AN: Hello lovelies~ :D I noticed that I should post more, so here I am posting! I just recently watched Van Helsing, and I thought about Anna and Dracula. Oh sweet Jesus that man is handsome. His actor was fantastic. But there's nothing wrong with a little Hugh Jackman. So without any further delay, read on please!
Disclaimer: I do not own Van Helsing. I honestly would like to, but unfortunately, that's the reality of things.
Pairing: Anna & Dracula

Anna woke up with an alarmingly slow start. For some reason, she felt sore all over and held no memory from the night before to answer why. Her head hurt with a terrible ache, her body bearing small bruises in various spots. Anna groaned and tried to sit up, a sudden pain in her abdomen crashing her down to making contact with her bed.

Anna looked around the dark room, her thick curtains that flowed from her tall windows blocking out any light that prodded for entrance in the pleasantly dark room. Her vision focused in and out of focus, a blurry mess of sight resulting. Closing her eyes heavily, Anna sighed irritably and rubbed her aching forehead.

Her curls splashed across the mattress, even the individual strands aching. What happened last night that she could not remember?

Trying to sit up again, but with more caution, Anna slowly inched her way up into a sitting position without hurting herself. She released the breath that she absently held in her chest, noting that he felt awfully cold. Anna looked down to check why she felt so cold and strangely vulnerable, gasping at what she'd seen.

Her clothes were removed, her entire being revealed in the chilly room. Anna she immediately covered herself with the thick sheets, part of the reason being that an unexpected chill ran through her very core. Now infuriated at the lack of clothing, Anna rose angrily from the mattress, not caring if she was in pain. Feeling her way around the room, she closely payed attention to the floor to find if they somehow ended up on there.

With little success and the infuriating contact from knocked over chairs concluding as her only result. Anna decided to find out where she was. This room was unfamiliar, and this aggravated her. After slamming her toe into a sharp corner, Anna swore loudly and growled in pain. She was getting dangerously irritable due to her short temper.

Using her hands to feel around where she had hurt herself, Anna determined the large object was a wardrobe. She brushed her fingers over the hard wood to find the handles, and after her small success, Anna opened the abnormally large wardrobe. She strained her eyes to see, making small outlines of clothing. Then she remembered the window.

Slightly limping her way to the window, Anna threw the thick drapes across the windows revealing bright moonlight. The night had a full moon, which was thoroughly breath-taking. But Anna had no time to admire the cloudless evening. Anna quickly found her clothing and dressed herself, feeling better now that she was more secure and not as vulnerable as before.

Now there were two questions left to answer. Where was she, and why was she here? Anna scanned the room, a sharp feeling of awareness veiling over her. Anna was right with herself as she determined that this was not her room, the higher ceiling and four-posted bed that was occupied most of the room having thick forest green sheets. There was a canopy that hung over the queen sized bed, crisp navy blue drapes tied securely to all four posts. Two night tables symmetrically cornered the room, an oil lamp on each table top surface. Anna spotted the door and advanced towards it. Just as she was about to grasp the handle, a cold breath coiled down her neck.

Anna gasped and whipped around, only left with a slight sliver of fear and an empty room. She was unarmed and practically defenseless, owning no weapon to protect herself. Anna glanced around the room cautiously, looking deeply into every dark corner that bore no light. Anna turned slowly to open the door, keeping her eyes locked on the entire picture of the room.

The same breath coiled down her neck, and this time she swore that she felt teeth graze teasingly across her skin. Anna turned around again in alarm, her lips claimed in a crushing embrace. Anna was frozen in shock at the movement, however her stillness did not linger. Anna broke the kiss, angry at being caught of guard and being in the prison of a room that held such luxury.

"Get off of me!"

Anna exclaimed, pushing the figure away from her. Glowing blue eyes stared at her in lust and amusement, a dark carnivorous smile slowly stretching across an unknown face. Anna knew those eyes anywhere.

"Count Dracula. Get away from me!" Anna exclaimed once again, struggling out of the sudden hold on her waist.

