Disclaimer: Eric & Sookie do not belong to me. They belong to the brilliant Charlaine Harris. I'm just taking them for a spin around the block. I might throw in a little True Blood along the way too. Not sure yet.

This story starts during book 4. Eric has lost his memory due to the spell and is staying in Sookie's house. If you need some help remembering what happened in book four of the Southern Vampire Mysteries, I recommend reading MoonStoneFairy89's story The Void. It tells the events from Eric's POV. You can read it here: http://www(dot)fanfiction(dot)net/s/4837242/1/The_Void

My Sookie and Eric are more of a NC17 version compared to Charlaine's rated PG13. My Eric is a bit darker, has a foul mouth, and the sex is very explicit. Consider yourself warned.

I usually listen to music when I write, so to set the tone I'll include my music choice for each chapter.
Song: Led Zepplin Dazed and Confused http://www(dot)youtube(dot)com/watch?v=OaPEOdefOq0&feature=PlayList&p=8DEF829CCF91FF91&index=0&playnext=1

Chap 1 - Dazed and Confused: EPOV

Been dazed and confused for so long its not true
Wanted a woman, never bargained for you
Gonna love you baby, here I come again

I woke up in a box, an unknown box. I had no recollection how I got here. I patted myself down in search of weapons I could use. Fuck, fuck, fuck! I never leave the house without at least a knife and a small stake. Something was very wrong. Where was I?

I closed my eyes and searched the area trying to sense any danger. I was focusing on spreading my influence out from me when I noticed it. It felt like a small human and it felt... happy. Who was that? I concentrated, mentally creeping closer from the sidelines. It was a woman, I heard her voice singing along to a song on the radio.

The scene playing before my eyes showed her dancing and singing in her kitchen, while putting away dishes. She was barefoot and I feasted my eyes on her shapely unclothed legs. My eyes moved slowly up her body, never missing an inch. She was wearing some sort of over-sized t-shirt that was sliding over one of her shoulders. Her long blond hair was in a loose ponytail exposing her perfect neck. My fangs popped down and I yearned to taste her. I simply knew she would be delicious.

She was dancing with her back towards me so I had full view of her nice round ass. I had the urge to reach out and squeeze it, to push it on my hard cock. In that moment she turned around and I could read the writing on her t-shirt: Fangtasia - the bar with a bite. Fuck me, she was wearing my shirt. At that point I hadn't thought I could get any harder, but apparently I was mistaken. She was mine, Sookie was mine.

Her sweet voice became louder, more clear. She was moving towards me. Could it be that I was in her house? What the fuck? What was I doing here? Who the fuck cares?

I could even smell her now. Her delicious mouthwatering scent floods me, intoxicating me, making me want her even more.

I quickly open the latch in front of me and stand up. I look down to see I am wearing nothing but a pair of black tight retro shorts that leave nothing to the imagination. Perfect, dressed to impress.

A smug smile was plastered on my face as Sookie opened the door to the small room I was in. She was just like in my daydream. She was smiling at me while her eyes took me in.

"Come here, sleepy head. I missed you." she said as she opened her arms to me.

I knew this couldn't possibly be real, but I didn't give a shit. It was the best dream ever and it was about to get even better. I was prepared to take full advantage of the moment.

I took a step towards her, held her head between my hands, and pulled her to me. My lips found her willing mouth and my tongue gently slid against hers. The kiss deepened as my hand wandered down her back to firmly grip her ass pulling her against my hard body. Her hands were all over me, pulling me closer as if that were even possible. She was grinding against me with her leg wrapped around my hip. I could feel her heat through the thin scraps of cloth that were separating us.

I broke our kiss and started placing small kisses behind her ear while holding her in one hand by the nap of her neck. I slowly nipped, kissed, and licked my way down her neck to her shoulder. She moaned my name. Never did a sound feel so good.

The spot inside me that belonged to my bond with Sookie was filled with light. It started to expand and spread through me, filling me, surrounding me, engulfing me. What was she doing to me? I have never felt like this. I had to have her now. I couldn't hold back any longer. My mind took a leave of absence as my blood took over.

I ripped the t-shirt off her body exposing the most magnificent pair of breasts I have ever set eyes on. I give each a rough squeeze before I tear her panties from her body. The sight of her exposed sex makes me roar.

