Here you are being bend over so pretty for the greedy vampire that just loved to sink deep inside you. Who adores you and your tight pussy
Hello together, I mean we can all agree that this man is the best vampire in the entire world. And currently I am a little more than usual into vampy stuff💀🤌🏻 so enjoy this smūt I wrote for him. Like damn he gets me so much 👀🤣 and I am just a girl wants to be bend over by a vampire 🤣💀
Wordcount: 2,4K
Warnings: smūt, dirty talk, doggystyle, pet names, mentions of drinking blood, corruption
You were panting and oh so sensitive. Such a cute girl you were. So small compared to his large frame, he loomed over your body. Every thrust, a mean testament toward his devotion for you.
You had been so pure, and in his eyes you still were. This was just your second time indulging in pleasures like this. It was endearing for the old vampire, how you still tried to maintain any kind of composure. How you didn't even understand why you were so alluring to him. You tried to hold in your whimpers, but his thick, girthy cock made it hard. He had such a handsome dick. Pale with a rosy tip and these veins that you felt along your inner walls. It was the second time, but the first time you did it doggy with him. It was quite cute how you reacted when he wanted you like this.
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„What, you want to....make love to me from behind?" you asked, a little taken aback at first. Your eyes looking at him like a doe. So adorable. Even too shy to say he wanted to fuck you, more like making love. And well, he loved you, so this wasn't particular wrong, right?
The tall vampire stepped closer, tilting your chin up with his gloved hand. Oh, you always had empathy, even for a monster like him. He admired that. His thumb brushed over the curve of your cheek.
„You would look wonderful like this, trust me, little one. I know you can take it for me, don't you?" he spoke, a booming voice making your heart flutter. You were always eager to please and be a good girl. Especially towards him. And you would lie when it wouldn't have felt good when he took your virginity.
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And now you found yourself being bent over, panting and gasping for air. Your hands clutched at the expensive silken sheets underneath you. Your face so flushed. "No, darling keep that pretty arch." his voice spoke both large hands grabbed your waist, sliding up higher to the small of your back, feeling every inch there of your smooth creamy skin. Slightly pushing down on your back, so your pretty ass was arched up high, and he had this easy access to your cunt.
And hell, he devoured you whole. Every thick inch buried in your tight little pussy, and it didn't help that you were such a responsive little thing.
He thought it was endearing how every little touch made you whimper or let your skin flush. But how could it not?
He was that tall vampire gentlemen who certainly is the most powerful vampire in the world, and he chose you, of all people, he chose the modest, innocent little mouse that always brushed a strand of hair back behind her ear, when she was nervous.
Turned out you were nervous around him, but for other reasons than he thought before.
And now having you like this? How delicate you just were to him.
Such a wet pussy that greeted his thick shaft, making him groan just so delightful in your ear, when he entered.
He tried to be gentle with you, for the fact that he knew he had been your first. And Alucard never took that gift of your purity lightly, cherishing and worshiping every inch of your body.
When he pushed down on your back, and felt him sink even deeper, so his heavy balls brushed your clit, you hissed in pleasure, your face in the blanket beneath you. Struggling to open up for him, although he was so deep inside you. But this position made you feel more vurnable, as you tried to breathe through the fact that he had you at his mercy, trying to stay nice and open for him. But Alucard was not cruel, not to you. He had entered you slowly, and before that he had got you all nice and wet for him.
"And now you have just all of me inside you, such a good girl." he murmured, before he continued to thrust inside you.
And he struggled to keep control, struggled to not just take you to his liking now, giving you time to feel him, time to adjust. But you felt so deliciously tight around him.
"Alucard..." you whimpered, a moan escaping your lips after that.
You were barely able to speak with how girthy he was, but it felt good.
Slowly but surely it builds up, easing your muscles, and just then he picked up the pace.
Black silky raven hair hung in strands over his face as his crimson eyes observed your perfect body.
The way your ass bounced against his pelvis every time he thrusts inside you. The way your skin were yielding under his touch.
