Integra Arrived First
“May I ask what persuaded you to allow me-,”
“No,” Integra said sharply before Alucard could go on one of his purple prose descriptions of what she had requested he do. “You will perform the task at hand to the best of your ability and nothing more.” The truth was that she had finally realized that endorphins relieved stress, and no one needed that more than she did. Unfortunately, she was in no fit state to see to herself, so she’d have to request Alucard’s assistance. She had stripped down to her undergarments and sat down on the bed. “Get on with it.”
“Now, now, Master. Impatience will only make it take longer.” Integra rolled her eyes and sighed as he continued. “I have no problems with diving right in, but I wouldn’t be living up to my duty if I didn’t ensure your own pleasure.” Frustrated, she threw up her hands.
“Do whatever you must; just try to make it quick, I have to get back to-,” She found herself silenced by Alucard’s lips pressed against her own. It occurred to her that this was actually her first kiss. She’d never taken an interest in such frivolous things as kissing before. It felt nicer than she had imagined it would. Nonetheless, she pulled away. “What on Earth are you doing?” she deadpanned.
“Preparing you, Master,” he replied, grinning his ever-present grin. “As I said, it won’t work nearly as well without some…warming up.”
“Very well,” Integra said decisively. “Carry on.” At her request, Alucard planted another soft kiss onto her lips. His flesh was so much cooler than her own, she noticed as he slowly opened his mouth against hers. She felt his hand brush up against her own neck, and then pull her in more deeply. Despite the alarm bells that went off in her mind when she felt Alucard touch her neck, she was surprised to find that she was enjoying herself. She began to open her own lips in time with Alucard’s, each time a little wider and a little harder. As Alucard slipped the tip of his long, pointed tongue into her own mouth, Integra became aware of a relatively unfamiliar throbbing feeling in her lower regions. It was a feeling she hadn’t had since early adolescence, from reading a few of the racier classics in what little spare time she had.
His thumb traced across her cheek as their tongues mingled slowly. Integra’s heart was suddenly, and quite without her permission, racing. She could feel Alucard’s free hand on her back; gentle at first and then holding her tightly to him, as though he felt she might vanish if he let her go. There was a small movement from this hand, and suddenly she felt her brassiere go slack. She pulled away from the kiss to ask Alucard what he thought he was doing, but he gently put a finger to her lips.
“You told me to do whatever I must.” She looked at him with the utmost skepticism. “I’ll do nothing you won’t approve of,” he added, and with that, slipped a hand up into one of the cups from underneath. The throbbing feeling in her underwear only grew stronger. Alucard leaned forward, eyes upon her neck.
“Don’t you dare,” Integra growled.
“I won’t. Trust me, Master.” And with that, he advanced upon her neck, showing surprising restraint by merely kissing it in the same manner he had been kissing her mouth. She was taken aback by how good it felt. Her head tilted backwards and she took a sharp breath. Integra squeezed her legs shut and, for reasons she didn’t quite understand, began to rub her thighs together like a cricket’s.
Alucard pulled away from her neck and looked at her hungrily. For a moment, she didn’t seem to notice, but then she looked at him with the tiniest hint of disappointment in her eyes.
“Why did you-?” He silenced her with another quick kiss.
“You’re ready,” he whispered in her ear. “Lie down.” Before she could chastise him for the command, he had swept her up into his arms and gently laid her down. Gliding his hands down her body, he made his way to her feet, and settled himself between her long legs. He removed her panties and placed them on the floor, careful to make sure the maxi pad stuck inside didn’t touch the carpet. Bliss overcame him as he surveyed the landscape of Integra’s body before him. Deep red stained her innermost thighs and her soft lower lips. The scent alone thrilled Alucard beyond compare. Menstrual blood by its nature was somewhat stale, and usually fairly unpalatable. That of a virgin, however, still retained some of those delicate notes that made it so pleasing to the vampire tongue to begin with, and Integra’s blood was a particularly delicious blend.