I look up in surprise when I hear Sookie giggle. She is looking straight into the eyes of a 1000 year old Viking vampire about to ravage her and she is smiling.

"Does the big bad Viking want to come out and play?" she asks in a Tweety voice and raises one eyebrow teasing me.

She was very much my match and I intended to show her just how well we fit together. "Watch out what you ask for, Sookie." I answered with a smirk.

I locked on to one of her breasts, taking her taut nipple into my mouth while my other hand pressed hard onto her sex. I could feel her wet folds, my fingers were dripping in her juices. I pulled away from her plump breasts and stuck one of my fingers that were just a mere second ago in the promised land into my mouth.

"You are delicious, lover. And so ready for me. I think it is time for this Viking to rock your boat." I grinned at her as I pinned both of her hands above her head to the wall with my one hand. I used my other hand to hold her up against the wall as I slowly entered her. Sliding into her tight, wet pussy was pure magic. I felt her expanding, taking me in. I am pleasantly surprised that she can take all of me in. I pull back and thrust into her to the hilt. A loud moan escapes my lover's lips and I can feel that she is full of want for more, for me. I pound into her without restraint. I have never felt so alive, so consumed by one being.

I safely captured her in my arms before pulling her away from the wall. I continue to pound into her while supporting her small frame. She arched her head back, bringing my face to her glorious breasts. She was spread before me like an offering. This is where I wanted to be the rest of my existence. I growled before I started attacking her breasts with my mouth, teasing and biting her nipples till she was crying my name.

I slid my fangs along her firm breasts, indenting the skin but not puncturing it. I was in a haze, utterly enclosed in Sookie. I could feel the pull start in my stomach, winding its way down. I met her eyes, they were watching me.

Her hand went to her breast. She was holding it out to me. "Drink, lover."

I didn't think, I reacted. My fangs broke the skin surrounding her nipple as my mouth sucked it between my teeth. Her blood filled my mouth. My ears registered Sookie screaming my name alongside her god's. Her pussy was clasping down on me as I filled her with my essence. My mind was consumed by light. Light was running through my veins, spreading throughout me. I have truly never felt this good. I gently licked the puncture marks, closing them.

Suddenly something snapped. I could see myself standing in a completely white space, with no beginning and end, and pictures were falling from above. Piling up on the floor around me I saw they were animated. I watched me soak up Sookie in what I assumed was her shower. A loud moan made me look to my right were I saw us making love under the stars.

Then the voices all came crashing in at once. I couldn't tell them apart. I couldn't control them, they were taking over, flooding me with images. Memories, my memories, yes, I was certain these were my memories.

I felt my body weakening and brought Sookie and me slowly to the floor. She was straddling me and my head was still buried in her chest. I was holding on to her for dear life. She was the anchor to my sanity. My body went in lock-down. The only thing functioning was my mind.

The images were falling into a certain order, one stacked up behind the next and the noise decreased to a load murmur, like when you're in a bar or any closed space with lots of people. I could now pull images out at random and watch them. I dimly registered that the Sookie I stll held in my arms was screaming and pushing me, while I watched a memory of Sookie washing my feet after she had found me. She was so beautiful in that moment.

When a very distressed and upset Sookie pulled my head back by my hair, I was pulled back into the now and opened my eyes. She was frantic. Her breasts were smeared with blood. She put one hand on each side of my face tightly and pulled my face up, so she could look into my eyes.

"Eric, what is wrong? What just happened?"

I couldn't answer her. My mind was barely holding on as it was. I felt more bloody tears running down my face.

"Oh my God, you remember! The curse is broken." I felt her happiness, then her relief, and then sadness and grief flooding my bond with her.

The memories were becoming harder to hold back, I had to get out of here. I had to get out before I lost control again. Go now. I jumped into my old pair of jeans that had been laying on a chair and ran out the door. I left just I had come. Barefoot and minus a shirt, I ran into the woods behind her house. The emotions flooded me, just as the images did. I sank to my knees and let out a battle cry that had once made my enemies tremble and flee from my presence.

So how do you like my twist of the events? I wanted to give Eric a good dose of what Sookie must feel like when her shields are down. I hope I succeeded a bit.
It will get a bit sad and angsty for the next couple of chapters, but I will make it up to you later on, promise. After all Eric isn't just a tall glass of water, he's more like a tall glass of Viking lemonade ;-) *insert VikingBattleCry at any random given time, because its just that good*