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The basement of the Hellsing mansion was never your favorite place to be. Shadows crept up the walls, strange murmurs came from everywhere and nowhere, and warmth seemed to evade every corner. Not very suitable for anyone who found themselves easily frightened. Still, you had to familiarize yourself with the area. The mansion demanded care in every crevice, and eventually it would rely on you to maintain it.
No matter how much you loathed attending to certain areas - or secretly craved.
You were hired several months ago by Integra Hellsing, the director of the Hellsing Organization. Her family's butler, Walter, was approaching old age, and so the time came to make the decision to hire another butler who would replace him after his death. The years until that were surely distant, but with the many responsibilities that being a butler to the Hellsing name required, it was in the best interest that apprenticeship began soon.
You took to your new duties well and without complaint, paying close attention to everything Walter taught you and learning the inner workings of the operations Integra led. It was work you found satisfaction in, and even with the occasional dreaded task, you were content being in the mansion.
And then there was the aspect of Alucard.
The vampire - Integra's secret hound - was a mysterious phantom. He traveled among the shadows, chilled any room he entered, and observed silently from forgotten corners. Alucard stood out starkly in his lanky stature and scarlet duster amongst green Hellsing soldiers. He commanded attention without so much as lifting a finger for it, his mouth spread wide in a perpetual grin as if hearing every secret whispered between walls. He was a force that haunted the halls of the great Hellsing mansion.
And you were drawn to him.
You formed something of a friendship with Alucard over the time you were there, or at least something that meant he would grin at you in each passing, and you would not shudder. There were moments he lingered in your presence, making small conversation with you while you attended to your duties. You enjoyed him, found him pleasant, but something else always dug its way into your subconscious when he was around, distracting you and making you stumble. Even when he seemed far away, enough to be out of mind, the feeling wormed itself into your thoughts.
You were deeply attracted to him.
And so, in times when you had to be in the oppressive air of the estate's basement, a part of you silently hoped to see Alucard roaming his domain. This time was no different, mind drifting off to the charismatic vampire while you dusted a spare room on autopilot. If you were lucky, he would show, and the two of you would enjoy a greeting. If you were not, he would remain absent, and you would move on.
You wondered which it would be today.
As if reading your thoughts, measured footsteps approached the doorway, and you turned your head to find a familiar vampire standing in the room. He was without his hat and sunset lenses today, allowing a sharp, crimson gaze to drill straight into you. You smiled at him.
"Good evening, Alucard," you greeted, pausing your task to give him your full attention.
Alucard returned your smile. "Good evening. I see Walter has his apprentice slaving through the trenches again."
"It's alright. I'll get used to this cold eventually. I really don't mind being down here."
He hummed thoughtfully, and you thought that soon he would bid his farewell and leave you once again. You were slightly surprised when that did not happen, and he instead walked further into the space. He looked down at a recently dusted bookshelf, back turned to you. You eyed him curiously.
"One would think that you'd come up with more to say to me."
You blinked, his words making your brows furrow in confusion. You tilted your head. "I'm sorry?"
Alucard turned back on his feet to face you, his lips quirked up in that peculiar smirk. "You've been here for a while now, and we're no strangers to each other. One would think that you'd have more to say to keep me in conversation."
You swallowed, feeling frozen in silence. Yes, it was true you did always wish to say more that would make him stay a little longer, but your mind drew blanks at every opportunity. It was something you swore you would amend upon your next meeting, and yet you let him slip away every time.
You felt cornered and could only stammer over yourself as you tried to form an acceptable response.
Alucard seemed amused despite your small panic. "I might believe you still feel afraid of me, apprentice." He stepped closer. "Am I wrong in my knowledge that you enjoy my company?"
"No, of course not. I like being around you, Alucard."
"Like," he repeated, drawing out the word on his tongue. "Yes, I know." He came to a stop in front of you, and you could see just how much he towered over you, his gangly limbs resting at the sides of his spindly body. He leaned in slightly. "Perhaps you can tell me yourself just how much you do."
