30 Lemons

Pairing/Fandom: Hellsing/AlucardxSeras
Theme: 2. Audience
Title: "Heat Revisited"
Author/Artist: Me, Aurora
Disclaimer: I don't any of this, sadly. It also wasn't beta'ed yet again.

Seras was definitely in heat again.

She wasn't even in the room and Alucard could tell. He hadn't seen her for the better part of a week, simply due to their conflicting schedules, but this wasn't surprising to him. He'd suspected it was just about time when he'd smelled her blood more strongly than usual the week before. He sniffed the air around his Master's desk.

"Alucard!" Sir Integra snapped. "Pay attention to me."

"How long ago was the Police Girl here?" He asked.

"Earlier this evening. Alucard--"

"Where is she now?" Even as he asked, he was scanning for her mind. He found her training with the Hellsing troops, her mind full of barely-contained lust and thoughts of wild sex with most of them.

"I don't know. Try to pay attention to me."

He was already phasing through the floor, feeling a bit insane from the combination of jealous rage and mad desire. "I'll be back soon, my Master."

"Alucard! Alucard!"

But he barely heard it.

~

Seras was cleaning her gun in the combat room when Alucard phased through the wall. "What are you doing in here?" He demanded, pushing her into the wall and putting his face close to hers. He was glad to see the lusty daydreams with the other men had stayed just that-- dreams.

"I didn't want to train alone." She shot back. She sniffed at him, and her eyes got a wild, hungry look to them. "Master..."

"We'll have to... ah..." What was he talking about again? Her smell was overpowering him, making his mind go blank. "Meet.... later to uh..." Focus! "To uh... meet in my coffin..."

"Yes, Sir, Master..." She rubbed her face on his arm. "Your coffin."

Alucard had a sudden uncontrollable urge to grab her and throw her onto the protective floor mats that covered the training room floor. It was a drive to exert his dominance over her, to force her legs apart and hold her down and have his way with her. Then he realized he was on top of her, doing exactly that. He could distantly hear the troops catcalling and shouting and swearing in shock, but both of them were too busy grabbing and clawing at and grinding against each other to pay attention. In fact, Alucard almost enjoyed the audience-- it gave him a chance to show off his feral sex kitten and remind them that HE was the one who had her, not any of them.

His fledgling scratched at his face and neck with her nails, but her moans and the rhythmic movements of her hips betrayed that she was was enjoying it just as much as he was. He snarled at her, then grabbed her hands and held them over her head in an iron vice. She snarled back at him, then suddenly bit his neck and gulped down his blood. Angry and delighted at the same time, he held her wrists in one hand and used the other to shove her head back so he could drink from her neck out of revenge.

"Alucard! Seras!" He heard his Master's voice as if from far away. "Alucard, listen to me this instant!"

Seras shrieked and struggled under him as he sucked her blood. He tightened his hold on her wrists and sucked harder from her vein, and the struggling quickly turned into bucking and shaking with a few pleasured screams thrown in for good measure. The contractions from her orgasm pushed him to the edge of control, and he prepared to release it all--

--only to be completely soaked with icy water from a hose just before he could. He lunged at the attacker, enraged at the interruption, but stopped when he saw it was his Master weilding the hose.

"Alucard, I'm afraid that if you insist on ravishing the Police Girl like this, you'll have to do so from the privacy of one of your bedrooms." Integra frowned in disapproval. "Seras, are you alright?"

Seras sat up slowly, looking confused and extremely wet. She nodded. "Yes, Sir Integra. I'm sorry, though, because it was partly my fault." She glanced around at all the troops watching her, and her cheeks turned as pink as they could in a vampire.

Sir Integra looked exasperated. "Please don't tell me it's already been four months? Very well. I'm banishing both of you to the dungeon for the next week. If one of you must come up, the other is to stay in the basement. Is that understood?" When they nodded, she turned to Walter. "Walter, please make arrangements to ensure this... inconvenience doesn't happen again."

Alucard gave her a pointed look. "Vampires are not like dogs, Master. You can't simply have a vampire 'fixed'. We are much more complex creatures than that."

"I don't care what you are. I gave you an order! Out of my sights, both of you!"

Alucard grinned at Seras and threw her over his shoulder. "Of course, my Master." As he phased them both through the floor, he could still hear her barking orders.

"Well, don't just stand there! Move along. There's nothing interesting to see here. And if any of you so much as thinks about tallking about this let alone going after our resident female vampire, I shall personally hunt you down and give you the same treatment as Alucard got. Get moving..."

Once they were in his chambers, Alucard practically dropped Seras into his coffin and they returned to ripping off each others' clothes. "Locked up for a week with my plaything in heat." He bit her shoulder. "I can think of worse punishments. Perhaps my master is losing her touch."

His kitten's only reply was a throaty growl. Alucard laughed. Perhaps he should start from the beginning again.