Melancholy

Alucard entombed Seras in the expanse of his arms, and she gave in to the melting sensations that wracked her from his kisses. She had realized something about herself that was a shock. Freedom came by her own hand, and with it came the sense of passion that she longed for. A lonely childhood, a gore-filled existence, did nothing to make her smile. Could the wicked embrace of a powerful demon incite passion in her blood? Seras nibbled his lip and drew her head away from him. He questioned her with his furious eyes, and she met him with a determined gaze. Before she could speak she knew it was wrong to call him “Master” any longer, but part of her still wished to resign and enjoy his dominance. Seras felt playful, and decidedly mischievous. Could she produce delightful shivers in him?

“Master,” she cooed. “Where does this spring from?” Vivid imagery passed between them rapidly and she gasped. She could see the vision that had prompted his lust, and in response she sent hers. They looked deeply into each other’s faces and read every nuance that was written therein.

“Seras… have you wondered why I made you? Why I gave you the choice and forgave your faltering?”

“Often, Master.” He hushed her and placed his glove upon her lips.

“Do not continue with that address, Seras. You are a slave no longer.” She smiled, fangs exposed.

“Slave not in will, Master.” The word had become sardonic on her tongue, and he grinned. “Why did you give me the choice?”

“I think what first inspired me was your helplessness. I couldn’t bear to watch that ridiculous imitation vampire molest your perfect body.” Seras got an unpleasant chill remembering that. “So I decided to help you even the odds, so to speak. I could smell the fighting courage in you, Seras. I relish a strong sense of bravery in a human, even in the face of horror.

“You’re still not telling me why. I’ve seen your abilities. I have no doubt you could have freed me and killed him easily, Master.” Alucard cast upon her a pleasured, tooth-baring smile that was enough to hypnotize her.

“Perhaps, my little fledgling, but perhaps not. For a moment, I entertained the notion of regaining something lost years ago, and that moment carried me just enough to add to my extreme desire for your blood. How sweet you do smell, Seras.” Alucard breathed her hair and sighed deeply. She still smelled of virgin and clean innocence. It was time, indeed, to corrupt it with pleasure and darkness. “I want you, Seras Victoria, in every sense of the word. What I could not realize when I bit you I freely tell you now. You are mine.” He bent his head to her neck, as he had done in his vision, and plied his fangs once more to her neck.

“Oh, Alucard..” She moaned and caused a rise of bliss in him. His name, spoken so deliciously… it was enough to make him bite with ferocity. Her voice warbled with pleasure and she pressed her forehead to his shoulder, allowing the rush of desire to capture her senses. Warmth built between her legs, and she reached down to stroke his growing hardness with one hand. He took just a few mouthfuls of that tantalizing blood and allowed the wound to heal. She caressed and explored his body with her hands as he sliced his tongue and offered to her his kiss infused with his own powerful life-stream. She took it eagerly and swallowed the thick, dark potion. Every sensation grew stronger. Alucard’s hands passed over each tender breast and he ripped apart her pajama top with ease. She preferred to torment herself by unbuttoning his crisp dress shirt by degrees, slowly revealing the ivory skin she longed for. Seras ran a trail of kisses from his throat to his stomach, her mouth hot on cool flesh. Alucard destroyed her remaining clothes and pressed her tightly to himself. She responded in kind by letting a moment of passion seize her, and she tore through the buttery fabric of his pants.

Alucard and Seras dropped onto the cold stone floor, wildly darting their tongues between breathless lips. The cut on Alucard’s tongue had since healed, but the few mouthfuls of blood from it had affected Seras much the same way wine would have. She was drunk with it, with the surge of power and the beautiful warmth it sired in her body. Both were growing recklessly amorous, and Alucard’s inherent viciousness began to show itself. He broke his mouth from hers and pushed her down into the merciless floor. She gasped, not out of pain, but of thrill. Grinning naughtily, Alucard pressed into her with all his weight and surveyed her naked body. She struggled against him but could not overpower his will. It gave her an immense surge of pleasure to be unable to resists, and the more she felt that jolt the more she wanted to dominate. He held her harder, pressing himself into her and torturing her with anticipation.

Alucard held her easily with one hand as he let the other freely wander the vast expanse of her breasts. His breath caressed her nipple hotly, and she quivered. Firm but delicate, he plied his tongue and teeth to her, dragging excited squeaks from her throat. His hand raked across her unmarred skin and brought goosebumps to every inch of her. Seras mentally begged him to stroke her, to shove his long fingers into her body, but he teased her by decreasing the pressure and haste. She shook and groaned out loud.

“Please, please, Alucard! Stroke me, stroke me! I need it!” She writhed and growled, enjoying the torment on her breasts but longing for more sensation. He obliged her, slightly, by sliding his hand between her legs. His fingertips just lightly grazed her and directed her bloodflow south. The lightest caress was agony; she desired heated, firm strokes and absolute insane devotion. She wanted his ferocity!