And the way you smelled, you smelled divine, your blood, your very essence, your sweet, sweet nectar of arousal between your thighs. No matter what it was, it had him whipped, with adoration and satisfaction. So utterly his, so willingly to open up for him. Getting your pussy fucked so delicious.
"Alucard, f-faster." you finally managed to choke out a word, god it was cute. A breathless moan coming out of your parted lips, and you heard him chuckle. A deep vibrating sound, making your pussy clench around him in response.
"Darling, where are your manners you always try to keep up? Ask nicely." he said, his one hand traveled down your spine back to your ass cheek, before giving it a good squeeze that made you hitch. He wanted to lure it out of you. Being a naughty little thing, wanting to corrupt you.
"Please." you pouted in frustration, slowly trying to fuck yourself just a little back into him, a nice try, but just a try before he pulled a little back, leaving you wanting.
Alucard, liked when you were brought out of your comfort zone, you wanted his dick? You wanted him to go faster? You would need so communicated it directly, not matter how much he knew you needed it. So patient with his girl.
"I fear you need to recall your plea a little more direct, tell me exactly what you want from me, my sweet." his voice rich and dark, making you feel weak, making you feel like a dark mist was settling in your mind, your pussy throbbing. As you then tried to support yourself on your hands when you tried to look just a little bit over your shoulder. You struggled to say it, and he loved it...
"Please, take me faster. I want it so bad, please, Sir." you begged, and your sweet voice like a ringing in his ear, making him pause indeed for a moment. Leaning over you.
Still his cock seated inside your wet heat, pulsing with need and fluttered around him. And you called him Sir, you always did that before you two were even a thing. You were always such so polite, never forgot your manners, until now.
So innocent, but when he looked at you, the way your eyes watched him, so lewd suddenly, your pretty lips parting with a gasp. His chiseled, strong chest pressed against your back as he leaned over. The other cold hand of him coming to brush a strand of hair tenderly out of your face.
"So innocent, and yet begging so filthy for a cock inside you." he stated with a smirk, making you blush. "But I give you what you want, little one. You deserve it either way." he added, kissing your temple before he would just give you the meanest thrust ever.
And when he picked up his speed, oh it had you moaning, you couldn't keep it in any longer. His dick always hit that spongy part inside you, making you shudder.
You were just so lost, eyes rolling back as you were simply a little mess, your juices flowing out of you, because it was such so good, the way he fucked you, so good it had you drooling.
"So, oh...sooo good." you gave from you, hands grabbing the sheets tighter and your cheek pressed against the soft fabric, until you noticed how a hand of him wrapped around your neck.
Grabbing your tender throat, he had feasted before. Smearing the last leaking remnants from his bite marks over your skin, pulling on your neck, making you lift your head.
Free hand settled on the place where thigh and hip were meeting, fingers digging into your soft flesh.
Alucard leaned over, his breath so hot against your ear, choking you oh, so gently with such a little amount of strength he had inside him. Such a fragile thing you were, but you looked so alluring, all helpless and wanting underneath him. Giving him everything so willingly.
His raven hair tickled your cheek, feeling how his nose brushed against your face.
"You feel so divine wrapped around me, like as if you would be a sin personified." he whispered, before you heard a deep growl.
He didn't slow down, of course not, not when he had you literally crossed eyed and your cunt drooling down his cock.
"You have such a sinful cunt, don't you, my dear." he cooed, as if he would tell you how much he loved you, but in truth he was rearranged your insides. And these cute little 'oh's' you let out, these pants of short breath.
How your breath hitched when his balls hit your puffy clit, you couldn't help yourself now, just moving into him, wanting to please him, as you always wanted.
So lovely, and so alluring. Alone your blood, it tasted like a rich, sweet wine to him, he would want to get drunk on it. But the way your wet pussy was grabbing him now? He couldn't decide what was even better.
Alone, the way he sounded so calm but spoke so dirty.
"Answer, little one. Want to hear your sweet voice." he urged you loving. It amused him to a certain degree, to hear you trying to speak in complete sentences, although your pussy was stuffed full of him.
