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[ for a moment he just stands there--he lifts a hand, brushing his fingertips idly along her throat before he simply turns and walks to sit on the couch, beckoning for her to follow him. despite whatever emotions he's feeling, he's oddly mellow outwardly--though there's something boiling under his skin, waiting. ]

Something like that. Everyone wants a piece of him but if they go up against him they'll just get hurt.

[ anderson is a powerhouse, after all. sighing, he tips his head back into the couch cushions. ]

If only he'd left it at Easter.

[She stills as his fingertips brush along the line on her throat. Even as he turns away and beckon's her to follow, Rip's still cautious. There's.. something going on beneath the surface because she doubt he's really feeling this mellow.

But, he wasn't harming her or making any attempt to so, she reluctantly followed. Rip really wasn't sure what to expect as she settled on the couch with him.]

I know zhat. He's terrifying in a fight from vat I've seen here.

[She sighed and tried to relax a little more.]

Ve stayed clear of Iscariot as much as ve could. So, I really don't know much of vat he or zhey can do. My mission vas you, not zhem.

[She looks uneasy for a moment or two...]

You know he vould haf said something to provoke everyone eventually....Hopefully zhis vill help cut off future problems?

[ it's a bad aspect of his psyche, but a part of him likes it that she's afraid of him--or at least cautious and wary. he's always been like that though, and it's a bit fun to play with even though he's playing it down at the moment because he doesn't want to scare her away. ]

He's the best I've seen.

[ there's a fondness there, oddly enough, though whether it's for the man or his fighting prowess is unclear. he nods at her assessment though, frowning. ]

Hellsing and Iscariot have treaties. They just... Don't apply to us. The never mattered to either of us. The priest is the strongest of them by far. The others were simply human. Strong humans, but humans nonetheless.

[ a beat as he takes in her expression and frowns. ]

Hopefully. He has agreed to focus on our captors for the most part, so hopefully he'll stop trying to stab everything that moves.

[Then he must love that there will always be a part of her that is afraid of him. She may no longer be terrified but, Rip would always be cautious when he was in a mood she couldn't read. For her, it was more of an instinctive response to be cautious just.. to be safe.

Though, she'd hope he wouldn't be mad enough to terrify her because Rip would run far and as fast as she could the moment she got out of the apartment...]

You're fond of him.

[That's hard to miss in his voice. Whether it was for the man himself or his fighting prowess...Rip had a feeling it might be both.]

Zhen hopefully none of zhe rest of zhem show up. I really don't vish to be hiding under a rock more zhan I already am because of stabbing threats.

[Sigh. She shifts uneasily on the couch.]

Vell, even if he does stop stabbing everyzhing zhat moves, he'd still need to stop threatening all non-humans. Zhere are more zhan just vampires here.

[Pause.]

I doubt he's going to make many friends vith his current attitude anyvay.

[ he's settled a bit now, at least: he knows better than to throw a tantrum, and he's even-keeled for her visit even if she might have cost him a valuable fighting partner. ]

He's strong. Strong will, strong character, strong in a fight. I like that.

[ simply. there's something else too, but he's not going to touch on that, on how he sees himself in anderson and anderson refuses to see it.

as for iscariot, well, he shrugs. ]

They're as zealous as him, but probably easier to control.

[ then--he sighs, flopping over to rest his head in her lap. ]

He doesn't care if he makes friends. I need to talk to him about the consequences of running amok since it reflects badly on us too. I'm never going to yank his leash, but we have to come to some sort of agreement.

[She didn't say anything as he flopped over. Instead she just started to gently run her fingers through his hair as she just mulled over what he said. ]

He sounds a bit like you vhen you put it zhat vay. Only.. blonde und a lot more stabby.

[She kept toying with the unruly locks and hoped that whatever Alucard said to him, it got through. For the briefest moment her hand stilled before resuming its path through his hair.]

Und vat if he refuses to listen? You know az vell as I do zhat I mean nozhing to him in any of zhis so he vill not care to drag me down vith him or even you.

[ he leans into the touch, like a dog seeking affection, and looks up at her with lidded eyes. clearly he's not that mad at her.

a plus. ]

We're very similar. He's like me when I was alive, honestly. He just doesn't see it.

[ he's not looking forward to trying to get him to stop, but it's necessary. he can't lose what standing he has. ]

I don't know. I need him to focus on our captors, but he's one-track minded when it comes to things he views as sinful. He's bullheaded, but hopefully I can get through to him.

