Eric grabbed Luna by the arm as she tried to run by, slammed her to the wall and brought his hand across her butt. With Eric's Vampire strength, the sound of the bones in Luna's hip breaking echoed off the bed room walls along with her scream and Eric winced feeling her agony through their Vampire/Human blood bond. Releasing his fangs and biting into his wrist, he fed her his blood relieving her pain and healing her injuries instantly. Eric scooped Luna up into his massive arms and carried her back to bed.
"Enough playing, Luna." he told her, laying her down on the bed.
"Oh come on, Eric." Luna smiled, mischievously. "Little while longer?" she pouted.
"No." Eric said simply.
Pouting in anger, Luna tackled him to no avail. A vampire, specifically a 1,000 year old Vampire like Eric, was completely unfazed by the move. It was more like running into a brick wall strapped to a space shuttle. Eric pushed her back to the bed and held her down with one hand to the chest, Luna was completely trapped now, like she would be under a mountain.
"Behave, little one." Eric whispered, leaning down and kissing her. Luna giggled running her fingers through his hair, making Eric roll his eyes as she messed it up. "Have you been eating pixie sticks again, Luna?" he asked, watching the girl squirm with pent up energy. "Or did Ginger give you monster again while I was out?"
Luna was thrown into a strong fit of giggles. As serious as Eric was trying to be, he couldn't wipe the smile off his face listening to her. "She gave me both." Luna laughed. "At the same time." Eric dropped his head, shaking it.
"I've told that girl a thousand times not to do that." He sighed. "Okay." he let up his hand off her chest a fraction. "You wanna play a game, my little one?"
"Please?" Luna squeaked, her laughing subsided sense through their bond that Eric had become dangerously serious. No doubt angered by the fact that the waitress at his club, Ginger, had given her Monster, three to be right, but Luna wasn't about tell him that and risk the 'game' being worse than it was going to be to start with. When Eric asked her if she wanted to 'play a game' it usually meant her punishment for upsetting or breaking the highly strict rules he had set for her, she was his human after all. Most of the time though her punishment was because she had both upset and broke a rule, or five. She had no choice but to comply. If she didn't she wouldn't have the chance to run around Eric's enormous house before he actually got down to punishing her.
Eric smiled wickedly at her, "Let's play 'lights out'." he whispered in a sinister voice.
Luna gulped, she hated that game. 'Lights out' was exactly as it sounded, Eric turned off all the lights in the house, locked all the doors and windows going outside and the door to the basement, where Luna was strictly under penalty of death not allowed down there. Darkness, true darkness that Eric's house accomplished, where you couldn't see your own hand even if it was touching your face, wasn't an issue to Eric. Vampires could see in the dark better than a person in the mid day sun. But to a human like Luna, ha! She didn't stand a chance. But lucky for her that after countless times of running from him to prolong punishment and wandering around the house when she was bored, Luna knew the house pretty freaking well.
Eric moved his hand from Luna's chest, but she didn't move a muscle. Getting up Eric set to the task of turning all the lights off and locking the house down. When he came back, which wasn't maybe 3minutes altogether, Luna was in the exact position he had left her in. "Why can't you behave like this all the time." he asked running his hand up her shine, over her thigh and hip, rubbing her belly lightly before holding her chin between his thumb and index. "You know I don't like it when your super overly hyper like this. You get careless, which sets me off to hurt you a lot more than should be. But I'll give you points for not doing it in public." he told her, moving his hand. Going over and turning the bedroom off, the last light on in the house. Luna whimpered fearfully, she was deeply afraid of the dark, her only safety in it was Eric, but not at the moment he wasn't, he was her nightmare in the dark.
"I'll give you til the count of 20." He told her from somewhere in the room, least she thought he was. "One..." Luna shot up and was out the door before he finished saying the number.