Monsters and Angels

Sorry for the delay. Had to get Across the Ages done. Hope you like the update. I will try and do better. I

just have some kinks to work out in the storyline (no pun intended)


Chapter Twenty one

Integra took several moments to process this new information. This was not good. The round table had a

kept vampire as well, and they'd not reported it. How many of them knew? All of them? She understood the long

standing resentment against her and her precious Hellsing Organization. The fury that Alucard remained hers,

loyal and deadly.


Now she was like him. The threat increased exponentially. She had to think quickly. "The house guard

has been doubled" Walter said. She nodded, "Wards?" she asked. The angel of death nodded, "Set sir". She

steepled her fingers before her face. Looking every inch the live Integra she'd once been.


Alucard felt the stirrings of darkness rise up within him. Instinct fighting for control. She was his.

Always had been. yet it was different now, and any threat to her was unacceptable in his eyes. No one would

steal her from him. Not even God himself.


He chuckled, "I think it's time police girl and I went for a walk". Seras lifted her eyes to him.

"Where to master?" she asked softly. Alucard smiled indulgently at her, "We are going to pay visits to the

members of the famed round table" he told her. She blinked, "Expose ourselves?"


Alucard shook his head, "Not quite police girl. We are going to do some rat hunting". His garnet gaze

swept over Integra where she sat stoic and composed. 'It won't take long. When I return I shall soothe the

aches you barely know you have. Try and link the Iscariots with the rounds and we'll compare notes later' he

told her mentally. She blinked in answer.


He and Seras were off at once. She seemed more tense around him now. Now that he'd taken Integra as his

own. she felt a little out of place. He felt her uncertainty and his shadows washed over her gently, "You worry

over nothing" he told her. Integra would never force her out, surely she realized that.


"This stinks of a huge plot" Seras muttered to her master as they moved. He nodded, "It does police

girl, it surely does. We must find the heart of it and strike". She grimaced at his words, recalling her many

run-ins with the Iscariot Organization. They were dangerous and strange. Vicious animals unleashed for the

supposed will of God.


Since her turning, she'd often wondered about God. Was HE real? Or had lonely and frightened men

created him to ease the ache of their souls. She supposed that with eternity in her grasp she might find out

one day. What would happen then? Was she damned as legend said? She didn't believe so. She had feelings and a

sense of right and wrong and a lingering respect of them. Surely the damned didn't care of such things.


"Will we go to Rome?" she asked him then, breaking out of her dark reverie. Alucard shrugged, "Perhaps

we will police girl" he grinned at this and she eyed him closely. "What do you think of that Victoria? Three of

the devil's children walking in the streets of the God? Wouldn't that be a sight?" he asked.


She blinked at him. Her master was amused by the most odd things. "Have you been there?" she asked him.

Alucard nodded, "Once I sat upon the balcony of pope" he told her, "It was many many years ago and I asked him

of his God and the devil". Seras was curious now, "And... what did he say?"


Alucard smiled down at her, "He said that he would pray for me and I told him I didn't need his

prayers. He said I had them anyway.... and I.... I let him live". Seras stared up at her master in wonder. She

was never sure how to take him. One moment he could be so hard and cold and the next..... she thought he might

even be warm.


They spoke no more as they moved from estate to estate, two shadows slithering into the rooms of the

round table members. Alucard probed their minds and Seras searched for the monster hidden among them. They

found nothing. Dawn was coming and they'd made it through half of the members. "We must be going" he told her,

"Tomorrow we will begin again". She nodded as they shifted over the landscape to stand in the dewy grass before

the Hellsing manner.


Seras headed for the bath and then to bed. She was tired, a little bite to eat and then rest for her.

It would be another long night. Alucard tossed his blood bag into the trash and made his way to Integra's

rooms. He heard the water of bath running and smiled.


The filmy drapes in her room had been replaced with heavy opaque curtains. Lifting them, he noted the

inside shutters were bolted closed from the inside. The room was sunproof. Hmmm, perhaps she didn't like

coffins. Alucard would allow this. Walking about the room, he sealed it carefully. No one could enter or exit

without his approval.


That done he headed to the bath, and opened the door. Integra was submerged in the water up to her

shoulders. The pale globes of her breasts peeking above the surface. Her long hair was pinned high atop her

head and she stared at him with desire. "How went the hunt?" she asked as he began to strip out of his

clothing. He didn't need to actually remove them, but she seemed to like the slow unveiling of her master.


"Uneventful. We made it through half" he told her, "What of your efforts?". She sighed, "Little to

speak of, Walter will continue looking into it". He nodded and moved to the side of the bath. Her eyes drank in

the sight of him, the length of his body, the scuplted sinew and pale flesh. The erection that bobbed at eye

level with her.


"Joining me?" she asked him. He stepped into the water behind her, drawing her back against the

hardness of his chest. She let her eyes drift closed at the closeness. His arms moved around her, his long legs

bent at the knees. Her flesh was heated from the steaming water, feeling alive beneath his hands.


His long hands spread slowly over her stomach and lower. His knuckle grazed the slickness of her sex,

the tendrils of her moisture dissipating in the water. He wanted her, badly but was content to sit on the hot

bath with her for now. That didn't mean he couldn't enjoy it however. "Integra?" he whispered in her ear. With

a purr, she rolled her head against his shoulder, "Yes my master?" she asked softly. The words shooting to his

groin.


"I want to see you" he told her. She blinked up at him, "But you can". He shook his head, and covered

her hands with his own. Moving them slowly to caress her breasts, "I want to see you pleasure yourself before I

do" he clarified.


Integra blushed lightly but her fingers were already rolling the peaks of her breasts. She arched into

him and his hands moved to her hips, holding her close to him. Her eyes fell shut as her fingers moved lower,

tracing around her navel and then dipped to tease her folds and pull at her pearl.


He whispered heated words into her ear as she moved and soon she was drawing her knees up against her

chest, her body growing taut with her release. Alucard panted against her throat, as her orgasm receded. He was

painfully hard now, and he didn't wish to wait.


Grasping her by the waist, he lifted them from the water. She didn't even protest when he pushed her to

her knees on the floor. She felt his great need, felt her own returning. Alucard knelt behind her and reached

to grasp her breasts in his hands. Grasping the globes he slid himself against the slick slit of her core, with

a solid push he buried himself inside of her to the hilt.


He began his hard, punishing rhythm at once. Rocking against her, filling her and then retreating only

to do it again. Integra's nails bit into the wood below her as her eyes squeezed shut. Alucard was nothing if

not amazing and she briefly wondered why she'd resisted him so damn long.


He angled his hips and his next thrust wrung a cry from her. He pushed her cheek gently to the floor

and grasped her hips pounding into her as her body began to flutter around him. His hand slipped down to flick

the pearl of her passion almost roughly.


Her body stiffened as she splintered beneath him. Still he rocked against her, feeling his own release

flare to life. He grunted hard as his cold seed was milked from his length by the convuslions of her still warm

body. He bit her between her shoulder blades, a sharp nip that had her clamping down on him like a vice. He

groaned against her as his hardness twitched a final time, the last of his release spattering within her.