Pain Is My Love Language

Happy endings do exist (Lemon/18+)

Alucard POV: 

I had used my shadows to lock the door to Integra's quarters, my hands were glued to Integra as she kissed me deeply. I unzipped her beautiful dress, and unhooked her bra, wasting no time in getting the irritating fabric out of this equation. I phased my clothes away, and moved us to the bed, her legs wrapping around my waist, fingers in my hair and her lips assaulting my neck, making me growl. I kissed her neck carefully, as to not bite her or draw blood. I couldn't risk that. 

" Vlad, I love you." 

" I love you too, draga mea."

I felt her body grind against me in need, the warmth of her life flush with the chilled nature of my frozen state. I gently nipped at her lips, careful to not drink from her.

"Vlad, I want you to drink from me."

"My bite would transform you, love. I can't do that, no matter how much I oh so desire to."

"There is more than one way to skin a cat, my king, or did you forget that?"

She gripped my hand, taking a nail and dragged it across her collarbone, her blood welling slightly along its curvature. I run my tongue along the weeping line, and it was the sweetest blood of my life, more delectable than any other I have tasted. I lapped hungrly at her, her moans of bliss were beautiful music to me. I let a bead of her life nectar trail down to her supple, soft, delicate bosom, and lapped at it, catching her nipple. The shiver of pleasure that coursed  through her body made mine long for hers.

" My queen, please allow me the simple, yet completely delectable treasure that is claiming you as mine."

" I have waited 6 years to hear those words. My body is yours, as is my heart, blood, soul, and mind, my Count."

" The same can be said of me to you. Mind you, this will hurt a small bit, and I can't help that fact."

I kiss her, trapping her lips with mine as I carefully push into her very virgin body, the groan and muffled scream of pain were mine to swallow. I dared myself not to move, her silent tears of pain made me feel hurt. I brush them away, tenderly kissing her now bruised lips and her soft cheeks while her body accumulated to mine.

" I think you should try moving, that does help with the pain, yes?"

" As you wish, my Queen."

With a steady, slow movement, I could feel her body begin to relax around me, her hips trying to meet mine. With her body now accustomed  to mine, I let myself plunge into the beautiful rapture that was claiming that of which was rightfully mine. Her moans and cries of pleasure was a symphony of no equal in beauty, the crescendo of her lovely sounds was reaching its peak, as was I.

With a roar and a ravished cry of ecstasy, we both reach for our finish, and I collapsed onto the bed next to Integra, instinctively catching my breath. Integra rolled over, tucking her head into my shoulder, her long locks cascading across our bodies, my ebony with her ivory mixing like the opposites we were.

" I love you, Vlad. I always have, and I always shall."

" And I will always say you were my mortal Queen, love."

" I wish to never leave your side. I'll name an heir to take my place come time, and I'll become your Queen."

" And I'll wait on bated breath until then. The next 30 years shall prove interesting, to say the least."

" Very interesting indeed, my love."

We both sighed deeply, using my shadows to cover us in the blanket under us, and for the next few moments, we stayed in blissful silence, until I could feel concern and curiosity fill the air.

" Vlad, are you able to produce offspring? Like have a damphyr child?"

" Only once every hundred years can I sire a child, but to do so could kill the mother. I have never had a child, not in that sense anyway. Why? Are you afraid of such an idea?"

" Not of the idea, just of the repercussions of said idea. If the Queen found out I was the mother to the first born child of Dracula, I very well could be put to death, or worse."

" What could be worse than the idea of you dying?"

" Her ordering your death and the child's by my own hand. I am the only one who truly knows how to destroy you. I could never kill my own child, let alone you."

Her eyes began to water at the horrid thought. I pulled her in and kissed her temple, enveloping her in my arms as a cage of safety.

" Integra, my Master, I would never let such a thing happen. You are the light in my hellish abyss of an exsistance. I love you beyond all measure."

" And I love you."

" Do you want to have a child to call our own?"

" I can't think of any higher pleasure."

" Really? I can make you feel a higher pleasure, should you merely wish it."

" My king, you scoundrel, show me such debauchery."

Our laughs mixed and echoed, and thus we began our new dance of love and threw our caution, and dignity, into the wind.