And since he pounded you into oblivion, you couldn't even think about how embarrassing it might be for you.
"I am only sinful for you." you replied with that pretty moan that followed, when you felt how that one prominent vein dragged along your inner walls.
"Oh indeed you are, no wonder you tempt me always like this. Your smell, the way you look, the way you care about me, your taste. All of you were made to..." he started speaking before he gave you a particular deep stroke, making your body now jolt.
"...to fucking tempt me." he added then, before his hand let go of your throat. It was like the wolf devoured the innocent lamb.
"Oh god...ohhh." you whimpered with that long and deep thrust, feeling that knot inside you. The hot feeling of butterflies in your tummy when he was doing that.
"God can't hear you when you are with me, little one. Not that you would need a god, when you have me." he snickered, and you earned another deep stroke. Both hands now on your hips.
And then, then he started to pound into your cute, little cunt, having your keen and babble about how much you loved him.
Alucards head fell back, just feeling you now, so hot and warm, and yet your pussy so tender and grabbing him like a vice.
"So perfect..." he groaned, his own cock pulsing with the need of release, your pussy way too good, than to stop.
"So pure and sweet..." he added, when he heard your cute little confessions all over again, like it would be a hymn just existing for him, that only can be sang from you.
And you felt the need to cum, grew so strong you couldn't even hold it anymore.
"Gonna....gonna cum." you let out, and he gave a sharp smack on your ass, leaving a red printed mark on it, stroking over the spot with his cold hand to soothe it, and this had you tumbling over the edge. Pussy milking him, for everything you wanted him to give you, for every sweet, salty drop of his white, pearly cum.
Tongue lolling out as you arched your back even deeper and wanting to have him cum so, so deep inside you.
The way you pushed your pussy against his dick, the way you squeezed him just so perfectly. Alucards fingers dug into your soft skin, holding you tight in the spot. His thick cock buried to the hilt inside you before he shoots, loads and loads of thick cum inside you. Muscles tensing and flexing. A sexy moan when he came left his lips, his fangs peaking out, you made him always just so hungry, no matter what you give him.
"You did so great, my love. You took me so well." he praised you, with a strained voice, fighting the urge to just keep thrusting. Not wanting to overwhelm his sweet mouse.
After a moment of basking in the afterglow, he pulled out, watching how some drops of cum trickled down your pussy lips and thighs. His thumb coming up just to smear it over your still sensitive parts. He liked this cute little shudder.
Then he wrapped his two arms around you, pulling you back into his embrace, no matter how dirty he would fuck you, he would want you to know he adored you. You were the queen of his heart, and Alucard never would be a man to hide this fact from you when it was utterly true.
After you caught your breath, you were finally able to speak. Usually you were a clever, young lady, always knowing what to say and what not. But when it was the moment he sunk his dick inside you? You were lucky, when you would be able to remember your name.
"This was...quiet likeable. I mean, I thought it would be a little too much, but when are we having the next round?" you asked, shy but adorable with the curiosity in your eyes. The old vampire chuckled, and a smile tugged on his lips.
"Oh, so I left you wanting more? I bend you over any time, my love. But you should gain a little rest, because I intend to devour you over and over again that way, when you wish it." he whispered against your ear. Fingers stroking over your back and arm, making you feel loved and safe with him. Opening up to him in ways he knew you usually never did to someone. And this was what he craved, the connection and love that sensed in the whole air around you two, the trust you placed in him, and the love he holds for you, for your being.
Heyyy:D can you alucard fluff headcanons with a fem reader
Haiiii! ;D ! Yes, I can!
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1: Okay, so you know how cats yawn, right? I genuinely believe that that's how he yawns when he wakes up from a particularly good sleep session. [Name]'s giggling at the exposure of his fangs, finding him similar to one as he stretches. He's quick to question her amusement to which she answers with a loving look on her face.
2. Alucard gifts [Name] roses twice or thrice a week to avoid wasting these precious flowers, but he's always sure to change their colour. She could be gifted pink roses on Monday, burgundy on Wednesday, purple on Saturdays; who knows? Maybe he'll even go with a holiday theme on a certain day.
