Failed Assumptions
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Hellsing › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
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Failed Assumptions
It was a cold November evening when Anderson finally got back to his assigned room in the nearby rectory where his mission took place not too far away. The Iscariot Organization was never the type to spend money on fancy accommodations for its members. Though he never really minded the rooms he was given during his previous missions, this particular room however had a very strong musty smell. He looked around the dark room, found the light switch, and flicked on the lights. As he looked around the room he realized why it smelled so musty.
The room had not been used in a long while judging by the amount of dust that had collected on the furnishings including the mirror in the bathroom. Anderson sighed, took off his coat, and proceeded to do a bit of cleaning. After cleaning up, he found his large brown leather suitcase, which he sent to the rectory earlier, next to the desk on the left side of the bed and preceded to get his toiletries, towel, and night wear which consisted of a white t-shirt and black with yellow ducky print boxers. As he took out the boxers he remembered the little orphan girl who had bought it for him as a birthday gift, but since she didn't know when it was, she gave it to him as an Easter present instead.
"What a sweet girl she was. Though a bit odd," he thought with a smile as he placed the boxers together with the rest of the toiletries. He remembered how sometimes the girl would appear out of nowhere and hug him. Though he never thought much of it, he thought it unusual for a little girl to give a stranger boxer shorts, but he excused it thinking she must have thought they were cute shorts. He then closed his suitcase, and headed to the bathroom to take a nice relaxing bath. He started to run the hot water and over time, as he adjusted the temperature of the water, the steam from the warm water slowly started to fill the small bathroom. After the water was just right, he started to remove his clothes revealing his nakedness to the mirror above the sink. He turned around to check the wounds he received on his back from his mission and noticed that they were healing just fine. Suddenly a flash of Alucard smiling came into memory.
Anderson quickly turned around and punched the wall with such force that it cracked the tiling, "Curse that heathen monster," he thought. He looked at himself in the mirror, took a nice deep breathe, and slowly immersed himself in the bath. As he bathed, he looked out of the small window that was on the right side of the tub and saw a beautiful and clear full moon. As he looked out, his mind started to wonder and visions of his past battles both physical and the inner struggles raced through his mind. One particular memory kept on resurfacing and that was when Alucard and Anderson met for the first time.
He remembered how he and Alucard slowly walked towards each other only to fight each other, as ‘those who are righteous must vanquish the evil of this world’ should. They engaged in battle, blessed bayonet steel hitting the cold unholy gun that Alucard, the Hellsing dog gunslinger, wielded. The memory progressed as usual, but took a rather odd and somewhat unexpected result towards the end. Instead of Anderson cutting off Alucard’s head, Alucard forced his pinned hands out of the blessed bayonet's hold and started to charge at Anderson.
He grabbed Anderson’s hands and somehow twisted them around like a cop who just arrested a criminal. Alucard pulled Anderson close and whispered in his ear, "You are mine, now and forever my little Judas priest." and licked Anderson slowly from the base of the right side of Anderson's neck to his ear. As Anderson was struggling to get out of the hold, Alucard smiled and let Anderson go only to get slashed in the face. Anderson woke up suddenly in the bath breathing heavily and looked around to see if anyone was there. "What the hell was that," he thought as the blushing Anderson grabbed his towel while getting out of the bath to dry himself.
Once dried he put on his white t-shirt and boxers then proceeded to write the required formal report concerning his mission that occurred earlier that day at the desk near his bed. After he wrote the report, he searched through his suitcase to find his Bible and continued to read from where he left off. As the hours passed on, the words in the Bible started to mesh together and he decided to head to bed. Before he got to bed, he kneeled down next to the bed to say the Lords prayer.
" ...In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost. Amen."
As he stood up and got into bed, he pulled over the covers, closed his eyes, and went to sleep.
Little did Anderson know that at that moment when he closed his eyes a dark shadow was descending into the room, and gradually spreading throughout the room. The same memory as before flashed into his dream and changed again. Alucard was holding him the same way as before, got close once more, and whispered, "Humans are such beautiful and magnificent creatures." As he held the struggling Anderson in his left hand, Alucard gently ran his right across Anderson’s face, down his chest, and grabbed a bit roughly at Anderson's loins. "What the he...?" Anderson stopped short due to the sudden grab, "Let go of me!!!" demanded the struggling priest.