The taller figure leaned down to meet her burning gaze, her dark brown eyes bearing a loathing fire.

"Good evening, Princess. I trust that you slept well?"

His deep voice rang through her like a church bell, shaking her to the very core. It was a delicious sound, but Anna did not give in to her pleasure.

"Where am I? And how did I get here?" Anna said icily, ignoring his question.

The Count's hands toyed with her birthing hips, his cold fingers picking and teasing at the fabric that covered the sensuous skin beneath. Dracula's frost bitten breath dusted over Anna's flustered skin, making the brunette shiver with delight.

"You're in my castle, my love. And believe it or not, you came here all on your own."

Dracula said seductively, nipping at her neck. Anna's pulse quickened, her breath shortening.

"I would never do such a thing. I had no reason on coming here with free will." Anna protested, her hands pushing roughly against his stone like chest.

Dracula remained still, her action holding no effect. Dracula ran his frozen tongue across her jugular vein, pleasurably satisfied with her crazy, rapid pulse. Anna bit her lip, not allowing Dracula to satisfy his lust with his actions. Dracula was the type of man who would say smooth things to women, swooning them into a dangerous waltz that toyed with their lives and their pride. He certainly played the part evilly. Dracula is vain in his actions, always so proud at his achievements.

"Oh but you did. You, Anna dear, made yourself so comfortable here upon your arrival."

The Count said running his fingers sinfully up and down the curve of her back.

"And when you settled yourself here, you looked so delicious as you prepared for bed in this very room. Fair skin, flawless. Containing such addictive curves...all in the right places."

Dracula whispered against her skin, his hands gliding up to tease the curves of her breasts and bottom. Anna allowed a small, barely audible moan escape her, her hands trembling on his chest. Do not give in Anna, get out of here! She thought to herself harshly.

"Listen, I do not care if I came here on my will. The only reason I would ever come here is to kill you, slowly. Mercilessly. Agonizingly until you beg me to stop."

Anna said venomously, pausing briefly for a short breath. Dracula just continued to stare at her intently.

"You made me lose everything. My family, and my loved ones. You literally torn my entire being into pieces!"

Anna snapped tearing away from his hold and stepping a few paces back. Dracula followed, stopping as Anna did so. Anna glared at him dangerously, her rage fueling the fire in her eyes. Dracula just stared at her blankly, his eyes narrowing as his towering figure gazed down at Anna.

After a moment of intense silence, Anna tried to move out of his line of sight. Dracula moved faster than her own movements could go, pinning her against the wall with his weight. Dracula crushed her with another breath-taking kiss, his hands pushing her hips hard, against his. Anna parted for breath, her swollen lips moist as her hot breath moistened them. Dracula had little patience as she breathed, taking her open mouth as an invitation to invade her heated cavern.

Anna held back a moan and the temptation to wrap her arms around his neck, although her body betrayed her. Her arm hesitantly wrapped around his strong neck, deepening the kiss as she titled her head for more access. Dracula thoroughly noticed this, as he resisted to smile evilly into the kiss. He did not complain about her submitting, knowing that Anna never had the pleasures from a man before. It was a shame, because Anna was such a beautiful women. At least she saved herself for him.

Dracula literally made love in her mouth, no other description fitting his violent kiss. His tongue thrusting in and against her mouth, even pleasuring the muscle in which was Anna's tongue. His grip on her hips eased, sliding around her waist as he pulled her closer to him.

Anna moaned in the kiss, completely blown away at the new feelings and pleasure that her mortal enemy possessed. To her admit, Dracula really knew how to arouse a women.

Dracula parted from Anna's luscious lips, feeling her chest contract from the lack of air. Anna gratefully breathed deep gulps of cool oxygen, relaxing her heart beat by a sliver. Dracula listened to her heart beat, the fast rhythm drumming in his ears. He smiled devilishly, brushing his lips against the flustered skin of her neck. Anna shivered at his cold skin coming in contact with hers.