3. Valentines. I'll be honest, I don't think he took keen to do anything special on that day, but now that [Name]'s around, he'll surely be keen on doing whatever ensures that she has a pleasant day. Given his troubled past and choice of career, he understands the happiness a holiday can bring to troubled individuals, even if it's just for a couple of hours, so he'll be detailed on pleasing you, even going to the extent of watching keen lovers as they do what they can to prepare for the day. Knowing him, he may strike a conversation with one, bonding over their lovers without much detail on you.
4. "This man is adapting to being adored, especially after being touch-starved for many, many, years." I sung to the knowing choir. He appreciates a moment of quiet and his darling's thighs while he rests on her. This must happen AT LEAST once a week.
5. [Name]'s a human: Can I say he's educated on women's cycles? Yes, yes I can. Thinking back to the lack of understanding of women's cycles, the war days and the decline of supplies for women, he's grateful for the modern day of information and easy access to a lot of resources. Also, I have a distinct feeling he did have to take the mantle of 'doctor' on one or two occasions. [Name]'s so lucky to have this powerhouse of information, finding his help great whenever she's in any of her phases. He observes her too, understanding her actions whenever she's close or in any of them. If she's likely to need something, it's within her grasp.
6. Maybe this has the energy of succumbing to gender stereotypes, but I do feel that he'd slightly lean towards them when it comes to [Name]. He just wants to take care of her, alright? It's not that he finds you weak, quite the opposite- it's just that he's had a specific view of women which a majority just seem to share. [Name] should be protected, loved and taken great care of. You could impress him with multiple kills, but he'll still have an urge to be your protector.
7. If [Name] gets emotional, Alucard will provide comfort. It could be be lifting her into his arms, covering her in his darkness to provide her with confidence to sob into him while he manifests in a secluded area. He whispers reassurances and names that make her swoon. He knows she will confide in him in time. He's her comfort and she is his.
Heyo! If you don't mind could you do Hc's for Integra with a Werewolf reader? Like reader is the (literal) guard dog for Hellsing and despite being an absolute beast in battle they're just really chill and make a lot of jokes. If that's too much ignore the description also sorry if your asks are closed I couldn't find anything saying so ToT love your writing btw!
//My requests are still open, so no worries!! And thank you!!!
Tried to write some general things, and then split them between two possible scenarios. Hope it's okay!! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡
Integra doesn't send you on missions often since your presence at the estate calms her. Most likely because she knows that you would protect everyone;
She won't admit it, but Integra loves, LOVES to pet you in your wolf form;
While she won't always laugh at your jokes in front of other people, internally she does so;
Definitely does it more in private, but it depends on her mood;
Integra is also extremely grateful if you can joke with her when she is upset. Even if she sometimes scolds you;
She also tells Alucard off whenever his jokes or teasing escalate too much;
Integra also constantly worries about your security, even if she knows you can handle yourself;
She doesn't really understand why Walter seems to avoid you. But tries to talk to him about it, this leads to the butler walking past you more often or even making small talk;
Integra doesn't really like it when Seras talks to you for long periods of time;
She would totally make you do a lot of physical work, and it gets done faster. And seems to be nothing but a little bother to you;
But, at first. I think she might be wary of you, depending on how you ended up with Hellsing;
If you were already working for Hellsing, then she would totally feel responsible for your transformation. She should've protected you. Yet, Integra doesn't utter a word about this to anyone (maybe, except Walter). In the end, she would alternate between blaming herself and the circumstances. Almost nobody else can convince her otherwise;
Monitors you. What if you run wild? What if you secretly work with an enemy? Or worse, cause more harm than necessary;
Also puts someone to monitor you constantly, under the pretext of partnership. You were recently transformed, of course, you need a partner;
Once you had proven yourself, maybe through the fights, or how you saved the soldiers during a mission, Integra would start to send you alone;
She isn't really phased by your brutality. She expects it;
Like how she expects your visits;
And your presence;
