A blond head rose from the neck of a petite Asian whose fingers tightened on sinewy pale arms. Raising her head she dropped the girl to the floor where she lay cuddling to Sophie Anne's thigh.

"I'm bored," she said to her companion. The blonde glared at the crowd and then at the woman who insisted she come out and play.

"This was your idea."

Red lips frowned, "I've had better," she looked at the uninteresting crowd of vampires and humans milling around in the Fangtasia.

Pam rolled her eyes, "I'm leaving," she uncrossed her legs to stand.

"Wait, you haven't even tasted anything yet."

"Have you seen the menu," she looked disparagingly at the club again.

Bodies bumping up against each other and baby vampires showing off their fangs, she listened to heart beats drumming and when she first entered the door she was filled with excitement of finding something tasty to eat. Unfortunately as the night drew on she discovered that there was nothing that caught her fancy. Sophie Anne tried to point out a few in the beginning, but the blond shook her head shooting down every potential neck.

"What about him?" she smiled at a muscular specimen that had been eying them for thirty minutes. His chest looked freshly waxed and his behind didn't look too bad in the leather jeans he wore.

"No," Pam answered bored.

Sophie-Anne's look was aghast as she curved her neck in her friend's direction.

"I'm calling him over," she stated as she gestured for him to join them with a freshly manicured finger.

Pam didn't move and leveled dark eyes on his smiling face. The Asian was pushed aside to lounge half on the couch and half on the floor. He replaced her getting on his knees offering his neck to Sophie-Anne who shook her head, "not me her."

Pam held up her finger to stop him from adjusting positions. "You're not my type."

Sophie's finger began rubbing on his shoulder ending up in his short curly hair where she made a fist holding his hair in her hands. "He's smells good," the older woman moaned. "You're not interested in a taste?"

The blond didn't answer.

The older vampire dropped her head and bit the side of his neck. He gasped clenching his fists and Pam tilted her head as she saw his pleasure in his erection. Sophie Anne held his head as she pulled away and leaned over to Pam. Her nose caressed the woman's cheek and then her tongue licked the full bottom lip. Pressing her mouth she smiled when Pam opened it and pulled her to her.

"He's pleasant," she conceded when the kiss ended. "Happy now?" a brow curved upward.

Sophie-Anne's smiled dropped. The head of their guest flopped when she pushed him away to turn her full attention on Pam. "Is it Eric?"

Pam turned away from her to look into the crowd. The older vampire continued knowing every word was being digested despite the impassive exterior. She ran a finger on Pam's thigh and the blond held her finger to in a tight and unforgiving grip the other woman only smiled at. "We came here to talk about Eric?" Sophie shook her head. "We didn't come here to talk about Eric. I came here to eat and maybe take something home with me," she blew a kiss at the leather pants wearing puppy who sat obediently at her feet. "What did you come out here for?" she pressed.

"I believed you dragged me here."

"You're giving me too much credit. If you didn't want to come all you had to do was say no."

"You're having as much fun as I am," she drawled.

Sophie spared a glance to the puppy, "I don't know it's getting interesting."

"That's not interesting, that's something to play with until something interesting walks through the door. And that'll probably be never."

"Long live the pessimist," she hit Pam's nose with an admonishing finger. Pam threw her a death stare she laughed at. She looked at the door in time to see something interesting walk through the door.

"She looks like your type."

Pam answered with a slow deliberating shrug when she spotted the potential walking through the door along with a familiar human she knew did business with Sophie. Reading the younger vampire's body language she was growing exciting that the woman hadn't outright turned down the possibility.

"I'm going to call her over," she made up her mind and noticed the distraught look on her puppy. She comforted him caressing his chin, "don't worry you're still on the menu. My friend here just has a thing for chocolate and vagina and boy does she love them together," she laughed evilly.

Pam glared, "why do I do this to myself."

"Because you enjoy it. I liven up the gray areas. Let's make a bet…." She grew excited barreling over Pam's assumed refusal. "Twenty grand says I can get her in bed by the end of the night."

Blue eyes trailed coolly over the jean jacket and t-shirt the dark skinned woman wore. Her brow quirked when she saw the gray chucks finishing her ensemble. Then she shrugged, "she won't be into you," Pam warned.

"That's the point," the blond said.

"To lose?" Pam replied smartly.

