Mind F***

Integra sat in the library with a phone and laptop. She wouldn’t return to her office until it had been returned to rights. The sounds of the cleanup went on around her. She was having a moment of breathing space between more frantic and furious phone calls from MPs, intelligence agencies and the Queen’s representatives. The Knights had been safely escorted off the grounds. Things were slowly winding down, everything except the fury that Integra had nurtured from the moment she had realized that the attackers had come to her estate and were eating her men!

Her thoughts were interrupted by the familiar self-satisfied tones of her Servant. “I could help you work out some of that rage, Master.”

“Can you give me the vampires behind this attack that I may interrogate and punish them? The dark one wasn’t really the brains behind this. I’ve encountered him before, and I shot off his miserable substitute for a brain then, as well. The blonde - his brother – that’s the one who I want to have in my sights just once more. We have a conversation to finish.”

“Luke Valentine? I could arrange for you to have some private time with young Mr. Valentine, if that would please you.”

“You reported earlier that you had silenced Luke Valentine, Alucard. How would you arrange this private time? I’m not interested in interrogating lifeless shreds of flesh.” Integra’s entire demeanor was harshly composed as she watched Alucard to see what game he was playing.

“I know that you are aware that I take more than mere blood when I consume another being. Regardless, that knowledge is nothing more than theoretical for you, as I have never demonstrated to you just how complete that taking really is. If you will give me your permission, I will release Luke Valentine for your use.”

The testing silence stretched between them. Integra assessed her most valuable weapon and what his motivations might be. Alucard watched her in return, waiting with the patience of the ancient for her next move in the decade-long game of chess they’d been playing, with her humanity and his freedom as the prizes.

Finally, “Give me an hour. I need to arrange a suitable period in which I may work undisturbed. Find me Walter and the Police Girl and then meet me in the sub-basement interrogation room.”

•••

Integra arrived promptly an hour later, as arranged. Alucard watched with pleasure as she closed and locked the door while simultaneously taking in the contents of the room.

“So show me how you’re going to put Luke Valentine within my reach.” She leaned against the wall next to the door, casually lighting a cigar.

“I have your permission to release Luke Valentine for your use, Master?” His words had a ring of formality.

“You have my permission, Alucard. Release Luke Valentine.”

She watched with an interest that warred with disgust as Alucard’s form lost cohesion before her. Where once there had stood the tall, pale man, there now writhed a stygian mass adorned with a myriad of red eyes. The mass extruded a smaller piece and Integra watched as it resolved itself into the perfect image of Luke Valentine as she had last seen him, sitting next to her in the back of her limousine. As Alucard resolved himself back to his human form behind the new arrival, Integra noted that there was a fine black leash that stretched between the two men.

Luke looked around in confusion. He noticed Integra and made a lightning fast leap across the room to her, but was brought up short by the tether to Alucard. When he turned to see what had impeded him, he fell to the ground and scrambled away from Alucard, making quiet sounds of fear.

Alucard watched his Master rather than the dog food masquerading as a vampire on the ground in front of him. Nothing brought him greater pleasure than seeing that Integra was enjoying the other vampire’s terror. She was a good student.

“You don’t look so threatening and,” she smirked, “cocky now, do you?” She looked away from him to Alucard, “How much effort will it be to get the information on the background of this attack from him?”

“No effort at all. I already know everything he knows. With that in mind, I am obviously aware of your first meeting with young Mr. Valentine. If you would prefer, you can use this time to take what personal action you see fit for his transgression. Afterward, I will give you all the answers that he would be able to supply.” You could just order me to give you the information now, and we could leave here without taking any more time, but I’m counting on what I’ve taught you to urge you to stay here to take your revenge.

Integra watched the terrified vampire for a moment longer before the hard line of her mouth softened into a predatory smile. She pointed to a table with a surface that could be adjusted both horizontally and vertically and commanded, “Strap him down and then stand behind me. It doesn’t do any good if he’s so terrified of you that he can’t acknowledge my presence.” She waited as her orders were followed before moving between Valentine and his terrified regard of Alucard.

She snapped her fingers to get his attention and waited for the man to focus on her. “Mr. Valentine. What a pleasant surprise to have this last chance to say goodbye. You didn’t give me an opportunity the last time we met.

“The last time we met, you were remarkably lacking in manners. One does not monopolize the conversation with a person of my station. One should not impose oneself on the company of a young woman without a chaperone. One certainly does not make graphic propositions without the simple courtesy of an introduction. Allow me to demonstrate.

“Good morning, Luke Valentine, my name is Sir Integral Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing. I am the leader of the Hellsing Organization and that is my Servant, Alucard. It is our pleasure to have you here with us this morning, and I hope that your stay here will be a memory you carry with you for the rest of your life.” She smiled as the blond vampire’s lips pulled away from his teeth in a fight or flight grimace.

“I would like to discuss some of the topics you brought up in our last conversation.” She waited for sign that he understood what topics she might mean before continuing. “You mentioned your plans for a bath, in which you would, as I recall, ‘wash those magnificent breasts’ of mine. Alucard,” she looked over her shoulder and sent him a silent command, “would you say my breasts were ‘magnificent?’” She didn’t look away from Luke as Alucard’s hands slid around her ribcage under her shirt to gently cup her breasts.

