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Cocktail Mix	By : Atropa Category: InuYasha Crossovers > General Views: 37354 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Cocktail Mix
- 2-Mix 1
- 3-Mix 2
- 4-Mix 3
- 5-Mix 4
- 6-Mix 5
- 7-Mix 6
- 8-Mix 7
- 9-Mix 8
- 10-Mix 9
- 11-Mix 10
- 12-Mix 11
- 13-Mix 12
- 14-Mix 13
- 15-Mix 14
- 16-Mix 15
- 17-Mix 16
- 18-Mix 17
- 19-Mix 18
- 20-Mix 19
- 21-Mix 20
- 22-Mix 21
- 23-Mix 22
- 24-Mix 23
- 25-Mix 24
- 26-Mix 25
- 27-Mix 27
- 28-Mix 28
- 29-Mix 29
- 30-Atropa's Little Note
- 31-Mix 30
- 32-Mix 31
- 33-Mix 32
- 34-Another Rambling from Atropa
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- 30
11 of May 2005
darkcupid - this is for you.
Sango/Anderson (Hellsing)
15th of May: And thank you Lady Shiva for pointing out the spelling of
the names. It's been awhile since I saw the anime...

Cocktail Mix 29

She sat on the edge on the roof of the
tall building, scanning the area. The night had been calm so far, but Sango knew
that evil was brewing just beneath the calm surface of the city. Her black cape
and black cat suit gave her the cover she needed. Under the cape, strapped
against her back she had her trusty sword, ready to strike against the ghouls
and vampires that invaded her beloved London. She knew that there was an
organisation that was run by a Hellsing that also fought against the darkness.
And if she were to believe the rumours, they had a monster doing the dirty work
for them. She had never seen him though, so she was not sure if the rumours were
true. She shook her head lightly to remove the disturbing thoughts and then she
concentrated on watching the neighbourhood again.

A wicked smile crossed her face as she
saw the stiff movements of one night creature. Sango rose and unsheathed her
sword and silently jumped off the roof and landed with a cat�s grace on the
ground behind the ghoul. She tapped him on the shoulder and when he turned
around he was turned to dust. �One down, a thousand to go.� she thought
bitterly and looked around. It was rare that a ghoul traveled the night alone,
they were pack animals. And this was no exception. As she came around the corner
was a bunch of them, feasting on a human body. She shivered lightly before
rushing towards them, ready to strike them down. But before she could reach them
they exploded in a cloud of dust. Left were only odd looking knives and
banishing wards. She looked around but couldn�t see anything. She growled,
irritated that someone had killed her prey.

But she would not be left without. Only
seconds later she was battling against a small army of undead people. She
laughed as she vanquished one after another. But she could see more of those odd
knives rush through the air, killing those who came too close to her back. She
suddenly felt a warm body against her back and she looked over her shoulder and
saw a blond head tower over her. �What the hell�.?� But she was cut short
and she dusted two ghouls that came too close to her.

-
Who are you, young one? asked a dark voice that made Sango�s soul shiver.

-
Why would you care? snorted Sango, reluctant to give up her identity
while fighting the evil creatures of the night.

-
Your skills with the sword are impressive. Are you a part of the Hellsing
Organization? he spat out as he plastered purifying wards on the faces of two
ghouls.

-
No, are you? Sango could hear the despise he held for the Hellsing
organization, so even if she had been working for them, she would have told him
that she didn�t.

-
No, my name is Anderson, Alexander Anderson, paladin from the Iscariot
Organization.

-
Mr. Anderson, it was nice meeting you, but I have to go now, said Sango
and dusted the last of the ghouls.
But before she could jump onto the roof
where she had been sitting earlier, she was grabbed by the man behind her. She
turned around and gazed right into a broad chest, her eyes traveled further up
and were met by a pair of luminous green eyes. He was blond; it looked as if he
had forgotten to shave the last couple of days. He wore glasses, but his whole
appearance gave Sango the chills. But what really made her want to snarl
viciously was the smirk on his lips, it was as if he was teasing her and that
was something she didn�t tolerate. He held her arm in a gentle grip, but she
could tell that he wasn�t going to let her go any time soon.

