Kitten and Carrot

Your tired eyes gase at Seras, and the look she give's you almost hurts its so sweet. Her ocean blue eyes are almost shining with hope and a child like innocence that permiate's her form. Your mediocer lip reading skills finaly come in to play as you spy her whispering please over and over again.

"How could I refuse? It would be a crime to turn away such a pretty little flower like you Seras-hime." You softly smile to the little Vampiress as her brain short circuts at the idea of you agreeing. "I zink you broke her Masta!" You leer at a playfully chuckleing Schrödinger. "I'm assumeing you want in on this aswell?" She giggles again before clicking her heals.

"Ja vol, mein herr! It would be an-" Schrödinger's statement is broken by a blond haired blurr slaming into your chest. After stagering back abit, you take in the form that tackled you in a death hug. "Thank you, thank you!" You place a calm and gentle hand across Seras's quivering form. "Shh...it's ok," You glance over at Schrödinger as Seras weeps into your chest.

Her pouting form and puffed out cheeks cracks you up slightly. "Oh, dont pout Schro-chan." She stamps her feet. "But Masta, She ruined my-" You lean over and kiss her forehead breaking her rant in mid verse. As Schrödinger twirls in a dizzy fashion, mumbleing about her sexy master, You look down to Seras.

"Better now?" She breaks away from you, and with a cute little smile looks up to you. "W-Would you....c-call me Kitten?" You grin playfully at her sweet little whisper. "I'd be glade to, Kitten-hime." You lean down and lay a feather soft kiss on her pillow like lips.

Seras presses her firm but marshmallow like breasts against your chest as her arms slide across your neck. Moaning softly she breaks away, "T-That was amazeing." You chuckle softly. "There will be plenty more where that came from Kitten." You lay another soft kiss on the tip of her nose.

"Ahem!! If you are done Snoging ze Vampire, we have some business to discuss, Mr. Genryuzai-Hellzing." Turning to the source of the voice, you find a slightly blushing carrot toped Mercenary. " Ah, Miss. Bernadotte." You raise a quisical eyebrow. "What business are you refering to exactly?"

She pokes you in the chest. "Simple, Since YOU will be the head of house Hellsing. You inherate OUR contract, BOSS!" She gives you a wide shit-eating grin. "Huh?" You look to Integra for help. She only shrugs. "Sorry dear, but she's right. But maybe you could work out a....discount?" You turn back to Pip. "Um....any chance at a discount Pip-chan?"

"Depends, if you are willing to make some....arrangements in your world avalable, we MIGHT be interested in a permanint discount." She almost purrs as she trails her finger across your chest. "W-what kind of arrangements?" She pulls away and walks in a small circle.

"It's quite simple really, opertunity's in this dimension are two few and far between. And I figure that a trans-dimensional Mercenary would get QUITE a few offers." You scowl slightly, thinking she's only out for money. You are about to pass, when Schrödinger hops onto your shoulders. "Fräulein Bernadotte is lieing Masta~"

You turn to Schrödinger. "What are you up to?" She giggles slightly as her ears twitch, "Mein hearing is greater then a normal human, unt I can hear her heat beating a mile a minute ven she is near you masta!" Pip squaks in alarm. "H-Hey Damn it! D-Dont tell himm that!!!"