WIP: Comfort is the Enemy AU Fic, Alucard/Takasugi, NC-17

[alastinglight]

The last buckle slid into place with a soft hiss, one that he cut off himself by tugging it tightly into place and strapping it down with a little snap. Alucard sat back in the next moment, to better survey his handiwork. He was currently straddling a very naked Takasugi Shinsuke, pinning his butler between his weight and the soft mattress of his bed, cradling the young man's hips with his own thighs. It was a lovely thing, really, being able to do something like this, and have someone as beautiful as his number one courtesan and most trustworthy retainer occupy his bed for the evening and then some. Getting there had been equally enjoyable as well, as it had involved a slow walk from the door to the very bed they were on, with him taking his time kissing that mouth and divesting Takasugi of his clothes piece by piece.

Granted, Takasugi's total lack of clothes and current position weren't the only beautiful thing about the situation. The young man's arms had been pulled high above his head by his wrists, which were currently cuffed together and attached to a silver chain which ran the length between his wrists and the headboard. Another pair of cuffs were attached to his upper arms, immobilizing him further. Conversely, his legs had been spread wide apart by the long bar that his ankles were cuffed to, one for each side. Additional leather straps tied his shins to his thighs, making it harder for him to struggle and easier for his current partner for the evening to move him as he pleased. A leather collar had been fitted right against the skin of his neck; there was a ring right at the center of the collar, one that had another silver chain - a longer one - attached to it, one that currently rested against the bare skin of Takasugi's chest. His lips had been pried apart by the large ball gag that Alucard had shoved between them and snapped in place behind his head; his eyes were completely covered from view by a black leather eye mask. His cock sat hard and erect, aching for more attention, both because Alucard had been very good at working him up and because of the ring that his master had slipped over the base a few minutes ago. The squirming Takasugi was currently doing over the sheets was partially hindered by the fact that the corset Alucard had slipped unto him was attached to more chains, ones that ran down either side of the bed and right down to either side of the floor, secured to a pair of rings

No other sound filled the room beyond the soft crackling of the fire in the fireplace, and the ragged, uneven rush of Takasugi's breath from around the gag. Not a single other thing grasped Alucard's attention either, beyond the way Takasugi looked at that moment: sightless, silenced, utterly helpless, completely at his disposal.

"You wear vulnerability so well, my pet." He chuckled at Takasugi's whimpered response, and let one hand stray down, smoothing his palm over the corset, and then lower, down his thigh. "I'm so happy that no one else is allowed to see you like this now."

It was the truth: Alucard had established a new rule for Takasugi's engagements with future customers, forbidding patrons from trussing his butler up in that fashion, simply because he wanted to be the only one who could see Takasugi that way. Granted, he had not banned patrons from fucking Takasugi. Not yet, at least.

That was part of the reason why they were in that moment right now, why he had reeled his butler in as soon as the latter had come home, stripped him, taken him captive. There was work to be done tonight.

Alucard let his hand move further, following the perfect shape and musculature of Takasugi's leg all the way to one knee, which he stroked as an admiring curator might touch his favorite statue. He smiled, looking down at Takasugi's face (those flushed cheeks, those panting lips), loving, in some small way, how the gag and eye mask almost completely robbed his butler of his identity, making him the perfect little sex toy. He could be anyone now, any beautiful body ripe for a fucking. He knew, though, that no other could compare. He knew precisely how this body spoke to him, especially when it was driven into the throes of sweet torment at his hands.

The vampire reached out, snagging the end of the chain attached to Takasugi's collar. He tugged at it, forcing Takasugi's head up, and met those swollen lips halfway, to better kiss that mouth, gagged and all. His butler's breath grew all the more ragged; it was clear that he was struggling a little to do it, because of the tightness of the collar, because such rough treatment excited him.

"What are you thinking right now, my pet?" he asked softly, right over the air separating their mouths. "I hope it has nothing to do with Lord Cross. I know for a fact that he's a wonderful lay - the others have told me as such - but you should not be allowed to enjoy him as much as you enjoy our time together. Shall I make you forget all about your visit to him?"

Whatever response his butler could have made was cut off in a soft gasp as Alucard let his head drop back against the pillows. The vampire move away from Takasugi, sliding off the bed and walking towards his desk. A large lacquered box sat on top of it, one that only had one pair of keys. Said keys never left Alucard's side.

