AN:I'm seeing this as just a short fic for fun so only one other chapter after this one. Enjoy
"We can't go back to Fangtasia."
Can you believe I saved that bitch and all she had to say to me was bullshit about how I'd really stepped in it and fucked up her plans. Her plans? Her plans? Excuse me a minute, but what motherfucking plans? Looked to me like she was just sitting in a jail cell twiddling her thumbs and crying about that precious coffin till I came along. Okay, yeah, she took the fall for me, but still I saved the bitch and I wanted to celebrate. But, when I suggested we go back to the bar, noooo. I have never hear someone go on such an endless rant in my life. Tara you fucked up, Tara they're looking for us, Tara you made us motherfucking Thelma and Louise. I'll tell you one thing though, I am not riding off of a cliff with that…
Okay, look all I wanted to do was take her back so she could…so we could have one last hara. It's not like I don't know the damned Authority was after us; I'm not fucking stupid. But, she loves that bar, she likes sitting in her little thrown and looking over everyone, not that she'd ever admit it. Me, I don't know, maybe I like knowing she's watching me. Maybe I like that I get under her skin. Doesn't even matter anyway, she's being a fucking bitch now, as usual. We're in some hideout that Eric found right in the middle of some place worse than Bon Temps. I stuck in some old wooden crawl space or something with an ungrateful bitch and Jessica who had fallen asleep leaned up against Pam's shoulder. I am horny, hungry, and angry; I am not in the mood to be messed with.
Fuck this shit, I'm angry and I'm gonna tell her.
"You kissed me back" I finally draw out, which seems to surprise both Pam and Jessica being that beforehand we were all just sitting silent for a while, enjoying what remained of the darkness.
She knew what I meant. You don't kiss someone like that and then no less than an hour later go back to acting like they don't fucking exist. This ain't Fatal attraction but I ain't bout to be ignored like some stank ass breather.
I watched her lift her head from against the improvised wall slow like she didn't want the whole thing to fall over. I ain't gon' lie, fuck she had some nice lips. I could still taste them, I wish I could taste more of them.
"Yeah, so" Pam hissed letting the words flow out of her melodically.
She's just putting on a front, but now I knew. She's all mad at herself for letting me get to her like that, it's kinda cute. I decided I wanted to play this out and see how far I could take it before she lost her shit.
"you liked it" I explain confidently.
I could barely see shit in there, but I felt just fine, and let me tell you there was plenty to feel. I slid my hand up Pam's thigh, which, as a human, probably would have just felt like leather, or suede, or whatever the fuck her pants were made out of. But, as my newly ordained vampire self, I could feel through almost anything and I knew she could feel my fingers running up against her skin. I felt her blood rising to the center as I got closer to her sweet little center. Then, just when I knew she would have let me, I pulled my hand away.
"Don't flatter yourself doll" Pam quipped sarcastically. "You're fishing for compliments in an empty pond."
And, because I was horny beyond belief, all that did was piss me off even more. Maybe there was something to sleep after all. I figured I'd be an early bird like Jessica and turn in ahead of schedule.
"I ain't nobody's doll" I grumbled before leaning over and closing my eyes.
"You could be Addie" I hear Jessica suggest through a strained yawn and I swear if I wasn't half tired I'd have smacked the girl. Only that dim-wit would compare me to that fucking American Heritage doll at the worst possible moment.
"Go back to sleep Jessica, you precious little idiot" Pam commanded. "Someone's got to stay awake and watch out. I'm waking one of you two bitches up in an hour."
I rolled my eyes at that last bit. I couldn't help it. But I tried to go to sleep and ignore Pam and her bad attitude.
When I closed my eyes, all I could see was Pam, sometimes she'd be staring at me like a hungry dog the way she usually did in Fangtasia, but other times I'd just picture what she'd look like if she ever let herself relax. Then I'd think to myself, self, that is one fine woman. I'm not about to get all sentimental, I'm just saying. There's something there to know about her, and fuck yeah I like being the one she shows it to, even if she doesn't always know that she's doing it. I was in some kind of restless purgatory, unable to sleep because as I said, I was horny and hungry, when all of a sudden I felt her hand coming toward me. It was still new and still strange for me, being able to feel people's movements well before they achieved their intended goal. Since I already knew it was Pam, I left her alone to do whatever it was she was trying to do while I slept. Might I just add that it is completely unfair for this lying ass, horny ass, muffin munchin' Barbie to try and mac me in my sleep. But whatever, as long as I got some. She clearly wasn't ready to admit anything, especially about feelings.
I thought she was going for something dirty, but she just laid her hand against my head and ran her fingers through my hair, slowly. Since she looked so peaceful and content to just sit there stroking me gently, I let her, never letting on that I wasn't fully asleep. It was nice, I guess. Then suddenly she was gone, literally gone. She vamp-sped out of the bunker, and just as I was about to go after her she ordered me to stay behind and look after Jessica. Fucking Jessica was turning into quite the pussy blocker.
"Sorry Tara" Jessica yawned out with her eyes still shut. Damn pillow-queen.
Then just like that Pam was back, with no explanation as to where she'd gone. But she came back with a present. A badly mangled up body, I could hardly tell the gender much less any other distinguishing details. But, he or she was still breathing, so they were good enough to feed off of. Jessica may have been off in lala land, but the smell of fresh meat woke her up right quick and good. Her fangs popped out quicker than a bad set of dentures. But Pam quickly waved her off.
"Some of us are starving ginger, you'll wait your turn." Then she motioned for me and I complied.