-
Miss, please give me your name so I can call it out during my lonely
nights?
Sango just shook her head, thinking that
he was nothing more than a creepy pervert and then tightened her hold on her
sword, ready to defend herself against this blonde giant. But before she could
raise her sword he had blocked the movement with one of his blessed knives, the
sound of metal clashing together echoed through the streets. Sango growled under
her breath and used her leg to strike at his weakest point. His green eyes
widened behind his glasses and she felt the grip around her arm weaken and she
pulled away.

Before Anderson could stop the little
minx, she had jumped onto a ladder and climbed just as easily as if she would
have flown up. She had been an impressive fighter. She knew how to protect
herself and she certainly knew the ghouls weak points. This was not among her
first fights against the creatures of darkness. �We�ll meet again young one.�
he thought as he straightened his back and felt the pain from her kick
disappear. He turned around and walked down the dark street with the blinking
lights. The smirk never left his lips. He was certain that he would cross her
sword again, and that was very soon. And he was lolling forward to it, even more
than to fight against the leashed monster of Hellsing.

= ♣ = ♣ = ♣ =

Sango met a couple of the undead back to
her lair; the poor fellows had to face the brunt of her anger over the priest
that had dared to challenge her. But she couldn�t get the image of his
appearance out of her head. He was like giant, blonde Viking. She could easily
see him in a furry pelt and a horned helmet on his head. �And his eyes, so
green and piercing�� she thought as she unlocked the door to her apartment,
high up in an attic.

She shook her head and removed her long
black coat and threw it over a chair in the kitchen. She walked over to her
fridge and opened it and found a bottle of beer. She opened it and gulped down a
few sips before sighing. She then lit a cigarette and closed her eyes as she
sipped some more beer. She was wondering why she did this� this hero-work at
all. Not many knew of the ghoul- and vampire-problem London had. The Hellsing
institute had a lot of people working for them and yet there was enough creeps
to go around. It didn�t matter if she blew away a thousand, the next night they
had multiplied. There had to be a source somewhere. Someone that was making
these nightly creatures.

And now there was a new player in town.
�Paladin, Alexander Anderson�. Iscariot Organization. A priest, I was outdone
by a fucking priest of the catholic church?!!� Sango snorted and blew out a
grey cloud of smoke through her nose, making her look like a fire breathing
dragon. �But I wonder why he hate the Hellsing institute so much? Anyone with
ears could hear the hate he had for them. But why?� she sipped some more beer
and felt the alcohol make her relax a bit. She put her cigarette away for a
moment and removed the sword that was strapped against her back. Next came Colt
04691 Commander guns, loaded with silver bullets dipped in holy water. She
didn�t like to use guns, but it was good to have when the sword was not enough
or when the enemy was too far away. She then sat back on the chair and took a
few more drags on the cigarette before she put it out and heaved the rest of the
beer. She looked at the clock and realized that a whole night had passed and she
could see the first shimmers of dawn appear on the sky outside her window.

But instead of going to bed as she
should, she just grabbed another beer and headed towards the large space that
was her living room. She flipped on the stereo and dark, gothic, metal music
began to float through the attic-turned-into-a-flat. A belt filled with small
throwing stars was removed from Sango�s waist and she hung it over the arms-rest
of the sofa before she sunk down on the soft cushions and stared at the dusty
ceiling. She was annoyed by the fact that she had been cheated of her prey this
evening. She didn�t like it one bit. He was competition even if the both of them
worked for a good cause. She was a hunter, a demon slayer. She wanted to be
alone in her trade. The Hellsing Organization didn�t count. This priest was a
loner just as her self and that made him into a rival to her.

Sango sighed and closed her eyes.
�Forget about the damn priest. You should just drink up your fucking beer and go
back to bed. You need all the rest you can get if you are going to be awake yet
another night.� she thought to herself and with a few deep gulps she had
emptied the bottle of beer. And then she put her feet up on the sofa as well and
she relaxed. Two minutes later she was asleep.

= ♣ = ♣ = ♣ =

The next day the leader of the Hellsing
Organization, Sir Integra Hellsing Wingates, got a rather unpleasant visitor.
Her monster, the No Life King, was there with her all the time as the paladin
from the 13^th division of the Catholic Church were visiting.
Alexander Anderson sat relaxed in a chair in front of the large desk, looking at
the petite female in front of him. She looked at him with piercing blue eyes and
he smirked and leaned forward a bit.