"I have learned other things about Lord Cross' proclivities," said Alucard, as he fetched some of the affects inside the box for himself. "It took me some time, of course, because you're incredibly tight-lipped. But the others told me. They did not question why I was so interested. Understandable, I suppose."

Alucard gathered the rest of what he needed for the evening and moved back to the bed; a wave of one hand in the direction of the box summoned his shadows to close the thing and lock it tight. The lord sat on one side of the bed, close to Takasugi's head. He then took his time laying down the implements he had chosen for himself with one hand, as a surgeon might take measure of his tools before an operation. His free hand reached out, to stroke Takasugi's hair.

"Lord Cross has a special fondness for 'experimentation', One of his favorite games involves holding his chosen partner down for the night and testing out some of his new devices. From the looks of it, he seems to get more of a kick out of that than actually fucking the boys and girls he buys." Alucard let one finger wander downward, tracing the side of Takasugi's face, the line of his jaw. "That is what he did to you, but he could not resist coming inside either. That much was obvious, from the bit of him I saw sliding down your thigh earlier. I am certain I can replicate the lovely time you had with him, without his natural flaws."

Alucard set the last of his tools down, and bent low, to give Takasugi another kiss. The lord matched the gentle, teasing movement of his lips with the rove of his hand over Takasugi's body, slow, possessive and firm. Takasugi, of course, did his best to reciprocrate; pleading noises bubbled past the gag, and his body shifted underneath Alucard's hand, seeking more of that touch out. He could not get very far, given how he was tied down, and that seemed to frustrate him further.

Of course, that did nothing but amuse Alucard. He chuckled again, broke away from the younger man's mouth. He moved upward, keeping his face close to Takasugi's body (to better enjoy his scent) as his gaze fixed upon those bound wrists.

"Tell me: Lord Cross seems like the sort of chap who occupied himself with little else beyond the usual on his partners. That would make him rather inattentive, mm? Another's fingers, for example," he went on to say, "when attended to, can be used to remind another of precisely what is going to come."

Those last words were murmured just over the tips of Takasugi's fingers before Alucard proceeded to take them into his mouth one after the other, slow and easy. His tongue moved over them, swirling around each one. He kept at this, waiting until he could hear Takasugi's muffled sighs and feel the way his butler's body moved beneath him before he reached to the side, picking up a bottle of interesting-looking liquid. He did not stop licking Takasugi's fingers, even as he opened the bottle, poured some of it on one of his hands. He relished in the way Takasugi shivered underneath the newfound chill on his oil-slicked fingers as he moved them downward, down one leg, across his inner thigh, between his legs, and then down even further, pressing two against the opening of his butler's asshole. He pushed in without further adieu, and felt, as well, the way he pushed the air out of Takasugi's lungs; the way he quivered.

"Fingers are also used to fuck things with, but you already knew that. What I'd rather have you pay attention to is what I'm lubing you up with. You'll feel it in a moment."

He kept his fingers pressed inside, relishing in how tight and hot Takasugi felt pressing around him, listening to the shake of his breath. He knew, moments later, that the substance was starting to take effect from the subtle shift in his butler's breath, and the low moan that broke free from the latter's lips.

"I acquired this last night from an old contact of a mine - a human chemist who owed me a favor. It tingles, doesn't it? Heats up precisely the way it should when in contact with one's skin, or one's insides." He kissed Takasugi's cheek, felt the way the skin shivered beneath his lips. "Lord Cross has an over fondness for aphrodisiacs. I prefer stimulants of this fashion. All of the joy without any of the troublesome side effects."

Takasugi was whimpering again, lips quivering around the gag between them, fingers grasping helplessly at the air far above his head. His cock had hardened up even more, and was twitching in place, leaking precum from its tip. Alucard indulged his need to tease the other just for a moment by grasping Takasugi with one hand, rubbing at the tip, hearing and feeling him moan.

"Not yet. I haven't quite loosened you up to my liking." He flexed the fingers he still had inside Takasugi for emphasis, drawing out a whine of protest. Then he pumped his fingers a little, stretching the latter out as he wanted to. A bit more of that followed before he finally pulled out, and reached for another device: a set of cool iron balls hanging on a chain, bunched together like beads.