[That's definitely a plus in her eyes and also keeps her playing with his hair.]

You know, I'm sure zhere's a kink for liking someone zimilar to you in some vay.

[A bit of humor, but, it also helped her to understand a little bit why he was so invested in the priest.]

Hopefully. If you can't..I'm not sure vat vill happen. To him or us und zhat scares me a little.

Mm. You think so?

[ he smiles, a little sly. ]

I'd devour him down to the marrow, given half a chance.

[ it's terrible, but that's how he shows his affection: all-consuming, all-devouring, an unmatched intensity. if he had him that way he'd have him forever, after all. not that disappointing death at alucard's hands. he'd devour integra too, if he could. ]

I'm not sure either. I'll figure it out. Don't worry.

I know so. I found a dictionary on kinks zhe ozher day.

[There's a faint quirk of her lips. A smile perhaps? She leans in to peer down at him, allowing her long hair to curtain around them for the moment.]

You are so greedy.

[There's a bit of fondness in her voice.]

You vould devour him just to keep him vith you forever. I'm not sure if I should be jealous or feel sorry for him to haf such devotion from you.

[She might be leaning a smidge towards jealous. Not that she'd let it show.]

I really hope you do.

Of course you did. I assume it's huge.

[ when she calls him greedy he smiles, fingers curling around a strand of her hair and giving it a tug. ]

I hunger, fräulein. The ache inside me is deep, growling, covetous and sharp.

[ he leans up, slowly shifting so that he can press a kiss to her lips, lingering there a moment on his knees on the couch.

then: ]

I could have kept you forever too, if my seals hadn't needed to be released.

You'd be right. It's ridiculously huge.

[Now it's her turn to lean into the affectionate touch. She was just as eager for it as he was in most cases. ]

Und never satisfied vith just one companion to keep you company.

[She remained where she was as he shifted, relaxing as he pressed a kiss to her lips and let it linger there before she pulled back to look at him, her own sapphire eyes seeming to nearly glow as she watches him... and admittedly, she might be feeling pleased at what he said next.]

Zhen it's a pity zhey vere released. I might haf enjoyed being kept by you forever once I came around to being yours.

I'll take a look sometime.

[ he smiles again at the accusation, not repentant in the least. ]

The lingering souls of millions wasn't enough to satiate me. I always had my favorites, of course.

[ when she speaks, he cants his head--at this he's a little surprised, all things considered. he lifts a hand, placing it at her chest. the action isn't sexual: he's pressing it against where the scar is, where he impaled her. ]

Would you really? [ a beat passes and he considers: ] Do you like being my submissive?

[When he presses his hand to her chest, she tenses for a brief second before relaxing and pressing into his touch with a slight nod.]

Iz it veird if I do? You killed me und zhen helped me get over my terror of you. Now ve haf a partnership zhat seems to be stable und vorks for both of us.

[She hesitated slightly.]

Zhough, you definitely seem to prefer stronger partners und I am none of zhat vhen compared to you or any of zhe ozhers here.

[ he almost pulls back when she tenses, but once she relaxes it's fine--he digs his nails in minutely through her clothing, then relents. ]

I don't know. Does it feel weird? I'll admit, it's working out better than I'd anticipated.

[ he mulls over what she says next for a moment, thoughtful. she's right: she's not as strong as his usual choice of partner. but in this case does it matter? ]

You're still a vampire, whether that idiot doctor managed completely or not. You're strong enough to kill hundreds, to raze what lies in your way--and isn't that enough?

[The feel of his nails digging into her felt pleasant in its own way and had her pouting briefly when he relented. As for their partnership feeling weird, Rip shook her head and stayed relaxed against his hand.]

No it doesn't feel veird to me. It just feels...[She pauses to try and find the right word for it.] Pleasant.

[At least, that's the closest word she could think of to describe her end of things. How it felt to him or what he thought about it, she didn't have much of a clue. However, his answer does makes her pause again and then smile slightly. He was right, she was able to do quite a bit of destruction on her own if she were inclined to..]

I suppose it vill haf to be. Zhough, I regret not being turned normally now.

Mm. I suppose that's a good word for it.

