Summary:- Outtake from the My Way: Universe. Set after Eric and Sookie return home from their honeymoon. In this fic, Eric reveals to Sookie (and possibly to others) about his past and his long, long life so far. Complete with a dash of lemons.

Timeline (for those who are confused!):- Dead Until Dark: My Way is set first, then there is a gap of about six months, after that is My Way: The Wedding which is set 5 weeks before Living Dead In Dallas: My Way and takes place over the course of two weeks, and then you have this fic, Tales of The Dead, which takes place 3 weeks before Living Dead In Dallas: My Way, and will (hopefully continue up to the beginning of LDIDMW)

Disclaimer: Not Mine

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SPOV

"Hey, lover. What have you been doing today?" Eric asked when he woke up to find me laying in our bed, with my arms and legs wrapped around him.

"I've been waiting for my gorgeous husband to wake up" I replied, in what I hoped was a sexy voice.

But more than likely I sounded like something from Sesame Street or quite possibly the Simpsons. Or if you wanted to be really adventurous, something from The Muppets.

"Hmm … is that right, lover?" he probed in a low, husky voice that was most definitely the most sexy thing that I had ever heard.

"Aha" I smiled, and instead of replying, Eric leaned down and gave me a long sexy, deep passionate kiss that seemed to be both the beginning and the end of the world, the universe even. Everything began and ended with Eric and our kiss. I was so wrapped up in the kiss that I didn't even notice until Eric had broke away from the kiss that we had turned a little. In the heat of our passion, we had moved so that Eric was lying on top of me, with his massive straining erection dissing into my naked thigh, so much so that I was almost sure that there would be a mark left there.

So what if I was lying around naked in bed during the daytime beside my dead for the day vampire Sherriff of a husband.

Eric was holding me close to his chest whilst my arms were woven tightly around his neck.

"Mine!" he pronounced, rubbing his nose against mine, as he smiled softly.

"Yours" I agreed, giving him another kiss on the lips, something which deepened within a course of a few seconds and Eric moved his fingers down my chest, over my stomach and down … there, casually slipping one of his long, lean fingers into me, which made me squirm.

"Do you like that, lover? Do you like the way that my finger feels inside of you? Eric growled to me, and all I could manage in response was to groan.

"Answer me!" he growled at me.

"Yes. God. Your fingers feel so good to me." I managed to groan out, as my hips began to involuntarily (or voluntarily, depending on whichever way that you looked at it) thrust up to meet Eric's fingers, as they quickly coaxed me to orgasm, coating Eric's fingers and hand in my juices, but I wasn't able to focus too much in that as Eric had thrust his cock deeply into me, before stilling whilst I adjusted to his size.

"Oh My God … Eric" I groaned out, pulling his lips down to mine once again, as he started to move in and out of me.

"Harder … Eric. Fuck me harder. Make me yours" I rasped out, after I broke away from another particularly deep kiss.

Instead of responding, Eric just slammed into me harder and harder, groaning and growling with each thrust that was met by my moans, until I felt my stomach muscles begin to clench at the same time as Eric's dick swelled even further inside of me just seconds before he gave one final thrust that caused the both of us to come together.

"Holy hell, lover. That was fucking amazing" Eric rasped out, taking unnecessary breaths as I curled my warm body up in a ball beside his, with my head buried into the nook of his arm, our chests touching and my left arm was wrapped around his waist whilst my other hand played with the anchor necklace that Eric liked to wear hanging around his neck. He had both of his own arms wrapped around my waist, holding me tightly to him.

But there was nowhere else that I wanted to be.

"It was rather amazing … even for us" I agreed.

"So … what did you do today?" Eric asked.

"Hmm … nothing much … I didn't wake up until two o'clock today, and I did a little laundry and cleaned out our suitcases" I said to him.

"Lover … so you didn't spent the whole day in bed, waiting for your sexy husband to wake up?" he asked.

"If it's any consolation, Eric, I did like one load of laundry, cleaned out the suitcases and then came back to snuggle with my hubby" I said.

"Good. You know I like it when you snuggle with me" he smiled.

"That I do" I said, and then we fell into a calm, easy, silence for a few moments.

"Eric?" I asked.

"Hmm ... what is it lover?" he replied, as if I was pulling him out of his thoughts.

"I have just realised that I don't really know very much about your life?" I said.

"What do you want to know?" he said, pulling himself away from me, and propping himself up on one elbow. I moved so that I too was lying in a similar position to him.

"About who you have met; places you have been, what all you have seen" I shrugged. I was curious, but I only wanted to know what he wanted to tell me. To me, the rest was just details.

"Let me see … have I ever told you about when I met Elizabeth I? Or when Godric and I were involved with the Nazis in Germany? " he asked.

I shook my head no.

"Do you want to hear about any of that or would you rather hear about when I met common celebrities?" he asked.

"Only if you want to tell me about that. I just want to hear more about your life" I answered, my fingers still lazily playing with the necklace hanging around his neck.

"Lover … I always want to tell you more about my life or undeath if you will, before you … but …" he said.

"But what?" I answered.

"Can it wait until tomorrow night? Tonight, I really just want to make love to my wife until the dawn comes up" he said.

I didn't answer. Instead, I just pulled him back down for another kiss.

So … review to let me know what you think ... should I continue this?