"How does that feel?" he asked Takasugi, as he started pushing one of them inside. The answer came, perhaps, in how his butler's body arched up, writhed futilely against the ankle cuffs, the straps on his thighs, the corset and the chains. He pushed deeper, looking on as Takasugi's ass swallowed another ball, and then another. The sight and the way Takasugi sounded at that moment sent a jolt of arousal through him, making him rumble with approval. "I suppose it must be a little strange, and very cold. But you're taking them in so well." He pushed yet another one in, paused to relish the way the needy sounds coming from Takasugi reached a higher and more desperate pitch before pushing in the last. By then, Takasugi was trembling in earnest, head shaking in blind resistance to all of the sensations that were likely consuming him whole.

"No, I'm going to keep them there for the moment. See, I'd very much like to kiss, lick and bite every inch of your body."

He punctuated that statement by biting down on one of his favorite spots on Takasugi's body: the crook of his shoulder, right where it met the delicate curve of his neck. He kept his fangs in that time, choosing, instead, to suck on the skin with his lips, worrying at it with the intent of leaving a lovely mark right under the collar for his butler to study in the morning. With the way Takasugi was squirming beneath him, though, it was almost as if he was feeding on the other; it appears as though he had worked the young man up that much.

Rather than offer relief, what Alucard offered instead was the ministrations of his lips, gradually moving downward from that position, trailing on abused, overheated skin. He lingered on his butler's chest, working at both of his nipples until they became hard, sensitive little kernels. Sucking at them made Takasugi groan around the gag and squirm all the more; a lovely sight, that.

Alucard move downward again, this time leaving a path of kisses that led from his chest and ribcage down to the flat plane of his belly. He stopped just before he could reach Takasugi's crotch, which, of course, wrung yet another delicious reaction out of his lover. He ignored it, and moved his mouth towards his butler's thigh, then his knee. That part of Takasugi's body he circled with his tongue before moving down yet again, with singular purpose, over his shin, skipping that cuffed ankle, going, instead, for his foot. A few more kisses, then he was shifting, lifting that foot up just enough to run his tongue across the full length of Takasugi's foot, ending the gesture by sucking on his big toe. Both gestures made Takasugi shiver with another tiny sound of protest, and try, unsuccessfully, to pull away from him.

"Come now, my pet, I thought you enjoyed my attention. Or is it because I'm not attending to you nearly enough?" Alucard went on to say, as his gaze caught sight of Takasugi's twitching cock. "Shall I remedy that?" When the only response he got was a hitched sob, the vampire chuckled. "All you have to do is shake your head or nod." And a nod came, after a few shuddered breaths. "That's better. Unfortunately, I'm going to do that on my own terms."

Said terms, it seemed, happened to involve Alucard moving his hand over Takasugi's crotch, and then down, towards the end of the chain that had been attached to the balls that were still seated in his butler's ass. He pulled it out slowly, if only because he caught the beginnings of the trembling moan that broke free from Takasugi's lips and he wanted to relish every second of it. The vampire took his time with the other balls, admiring the way Takasugi's asshole stretched and closed with each exit, matching how his body writhed over the sheets and against his restraints. By the time the toy was completely out and had dropped to the floor, Takasugi was a right and proper mess on the bed with half his face pressed into one of the pillows, breathing hard.

"You look stunning right now. It makes me want to drive you up even more."

Alucard reached out, lifting Takasugi's head in order to undo the ball gag and toss it aside. He did not give his butler a lot of time to recover; he used the chain attached to Takasugi's collar to reel those lips up against his own simply because he wanted to kiss the young man properly, with generous amounts of tongue.

"I wonder if you've understood my intentions by now, my pet," he whispered, fixing his gaze on those panting lips, those unseeing eyes. "The experiment that is occupying your time and mine tonight is driven by my wish to see how slowly I can fuck every last trace of Lord Cross out of you and out of your memories, until you're full of nothing but me. But first..." he moved, then, verily covering Takasugi's body with his own. "Let us talk of some equally important matters. We have not, after all, been able to speak of day-to-day things that command our attention."

