A/N: I'm watching True Blood (all of the seasons) again, because I had missed a shit-load of them and I fell in love with the Queen of Louisiana ;) I just adore the way she thinks! But Bill creeps me out and Erik and Sam make me crazy ;)

Disclaimer: True Blood = not mine

My lips followed his with ease, and my hands trailed down his chest, feeling all of the man's muscles. One of his hands ran through my long hair, the other pulling my body closer to his by the waist. I slid my tongue along his bottom lip and he let me in, our tongues battling for dominance of the other's mouth.

I let him win, letting him push my back against the door.

I broke the kiss, trailing light kisses along his jaw, to his throat.

My canines grew, throbbing with anticipation of the blood underneath the skin of Erik's neck. I moaned softly at the very thought of it.

I couldn't hold back anymore, I bit down in the soft, cool flesh.

The blood pooled and I barely heard the moan that came from Erik, swallowing mouthfuls of the delectable liquid.

I could taste all the different nuances, the places he had lived, the people he had drank from. I could taste his progeny in his blood, Pam, and her place of origin. But most of all, and probably most importantly, I could taste his humanity. I could taste the north sea in his blood, the royalty in his veins, the Norse tendencies of a Viking. Thor's lightning, Loki's mischief, Odin's wisdom.

And it could bring me to my knees with the way it made me feel.

My arms were around the vampire's waist as he fell to his knees, my fangs still embedded deep within his flesh.

My thirst was sated long before I had expected, the vampire not yet drained, and yet I couldn't drink another drop of his blood.

"How old are you?" I asked softly, running my tongue along the wound to heal it and resting my forehead on Erik's shoulder, my breath heavy.

"A thousand years old, approximately" he said, leaning his head back against the desk as he regained more and more strength.

A small smile graced my lips. That explained it.

I let my bottom lip run back along his jawline until it reached his lips, where I planted a soft kiss.

His hands caught my hips and moved me slightly so that I was straddling him.

I kissed him more firmly, nibbling his lower lip slightly. His tongue slipped through my lips and massaged my own, making sparks flow through my body.

I rolled my hips a bit on his and his fangs flicked out with a plink.

I caught my tongue on them, making a bit of blood well up in my mouth and Erik lapped it up with a small groan.

His hands were all over me, gripping at my hips through my skirt and ripping at my shirt.

My shirt fell in tatters around me but I couldn't be bothered to care, I only decided that revenge smelled really sweet right about now.

A growl rumbled deep in my throat and I ripped his shirt apart, looking deep into his eyes and smirking.

"Oops" I whispered, crashing my lips onto his again.

His hands quickly got rid of my bathing-suit top and I found myself fumbling with the buckle on his belt.

I growled again and ripped it off his hips, busting all of his belt loops.

He looked up at me, his eyes sparkling with mischief, and pushed me back so that I was on my back. His lips were on me then, trailing kisses down my collar bone and to my breast, sinking his fangs deep into the flesh he found there.

My eyes fluttered shut, and a moan bubbled up my throat without my consent.

"Erik" I moaned out again as he ripped my bathing-suit bottom off, throwing it somewhere. I ran my hand along his back, enjoying the shivers that followed my fingertips wherever they went.

His jeans were short lived and before I knew it, he had rammed into me, making me scream his name at the top of my lungs.

I pried my eyes open when I felt a shudder running the length of my body.

I gasped when a knock came at the door.

"Erik? Sun'll be up soon" I heard Pam's voice and I noticed I had arms wrapped tightly around my waist.

I groaned again when I felt the slight ache in my bones from a few hours earlier.

"Go away Pam, I'm fine" I heard Erik grumble above my head, as the arm around my waist tightened considerably.

Suddenly, the twins appeared before me with their hands in front of their eyes.

"Cerridwen, we have something to tell you!" Kai said loudly.

"Your mom is coming to get you!" Kathlin continued. I rolled my eyes, they were going to do their twin thing again.

"She's pissed!" Kai said loudly, a shudder running through his body.

"She found the stuff you hid in your drawer!" Kathlin looked terrified, even with her hands covering her eyes.

I cursed under my breath.

"Aw fuck, really?" I asked, groaning.

Erik opened one eye to shoot me a questioning look.

"Yes! And- and- Oh my god, just please put some damn clothes on!" Kai begged, stomping his foot like a girl.

