Sands of Time (Hellsing•AU)

Preparations (39)

•Public sex

Vlad put Ylva in the bed then formed his clothes. He locked the door when he left her room. The vampire crossed the lobby for the outside door. John stopped in front of him and had a sword in his hand. Vlad changed to his Alucard look effortlessly, then grabbed the man's arm with the sword.

"Stay away from her, monster! I'll kill you if you have hurt her badly!" John yelled as he was trying to be brave and protect her from Alucard.

Alucard pulled his head up to John's right ear, "Human I do as I please. She's mine and there is nothing you can do. So put that down before you hurt yourself."

He ground his teeth and made a final statement of intent. "She had better be at the formal ball or people will go missing, until she is returned to me."

John let out a gasp as Alucard created a portal and left the manor. John would never be the same. It was as if the very devil himself, had manifested before him, then gave him the rape face look. He would never feel safe again.

It was just after noon time when John got Lilly's room unlocked. She was curled up, in bed with Vlad's shirt, on her. He cringed and tried to stay calm as he went to wake her.

"Lilly, hon, time to get up."

She moaned and opened her eyes. She saw the look on his face, "What happened?"

"He tricked me, he took you in the center of the maze..." his voice was shaky.

"Yes, Vlad and I fucked in the maze. Kinky but not that kinky. Why were you there too?" she raised an eyebrow. "So?"

"He bit you and fed on you!" he sputtered.

"What?"

She looked down, as her breast was only tender but no bite mark was left.

"Fuck! I am going to impale that son of bitch and then spend a year in sunny Egypt! Now see why I didn't like the book? He is the one that broke my heart with his three mooing cows, for wives!" As her tirade ended, John saw her golden aura run down her body and glyphs on her skin glowed.

"Then what are you?" John gasped.

"That's a long story for you  humans..." she replied.

"How long?" John whined.

"Roughly 4,000 years, give or take a few..." she shrugged her shoulders. "John let me get dressed and we will go somewhere for lunch. I will have plenty of time to get ready for the ball..."

Her friend sputtered,"But... you have to leave now!"

"Thank you, for trying to protect me but he has tasted my blood. I'm sure he threatened you and others, if I don't go to the ball, he said a cruel death," she sighed.

"Is he really the impaler?" John's eyes rolled at this question of his.

"Yes I met the man that twisted him, the Sultan too..."

"No...you did? Really?" John shook his head.

Ylva/Lillia nodded her head for a nonverbal yes.

The blonde woman took a hot bath with rose petals and then dressed. She styled her hair partially up with a couple of pink tea roses. Her dress was a beaded art nouveau dress from the 1900's. It had been made for her and was also custom fitted. The early 1900's were fairly low key and simple for her to blend it.

~Time Skip 1476~

As her hand skimmed the water, she thought back to when her and Vlad would exercise the horses in the summer. They also practiced honing their weapon skills. The visir had made a set date in September, to meet the Sultan. There was a favorite spot, where a small lake was fed by a fast running steam. On hot days, the two would strip down and go for a swim. The couple would just lay in the long grass, to let the sun dry, their skin. He loved to stroke her hair as she slept on her stomach. Vlad felt the safest with her. She didn't lie or use politics to get her way. She was simple and fiercely loyal to him. He knew his Úlfhéðnar would die for him, without thinking.