Trouble Maker
A/N: Welcome, Readers, to chapter seven of Trouble Maker. So, chalk it up to impatience, but I really wanted to post. Therefor, we are crazy early tonight!
As always, special thanks to Nerdygirl, my favorite beta in the whole wide world!
Also, I have never done this, but seeing as we are finally scratching the surface of this fic, as well as have several readers who followed me over from Keep Me, along with giving me both insightful and inspiring reviews; I would like to extend special thanks to: Chipndalegal, duckbutt, Lost in space33, redjane 12, VAlady, murgatroid-98, pinkygirl01, Perfecta999, Lientjuhh, aprilshower021, Justice's Auntie, My Universe, Ericsfae, Posonive, Katy At All, Lissa P, Vamplover669, TMNinja Ginga, erin1705, nordiclover, pk22477, saldred 75, and Gyllene. Keep in mind, these are obviously not all of my awesome fans! They are, however, my most faithful reviewers, or reviewers who have inadvertently helped me through my writing. Lists of more awesome readers next week. Maybe you will see your name then! Now on with the show!
-Andi
P.S: I kind of felt like Miss Nancy from Romper Room just now... "And I can see Ally is having a nice day today, and Bobby had a great time on Saturday. Mandy had a great day last Wednesday, and Joey will have a great day tomorrow!"
-Andi
Chapter Seven: All of Me
Sookie stared into Eric's eyes, hoping to glean the slightest hint of ulterior motive in their swirling blue depths, but she found no fraud in his gaze. Relaxing a bit, Sookie leaned back against the couch and deeper into her companion's side. "This has been a really... I don't even know how to describe this week." She said tiredly, "It's been horrible and wonderful, and scary and relieving. I feel like my life's been on a rollercoaster this whole time."
"I wish that you did not feel so out of sorts." Eric squeezed her against his side gently in a comforting half-hug.
"Sometimes I just want to turn my brain off and be able to let everything off my shoulders for a bit." She admitted, "Do you think I should quit Merlotte's? Working two jobs doesn't really seem like a good way to let go of some of the stress."
"You could, however, that is a big decision to make so close to a tragedy." Eric told her, "Also, you said that staying busy helps distract you from your pain; if you were only working at Fangtasia that would be a lot of time off."
"True... Guess I just need to go with it for a while and think about what I want to do."
"That sounds like an excellent idea." Eric agreed.
"I thought you'd jump at the idea of me quitting Merlotte's and moving to Shreveport." Sookie teased.
"Under normal circumstances, I would, however, I do not want you regretting your decisions. If after a few weeks, you realize that the extra income is unnecessary and the work too straining, then I would suggest that you quit the bar." He shrugged, "And if after a little while, you find that living in Bon Temps is no longer appealing, and the decrease in commute more beneficial, I will be the first one to help you find a suitable home here in Shreveport."
"Thank you." Sookie sighed, "Eric?"
"Yes?"
"I don't know how to ask this without sounding naïve..."
"What?"
"The way you spoke about me earlier tonight? When you were questioning my brother? Is that how this is going to work? You're just going to talk like I'm not in the room, or like I'm your property?" She clenched her fists tightly.
"You seem to be jumping around on topics tonight, Little One." Eric sighed. "Are you just looking for something to be upset about?"
"You didn't answer my question."
"Yes, that is how our business arrangement is going to work." He said evenly, "I will tell you to do something, and you will do it. That is what I am paying you for. If Merlotte tells you to serve a table, you do it, correct?"
"Well, yeah-"
"And when Merlotte is having a business meeting, or dealing with customers, he does not drag you into the arrangements, correct?"
"Well, no, but-"
"So what did I do this evening that you would not expect of an employer?" Eric looked down at her, and she was amazed to see that despite his blatant observations, neither his tone, nor his face showed a hint of patronizing her.
"I guess; I've just never heard someone say it so plainly. I mean, the boundaries and etiquette were always implied, but I've never heard Sam actually say that me, or any of the other girls, are hiswaitresses and that we'll do what he says." Sookie sunk back against the couch like a deflated balloon. "And... I guess... I mean after last night-"
"I thought that you would be more resistant to receiving special treatment. I did not want you to feel like "the boss's woman". So I treated you as an employee." Eric explained.