[ his hand drifts as he speaks, fingertips brushing along her throat. possessive, maybe. definitely wanting. he wasn't kidding when he said his hunger was all-devouring. ]

Oh? I suppose you could have persuaded me, way back then. Shown me a good reason. I could have brought you home with me, turned you right. Given you a proper eternity.

[ his voice is low, barely a rumble, and he leans in to kiss her jaw. ]

You'd really be mine, then.

[She shuddered at the feel of his fingertips trailing down her throat and wouldn't argue with his possessiveness. Or his hunger when she was right there and already his for the most part...

Though if she had known it was a possibility way back then maybe she would have chosen that path instead of the one she ended up taking. ]

I sure I could haf managed to catch your interest properly if I had known vat I vanted back zhen...

[Just the sound of that low rumbling voice of his had her eager and leaning into his touch, savoring the kiss to her jaw.]

Zhe pleasure of being yours for an eternity vould haf been vorth any trouble I may haf experienced by joining you.

You know what they say about hindsight.

[ he moves a little as he speaks, bracing over her on the couch so that he can lean in for another long, slow kiss. he ends it with a nip to her lower lip, an idle tug, and he grins. ]

But we'll make do with what we get, won't we?

[ his hand drops to rest at her hip pointedly, nails digging in here too. ]

Arthur would have been furious, he never wanted me to have anything of my own. It would have felt so sweet.

It's a bitch.

[She smirks faintly as he moves over her for another long slow kiss. Rip takes her time to enjoy it, feeling more relaxed and wanting as he tugged at her lower lip with his fangs. It almost never failed to give rise to her own wanton nature, especially with him around.]

Yes, ve vill.

[Her body trembled as she felt his hand on her hip, eager and definitely ready to enjoy a few rounds of pleasure with him.]

It zounds like I vould haf had fun being yours just to spite him at every opportunity... und I vould haf been a valued asset to you.

Well, close enough.

[ he settles heavily atop her body then, pinning her down so that he can mouth along her jaw, to her neck, to her throat. he knows the marks won't last long but he nips at the hollow of her throat before sucking a mark there insistently, possessively.

when he lifts his head a little his eyes are lidded. ]

He would have hated it. Probably would have locked me away sooner. But he wouldn't have had any hold over you.

[She shifts to lay down as he pins her against the couch and relaxes while his mouth runs along her jaw and down her throat. Every brush of his lips and nip of his fangs had her melting beneath him.. and feeling pleased at the way he was possessively leaving a mark on her neck.

To say she has a thing for being possessed might be an understatement some days. Rip was growing to love the feeling of being wanted like this and he was one of the very few that gave it to her.

Rip gazed up at him, her own eyes lidded and filled with desire for him as he spoke. What he said made her grin slightly.]

True.. I could haf raised hell und got you out sooner.

Would you have?

[ he's grinning back at her, sharp and wide, and reaches with both hands to begin to work at her clothing, starting with the top half--working until he can unbutton her shirt and lean down to bite at her collarbone. it's harsh but not enough to break skin, not yet. ]

I could have shown you my appreciation once I was out again.

[ his voice is a low rumble against her skin, tongue running slowly over the mark he made. ]

I vould haf~.

[She tilted her head back, exposing more of her throat to him as he worked on unbuttoning her shirt, giving him a nice view of the line of her throat and the way her submissive mark traveled down to her breasts..

Every pale inch of skin he revealed yearned to be touched and to feel his hands or his fangs on her.. the bite to her collarbone made her moan at just how harsh it was, a definitely different reaction than when they first met in this strange city..

Now Rip enjoyed the feel of his fangs.. and the feel of the way his voice rumbled against her skin as he spoke, eliciting shivers racing down her spine to pool low within her. She could already feel a familiar heat starting to build and ache to be touched and toyed with.]

Vhy don't you show me now? Make me see vat I've missed out on..

What a good girl you would have been.

[ his tone is teasing, toying, and he runs his tongue all the way up her submissive mark in a pointed gesture. even if she wasn't his anymore back home, now that her soul was released, she's his here and he's going to take advantage of that--with her permission, at least.

which he seems to have in spades, so there's no harm in pressing a knee between her thighs to grind up against her, fingers slipping behind her back to unsnap her bra and urge her clothing off completely. ]

I can do that.

[ once he has her breasts fully exposed he leans down to nip at the soft flesh, intent on leaving little pleasant marks here too, laving attention to one breast while one hand toys with the nipple of the other. ]