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Category:
Hellsing › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
4,184
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Hellsing, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
White Room
Disclaimer for all chapters: Hellsing belongs to Kohta Hirano, not to me. No copyright infringement is intended or implied.
Note: It\'s not always easy to fit sex into a short format but I made various attempts at it, and here are the results. I really hope you enjoy my efforts. (However, I\'m not taking requests or challenges for more right now as I\'m very busy.)
First one is here:
It was done by challenge at my LiveJournal. The challenge was: Would you write Seras giving Walter erotic pleasure with mind control? No physical touching, not even in same room?
Rating: NC-17 just to be safe
Warnings: Solo (sort of) het (essentially) old guy (definitely) smut, you have been warned.
398 words
White Room
Walter was nearly undressed for sleep when he felt the hands on his shoulders.
He had known vampire mind tricks for five decades, so he knew what was happening. But this was clearly no malicious attack, and anyway what point would an enemy have in creating a distraction for Hellsing manor\'s second oldest inhabitant?
The hands were moving down his back now, and the feeling was far more than a distraction. He had to sit down on the bed.
\"Alucard wouldn\'t bother, especially not after all these years. But in that case...\"
The truth hit him like a Harkonnen round as the sensations moved to his chest.
\"Oh for heaven\'s sake this is insane. I\'ll call her on the phone and ask her what she possibly...\"
The touch was on his stomach now, moving lower, caressing and teasing.
\"The hell I will. I deserve something in return for devoted service and this may as well be it.\"
He lay down. The touch was all over him, stroking his neck, his sides, then moving up his thighs. It was relaxing at first, then almost unbearably stimulating.
The erection he had had nearly since this began could not longer be neglected, and he reached furtively to touch himself. But there was no need for that as the feel of hands was replaced by that of a mouth between his thighs and then directly on his tip.
He worried briefly of fangs but this was a fantasy, albeit a two-person one. He felt only lips and a long cool tongue moving on him and taking him in. He could certainly remember sex, but he could remember nothing like this.
He closed his eyes and panted a bit, almost not wanting the release that would end this experience but needing it desperately. Finally the mouth took him in further and he could not longer restrain himself from an orgasm so palpably good it was almost painful.
He felt one last playful kiss on his stomach and lay there feeling slightly weak but entirely wonderful.
\"If I were ever-so-much younger I suppose I would march down there and attempt to return the favor,\" he thought.
\"But as it is, I think I\'d best clean myself up a bit and get some sleep. Pleasant dreams are a distinct possibility, I believe. I\'m alone again now. But then again, I thought I was alone before.\"
Note: It\'s not always easy to fit sex into a short format but I made various attempts at it, and here are the results. I really hope you enjoy my efforts. (However, I\'m not taking requests or challenges for more right now as I\'m very busy.)
First one is here:
It was done by challenge at my LiveJournal. The challenge was: Would you write Seras giving Walter erotic pleasure with mind control? No physical touching, not even in same room?
Rating: NC-17 just to be safe
Warnings: Solo (sort of) het (essentially) old guy (definitely) smut, you have been warned.
398 words
White Room
Walter was nearly undressed for sleep when he felt the hands on his shoulders.
He had known vampire mind tricks for five decades, so he knew what was happening. But this was clearly no malicious attack, and anyway what point would an enemy have in creating a distraction for Hellsing manor\'s second oldest inhabitant?
The hands were moving down his back now, and the feeling was far more than a distraction. He had to sit down on the bed.
\"Alucard wouldn\'t bother, especially not after all these years. But in that case...\"
The truth hit him like a Harkonnen round as the sensations moved to his chest.
\"Oh for heaven\'s sake this is insane. I\'ll call her on the phone and ask her what she possibly...\"
The touch was on his stomach now, moving lower, caressing and teasing.
\"The hell I will. I deserve something in return for devoted service and this may as well be it.\"
He lay down. The touch was all over him, stroking his neck, his sides, then moving up his thighs. It was relaxing at first, then almost unbearably stimulating.
The erection he had had nearly since this began could not longer be neglected, and he reached furtively to touch himself. But there was no need for that as the feel of hands was replaced by that of a mouth between his thighs and then directly on his tip.
He worried briefly of fangs but this was a fantasy, albeit a two-person one. He felt only lips and a long cool tongue moving on him and taking him in. He could certainly remember sex, but he could remember nothing like this.
He closed his eyes and panted a bit, almost not wanting the release that would end this experience but needing it desperately. Finally the mouth took him in further and he could not longer restrain himself from an orgasm so palpably good it was almost painful.
He felt one last playful kiss on his stomach and lay there feeling slightly weak but entirely wonderful.
\"If I were ever-so-much younger I suppose I would march down there and attempt to return the favor,\" he thought.
\"But as it is, I think I\'d best clean myself up a bit and get some sleep. Pleasant dreams are a distinct possibility, I believe. I\'m alone again now. But then again, I thought I was alone before.\"