Hellsing Fan Fiction ❯ F^3 Hellsing ❯ Blood Bath ( Chapter 3 )

F^3 Hellsing

By: bsmart (a.k.a. Tiek Mo Shet)

Disclaimer: Why the hell am I writing this? Nobody reads them and they have no legal weight. It's a complete waste of time and bandwidth and yet I'm still typing. If you're under the legal age where ever you are don't read this, but since you're going to anyways at least don't let your mommy catch you. This fic is very much NC-17.

Note: This is a manga continuity fic. If you've only seen the show then you might be a little lost.

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Chapter 3: Blood Bath

Ceres strode quickly through the halls of the Hellsing manor, her hair was more of a mess then it usually was, her shirt had several small tears in it, and there was a small cut on her knee that wasn't bleeding. Her haggard appearance was belied by the smile on her face; a fact didn't go unnoticed by the resident butler.

"You seem to be in excellent spirits for someone who has spent her entire day in the shoot house training raw recruits." Ceres answered Walter with a knowing smile. "In fact, you've been in an excellent mood for the last three weeks." The light chuckle this statement elicited caused Walter's right eyebrow to creep towards the ceiling. "Lady Integra has also been requesting that I change the sheets on her bed almost daily. I don't suppose you would have any knowledge as to why?"

"Eeep! I…uh…I have no idea."

Walter gave her a small smile out of the corner of his mouth before continuing, "Well I didn't think you would, I just hope the good humor she's been experiencing will last."

"I'm sure it will. I, I need to get going," Ceres replied as she quickly made her way into the manor's great hall and down the stairs that led to her room.

Walter smiled slightly as he went back to his daily chores.

The warm water felt wonderful to Ceres as it splashed across her face, `I'm glad some things are still the same,' she thought as she cleaned herself up for bed. Her vampirism had had many unexpected side effects, `They never mentioned most of this in the movies or the books she thought. Like my reaction to Lady Integra's blood.' She'd already had a lot of experience with that reaction over the last three weeks. `Integra likes to use that pen knife of hers, she's pricked herself every other time I've spent the night,' she thought as she rinsed the gun smoke residue out of her hair. `Not that I don't enjoy it, I'm just glad I've learned to control it a little.'

`I better hurry up,' she thought as she pulled on a loose pair of pajama pants in addition to her cutoff t-shirt, `I don't want to be late. The last time I didn't show up she wasn't happy.' For the first week of their, relationship, Integra had sent word through Walter to have her meet in Integra's room. The first night Walter hadn't come Ceres had stayed in her room imagining the worst, until Integra had walked through her door just after midnight.

"Why haven't you come to my room yet?"

"Ma'am," Ceres hesitated for a moment, "Walter didn't tell me to come."

"Well then, unless you're ordered otherwise consider it a standing order that you sleep in my room now," and with that she turned and left.

`That night she didn't use the knife, she was actually really sweet,' she thought as she replayed the rest of the night in her head. Glancing over at the clock she decided, `If I hurry up I can make it in time for dinner.' The corridors of the manor were deserted at this time of night, the only people who had any reason to be there were Integra, Ceres, Walter, and Alucard and since Walter surely knew about them and Alucard couldn't care less what she was doing she strode confidently through the empty halls and up the stairs to Integra's quarters. A light knock was the only thing she used to announce her entrance. `I hope dinner's ready, I'm hungry.'

Ceres had been gotten used to entering Integra's room when it was fully lit, the single soft dim light that was lit now did little to dispel the shadows enveloping the room. The uncertainty of the situation kicked in Ceres' more deeply ingrained reflexes. "Lady Integra," she called softly. No sooner had the last syllable left her mouth then her enhanced hearing picked up a slight clinking noise from the direction of the bathroom. "Hello?" `Why's the door to the bathroom closed if there isn't a light on,' she wondered as she approached the door. "Is anyone in there?" Ceres gripped the door handle and almost immediately most of her questions were answered, the door was harder then usual to open since it now seemed to have something attached to it's bottom which seemed to prevent any of candle light in the bathroom from leaking under the door, there were candles, everywhere, covering every surface, the top of the counter, the back of the toilet, the shelves, everywhere.

