Lingerie

Victoria opened her eyes and slid open her coffin. She reached for her clothes, blurry eyed and groggy. Her hand felt in vain for her uniform; all she could reach was something lacy and very, very small. She rubbed her eyes and looked in the half-light. On the back of the chair, where her uniform should be, was a pair of panties and a bra… and matching stockings and platform boots. She blinked.

Why now, she thought, why now when even my pyjamas’ are in the wash?

Why the hell would someone do this? She thought, covering her face. All she could do was get up and put those fancies on, before someone walked in on her naked.

She’d just gotten the shoes laced when Alucard walked in, quite nonchalantly, browsing through some papers. “Police girl, you know…” he had looked up.

Victoria blushed beet-red and tried to hide behind her coffin. It was surprisingly easy to move in those high-heeled platforms; crouching was easier at least. She did just that and covered her face.

“Don’t look at me, Master”, she whined.

The dark man walked around the coffin and stood in front of the girl. He looked at her. “I didn’t know you wore those kinds of things.”

“I don’t!” she cried, “My uniform had disappeared and these were the only clothes here!”
Alucard cocked an eyebrow. “So you put them on? Get up, police girl.”

Victoria whimpered, but she’d never been able to disobey her master, so she got up and tried to cover herself as best as she could. Alucard told her to stand up straight and let her arms hang on her sides. She did so, blushing furiously.

“That brassiere looks too small”, he observed, circling behind her.

She blushed and sputtered a little. What the hell was going on?

“No need to panic, police girl”, Alucard whispered right by her ear. She jumped and tottered to the other side of the coffin.

“Please, master, what are you doing?”

The man smiled and let a little sigh. “You talk so sweetly tonight. Is your outfit affecting it? If so, we really need to get rid of that uniform of yours.”

Sweetly? The blond girl thought. Something was really going on…

Alucard moved closer, the coffin still between them. “M-master?” the girl stuttered. The man leaned his hands on the raised coffin and just looked at her. He turned his head and seemed to be listening the door. Then he straightened up and pushed the coffin aside; it slid all the way to the wall and thudded to a halt.

“Now you won’t be able to hide behind it”, he said, advancing.

Victoria swallowed. Her head was screaming so hard, she thought she’d wake the dead. Wait… wake the dead? But they were the dead. Okay, she was officially losing her mind, thinking like that.

While she’d been thinking, Alucard had caught up with her and was now standing right in front of her. He reached down and put his gloved hands on her small shoulders. She was trembling, but perhaps there was a little bit of excitement building up inside her now. She could sense what was about to happen and frankly; she really wasn’t all that afraid of it.

She looked up at the tall, dark vampire and gave him permission to do as he liked with her eyes, hoping he’d get it. His red eyes widened just a little bit, to show his surprise and then he smiled.

“Now that there’s no risk of turning into a ghoul”, he whispered, amusedly.

“Yes”, she answered.

He leaned down and she closed her eyes and turned her head a little. She could imagine Alucard smiling as his hair brushed her cheek. His lips brushed her neck and she shuddered for the small breath that tickled her. She squeezed her eyes shut tighter when she felt him open his mouth. His sharp teeth punctured her soft skin and she felt the blood drawn out of her.

His hands were travelling down her body as he sucked the younger blood. He couldn’t keep from smiling against her neck. She shuddered as he pulled off, his hands on her backside.
“You taste still as sweet as in the first night we met.”

Victoria blushed, but raised a hand to touch his face. “And you’re still as interesting, master.” The last word came out as an entreaty. She was pale as a ghost now, he could see. She needed the blood back.

He sat on his heels and opened his arms to her. She came closer without hesitation and leaned down for a kiss. Feverish lips met icy cold ones and Alucard bit his own tongue, pushing it into her waiting mouth. She sucked on his tongue, enjoying the sweet taste of their mingled blood and his saliva. He was pulling her closer and closer, her breasts pressing against his chest.

This was more enjoyable, she decided, than licking blood from a floor of a filthy corridor. She could get used to this.

Suddenly the man pulled away and sat down completely, pulling her with him. Alucard pulled her on top of him and kissed her again, this time there wasn’t any blood involved, if you don’t count the frenzy that was over both because of its scent in the air.

