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Since his birth, Alucard had nothing to call his own and anything he possessed was stolen from him.
His childhood.
His innocence.
His self worth.
His freedom.
And after centuries of being crushed beneath another’s boot, Alucard never dared to hope for more. He was a dog only good for following orders and submitting to his master’s will. And, if he was lucky, his master would throw him a bone and like the pathetic soul he was, he clung to that crumb until it became ash in his clutches.
So now, after years of sparse crumbs, the smiling woman before him graced him with feasts upon feasts of love and affection without any ulterior motive. She knew of his past yet was only concerned with his safety; he had fallen into a rage at the sight of his father’s throne and she fought through the storm to cling onto him; she held him as he wept like a child against her lap, and she had offered her heart to him in the form of a ring and a vow.
His belly was full after centuries of hunger, but….he was not sated.
Alucard wanted–craved, desired–more.
Olivia’s love, attention, affections, her soul, her body–he wanted to devour it all so no one else could steal them away.
“Return my soldier to me.” Arthur had ordered the night before her departure.
‘No, she is mine.’ Alucard’s grip on her hand tightened, prompting Olivia to stop and turn around. ‘Olivia is mine, no one will take her from me! If anyone dares to try, I will paint the world with their blood–!’
“Alucard?” Olivia’s gentle hand on his cheek roused him from his thoughts, and he peered down to find her gazing up at him in concern, standing on her toes with a furrowed brow. “Are you feeling sick? We are almost at the train station, and we can take a break there if you want. I have some blood packets in my bag, they probably are warm by now but maybe I can find some ice and–Mmph!”
Alucard swept her up in his arms and smashed his lips against hers, tongue dragging against hers as his hands groped at the bare skin of her legs in desperation.
“H–Hey–Hey! Wait!” Olivia shoved an open hand against his face, cheeks a neon red as Alucard pressed back with a whine. “Calm down! We are out in public!”
One of Alucard’s eyes stared at her through her splayed fingers, his pupils dilated and emitting such intensity that Olivia gulped.
“‘Calm down’, you say? How can I be calm when paradise is in my grasp?” He lowered her hand from his face and placed a kiss to her racing pulse point. “No, I believe I will remain in this state of euphoria forevermore.”
“Gosh…! Saying such things in the morning….” Olivia huffed, ducking her blushing cheeks into her shoulder. ‘But, that means you are feeling better so I won’t complain.” Her head shot back up at a whistle in the distance, and she began to wiggle in his grasp. “Ah! The train will departed soon! We have to hurry! Let me go, Alucard!”
Her command only caused him to cling to her more, his fingers leaving bruises on her thighs.
“Alucard?”
“Ask anything of me, and I will lay it at your feet. I am your eternal slave, and I will never deny you anything. But, that–letting you go,” He buried his face into her neck, his fangs scraping at her skin. “I will never do that. I will never let you go. I am yours, but you are mine as well and if you ever left me, I would tear the world apart to bring you back to my side.”
“…..You silly man, have you forgotten already?” Olivia nudged his head up so they were face to face. “I am not going anywhere, where else would I be but at your side? I love you, and that ring on your finger is proof of that.”
Alucard connected their lips once more, this time with Olivia reciprocating.
“I love you.”
“And I love you,” Olivia kissed his nose with a giggle. “And I will never leave you. I mean,” A teasing smile graced her lips, “I’m too fast for you. If I left, you’d never catch me~!”
“Is that a challenge?” His tone dropped an octave, the tiniest hint of amusement in his eyes juxtaposing the way his shadows had ensnared her legs and kept her chained against him. “Don’t tease me, my dove. I have never once lost a hunt….”
“So dramatic,” Olivia scoffed with a wince, giving his hands a firm smack. “Alright, put me down before you turn me into a dalmatian.”