"M-my lord--" those words cut off in a soft gasp as Alucard let one hand of his slide down between their bodies, skimming over Takasugi's fevered skin and going, once more, between his butler's legs. He had Takasugi by the hilt yet again, and while his grip was not hard in any fashion, it was certainly firm. There was also something beautiful about how he looked when he was in absolute torment; a look that crossed Takasugi's face in the next moment, as Alucard very slowly eased the ring around the base of Takasugi's cock off.

"It is almost the end of the week. Is the estate in need of anything?"

"N... no, my lord, I... I've handled everything according to y... your specifications."

"Good. Very good." Alucard started working Takasugi's cock at a slow, skillful pace, momentarily rendering Takasugi breathless. The vampire smiled, letting his face hover close to the side of Takasugi's own face, cocking his head in his butler's direction in order to watch him. He spoke next into Takasugi's ear.

"I wish to look at the books by the end of the month. Can you prepare them?"

"O-of course, my lord."

Alucard paused, holding Takasugi's length with four fingers and, once again, rubbing the tip of his butler's cock with his thumb. "Can you give me a summary?" he asked, as if he did not hear the way the young man was groaning. When Takasugi did answer, Alucard found it endearing how tremulous he sounded, how so much younger and lost he seemed.

"We've d-doubled our re... revenue from our u-usual services. It's... it's been a good month, my lord."

"We have new regulars then?" He summoned his shadows in the room to him as he asked, and willed two, in particular, to pluck themselves out. They settled over Takasugi's chest, causing the butler to tremble.

"Yes..."

Alucard willed the shadows to shape themselves almost like hands, and brush over Takasugi's nipples slowly, tracing their circumference, working at the nubs. It was more than enough to make his butler jerk against his restraints, head shaking once again, and whine.

He spoke again, low and casual, enjoying as it were the heat radiating from Takasugi's skin and how his close proximity allowed him to observe precisely how his butler's face worked through the many shades of pleasure and torment. His hand never stopped, never sped up, never slowed down.

"And how many of those regulars did you reel in out of the desire to be well-acquainted with you right down to your asshole?"

"I-I don't know!"

"Oh?" Alucard squeezed Takasugi's cock and balls, making his butler gasp and flinch. "How could you not know?"

"I mean, I... I think... I think I've brought in ten."

"Ah, of course. Men and women by the droves." Alucard chuckled, and leaned in to nibble a little at Takasugi's ear. "But none of them can have you like this. Not now. Not ever."

His pace began to increase, and the ministrations of his shadows matched it. The vampire looked on as Takasugi's body writhed and arched in a futile attempt to press against his own, and listened to the way pleasure took hold of him, and took him even higher than he had been earlier. He did not stop, not even after his butler began to cum yet again. Takasugi came down from that particular high with an almost pained sound, as if his desperation was enough to physically hurt him. Alucard, of course, let out a sympathetic noise as he released Takasugi from his grip, and proceeded to plant more than a few soft, chaste kisses on his butler's face to settle him down a little.

It was only after Takasugi quieted down that Alucard picked up the next object he had set down on the bed: a ring gag.

"Open your mouth."

There was something truly beautiful about how obedient Takasugi was, Alucard found himself thinking, as he set the new gag in place, and let his butler lie back down. His other hand reached for the last toy: a smooth, large dildo, black as the cuffs and corset he had fitted his butler with. This he started to push into the young man, just as he covered those quivering lips yet again with his own. The deepening of his kiss matched the way he pushed the dildo inside of the other, inch by inch. As he worked at Takasugi's body, he summoned the rest of the shadows, letting them ghost over the form on the bed and wrap around the hand that was gripping the base of the dildo. By the time he let go, he was no longer the one fucking his butler, at least not directly. As for Takasugi, the young man was making all sorts of delicious sounds now, ones that were a mix of pleasure, pain, confusion and need.

"What is it? Distressed over the fact that you can't quite figure out how I'm doing pretty much every aspect of you at once?" He pulled his hand away completely, letting his shadows push the dildo in as deep as it could go, and back out again with that same slow precision. "It's a shame that I'm not inclined to take that eye mask off of you and let you see for yourself. You'll feel everything through better this way."

