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On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? I wrote this back in September of 2002, and it was my very first Hellsing fic.
3Ambiance“You have nothing to fear from the police girl,” he murmured. “I am yours, first, last, and in all ways.”
2MovingThere were days when he wished he were thirty years younger.
1FunnyNo Hellsing had ever brought him so low, so fast. Never had he been controlled so easily.
2HotBaiting Integra, at this point, was so automatic he didn’t have to think about it. Which was good – the last thing he wanted her picking up on was how *she* was disconcerting *him* – a defin...
2AmbianceOutrage. Outrage would definitely be the appropriate response, she thought as he pulled away. You can start being outraged any moment now, Integra.
1Insightful“Are you well?” was what he meant to say. What actually came out of his mouth was, “What’s the matter, pet?”
2Moving