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Hellsing › AU - Alternate Universe
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
20
Views:
13,083
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4
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0
Currently Reading:
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Pairing/Fandom: Alucard/Seras Victoria -- Hellsing
Theme: #4. The Thrill of the Forbidden, or, "No, You Must Not!...Here, Let Me Help You."
Title: "Midnight Snack"
Author/Artist: SystemAurora
Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue.
Warnings: Integra will never be able to look at her desk the same way again... O_o
Alucard was leaning against Integra's desk when Seras finally pushed the door open timidly.
"Master? Where is Sir Integra?" She looked around, confused.
"Sleeping." He grinned.
"Why did you summon me here, then?"
"Oh, the obvious reasons."
"I'm afraid I don't quite get what you mean."
"It's simple. Get on the desk." He telekinetically transferred the papers onto the floor and mentally nudged her towards it.
"Master!"
"What?"
"We can't do that! That's... Sir Integra... Master!"
"She'll never know. Hurry, before the sun rises."
His police girl opened her mouth to say something, then closed it, her nose and cheeks pinkening just a little. She hoisted herself onto the desk, looking half excited and half nervous.
"If Sir Integra finds out--"
"Quiet. She won't find out." He pulled her panties off and tucked them into his coat. "I'll know if she wakes up. She's been my master for long enough that I can tell when she's awake or asleep."
Seras looked only slightly less nervous at his words. Alucard positioned her ankles on his shoulders, bored with reassuring her. Besides, half the fun was in knowing they could be caught at any moment, wasn't it?
He pressed into her slowly, giving her time to warm up and get wet enough. It didn't take long once his deft fingers decided to tease her.
"Oh God, Master!" She gasped. "Faster, please..."
He was only too happy to oblige, of course. Soon her whispers had turned to moans, then her moans to screams. Alucard's own excitement increased with hers, until they both collapsed in pleasant exhaustion on the sturdy oak desk.
"I do expect you two to clean up after yourselves." Sir Integra's cool voice came from the doorway. Alucard looked up, stunned that he hadn't sense her waking. She was staring at them in her robe and slippers, a glass of milk in her hand. "That includes putting my papers back as they were. I will know if they're out of order." With that, she turned and shuffled off in the direction of her bedroom.
Seras glared at him from where she lay on the desk. "Sir Integra will never find out, hm? You can tell when she wakes up, Master? Is that so?"
Alucard merely laughed at the absurdity of it all. Integra in her slippers, primly staring them down as they desecrated her desk.
"Master," Seras was eyeing him reproachfully now. "It's not funny, and anyways the sun is coming up."
"Go to sleep then, Police Girl." He smiled at her so that she could see all of his teeth. He watched in satisfaction as she looked down, afraid and regretting her words. "But first, get off the desk so I can put it back in order."
Theme: #4. The Thrill of the Forbidden, or, "No, You Must Not!...Here, Let Me Help You."
Title: "Midnight Snack"
Author/Artist: SystemAurora
Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue.
Warnings: Integra will never be able to look at her desk the same way again... O_o
Alucard was leaning against Integra's desk when Seras finally pushed the door open timidly.
"Master? Where is Sir Integra?" She looked around, confused.
"Sleeping." He grinned.
"Why did you summon me here, then?"
"Oh, the obvious reasons."
"I'm afraid I don't quite get what you mean."
"It's simple. Get on the desk." He telekinetically transferred the papers onto the floor and mentally nudged her towards it.
"Master!"
"What?"
"We can't do that! That's... Sir Integra... Master!"
"She'll never know. Hurry, before the sun rises."
His police girl opened her mouth to say something, then closed it, her nose and cheeks pinkening just a little. She hoisted herself onto the desk, looking half excited and half nervous.
"If Sir Integra finds out--"
"Quiet. She won't find out." He pulled her panties off and tucked them into his coat. "I'll know if she wakes up. She's been my master for long enough that I can tell when she's awake or asleep."
Seras looked only slightly less nervous at his words. Alucard positioned her ankles on his shoulders, bored with reassuring her. Besides, half the fun was in knowing they could be caught at any moment, wasn't it?
He pressed into her slowly, giving her time to warm up and get wet enough. It didn't take long once his deft fingers decided to tease her.
"Oh God, Master!" She gasped. "Faster, please..."
He was only too happy to oblige, of course. Soon her whispers had turned to moans, then her moans to screams. Alucard's own excitement increased with hers, until they both collapsed in pleasant exhaustion on the sturdy oak desk.
"I do expect you two to clean up after yourselves." Sir Integra's cool voice came from the doorway. Alucard looked up, stunned that he hadn't sense her waking. She was staring at them in her robe and slippers, a glass of milk in her hand. "That includes putting my papers back as they were. I will know if they're out of order." With that, she turned and shuffled off in the direction of her bedroom.
Seras glared at him from where she lay on the desk. "Sir Integra will never find out, hm? You can tell when she wakes up, Master? Is that so?"
Alucard merely laughed at the absurdity of it all. Integra in her slippers, primly staring them down as they desecrated her desk.
"Master," Seras was eyeing him reproachfully now. "It's not funny, and anyways the sun is coming up."
"Go to sleep then, Police Girl." He smiled at her so that she could see all of his teeth. He watched in satisfaction as she looked down, afraid and regretting her words. "But first, get off the desk so I can put it back in order."