These facts only registered on the periphery of Ceres' mind as the rest of it was short circuited by the scent that immediately hammered any conscious thought out of her mind. Blood, specifically Integra's blood. The problem was that the scent was so powerful that it completely swamped her instincts leaving her standing there numbly as the door completed the journey she had sent it on revealing the reason for the smell.

Integra Hellsing was reclining in her bathtub, smiling over a glass of champagne at Ceres. Arrayed around the edges of the very large circular tub were glass dishes filled with various meats, cheese, and vegetables. The contents of one dish in particular managed to fight its way through to register on Ceres, strawberries, dozens of big red strawberries, a delight she hadn't been able to partake of in months. In all it was quite the sight and it was something that would have put Ceres heart in her throat all on its own. It was the final detail of the scene that shut down Ceres' brain.

Integra's bathtub, the one she was in far enough to conceal her breasts, was filled with Integra's own blood. Her right arm emerged from the bath, streamers of the red liquid running down her arm, to take the champagne glass from the left and she asked, "Do you like my little present Ceres? I went to a lot of trouble to arrange it."

Trouble only barely conveyed the true nature of the problem of obtaining seventy gallons of blood for her little scheme. In the end she had simply ordered the medical techs to turn over the blood to her and to mind their own business. Naturally they protested, she was asking for most of the organization's contingency supply, but in the end a quick reminder of who signed their paychecks silenced their qualms. Even if it had come out of a machine, it was still hers, in a way. Walter had helped her move the load back to her room but she had taken care of the rest.

Immediately after reviving Alucard it became obvious that unless a way could be found to synthesize Integra's blood there would be no way to sustain him. Even with a reckless schedule of drawing a pint every two weeks they were barely able to kept him functional. A young scientist who was now the Hellsing Organization's chief doctor had come up with the idea of extracting some of her bone marrow, using it as a seed to grow more and then sustaining the mass with a network of pumps while it made more blood. The initial batch only lasted five weeks but it managed to produce seven pints of blood in that time. Successive batches lasted longer and had higher yields; the current batch of marrow had been replicated from a seed sample extracted more then two years ago and was producing forty pints a week. The harvested blood was treated with anti-coagulants and agents to make it less susceptible to temperature changes. In Integra's mind the pain of the marrow extractions was more then offset by how rarely they had to be performed, and now she had another reason to put up with it, the look on Ceres' face was priceless. "Well?"

Ceres' mouth hung open limply, occasionally trying to form words that refused to come.

"I'll take that as a yes," Integra said before taking another sip of her drink, "So, are you going to stand there or are you going to join me?"

Overjoyed at having a task she could perform Ceres quickly striped off her clothes and in her haste she tore her shirt slightly. She quickly clambered over the granite steps to the tub and paused at the top. Hesitantly she lowered her right foot into the blood, shivering as she felt it slide into the thick liquid, `This really is what it looks like.' Ceres inhaled deeply as she slid lower and the blood caressed her stomach, a part of her that had been overwhelmed to begin with was starting to reawaken.

Integra gestured to the dishes surrounding the tub, "I thought we could have dinner in here."

"Sounds good," said Ceres. She stood up and leaned over Integra to pluck a strawberry out of a bowl behind her boss' head, behind Integra's head she noticed Integra's favorite toy, her silver pen knife.

Integra found herself staring at Ceres' breasts as the blood flowed down them. "You have a bowl of them on your side," she said half heartedly.

Ceres sat down and swirled the strawberry in the tub before bringing it almost to her lips, "I know," and with that she bit into the piece of fruit. `Gods that tastes good,' she thought as the sweetness of the fruit and the coppery tang of the blood danced across her taste buds. When she opened her eyes she saw Integra drinking her champagne and desperately trying not to stare her. Ceres smiled and dropped the stem on the edge of the tub before reaching around and grabbing another one from her bowl.