Takasugi was whimpering even more now, and every breath he took in sounded more like a sob. He was also shaking down to the ends of his fingers and toes, and those shudders only grew worse whenever the dildo went all the way in, brushing against his prostrate. The noises he made (all of those incoherent pleas) only increased in pitch when Alucard reached down and began, once more, to stroke him off.

"Nn... mm..."

"You want to cum again, don't you?" He resisted the urge to laugh at the desperate little nod Takasugi gave him in response. "Well, I don't feel like letting you do that yet."

The way Takasugi whined reminded Alucard of just how young his butler was; it was a endearing, in a deliciously twisted fashion. He increased his pace, and looked on as Takasugi's head tossed, as if the latter was fighting his own needs with every breath he took. Watching the way his pet struggled added a whole new layer of pleasure to the game they were currently playing for him; it was for that reason that he denied Takasugi two more times, even as he kept that same, merciless pace with his hand, even as his shadows worked that dildo in and out of him at the same, brutal rate.

"You wear desperation so well too, my pet," he murmured, over the sob of Takasugi's breath, the tremble of his body. "Now you can come. Show me what you look like after I've broken you down."

He took those lips again, swallowing the cries that climaxing had ripped from his butler's throat. He kept working that cock even as the cum spilled out and over his fingers, and the shadows never stopped thrusting the dildo in and out of Takasugi's trembling body. He did not pull away, not until Takasugi started to come back down. He helped his lover through it, in a way, with soft sounds of reassurance and a gentle hand threading through the latters hair, even as he licked his other hand off one finger at a time. He only spoke once Takasugi's breath had evened out.

"There is a reason why you're still wearing a gag. I want to fuck your mouth."

The only response Alucard received as the near imperceptible way that Takasugi's lips flexed around the ring gag, and the brief flick of his tongue: welcoming gestures. The vampire let out a low sound of approval, and he reached down, taking his time to remove his belt, toss it away, undo his pants and bring himself out. He moved in the next moment, getting into position, bringing his cock towards his butler's face. He pushed himself between those lips slowly, running it over Takasugi's tongue. The feel of it was enough to make him let out a sigh of pleasure himself.

"You feel glorious on me."

The vampire repeated the motion several times, letting his cock push further into Takasugi's mouth each time until he finally pressed in as far as he could go. From then on, he pulled in and out in full, moving and sounding as if it were not Takasugi's lips pulled around him, but Takasugi's ass. That thought had an explosive effect on him, making him groan, making him shake under the force of his own need.

They had played long enough.

Alucard pulled his cock out completely and withdrew. The shadows changed courses, sweeping away from Takasugi's body and working on undoing the cuffs on Takasugi's upper arms, the corset, the collar, the chain attaching Takasugi's wrists to the headboard, the gag and the eye mask. One look at Takasugi's face only served to undo Alucard further: those swollen and panting lips, darkened eyes and blushing cheeks were a special kind of torment in itself, in light of his own desires.

He kissed that mouth hard, wringing a sob from Takasugi's lips. Then he flipped Takasugi over, unto his belly and his knees. His hand reached down, clamping over Takasug's neck, pressing him firmly unto the bed. His other hand reached out, taking both of Takasugi's wrists up in their grip and dragging them forward, pinning them, against the sheets and once more, well above Takasugi's head. It was from that vantage point that he stopped, in order to gather the shards of his control around him and drink the view of his butler in. Everything trembled for him: the air with Takasugi's stuttered breaths, the bed from their combined weight, his own heart.

"I'm going to come inside."

In the moments to follow, Alucard fucked Takasugi hard, driving him into the sheets, trying, with each thrust, to go as deep as he could go inside of his butler. Takasugi arched up and cried out with each move, between the hiched riddle and ragged sob of his breath. He clenched and trembled beneath and around Alucard, as hot and tight and perfect as he was every other time he lay himself down for his master.

It had been years since he had last wanted to crawl into someone else's skin, Alucard realized, just as he was on the brink of tumbling over the edge and dragging Takasugi right along with him, losing himself in the perfect pitch of Takasugi's voice, in his heat, in his need and the tremors of his body. He had hoped, of course, that he would not get too attached, if only because the inevitable loss would destroy yet another part of him. But he had lost to it in the end, to those flashing green eyes, crooked smile and perfect devotion.

Somehow, even as the thought made him ache, he could not bring himself to end it at all.