“Master, take me! Please Master!” Alucard chuckled, his eyes merrily glinting. His entire face lit up with enjoyment that he usually reserved for enemies of the very highest caliber. Alucard decided to reward her with a harder stroke, one that made her body tense and silenced her voice. She could feel her body respond very quickly, and she grew wet and warm. Seras struggled against him again, burning with the need to take away the hesitation, and she surprised him entirely by throwing his weight off of her. Animalistic passion gave way in her and he looked, utterly delighted, upon her face. She was losing control. Already Seras had matched his hold on her and was pushing him down. Still, he had other ideas. There was no sense in claiming the prize so quickly, not when it could last for hours. Alucard exerted his will over her once again and moved her so that she was facing the opposite direction. Since she was so determined to press her weight upon him, he would let her. Alucard laid on the floor and drew her thighs around his head. She shivered as she realized what he intended, and she lowered her head toward the part of him she would soon be very intimate with. Alucard used her hips to steer until he had gotten her warmth placed exactly where he wanted it, and he raised his mouth to the bead of flesh that caused her so much joy.

Seras moaned and opened her mouth to take him inside. He relished the feeling of her tongue and lips enclosing him into a hot, wet grip. She bobbed up and down, drawing guttural moans from him that vibrated into her body. He varied his own tongue’s pace and clamped his teeth lightly upon her. She rocked involuntarily, her mind swimming as her body dissolved in a heated torrent of divine feeling. Their separate pleasures blended and caused their bodies to slip into a rollicking harmony. Seras built further into climax and began to lose control over her movements. She ceased altogether as the mind-numbing feeling sent her consciousness out. He drove her to the edge and stopped, knowing full well it would drive her mad not to reach orgasm. However, she was now all the more receptive to his lust. Fluidly Alucard pushed Seras off of him and held her in a kneeling position. She was going mad of the sheer desperation for him to fill her and possess every last thing about her. Slowly he entered her, and her mouth fell open further with every inch that he slipped into her tightness. Both of them groaned in absolute ecstasy as he slid himself to the hilt inside. After that, there was no mercy. He drove himself passionately into her body, his strength too much for a human but not enough for her. He ground against every sensitive spot inside of her, and solicited feral moans of delight with his every thrust. Seras felt him deeply and gave a heady cry every time he pounded against her inner wall. He leaned forward, savagely gripped her hair and pulled her head back. She sucked breath through her clenched teeth, fully enjoying the added urgency of his actions. His other hand deftly snaked around her hip, between her spread thighs. Expertly he stroked her while they rocked together ceaselessly. Seras felt her core melting and boiling until she howled from sheer bliss. She hadn’t felt such heat in her body since she was alive. It was like a fever that overtook every nerve.

Alucard was lost in his desires. He felt almost as if he had attained heaven through her body. Everything about her, from the way she took his hard thrusts to the way she shot helpless and loving glances back toward him, drove him insane with passion for all that she was. He'd wanted a challenge, something to make his blood roll! Here she was, this sad but lively, beautiful and quirky girl who had kept her eyes blue for so long. Alucard drove himself deeper and faster into her tight, wet flesh and pressed his fingers hard against her while he stroked. She emitted little gratifying squeaks that told him plainly that she would soon come for him. It began as little flutters on his length and became dramatic waves of rapture that Seras nearly collapsed from. She wrung her hands and fell to her elbows, overtaken with her pleasure. Alucard carried her on a few moments and withdrew, dragging Seras to her knees. They kissed wildly, and Seras ached to fling him onto his back. She grew rough as her instincts flared, and she pushed his shoulders into the floor and mounted him with ease. Their eyes met as she slipped him inside. He groaned, overcome once more by the incredible feeling of her body encompassing his rigid flesh.

Seras tested her limits and began to lift herself up and sink down onto him. He let her try to keep him sedate, a lazy and satisfied smile gracing his stern beauty. She became more bold and found a rhythm that did cause him to lose his mind as she used herself to pleasure him. Seras in turn caused herself even greater pleasure, and she reached down to stroke herself as she rocked her hips into his. Alucard siezed her breasts and appeased her with salacious moans. He could not withstand the immense pleasure and pulsated his body in order to deeper her joy. The slowness of her movements fell away and Seras let herself go, throwing all her energy into riding him. Alucard answered her every thrust with one of his own, and before long he could feel the liquid building inside until she pushed him over the edge. Her body stripped him of his come, and Seras gasped as she felt the hot liquid filling her. She rose onto her heels in order to jolt him deeper into his climax, and Alucard moaned and gripped her hips to control the last few moments of his pleasure. He pushed Seras off and held her close, panting deeply, kissing her deeply. They both lay wrecked and prostrate on the floor for some time, until at last they decided to rise and retire to a bed that could fit them both. Needing no real need of sleep, they laid together, passing words between their minds. No one came to disturb them, and they heeded nothing but each other.



So at last, here's the final portion of "Melancholy." The sex! Yay! Hope you liked. BTW, I did eventually find translations of the manga and am now all caught up. I'd still like to read Dawn, though! And I cannot wait for Ultimate IV. Happy obsessing, Alucard fangirls.