You instinctively took a step back from him, not missing the way your heart jumped at his proximity. You were not sure what to say, your mind whirring as you struggled to come to a conclusion on what he meant. The look in his eyes, like there was something he knew, had your palms sweating.
You swallowed thickly.
"What are you expecting me to say?"
Alucard hummed, the sound a low vibration in his chest that you felt through the tense air. He followed your movements, his hair gently flowing with his careful steps. His eyes never left you.
"What do you think I'm expecting?"
That bastard, throwing the ball back in your court. Ideas raced through your head, each one more troublesome than the last, but the idea that he suspected your attraction to him made your blood drum in your ears. You could feel your face burning, mind working in overdrive now to defuse the situation. You jolted as your back suddenly bumped into a shelf behind you.
Alucard stopped when you did, keen eyes boring into yours. A moment of silence stretched between you as he waited, watching your mouth open and close anxiously, never settling on a word to say, until a quiet acceptance of your predicament washed over you.
His eyes narrowed before he spoke at last. "I see."
Alucard leaned in close to you, the sharp tip of his nose brushing against your jaw as he quietly inhaled your scent. You held in your breath, eyes widening at the sudden closeness, but you did not move to distance yourself. His cold breath fanned over your skin before gentle lips found your neck, your pulse under his touch rushing to warm you.
"Don't worry. I promise I won't bite. But what will you do, apprentice?"
You stayed still in front of him, heartbeat thumping loudly in your chest as he continued to lightly brush his lips over your skin, seemingly as cautious as you felt right now. What will you do?
The question rang in your head, taunting and urging you to act on the vampire kissing your neck so teasingly. You already knew what you wanted to do. You have known what you have wanted to do.
You knew what you would do.
You began to push him back, not with nearly enough force to move him under any other circumstance, but he was compliant now and followed your guidance easily. The back of his knees came in contact with the edge of a nearby table, and he moved to settle himself on the surface, never once breaking the gaze he had on you. His legs parted to create enough space for you to slot yourself between his thighs.
"That's the spirit," Alucard purred, pleased.
He started mouthing at you again, kissing and nipping the skin of your jaw and neck. You felt the occasional graze of his fangs wherever your blood thrummed, but your mind did not focus on that. You were distracted by Alucard's body being so near - so within reach - and calling to you like a siren. The coolness of him mingled with your radiating heat, the contrast like a warning to your human intuition, but you paid it no heed.
Your hands found his waist, carefully feeling the rangy shape of his form from under his duster. An amused chuckle vibrated against your throat, followed by another one of his teasing nibbles. Your palms moved over his torso, mapping the expanse of him while steadily lowering him to lie on his back, his raven hair pooling around his head on the table.
Your fingertips touched the red cravat around his neck while your other hand went up to loosen your own tie, your throat bobbing as you swallowed thoughtfully. Your mind wandered to him often, but you rarely fantasized about what he looked like beneath his clothing, too accustomed to the many layers to imagine that there was more to him. But now, with him laid out in front of you like this, you were forced to consider what might be awaiting you.
Would his lithe figure have a supple layer of muscle lining his bones, or would his ribs and hipbones jut out from under his flesh?
You blinked, and in that instant, it seemed that his trousers had melted away, revealing gaunt hips and thighs.
So jutted ribs and hipbones it was.
More demanding of notice than that was Alucard's now freed erection, the beast as proud and intimidating as its owner. His cock was thick and just as pale as the rest of him, alive with the dead blood that lay dormant in his body. You imagined his hardened length was only made possible by Alucard being able to redirect where the blood was within him. His head, bulbous and glistening faintly with the first beads of arousal, rested against his long stomach.
The thing was almost as big as his ego, but no less taunting than he was.
You felt a twinge of worry.
"It's rude to stare if you're not going to say anything, apprentice," Alucard murmured, breaking the charged silence. "Nervous?"
You blinked once more, shaking yourself out of your thoughts. He watched you expectantly.
"Maybe."
