Hi, guys! So, I started another story and I wanted it to be something light. If you're looking for some complicated plot and heavy drama, you're probably going to be disappointed. This is just some Sookie-Eric silliness – basically both of them trying to convince you and themselves, that this is all about this river in Egypt, you know which one... I don't want it to get too graphic, but it's probably going to get smutty in some point. It starts in book 3, but will contain spoilers for later books too. Also, Sookie might be a little OOC, but I hope you'll forgive me. You've been warned.

I'm not sure how long it's going to be, but it depends on your interest in this story, so please let me know if you like the idea! Annnnnd, if anyone would like to beta it for me, I'd be thrilled!

Disclaimer: I don't have rights to the Sookieverse. Sookieverse has no rights to me. We're even.

WITH BENEFITS

Prologue

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"Eric," I said.

Or rather, I tried to say. I came out more like a moan.

"Mmmm... yes, lover?," he breathed straight into my ear.

I shivered.

"This is enough," I said weakly. "I need to go."

"No, no, no, no," he mumbled into my skin. "We're not done here."

He run his fingers along my sides. It would be so much easier to argue with him if I were not sprawled across his desk with him on top of me and were I not drunk on pleasure he'd just given me.

He kissed my neck and I sighed. I closed my eyes to gather my strength, but all I achieved was falling harder under his spell.

But it had to be done, so I lifted myself reluctantly on my elbows and said:

"Thank you, Eric, tonight was great, but I'm going home now."

You may think me cold for saying something like this, and truth to be told, I felt weird saying it, but I was really through a lot lately and determined not to engage emotionally. I needed to be tough.

Now that I experienced it first hand, I knew how easy it would be to get lost in Eric, but I wasn't about to let it happen.

"I don't want you to go," he told me petulantly. "I want to do this again."

He almost pouted. He looked as close to adorable, as it was possible when you're six foot tall, thousand years old, deadly vampire.

"I'm not looking for a relationship right now," I said firmly.

Which was funny, really, because he said nothing suggesting it. All the same he said:

"You're not?"

I could tell it surprised him.

"Oh. Okay."

I wanted to roll my eyes. I jumped from the desk and started dressing. Reluctantly. God, this was so awkward.

He didn't stop me, but he was staring at me and I knew he was thinking hard.

"I still want to see you," he clarified.

"Well, that's too bad. It was a one-time thing. I needed to take it out. And you were perfect for that."

I kissed him quickly then. What can I say? I'm only human.

And he was good. Soooo good.

He furrowed his eyebrows. I could tell he was thinking hardly. I shifted my weight embarrassed and tried not to look at him. What do you say to your one-night stand slash spectacular rebound at the end of the night? I wouldn't know. I've never been in a situation like this before.

"So. Errrm. Bye," I said lamely and turned on my heel.

"What if we make a deal?," his voice reached me unexpectedly just as I was about to turn a knob and I froze in place. Little did I know, the fact I stopped was going to turn my life upside down.

"A deal?," I repeated dumbly. "What to you mean: a deal?"

Is there anybody who'd like to read more and find out how did they get there and what was the deal?