New Year's Resolution

Disclaimer: I don't own the Southern Vampire Mysteries. Sole copyright belongs to Charlaine Harris. I too am poor, so please do not sue I just wanted to have a little naughty fun after reading the other fanfictions on this site.

Rating: M for later chapters.

*** Adult Content - you have been warned ***

Christmas was almost here and things between Eric and I really couldn't be better. Without actually stating it, we were dating. We spent as much time together as we could, with me driving to Shreveport on my scheduled days off and Eric driving to my house on the nights in between. On long weekends that I didn't have to work, Eric and I would take little trips to places I had never been before….which was pretty much everywhere, because besides vamp business, I hadn't been outside of Bon Temps. I think Eric wanted to show me the better parts of the world through his eyes and I was loving it.

So if things were going so well, why was I feeling so ill at ease about Christmas this year? I guess it's because today is Christmas Eve and I know Eric is coming to my house after we both get off work and I STILL have no gift for him. He asked me last week what I wanted for Christmas and if I had been naughty or nice this year. I of course told him naughty with a wicked glint in my eye. He smiled wickedly back and said, "I thought so" and I felt a twinge of lust flow through the bond. Eric hinted that he already had picked out something "special" for me for Christmas and so I really wanted to get him something he would love…but what do you get for a 1000 year old vampire that is loaded and has the top of the line everything??? There really was nothing I could buy him that would show him how I feel about him, so I started to think more creatively and decided to put my "naughtiness" to work instead – because Eric ALWAYS appreciates that!

I ran to this shop in town that carries sexy lingerie and toys, I couldn't believe it was open on Christmas Eve, but I guess there are a lot of last minute shoppers. The store was pretty crowded, I noticed it was mostly men inside, but no matter, I was on a mission. I zipped in and picked out the perfect items for my newly forming gift idea and headed home to start MAKING my gift. Now Martha Stewart I am not, but I decided to make Eric a homemade gift that I knew he would enjoy…and since vampires are big on puns, I decided to make him a "Master" Card. I wrote out a certificate with "Master" Card in big letters at the top. It indicated that the bearer was entitled to one night of total domination with me Sookie Stackhouse as his slave. I was wet just thinking about it and I knew Eric would like it too. I hoped I could handle whatever Eric's idea of servitude was. Gulp!

There were a few caveats of course. First, the certificate was non-transferrable. I didn't think I'd have to worry about that though, because Eric really didn't share well, but I didn't want it getting into the wrong hands (you just never know). Second, a 24 hour advance notice was required before redemption. I had a few tricks up my sleeve that I wanted to grace my master with and I needed a little time to prepare. And third, the 2nd part of my gift could be used anytime and anywhere as long as the "torture" would stop if I could negotiate a better alternative. We were getting pretty good at compromise in our relationship together and I was becoming a shrewd negotiator. (More to come on the 2nd part of my gift later – it's a surprise after all). I was feeling rather pleased with my creativity as I wrapped both gifts in silver foil paper with a bright red bow and placed them under my little tree.

As I looked at my pitiful little tree with only a few gifts underneath, I felt a bit sad thinking about Christmas without Gran and with Jason and I on the outs still. The house was feeling pretty quiet, since Amelia and Octavia had both gone to visit their family for the holidays. I felt myself sinking into a moment of despair and tears started to well up in my eyes. No. I told myself and gave myself a mental shake, because I really couldn't complain. I was lucky – I really had the most important things in life – love, health and happiness…so rather than feeling sad, I needed to focus on those who loved me and love them back. In some ways I felt as if Eric and Pam had become my substitute family – even though they weren't much into Christian holidays, they seemed to enjoy the gift giving part of the holiday and I was looking forward to sharing my Christmas with them this year. Since I would see Pam soon, I picked her up a gift card from the lingerie store I visited…there were tons of kinky things inside that I knew she would enjoy, but I opted to let her buy them for herself, so as not to get that personal with Pam.

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