like what?" Seras asked staring up at her master.

"All sorts of things," Alucard exaggerated these words with a wild pomposity. "Why did you know that there is a place on a woman's body that if you lick will make her bark like a puppy," Alucard's lips curled and his brightened, reminiscing about some poor maiden he had forced to bark from lashing of his tongue some time ago. Integra was disgusted that her pet could take pleasure from such an idea, blood and gore she alright with, but not this. Seras however found the thought amusing and even let out a little giggle, which she vehemently stifled after receiving a hard-as-nails glare from Integra.

Not wishing Alucard to have any further say in this discussion, Integra sternly warned him to leave the room. He just laughed off her threat as mere insecurity. "And leave you two to misguided ruminations about coitus? I think not!" A wickedly decadent thought came to Alucard, his lips parted in a fanged grin. "In fact I believe you two young ladies would benefit best from a demonstration. So, do I have any volunteers?"

Both blondes gulped at Alucard's idea of a demonstration, neither woman wished to be this man's guinea pig. "C'mon, somebody step up...otherwise I'll just have to do you both at the same time." He smirked as their faces turned redder and redder.

Integra was the first of the two to speak, in a low unsure voice she said, "I think it would be best if it were Seras."

"WHAT!" Seras stood up and shouted out in disbelief, not only because Integra was allowing Alucard to conduct his sexual experiments but that she had been chosen as the sacrificial lamb.

"Wonderful!" Alucard bellowed, "We'll begin right away." He snaked one arm from behind around her chest cupping Seras' left breast, smoothly brushing his thumb against her nipple. The young vampire's body straightened from the sudden sensation, her eyes widened, and a minute moan escape her lips. Taking this as a sign of consent, Alucard slid his other hand up and down massaging her bottom, his middle finger pressing in between her firm cheeks. He leaned in close to her ear, "I don't believe Walter would appreciate cleaning the stains of our love off Integra's office floor. Perhaps we should retire to a more appropriate location." With that the pair vanished before Integra's eyes.

The Head of Hellsing stood there for a moment in disbelief. Not a second ago she had just been watching the beginnings of what appeared to be a heated tryst of two bloodsuckers, and now they were both nowhere to be seen. Could this of all been an elaborate plan of Alucard's to gain permission to bed Seras and leave her looking like a fool? This thought made Integra's blood boil, not only had her pet preyed upon her ignorance regarding sex but had also teased her with just enough of it to make her all hot and bothered and with no way to sate her needs.

Then she heard it…a low moaning…a woman's low, passionate moaning resonating from a room nearby. Very nearby in fact as a loud yelp made her jump out of her seat, now she was quite curious as to what acts could make a woman sound so...enraptured. Integra quickly left her office; she briskly walked the halls of Hellsing not wanting to seem too eager. Luckily she did not have far to go, for the sounds she was in search of were only coming from a few doors down. In her boudoir of all places! She burst into the room to discover a sight of erotica that she could barely comprehend.

Both Alucard and Seras were on her bed completely nude! Seras' uniform was strung about the floor, though Alucard were notably absent. Integra assumed he must of made them vanished through the teleportation process, he never was one to waste any time. The Draculina was laying on her back while the elder vampire leant over, kissing her hard on the mouth; her chest heaved making her breasts seem even bigger (if that was even possible). Their lips were sealed together, hiding two tongues that intertwined in aggressive wrestling, each savoring and craving the other's sweet taste.

Neither wanted to stop but Alucard inevitably relented, leaving Seras' mouth agape and her pink little tongue hanging out the side of her mouth. "Why did you stop?" she pouted between pants.

"We have company." he replied looking up at Integra. The usually stoic woman now blushed, feeling like some sort of peeping tom. Seras gasped and tried to cover her large breasts. "No need to be so shy police girl, after all will be putting on quite the show for Ms. Hellsing." He slid his serpentine tongue over his fangs grinning wildly, "Why don't we begin with a basic demonstration of foreplay."


NOTE: I will continue this story if the feedback is good. The bump 'n' grind comes in the next chapter.