Makes you the guard of the estate, but would still send you on missions when needed. Thinks you are more trustworthy than Alucard for the job, plus, she couldn't never put Alucard as a guard. No;
Integra would 100% ask someone why you weren't a duty if she didn't see you that day;
Might watch you joke around with other people from afar;
Integra also doesn't mind if you come to sit with her in her office. She actually enjoys it; the fact that you're calm also calms her. Also likes whenever you joke about paperwork or any stressful situation during that time;
But the Hellsing head also demands daily reports from you. Expects it to be as detailed as possible. Especially things that seem out of place;
If you were already a werewolf, then Integra immediately commands someone, like Peter Fargason (in the 2001 version), Walter, or Alucard or both, to run a background check. The organisation's mission, secrecy and health are the top priorities in this case, so she can't have you go wild while under Hellsing's name;
Puts you in the basement at first, alongside Seras and Alucard;
Integra will let out a comment from time to time. Just to ensure everyone's safety in a non-harming way;
She would also make Alucard keep an eye on you almost constantly;
Integra would also be a little startled when she first sees you in action. While it was expected, it's a little unsettling front-hand;
After a while, she would let you guard the estate more often. Almost full-time;
I feel like she would also arrange a room for you to sleep in the garden. Or near one of the entrances. Good measure for any danger, especially since you're more than capable in a fight;
Tho, she still comments. But just on things that go beyond her boundaries, especially when you joke;
Mentions of: Manipulation, Stalking, Alucard is thinking of biting you and drinking your blood, the beginning of obsessive and possessive behavior
Minors please do not interact!
Content
Reader is working at the Hellsing manor as a housekeeper
Story is set before the happenings of Hellsing - Still Spoilers ahead
Reader is gender neutral, no pronouns are used but "you"
Age, ethnicity, height, weight and any other physical attributes are never mentioned. You are free and encouraged to imagine yourself or an OC in this scenario.
Index
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Soap&Skin · Sugarbread · Song · 2013
The vampire king was a rather lonely man. He was always looking for attention. Often he would manifest out of the shadows just to delight in the shock of people around him. It was also a regular occurrence that he eavesdropped on other peoples conversations. Occasionally there would be even something interesting in those endless halls.
It was harmless, really, his desire to get involved in everything. Of course, no one agreed with that. No one wanted a dangerous vampire to know everything about them.
Mind you, he never knew everything about someone. That would simply consume too much time and it would not be worth it. Yes, humanity intrigued him but his curiosity rarely bordered on interest or even adoration. The people he took a liking to could be counted on one hand - and even there he had never expected the number to grow. At least so he firmly believed until you came along.
Oh, you really should not have come here. Hellsing was no place for you. Not because you lacked the qualifications. No, he was certain that you were as capable as any other human working in this old building.
But no one of them had caught his interest like you did. It was a curse, not a blessing, did you understood that?
Any drop of attention you gave him. Every glance that you shot him. It all made his skin burn in the most delectable painful way. He was dead. Not even a corpse in the traditional sense. Alucard was nothing but sin taken form. A devil in disguise. But you made him feel hot-blooded. Hunger was something he was painfully familiar with. But such longing? You were in deep trouble. No matter if you understood it or not.
On his best days, he was still a dangerous, foul beast that loomed in the shadows. Million of eyes were focused on you alone, teeth aching to be buried in your neck.
On his worst, he would watch you sleep. His mind flooded with dark thoughts of how vulnerable you were. How weak... It would be so easy to make you drop into his arms, willing and ready. You would bare your throat to him and beg him to be bitten.
But for some reason, he felt almost appalled at the thought of using his abilities on you. He rationalized it with the knowledge that someone might find out, that Integra would be beyond furious if he toyed with her workforce more than he normally did.
Besides, he had seduced so many people already. He did not need to influence you mentally to make you swoon for him.
So he got... busy. It was better than rotting away in his basement, at least so Integra thought. This might be one of the reasons why she did not intervene when he reportedly appeared around you. To the point of distracting you from your work.
