𝔦𝔯𝔬𝔫 𝔪𝔞𝔦𝔡𝔢𝔫

SIR INTEGRA FAIRBROOK WINGATES HELLSING 

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     Integra’s lack of intimate prowess didn’t bother him in the least. She could step on his feet or pull away and he’d find her just as irresistible. But he was craving so much more. Any ounce of her attention is enough to drive him utterly crazy.

“Next?” He watched her every move, and his hands found themselves on the hidden curves of her waist. And then further down over her posterior. He hadn’t felt the softness of the female form in so very long. It was truly a delight.

     He couldn’t remove that terrible grin upon his face ;

“YOU’RE THE BOSS .”

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Despite her inexperience, she’s not inept. She understands the basics and assumes the rest will come with practice. 

Is it her attention the vampire craves or just the attention of someone who will indulge his carnal desires? Integra brushes that thought off as quickly as she does her blazer. She knows him well enough to know that if it were true, Alucard wouldn’t bother. 

Pulling him down by the kerchief around his neck, Integra flashed the vampire the faintest glimmer of a saucy smirk. ❝ i’m so GLAD that you understand the chain of command, but perhaps a reminder would still serve. ❞ She tapped a forefinger against her lips, feigning deep thought. 

❝ i think so, yes. ❞

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    “It’s not a personal affront against you, Sir, I swear to Pride. Uh-  God, I mean. Swear to God. The one.” Complete with a crude ‘cross’ drawn in the air with her index finger. She was rather unsure about the HOLY customs of this time and place, but- Well, none could front her for trying, could they? She happily took a seat opposite the woman, hands on her lap with a sigh. “I represent Atlantis. The ‘Lost City Of’ as far as this world knows. I WORK for you though, Sir. You bear arms against The Naught? I pledge my arms to your service.”’

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❝ the-- WHAT? ❞ 

Integra shakes her head. Where did Walter find this one? ❝ no, never mind. i don’t care who or what you’re willing to take up arms for, as long as you point those arms at Millennium. ❞

Atlantis? Of course, Integra has heard the stories, but never did she imagine they could be true. But, prior to awakening Alucard, she didn’t believe in vampires, either. The universe is so much more complex after one’s eyes have been opened to it. Impossible becomes possible. 

Reaching into a drawer on the right-hand side of her desk, she produced a bottle of scotch and two glasses. Her secret stash. 

❝ do you drink? ❞

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Integra cocks a brow. ❝ i guess you could say that our lines of work are similar, then. some would(erroneously) call me a sitter of sorts. not of children, but of monsters. ❞

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“You drown in it.” His rows of teeth are displayed, and he can’t help but be filled with joy upon hearing her laughter. “But I suppose it looks better on you.”

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She tugs on the soft, sateen fabric, grinning from ear to ear. ❝ consider it my trophy from the CONQUEST of the mighty Alucard. ❞

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     He doesn’t understand her love for him. Integra was everything he was not; strong, beautiful, human. Alucard didn’t deserve any of the affection she showed, but she… she should be WORSHIPPED and ADORED.

     Her lips were so deceptively delicate and soft despite the harsh orders that fell from them. Their warmth contrasted her cold demeanor; He was so lost in this complex, ethereal creature.

     And what could the vampire do but return the kiss, with his hands gently cradling her skull, sucking in the sweet aura of her beauty? Alucard’s heart was nothing but dim embers, yet in this moment it could burn down London. No, the whole world.

“Yes, my Master… Integra Hellsing,” He muttered against her lips, “I love you. MADLY.”

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I know, she thinks to herself. Maybe-- I’ve always known.

❝ I love you, too, Alucard. ❞

No part of her wants to let this moment go; right now, there is no war, no Millennium, no Iscariot. Just them. But like all things that are good, it cannot last forever. 

Pulling back, she smiles half-heartedly and picks her cigarillo up out of the tray. She doesn’t regret the kiss, but she can feel insecurity slithering around in the pit of her stomach. What if it wasn’t good enough? She had only ever kissed a handful of people in entire life, most of which had been entire platonic. 

But she doesn’t let it show. Slumping her shoulders into familiar posture, she pushes her fingers together and lays her chin atop them. 

❝ so, what next? ❞

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❛ i’m a piece of shit, but it’s fine ❜

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❝ i suppose that depends solely on one’s perspective. ❞

Integra frowns, accentuating the laugh lines in her cheeks. She understands that the vampire is no puppy, but he’s no mongrel, either. Alucard falls somewhere in the grey area between the two, never leaning one way or the other. Just the way he likes it. But does that make him inherently bad? Integra cannot say. 

❝ who–or what–has made you feel this way, darling? ❞

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“I’d say on purpose.” The count chortled, “You required coffee and left in your shirt. Well, MY shirt. Not very good at hiding these little rendezvous, are we?”

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A hand covers her mouth to stifle a girlish giggle. ❝ YOUR shirt? not anymore ! ❞

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❛ sorry i was late. i can’t conceptualize time. ❜

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❝ apparently NOT. ❞ Blonde brow creases and lips flatten; an expression of supreme disapproval. But, in spite of the woman’s tardiness, Integra gestures still to the chair across her desk. ❝ you– must forgive my lack of patience. it’s been quite a long and frustrating day. who did you say you work for again? ❞

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"You left your unmentionables in my coffin. Busy girl."

❝ now the question is, did i leave them there by accident or on purpose? ❞ A gloved forefinger taps against a mischievous grin. Her lips are sealed !