"Do you have any other employee's sit in your lap?" Sookie leered.
Eric chuckled, "I do not. However, it will be known that you are mine soon enough, and your position as my lover will distract the humans from the secondary reason you are sitting there. They will never guess that you are sifting through their minds, uncovering useful information."
"What's the primary reason, if telling you what's going on is the secondary one?"
"Allowing me the pleasure of feeling that luscious ass of yours pressed against me." Eric rumbled deep in his chest, that panty soaking grin of his quirking his lips.
"Mr. Northman!" Sookie gasped in mock disbelief, "I don't believe that's the way you should talk to a lady like me!"
"But you are mylady." Eric growled teasingly, leaning into her on the couch to capture her lips in a heated kiss. "And I convey that comment as a compliment, and not as a demeaning remark." He assured, nibbling her bottom lip gently.
"Mmm, you didn't have to reassure me with words that time." She grinned, stretching her lip tightly between his teeth.
"That is good to hear, Lover. I am possessive by nature, and I had hoped that you would take such comments happily rather than be offended." He kissed along her jaw when he heard a deep, contemplative sigh from her. "What is it, Lover?"
"I know this sounds contradictory, but hear me out, okay?" Sookie started to sit up, and Eric sat back on his own side of the couch to allow the movement.
"All right."
"I like the idea of being yours. I wantto be claimed." She scratched at her cuticles nervously. "I know that you've seen the strong, independent side of me, but... All of my life I've heard what people think about me. Jason wishing people didn't know I was his sister. Gran wishing no one knew about my disability. Mom and Dad wishing I was normal. As much as my family loved me, none of them wanted all of me. It's niceto be wanted through and through and not just for this and that. Jason loves me because I'm his sister, but he hated me tonight despite that. He didn't look at the fact that he'd gotten his butt in trouble again, and little sis had to save him."
"I see." Eric sighed, "Then, know this, Lover, I want all of you. I want your telepathy, I want your fire, I want to understand your experiences- the good and bad- I want your body,your emotions, everything. Even when we are arguing or when you are irritated with me, I still want that irritation and ire because it is you. There is nothing you could do to make me not want you."
"But why?" She dropped her head to his shoulder, "You just met me four days ago, and you're saying all this stuff I've wanted to hear my entire life. It makes me nervous 'cause I feel like it could be torn apart at any second, or that you will finally realize I'm notall these things you think that I am."
Cupping her cheeks in his hands, Eric stared Sookie steadily in the eyes, "You have the potential of being anything and everything, Sookie. You may need some prodding, and time, but never doubt that your potential is limitless. Also, realize that I am here for you. Even when I do or say things or tell you to do things, your best interest is always on the forefront of my motives."
"What does that mean?"
"It means that I may ask difficult things of you. I may tell you not to speak, or I may instruct you to delve deeper into someone's mind than you feel comfortable going. I may ask you to put your pride on the back burner and just trustme to know what needs to be done." Eric explained.
"What if it's not a pride thing? What if it's a moral thing? I mean, what if you have to kill someone? I could never condone that-"
"And if they were there to kill you? Or myself? Where would your morals stand? What if they were going to harm Pam? Or any of my other underlings? What about your brother?" Eric pressed.
Sookie stayed silent as she processed this.
"I do not kill without reason, Sookie. I may kill for little reason, but not for the mere joy of killing."
Disregarding his use of the word 'mere', which implied that he actually didenjoy killing, though on what level, she was uncertain; Sookie asked instead, "What would little reasons be?"
"Stealing from me. I can easily reestablish my wealth, but the act of stealing from me is not tolerated. I would appear weak if I allowed another to take from me and not express the repercussions hastily. I will not be made to look weak."
"What if I made you look weak." Sookie fidgeted.
"I do not foresee how you would accomplish this, unless you plan on disrespecting me intentionally."
"What if it's unintentionally? I mean, what if I snap at you without thinking?"
"I would expect you to recognize your error and submit to me instantly."
"Submit?"