But keeping Alucard from being a menace was still work worth paying. The other servants of the manor felt a bit torn on this whole situation, especially those you had been close with. At least your presence kept Alucard busy enough to not terrorize them.
A dog on a leash could still bite. And his teeth were so very sharp. He gladly reminded you of them whenever he could. Often flashing you that wide grin that went way too far up his cheeks.
He would watch you work on hours before he chose to reveal himself. If he even chose to reveal himself. A few teasing remarks here and there - it was often unclear to others what he wanted aside from attention. But there was one thing he desired more at the moment than that. He wanted you. Although he had engaged in conversation with you a few times already, he was growing impatient.
There were many things he wanted of you. He would start with your blood. All he needed was your consent...
How do you think yandere Anderson, Walter, Captain, alucard, and enrico would react to a reader that is just unfazed by everything, just completely be chill about being locked up in there basement/room. They're just like "at least I don't have to pay tax anymore".
Thanks Anon, this one was low key fun to do!
Request: Yep!
Warnings: None really
Characters: Alucard, Anderson,Walter, Enrico, The Captain,
Alucard
“You’re telling me you don’t want to leave?”
He’s shocked, amused is a better word really. After learning that not only are Vampires real, there at least two entire organizations tasked with killed rampant ones, and he’s turned you into one himself, your only question is: So I live here for free? He actually starts laughing when he realises you really just don’t care that he’s kidnapped you.
“Do you realise how hard it is to find a man who will take care of you? I’ll take the free, if questionable, housing and lack of silverware!”
Father Anderson
“Well that saves me a wee bit of trouble, thank you lass!”
He is absolutely delighted that you want to stay with him. He dislikes being rough with his little love so being able to have you so compliant is perfect for him. He gets concerned with his happy you are to stay in a single room all day so because you are so well behaved, he takes you out for walks and to play with the children.
“I like being in my room, I don’t have responsibilities and I get to play with kids all day, why would I want to leave?”
Walter C. Dornez
“Very good Butterfly, I won’t have to clean up after all.”
He’s a bit weary, you’d be fine living with a butler who takes care of an estate housing a dangerous vampire? Because you don’t want to deal with being an adult? To him it’s odd, absurd almost. Over time he believes that you simply don’t care about the circumstances anymore and will happily move you from the dungeons of the estate to his quarters. He even gets Integra to give you a job as a means to help around, he doesn’t want you getting *too* lazy after all. Some responsibility is good responsibility in his eyes.
“Walter, you take care of me and I get gourmet meals for almost every meal…why would I leave?”
Enrico Maxwell
“Really? Well in that case how about I take you shopping?”
Enrico is absolutely delighted by this, and in eyes this is exactly how you should have reacted so he’s more than thankful for your easy cooperation. He’s quick to take you out having full confidence that you’ll stay by his side and you do. He introduces you to Father Anderson and brings you to his ‘visits’ with Integra who is surprisingly amicable despite what he says (only for your sake). He tries to keep you away from the grand scheme of things, however should you find out he’s shocked to know that you prefer to stay with him (not that you ever had a choice).
“I get pampered and protect from monsters, why would I leave?”
The Captain
“You..want to stay?”
He is…very confused. However, if you’re nice to him he’ll be nice to you and he’s got no problem relaxing with you when he isn’t doing anything. Being a werewolf, he’s very comfortable with cuddling you and you almost forget what he is and the kind of life he leads because of how well he tends to separate things. Aside from being a murderer of sorts, he’s an exemplary man and you couldn’t be happier. There isn’t a whole lot of talking, but there is a whole lot of cuddling.
Author’s note: I apologize for this not being in the classic ‘headcannon’ format (And for taking a year to write this). When you guys send in headcanon asks, they’re just so delicious that I’d prefer to write something a little more hefty. I am a fan of thick chapters in books as well as long oneshots. I also have a bad (or good?) habit of going very in-depth in analyses of certain ideas. This one caught my eye! So, I wrote it in oneshot format. Also, a bit of a ramble on yanderes: some people like the super dangerous and threatening yanderes who off their perceived ‘threats’ and keep their darlings tied up in a basement, and hey, that’s alright! More power to you. I am not such a big fan of those types. I suppose you could call my brand of yandere the ‘mostly-civil’ yandere. A bit more gentle, a bit ‘sweeter,’ a bit easier to reason with, and not super duper inclined to off anyone while still feeling vaguely threatening. Yeah, I’m vanilla when it comes to yanderes. You caught me.