"I-I...I shouldn't be doing this. This-this is wrong." Anna stammered, nervousness and a slight tinge of regret staining her voice.

Dracula looked at her fully, the moon dusting his pale face. Dracula was...handsome. Anna would never say it out loud, but as a women she never denied his beauty. The Count had high, sharp cheek bones and smooth flawless skin. He was pale, but his color pigment wasn't something that she complained about. His black hair made him all the more pale, and his eyes...God his eyes. Brilliant blue hues that could make the sky and the sea combined envy him. This man altogether was gorgeous, beautiful, handsome and sexy all in one. But words can never hold the true meaning of beauty in this man.

"I want you terribly Anna, my love. But I do not want to pull you into something that you will regret. I want you happy with this fully. I do not want this to become a burden on you."

Anna did not expect such words, not entirely expecting the vampire to say something to whole-heartedly. Anna was expecting some sort of sarcasm afterwards, his sadistic and merciless side conquering the conversation. But it never came. Was this gentleness and warmth that he was beginning to show? If so, why? This cannot possibly be because of her, surely. She was nothing compared to his brides. But out of all honesty, Anna enjoyed it. She was wanted not because of her honor, but as a women.

Anna stayed silent for a moment, searching his face again for some sort of sarcasm again. Dracula stared at her, the few strands of raven black hair falling adorably over his brilliant eyes. Anna brushed them out of his face gently, her soft hands lingering on his face for a moment. Dracula turned his face into her hand, his desire filled gaze softening as he gently kissed her palm. Anna bit her lip roughly, considering his offer. Then she spoke.

"I'm still a little unsure with myself. I am fighting a war with myself. I do not want to betray myself, nor do I want to betray my family. But now I need to make decisions for myself."

Anna spoke softly, a smooth baritone rumbling through her voice. The Count stared admiringly at her through half-lidded eyes, his eyes dilating into a sea of blue. He slowly leaned in for another kiss, this kiss being much gentler than the last and more passionate. Anna returned the given kiss as she gently closed her eyes. This moment was sweet, so she cherished it. When they parted, Anna allowed a soft smile to escape.

"I like this sweeter side to you. You should show it more often, Anna."

Dracula said gently, his hands cupping her face gently in between them. His cold touch eased the raging blush that bloomed on her cheeks, a pleasant coolness washing over them. Anna smiled broadly this time, softly giggling.

"You think so?"
"Most definitely."

Anna trailed her eyes from his for a moment, looking him up and down. Something caught her eye, and she examined it. A large bulge formed in the centre of his pants, the zipper looking as if it could pop at any given moment. Anna's breath shortened, her cheeks heating up once again. Dracula followed her gaze, smiling evilly.

"Do you like what you see?"

Anna snapped her gaze back with his, a slight tinge of embarrassment clouding over her gaze.

"N-no. Of course not."

Anna said dismissively, looking away from the Count's hypnotizing gaze. Dracula pulled her hips against his once more, grinding his hardened bulge against her clothed folds, a low growl rumbling in his throat. Anna gasped, wrapping her arms around his neck once more. Dracula could feel her wetness already, her heat radiating through him. He nibbled at her neck moderately, his fangs brushing against her skin. Anna shied away, feeling a bit uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry. I'm not ready for that."

Dracula looked at her for a moment, studying her. She clearly showed discomfort, but for some reason he respected that. The Count would've picked her up effortlessly and drank her dry, not caring for her discomfort on the situation. The Count backed away from her, giving her a bit of comfortable space.

"I should go, I have a village to attend to."

Anna said eventually, lowering her gaze. Dracula lifted her head gently with his thumb and index finger, his thumb pad brushing against her swollen lips.

"Like I said Anna. I do not want to force you into something that you cannot handle and regret. My lust...gets out of hand sometimes."

Dracula clearly smiled in his sentence, his lips twitching noticeably. Anna smiled gently and took his hand into her own, rubbing her thumb over his smooth knuckles.

"Thank you, love. I'll come back tomorrow night, if that is what you would like. I'll have an answer by then."

