30 Lemons

Theme: Preventing Hypothermia
Title: "Heat"
Author/Artist: SystemAurora (me!)
Disclaimer: Don't own, don't make money, please don't sue.
Warnings: Vampires in heat, vampire sex (duh), not TOO much WAFF, I promise, but not NC either...

Takes place in happy AU land, where no one ever dies (er, at least, no one ever leaves the story permanently) and where life is more or less stable. No epic ultimate world-shattering battles which seem to be required in any manga/anime. Just every day freak-killinz.


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It was just one of those days, Seras was beginning to realize. It had all started when she woke up from one of *those* dreams to find her Master hovering over her, that disconcerting grin on his face.

"Master?" She sat up quickly, straightening her pajamas. "What are you doing here?"

"It's time to get up." He leaned in and sniffed in the general direction of her neck. His expression changed to a peculiar one Seras had never seen before, something between surprise and desire. She realized he must be smelling the evidence of her dream, and she burned with embarrassment inside.

"I should probably get dressed, Master." She climbed out of her coffin and tried to get him to take a hint by staring at him.

"Yes, you probably should." He folded his arms, nodding.

"I was thinking I would do it alone." She stared a little harder.

"I don't mind."

Seras would have been flushed if she were still human. "I do. Get out!"

As if suddenly realizing what he had been trying to do, Alucard melted through the floor without another word. Seras sighed in relief.

However, if that hadn't been awkward enough, her body had suddenly decided it was incredibly attracted to Walter and chose to inform Seras of this decision when he brought her blood to her.

"Are you alright, Miss Victoria?" He asked in concern. "You seem a bit less pale than usual. You don't have a fever, do you? It would be most unusual for a vampire, but..."

He felt her forehead with the back of his hand, and the light touch excited every nerve in her body. She shivered; Her nipples hardened to an almost painful degree, her stomach jumped, and her socks rubbed against the soles of her feet so intensely that she thought she might collapse on the ground in an orgasm right then and there. Somehow she managed to restrain herself.

"I'm quite alright, Walter!" She waved him out of the room. "Just a bit hungry!"

She collapsed in her chair with the transfusion blood. "What on earth is going on with my body?" She muttered, dropping the bag back into the ice bucket. She was hungry for sure, but blood wasn't the first thing on her mind. "I wonder if this is some sort of vampire thing or if I'm just losing my mind?"

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A bit under an hour later, Seras reported to Sir Integra's office for her nightly briefing. She was still trying to shove the odd events of the "morning" out of her mind so she could focus on work, but the dull, longing ache in her lower regions was quite distracting. She took a moment to gather her composure before entering Sir Integra's office.

It turned out to be a useless move, however. As soon as she stepped into the office, she felt an overwhelming primal urge rush through her veins. It was a starvation for pleasure, more powerful than her strongest bloodlust. She paused in the doorway, hesitant to go any further.

"Well? Don't just stand there, Seras. I don't have all evening." She slowly wandered towards Sir Integra's desk, her senses heightening and the hunger for pleasure almost driving her insane. Now that she was more awake, she realized it was her master that was making her mad with lust. She stopped next to Alucard, doing her best to ignore the intense lust towards him, and tried to listen to what Sir Integra was saying.

"--rogue vampire a few hours south. I need you to--"

Before anyone, Seras especially, knew what was happening, she was on Sir Integra's desk, Alucard tearing her clothes off and her trying to do the same to him. She couldn't recall whether she had jumped him first or he had fed off of her lust for him and pounced on her, but she wasn't sure she cared at this point. She heard a low, animalistic growl but wasn't sure whether it came from her or her master. Papers and books and inkwells flew onto the floor as they grinded, completely consumed with hunger and lust.

"Alucard! Seras! What on earth is going on? Walter!"

