When he walked across the room with the woman, and had an odd expression on his face, I decided to finally take a look in his head. I had been determined to stay out of that snake pit, and I had much better control of my shields now, but he had been responding oddly all night, and I just couldn't put my finger on what was bothering me.
This is the first time I will see her feed. Donors disgust her. She must be repulsed by their very presents. Why does she suffer through this, and not just have a True Blood, or have the doors drained into a glass? She must hate this part of being a Vampire.
Was that concern? I walked up to the first donor, trying to square up what I was hearing now, compared the the rage I had heard from him that first night. I barely noticed the man, he was just he first in the line. I began inhaling and reading the donor, to get a better fix on what he could offer, when I felt a strong emotion coming from across the room. Jealousy? Without even considering "it" cast aside.
Who the fuck has heard of a picky Vampire. I bet Felipe is just as disgusted by her as I was, trying to appease her whims. No fucking wonder she doesn't eat. Let her starve, he is much to soft with her. Discipline would do wonders for her attitude.
It's Jeckel and Hyde in that brain. I have never heard such distinct "voices" in someones head. Even the jealousy seamed to have a different 'tone' or 'flavor' as I liked to think of it. I moved on to the next donor, and began my routine again of inhaling and reading, when I had an idea. Let's play "Name that Voice". And I had the perfect donor for round one. I couldn't even stop a smile from forming on my lips when I got to his ear.
Oh goody, Eric is even looking at me, maybe I can get deep into his mind, without him even realizing that I'm there. I returned his gaze and wormed my way deeply into him, as I began whispering in the donors ear. He was a particularly horny man, and his desires were an open book. I was just a matter or repeating his fantasy back to him, while running my fangs, and tongue on him and the appropriate times, and he was a ready to find his release the moment I sunk my fangs in him.
His endorphin filled blood, flowed in my mouth, and I couldn't help rolling my eyes back into my head when heard him..
She really knows how to enjoy it. It should be no surprise, she handled the cases out there remarkably well for one so young, why wouldn't she know how to enjoy her meal. So impressive for one so young. I wonder how she does it?
How many voices where there? This one seamed to be meeting me for the first time. Do Vampires have multiple personality disorders?
To cover my shock I ask if her enjoys the taste of them when they cum, and he simply nods in agreement.
Time to move on .. The next was a red-headed woman. She was pissed that her husband had cheated on her with a Vamp, and she wanted to see what the big deal was. I grabbed her head with my left while draping my right over her shoulder and across her chest, to hold her still, while I told her how good her husband was in my bed. I inflamed her anger to the point that she was going to explode when I sunk my fangs into her.
Blood tastes so different depending on what endorphins are in it. If you are not hungry it is a way to make feeding more appealing. Tonight I was going to have fun with my food, and the man across the room.
Is she upsetting her? Why would Sookie intentionally anger her? Sookie in never like that. Always good manners, and southern grace and hospitality. Perhaps she is angry and lashing out. Should I help her? This is not making any sense.
No shit! I agreed with him. This was the same flavor as the first one, and I could read some memories that were floating around with it, and they were mostly from the time when I first started dating Bill. Interesting..
As I finish with the red head, I realize that Eric has not made a move to feed. He just placed his hands on the woman's shoulder, and was watching me. I went to the next woman in the line, and quickly discarded her. She would not help me with my game. Hum.. lust, anger, I wanted to do happiness and fear, but I had to have the right donors, I couldn't leave any permanent harm.
The next was an older man, with a very boring life who had decided this was going to be his midlife crisis. He wanted to be accepted and special. I gave it to him, by listing all of qualities and what an honor it was for me to have him. He was giddy, and damn near prancing by the time I was done talking. The result was a very tasty indeed.
Look at that fucking fangbanger. Why the fuck would she toss aside the others, and take something as worthless as that. He is damn near pissing on himself with glee. No fucking taste, what is wrong with her, wait already know. Worthless troublesome bitch.
Ok now he is really starting to piss me off. I barely seal the man's wounds before I go down the line looking for someone to take my anger out on.
Her eyes widen as I quickly scan the line. Her fears are easy to read, and I play them well. I instantly regret it when I sink my fang in her. Fear is soo not palatable. I should have done fear first, while I still was somewhat hungry, but at this point it is more disgusting than that synthetic bottled crap. I almost gag but fix my eyes on Eric, and listen as I drink.
She likes variety. I guess one must do what they can when going threw many, but fear. I would rather just enjoy the lust. I never tire of the taste when they are cumming. To each their own.
Ok, so we have 3 distinct voices. One that thinks I am still the naïve person I was when I was with Bill, One who is pissed because I betrayed him. . And the last, is pleasantly distant, with no memories associated with it other than the ones from this evening. That was definitely the one I got with the fear . Well at least this new voice respects my new position. I guess I will take what I can get. I need time to evaluate all this new information. My "game plan- and face" are useless.