Dracula smiled this time, softly planting a kiss on her forehead.

"I'll be looking forward to that."

Anna smiled again, and then she remembered something from earlier that night.

"Oh, Dracula dearest, why were my clothes removed? And why do I feel so sore?"
"Hn... you were injured from an encounter with Aleera. I shall speak to her in a moment. Deepest apologies, Princess, that you were not properly cared for."

Dracula told her a smooth lie. He actually removed her clothing and left his mark over every inch of her body, claiming her unblemished skin as his own. Although, Aleera was acting like a brat ever since Anna came into his view. He should speak to her about that. Anna slowly processed this, the explanation fitting into view with the odd bite mark and soreness her body held.

Anna walked out the door, smiling softly as she regarded Dracula, who was watching her lustily as she left. She trotted down the stone stairs, a giggle forming in her throat. She felt like such a little girl right then and there, finding a guy to blush over and go head-over-heels for the man. Anna walked through the stories of the enormous castle, eventually finding her way down the winding steps to the front door. Anna sighed in delight, a small spring in her step brought forward a smile. She clasped her fingers around the large handle, pulling the large oak door back to open it.

Moonlight pooled into the large main room, brightening its contents. Anna took one last glance before she exited Dracula's castle, the King of the Vampires' lair. She was a little relieved by the cool weather, her face still a bit flustered from Dracula's actions. Anna bit her lip, recalling upon his delicious mouth and fingers working and gliding over her ever so gently...

A pleasurable tightness coiled and bloomed in a fire within her stomach, sparks of bliss trailing behind the sudden fire. Anna gathered herself and kept walking down the path that led out into town, her steps bouncing as she neared the entrance into the forested path. At a post close to the entrance, she found a saddled horse with leather reins. A small parchment of paper sitting innocently on the saddle. Curious, Anna picked it up and read it.

Anna,

I left you something that will help you on the way back into town. Safe travels, my love.

XXX
Dracula

How he could call a horse this fast was beyond her, but at least the effort in it touched her. She smiled at the castle and untied the reins, mounting into the saddle with an easy movement. With a quick snap of the reins, the muscled animal broke into a canter. Well, tonight was an unexpected turn of events for Anna, but at least it had some very good benefits. Hopefully, she can make a very wise decision about what she's getting into.

Teoxaris: Ah! I never thought that I could get this off of my chest. I love this movie so very much and I'm glad I can write about it! Well, this is going to be filled with chapters, so there's no need to worry. :D Until next ti-
Dracula: What in the bloody hell was that?!
Teoxaris: Excuse me?
Dracula: This sounds NOTHING like me at all. This is horrible, rewrite it.
Teoxaris: I'm sorry, my lord, *mockingly bows* that my performance sickens you. Please, ruin everything that I put into making this story.
Dracula: You insolent girl. I have extremely short tempers for attitudes such as this!
Teoxaris: I should say the same! You just completely shit on my parade! You should take this as a compliment, because I know that you feel something for Anna! Now if you'll excuse me, let me finish!
Dracula: Why you little bra-
Anna: What are you two fighting about now?
Teoxaris: He's raining on my parade and being and ass!
Dracula: *Looks down childishly* I was simply being truthful.
Teoxaris: Yeah, by being an arrogant dick.
Anna: Dracula, is this true?
Dracula: *BLUSH*
Anna: Well, I know how to solve this painlessly. Dracula, no more sex for a week.
Dracula: WHAT? B-but, you know I have urges! *WHINES*
Anna: That's why masturbation was born. Use it. Please forgive him dear *pats Teoxaris' head* He can be a bit of a dick sometimes. Continue honey, you were saying something.
Teoxaris: Thanks Anna. *smiles* So, I'm sorry that Dracula doesn't sound as he should be. I'm trying my best to make him sound as mischievous as possible, but I lack a lot of descriptive grammar. I'm sorry! Tell me if I need to improve, because your feedback helps a lot. Until next time. Thanks for reading.