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❛ i don’t have time for a relationship. do you know how many books i need to read? ❜ ❛ i think it’s hilarious when people tell me i’m laid back because i’ve pretty uch been screaming nonstop in my head since like fifth grade ❜ ❛ coming out of my cage and i’ve been doing just… not good ❜ ❛ i’m a piece of shit, but it’s fine ❜ ❛ how i am supposed to have a lit summer with $4.65 ❜ ❛ i’m a huge fan of space; both outer and personal ❜ ❛ and to your left, you can see me, ruining everything ❜ ❛ any full cast musical number can be a solo if you believe hard enough ❜ ❛ kinda hungry, kinda horny, kinda tired, kinda wanna get a tattoo ❜ ❛ no amount of under eye concealer can cover up how tired i am of this world ❜ ❛ i’m ready for autumn, but not autumn responsibilities ❜ ❛ today i’m wearing a lovely shade of i slept like shit so don’t piss me off ❜ ❛ i’m not making enough boys nervous ❜ ❛ i really want my last words to be ‘hey, wanna see a dead body?’ ❜ ❛ don’t you hate it when money goes away when you spend it? ❜ ❛ i’m always a slut for conspiracy theories ❜ ❛ i wanna make a diss track about myself ❜ ❛ true friendship is bullying your friends into watching the tv shows you watch ❜ ❛ i’d be such a good girlfriend/boyfriend/s.o. you’re all missing out ❜ ❛ sorry i was late. i can’t conceptualize time. ❜ ❛ fuck what the aliens said ❜ ❛ sometimes it physically pains me to hold back my sarcastic comments ❜  ❛ if outfit repeating was a crime i would be sentenced to life without parole ❜ ❛ does anyone have ten thousand dollars they don’t want? ❜ ❛ i want a sugar daddy, but i know nicki minaj wants me to be independent  ❜ ❛ i stress about stress before there’s even stress to stress about ❜ ❛ i don’t have plans for tonight or the rest of my life if anyone wants to have a drink or get married ❜ ❛ tbh sometimes you just gotta let me be dramatic because i will get over it, but let me be dramatic first. ❜ ❛ painfully average looking with a great sense of humor and always down to get drunk ❜ ❛ if we date, you have to hold my hand in the car. no exceptions. ❜ ❛ in an unfortunate development, i am now awake ❜ ❛ you’re hella bomb, hella cute, and anyone would be hella lucky to have you ❜ ❛ kinda hurt, kinda offended, kinda not planning on saying anything about it ❜ ❛ trying to embarrass me is so unnecessary. i do it to myself just fine. ❜ ❛ if you don’t think i’m a princess then you’re 100% right. i’m the fucking queen. ❜ ❛ fuck summer. i want it to be dark and misty and frigid and october. ❜ ❛ lana may have fucked her way up to the top, but i am bullshitting my way up to the middle ❜ ❛ i don’t want to get involved in the drama, i just wanna know 103% of the information on what happened ❜ ❛ so… do you want to watch 49.7 hours of parks and recreation with me? ❜ ❛ i hit rock bottom like every two weeks ❜ ❛ can someone please be proud of me? like fuck, i’m trying. ❜ ❛ give me a few days to overthink about it ❜ ❛ can i sell my feelings on ebay? i don’t want them anymore. ❜ ❛ i’m really fucking sarcastic for someone who’s about to start crying most of the time ❜ ❛ when does hibernation start because i am 100% participating in that ❜ ❛ don’t you hate it when you wake up and you’re awake ❜ ❛ i lowkey just wanna make sure you’re happy as fuck ❜ ❛ i literally have no idea what i’m gonna do if i don’t end up rich ❜ ❛ you know you’re in deep when you love listening to them talk and you get attached to their voice ❜ ❛ no offense, but when is it my turn for someone to be in love with me ❜ ❛ i’m an asshole with a really big heart ❜ ❛ i have to be funny because being hot is not an option ❜ ❛ can i apologize in advance for basically everything i will ever do ❜ ❛ okay that’s cool, but consider the following: snuggling with me until i fall asleep ❜ ❛ please handle me with care. i am a very sleepy and soft creature. ❜ ❛ drunk me is the me i really want to be. confident, hilarious, and most importantly, drunk. ❜

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them: Are you a writer?

me: In theory, yes. In action? No.

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“Integra…” His low voice rumbles like oncoming thunder, and he suddenly feels the hole in his chest drown in pity. HE CAN FEEL THE PAIN RADIATE FROM HER LIKE A DYING SUN.

     He suddenly pulls her against him, something neither of them ever dare to do. They were always so modest, so professional. Intimacy was spared like a soldier’s last pack of cigarettes, and they only gave in when they both could take no more.

     But, damn it, he cared about her.

     He LOVED her.

“I’m sorry.” He stated simply, not even sure what he could say to help her. Nothing he’d said would fix this. Even his actions would prove futile.

     How could the all-powerful NO-LIFE KING not be able to mend this HUMAN’S fucking heart?

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A-- hug?

She slots her cigarillo into the ashtray beside the telephone and smiles.

When glass is broken, it is broken FOREVER. But it can be replaced; transplanted by a new sheet and installed with love and care. Metaphysically, the heart is much the same. 

Most would be terrified to be this close to a wolf, but Integra has never feared its bite. Every predator has its weakness and she is his. Looking back at him over her shoulder, she reaches up and brushes her digits delicately across his eternally youthful countenance. She knows that he loves her and she loves him. But sometimes, love is not enough. 

Only time will heal her fractured soul. 

She knows that she shouldn’t, but she wants more. Her heart is beating so hard against her chest that she can hear it thumping in her ears. 

❝ Alucard, I-- ❞ 

Cutting herself off, she pulls his head down and pushes her mouth against his. It’s not a kiss one would see in a movie, but it’s exactly how Integra has pictured it in her mind.