"Yes, there are small penalties my subordinates receive if they openly disrespect me. If they were to do so, and recognize their error, it is common for them to lower their eyes and head and take a step back. If this is a routine with them, and the docility is not enough to hinder the action, I have been known to strike them. Pam has been spanked in front of my subordinates before."
"You'd spank me?" Sookie gawked.
"It is very unlikely." Eric chuckled, "I do not anticipate you doing that. Something would have to seriously upset you for you to fight me, I think. You are also very private, and I believe you would be more likely to discuss disagreements in private than with an audience." Sookie had to agree with that last part. The telepath knew that she was stubborn as well as opinionated, but she definitely did not enjoy causing a scene. "Of course you were rather flamboyant with your actions against Malcolm's nest." Eric began thoughtfully, "And let us not forget some of your tactlessness the first night that we met."
Sookie scoffed, "Well, most of that stuff with Bill was because he never told me anything useful beforeit came up." She rolled her eyes, "And as for Malcolm's gang; they were being jerks. First thing Diane did the second she met me was try and glamour me. Next time I run into her, she's running her fingers down the side of my neck. I'm just supposed to stand there and take that crap?" Sookie demanded.
"No, you are not, because if any were to touch or glamour you, they would be claiming a slight against me." Eric told her. "Of course, I have little intention of letting you anywhere near vampires without myself; so therefore, it will never be an issue. However, if you were to do anything so blatantly disrespectful to me, it would bring my claim over you into question, and you would not be safe."
Sookie thought about that a moment, "It may take some time at first, but I know that I don't want to fight with you. There may be some times when I react on a gut instinct, but..."
"And a simple submissive act is all that I require from you if others were to witness it. Soon, you will learn to hold those reactions in until a more suitable time and place to address them." Eric nodded. "Remember, this is a presence we display in public. You are free to argue your points with me privately, however, in the presence of others- my word is law."
"Okay." Sookie relaxed into the couch slowly.
"These terms are agreeable then?" He asked tentatively.
"Well..." Sookie took a deep breath, "In a way, it sounds like you're trainingme."
"I am, and I told you that I would do so." Eric replied simply, "Not as one trains a pet, of course, but how one trains a subordinate or employee." He assured. "I am not happy to tell you that these circumstances will not be limited to your employment at Fangtasia if you choose to become mine. This will become a public lifestyle in the presence of other vampires."
"So, if Pam-"
"Pam is my Child, and therefore it would be unlikely for me to keep such a rigid formality around her. You have seen that Pam and I are rather informal around each other. We do not stand on much pomp and circumstance."
"I guess that's true. Other than her calling you Master." Eric smirked at that.
"And the instructions will not be a constant either. I will not abuse the position." He promised.
Sookie smiled slightly at his words. Thinking about it, his demands were not unreasonable. After all, he had stated a clear fact that any employer would make similar demands- vampires just had a more intense expectation of employees that disrespected their boss. It was not like Eric was going to publicly flog her... Unless she intentionally did something absolutely horrible...
"You were right. I really am all over the place tonight." Sookie sighed, leaning deeply into the sofa. "I don't get it at all."
"It has been a trying week for you, and a lot of the things that are troubling you are very serious topics with no simple way of viewing or understanding them." Eric soothed back her hair gently, "There is a lot of emotional aspects to these topics, and staying on any one particular conversation is just confusing you due to an inability to focus or direct your distress. Do not worry about needing to redirect the conversation when you are emotionally exhausted over it."
Sookie gave him a weak smile, "Y'know, it really has been an exhausting week when I think about it. About everything that's happened. It almost seems unreal. Like, I could wake up from a dream at any second and it will all disappear. My Gran will be making me breakfast, and there won't've been any murders. Maybe even vampires won't exist when I wake up, but that last part makes me ache. At first I thought the lack of vampires upset me because it meant I'd have to go back to being the only "oddity", but, no. It's you." She let another tired grin tug at her lips, "I'd rather stay asleep and dream your existence than ever wake again."
Leaning in swiftly, Eric captured her lips in a kiss. Sookie shut her eyes slowly, letting the vampire lean her back onto the couch until he blanketed her entirely with his large frame, "I believe that is the most beautiful thing someone has ever told me." Eric whispered against her lips before pressing his own against hers even harder.
