Disclaimer: I'll make this short and sweet... I don't own these characters!
AU: I wrote this because I could never find an Alucard and Richter fic. I
think they're both hotties and would make such a great couple. Please leave
feedback, even if you dislike it. I'm always up for opinions to help me fix
what I can. ^-^ ENJOY!
Obsidian and Candles
Alucard smelled him as soon as he stalked into the room. The spicy, musky
scent of a human male permeated his nostrils. It was a smell that left him
hungry, unsatisified, and completely frightened of himself. It made the half
of him that was Vampire rise to the surface, like a serpent from the depths of
a black ocean, raising its ugly head and lashing it's powerful body at all
that opposed it. Alucard was hungry, and he knew what he wanted. What he
He walked into his bedroom. It was dark and damp, the walls made of cold stone
that shone with a wet sheen. The smell was so strong that he had to close his
eyes against the instinct to attack the creature that embodied it.
His bed sat in the center of the room, surrounded by heavy velvet drapes of
the darkest obsidian black. Alucard lit a series of tall candles with a long
match. Many tiny flames cast the room in an eery light, soft yellow patterns
racing along the floor.
His cape was thrown over a graceful chair, his jacket and tunic soon
following. Silvery white hair cascaded like unbound silk down his bare,
opalscent back, pallid skin glinting like polished ivory in the meager light.
Slender muscles rippled beneath his flesh as he threw his sword beside the
chair. Clad only in leather breeches and boots, he pulled the drapes back from
Alucard inhaled sharply. His feral golden eyes flowed over the man that lay
amongst the pillows. He tested the air with his tongue, his mouth watering as
he licked the taste of Richter's scent from his lips.
The slayer lay naked among the black silk, his body glowing with warm blood
and health. His cheeks were rosy like the first blooms of spring. His long
lashes lay over the finely defined bones of his cheeks, and his full lips were
parted as he breathed to the steady rhythm of sleep. Richter's flesh was the
color of peaches and cream, and even more delicious. Alucard knew it to be
softer than the finest satin ever produced, and much more delicate. He admired
the long chestnut tresses that whispered across Richter's beautiful face. They
tumbled over his neck and down his slender back, shimmering in the threads of
light that Alucard had brought with him.
Richter moaned slightly and stretched sleepily, his smooth thighs growing
taught with muscle and his long, slender arms reaching over his head. Alucard
took this oppertunity to study the man's perfect chest, which was graced with
blushing brown nipples that his mouth ached to taste. His stomach was flat and
slightly corded with steel-hard muscle. Golden-brown curls laced around the
soft indication of his manhood.
Richter suddenly opened his jewel-blue eyes, sapphire and ice immediately
looking to Alucard. "Alucard..." he murmured happily, a lazy smile playing
across his lips.
The half Vampire merely stared in return. His deep voice echoed in his throat
as he spoke. "Why are you here?" he asked dispassionately, even as his every
instinct told him to conquer the slayer before him, to suck the essence from
his neck as he took him roughly...
"I do hope you haven't forgotten," the man replied smoothly. His eyes
Alucard turned away from that shimmering gaze. "Leave. Now."
Richter sat up and tossed back his long chestnut hair. "Alucard, why?"
He tried not to look at that beautiful, naked body. Those long legs were
spread ever so slightly, and that neck was now bared to his gaze. "Because, I
can't promise you your safety. Last time we were together, circumstances were
Alucard took a deep, shuddering breath and calmly met Richter's gaze. "I have
not fed in so long. I need... I can not be with you. Not now."
The slayer gave him a coy smile. "Do you know what the other Belmonts would do
if they found out I was here? In the home of a Vampire, naked in his bed with
"They would kill you for your insolent behaviour," Alucard interjected
casually, as if the topic gave him no pretense of care for the young man.
"And why am I supposed to care for that? It is your own foolish desire that
brings you here again. Leave me now." He turned away from the bed, from the
ethereal vision before him, and sat down in the chair he had thrown his cape.