-
Miss Hellsing, there is a new player in town� who is she? asked Anderson.

-
I don�t know what you are talking about Mr. Anderson, said Sir Integra as
she lit a cigarillo.

-
She�s got to come from this section; she�s good enough, said Anderson.

-
The Female Officer is not on duty at the moment, said Alucard.

-
The little redheaded thing? No, the black haired one with dark, jaded
eyes, said Anderson as he looked at the red clothed vampire.

-
We have no such woman in our squad Mr. Anderson, said Sir Integra.

-
How come I do not believe you Miss Hellsing?

-
I do not care if filth like you believe me or not. The woman of whom you
speak of is not one of ours, leave it at that Judas Priest, spat the vibrant
young leader of the Hellsing Institute.
Anderson snorted and rose to his feet
and eyed the vampire with green eyes. A smirk then appeared on his lips and he
nodded to the No Life King.

-
Until next time Alucard, said Anderson and bowed to them both and walked
out from the office with his head held high.
The young female leader looked at her
monster and he shook his head. The female that Anderson was speaking of was not
in their division at all.

-
No, Master, I have only recruited the Female Officer. No one else, said
Alucard.

-
So there might be a rogue slayer out there? asked Integra as her blue
eyes looked at the red eyed monster she had on a leash.

-
Yes, I would suspect it is Master, said Alucard.

-
Then why are you standing there? Look it up! ordered the ash blonde
female and waved him off.

-
Yes, Master, answered the red eyed vampire and disappeared into the
shadows of her office.
Outside the No Life King would find the
Paladin, looking around before strolling down the street.

Anderson could feel the vampire
following him, but this time he had no desire to fight the bastard. No, he had
something better to find and fight. The little ghoul slayer with jade green eyes
and a spirit that could enlighten a whole arena, she was his target and he vowed
to find her again. He couldn�t care less about the monster that Sir Hellsing had
on her leash. He wanted this little woman that had sparked his spirit to the
point were he actually grew hard. He adjusted his pants discreetly and scanned
over the area, it was still a few hour before the sun would set, the ghouls and
vampires of the night was still sleeping. Too bad that Alucard could travel
between the shadows of the late day. Anderson made a smirk and walked right
through a sun lit parking place, knowing that the monster could not follow him
here.

= ♣ = ♣ = ♣ =

Sango awoke as the last rays of sunshine
flooded her attic and she rubbed the unsatisfied sleep from her eyes and removed
her clothes. A quick shower with unscented soaps cleaned her up and she dried
off and then put on the cat suit again. She but before she buttoned up she hid
daggers and knives here and there. Her suit contained a large number of hidden
weapons and before she put on her long black duster she placed a pentagram
around her neck. Many thought that crosses would save them from the darkness of
the ghouls and vampires. But they had forgotten that the pentagram and the David
Star had been there long before the cross came to life. Ghouls, demons and
vampires had been there before the Christianity entered the world, but they
often forgot about that part. Sango had chosen the pentacle, the five-pointed
star as her protection. She even had it tattooed into her back just in case. She
placed a few more knives around her thighs before she put on the harness for her
guns and then the large black leather coat. Just before she went outside the
door, she secured the katana on her back, covering it with her coat. Now she was
ready to face the creatures of the night now. She walked through the door, and
locked it before she exited the stairs.

Sango found a good spot in a large oak
at the edge of the park. She saw the street get emptier for each half hour that
went by. She scolded herself when she began to think about the priest again. Why
couldn�t she get him out of her head? He was rude and actually not that
handsome, so why did her thoughts stray back to him all the time? She shook her
head lightly as the street lights were lit and the fog began to roll in from the
bay, giving the city an unearthly appearance. It would turn out to be a busy
night for the rogue slayer. Sango knew from experience that foggy night always
was more active when it came down to killing ghouls and vampires. She sighed but
then she stiffened up. She was being watched by someone. She sat perfectly
still, waiting for the person to come forward and reveal himself, but nothing
happened. Sango waited and her body ready to spring into action if called for,
but she felt her heart jump when the shadows underneath the tree began to move
and transformed into a man with a red cape and a red hat. He wore shaded glasses
and he was smirking as he tilted his face up to look at Sango.

