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Integra grimaced.

"No, absolutely not." She so confidently stated in a so 'matter of factly' tone as her feet dangled from the edge of her seat upon the kitchen counter.

Alucard smirked at his young master, dutifully holding the spoon filled with the viscous purple liquid firmly with the patience of Father Time himself.

His usual smirk, reminiscent of a villain from a renaissance painting, stretched and twisted his already malicious narrow face with glee as he watched his master from behind the spoon.

His young master was sick, over the past week she'd been nursing an awful cough and subsequently,had also been depriving her poor vampire of precious hours of sleep.

"Sir Integra, if you don't drink this soon I won't be able to be called a vampire anymore with the hours this illness of yours is keeping me to.." He mocked in his deep voice.

"Do I look like I give a damn about your bloody sleeping habits, Alucard?!"
She snapped as she leaned back against the cabinet behind her. Regarding his hand with the spoon suspiciously.

He stifled a yawn as his tired red eyes flicked up to the clock above his master's head.

It was ten past nine.

If Alucard was not so amused by his young master's rather childish display of refusal he would have slumped away to his coffin by now.

"Open wide."
He stated and waited as he watched her face go from irritation to infuriation at the statement. Just as she opened her mouth, to what Alucard was certain would be a beautifully eloquent Monolouge about their master - servant relationship, he shoved the spoon full of purple liquid into her unprotected mouth.

Her blue eyes widened considerably as she made a strangled gulping noise. Alucard watched, his sharp teeth gleaming in the low light as he smiled widely in victory.

As soon as he removed the spoon, the pissed and reluctant teenager glared icily at her servant.

"Bastard." She mumbled and she made sickening noises at the foul taste on her tongue.

She jumped off the counter and pointed to her fridge, "grab me a cola from the fridge, Alucard."

At this the vampire who had been silently regarding his master chuckled darkly.

"What is it?" She snapped as she looked up at him.

"A spoon full of sugar, Sir Integra ."

She frowned at the reference and jabbed her already pointed finger at the fridge with more emphasis.

"Soda. Now."

It was almost imperceptible, because as soon as the words left Integra's mouth his hand had gripped her chin and his nose was lightly pressed against her own.

"We're out of soda, sir integra."

And before she could do anything more than stutter and gape at her vampire's forwardness.

Alucard was pressing his lips to her own softly. His eyes slipped closed momentarily, as he savored the moment he'd been pining for. How long had he waited? He mused as he kissed her with more tenderness than he thought he was capable of.

God, she tasted good, he thought. Steading himself he leaned over her and placed a hand on the counter behind her.

Growing impatient he began to lightly lick her bottom lip as he let an impatient growl slip out as he let his right hand slip around her waist and pull her tightly against him. At that, her breath hitched in surprise and her mouth opened in shock.

At this, he couldn't stop the smirk that he pressed to her soft petal lips as he slipped his tongue into her mouth.

If Integra's cheeks had not been a healthy pink before, they certainly were now.

Much to Alucard's own surprise, Integra returned the kiss, if not rather chaste about it.

Well, as chaste as you can be while frenching someone, that is.

His red eyes widened slightly as he felt her velvety soft tongue massage his own. But it was only when she playfully nipped the tip of his tongue and forced her way into his mouth did Alucard's control snap. Suddenly, the grip he'd had on the counter behind her slipped and he broke the kiss.

Awkwardly, Alucard stared at the ground surprised at the amount of heat his typically cold body was experiencing. He had not noticed integra was already across the room until she spoke.

"Stay out of the kitchen if you can't take the heat, vampire."

And with that she went to bed.

With a sweet taste on her tongue and an even sweeter victory tugging on her lips.