"You're not like other Vampires, Alucard. You have a soul. Sympathy. The
others just don't see that as I do." Richter slid out of the bed like a
sinuous snake and slithered to Alucard. He stood behind the chair and leaned
over it, running his hands down the other man's naked chest. "Don't you
remember how sweet I was?"
The pale creature held his breath, those warm hands burning against his skin
until they dripped searing poison into his veins. "Stop this, Richter," he
said rather harshly, ripping the hands away from him. "I was out of control
when I took you in the belltower. The killing caused me to lose my rational
Belmonts were never ones to give up easily. He walked to the front of the
chair and stood before Alucard, hands on his lean hips. "Don't tell me that I
don't make your blood hot with desire. You're immortal, and I am not. That's
why you want me. Because I'm human. Warm, filled with life, and excrutiatingly
Alucard felt his desire triple. If he looked much longer, had to smell that
wonderful male skin, he would go insane. "I..."
He was cut off in midsentence when he felt Richter sliding into his lap. The
young man straddled his waist, naked buttocks pressing into the hard length
that was still trapped in black leather. Soft arms wound around his neck, and
warm lips brushed across his right ear.
"Take me Alucard. I'm willing... On my own volition, I ask you to take me like
you did in the belltower. I can't forget it, not matter how hard I may try.
The sound of the rain, the look in your eyes, the feel of your cold skin
heating up as soon as you entered me. Nothing satisfies me anymore."
The husky whispers ribboning into his ears made Alucard wish he could just
melt. Without knowing it, he had moved his hands to Richter's waist, his long
fingers wrapping around the slender man.
"You don't know what you ask." Even though his words denied it, his body
defaced his lies.
"I ask what you are unwilling to give, but you know you must. Someday, someone
will fall prey to your unbidden desires. I want it to be me."
Richter was so warm, so hot, so living. Alucard's hunger was raging inside
him, threatening to explode, to implode, to overwhelm him. "Richter, I
can't... control myself much longer. I don't want to hurt you."
The slayer leaned back, his thighs tightening around the Vampire's slim waist.
"Take me. Now. I will never be satisifed until I have you again."
"Why do this now, Belmont? You spend your life slaying Vampires, training,
battling, and now you want me to... take you? I will not stand by idly and
"Alucard, my life is empty. Dull. Lifeless. Even the exhiliration of the Hunt
has worn away. That day in the belltower, I have never felt anything akin to
it. I felt like I was dying and being reborn inside you, Alucard. I don't know
if it's your dark magic causing me such agony, or the fact that I am growing
weak inside, but I want you as I have never wanted anything else." His fiery
eyes burned into Alucard's like liquid flames.
The Vampire turned away from them, unable to look inside them. They were
making him hurt. He felt warm breath across his face, and he opened his eyes
in time to see Richter closing the infinite gap between their lips. Everything
that was human told him that it was wrong to want this, wrong to feel this
intangible desire for a creature unbound by death. The sweet scent of
Richter's breath intoxicated him like some drug.
Alucard was spinning into an endless void of no return. If he had been
watching Richter from a distance, he would have been able to control it, but
having the slayer willing in his lap, arms wrapped about him, and lips now
slowly pressing into his own, it was more than he could handle.
"Alucard, kiss me," the slayer demanded gently, exasperated that the creature
was still avoiding his caresses.
"Richter...!" he gasped, his shaking hands trickling up Richter's neck and
gathering in his long hair. He grabbed a handful of the shining locks, pulling
the man's face to him.
Alucard kissed him savagely, deeply, and passionately. The feral joining of
their lips crashed like a crescendo of thunder from the sky, a storm that
could never be soothed, a rain that would never cease. Alucard was fierce and
dominant. He tore into Richter's mouth with the ferocity of a long-starved
Vampire, his incisors leaving small scratches in the wet, thin flesh.