-
Looks like I found a kitten in the tree, chuckled the figure and Sango
tensed up when she saw his fangs glimmer in the dim light.
�He�s a vampire� but not like any
other vampire I have ever met before.� thought
Sango and suppressed a shiver. He was still smirking but showed no signs of
wanting to harm her.

-
The name�s Alucard and I am not like the other filthy creatures that you
are hunting, he said and chuckled again when he saw her eyes widened.

-
Why are you here then?

-
I was sent to investigate the free lancing slayer, and I think I have
found her.

-
Maybe. Who wanted you to investigate me? asked Sango and tried to sound
bored of the conversation.

-
My Master, Sir Integra Hellsing Wingates.

-
Ahh, I see, now you have seen me, now you can leave.

-
A tough girl? I wonder what the Judas Priest sees in you little girl,
what did you do to have him so impressed? asked Alucard as pulled down his
glasses a bit and stared at her over the edge.

-
Judas Priest? I don�t know of such a person, snorted Sango and felt her
body heat up just thinking about the blonde giant.
Alucard laughed softly as his nose
picked up a faint trace of arousal. The little girl in the tree wanted the
priest? �Interesting.� He thought as he watched her jump down and land
gracefully and without a sound on the ground. Her agility was above that of a
normal human being. She must have trained for a very long time. He took notice
of her clothes and could understand that even a priest from the Catholic Church
could be obsessed by her. The tight suit she wore underneath the dark cape was
not hiding her womanly features at all. He could see every curve and suddenly he
became a bit jealous. But he just shook it off his shoulders and took a step
forward, but stopped when he felt cold steel against his throat. It burned his
skin even if she had not penetrated his flesh.

-
A sword, a beautiful one at that, he said.

-
And it will be the last thing you�ll see if you come any closer monster,
growled Sango.

-
You have spiked it with something, would you be so kind and tell me with
what?

-
This blade has been blessed by a Shinto priest, a Catholic priest, a
Lappish shaman, a Buddhist monk, a Wiccan witch, and my friend, who was a shrine
maiden, said Sango proudly.

-
Lappish shaman?

-
A man from the Nordic country of Sweden, Finland and Norway, said Sango.

-
Impressive, I can understand why it stings so badly, please remove it?
Sango nodded and took away the sword,
but she didn�t put it away. She didn�t trust this monster for five seconds. But
as they stood silent, watching each other, another gang of players came into the
field. Ghouls welled up from the sewers around them. Sango sighed but began to
fight.

Alucard smirked when he saw the small
female fight her way through the flesh eating masses. She was good, very good
and he would ask his Master to have this female to join their organization. That
would tease the Judas Priest to no end he imagined. He pulled out his gun and
fired off a round of explosive bullets.

Sango jumped at the sound and saw ghouls
turn to dust next to her; she whirled around and saw the smirking vampire and
the large gun he held. It was still smoking from the pipe and he blew it away
with a cocky look. �Damn bastard, fucking show off!!� she thought as she
sliced and diced her way through the creatures of the night. And she hated show
offs. She pulled out her own gun and fired off a round as well and it had him
raise an eyebrow in surprise.

-
Well, it was not nice meeting you, and I hope that we�ll never meet
again, said Sango as she got an opening in the ghouly masses.
Alucard wanted to stop her but a wave of
blessed knives came flying through the air. A few embedded themselves in his
immortal body. He began to laugh and turned and saw Anderson stand there with a
grim look in his green eyes.

Anderson felt as if he had been stabbed
in the chest when he heard the vampire flirt with the woman he was looking for.
She had stood against the monster, and if she had wanted to, she could have
taken his head. Not that it would kill the son of a bitch, but she had caught
him off guard with it. He was proud of her. She was indeed an excellent slayer.
She didn�t back from the monster that was the No Life King. He saw her disappear
and he didn�t want to loose track of her again.

-
Next time monster, he said to Alucard and followed the little female that
had caught his attention.

-
Judas Priest has fallen for a small human girl, interesting, chuckled the
vampire as he dusted the last of the ghouls and headed back to the Hellsing
Mansion.
Anderson heard it and he snorted. He had
not fallen; he was merely interested in her abilities as a slayer. Or so he told
himself. But he knew that Alucard was right. How it was possible to fall for
someone in such short period of time he didn�t know, but he had.