Sophie tilted her head, "the challenge my dear the challenge. Look at the way she looks at the club. Clearly this isn't her sort of scene. I don't even think she's ever been bitten. A virgin," she leaned back to examine Pam's reaction to her words.

"A virgin yes," blue eyes met hers, "a challenge yes. In your bed," she shook head to illustrate how much faith she had in Sophie's powers of persuasion. "You can't glamour her."

Sophie was unfazed by the stipulation. She yawned into her hand playfully, "anything else."

Pam looked the dark skinned woman over again. She sat at the bar while her companion started towards them. The girl didn't look like one of the groupies that fell on their knees at the prospective of a lone vampire's attentions.

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The smell of sweat, sex, and blood assaulted the cousins when they were admitted in the club. Tara strode in throwing glares at interested looks while her Lafayette did the exact opposite inclined to answer their looks with a sultry look of his own.

Tara hit his shoulder. His cousin amused him.

"What are you doing?"

"Saying hello with my eyes, that's how you meet friends," he explained. Then he studied hers, "and that's why you don't have any."

"Bitch I have plenty of friends."

"Name one."

"Sookie."

"That doesn't count she's known you since forever you're as engrained as behavior to her now. Try again."

Tara considered then changed the subject when she couldn't think of anyone else. "I can't wait until you get your shit together," Tara growled when they crossed the threshold into the vampire haven and hot spot.

"Damn bitch you act like you don't want to spend quality time with your cousin."

"Not being your fucking chauffer."

Lafayette's car was at the town mechanic and the man moved like molasses. He was a good mechanic that liked to take his time, and old fashioned in many ways which was why Lafayette didn't like going to him. However, since he was the town mechanic the closest one in fifty miles, he made due with what the town offered.

"Listen bitch you could've stayed in the car with this kind of attitude."

"And let your stupid ass get into some shit you can't get out of by yourself? I wouldn't hear the end of it."

Lafayette cut his at his cousin, "wait at the bar," he pulled the stool out for her. "Make a friend."

She sat meeting his glare with one of her own. With a dramatic turn he swung his neck and sauntered over to his supplier.

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"Lafayette," Sofie stood kissing one cheek and then the other. She gestured with a flick of her wrist for him to join them in their booth. His eyes were fixed on the human waiting for more attention. The drops of his neck were drying from cool neglect. "Never mind him."

"No problem," he shrugged straightening up his jacket. Resting his arm on the back of the extended couch a finger played with his purple scarf in the way he would strands of hair if he had any. "My clients is loving what you're giving me and they want more."

The blond sat back and smiled, "not here."

"You told me to meet you here because?"

"Don't mind Pam she doesn't like drug dealers, or humans, or vampires…anything really."

"I like things."

"Like?" Sophie challenged.

"Killing."

"While fucking?" her mouth curved as the image ran through her head deliciously.

"Not lately, but I have and it's fun."

"I'm talking about current event here Pam."

Lafayette swallowed warily at the two women.

"Past, present I enjoy killing and fucking so it counts."

"Living in the past is so unproductive," a finger absently caressed the bare chest at her disposal. Then she turned to Lafayette, "don't you agree."

"I just sell vampire blood," he threw out wanting no part in their conversation.

"Of course you do, but you're more than a man feeding degenerate's momentary pleasure. You fill your days with….stuff… you live life to the fullest. There's meaning in everything you do because you know someone could come along and snap your neck in your sleep or shoot you dead in a drive by." She considered the last part. "Are there drive bys in Bon Temp?"

The dark man shook his head, "anything is possible," he looked back at his cousin sitting at the bar glaring at him, though he couldn't think of a time. "We can do this at another—"

"Lafayette, where was I?"

"Enjoying shit," he said helpfully.

"Right," she started in again, "he fucks like a locomotive I've seen it. It was fascinating. That's fun. When's the last time you fucked someone without killing them?" she clarified.

"Why the sudden concern?"

"Because you're my friend and I can't have you pining over what you could have had with Eric."

Pam frowned, "it's not like that."

Eric was her maker. A tall and handsome former Viking who was smart honorable and for some reason wasting his time on a blond tart that grated her nerves. He cared for her genuinely and Pam hated him losing himself for a girl that couldn't possibly understand in one lifetime what kind of catch Eric Northman was. Sophie might have misconstrued her mood to be influenced by romantic love. That wasn't the case. She thought of herself as his guardian. And while he was older and stronger if it was ever in her power to protect him she would.