I noticed Eric has not moved to feed, but is still watching me, but I am done, so I head to the door to return when I catch her thoughts on my way out the door. She was here for me.. Aww. Felipe sent me a gift.
"Eric I don't believe you haven't noticed what you have in front of you" turning to the woman I told her "I can't believe he hasn't caught it."
"Sookie", she said "Felipe, said I was a gift and said that you would be kind and help, but I don't know about him..." looking at Eric.
Eric finally looks down at the woman not grasping what is going on. His mind is still jumbled from the constant switches. "Felipe?" he asks trying to figure out what he has to do with her.
"Come, I understand why you're a gift, but how can I to help you?" holding out my hand to her, then leading her to the center of the room. I wonder which personality will come to play once he hears what she has to say, because this is going to be good.
She blushes so deeply, and has no idea how to tell me that she is a virgin. But that is not the best part. She has never been able to bring herself to orgasm, and is just terrified since she is getting married the following week, that she will not be able to with her husband. A friend told her how intense it could be with a vampire, and so she came hoping to overcome this little barrier as she likes to think of it, without loosing her virginity. Where did Felipe find her!! She is going to be such a treat.
She whispers so softy, "I've can't cum." Darn it he didn't hear, and I know she won't say it again. Another light bulb goes off, and I whisper in the girls ear, "I will help, but he is going to join me, don't worry just listen to me, and it will be ok." Her eyes grew so big, and I could smell the fear rolling off of her. Ugh.. no way was I going to have fear tainting this. "I'm just going to do what I did to the first guy, we will both feed from you that is all." Thankfully that was enough to settle her.
I stood behind her and began relaying her fantasies to her, but it wasn't enough. I had her look at Eric, and began pushing her boundaries having her imagine that blond sex god across the room doing unspeakable things to her. Once I felt she was close, I beckoned Eric to join me. "She is too good not to be shared. She is a virgin'" at this Eric gives me his big genuine toothy smile "and she has never been able to bring her self to orgasm. She should be especially sweet" and giggle at the reference of our first meeting.
He stands behind her at her other shoulder, and I continue to talk softly in her ear, crawling deep in her brain and pushing at the resistance I find, while I grasp Eric's hand. Once I had her at the brink, I pulled a bit out of her mind, because I wanted to enjoy this experience as my own, and squeezed his hand. The sensation of us both sinking our fang into her, made her cum....hard. We both held her up when her legs started to give way, even while being overwhelmed by the sweetness of her blood moaning and loosing ourselves in the moment.
Suddenly I wanted to know what Eric thoughts were while being consumed by the moment, and I pried my eyes from the back of my head and focused on him. His eyes were already fixed on my face so we started at each other across her chest. I could hear his lust, his appraisal of the taste, contentment, all in the different voices all together. There was something else very far away. I was sure that even he didn't know it was there. I followed this emotion, raw and distinct with out any thing else attached to it, when it led me to a wall deep within his mind. I reached my hand around to the woman's clit trying to prolong her orgasm while I figure out what the purpose of this wall was.
It has no 'taste" of hallows curse. I got a good look at what her curse was like when angry Eric was out, and some of the memories associated with that time. No this had no taint of magic either. It was distinctly Eric. He made this wall, and not to keep me out, it was designed to keep himself out. I 'rested' against the wall, deciding if I really want to know what was so horrible, that Eric would keep from himself
What could be so terrible that a thousand year Viking who relished being a Vampire- and all that -that entailed, keep secured away? What I could feel vibrating behind that wall was powerful. It was strong. Very very strong, and being fed, and encouraged, growing stronger threatening to escape. I wanted to run, I turned to high-tail out of his brain, and was just about out when I felt it escape. It washed over me, and knocked me about in the recesses of his mind, before being sucked back in behind the wall. I heard the wall being re-enforced and its walls doubling to keep its contents in place.
I released the woman from my grasp and stumbled back from both the physical and metal assaults. "Thanks Eric for joining me and the information, but I must get back." I said before fleeing the room.
Walking down the hallway to rejoin the tribunal, I felt horrible about what just happened with Eric. I learned so much when I was knocked about.. For about 1000 years, he functioned in a cool and pragmatic way. About 2 years ago all that changed.
Not my fault. I never did anything to instigate it. I never did anything to poke or provoke it.
Not my fault. His mind broke off into different segments, because he chose it. He did this to himself.
Not my fault. He built that wall to keep his mind from splintering anymore. He doesn't realize he did it, he just acted intellectually to protect himself, but I know . I know he chose this.
Then why do I feel guilt? And how do I explain what was behind that wall.
It wasn't love exactly, but something close.
A/N:
Choose your own Adventure.. Should Sookie:
A) Feel overwhelming guilt and help Eric sort this out?
B) Feel bad, but have more 'important' things to do, and enlist Pam to help?
C) Say pay backs a bitch, and do nothing?