He saw her turn around a corner and he
picked up his speed, not wanting to loose sight of her. But as he came around
the same corner he found himself looking into the barrel of a gun. He smiled
when he saw the woman stand there, proud and tall.

-
Why do you follow me? she asked.

-
Because I want to get to know you little one, said Anderson and relaxed
back. He had missed her since he saw her last night.

-
I don�t want to be stalked by a freaky pervert priest.
Anderson smiled and reached out to move
the gun away from his face. She put it back in the harness and she looked up at
him again. She was so small, she looked so fragile, but he knew better. He had
seen her fight and knew that she was as strong as they came.

-
What is your name? he asked.

-
Sango.

-
Sango sounds foreign.

-
My ancestors came from Japan, said Sango.

-
I understand. Why do you fight Sango? he asked. And finally he knew her
name. A name he could call out when the loneliness became too much for him.
Sango frowned; she was becoming too
friendly with the priest. She was a lone wolf; she didn�t want to have friends.
She didn�t want to have anyone to care for. She never knew if she would survive
the night. She didn�t want to cause anyone any sorrow.

-
Because I can, she simply said.

-
Heeeh?

-
Never mind, are you quite finished with your questions or can I go now?
He didn�t answer her and she was about
to turn around and leave him. But he took hold of her arm again and this time he
pulled her close to him. She tilted her head and looked angrily at him. Her dark
green eyes flashed and he just smiled as he used his gloved hand to cup her
cheek.

-
Sango, he said her name as if he was tasting candy.

-
Don�t make me hurt you priest!

-
I�m sorry, I sometimes forget myself, will you allow me to treat you to a
cup of tea and some pie? He asked.

-
Huh??

-
I wish to treat you to a cup of tea and some pie Sango.
Sango mentally shook her head and cursed
herself for being so stupid. She heard him the first time, but she couldn�t
quite believe it. She nodded and he released her and then he held up his elbow,
urging her to place her hand on it. She did and he smiled as gently as he could.

But before they could reach a night
opened caf� they were attacked by another wave of ghouls. This time it was a
much larger group, Sango estimated them to be over a hundred that now closed in
on them. She growled and drew her sword with her right arm while she pulled out
her gun with the other. She dusted a few with the gun and some more with her
katana. Purifying wards and blessed knives was thrown around and she knew that
they would get out of here alive. But she completely missed the ghoul that was
coming towards them from the side. He plunged his teeth into Anderson�s arm and
the priest let out a growl and destroyed the attacker. The bite had been deep
and he hissed as the pain shot through his arm.

Sango dusted the last few by firing off
a few shots and then she turned around and saw the priest hold his right hand
over his left upper arm. She could the redness form on his dusty white coat and
she let out a curse. They were not far from her lair and she took his other arm
and guided him to her flat.

Anderson saw her unlock a door to an
attic and she held the door open and he stepped inside. Inside he could smell
the fragrance that was just Sango and he inhaled deeply, letting it sooth his
soul. He felt her hand on his back and she guided him to the kitchen area. He
was gently pushed down and she helped him remove his coat and shirt. He smirked
inwardly when he saw her eyes widened as she looked over his bare upper body. He
flexed his muscles a bit and was rewarded by a small blush on her cheeks.

Sango could almost feel her mouth water
as he revealed his upper body. He was well built and she could see a string of
blonde hair disappear down his pants. �No, no� not thinking about that��
She began to search through her cabinet and found a small jar. She then wetted a
towel and cleaned his wound before opening the jar to put some of the salve onto
his wound. The salve had a very strong smell, not an unpleasant one, but strong.

Anderson felt a sting and he looked at
her as she placed the salve on his bite mark. He didn�t want to tell her that he
would be healed in a couple of hours. Just feeling her soft fingers dance over
his skin was too much for him and he sighed in pure contentment. He felt her
pull away and he missed her touch immediately. She put away the jar and then
turned to look at him.

-
It should heal in half an hour, she said and moved over to the stove. She
filled the tea pot with water and put it on the stove.

-
What is this that you put on?

