§eri@l (Vlad/ Alucard-Hellsing)

Jac is (7)

Liliana shook her head about Alucard. Perhaps it was time to reevaluate his threat level? He was giving hints and she didn't like the hints.  She needed to talk, to Seras, on his harassment. How could he be interested?

He was handsome and experienced versus young with no experience and plain but ol notch in the bedpost thing, maybe. He couldn't have missed the scars. She didn't think, he overlooked anything. How was she going to ever be intimate, when the man sees scars, another man put on her?

The shower felt good, nothing like a warm one on a cold night. Lana bent over to wash her hair and sensed someone was watching. She finished her hair and shut the water off. The profiler wrapped a towel around her body and one for her hair. The feeling didn't leave.

Lana entered the bedroom but saw nothing. Alucard was indeed in her room. His shadows concealed him, but her instincts were sharp. The girl was getting nervous, so Liliana turned the overhead light on in her bedroom. That forced the vampire to head to the office but then she turned that overhead light on.

He phased to the now dark bathroom. Damn! She was persistent on checking her surroundings. How did she end up getting captured if she trained in hand to hand, excellent shooting and kept her head? The killer did something to lower her awareness. Originally, he wanted to see all of her scars, that made her, so self-conscious. Turning all the lights on, did proceed, to show them.

There where ones from a razor, along the edge of her breasts, that ran up to her armpits. Next, he saw razor cuts, but in threes, on the point of each hip bone. A half tribal sun was branded, just above her pubic hair. That had to have been extremely painful. It was a wonder; it had not gotten infected. His fingers flexed, at the thought of stroking her hair there and licking the brand.

It was actually a big turn on, the brand.

Lana was satisfied no one was in the room, so dried off. She bent over and dried her hair. Her butt was to the bathroom, so Alucard saw, the rest of the scars. He wasn't sure the language but thought runes, branded just above her hips.

The Vampire King was not the type, to be bothered about another's pain or suffering, but this did bother him. She wasn't a stunner, for beauty, but cute. She had large breasts, that would fit nicely in his large hands and wide hips, that balanced her out. The kind of hips a man would grab, to fuck her, from behind.

She was way 'doable' to him.

Her body had felt good against him. Perhaps, he would let her be in charge, until he turned the tables. He just needed, to help boost her image, of how attractive she was. She needed to realize he was genuinely, interested in her.

Lana's phone rang and she answered it, "Hello, Dr. Draghicescu speaking..."

"Dr. Draghicescu, Scotland Yard needs you to come to the station. There's been another killing. The body was moved, but the autopsy is tomorrow morning at 9am."

"I'm on my way now, thank you Detective Edwards." Lana was now smiling.

Alucard had phased down to his room and sat on his throne. His somewhat perverted mind went through scenarios how to convince her why he was the one to bed her and not some stupid male human.  He heard her leave her room. It was 10pm, where was she going? Better follow her, encase another murder and she was not careful, at the crime scene. Alucard heard Walter toss keys to Liliana and her boots stomping across the floor to the garage.

The garage opened and Lana was driving a black jaguar, aggressively. Alucard changed form, to a swarm of bats and pursued her. The profiler drove for thirty minutes and then drove to the parking garage, closest. A guard let her park. The girl jogged to the front door of Scotland Yard. It was a madhouse, in there.