Title: Wild Ones

Rating: M

Pairing: PipxAlucard, eventual PipxSerasxAlucard

Warning: yaoi, nothing graphic in this chapter though (sorry)

Summary: "I came to ask you something Captain," Alucard inquired smoothly. "I'll do my best to answer it then," Pip said. "I wanted to offer you…oh how do people put it now…" the vampire mumbled to himself for a moment, "sex with no strings attached?" Pip/Alucard, eventual AlucardxPipxSeras

Author's Notes: The idea for this story came to me by Flo Rida's song 'Wild Ones' of all things. Never fear though, it's not a songfic by any means. This is the result of my own prurient love for some AlucardxPip, and finding a severe lack of it. Though the stories I have found are amazing~ I have the vast majority of this story thoroughly planned out, and all I'll say for now is it will lead to a nice threesome in the future. I hope you all enjoy this and future chapters. And please remember, I'll take any review I can get! I live for feedback! And don't worry, flames will be used to boil some water for hot tea.

-Chapter One-

Pip heaved out a deep lungful of air as he continued up the never ending staircase. His already exhausted muscles seared and trembled with exertion. His head was pounding and his remaining eye was dying to be able to close for the evening.

Thankfully, the basics of being a mercenary were the first requirement for hunting vampires. Currently, his body was being trained to fight without the regular 'comforts' of combat. His foes were stronger and faster, they could see in the dark, and track him by the sound of his heartbeat. The playing field was by no means even and there were moments when Pip found himself on the verge of panicking during simple drills.

Even so, he wouldn't have traded it for anything. Pip liked to push his body to its limits, amazed with what he could force himself to do. He even relished in the aches and pains, bumps and bruises he sustained due to his profession. At the very least, Pip could be grateful that the punishing physical exertion provided him easy access to a dreamless sleep. And there were certainly nights that he needed it.

When Pip reached the top of the staircase he had to fight off the urge to slump against the wall. He lazily decided he would forgo a shower that night and take one in the morning instead. He would have loved to wash the sweat and grime from himself, but he feared he might fall asleep while standing. He stumbled down the hall to his room, opening the door without fanfare and closing it behind him.

He only straightened up slightly when he saw a figure he didn't recognize at first sitting atop his bed. At any other time he would have vehemently berated himself for his slow response, but upon seeing who it was, another response was elicited from him.

It was certainly fair to say he was afraid of Alucard. He was tall, imposing, bloodthirsty, and stark raving mad. To fear him was simple self preservation. What Pip didn't appreciate was the fact that he was fascinated by this creature of legend. He always wanted to cock his head to the side as if that movement would give him some insight into Alucard that nothing else could. He raised a brow at the attire Alucard donned that night. A black Victorian suit with his typical red cravat. Pip almost nodded to himself as he sluggishly remembered that this was what was always underneath Alucard's garish red overcoat.

"Good evening Captain Bernadotte," his deep voice resonated throughout the room and Pip's body. Pip blinked rapidly unnerved by how such simple words seemed to push more awareness onto him.

"Good evening Mr. Alucard," he responded lightly. He wanted to say 'goodnight', but the other might have thought that rude and he didn't actually have a death-wish. "What can I do for you?"

"I'm surprised you're not demanding I leave your room," Alucard responded lightly. The vampire elegantly crossed his legs and leaned his palms back on the plain sheets beneath him.

Pip shrugged tiredly. "I don't see why. Are you going to give me a reason to?"
"Perhaps," he smirked, "But first, sit down." It was painfully obvious Pip was about to collapse.

"Want me to sit down before I fall down?"

"Yes, that would be best," Alucard chuckled. He rose fluidly off the bed, and for a moment Pip was surprised he hadn't used his vampiric speed to suddenly appear before him. When Alucard brushed passed him, Pip breathed deeply.

Where was the stench of blood? If he was the monster responsible for the death of thousands, who loved to bathe and gorge himself on their lifeblood, why was there no copper tang to him? He smelled like…some type of cologne. Pip vaguely wondered if he was truly delirious with his fatigue.

The soft bed underneath him was welcome relief to his legs, yet it called to him to lie down fully. The pale light of the bedside lamp did nothing to wake him either, only minute details pertaining to the other male in the room seemed to revive him. Was this some sort of vampiric trick?

"It's not," Alucard assured him.

Pip raised an eyebrow, "You just read my mind. Am I supposed to feel better?" He couldn't resist a smile.

Alucard lifted a corner of his mouth in return and looked down at the carpet hiding a vast portion of the wooden floor. There was something wrong with the vampire, Pip could tell that much. He was trying too hard to be approachable and it was working. The vibrancy of his crimson eyes had by no means dulled, but the desire to kill and maim was momentarily absent. He wasn't acting shy or timid, Pip was sure such emotions were unknown to Alucard, but there was a leisureliness to his demeanor that was foreign.
"Why are you here?" Pip asked softly. He didn't like the fact that he felt so at ease around this man. He didn't like the fact that he felt comfortable enough to go to sleep around him, or not even have a gun within reach. Though a gun wouldn't have done much at all.