Their kisses intensified, Sookie's arms tangling around his neck, her fingers twirling golden strands of his hair. Eric's hand held her side while the other cupped her face softly. When they had to part for Sookie to take a full breath again, Eric went to her throat, lavishing the sensitive flesh with his lips, teeth, and tongue. The arching her body did against his own was enough to drive the vampire mad, his body responding to hers with great fervor.
"Sookie," Eric hissed when her hips arched just right and pressed intimately against his bulging denim, "may I touch you as I did last night?"
"Mmhmm." Sookie purred, pulling his face to hers once again for more kisses.
Eric slowly began sliding his hand down the length of her side, finding the hem of her dress before creeping beneath it and ghosting his fingertips along the outside of her thigh. Sookie giggled into the Viking's mouth and he pulled back with a smile, "A little ticklish, are we?" He teased, gently dragging his nails across the skin his fingertips had just passed over. Sookie bit her lips and let out a little moan as he did this, making Eric dive back into her lips as his hand continued its journey towards the Promise Land. "Your skin is so smooth and soft." Eric moaned against her lips, "So warm." Sookie whimpered as his hand came to her panties, fingering the elastic tauntingly, "Do you want me to touch you, Sookie?"
"Yes!" She gasped excitedly.
"Where, Lover?" He gave the elastic a little snap, earning a moan.
"Mmm," she arched her hips slightly, "my pussy." Though her words were passionate, her expression was shy at uttering the word her brain deemed "naughty".
Eric purred at her fiery voice, "Do you want me to use my fingers, or my mouth?" He asked, giving her throat another playful lick.
"Both!" She mewed, making Eric chuckle.
"You look so beautiful, Lover, but may I remove your dress?" Eric asked as he swept his fingertips tauntingly over her hidden sex.
Sookie arched her spine so Eric could reach the zipper on the back of her dress. In a moment, Eric was sliding the gown off of her body, and Sookie lay upon the couch in nothing more than her underthings.
"Beautiful." Eric sighed, kissing from her throat, down her body. Sookie rocked against her vampire as he kissed the tops of her breasts, tugging the cups out of the way so that he could envelope her hardened nipples with his lips. The woman whimpered, arching her back to undo her bra. Eric smirked as he watched her fling it across the room.
With her bra out of the way, Eric began plucking the nipple of one breast with his hand while his mouth entertained the other. Sookie shivered beneath him as he did so, panting for breath and causing her breasts to thrust up to his face as if begging for his attentions.
When her breasts had been given thorough care, Eric began kissing down her body, nibbling here, letting his cool tongue trace there. As he came to the border of her panties, Eric slid them down without hesitation, and Sookie allowed it with a whimper of encouragement.
Completely naked now, Sookie blushed. She moaned as Eric breathed her in deeply. "You smell divine, Lover." He told her huskily before kissing the top of her mound and taking another deep inhalation. Slowly, he drew her thighs apart, kneading the inside of one and nibbling the other, causing tiny, pleasurable flinches in those supple limbs. His tongue traced a line from his love bite, up towards her center.
"OH!" Sookie cried as his mouth enveloped her sex. "GO-D!"
As Eric's tongue alternated between plunging into her hot channel and circling her clit, Sookie made gasping, little shrieks of pleasure. He enjoyed watching her hands turn to claws and flex and fist. Enjoyed the way her hips tilted and twisted in pleasure. Most of all, however, he became enthralled by the thrashing of her head and the way it sent her golden hair cascading like rays of sunlight.
Suckling on her nub, Eric used his long fingers to occupy her dripping entrance. First one finger, then another, then the two of them snaking within her until they settled on that wondrous spot within that made Sookie choke with pleasure. All too soon, Sookie came with her first orgasm of the evening, but Eric was too entranced with her wild nature to stop at just one. It was not until he sent her over the edge twice more that she reached down to catch his wrist and pantingly, begged him to stop.
"I ca-can't breathe!" She gasped for air, but though she had stopped his wrist, she did not make him withdraw his hand entirely. Eric kissed the hand that had halted him before gently rocking his fingers and coaxing her into a relaxed state. "Can... Can we go to your room?" She asked breathlessly.