Richter moaned and pessed his now hardened manhood sharply into the Vampire's
stomach. He broke the kiss and threw his head back, moving his hips to a slow
rhythm. The feel of Alucard's cool skin and slick leather made him cry out
with lust; it took all the will he owned to tear himself from the pale
They looked at one another through half-lidded eyes. Alucard's thin cheeks
were blushing with a new heat. The leather that overlapped his groin had been
stretched to its extent as it struggled to hold back his strong erection. He
wanted to take Richter hard enough to make him scream, to make him beg for his
release. He wanted to take that throbbing hard cock in his mouth, wanted to
bite him until he could take no more, wanted to destroy him...
Richter, making sure that Alucard was watching his every move, flowed toward
the bed, his body slipping like a serpent onto the sheets. He spread his legs
and licked his lips, trailing his hands down his slick chest, inching closer
and closer to the focus of his desire.
Alucard had never seen anything like it. He would never have imagined this in
his wildest of fantasies. Richter Belmont, slayer of Vampires, innocent in
earthly matters, was seducing him! And like a winter rose to the light of the
sun, he blindly followed every move. The mouthwatering aroma of his male body
was making him buckle inside, to fold in upon himself. Alucard took the bait,
hooked by the pure sexuality that the man radiated.
He watched as Richter sighed, parting his soft lips, and arched his neck back.
His hands had now reached his erection, which he began to touch gently.
Capable fingers wrapped around the silken hardness and stroked to an
agonizingly slow rhythm. Richter threw his head to the side, the vein in his
neck pulsing as his heartbeat quickened.
"Richter, this is your last warning." Alucard still sat in the chair, his
hands clutching the armrests as if they were the only things holding him back.
"Go. Away." It wasn't only the thought of hurting Richter that frightened him,
but of the beast he would become as soon as his mouth met that sweet human
"I will not go away," he breathed in hitched gasps. "God Alucard, take me now!
I am tired of this game! Why not take me now, and save yourself the pain of
killing some innocent, unwilling victim tomorrow?"
The half-Vampire gave out a strangled growl and stood from his chair,
approaching the slayer like a stalking wolf. "Fine, we will play your game
Richter." he hissed dangerously.
With a feral growl and the baring of sharp teeth, he joined Richter of the
massive, silk-clad bed. He grabbed the slayer by those long chestnut locks and
lifted him to his knees before him. Alucard laid his cheek on Richter's
smooth, white back and breathed in the scent of his luscious hair and sweet
skin. Already he could feel his incisors vibrating with the thirst for hot
"Alucard..." the man moaned deliciously, arching his back and sitting directly
on Alucard's leather-bound cock, rubbing into it slowly. He threw his head
over the Vampire's shoulder and licked his jawline, then sucked gently at the
tiny crevice below his ear.
Alucard gasped with lust and grabbed Richter's slim hips, bringing the man
down on himself roughly. The feel of his cold chest slipping along the
slayer's warm back was exhilirating. He began to rip at his pants, eager to
have them off and done with.
The sound of leather hitting a stone floor was drowned out by Richter's
throaty moans. Alucard's long-fingered hands were wrapped around his waist,
and the creature was behind him, now completely naked and beautiful. They
moved against each other as if imitating sex, kissing each other's faces and
trying to resist the overwhelming urge to lose control.
"Alucard," he whispered again, urgently, the name rolling from his lips like
the sweetest tinkling of a crystal bell.
He answered the call by pressing his blood-engorged cock into the soft split
of Richter's backside and thrusting his hips sharply into it. The slayer cried
out and rolled his own pelvis fluidly, urging the half-Vampire on, begging to
be taken. Jewel-blue eyes were half-lidded and glazed with desire. Alucard
inserted a finger between Richter's parted red lips and slid them over the
man's smooth tongue.
As his fingers were sucked and thoroughly wettened, Alucard ran his mouth all
over his lover's slender neck, kissing gently and licking spontaneously.