The time passed quietly as the two women enjoyed their dinner, while both of them had nearly the same menu there were some subtle differences; where as Integra had finely grilled chunks of beef, Ceres had nearly raw hunks. Both took great joy in feeding the other as they sat and dined in silence, Ceres would slide over and place a piece of apple in Integra's mouth, allowing her finger to rest on her tongue longer the was necessary. Integra would dip a piece of beef into the tub and smear the morsel across Ceres lips before allowing the girl to eat it. As Ceres swallowed a final blood soaked piece of cake she began to slide one foot up Integra's leg and smiled suggestively at her. "Dinner was wonderful, now how about some dessert?"

"Oh, and what did you have in mind my little vampire?"

In truth Ceres wasn't entirely sure what she had in mind, `I want to just screw her brains out,' she thought, `but I also want…I want more blood, fresh blood, blood from her body.' Ceres' face retained its self confident mask as she mentally recoiled from the thought. `After all this I still want more? This isn't good enough for me? No, it is, I want something else. I…I want to feed, from her.' As she thought the words they made perfect sense, `I want to feed from her, more then that, I want her to offer herself to me willingly. I want…her.'

Ceres stood up and leaned towards Integra, "I want you," she cast a long glance at the pen knife, "to feed me."

"After all this," Integra's voice took on a hard tone, "you want more?"

"No, I don't think I'll feel the thirst again for quite a while. What I want is you." Ceres felt like a damn was bursting inside her, "I want you to feed me, not because you need me strong, not to make me assertive, and not because you don't want me to go biting somebody else to keep from starving. I want you to feed me because you care."

Integra stared up at Ceres, `Do I care, officer Victoria is a pleasant diversion but…what?' Without even realizing it she had picked up her knife and had already extended the blade. For a moment she held the instrument millimeters above the skin of her left palm but she quickly realized that she had already made her decision, but before she could slice open her palm Ceres placed her hand over Integra's.

"You don't need to do that."

Ceres wasn't really trying to hold Integra's hand still and consequently the head of Hellsing was able to slip it free and run the edge of her blade across the tip of her left pointer finger. "I want to do it." As her blood began to well up Integra lifted her finger towards Ceres mouth and allowed her to suckle. Two thoughts ran through her mind as she felt Ceres' tongue begin to play over her digit, a mother suckling her child, and the memory of the first time she had fed Ceres, for some reason the two suddenly seemed to go together.

Far sooner then Integra had expected Ceres released her finger and pulled Integra up out of the tub. Ceres immediately latched onto one of her lover's breasts and began cleaning the blood off of it. She rapidly swirled her tongue across the pale white flesh collecting every drop of hemoglobin she could find, she only sucked on Integra's nipple for a second before sliding up and cleaning off her shoulder.

"My aren't we enthusiastic," Integra chuckled.

Ceres only responded with a half hearted grumble as she ran her face through Integra's blood soaked hair. `Her hair smells much better when it actually smells like something,' Ceres thought, `Whatever she usually washes her hair with has no smell.' She moved quickly around Integra's neck and down to her other breast..

"Maybe you should slow dow…..ohhhhhhh," Integra began to suggest as Ceres moved lower, the vampiress responded with an annoyed grunt before she hoisted Integra up onto the tub's side, spread her legs, and dove in. Integra was used to Ceres' enthusiasm when she had the smell of blood in her brain but the voraciousness with which she was currently being assaulted far exceeded what had gone before, Ceres seemed to be literally trying to consume her. When Ceres tongue stiffened and thrust into her Integra fell backwards knocking a bowl of pineapple wedges into the tub.

Ceres was too intent on what she was doing to notice Integra's moans, and she used her strength to keep Integra's hips exactly where she wanted them. Any time she felt the blood coating Integra's sex start to thin she scooped more out of the tub and drizzled it across Integra's vagina. Ceres kept up her attack until she tasted Integra's orgasm in her mouth and felt her legs tense against her, satisfied that she had pleased Integra Ceres took another deep lick of Integra's sex before sliding up and delivering a deep open kiss to the blonde.

Integra had first learned to appreciate her own taste over the last few weeks, she had had too, Ceres seemed to take a perverse pleasure in kissing her immediately after licking her to orgasm, and she especially enjoyed the coppery tang that Ceres mouth added to her taste. Slowly Ceres questing tongue began to cease its rampage, and as she eased it out she captured Integra's bottom lip between her teeth. For a moment Ceres teased the captured flesh with her tongue before slowly releasing it, she placed a light kiss on Integra's lips before Integra felt Ceres begin to settle on top of her, "Ceres, is everything alright?"