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Alucard seemed normal at first. Well, as normal as an ancient vampire could be. He was sweet to you. Quiet, yet doting. You never felt suffocated with him. Never unpleasantly overwhelmed. Never treated as if you were lower, incompetent, or helpless. He also wasn’t boorish or revoltingly lustful. For all you could tell, he was perfect. Except for that Alucard was a bit… odd. Or… you thought it was odd. You weren’t quite sure what it was. He was just a bit unnerving at times. Nothing that was directed towards you. Never. But in times when you and he were enjoying a day out, he almost seemed to bristle a little. He’d walk beside you just as he always did. But if someone got a little too close or a little too friendly, you’d feel the graze of his fingertips across your spine and the edge of his coat brush your side as he stepped just a little nearer.
In any other relationship, that would seem beyond tame — perhaps even neglectful. But with Alucard? That was a silent hostility. You knew it well. He wasn’t an outwardly affectionate person in public. He wasn’t one for the boyish theatrics. Kissing for all to see, groping, grabbing. You could practically see his nose wrinkling in distaste at the prospect. He was an ancient vampire who had better ways to send a message while barely lifting a finger. However, that didn’t mean he couldn’t have a little fun with it. You know he’s gotten hostile when he smoothly interjects into a conversation and asks you so sweetly; “Are you feeling cold?” You’re not feeling cold, but you’d answer his question with a smiling ‘yes,’ because you like the pleased smile he gets when he lays his coat over your shoulders and looks on at whoever was getting a bit too friendly. That look in his eyes would make the hairs rise on the back of your neck. You feel lucky that he’d never looked at you that way. Burning with murderous intent. A silent inferno that he kept under tight control.
He’d burn that energy off with you late when the stars came out. Or… not so much burn, but melt it away, slowly, meticulously. Alucard had all the patience in the world for you, which meant that nothing would be done that wouldn’t be drawn out and savored entirely. Suffer you would for him during the day when a spur of neediness arises.
“That’s too bad, my dear. Save it for tonight and I will ravish you until you can take no more.” The words are whispered against your temple to keep anyone around you from hearing. It doesn’t stave the needy lurch of your stomach. Alucard was so good at that. So good at making his rejections only spur you on more.
Further along, you’re worried he’d trained you without words to only feel arousal when the sun sets. When he’d slide into bed with you, lay you back, and savor you like he intended to until the end of your time. To him, you were beautiful. A fantastic thing to behold — the magnificence of a human. A wondrous blip in time like a firework bursting in the dark of an infinite night. Alucard intended to enjoy you in slow motion. To admire every messy gunpowder star you possessed, all to himself, for your eternity.
You are his, after all, and him yours. You feel it in the way he clutches you to himself late at night, long fingers cradling the back of your head so that your cheek is pressed up against his sternum. No heart beats there, but you feel the press of his chest and the false breath he breathes against you. You feel it in his kisses, gentle, but nipping and consuming. You see it in his eyes. They go wide and crazed when your attention is drawn away to another. He stays silent and unmoving but the air is already tight enough to choke on.
And rarely.
Very, rarely; you hear it in his voice. Nuzzling into your throat, grazing his teeth, nipping, biting, drawing a little blood here and there, and licking it clean… that’s when he’ll lean close and whisper into your ear with a voice like a purring beast.
“Mine alone. Mine to cherish. Mine to love. You’re lost to them. Say it, say you love me.”
Amidst the mess of limbs — too many limbs — amidst the mess of kisses — too many mouths — you can barely manage your answer between shuddered breaths.
But you both knew there was no doubting what your answer would be once he let you catch your breath. “I love you.”