Her mood had changed when he began to spend an inordinate amount of time in the hole underneath her home just to be near Sookie. The name disgusted her and the smiling image of a blond woman with girls was equally upsetting.

"Really? Because ever since he started spending so much time with that tinker bell 2000 you've been moping around like you've lost a set of Tiffany's earrings."

"Come to think of it they've been missing."

Sophie waved dismissively, "no you let me borrow them."

"I didn't," Pam drawled her features darkening.

"You did," the older vampire persisted with the lie.

Sophie turned her attention back on Lafayette who was mouthing for his companion to be patient. She met his brown eyes curiously, "who is that?"

Lafayette looked from the bar to the blond wary of the interest he heard ringing in her voice making it simultaneously flighty and dangerous. "Who?"

Her smile dropped. Her stare wasn't amused.

"She's my cousin."

"Does she have a name?"

"Tara."

"Tasty Tara," she hummed at the prospect of sinking her fangs in the dark woman's neck. "She looks mighty lonely sitting there all alone."

"She's a loner. She hates being around crowds," he attempted to protect his cousin from his fate or worse. Sophie looked at her like she was food. That wasn't a good thing, he'd seen Sophie with her food.

"What on earth is she doing in here?"

"She gave me a ride."

"And what happened to the car I bought you?"

Pam looked the human over with renewed eyes. Sophie would brag over her business having a string of dealers at her beck and call. It was an illegal business, but Sophie was her best friend and a big girl and the younger vampire had never aspired to be a moral compass. She bestowed gifts on her deserving earners. She never gave names, but obviously Lafayette was on the list of her better dealers.

"It's in the shop."

"Why?" He opened his mouth to answer, but she interrupted, "tell me after you order yourselves a drink on me. Hurry hurry," sang lazily. She gave Pam a smug look, "just reeling her in."

Lafayette looked between the two women then slowly rose. Tara got up ready to go when he shook his head. He surprised her by ordering the strongest thing on the list holding up four fingers.

"Alcoholism another stupid idea you been mulling over for a while," she said when she saw him shoot back the first drink, and then he took out the second just as quickly. His face folded with the burn and he sucked in cool air as if it would help him swallow it.

"Those two are for you."

She sent a concerned look to the duo staring at them and then her cousin pushing the glasses to her. "What's wrong."

"Nothing," he attempted flippant, but he couldn't pull it off as eloquently as Sophie.

"Nothing my ass," she said disbelievingly.

"Funny you should mention that cause it caught my boss's attention."

Brown eyes bulged.

"Now, I need you to drink these and come over with me and play nice with the vampires."

"What the fuck," the music muted her yell, but Lafayette who stood beside her wasn't protected. "Are you lost your mind?"

"No, but I could lose the best thing I got going for me if you don't pull some manners out your ass and do this one little favor me."

"You want me strutting around with my body parts exposed so your employer and her friends can negotiate which vein they want to sink into first?"

"I didn't say her friend was interested," he checked the duo over his shoulder.

They were staring and Sophie-Anne was openly admiring the dark skinned woman.

"Please. I'll owe you."

"Hell yes you'll owe me and whatever it is you won't like it." She drank her first shot. "You won't like it at all." She swallowed her second shot following Lafayette back to the couch.

"Tara I'm happy you could join us," Sophie stood taking the dark woman by the hand and pulling her to sit between her and Pam.

Pam glared but she moved to give the dark woman more room. Sophie wasn't as obliging. She brushed her bare thighs against the rough texture of the jeans. She rested her elbow on the back of the seat and turned her full attention on Tara. Her pet was forgotten, but he didn't move hoping that her fingers would dig into his skin like they had been before.

She smiled. "Lafayette has told me so much about you."

"Has he?"

Her smile didn't falter as she watched Pam watch her touching the dark woman's shoulder. She saw her shoulders tense. Sophie wasn't easily discouraged. "No, but I hear people saying it all the time. I wanted to try it out."

"Oh," she offered intelligently. She grabbed another shot from a tray a waitress brought by after Lafayette ordered more.

"Are you trying to get nice and drunk so I can take advantage of you?"

Tara coughed in mid swallow almost choking. Sophie leaned in whispering in her ear knowing Pam would be able to hear.

"I know you don't taste like chocolate, but would you hate me if I tasted you to make sure?"

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Though I'd change it up since Sophie Anne is a phenomenal character to play with.