“Yes, Master, the whelp is right, your breasts are magnificent.” He leaned the front of his body against hers from behind.

“It seems that he was also correct in his assumption that I would be able to feel him becoming aroused against me. If, of course, he is nearly as gifted as you seem to be, Alucard. Would you say it is my beauty or the scent of my blood that is inciting this in you?”

Alucard leaned just a little more heavily against her, pressing a firm line against the small of her back, “I would have to say that it is a combination of your strength and your blood, merely seasoned by your beauty.”

“He thought he would plumb my sensitive areas, Alucard. Can you imagine?” She didn’t take her eyes away from the pleading stare Luke was giving her. With another mental command from Integra, Alucard released his shadow tentacles. The tentacles penetrated her clothing with no difficulty, parting the cloth as though it wasn’t there. Another grasped one of her ankles and raised her left foot in order to allow yet another shadow to penetrate the leather of her shoe and stroke along her instep. Her eyelashes fluttered momentarily, but when she continued speaking, her voice was steady.

“I would have to say that he was correct that my instep is sensitive, but the back of my knee just makes my leg twitch and that tentacle in the groove where my bum and thigh join just makes me want to unbunch my knickers.” Her eyes almost closed for a moment and her voice was slightly breathy when she reported, “However, the top of the crease of my arse is quite sensitive.”

She opened her eyes and smiled down at their transfixed prisoner, “Were these the things you had in mind? How does it feel to see your fantasies enacted? Are you aroused?” her eyes flicked down his body, “or just helpless?”

Alucard’s hands had not moved from their gentle hold of her breasts, but he had buried his face in her hair as his tentacles traced a ticklish line up her sides until they were stroking her arms. One wrapped gently around her left wrist and raised her hand into the air to allow him to take his face out of her soft hair and run his tongue along her long tapered fingers. She let out a small, involuntary gasp when her servant enveloped her fingers in the cool of his mouth. She could feel his fangs brush against her skin, but he carefully avoided so much as nicking her.

Her voice was much breathier as she continued, “But it would seem that you were wrong that I’d be moaning by now. Somehow, I think that Alucard has more practice than you, and he hasn’t gotten me past a couple of gasps yet.”

The tentacles released her hands and arms and the tall man leaned down to nuzzle his face against her neck. She could feel his tension as he immersed himself in the scent of her blood, rushing past just under his teeth. Her eyes closed and her pelvis rocked involuntarily when she felt the prick of his teeth gently denting her skin. She had to trust him in that moment; he held her life in his grasp.

She breathed gently to their watcher, “You’ll note that I have still neither moaned, nor called his name. It seems clear that you knew much less about me than you thought you did.”

Integra tilted her head up and looked into Alucard’s satisfied face. He leaned down to close the distance between them and kissed her, gently at first but with increasing force and demanding. As they kissed, his hands began to move on her breasts. A gentle brush was enough to bring her nipples to points, but when he scraped his fingernails roughly across her skin, he won the first moan from her.

Alucard was intent on enjoying every possible moment of this experience. Integra’s rage and grief, combined with her personal vendetta with this vampire who had made her feel weak, had combined to give him a delicious experience he could not have anticipated. She was so determined to punish Luke Valentine that she was willing to overstep some of her boundaries without a backward glance.

Valentine’s next action in the scenario he had spun out in Integra’s mind was one Alucard had been dreaming of since he had seen that his new master was female and lovely. Alucard sent his tentacles under Integra’s trousers and through her pants to explore the heat and moisture that they had generated there together. She gasped a hot breath into his mouth as his shadowy fingers ran along the soft heat of her lips, pressing in to find the nub of her clitoris. He rubbed against her as another shadowy finger pushed into her, filling her until her gasp became a low, throaty groan.

Alucard used still more tentacles to support Integra as her legs started to buckle. He continued to bury her in sensation with his kisses, his caresses of her breasts and the steady movement of the shadowy fingers that had penetrated to her center while still more brushed against her skin in all the locations she had indicated pleased her.

His chuckle blew through Valentine’s mind, She is hot, false nosferatu. She is everything you imagined she would be and so much more and she is giving to me what you could only take in your dreams. She is near her orgasm, now. Will she be loud or quiet? If you guess correctly, maybe I’ll destroy you mercifully instead of sending you back to your prison in my soul.

Integra’s small sounds changed tenor as her body moved in manners that were beyond her conscious control. No guess, little instant monster? Then I will take your first guess. If she is loud when she climaxes, I will grant you your release.

The room was silent except for the sound of Integra in Alucard’s arms. Her low groans became slightly louder and her body quivered as he held her up, but she did not shout or writhe as Luke had presumed she would.

When her body stilled and she quieted, Integra pulled away from Alucard’s lips to give Luke a heavy-lidded stare. “I believe you can extrapolate from this that you would wrong about the loss of my virginity as well.\"