Tendons flexed beneath his fingers, muscles trembled beneath his every touch,
and husky whispers filled his ears. He was completely lost from everything and
everyone but Richter. Richter's hot mouth around his fingers, Richter's voice
surrounding him, Richter's scent permeating his very entity, and Richter's
body hot against his own. Nothing could spoil the perfect moment of having a
willing, living man in his arms; a strong slayer with a beauty rare to humans.
Alucard slid his fingers from the man's mouth and positioned them at his
entrance, using the saliva coating to lubricate as he gently pushed one
inside. Richter moaned and tossed his head back, throwing it over Alucard's
broad shoulder. His hips rocked into the touch as if to beg for more.
"Take me," he said, curving his head to the right and exposing his throbbing,
Alucard's entire world reeled. His mouth bared into a vicious growl, exposing
sharp, carnal teeth that glistened an unnatural white. His breath became
erratic and hitched, his vision spun, and he was sinking his incisors deeply
into hot, yielding flesh...
Richter suddenly screamed and went rigid. His lips parted in a mute gasp as
Alucard removed his fingers and dove into him with one sharp, solid thrust. It
shoved the man onto his hands and knees, and he had to lean on his elbows to
maintain balance. Alucard lay across his back, his cold skin now burning as if
a fire lay beneath it, his breath coming out harsh and grating in Richter's
The slayer panted with pain as Alucard continued to pommel inside him. It was
what he had wanted... for Alucard to lose himself in a willing partner. His
pants became moans as the creature reached one hand around and began to stroke
his length to a quick, circular rhythm. The burning, caustic poison of
Alucard's lethal kiss was sending electric shockwaves of pleasure throughout
his entire body. His bite was dangerously pleasurable and yet so painful that
tears welled in his tightly shut eyes.
Warm blood seeped from Richter's pulsing vein and filled Alucard with a new
vitality. His own blood was boiling inside him, threatening to make him the
monster he so feared. Richter was tight and hot around his cock as he thrust
hard into him. The man's sweaty back slipped across his chest and stomach,
teasing his sensitized flesh. It was all too much and yet not enough. He
strengthened his wildly pivoting hips, stroked Richter faster, and sucked
harder at his still-flowing jugular.
Richter let out a strangled groan as crescendos of intense orgasm beat upon
"Alucard! Uuuuunh!" he screamed as loudly as he could, his voice echoing off
the stone walls. His muscles trembled as he released himself into the
Vampire's waiting hand.
Alucard growled as pure animal lust consumed his senses. He vaguely heard
Richter's screams, as if far away, and barely felt the man's anal muscles
begin to stroke his exploding cock. There was a rage of thunder in his ears as
the fresh blood sang through him. His every vein pulsed with temporary energy,
one which he had not felt in so long. Was that his voice whispering Richter's
name? Was it his body shuddering with a powerful climax that seemed to branch
passion throughout him?
Slowly, Alucard came to his senses. The room once again came into focus, and
the knowledge that Richter was unmoving before him quickly snapped him into
"Richter," he said, surprised by how thick his voice sounded and how out of
breath he was.
The slayer did not answer, but moaned and stirred slightly on the rumpled
silk. His neck wore two small holes, and they had been seared closed by
Alucard's hot new mouth.
Alucard lay Richter on his back and stared at his face for long minutes. The
man was pale from loss of blood, and completely unconscious. He would come to
eventually, though. Fortunately, he had not taken enough blood to kill the
man; only to leave him in a dreamless sleep that could possibly last for days.
He ran his long, trembling fingers over that beautiful face before laying down
beside him. In the evening when he awoke, he would decide what to do with the
one man that had seduced him. He could still feel his blood hot inside him. It
would last all day as he slept.
Outside, the sun had risen, painting an old, delapidated castle with golden
rays. It did not touch the subterrarean room where a half-Vampire and his new
mate slept, undisturbed by the outside world.
AU: What did you think? Be sure to leave me some feedback pls! And, if you
think there should be another chapter, tell me so and I might write another
one! ^-^ I hope you enjoyed this ficcie!
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