Alucard got closer to the blushing priest, resting his chin on Anderson's right shoulder and whispered, "Remember you are mine, now and forever." He turned Anderson and pushed him towards the bed on the opposite side of the room. Anderson landed and quickly turned around only to find Alucard about an inch away from his face. He tried to punch Alucard but was thwarted by the monster's shadows and was quickly restrained to the bed. A voice started echoing through the dream, "Wake up... Wake up..."
Anderson woke up only to find that he was restrained exactly as he had just dreamt except there was no Alucard in sight. He looked around the best that he could for being restrained to his bed and thought, “Damn you unholy beast! Come and face me!" Suddenly Anderson felt a cold puff of air near the base of his neck and turned his head quickly to see if he could at least head-butt the fiend, but nothing was there except darkness. A low sound like laughter started to fill the room as Anderson tried to reach for his consealed weapon while trying to pinpoint the source of the sound who he knew was Alucard. "Stop this cheap black magic and face me you abomination," yelled Anderson. Something whispered in Anderson's right ear,
" Take Delight in the Lord... "
Anderson turned his head and saw Alucard step out of the shadows at the foot of the bed. Alucard continued with his arms spread,
"... and He will give you your Heart's Desires."
An expression of disgust washed over Anderson, "How dare you! You unholy monster! How dare you quote the holy scriptures!!" as he struggled even more while Alucard put his arms down and smiled greedily.
Alucard walked towards Anderson and once he was close enough sat on the left side of the bed and looked at Anderson with longing, lusty eyes. As Anderson gritted his teeth at the vampire Alucard took his right hand, slowly and gently touched Anderson's clothed chest and abs. "You would kill me with no hesitation, wouldn't you my little Judas priest?" said Alucard as he continued to touch Anderson using his index finger circling softly and slowly. "Without prejudice," said Anderson while glaring at Alucard with a deep look of loathing and hatred.
"Wonderful," Alucard grinned as he grabbed and ripped Anderson's white t-shirt off. "What the...?" Alucard kissed Anderson with great passion. Anderson resisted as best as he could and bit Alucard’s lip. Alucard stopped kissing Anderson and checked to see that his lower lip was bleeding a little bit. Anderson spat out what little heathen blood that came in contact with him, but Alucard knew that it was okay and that his precious rival would not change with such a small amount. When Alucard moved away he licked his bottom lip, purring "Mmmm" as he grinned with a slight chuckle. Anderson's face was beet red, "You disgusting monster." Alucard roughly kissed Anderson again only this time he used his shadows to keep Andersons mouth from biting him again. Anderson struggled as much as he could, but slowly his struggling ceased. When Alucard moved away the blushing Anderson spat at Alucard's face.
Alucard wiped away and licked the spit off his hand; "Mmmm…You seemed to have enjoyed it since your face is a beautiful bright red." Anderson couldn't respond, as he looked back he did give in and his face must have shown the truth. Alucard laughed realizing that he had won this small battle and kissed Anderson again, only this time Anderson did not fight it. While they kissed Anderson quickly bit Alucard again just enough to cause him to break off the passionate kiss. He pulled away and looked at Anderson taking note of Anderson's helpless state. "I swear I’ll…” thought Anderson realizing that he was in a harder predicament than any other situation he’s been in.
"Catholics aren’t supposed to swear, Father," answered Alucard showing off one of his many abilities. Anderson was entirely shocked by Alucard’s answer. It was fable and legend that stated that such abilities existed among normal vampires. The Iscariot Organization, of course, kept close records of any information there was about Alucard, but they have never heard of this ability due to the unbelievably incredible things they would have to accept about vampires. Then again Alucard was no ordinary vampire.
Anderson continued to struggle under Alucard’s shadows as Alucard stood up, and willed his clothes away an ability that he learned during his many centuries on this lonely Earth. Alucard stood there with his naked pale skin exposed in the wonderful full moon light that shone in one of the small windows. His eyes were a wonderful blood red as his mid-back black hair slowly tamed itself as Anderson looked on with disdain. Alucard slowly stood back and willed his shadows to pick up Anderson and stripped him of the rest of the clothes he had on.