I could taste the blood even before it landed on my tongue I could just taste it floating in the air. It was B+, not my favorite if I had to be honest. Plus there was a slight hint of gasoline in the blood. I figured this meal came courtesy of an explosion or a car wreck.
"It'll be dead by the time she's done feeding" Jessica whined impatiently
I was so starving I thought I might drain whatever blood was left in there, but, in the spirit of friendship, I decided to ease up and let Pippy Long-Stockings have a taste. Besides, I was worried Pam's little scavenger hunt might have compromised our location.
"What if the Authority followed you here?" I demanded to a less than amused Pam.
"Oh shucks why didn't I think of that, whatever will we do about the big bad Authority? Goddamn Tara, you could say thank you for the fucking free meal that I so graciously…"
"Bullshit!" I insist, mostly because I needed to stop her from going on yet another self-congratulatory rant, but also because it was bullshit. I don't recall hearing a thank-you from her after I saved her ass. Although, it's probably hard to say thank you with someone's tongue down your throat. But she knew I was right. She took a huge risk and I'm pretty damn sure she only did it to make me happy. While Jessica was still distracted with feeding I took the time to admire Pam's still heaving bosom. Since she didn't want me to ask where the hell she'd gone, I decided to occupy myself with other tasks and admiring her tits seemed to fit the bill for the moment.
In an almost silent whisper I heard Pam tease "they feel even better than they look."
"Fucking tease" I whispered right back.
Pam had been staring right past me at a stack of crates full of soda bottles, there had to be at least 500 bottles. I didn't get the fascination. It's not like any of it would quench a vampire's thirst, but there she was, distractedly staring all the same. Then she shot her eyes back at me suddenly a wash. Her expression now back to that hungry dog look she'd given me at Fangtasia.
"Jessica" she suddenly called out without breaking eye contact. The girl was still feeding on our little treat, who seemed to be on his or her last breath.
"Oh" Jessica sighed lusciously. "I'm sorry I forgot, Pam were you hungry?"
Pam rolled her eyes in that sexy way she usually did. "It's alright, I filled up before I brought him here. A woman learns to plan ahead around you baby vamps."
She let out a labored sigh and outstretched her legs so that they conveniently tangled up with mine. Then, she slipped off one of her shoes and ran her toes up and down the inside of my right leg all the way up to my thigh.
"Jessica, now that I've done you this little favor" Pam started waving her hand in the general direction of our now deceased dinner guest. "I'm gon' need you to pretend that counting those soda bottles in the corner is your life's greatest joy."
I knew what Pam was after, but I figured since she couldn't glamour Jessica it wasn't going to work, but damn it if Jessica wasn't the dimmest bulb in the pack tonight.
"Oh, like in that song, I used to sing it with my sister on car trips, aw guys this is gonna be fun!" She was cheesing like a motherfucker now. "Whose gonna start though?"
Pam ran her fingers through her hair and tried to refrain from saying anything overtly offensive to the poor girl.
"Darlin' it's a solo act I'm afraid. You'll be singing this one on your own"
Jessica started to count and sing outloud and Pam couldn't help laughing at her, I just shook my head in shame.
"In your head girl, sing it in your head" I corrected.
As soon as Pam was sure Jessica was sufficiently distracted she went right back to toying with me. I could feel her big toe rubbing circles against my inner thigh.
"Do you want to fuck me?" Pam teased. But I wouldn't give her the satisfaction.
"I don't want a single damn thing from you" I lie.
"Really?" Pam teased. Her voice was full of incredulous mockery and boastful lust.
"Really!" I lie again.
Pam moved her toe so that it brushed just slightly against my crotch. I felt it though, and what's worse is that she knew that I felt it.
"Fuck you Pam."
"You wish you could."
Damn her, she was right. But shit, I know she wanted me too. She just wanted me to act first so she didn't have to own up to anything. But I wasn't about to let her get away with that twice. I went back to leaning up against the wall and shut my eyes as if going back to sleep. At first Pam seemed amused, I guess she expected me to give up the act prematurely, but I was serious. When she realized this she decided go back to stroking my hair longingly. But this time, she leaned in and whispered into my ear, at first just her standard sarcastic remarks, she got honest, like really honest.
"Tara, alright, give it up already" she complained still stroking my hair all the while. "you already know how I feel you smart ass, just kiss me already!"
And when I didn't respond, I could feel the frustrated heat she was sending in my direction.
"I'm sorry I don't get intimate in front of an audience" I finally speak up.
"Okay, since you want to play tired. I'm just going to kiss you goodnight" Pam relented.
I would have held out longer, but like I said, I was hungry, horny and tired. And since I'd just fed, horny suddenly found itself at the top of my list. I let her come close, still pretending to sleep even though she knew I was only pretending. I felt her hands gently caressing my face as she brought my lips up to meet hers. There was something about this kiss, it wasn't the lust filled lipstick-smearing tongue fest I was expecting. It was soft and tender and I didn't want it to stop.
"Sweet dreams" she purred before finally pulling away.
"While you're dreaming know that I have a place in mind" she added. "When we get out of here I'm gonna take you there."
I shot my eyes open at the tone of Pam's voice. I'd never heard her like that before. It was mystifying and captivating, like I could climax just from her speaking to me like that.
"What are you going to do to me?" I pondered out loud.
To this Pam laughed and shot her her head back with cocky pride.
"Everything" she laughed, and I knew she meant it.
I promise to deliver in chapter 2 Thanks for Reading