-
A little magical thing that my grandmother taught me how to make, said
Sango, not wanting to explain her wonder salve further.
Anderson didn�t say much more, he just
sat there looking at her as she moved around to make tea for them both. He was a
bit surprised to see her take out a cigarette and lit it. He had not taken her
for a smoker. But she obviously was one. He didn�t put on his shirt. If he could
have his wish this very moment, his little slayer would not have any clothes on
either. He wanted to rip that skin tight suit from her body, he wanted to place
her on the kitchen table and take her like an animal in heat. He could feel his
cock grow hard as he saw her remove her coat and place it over a chair. And
seeing her in just that suit was not making things easier for the priest. He saw
the harness which held her two pistols. He saw the sword, still strapped against
her back. Around her waist he could see a belt with small metal stars. He became
curious and he leaned forward and put his forefinger on the belt and pulled her
back and he heard her gasp.

-
What are these? He asked as he sensually traced a finger over one of the
stars.

-
Shurikens, throwing stars. They�re made of silver and have been blessed,
said Sango and felt her voice tremble a bit as she felt his hand move to rest on
her hip instead.

-
Effective?

-
Very much if you know where to hit, said Sango.

-
And I suspect that you do, otherwise you shouldn�t be carrying them
around. You said you fight because you could. But I suspect that there are more
to it than just that Sango.
�Does he has to sound as if he wanted
me when he says my name?� thought Sango and felt
relief when the tea pot began to howl. She took it away from the stove and put
some tea leaves into the hot water. She then poured some tea into two cups and
was about to sit down on the same chair where she had put her coat, but she let
out a small shriek as he put his hands on her hips and pulled her down into his
lap. Her hands landed on his bare chest and she could feel the warmth from his
skin seep through her palms. Her eyes widened a bit and he smirked at her before
placing a hand on the back of her neck and then he kissed her� hard.

Anderson could feel her part her lips as
he brushed his tongue over them. He tasted her and knew that there would be no
other for him. This young female was the only one that had made him think of
sex, something he had pushed away while working for the Iscariot Organization.
Females was looked down upon, they had only two roles in life and that was to
take care of their husbands and give them babies. But seeing Sango in action
told him that women could do so much more and he wanted to possess her. He
needed her, he wanted her. He felt her hands trace over his hard chest and he
let out a dark moan as her fingers brushed over his hard nipples.

Sango gave the whole thing a second
before deciding that it had been too long since she had a man. And this man
certainly was something that could give her what she wanted. She moved to
straddle his lap and by the way the bulge in his pants pushed against her
centre, he was well endowed. Her arms went around his strong neck and she
removed his glasses and put them on the table. His green eyes glowed and she
could feel herself melt under his gaze. He grabbed her ass and pushed her into
his pelvis, making sure that she knew how much he wanted her. She felt him
nibble at her lower lip, coaxing her to kiss him again and she obliged.

Anderson felt her hands move over his
bare chest and he grabbed her behind and pushed her closer to the hardness in
his pants. God, he wanted her so badly that he thought he would explode unless
he could have her. He pulled away slightly from her heavenly lips and looked at
her. Her cheeks were rosy and her lower lip shivered and he was about to blow a
fuse when he saw the pink tip of her tongue darted out. His hands came up and
found the zipper to her suit and he pulled it down quickly, revealing her
womanly features. She was not big busted, but those small firm mounds had his
mouth water and he dipped his face to one of them, suckling her through the
cotton material of her black bra. The way she pushed against his mouth made him
sure that she was just as willing to instigate more serious business like him.
He peeled off the rest of her suit and let it rest on her hips. He then set a
goal to remove her bra as well, but this was an area he was not used to. He
fumbled with the clasps and cursed under his breath as they refused to come
undone.

-
Here� let me help you, whispered Sango huskily and put her hands behind
her back and with a light movement she had undone the clasp of her bra.

-
Need to train on that thing, mumbled Anderson as his mouth latched onto
her exposed nipple, suckling it as if it was made of candy.

-
Why Mr. Anderson? asked Sango as her fingers moved through his short
blonde hair.

-
I don�t know� I just know that you have touched me.
Sango settled with that as her lips
caught his in a passionate kiss again. Her hands were placed on his rough cheeks
and she could feel the stub sting her face as she kissed him. His hands grabbed
her ass cheeks again and she felt her body turn to molten lava as he rubbed her
centre against his hard bulge.