"As you wish, Lover." Eric withdrew his fingers at last and lifted the naked woman into his arms, carrying her to his bedroom.
Sookie did not know what to expect of Eric's "lair", but when the door of his bedroom opened, she had not anticipated the beauty or warmth that surrounded her. The walls were a heavy cream color with a slightly deeper tone dry brushed over to give the walls more dimension as well as a more aged appearance. The finish on the wood accents were walnut, giving them a strong, richer appearance and the hardware finishings were gold to brighten and warm the dark stain. Sookie paid little to no attention to the finer décor of the room, for her eyes were focused on the bed once they spotted it. Given its sheer size, it was not unreasonable that her eyes went straight to it.
The bed was custom made, because Sookie knewmattresses did NOT come in that size normally. Which meant all of the bedding had to have been custom as well. A rich, dusty red comforter with cream sheets dressed the bed. As they drew closer, Sookie could see the embroidery on the comforter, done in deeper red tones and a few designs in golden thread.
Eric settled his lover on the bed, moaning at the way the coloring of his bedding seemed to embrace the tan flesh of Sookie's skin. They complimented each other well and, for some strange reason, only strengthened Eric's belief that Sookie was meantto be with him.
"Lay back, Sookie." Eric whispered heatedly as he took her feet in his hands and began turning her to lay the correct way on the bed. Sookie took a deep breath as she lay back, doing her best to relax and keep her head in the moment.
Nothing to worry about, nothing to fear.She took another calming breath as Eric slid his hand up from her foot, grazing her ankle, tickling the inside of her knee, and gently kneading the inner part of her thigh. Sookie felt her legs part instinctively as his hand drew closer to her center, and this made Eric smile. Dipping down, he placed a kiss on her lips as his fingers rubbed gently over her womanhood. She was still incredibly wet from his attention back in the den, and Eric brought his coated fingers to his lips to lick clean. This action made Sookie pant once more, and moan as he pulled away. The sound of disappointment was halted quickly as Eric reached for the tail of his shirt and began pulling it off.
Sookie found herself rolling to her side and soon kneeling in front of him when the shirt blocked his vision as it came over his head. When he looked down at her again, he was pleasantly surprised to see her hands reaching out to touch his body hungrily. She petted and caressed his chiseled body, licking her lips as she leaned closer to lick and kiss the hard lines of his muscles.
When his hands went to the belt and button of his pants, Sookie kissed the border they created at his hips, as if trying to encourage the gate to open and grant her access to the new land that lay beyond.
With a chuckle, Eric quickly undid his pants and grinned as Sookie took the waistline into her own hands to shove his trousers down to his knees, rather unceremoniously. He could tell by her eyes that the size of him had the girl both startled and more than a little doubtful. Her eyes were big and her lips sealed seamlessly as she looked at his cock.
Eric said nothing, but began to lean over her instead, pressing his body to hers while his lips coaxed warm, sweet kisses from her. Eric kicked his pants off the remainder of the way, and quickly toed his socks off as their bodies molded together tightly, rocking and undulating, hands caressing and memorizing the other's body.
Reaching between their bodies, Eric grasped his cock and pulled back enough to trace the head against Sookie's wet slit. He felt her tense for a mere moment before she began to rock against it.
"Sookie, do you want me to put my cock inside of you?" Eric asked, stating plainly what his intentions were. His voice was that gruff timbre that Sookie could deny very little to.
"YES! Please! I want you inside of me!" Sookie nodded enthusiastically.
Eric smiled a bit wider as he brought himself in close to her and slowly began to slide into Sookie's liquid warmth. He felt her breaths deepen and steady as she acclimated to his size, and Eric rocked back and forth with only a small fraction of his length within her. His right hand slipped between their bodies, playing with the sensitive area just above where they were joined. Sookie writhed pleasurably while he rubbed the bundle of nerve endings into a frenzy until she bucked wildly, rupturing her maidenhead, heedless to any discomfort whatsoever.
Bringing his hand to his mouth, Eric elongated his fangs and pricked a finger on the sharp point to draw blood. Sookie watched him curiously as he withdrew from her body, replacing his cock with his bleeding finger, whimpering at the loss.