You went to unbuckle your pants, unsure of how you were going to proceed with this. You knew you did not want to take any penetration yourself, that much you were sure of, so what was the big plan here?
That was when shadows began to seep from beneath Alucard, seeming to pulse as they crawled across the table and towards you. The gloomy tendrils snaked up to the front of your pelvis, coiling around themselves and elongating until they formed a solid, phallic shape. A cock formed from Alucard's own self - for you to use on him. You swallowed hard at the thought of being the one to fuck into Alucard, and at the same time felt a flutter in your chest at the thoughtfulness. Had Alucard been reading your mind?
You did not want to think too hard about how long since your arrival he might have been doing that.
"Well? Some kind of 'thank you' would be appreciated."
Alucard's purr snapped you out of your momentary distraction. You looked down at him again, the vampire spread and waiting for you. Your fingers flexed over his hips.
"I've never done this before," you said after another nervous swallow.
He grinned. "Is that supposed to be a problem? You'll miss your chance if you hesitate too long. Don't take advantage of my generous time."
When you still hesitated, his hand took yours, slowly pulling off your glove, and your breath caught when he brought your fingers up to his lips. He kissed your fingertips, lidded eyes holding yours captive, and you watched as his tongue rolled out to lick up the length of two of your fingers. You exhaled. The muscle was wet against your digits, caressing and coating them in a thin layer of saliva. You twitched against it, meekly touching the vampire's tongue with a quiet fascination, but your hand was soon pulled away and lowered down his body.
"Do I have to hold your hand the whole way?" Alucard lightly teased, and he pressed your slick fingers against his entrance, a clear indication for you to begin taking charge. He slowly let go, regarding you closely, and after you took a moment to steel yourself, you obliged him and pushed your fingers past his barrier.
Alucard hummed in approval, pleased with your take to action. He continued eyeing your face while you began to attentively thrust your fingers in and out of him, preparing him. It was strange, grappling with the idea that you were currently fingering the No Life King. He was slightly warmer compared to the outside of him, and his canal felt velvety. You curled and twisted your fingers around, exploring him, and occasionally, you earned soft grunts when your fingertips brushed sensitive areas.
"Now, apprentice," the vampire urged, his patience beginning to wear thin. You slipped your fingers out with renewed interest, eager to pleasure him, and held onto his hips while you pressed yours forward.
You gently prodded him with the head of your shadow cock at first, testing the resistance, but with another push, you sank into him just as easily as you had with your fingers. Alucard hissed, stretching around the dark intruder of his own conjuration, and his head fell back with a wild grin. You wasted no time in moving, already starting a tentative pace and filling the silence of the room with the creaking of the table.
It was uncoordinated, your inexperience obvious with each uncertain thrust into his depth. If Alucard was at all unsatisfied with your work, he did not let it show. Still, you felt unsatisfied. He groaned from below you with that damn signature smirk of his still gracing his lips. It frustrated you, as if you were not doing enough to throw him off.
It inspired you to change your game.
You adjusted the angle of your hips and pulled back, letting the head of your makeshift cock drag along the inside of his walls before thrusting into him again, harder this time. You imagined that must have hit whatever sensitive spot it was that Alucard had in his enigmatic body, because that shit eating grin vanished from his face and was replaced with a snarl. His body contorted into a small arch, nails digging into wood as he clawed through his gloves.
Encouraged by the response, you continued the action, observing every shift in him with sharp eyes and a rising pulse. Alucard's chin had tilted back, baring his throat and his fangs when his mouth parted in a low moan. You sped up, skin slapping against his, determined to draw more pleasure from him and subvert any expectations he might have had about you.
One hand of his found your wrist and trailed up the length of your arm, gloved fingertips caressing you through the fabric of your shirt, before quickly moving to grab the tie around your neck and yanking you down to him. You yelped, your breath being ripped out of you from the sudden jerk, fingers tightening around slender hips for purchase. Alucard's cool mouth sloppily clashed with yours, and your thrusting pace faltered with surprise.