“If my sheets get stained-,” he could hear Integra warning, but she stopped when he took a tuft of her hair between his teeth and began to suckle the trace amounts of blood off of it. Sure enough, her blood still kept some of the same sweetness that had woken him from his dormancy years ago. He pulled back to train his tongue on the blood on her thighs. He worked slowly and systematically; bringing his tongue teasingly close to her most intimate parts, but always stopping right where her thigh ended and her womanhood began. He could feel her flexing her leg muscles in anticipation, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw her hand grasp at the sheet beneath her. Emboldened by this, he moved on to her outer lips, running his tongue against them in short strokes. Beyond the sound of her ragged breathing, there was silence.
Integra threw her head back again as Alucard worked over her. She had not imagined that something that sounded so revolting to her would ever bring her such elation. He moved on to her inner lips, teasing ever-so-slightly at her slit and what she assumed had to be her clitoris. She had never paid much attention to her feminine parts; now she felt as if she wanted all of Alucard’s attention lavished on them for until the end of time. Of course, it had to be that exact moment that Alucard chose to stop and pull back slightly.
“Master,” he said, looking up at her with half-lidded eyes, “I want to hear how much you enjoy this. I want to hear you moan in pleasure.” This had the exact opposite of its desired effect, because Integra could never seem to avoid playing right into Alucard’s ridiculous power games. She tried to reign in any signs that she was enjoying this at all. She even attempted to breathe normally, although that was obviously a lost cause. It was all she could do to keep a mostly-straight face.
Alucard knew exactly what she was doing, and he loved every bit of it. She was unremitting in her mastery. Nonetheless, he would extract what he wanted from her. He plunged his tongue into her, licking up every drop of blood he could from inside of her. She jumped slightly at first, but beyond that, continued her façade of feeling nothing. Alucard, however, was no quitter.
Integra tried her hardest to hide her ecstasy from him. Her hands were shaking very slightly as she felt his tongue move around in places she had never even thought of. She bit her lip and swallowed hard in an attempt to keep control. Despite her best efforts, her body relented, and a small noise, halfway between a moan and a whimper, finally escaped from between her clenched teeth.
This tiny sound sent Alucard into a frenzy. The speed and voraciousness of his motions doubled, somehow without losing their accuracy. Integra gasped sharply and arched her back at the sudden increase in intensity. If this was her reward for bending before him, then she was glad to have lost this particular power struggle, and would, in fact, encourage it. As Alucard lapped ravenously at her clit, she let out a louder, straining groan. He responded with a throaty sound of his own; almost like a purr. Suddenly, she understood why Alucard had requested to hear her react to his touch, as it served only to increase her pleasure. She arched her back further, her breasts pointing skyward, shouting and gasping with every taste Alucard took. The thrill was so overwhelming she felt she could not possibly contain it in her own body, and she writhed even as it still increased. Again she bit her bottom lip, this time out of fervor rather than restraint. Alucard showed no signs of slowing down, and seemed to be as enraptured as she was. Her teeth broke the skin on her bottom lip, and she opened her mouth to cry out.
“Alucard, oh g-,” the rest turned to gibberish as the euphoria removed her ability to form coherent words. Alucard’s hands gripped her thighs tightly, fingers shaking. His movements became less precise, but somehow even more pleasurable. “Alucard,” she called again, grasping at the edge of her mattress. She could feel the rapturous sensations approaching a high point she hadn’t thought possible. “Alucard, oh, Alucard,” she repeated, lifting herself up slightly as the intensity of his touch grew with every repetition of his name. All of a sudden, she felt an explosion of ecstasy and warmth overtake her whole body; the epicenter between her legs. She cried out wordlessly and pushed Alucard away gently as she seized. Waves of tingling aftershock passed over her as she attempted to catch her breath. With her eyes shut tightly, she could feel Alucard climb atop her urgently. When she opened her eyes to look again, he was staring her in the face.
“Integra,” he panted desperately, taking his chin in her hand and kissing her deeply, suckling from her bitten and bloody lip. As he pulled away, he collapsed onto Integra’s chest with a shudder.
The two sat in silence for a moment, still reeling from orgasmic bliss. “You need to get back to work,” Alucard reminded her weakly.
“It can wait,” she replied.