When Jessica had moved off the tree she looked down for evidence of what had just happened, and saw the trickle of blood at the swell of her breast. She nicked her finger and rubbed her blood over it, healing it fast. She smoothed her clothing, felt her hair to see if it was in any way messed up and walked steadily to her house, "her house" she chuckled inside a little thinking of how young she was, how young she felt to have her own place with a guy she loved. The thought of the older woman, the older vampire that just had her against the tree made her shudder, she felt the dampness between her legs. The short amount of time she had just spent with Pam had left her wanting so much more. Would she ever get as old as Pam? She just couldn't envision that far ahead, what about Hoyt? She saw a flash in her head of an elderly Hoyt, and her... her looking the same as she did right now, she shook the image away as she closed the door behind her.

She was on Hoyt as soon as he came through the door, her arms around his neck, her legs wrapped around his waist, kissing him all over his head. He broke out into the adorable smile of his that she loved so much.

"That's certainly some welcome." He spoke as he carried her through into the bedroom, she stripped him of his shirt as he lay her down on the bed but she couldn't get the image of Pam out of her mind. She could still feel Pams blood coursing through her, could still feel her gaze upon her.

She shifted under Hoyt uncomfortably. Usually she was the one pouncing on him, as she had when he entered their home but she felt Pam on her flesh, and wanted to pounce on her. She avoided kissing him as much as possible, still tasting Pam on her lips, her tongue.

He lay back upon their bed, assuming his usual position under her. She climbed upon his lap, deciding to get this over with, sad that she was not feeling the passion in her veins that Pam had set ablaze. She was feeling love when she let her eyes settle on him, but gone were the feelings she used to have. Love and In Love were apparently two different emotions, Jessica had just begun to realize.

Pam did not go far, she stood in the forest around "the shack", she called it. She needed to take Jessica to one of her homes, show her how a vampire could really live.

She could still smell Jessica in the air, could still smell herself and Jessica in the night air. How could Jessica go in there with some dumb fucking human? How could she have let it happen?

Eric.

If she had done what she had wanted, he would find out they were together and she did not want to think of the punishment she would meet.

She had wanted to take Jessica with her into the night. She had wanted to go to the truck, rip her dumb fucking human out of his seat and proceed to tear his throat out. Jessica probably wouldn't take too kindly to that, she'd have gotten over it. Pam would have make her forget all about that blood bag.

Pam wanted to leave but was intrigued by these feelings Jessica was stirring in her. Bad fucking feelings, but feelings none the less.

She could have screamed if not for the pain in her palms from her own finger nails, as she watched, as she listened to Jessica with Hoyt.

Bile filled her mouth, taking away the taste of Jessica. She hated Eric for this, but pushed that feeling away, knowing it was not how she really felt, just how she was reacting to seeing Jessica with Hoyt and not being able to do anything about it. She saw a glance of Jessica through the window, on top of Hoyt, riding him. Eugh, there they were again, fucking feelings.

The next night Jessica was in work when Sam called her over, "Phone call for you Jess."

"Um, thank you," She lowered her head moving as close to the wall to take the call, a small amount of privacy. "Hi?"

"I'm coming to see you when you finish work tonight."

Before Jessica could even think of a reply, Pam had hung-up.

Jessica was distracted all night thinking about Pam, she had hoped last night with Hoyt had eased the want in her, but it fell short of the mark, like an itch she just couldn't reach to scratch.

The more she thought of Pam, the slower the time went, the more wanting she became. She felt like Pam's kisses were visible on her, burning bright for all to see.

Jessica stood outside of Merlotte's, trying to look casual, aloof but checking the time way too often, time almost standing still. She should have been heading home, her home, to Hoyt. Their home. She had rang him after her phone call with Pam, told him she was doing a double shift, and not to wait up for her when he got off work. She never thought she would cheat or become a fucking vampire. Or fuck a vampire.

The sound of tires broke her thoughts, Pam's eyes were the first thing she saw in the darkness, they burned right into her. Pam drove closer. She saw Pam smile, a devilish smile, but when Pam pulled up the smile was gone, did she really see it? The glimmer of fangs in the moonlight?

Pam invited her into her car with an eyebrow raised, Jessica complied, as she settled into her seat Pam lent over placing a firm long kiss on her neck. She felt the kiss claiming her as Pam's, as Pam grazed her sharp teeth over Jessica's delicate skin. She broke her skin, barely. A slow trickle of Jessica's sweet blood dripped onto her waiting tongue. She moved her head away, watching the fast congealing blood her teeth, her kiss had left.

Pam knew she should lick the wound, heal Jessica quicker but she let her nose fill with the redolence of Jessica whilst enjoying the evidence of her passion for the young vampire. She liked her mark being left on Jessica. Hers.

Jessica could feel Pam's intake of her smell, almost feel the eyelash's fluttering in pleasure. Pam's mouth hovered over Jessica's neck, resisting the urge to tear into the beautiful skin and drink deep the nectar that flowed through Jessica. Jessica quivered, turning her head to capture Pams lips in a long deep kiss as she wondered where the night would take her.

Jessica's hands ached to run through Pam's hair, but knowing she couldn't touch the hair she settled on cupping Pams face. Jessica ran her hands down, around Pam's neck, holding tight, squeezing and rubbing, massaging, feeling Pam's hair light upon her fingers until her head swam and she ran her fingers deep through Pam's hair, keeping Pams head tight against her own as their tongues fought.

Pam seized Jessicas hands, and pulled them down into her lap. She intertwined their fingers, thinking about where she knew those fingers would be, and what they would be doing later. It brought their bodies closer, practically sitting on top of each other.

"Jess?" A familiar voice broke their kiss as she looked over to see Sam standing outside the back of his bar.

Pam grabbed Jessica's head in her hands, ignoring what they'd both heard, crashing their mouths together again. Jessica failed to kiss back, pushing Pam away and looking over at Sam.

Sam went to say something, but his mouth hung open, words failing him. Jessica withered under his gaze. Pam settled back into her seat, sitting up straight and perky.