Ceres snuggled deeper into Integra's bosom and let out a happy, "mmmhmmm."

While Integra idly stroked her lover's hair she remembered why there were there, "This was supposed to be for you, you know."

"Thank you."

"I meant…"

Ceres rotated her head so she could look up at Integra, "I know what you meant, thank you," Ceres scooped a little of the tubs contents into her mouth and said through bloody lips, "It's the best gift I've ever gotten."

"If you'll stop interrupting me I'll see if I can make it better."

The heavy lidded look in Integra's eyes raised her interest enough that when Integra tried to roll her off of her she let her. Integra rested on her side propping her head up with one arm as the other searched behind her back and out of Ceres' sight. Integra's eyes flashed as she located what she was looking for.

`Let's see how you like this,' Integra thought as she lifted one of her legs up. She watched Ceres' eyes lock onto the strawberry she slowly pulled from behind her back, her eyes never left the piece of fruit as it made its way between Integra's legs. When Integra moaned lightly as the berry penetrated her she saw Ceres lightly lick her lips, `Enjoying the view police officer?' Satisfied that the strawberry was adequately coated Integra withdrew it and dipped it into the tub. Ceres watched enraptured as Integra brought it to her lips and gave it a quick peck before smearing the strawberry across the vampire's lips. "Open up," Integra whispered smokily.

Ceres parted her lips and closed her eyes; she wanted to focus exclusively on the treat that was invading her mouth. Ceres bit down onto the piece of fruit and sighed as she tasted her three favorite flavors mixed together. She had barely swallowed the first when she felt Integra pressing another against her lips. Integra kept feeding Ceres until her dish was empty. When no more fruit presented itself Ceres opened her eyes, "Sorry," Integra said, "all gone."

Ceres gave her a little smile before plucking a slice of apple from one of the bowls and giving it a dip into her wetness. Integra happily took the first slice Ceres fed her but only allowed her vampiress to feed her one more before she slipped back into the tub and slid between Ceres' thighs. When she was sure that Ceres could see what she was doing Integra leaned over to Ceres left thigh and began to slowly lick off the small drops of blood still clinging to it.

`She's, she's…oh my gaaawwddd,' Ceres thought as she shivered under the stimulation. She groaned as she felt Integra move to her other thigh and suck hard to remove a particularly large drop of blood, "Lady Integrahhh!" Her question turned into an exclamation when Integra rapidly ran her tongue the length of Ceres leg and across her nub.

"No questions, just enjoy it," with a slow and deliberate tenderness Integra began to stroke the outer edges of Ceres sex with her tongue. When Ceres began to squirm Integra held her down and started to slide her tongue between the lips of Ceres' sex, it only took a few moments before Ceres lost enough control to begin using her full strength to break Integra's hold on her and begin to grind her sex into Integra's face.

Integra knew from their previous encounters that there was no way she could actually control the vampire when she began to act like this, instead she did her best to work with it. When Ceres ground into her she applied her tongue harder, stroking at her clit, and when she pulled back she lightly licked around the perimeter. Ceres' over stimulated body quickly began to overload and within moments she screamed in her release.

"Did you enjoy that?"

A goofy smile was affixed to Ceres face and she merely nodded.

"Very good," Integra responded as she stood up and pulled Ceres to her feet, "let's get cleaned up." Ceres followed Integra's lead, too relaxed to care as she was lead to the glass block shower. Integra turned on the water and pushed Ceres into the stream, "I'll join you in a moment."

Ceres relaxed under the stream allowing the warm water to begin to clean off the blood. A quick examination of the toiletries rack confirmed that the only thing Integra had were the odorless concoctions she used to clean herself, `I wonder if she has anything else,' Ceres thought before striding into the open drying area of the roman shower, "Integra, do you have any….AHHHHH!"

Integra was standing in the middle of the bathroom floor, a small puddle of blood beginning to pool around her feet, in front of her stood Walter and from the looks of things she had interrupted a conversation. "Yes?"

