Alucard's Gale°Force (Hellsing/X-men)

Needs (21)

   Vlad stood up and stepped out just behind Gale. Her left hand fingers held the tips of his right hand fingers. The woman let go and crawled seductively onto the bed and rolled over to look at him. Her hair spread out on the bed and her right hip positioned to roll again and covered her pubic area but her breasts were completely exposed.

Vlad let a low growl out so as not to reveal his fangs but didn't think the woman heard it. Gale giggled as she in fact had heard the male sound of approval. He stalked onto the bed and settled on top of her, his legs straddled her hips.

In a low voice, "what was so funny about this woman?"

Gale smiled and kissed his lips. "Your growl...I have a primal love of growls is all…" She kissed his lips a second time.

Vlad placed his forearms next to her head and touched her nose with his. His eyes gazed into hers, he couldn't stop looking. Hers were the most beautiful he had seen in his time alive and long undead life. Too bad she was human and aging. Sentiment towards an aging pet is a nuisance.

His thumbs stroked her temples " This is not getting a massage done."

"It's still relaxing to me," Gale informed Vlad.

"Mmm, you smell good enough to eat," the Prince announced with a deep, sexy voice.

Vlad kissed her neck then licked her earlobe. He licked, kissed and blew breath on the wet spots. The vampire pressed his lips firmly to her cardiac artery and felt the pulse, slow and steady like a drum. He gave the spot a nip and then pressed lips again to her throat to feel it had sped up a little. Vlad nibbled on her earlobe once more and then growled in her ear. The placement of his mouth again on her artery to feel her heartbeat racing even more.

"What are you doing prince?" Gale said.

"I have sensitive lips and I am feeling your pulse change with certain affectionate gestures," his mouth smirked then a low rumbling growl left the man, that one feels a split second, before one hears it.

Gale pretended not to be concerned but that sounded like something Alucard could do. Could Alucard alter his features too?  How did he manage to not have red eyes?  The woman was becoming more concerned that Vlad was Alucard and messing with her mind. Dracula is Alucard backwards but body shape and accent. Vlad Draghescu could be an alias as it's V. D. The few paintings of Vlad were questionable in his lifetime. The most famous one was sixty years old after he died.

"You know what, I'm ready for you to do the massage," Gale told Vlad.

At this point there was a light tap to the door. "Enter..." Vlad stated.

A beautiful black haired woman smiled and sat a covered tray on the nearest table. Vlad nodded his head to say thank you and looked down at Gale.

"Do you trust me?" he asked.

"Aah, to a certain area extent, why?" Gale replied confused.

"Either you do or don't... which is it?"

"Can I have more details?" Gale said.

"Draga mea, there is a reward but I want you to trust me," Vlad said in a serious tone.

"Other spots would make you unable to resist me?" Vlad asked with mischief in his eyes.

Gale hummed a little, "No, not going to make this easy for you."

"Suit yourself draga mea," Vlad said. "Sit up and I will work on your shoulders."

As Gale sat up, the Prince walked over, grabbed the dark red, almost black rose and the covered food platter. Under the platter were three red silk scarves that were to be part of the 'trust' me. He tucked them under the pillow, perhaps in a little bit the scarves would be useful.