This is my very first fanfic and first try at writing True Blood. I would appreciate it if you guys would go easy on me on this one. I look forward to sharing my ideas with everyone and hope that you all will like what I write.
This is random musings of what I wish would happen in Season 4 between Eric and Sookie. This takes place at the end of Season 3, except Sookie doesn't end up rescinding Eric's invitation. Eric in my story is a bit more 'softer' than the one on the show but he still has his ruthless side when he needs to be so don't worry. This story will mostly focus on Sookie and Eric's journey of finding love, so the separate drama with Sam, Tara, Jessica and Lafayette from Season 3 will be excluded.
Rated M for later chapters, there will be lemons ;)
Disclaimer: All characters rights belong to Charlaine Harris and Alan Ball. The idea is simply mine, nothing else though.
Chapter 1: Broken and Fixed (Sookie's POV)
I stood listening to the emptiness that surrounded my house as I watched Bill walk away from me for the final time, his eyes rimmed with what I could tell as bloody tears. Even then the truth and reality of it all felt like a dream to me. This was it, I was finally done with his lying, cheating bullshit. The pain I felt piercing through my heart at this moment was something I thought I would never experience. I loved him, I gave him everything and it was all just a job for him. A painful sob broke from my chest as I slumped down onto the floor of where I was standing, tears falling from my eyes uncontrollably and blurring my vision. Before I knew what was happening, a pair of powerful hands went around my waist and picked me off the wooden floor, cradling me against something cold and hard. I looked up to find myself completely submerged in the bluest eyes i've ever seen and I knew only one person who's eyes could capture my attention like that. Eric Northman.
"Eric, what are you still doing here? Didn't you hear me, I don't want anything to do with your vampire shit anymore. I just want to be left alone." I tried to sound scary, demanding but my voice came out as a quivering mess. "Please, just leave me alone Eric. I can't take anymore heartbreak."
Without even a word, Eric's grip on me tightened as he carried me into my bedroom. With a tenderness I thought a man like him could never possess, he began to undress me. He was nothing like the Sheriff Eric I knew, he was suddenly a whole different man. His intentions were completely pure, I could see it in the depth of his blue eyes. They were intense and focused as if he was the one that was going to break and not me. I allowed myself this pleasure for one night, I needed to be comforted. I couldn't be in this house, in this bedroom alone right now without breaking down all over again. He lifted my arms gently above my head, removing the nightgown from my body. He took my hands into his and led me into the small bathroom in my room. He looked into my eyes for permission for what he was about to do next and I nodded my head slightly. In one swift movement, he was standing before me in all his glory. His muscular chest, his broad shoulders, the gracious plenty I have dreamed about so many times lately was mine to see. He reached out his arms and slipped off the bra and panties I had been wearing. I was now completely bare in front of him, my chest heaving as I felt a slight blush rise onto my cheeks. I always felt inadequate when I was in the eyes and arms of Eric Northman.
He lifted me slightly into the small shower of my bathroom and turned on the water so that it was directly under us. The wonderfully hot water instantly released my tightened muscles. I let out a deep breath that I didn't know I was holding. My head was inches away from Eric's chest and I instantly leaned my head against it. His fingers slowly ran through my hair down to my shoulders. There was nothing sexual about his touch, instead they felt like they had a healing power. We stood like that for what seemed like the longest time where in reality only a few minutes had passed. I didn't know what I was doing or what he was going to do but every fiber of my body was telling me to go with the flow and that this was not a night of regrets. Instead, I felt safe and wanted. For the first time in a long time, I didn't feel like a stranger and I didn't feel the empty void in my heart that I had been feeling ever since I had rescued Bill from the clutches of his maker, Lorena.
"Sookie, I have waited a very long time for this. Do not shed tears for Bill, he is stupid to have let you go. I will not make the same mistake and I will prove that to you. Please, let me take care of you tonight. I will show you how you should be cherished in the arms of a man."
The words bought tears to my eyes once again but this time the tears were not of pain and regret, this time they were of hope that I felt building inside of me. No man had ever been so tender with me, let alone a one thousand year old ruthless viking vampire.
"Will you promise me one thing Eric?" I looked up into his eyes silently begging. I didn't want to get my hopes up and then have them come crashing down on me all over again.
"Anything my sweet Sookie" his voice was hypnotizing and alluring, "Ask me whatever your heart desires and it will be yours, I promise this."