Ceres dove back into the fully enclosed section of the shower and stuck her head out, "I'm…I….uh…umm….I was…wondering if you had anything besides your normal shamp…," Ceres trailed off as she felt every last drop of blood in her body migrate to her face.

"As a matter of fact I do." Integra reached into a bag Ceres hadn't noticed being on the counter before she had entered the shower and retrieved a bottle which she tossed Ceres' way."

"This is…"

"It's your shampoo; I took the liberty of having Walter retrieve it."

"Uhh…thank you Walter."

Walter smiled and gave her a gracious little bow, "You're welcome."

Ceres ducked back into the shower and tried to relax, she had given Walter a show and she could still see Integra and him through the walls of the shower, she turned around and tried to forget about the butler just a few feet from her. She was so intent on washing her hair that she missed Integra's entrance. "Oh, Integra, I didn't see," Ceres gaze drifted back to the area outside the shower, "come….what's Walter still doing in here," she whispered.

"He's cleaning the bathroom of course," Integra replied nonchalantly as she reached for the soap.

"But does he have to do it while we're in here?"

"Yes, the blood must be dealt with immediately, why does his presence bother you so?"

"I just…I've never been naked in front of a man before."

"Really," Integra smiled as she washed her arms. "Well, Walter has practically raised me; I suppose I don't think anything of it anymore."

Ceres watched Integra wash for a moment, casting the occasional glace through the glass blocks at the dark form of the butler moving about his work, when poured a bit of shampoo into her hands she asked, "Why did Walter bring my shampoo with him?"

"I took the liberty of having Walter move your things into my suite while we were occupied."

"My…things?"

"Your clothes, toiletries, odds and ends," Integra paused when she saw the shocked look on Ceres face, "Is…that alright," she asked hesitantly. When Ceres didn't respond she continued, "I just assumed that since you're drinking blood now you no longer need to sleep in your coffin and you already spend almost every night in my room anyways…." Integra trailed off before continuing in her usual confident voice, "I apologize, I'll have Walter remove your things as soon as we get out."

"No, no, please don't, you just surprised me, that's all. I've never…I didn't think you'd want everyone to know about…us."

Integra continued to wash herself, finishing the job before answering, "Our relationship isn't precisely a secret, Walter tells me that it is already well known to the majority of the organization. I see no reason not to acknowledge it, continuing to try to hide it would be to suggest that we have something to be ashamed of."

"I just don't want you to get in trouble for being with another woman is all."

"Actually I would think my being with a vampire would have been a bigger problem."

The rest of the bath passed quietly as they took turns bathing each other, when they were finished Ceres stepped out hesitantly and found all traces of their escapade missing, the candles, the food, the blood, everything was gone. "Walter does magnificent work doesn't he? Now, time for bed." As Integra pulled her into the bedroom Ceres noticed that all the little items that had formerly decorated her room were now strewn around Integra's room, blending in with the previous décor. Integra led Ceres to the bed and pulled her in after her.

Ceres smiled as she felt Integra wrap her arms around her, "Yes, I can definitely get used to this."

Author's Notes (a.k.a. My feeble attempt to explain away how much this sucked.) V1 Beta

Acknowledgements:

Lighthawk - My prereader, who subjected himself to this crap more frequently then is probably healthy.

Notes:

1) Well she's not going to wear her uniform to bed, she's gotta wear something.

2) This is the idea that spawned this whole series. I've tried to solve some of the serious practical problems of the set up, namely where all the blood came from, and I'm just going to ignore some of the stranger ones like, would the blood screw up the bath's pumps. The blood machine is my own invention, if there's anything to medically wrong with it let me know, I tried to come up with something that sounds plausible.

3) When Ceres sits down to eat in the manga she has a large spread in front of her in addition to the blood.

4) Honestly this was never supposed to get this sappy, I just started writing and it happened that way.

5) This might be the last of the series, it might not. This is a decent place to just call it a day and let it stop, but there's at least two other females I'd want to bring in given the opportunity, Rip and Yomiko/Yume. We'll see how it goes.

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