"I came to ask you something Captain," Alucard replied smoothly.

"I'll do my best to answer it then," Pip said.

"I wanted to offer you…oh how do people put it now…" the vampire mumbled to himself for a moment, "sex with no strings attached?"

Wakefulness crashed onto Pip with crystalline clarity. Alucard wanted what?! "You mean—"

"I want you to be my uh…fuck buddy? Is that what people say? My—"

"Lover…" Pip nearly swallowed his tongue the moment the word left his mouth. What the fuck was he saying?

Alucard laughed deeply and loudly for the first time that night, forcing Pip to flinch.
"You don't miss a thing do you Captain? Here I thought a young man like yourself might be afraid of commitment however…" Alucard teased.

Pip fisted his hands and felt his face heat. Why in God's name did he have to make himself sound so eager? It wasn't as if he'd even entertained the thought before that night. He liked women, he adored the Police girl, he didn't think about the other gender in such a way.

"I'm sorry," Pip muttered not knowing what else to say.

"You have nothing to apologize for," Alucard replied, "I assumed you wouldn't want any attachment but if you do, I can try my best."

Alucard's tone was soothing; the sound of his footsteps comforting in their solidity, and Pip was enraptured by the sight of him confidently sauntering over to him. Alucard knelt down in front of him, looking him directly in the eye. He slowly raised a gloved hand and ran his fingers down Pip's face. He smiled slightly when the fabric caught on Pip's stubble.

"You're a very handsome man Captain Bernadotte," he said with great care, "What do you think of me?"

Pip looked away rapidly. He'd gone from having Alucard a good ways away on the opposite side of the room to having physical contact. And he didn't really know how he felt about that. He sighed deeply, still not meeting Alucard's gaze. "You're…look Mr. Alucard you're very…good looking, but I've never been with a man and I'm not sure—"
"That's okay," Alucard shushed him gently.

It should have been condescending. Pip would have been happier if Alucard was going to treat him like dirt under his feet. That was the natural order of things wasn't it? Because as much as Integra Hellsing liked to think so, the fact of the matter was humans would never be above Alucard's species. Vampires needed to kill to survive; the man Alucard had once been had killed for that and so many other reasons. Pip didn't like how Alucard was acting now; he didn't feel like the monster whose coffin he was meant to guard.

"We could try it once. See if we…click."

Pip fought the urge to wince at Alucard's modern vernacular. However, English was Pip's second language and there were still phrases which he didn't fully understand. He had no right to ridicule the other man.

"No strings attached?' Pip ventured.

A gleam entered Alucard's eye then, "If that's what you would like."

"That's the carrot…what's the stick?" Pip couldn't help the gulp that sounded when he swallowed nervously.

Alucard smiled the slight glint of a fang showing. "I suppose the catch is that I like my lovers sadistic."

Pip merely looked at him blankly though his mind was abuzz with panic. He should have known Alucard would have wanted to make him bleed and scream—

"I want you to hurt me Captain," Alucard corrected him sensually.

Pip stared into his red eyes intently. There was no deceit, only blatant honesty in their swirling depths. Pip was undeniably curious. Had Alucard been human, Pip would have accepted this offer almost instantly. But Alucard wasn't human, far from it. He was the King of the Vampires. He was…

"Why me?" Pip asked. Alucard could have had anyone he wanted, what was his fascination with a French mercenary?

"You've got a lot of heart, Bernadotte. Your inner strength is enviable. Frankly, I'm very attracted to that. I may demand a lot from you, but I know you'll always be up for the challenge. You're the only man I want to be able to keep up with my pace," Alucard explained.

Pip was rather honored by that. He shouldn't have been; he should have been afraid. He couldn't help himself. This vampire was reeling him in without trying and Pip didn't know where any of his defenses had gone. Alucard could have done anything he wanted with Pip, but he was kneeling in front of him waiting for a decision. Pip titled his head down. Every time he blinked, sleep called to him sweetly.

"You're tired," Alucard stated, "Sleep on my offer. Let me know what you think in the morning."

Alucard stood to his full height and turned towards the door. Pip vaguely acknowledged a 'goodnight' thrown his way before the door closed and Alucard was gone.

Pip's head swam as he began to work his clothes off. He off-handedly felt a spike of anger towards the now absent vampire, wishing he would come back simply to help him get undressed. As soon as he remained in his white sleeveless undershirt and blue undershorts, he climbed under the soft covers. Fuck it felt good to get back into bed. He briefly wondered what it would be like to be in a bed with Alucard.

His loins began to tighten at the thought, and Pip fell into a deep sleep knowing his choice had already been made for him.

-Chapter End-