I rose an eyebrow at him, but didn't say anything.

"Erik?" I asked, turning around in his arms.

"Mhm?" he asked, nuzzling my shoulder.

"What the hell are you doing?" I asked, blinking up at him. I wasn't quite sure what I was supposed to do, seeing as I had never woken up next to a living vampire.

Or human, for that matter. Well, except for maybe once, but that was my first time and it was with a shape-shifter.

Erik Northman just blinked at me and got up. While he did, I took in all of his assets with a raised eyebrow.

He was fucking hot. There was no denying it.

But I had to leave.

"Erik, where are my clothes?" I asked, looking around for said clothing.

He looked around at the ground of his office, then looked back up at me with a raised eyebrow.

My eyes widened.

"Seriously?" I asked, looking around. All I could see were shreds of material, and my torn up fire-colored skirt.

"Oh, no" I whined, crawling to it and picking it up. I pouted.

"I got that from a gypsy we met, on our way to Africa one day. You owe me big time, vampire" I said, huffing and crossing my arms.

He blinked at me, but didn't answer.

I looked down, noticing that I wasn't wearing anything. When I looked up, I noticed Erik wasn't wearing anything either. Quite frankly, I really didn't mind.

But he didn't need to know that.

"And will you put some damn clothes on, please?" I demanded, getting up and crossing my arms over my chest.

He ignored my request.

"What do your tattoos represent?" he asked, walking to me and running his hands across my tattoos on my hips.

There was an angel on one side and a devil on the other, they looked like they might be back-to-back if you got them besides one another.

"I'm a gemini. Those ones represent both sides of me" I explained, looking into his eyes. He nodded.

His hand reached behind my back and ran along the length of what I knew was a pair of tattooed wings.

"And those?" he asked. I smirked.

"They relate to a certain legend. Valkyries." I said, taking a step closer to Erik.

The back of his hand trailed across the right side of my face.

"And this one?" he asked, stepping a little bit closer to me too.

"I don't know. I can't remember" I said, running my hands up his chest and to his neck, where I tugged and pulled his face down to mine for another kiss.

He gripped me by the hips and hoisted me up onto his desk, fully intent on having his way with me.

But I was having none of that.

"None of that now, Mr. Northman" I practically moaned out, demonstrating my conflicted mind.

He kissed down my jawline to my throat, where he sank his fangs deep into my flesh.

I was immediately shot through time in one of those extremely rare visions I occasionally get.

VISION-TYPE THING

I had loads of groceries in my arms, struggling with them as I attempted to unlock the door to a house. I managed to open it and I entered the place, getting welcomed with some quite disturbing noises. I went to the kitchen and put my stuff down before going to the living room to see what was happening.

What I came across surprise the shit out of me, but I'll admit I found it kind of... Hot...

Erik was on top of a man, fangs sank deep into the man's throat. I rose an eyebrow.

He then let go of the man without having drained him, blood leaking onto the carpet.

"Aw, hell no! Erik, for fuck's sake, not again!" I complained, putting my hands on my hips.

His head snapped up at me and he blinked.

"Sorry, love, it tried to kill me," he dead-panned. I just rolled my eyes, trying my best not to be too turned on by the sight of my Erik with blood all over.

"Yeah well, you're cleaning it up this time. I'm sick of scrubbing blood off of that goddamned floor. You owe me big time, Mr. Northman" I said, pointing a finger at him.

He then proceeded to speed over to me and kiss my finger-tip.

"I guess I'll just have to make it up to you, Mrs. Northman" he whispered with a smirk, kissing me passionately. I kissed him back with all I had.

END

I was brought back with a gasp, and I decided I had to get the fuck out of here. I didn't say anything, just pushed Erik off of me and started going through his things, looking for something to wear.

"What are you doing?" he asked me, coming to rest his hands on my hips. I ignored him.

I wasn't going to let a damn vampire scoop out my heart and stick it in the blender and make it mush. I refused to.

"Where can I get clothes?" I asked Erik grudgingly, crossing my arms.

Erik blinked at me before putting on his jeans (which kept on slipping downward due to the lack of belt) and stepping out of his office.

I sighed with exasperation before continuing my search.

Erik came back quickly with a pile of clothes in his hands.

"These are Pam's. She will want them back." he said, putting the clothes on his desk and leaving.

I blinked twice before I put the clothes on and high-tailed it out of there.