Alucard jumped back at his master's voice, and Seras managed (after a few moments) to pull her thoughts together enough to realize she should get off the desk. Walter appeared instantly, and Seras was sure that this time she really must look flushed. Her skirt was pushed almost to her hips, the topmost two buttons were probably lost for good, and Alucard looked equally surprised to see his clothing ripped and askew.

Walter chuckled softly. "Sir Integra, I don't suppose you've done any research on female vampires?"

Integra looked perplexed. "They're vampires, Walter. There's little difference between the genders in regards to killing them."

"Perhaps not, but there are some notable differences between them when they're allowed to live. Miss Victoria seems to be experiencing her vampiric estrus."

Seras looked up when he mentioned her name, and only realized then that she had been nuzzling her nose against her master's chest and massaging a part of his anatomy that she should be mortified to touch, publicly or not. Alucard didn't seem to mind. She quickly tucked her hands into her pockets.

"She's... in heat?" Sir Integra looked incredulously from Seras to Alucard to Walter, then back to Seras again.

"It would appear so, Sir." Walter seemed to be fighting a grin. He bowed. "Shall I get a pitcher of ice water from the kitchen?"

Integra slumped in her chair. "No, thank you, that won't be necessary. Alucard, Seras, take the night off."

"A wise choice, Sir Integra. It would be difficult for them to focus on their missions in this state."

"I wasn't concerned with that," Integra pinched the bridge of her nose. "I'm quite sure I don't want to see any of that sort of business any time soon. Out with you, both of you."

Seras hurried out of the room and back to the basement, part embarrassed and part desperate for relief. She glanced over her shoulder and saw Alucard stalking after her. She pretended to ignore him and went into her bedroom, shutting the door behind her.

Of course, she wasn't surprised when he phased through the door anyways. She pretended like he wasn't there and peeled off her uniform, tossing it into the corner. It would need to be repaired, but it could wait a while. She tried to make her master believe she wasn't really as desperate to have him as she was, slowly getting rid of the brassiere that felt like sandpaper against her nipples. She slipped the only half-sexy nightgown she owned over her head, then slid the plain white bikini briefs down her legs. At least Her period seemed to be mostly over.

She turned around and found Alucard standing completely naked, his black hair hanging past his knees. He growled dangerously, then materialized several feet closer to her and grabbed her by the arm. They needed no words, even of the telepathic variety, and Seras couldn't have fought off Alucard when he was that interested even if she'd wanted to. And she most definitely did not.

He picked her up and slung her over his shoulder, then climbed into his coffin and laid her down underneath him. It made sense, if she thought about it; his coffin was bigger than hers. She moaned, squirming under him and grinding against him, thinking she might well go insane if he didn't take her soon. He grinned devilishly at her, reaching down to touch her. Which was all well and good, but she wanted him inside her. NOW.

She bared her teeth at him and wrapped her legs around him, trying to pull him into her. He laughed and finally gave in to her. She yelped as the burning, ripping pain hit her, but he didn't stop and she wouldn't have had it any other way.

Her master reached down, pressing and stroking to the rhythm of his thrusts. Seras arched her head back, and he rewarded her with a bite to the neck. Her nerves exploded with pleasure, and she bucked under him, feeling her body twitch and tighten around him. She heard Alucard inhale sharply. Since neither of them had to breathe, she realized it must be an expression of pleasure. He pushed into her so deeply she could feel him against her back wall, but instead of pulling out again he stayed there, pulsing warmth into her.

He finally pulled out, and Seras let her head fall back against the pillow, exhausted. "Well, that was fun," She rolled out from under Alucard. "I suppose I'll go back to my room now..."

He caught her by the arm. His hair was back to its normal length now, and his eyes had lost their wild look. "What makes you think we're finished?"

Seras sank her fangs into his neck, and Alucard laughed. She realized that she was very much ready for more. "Are you sure you can go again so soon, my Master?"

"You forget that I'm undead." He rolled her on top of him. "Finish eating, Police Girl. I'm ravenous again."