Werewolves of London-Hellsing RP (Private)
 

Seras Victoria was tossing and turning, whimpering as she did so. Clearly she was in the throes of a horrific nightmare.

Sensing that she was in distress, Alucard and his wife Integra Hellsing hurried to her bedroom.

She gasped and woke with a start, breathing heavily.

"It's alright, my dear," Alucard whispered, as Integra held her and rubbed her back soothingly, "We're here now."

She sighed and calmed down. "I thought I'd be over all of it by now. But I'm not." She let the padding around her waist be checked.

"She's soaked," Alucard declared. Integra just smiled and said "I'll handle this, dear."

Seras let herself be carried over to the changing table. Since they'd become a family, the Hellsing Manor had been remodeled to be warm, inviting and brimming with brightness.

Integra laid her adoptive daughter down on the changing table, lifted her nightgown, and undid her drenched padding.

Seras giggled as she felt the wipes on her skin.

"There we go," Integra cooed, wiping her up meticulously.