Anderson glared and growled, “Let me go you monster!” Alucard looked on, his expression was avaricious as thoughts of ways he could break Anderson cycled through his mind. He willed his shadows to bring Anderson more to the center of the room and he circled Anderson, in the same manner as a shark circles its prey. Anderson paid close attention to Alucard and noticed that his concealed bayonet had fallen on the desk while he had been stripped of his clothes.
Alucard smiled greedily as he noticed that Anderson’s manhood was erect, “It seems you like to be displayed, Father.” Anderson blushed and retorted, “That’s not of my doing! My body is doing it by itself!” Alucard laughed with delight and quickly grabbed Anderson from behind then started to rub Anderson’s hardness. “Aah,” a slight groan was let out for just one second but Anderson had bit his lip to hold it in. “It’s warm,” Alucard whispered into Anderson’s ear. Anderson started to blush from the pleasure. “Let me go yo…” suddenly the unholy monster quickly started to lick Anderson’s beautiful virgin mounds. Alucard hadn’t had so much fun in a long time; since Integra’s Great-grandfather sealed him away in that prison. He was going to fully enjoy every minute of it.
Alucard continued and started to up the scale by taking Anderson’s hard length into his mouth. Alucard’s cold tongue and hands gave such interesting sensations to Anderson’s warm and still living body. Using his shadows to restrain Anderson he created a number of tentacles, which attacked Anderson’s crevices. As they penetrated, Anderson let out a hard yell from the pain as he looked out to the window at the full moon. Alucard willed the tentacles to start slowly as he witnessed Anderson getting used to the pain. As the tentacles quickened the pace Anderson started to moan in pleasure and thought, “Sin… Sin… si…s… Oh God!”
Alucard stopped, “No Father… we have sinned a long time ago when the world was still young. We monsters don’t apply to God’s rule,” while rubbing Anderson’s hot flesh. Alucard then stood up and went behind Anderson as one of the tentacles moved away from Anderson’s posterior to entertain another part of his body. Alucard himself started to rub his growing erection on Anderson’s seemingly inviting buttocks. “Don’t even th…” Anderson yelled once more, this time in pleasure as Alucard quickly entered Anderson. Alucard started off slow for his beautiful Anderson and as time progressed he quickened his pace. Anderson couldn’t hold back any longer. He was on the verge of climax and he wasn’t about to lose to that abomination. With all his strength he broke Alucard’s grip from the shadows, quickly grabbed the blessed bayonet from the table, and held Alucard from behind pointing the bayonet close to Alucard’s neck.
Alucard expected that his shadows wouldn’t hold him for long, especially since he intended for Anderson to break them at some point. It wouldn’t be fun if Anderson weren’t able to get loose. Anderson held Alucard in a grip similar to those used by law enforcers. “You think you’ve won?” growled Anderson with Alucard’s back to him. Alucard smiled and didn’t answer as the cold steel from the bayonet inched closer to his bare neck. Alucard then thought, “Well, there goes my fun. This ended sooner than expected; Sir Integra is probably…” suddenly Alucard found himself bent over as Anderson thrust his still erected length into Alucard’s ass.
Having to feel so much pleasure in what felt a small amount of time had driven Anderson past the civil and into carnal lust. As Anderson’s cock entered Alucard the sensation was beyond words as Alucard’s inner muscles tightened. The vice-like grip was a new, yet thrilling sensation for Anderson to experience. Alucard gritted his teeth as Anderson’s engorged flesh entered him, and the pain slowly subsided into pleasure as Anderson rocked back and forth.
“You want to play rough… so… badly?” Anderson asked as he tried to breathe while thrusting. Alucard smiled and used his shadows to continue the pleasure for both of them. Anderson’s side of the tentacles penetrated him again as some of them changed into mouth’s to give pleasure to his nipples and scrotum. As Anderson thrust he used his left hand to grab Alucard’s tight ass while using his right to give a very rough hand job.
“G-d, this feels so good. Forgive me,” Anderson thought as he continued until he and Alucard climaxed. Anderson slowly let Alucard go and collapsed to the floor, his sweaty body lying helpless as his manhood let out what was left of his energy. Alucard smiled voraciously and tried to pick up Anderson off the floor, but Anderson stood up quickly and held the blessed bayonet in his hands pointing to Alucard’s heart. “Your business is done you heathen monster. Get out!” growled the half tired Anderson. Alucard laughed as he disappeared into the darkness, as reality took place once again for the two to battle in a different battlefield.