A/N: Thank you to everyone who reviewed, added the story as a favorite etc. Here's the second chapter. Still not much of a plot but I'm getting to it ;) This is simply some good ol' PWP with Eric and Sookie. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it. Reviews are always appreciated! Also, since I forgot the disclaimer last time: I do not own these characters etc etc.

Chapter 2

They lay in a comfortable silence for a few moments, Sookie wrapped up tightly in Eric's arms. She lay still attempting to catch her breath and regain coherent thoughts.

"I aim to please." Sookie said belatedly, turning to grin at the gorgeous man lying beside her.

"Yes, that's quite clear." Eric seized her hand and moved it down south. "You can't seem to keep your hands off of me."

Sookie snatched her hand back within her sight and slapped him playfully. "Play nice." She warned. 'How could he be rearing to go again already?' She thought. 'Oh right, vampire. '

"The human needs a break." Sookie said lightly, suddenly realizing her thirst.

She hopped out of bed, Eric giving her butt a devilish squeeze. Not content in parading around the house in her birthday suit, Sookie threw on Eric's soft blue t-shirt and headed to the door. Before exiting, she glanced back towards the bed where her glorious Viking was sprawled unabashedly. A smile crept across her lips as she thought of what had just occurred and was likely to occur again shortly.

She hadn't realized she had been staring until Eric's cool voice brought her back to the present. "See something you like?" His voice was confident as he raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, hush." She retorted and made her way down to the kitchen. Sookie grabbed a glass from the cabinet and filled it with tap water. She leaned on the sink as she stared out into the night. 'God, that man does a number on me.' She thought as she gulped down the water. How had she gotten herself into this? One the one hand, she had herself, Sookie Stackhouse, the inexperienced, telepathic, small town barmaid. One the other, Eric Northman, the thousand year old, politically powerful, Viking vampire with a tendency to fuck anything that moved. Sookie quickly pushed these thoughts from her mind, allowing herself to be happy in this moment. She glimpsed at the clock and noticed it was four AM. Eric would have to be leaving her soon. She sighed and turned to make her way back up to the bedroom.

Sookie didn't make it very far before she found a very naked Eric standing in front of her. "What are you doing?" She stammered, clearly startled and aroused by his sudden appearance.

"It's only a short time 'til dawn now, my lover, and I must have you again before I go." He said simply.

"Patience is a virtue you seem to be lacking, Mr. Northman."

"I don't think you mind." He said, taking in the scent of her growing arousal.

"Hmm," Sookie replied teasingly "Maybe I'm not interested in another go around."

"Sookie, you're a terrible liar." And with that his mouth was on hers again reigniting the flame within her that barely had time to burn out.

Sookie returned the kiss hungrily, running her hands over the perfect muscles of his back, occasionally reaching down to give his butt a squeeze. He pulled away from her to give her a moment to catch her breath. Not wanting to waste any time, Eric grabbed the hem of his t-shirt and pulled it over her head. He brought her soft body back to his, enjoying the feel of her warm breasts against his chest.

He recaptured her mouth for a quick kiss before moving to the sensitive spot by her ear. "You look delicious in my shirt, Sookie. You should wear them more often. Or perhaps nothing at all." He whispered.

"That would go over well at Merlotte's." She breathed and brought his mouth back to hers, sliding her tongue over one of his fangs. She deepened the kiss as she reached down between them and stroked him, eliciting a growl from Eric.

He lifted her up with ease and her legs automatically interlocked around his waist. Her hands entangled themselves in his hair as she caressed his tongue with her own, eager to take all of him in. Eric had planned on returning them to the bedroom, but as she said, patience was not a virtue of his. He placed her gently on the table, laying her down on her back. He looked down upon the beautiful woman before him; his entire body ached with need for her.

Eric kissed his way down her lush body, lingering at her most sensitive spots, drawing forth satisfied moans from Sookie. He reached her dripping center, slowing down slightly and placing a kiss on the inside of her thigh. He drew his tongue along the length of her slit causing Sookie to shudder. She thought she would explode from the feelings erupting inside her.

Eric smiled in response to the effect he was having on her. It pleased him to know that he could do this to her. "Watch me." He commanded.

Sookie swallowed hard and brought her eyes to his. She kept her eyes on him as he returned his mouth to her and once again swept along her slit before delving his expert tongue into her warm folds. Sookie's hands grasped Eric's shoulders, attempting to pull him in closer to her. He inserted a finger into her, never removing his mouth. He moved his tongue to her clit, sucking and biting softly as he added a second finger. Sookie's moans grew louder now and she thrashed passionately on the table.

"Good God, Eric, don't stop." She moaned, her nails scraping at his bare shoulders. He sucked harder, moving his fingers faster, until the first wave of her orgasm hit her and she screamed his name. He continued his torment on her as her orgasm rolled through her body, her tight walls clenching around his long fingers.

Eric raised his head to gaze at the very pleased woman before him, still writhing with pleasure, her eyes dark with desire for him. He stood between her legs and bent his lean torso over hers, laying a kiss on her neck before proceeding to her perfect mouth. His hand palmed one of her breasts and she moaned into his mouth as he tweaked her hardened nipple.

Eric lifted himself from her and removed his hand from her breast, despite a disapproving groan from Sookie, and positioned himself at her entrance. He ran his length up and down her wet slit, being careful not to enter her.

"Tell me you're mine." Eric rasped and Sookie could have sworn it sounded more like a plea than his usual command. His blue eyes bore into her as he awaited a response. She knew that this wasn't fair. She'd say almost anything to get him inside of her at this moment.

"I'm yours" Sookie spoke quietly, her eyes never leaving his, all the while wondering if she might truly mean it.

At her words, Eric entered her in one swift thrust. He moved slowly at first, enjoying the feel of their bodies intertwined, fitting so perfectly together. Sookie's soft, pleading moans urged him to move. Eric quickened his pace, thrusting faster and deeper, as his hands ran all over her body. He bent over her once again to take a swollen nipple into his mouth, never losing his rhythm as his cock continued to slide into her. He flicked her sensitive nipple with his tongue before making his way up to her neck. He softly kissed the pulsing artery in her neck, his burning blue eyes moving upwards to meet hers for affirmation. Sookie knew what he wanted, and she knew she wanted it too.

"Do it, please, Eric," She cried as he pulled out of her only to thrust all the way back in, settling back into his rhythm. Eric laid another soft kiss on her neck before plunging his sharp fangs into the softness, pulling her intoxicating blood into his mouth. With that, Sookie's body exploded and her third (or was it fourth?) orgasm rolled through her, heat spreading all throughout her body as she cried out with pleasure. Eric felt her walls clamp around his cock, pummeling him towards his own release. He finished with a quiver, groaning her name as he collapsed on top of her, their bodies still joined. She wrapped her arms around his back, holding him to her, if only for a moment. Eric kissed her forehead before lifting himself to a standing position.

"I suppose we should move back upstairs now, unless you are content to sleep on the kitchen table."

"I'm not sure I can move," Sookie said with a sigh.

Eric laughed, slid his hands underneath her, and scooped her into his arms. He carried her easily up to her bedroom, her head resting against his hard chest, sleep ready to overtake her at any moment.

"You are amazing." He said to her with complete sincerity.

Sookie blushed profusely. She was human, after all. She kissed him softly on the lips. "Right back at ya," She said as he laid her onto the bed. Eric climbed in next to her, and Sookie laid her head to his chest as she drifted to sleep, knowing he'd be gone when she woke.