The man began rocking and Victoria tried to push herself closer to him, her hips thrusting forward. Suddenly she froze, when she felt Alucard’s cock move beneath her. She blushed and buried her face on his shoulder.

He got up, keeping his hold of her, picking her up, so that her feet didn’t touch the ground and she was dangling from his arms. She squeaked and hung to his neck. Again Alucard looked at the door, as if hearing something, but decided to ignore it.

He took Victoria by her thigh and pulled it up around himself and leaned to a wall. She whimpered, but clung to him and moved her hips, enticing him further. He, too, started moving his hips, his cock getting harder and harder, beginning almost to ache.

“Master”, the small blonde gasped and trembled violently against him, pulling him closer.

Alucard raised an eyebrow. “Now that wasn’t fair, girl. You came already?”

She shuddered and her knees almost gave away when he set her down. Alucard held her by the hips, keeping her up and pulled her close. He easily turned her around, and slid his hand beneath the lacy waistband of the small panties. Victoria tried to grab his wrist, but too late.

The tall man leaned down, feeling between her legs. He purred: “You’re like this already?” He slid his finger lower and pushed it inside her. Victoria grabbed the arm and tried to pull away. “Oh, no, girl. This happens now. You’ve pushed it too far.”

“But, master…” she whined and tried to move off. Then she shuddered at the feeling of the finger inside her.

Alucard laughed quietly and pulled his hand away. He then slid his hands on her ass and pulled the cheeks apart, making the panties pull together uncomfortably. A small sound escaped Victoria when Alucard started to push the panties off.

The man laughed again and let the panties slip completely off. He slid his hands over her thighs, first down the outside and then up from the inside, touching the wet warmth between her legs.

“Spread them a little for me, pet”, he purred into her ear, making her shiver.
She leaned forward, taking hold of a column, and spread her legs into a comfortable position. Good thing she has those tall platform boots on; otherwise this’d been too difficult, Alucard thought, amusedly.

He positioned himself behind her and bending his knees slowly guided himself inside her.

“More slowly!” Victoria gasped and he slowed down, caressing her hair.

He pushed in very slowly, getting used to the tightness, trying not to hurt her… Well, at least not too much. She was gasping and mewling deliciously, not appearing to be in too much pain. He thrust all the way in, as far as he could go, making her shout out. He stopped. Victoria looked at him over her shoulder.

“It’s okay to move more, you know”, she muttered.

Alucard chuckled and leaned forward. “So it feels good, does it, pet?” He started a slow rhythm, thrusting calmly.

“Aah!” was all the answer he got. He stopped.

“What was that? Does it feel good?”

Victoria buried her face into her arms, but Alucard could see her blush furiously.

“Say it,” he coaxed, thrusting again.

“M-master”, she moaned. But he was merciless, thrusting slowly, although his self control was weakening.

“Nngh! Master, it feels so good. P-please, do it faster!” she finally surrendered, making Alucard smile.

“Faster, huh?” he hummed into her ear. “You make it faster.”

Victoria squealed when Alucard suddenly pulled out and pulled her on his lap, sitting on the coffin she usually slept in.

“Come on”, he said, “You know what to do.”

Victoria nodded, raised herself a little and sat back down, guiding her master’s shaft back inside her. She felt full, filled, and so good. But it wasn’t enough, just to sit there. She started rotating her hips, accelerating.

“And up and down”, she could hear Alucard purr amusedly. Of course she complied. Anything for the master. Anything.

She was starting to get so dazed; she couldn’t quite remember where she was, when a strange sound escaped Alucard. She looked down in surprise.

The tall man had his eyes closed, his head thrown back and his hips were bucking involuntarily. She swallowed, not closing her own eyes, but looking at him, tightening her muscles, feeling him respond. His breath was coming in gasps, now; he was clearly close.

Alucard could feel the girl start shaking and he could feel her insides spasming. Her movements turned irregular; he smiled and opened his eyes, wanting to see her climax. He met her eyes, glistening; her mouth was invitingly open, her lips moist. His hips started to buck faster, not wanting to stop yet, but reaching for his own climax. A strangled shout escaped his lips as he came into her.

**

Walter was smiling behind the door, holding a bundle of what looked like Victoria’s clothes. He turned his back to the door and started up the stairs, whistling as he went.