"What are-" Sookie quieted when she felt Eric begin sliding his member back home inside of her. "Ohhhhh!" She whimpered as he went back to his shallow and steadily deepening strokes until she could actually feel the front of his thighs smacking the back of her own, and the pleasurable sensation of his pelvis grinding into her clit. "Eric... Eric, yes... Eric!" She cried deliriously as his pace increased, and a free hand went between where their bodies met to flick and tease her clit until she was wild with passion again.
Once more, Eric got to revel in the utter insanity of her pleasure overloaded body. The way it twitched and contorted; the way her hands tried desperately to find their purpose as they alternated between pressing into her face, scratching his torso, clawing the bedding and, his favorite, squeezing her breasts.
When Sookie went careening over the edge of oblivion, Eric choked on his own cry of pleasure, completely taken off guard by the intense way her internal muscles gripped and massaged his cock during her orgasm. It quickly brought Eric flying over the precipice with her, and he let out a shout he had not had forcibly torn from his lips in several centuries.
As the pair recovered from their first time enjoying each other, Eric showered every inch of Sookie's body with kisses. Everywhere his lips could find received his adoring caress. "Remarkable, lovely Sookie." He kissed her shoulder, her breast, her throat, "Unbelievable. A Goddess." Her chin now and her cheek.
Sookie giggled at his actions, "You're pretty unbelievable yourself."
"No, I am entirely serious. A new deity has been born; the incarnate of sex and beauty." He suckled her throat hungrily, "I want you again, so badly." He gnashed his blunt teeth against her neck now.
"Eric," Sookie panted huskily, "bite me?"
His fangs clicked into place and burrowed deep into her flesh at the request. He could not control the utter fervor that he drank her in. There was a brief moment that he managed to bring his lips from the wound, and it was to tear a second wound into his own wrist, offering it to his lover. Sookie enveloped the bleeding incision with her lips and drank deeply as Eric descended upon her throat once again.
Every draw of his blood seemed to cause a mini-orgasm that thrummed throughout her entire body, and she could feel Eric's cock harden inside her once more as his hips rocked erratically against her own. Finally, the vampire managed to make himself stop nursing the injury, and began licking it closed instead as he pulled his wrist from Sookie's own lips, much to her disappointment.
Taking her hips into his hands, Eric brought her fiercely into a collision with his own hips, fucking her so hard that it was nearly knocking the breath from her. At one point, the woman reached for his wrists to calm him, and began to roll hers in sync with his thrusts. The results were overwhelmingly wonderful, and the pair shouted out in bliss as their orgasms rippled through their bodies.
Collapsing side by side, Eric and Sookie stroked each other's skin as they gazed at one another wondrously.
"I do believe that you are quite capable of having sex, Lover." Eric murmured as he pushed a stray tendril of hair back behind her ear. His comment caused Sookie to squirm closer to his body, and with her blood freshly in his system and his within her, he could feel the need for comfort coursing through her. "Lover," he placed his arm around her, drawing her closer to him, pulling her tighter against himself, "will you tell me why that was ever a question for you?"
"I..." He could feel her fear and shame. The hesitation was enough for him to recognize the most likely origin of Sookie's doubts, and the emotions that surrounded them. Having torn through Sookie's hymen, Eric knew that she had not been raped, but there were still plenty of other things that could be done to a woman to cause them intimacy and sexual problems.
"Is he still alive?" Eric asked.
Sookie looked up in surprise before tearing up slightly, "Yes."
"Would you like for me to kill him for you?" Eric asked.
Sookie sobbed so hard that it hurt her chest. "N-no." But he could feel a tinge of darkness in her, a part of her that wished that he would destroy the monster that had scarred her for so long. Though Eric admired her resolve, he could not let this monster continue to exist; for he would rule a part of Sookie's life as long as he did.
Of course, it would be easier if Sookie had given him a name or clue, but Eric had a suspicion it had either been family, or a family friend, and, also, a lead to finding out the culprit. He may not be telepathic, but Eric was great at deduction and with his ability to glamour, would get the truth regardless, and be sure that the appropriate person was held accountable.
For his Sookie.
TBC
A/N: REMEMBER TO REVIEW, EVERYONE!
-ANDI