Anderson felt her stand up and he was
quick to pull down the rest of her suit and stripped her of it. He looked at her
naked form, or almost naked form that is. Because he could see a large number of
weapons strapped to her body, he took his time to remove them and while he did
this he could see her fingers play with her nipples, rolling them between her
thumbs and forefingers, teasing them to stand erect into the air. God in heaven,
he had to undo his flyer or else he would burst through his pants. His cock was
so hard that it was painful now. He saw her sit down on the edge of the table,
spreading her legs, revealing her shaved pussy.

Sango could feel his thick finger move
over her pussy lips before pushing it inside her. She locked her eyes with his
and she shivered when she saw the lust glimmering in those green depths. He
finger fucked her with slow strokes and she threw her head back as the waves of
pleasure washed over her. She had been avoiding the male race for far too long
and she climaxed on his finger. She felt him pull it away and as her gaze raised
she could see him lick that very finger clean from her juices.

She tasted wild. Anderson sucked his
finger into his mouth and savoured the taste of her juicy pussy. He looked at
her and saw the glazed daze in her eyes and he smirked again and unbuckled his
pants and freed his aching cock. He put his hand on it and pumped it a few times
before he put the tip against her shaved mound. He moved it up and down between
her pussy lips do gain some lubrication before he pushed inside her body. He
hissed out as he did, the feeling of her inner walls massage his hard flesh was
just too much and he knew he was cumming before he could enter her fully.

Sango could feel his semen trickle down
the crack of her ass but he didn�t soften as other males had, instead he smirked
at her and put his hands on her hips and held her steady as he impaled her on
his shaft. As soon as he had imbedded his cock in her body she saw him look down
where they were joined and the tip of his tongue came out and he moved his right
hand to pinch her blood engorged clit with his fingers, sending her over the
edge once again.

The sloppy sound that was created as he
moved in and out of her, turned Anderson on even more and he looked down on the
small woman lying on the table. Just seeing his thick cock disappear into her
small, shaved slit was making him so hard that he thought he was about to
explode again. Her heels dug into his firm ass and she was pushing him deeper
into her small frame. He leaned forward and put his hands next to her head as he
pumped her pussy with his hard cock. He could see the emotions flow over her
face and he took the opportunity to kiss her sweet lips again. He could feel her
hands go around his neck as she held him in place as he kissed her.

Sango dug her heels into the firmness of
his ass as he pounded his cock into her body. He stretched her in a way that no
other man had done before. And when he kissed her she was lost in him. She
pulled him close; she wanted him to almost merge with her as he continued to
fuck her with determination. The slickness of his first cum made it easy for him
to move in and out of her snatch. Not to mention that her own fluids made it
very easy too. The grunts he made when he pushed deep into her body made her
feel powerful and she dug her nails into his back as he kissed her.

He was lost. The paladin was lost in her
warmth. He could stay buried inside this young female forever. She made him
shiver. His spine experienced chills and heated beams like never before. Not
even the fights against Alucard felt this exciting. He put his hands under her
shoulders and pulled her up, impaling her on his hard cock. With a few kicks he
freed himself of his pants, leaving them on the kitchen floor and he carried her
into her living room. He sat down on the sofa and let her slide down on his
slick shaft again. Her small breasts brushed over his hard chest and Anderson
groaned in pleasure and grabbed her ass to hold her down on his cock.

Sango let out a harsh sound of lust as
she slid down his hard length, taking him fully into her body as she sat down.
He spread her ass cheeks and she cried out his name as he inserted a finger into
her small bum. He finger fucked her ass as she kissed him thoroughly. She had
never experienced a guy who had dared touch her there and yet she moved to get
more of his finger into her tight anal passage.

Anderson felt his finger disappear into
her tiny hole and he grunted out her name as she pressed back against his
intruding limbs. He looked at her as she threw her head back and screamed his
name. Alexander. Her inner muscles tightened around him and he held her down as
he came deep within her. She then fell forward and he hugged her close. He
slowly removed his finger from her behind and put his arm around. He gently
stroked her over her black hair and whispered comforting words.

She might be a loner, but she was sure
going to have this guy around. Perhaps she could tie him to her bed? That
brought a tired smile to Sango�s lips. She pushed her nose into his neck and
breathed in his manly scent. She looked at the wound and saw that it was
completely healed. She brushed her fingers over his strong arm and felt him
shiver.

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So� can I come over for tea again? asked Anderson.

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Any time Alexander� any time, mumbled Sango.

THE END!!
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