"I need to know that you won't treat me like Bill. I know you're not him but I need to know that you won't hurt me the way he did. If your intentions are for me to be a quick fuck and feed, then I can't do this with you. My heart is already taking so much and if you do this to me, I don't think I'll be able to survive. I want you to be mine just as much as I am yours. I have seen your kindness when we were in Dallas. Godric saw that you were not evil and now I see that he was right. I thought losing you would be something I could live with, I even thought hating you was possible. But now I realize that i've been lying to myself all this time. You mean something to me Eric and I want to mean something to you too. Please just promise me there will be no lies. I need to completely trust you and I'm ready to try to make things work between us...if you are willing" I was rambling on and on but I couldn't help myself. I was so nervous as how he would respond to me. Eric was not known to take demands kindly and I was afraid he'd handle me the same way too.
I involuntarily shivered at the now cold water coming from the shower, we seemed to have been standing there longer than I expected. He reached his hand over and shut of the water off and stepped out with his hand out for me. I took his outreached hand and stepped out next to him. We had not even been able to share the perfect moment I had been fantasizing about and I was sure this was not what Eric had in mind either. Part of me had high hopes that we would be having hot steamy shower sex right about now but I knew that the bigger part of me would regret it the next day if we didn't talk first. He was quiet for the longest time as he dried every inch of my body with the towel in his hand. The silence was scaring me, my heart was thundering so loudly even I could hear it.
He took my hand once again when he finished his task, wrapping the towel loosely around my body and led me back into my bedroom. He was wearing only his black jeans and it hard for me not to start drooling at his perfectly sculpted chest. He pulled me against his chest as we sat down on my bed and I felt him bury his face into the crook of my neck, inhaling deeply. I sighed at the gesture, I never thought how a simple touch could make me feel so safe and relaxed. When he pulled away, he turned me around so I was straddling this legs. His right hand reached forward and moved a strand of hair that was covering my face.
"There is nothing in this world that means more to me right now than you. I never thought in my thousand years of roaming this earth that I would meet someone as yourself. I wasn't expecting to have feelings and as much as I hate them, I am ready to embrace them. For you I am willing to give this a try. What Bill did to you bought me to my senses and I know now that I cannot let any harm come to you. You will have to be patient with me and in return I will make you happy." He took my hands into his and gave me one of those smirks that I have come to love, "I knew the moment you walked into the bar with that pathetic Bill in your lovely virgin dress that one day you would be mine. True at first, I wanted you just for a fuck or two but you're different Lover. You challenge me and you're unafraid to speak your mind, that is the most refreshing thing I have experienced in many centuries. You have my word that I will always tell you the truth, there will be no lies that will keep you apart from me."
A wide grin spread across my face as I listened to the words he had spoken to me. "I know that you have responsibilities and that you're an important figure in the vampire community. I don't expect you to drop everything for me whenever I need something, I value my independence as well. I want to take this slowly, I don't want sex to ruin things for us. I won't share you, Eric. If we are to be together, you need to drink only from me and be faithful. I won't have you going at it with every fangbanger in Fangtasia while I stay at home alone."
He raised his eyebrows at me in a deliciously sexy way, "You have my word, there will be no other except you. Your blood has already ruined me for others."
I giggled, it was hard not to have my spirits lifted by my viking, he knew exactly what to say in situations like this. He leaned down and kissed my lips. At first it was slow and sensual, our lips moving against each other but soon the kiss turned into something more heated and passionate. He gained entry into my mouth and our tongues were battling for dominance. Lord could he kiss! I reached up and gripped a handful of his hair and moaned into his mouth. I was still only in a towel and he was still shirtless. I could feel the bulge in his pants pressed against my bare skin. This friction alone was causing me to go undone and I wanted desperately for him to ravish me in every way possible. His powerful hands rubbed my thighs, inching farther up my leg towards my aching center.
I quickly pulled away from him as I clutched the towel tightly to my chest, "We need to stop now Eric or we won't be able to stop."
His eyes were deep blue from lust, "Yes, you're right. Slow, yes, we are taking this slow." He shut his eyes and pinched the top of his nose, trying desperately to regain his composure. "You are irresistible, Lover."
I smiled weakly at him and reluctantly tore myself from his embrace so I was no longer straddling him. I laid my head against his cold chest and stroked the tiny blonde hairs that covered his chest. "Will you stay and hold me for a bit before dawn comes?"
He smiled and nodded, wrapping his arms securely around me as he stroked my hair. I felt completely at ease in his arms, something I never felt when I was with Bill. I was emotionally drained and soon the darkness took me and I fell into a deep sleep in the arms of my protector.
Please read and review everyone. Should I continue this story? Reviews = love and my motivation for continuing. Thanks so much everyone!
I would love to know what you think so far. I was thinking of trying my hand at Eric's POV next chapter. I would appreciate any constructive criticism you have so I can improve with my writing as well as any ideas on what should come next for Sookie and Eric in their relationship. Feel free to leave a comment or PM me.