Hey guys! this is my first Pic on this site. Thanks for reading.

This is right after the touching scene between Pam and Eric after S3 E9 Everything is Broken. Sorry about the Swedish. I used the Google Translator. hope you like.

I don't own TrueBlood.


Eric looked down at his paperwork boredom playing on his face. He heard a hiss and looked up. He saw that coffin open and Pam get up, leaning over its side. "Did you sleep at all?" She said concern for him plain in her voice. He picked up the bloody towel he had been using to wipe off the blood that had gathered there from not sleeping. "I'm fine." He said tossing the rag to the side. "Are the guards still outside?" Pam asked escaped in her mind. "Uuhmmm." He nodded. Pam swiftly got up. "Pam. what ever the authority decides, I will not allow you to take any responsibility." Pam put her and on the back of a chair in front of him and leaned over. "You did not kill the magister!" "But Politically I'm a much easer scape goat. Who is easer to pin it on? A sherif in their custody of a king that might be anywhere?" While saying that pam had walked around the desk and sat on its ledge. He found himself staring at her delicious hip in the process. "And if they search Russell's Palace they will find the remains of his lover." He sat back from his hunch position. "What did he do to you?" Her feminine voice cut in. "Nothing. But he was the nearest thing to Russell's heart. He had to die." Eric looked at Pam's face. He could see that she was holding back tears.

"One hundred years I've been with you, Why didn't you say thing about Russell or or family or-" "You didn't need to know." She looked like she was about to cry. "What good would it do to share my pain with you?" He said trying to comfort her a little. "You didn't need to carry it all by your self." "I am not weak." He snapped. There was a strained pause. "I was a sole survivor. The burden was mine alone." "We've lived through so much for so long. It can't end this quickly." "Everything ends. Even the immortals." He looked over at her. Her face full of pain and sorrow. Her human features showing through her vampire ones. In that moment he remembered why he changed her. Her beauty and stubbornness and sole. "If I can't go on... You must make a new vampire." He looked at her. "It is your time to be a maker." And at that, she broke down sobbing. Falling into his lap.

Pam leaned her head into his shoulder crying blood red tears. "why?" She said, continuing to cry. "They won't kill you, so problem solved." Eric smiled at his feisty fledgling. He ran his fingers through her hair. "I love you Pam." he said to her, complete meaning in his voice. He then took the bottom of her chin and pulled it up to meet his face. Her eyes now red with the blood tears. He bent his head down to kiss her, slowly fully pressing his lips to hers. The kiss started slow, the grew deeper. As deep as it could get while not moving their mouths.

Then he turned his head side ways and started moving his mouth. All she could do was react. Pam brought her hands up and tangled them in his shaggy hair, then pushing her body fully to his. She heard him groan with pleasure as she had rubbed against a certain delicate area. She felt his tongue trace her bottom lip begging for entrance. She happily granted it as she opened her mouth. She tasted like red wine and strawberries, the most delicious thing since blood. He heard her moan when he nibbled on her bottom lip. He then broke contact with the lip and started kissing, sucking, and nibbling his way down her jaw bone and neck.

She loved this yummy torture and ground her hips into his. He moaned and continued his way down until he got to the place were her collarbones met. Her then unzipped her pink jacket and slid it off her body. He was met with a black lacey bra. He ran his fingertips over the tops of her covered breasts causing moans that should not be allowed to pass anyones lips. He grunted as he in a millisecond got her bra off. Her breasts were large and full, he could not wait to feel them in his hand. All of a sudden there was a thunk and they were on the ground. Not that they cared but they had broken the desk that they had been sitting on. "Åh Gud, Eric!" she cried in Swedish her native language, as he squeezed her breasts in his hands. He then hooked his thumbs under the waistband of her pants and pulled
them down to reveal a tiny black thong. He smiled. She pulled off his black shirt throwing it some where in the room.

Then followed his pants. Since she was on top she could look down at him and get a full view. "Boxare? Verkligen?" she smirked commenting on his under apparel. He rolled his eyes. She saw then extent of his arousal and decided to continue. Then next move that was played she was totally unaware of. Eric spun them around so that he was on top, his knees on ether side of her waist.
"Jag vill äta upp dig." he whispered in her ear, causing her to dig her nails into the carpeted floor and moan. In a few quick movements he had both their under garments off. She moaned and writhed under him in pleasure. Then they were standing. He had her sitting on the edge of the desk, the part that was not broken. He was standing in-between her spread legs. "Eric!" she moaned out his name. He kissed her full on the mouth and his finger went south ward. "Du är min." he growled as he push on her clit. She shrieked. Then he traced her hot wet folds with his fingers until he got to her soaking opening. He enter one finger into her, testing her tight feel. A second later he had two fingers in her. He began to pump them in and out of her. The sight of her moaning a writhing in front of him made him harder. He pulled his fingers out of her before she was able to come. She whimpered at the loss of him but gained her senses. Before he could do any thing she had her hand wrapped around his manhood and was pumping with all her strength. "Gud förbanna! Det känns så bra, Pam!" Eric growled. Eric pulled away from her as he felt himself reach the edge. He wanted to come inside her.

He then, with one swift motion, entered her. "Pam. Du är så hårt." He began bucking up into her trying to find her sweet spot. Her chorus of moans said he was getting close. Finally, he was completely in her. "Jävla skit, Eric!" He found it. She was now freaking out with pleasure. Every time he thrust into her he hit her G-spot. At a vampiric speed he threw her against the wall and was entering her from the behind. "Vänligen Eric!" Pam pleaded for release. "Vänligen vad?" he teased. "Hårdare!" she screamed. He complied, grabbing her hips and mercilessly slamming into her. Her arms gave out so she braced her self against the wall with her elbows. He changed positions again as he pulled out of her pushing her against the wall and rapping her legs around him. He pushed into her again this time riding her out. Making little prerelease noises, Pam felt herself constrict around him. "Jag är så nära, Eric!" Pam moaned. "Tålamod, mitt bar- Åh Gud!" Eric gave in. The feeling of her wall closing around him was too much. They came together. Pam scarring his back with her nails. They collapsed on each other. They lay there breathing together for awhile. "Jag älskar dig, Pam. You know that. Right?" She nodded, her eyes slightly closing and her head drooping to the side. Eric sighed and pulled her to him. She clung to him and began to cry again. "shhh..." He began to comfort her. "If you really don't want me to. I will try not to die. For you." She looked up at him and gave a half cry half relieved sigh. "Tack." At that Eric brought her close, in a protective manner and they both took a nap.

tbc...


Translations

Åh Gud, Eric! - Oh God Eric

Boxare? Verkligen? - Boxers? Really?

Jag vill äta upp dig. - I want to eat you up.

Du är min. - You are mine.

Gud förbanna! Det känns så bra, Pam! - God damn! That feels so good, Pam.

Pam. Du är så hårt. - Pam. you are so tight.

Jävla skit, Eric! - Holy shit, Eric!

Vänligen Eric! - Please Eric!

Vänligen vad - Please what?

Hårdare - Harder

Jag är så nära, Eric! - I'm so close Eric.

Tålamod, mitt bar- Åh Gud! - Patience, my chil- Oh God!

Jag älskar dig, Pam. - I love you, Pam.

Tack - Thank you