He was intense from the start, sucking and biting at your lips. The sting of it made you grunt, but you soon regained your balance and resumed tempo, kissing him back with equal fervor.
It was dizzying at first, trying to keep up. Even in his affections, Alucard was hurried and aggressive, like he was trying to devour you whole. He opened his mouth to you, and his thick, serpentine tongue slithered out to yours, wrapping around and tugging at your warm muscle. You nearly choked, mouth suddenly feeling too full, but you kept your focus and suckled on the slick appendage invading your cavern. The tips of his fangs scraped your tongue when he coaxed it into his mouth, and with the sensation came a rush of heat straight down to your still-thrusting groin. Alucard growled, the sound morphing into a rumbling chuckle.
You broke away from Alucard's mouth, his cold breath coming out in pants against your skin, and you moved your head to begin kissing his jaw, hastily making your way towards his neck. You could hear another guttural chuckle from him, lower this time but no less delighted.
"Feeling emboldened, apprentice?"
You were.
Letting go of one hip, your hand moved up to tangle into his hair, the wavy locks slipping through your fingers like spider's silk. With your grip, you tilt his head back, exposing his throat to you. You kissed over a vein that protruded from his flesh, the channel unsettlingly lifeless beneath the warm life that hummed through you. He was like a corpse reanimated.
With a rough drive into him, you bit down on Alucard's neck.
The vampire growled harshly, his wiry body tensing and arching up into you. His legs pulled you in, urging you deeper, and his claws tugged at your clothed shoulders. You could have sworn that the shadow cock on your pelvis grew in size.
"You..." His voice broke off, interrupted with another throaty laugh as a wide grin stretched his mouth, fangs catching on his lips. He was thrilled. "You're fun."
"Shit..."
You picked up pace, gripping his hip and hair tighter as you pistoned yourself into him. Your face stayed buried into his neck, blunt teeth catching skin, intent on leaving some kind of mark behind. Alucard panted and held you firmly, rolling his hips now to meet each of your thrusts, a rough grunt slipping past clenched shark teeth with each deep stroke. Shadows twisted around the two of you, pulsating in time with your rhythm, and scrutinizing crimson eyes watched from all angles.
His cock twitched between your bodies, demanding attention, and you released his hip to wrap your hand around his heavy girth. Alucard's claws dug deeper into your shoulder blades as your hand squeezed and rubbed from base up, palm sliding over his sensitive tip with every swipe. Your stroking picked up, slickened by the precum that leaked from his slit, and the vampire became noisier, an amalgamation of sounds and curses seeming to originate from every corner of the room.
"Fuck, that's it... Yes...! Claim your vampire, apprentice."
Alucard's body going taut signaled you to his approaching climax, and you pulled back to gaze down at blackened eyes and gaping fangs. His release arrived powerfully, lurching the cock in your hand as weak but quick spurts of white fell onto his stomach, likely the remnants of whatever semen he still owned from when he was alive. The inhale he sucked in was of a dead man having life forced into his lungs, unnatural and jarring, before a deep sigh hung between you.
Both your hips and your hand came to a gradual stop once Alucard's orgasm settled, the room also seeming to quiet with him. The shadows ebbed away, slinking back to their owner, and with them came the dark cock he formed for you. You were made unequipped again, leaving your pelvis bare and Alucard empty. Sweat rolled down the nape of your neck while you worked to catch your breath, and you pulled yourself back to create space for your mind to wrap around what transpired.
Alucard peered up at you lazily from his position, that smirk of his returning to meet you. Even through the haze of comprehending what you just did to him, you still paused to admire the haunting beauty of his visage. He was all sharp angles and twisting lines carved from his ugly grin, but he was as alluring as the Bible wrote temptation would be. He was sin given a face.
The vampire propped himself onto his elbows, the movement bringing him close to you again and snapping you out of your momentary trance. He leaned up, the smirk pressing against the corner of your mouth, and he kissed your skin lightly as he murmured.
"And so the apprentice becomes the master."