School Yard Games
7
Clean Cars & Dirty Thoughts
A/N: This story was beta'd by the wonderful Ali- thank you girl! On wards with the mystery...I say!
Enjoy JoXx
Saturday had finally come; I guess I was getting my car washed. Oh it's good to be Eric Northman. I pulled up at an already busy lake side. As soon as I got out of the car Sookie came bounding over to me, "Hey" she smiled.
"Hey" I smiled back like a gimp.
"So the whole town is here, you have very kindly donated fifty pounds of ribs, you can thank me later. I knew you wouldn't know to bring anything as you're new. Here, let me introduce you to the original Triplets." She grabbed my hand and I felt a jolt pass through us, I looked down at our hands then back to her, she had noticed too. Oh God, so screwed. Oh man if her hand didn't just feel amazing in mine.
"Principal Northman, I'd like you to met my cousins the Crane Triplets… this is Claudine, Claude and Claudette," the three of them were stunning and clearly related. Gorgeous in fact, like models, and I had dated a few.
"Well, well Principal Hotness makes me wish I was still in school," Claude smiled. He spoke almost like I was like an object. Fairy.
"Please, call me Eric, it's the weekend," I smiled.
"Well aren't you a morsel, you will have come and visit our club," The one called Claudette smiled as her eyes raked over my body. It was like that kind of lethal, feral smile Pam sometimes gave. Had I not met Sookie and had she not got so under my skin, I would have fucked someone like her in a New York minute, now the thought disgusted me.
"Club?"
"Yeah, we own Hooligans in Monroe, you might have heard of it. We all dance there," giggled the one called Claudine. Holy fuck these are Sookie's cousins, strippers. Oh mama, I've been a very good boy.
"That's settled then, we'll give you VIP passes, I am sure Sookie will give them to you if we get them to her," Claude concluded.
"Sure, I'll do that," Sookie smiled, she still hadn't let go of my hand. Sookie's head shot up as she looked round, she looked like she was listening for something, suddenly her eyes narrowed and focussed on a group of people.
"Oh my God," she squealed letting go of my hand she ran through the crowd you could see the excitement coming off her in waves. I looked confused at the Triplets, the Crane Triplets.
"PARDLOE !" I heard her yell.
"STACKHOUSE !" I heard Preston yell. A few seconds later Preston emerged through the crowd with Sookie straddling his waist kissing his face as he cupped her ass. Urgh. Lucky bastard.
"We always thought Preston was gonna pop our Sookie's cherry, but I am not so sure now," the girl called Claudine looked at me with a coy smile on her face, her arms folded as we watch Preston and Sookie make their way to us. "Enjoy your day Eric," she smiled as they walked off patting me on the arm. Urgh, fuck she's a virgin? No way. Naw. No, I mean look at her. Maybe... no way, oh God my spank bank sooo did not need that information.
"Put me down you big lug," Sookie giggled, as Preston approached us. "Shit Stackhouse, sporting major wood here," Preston grumbled as he put her down, pouting at her. Cute, funny fucker.
"You're just ahead of the game, they will all be sporting wood by the end of the day... me and the girls are washing cars… you want me to wash your car Pardloe?" the last part she breathed in his ear. He fucking whimpered.
He put his hands up like a good dog and panted sticking his tongue out, "woof, yes please," he smiled, as I said funny fucker.
"Good dog," she grinned, I wanted her to smile at me like that. Damn. "This is our new Pri..." she began.
"Principal Eric Northman… I know. We met at the country club," Preston grinned.
"At the country club? How long have you been home, why didn't you call?" her voice was small, slightly higher than normal.
Preston laughed, "Ah Stackhouse, do you even know how hard it is to surprise you? Lil'Miss all knowing, all hearing," he tapped his temple had a totally superior smirk on his lips.
Sookie's face broke into a huge grin, "Well you did surprise me… now you'll have to sing with me," her smile was triumphant.
Sookie glared at him. "Okay, okay," he held up his hands in mock surrender.
"Good boy toy," she screwed up her nose as she grinned at him.
"Only for you," he said it with such longing.
The rest of the day passed in a flurry of introductions, being passed around like a baton in a race. Around four o'clock everyone made their way to the car park. Almost as if in unison the male population of the town got out their cell phones. With my extra height I had a good vantage point, Pam came up next to me vibrating with excitement.
One of the men I recognised from the country club spoke to me, "You are not going to film them?" he asked in surprise.
I winced, oh how I wished to film them like the big pedo perve I had turned into, "I am their Principal, I don't think it's appropriate to film my students washing cars," I reminded the guy.
"Ah, I see… shit to be you," if he only knew how much I wanted to pout. About twenty of the hottest girls from Bon Temps High wearing bikini bottoms, white form fitting tee shirts and stilettos paraded in front of us. Then they started. Urgh. There were lots of hollers from the crowd, the girls worked the crowd as much as they worked the cars. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. So screwed. Mmm.
I wanted to throw a two year old tantrum on how unfair it was, why didn't I get to go to a school like this? Why couldn't I be a car bonnet? Why, oh why, oh why? Alcide got his comeuppance; strapped to a chair the Triplets (Bon Temps High ones) took turns to lap dance him. Tara sat on his lap ripping her soaking tee shirt clean off her body to reveal a tiny bikini top, she flipped back in a handstand and dismounted his lap with ninja like grace. Urgh. STUDENTS. Douche, Students...mean anything to you huh?
"Don't worry Northman," Pam hissed at me in a hushed tone, "I am getting videos from multiple sources, sweet Jesus did you see that." Mmmm indeed. Does this make me a pervert? Hell yes!
After my car was very clean, my thoughts were very dirty and three thousand dollars lighter. Fuck. Well it's not like I had to pay alimony. I wondered if I'd get away with claiming it as expense to the FBI. Well you see sir it was like this... I had to have my car lap danced. . .
We all made way for more food while the girls went to get cleaned up. Later they joined us to a slow clap. This town surprised me how sexually open they seemed to be. It must be working as there wasn't any teenage pregnancies in the town, when other schools in neighbouring parishes had day-care so that the students could attend.
The day turned to night, with many students getting up on stage playing instruments and singing better than professional concerts I'd been to. I found myself having a really good time. "Eyes in the game, Northman," Pam reminded me we had a job to do as she slid up to me. I scanned the crowd, the sun had recently set. My eyes caught Sookie, she had a far away look on her face. I watched as she seemed to be listening to something, walking away from the crowd. At the tree line Compton caught up with her, she stroked his face speaking to him. He turned and slow jogged back to the party. Sookie went into the trees, I followed skirting the outside of the crowd till I was at the tree line.
I could see her moving quickly through the trees. Where was she going? I followed her, suddenly she stopped, I quickly hid behind a tree. "I know you are there, Northman," she said. Busted. I came out from behind the tree only to see her continue, so I carried on following her. When I caught up to her she was hunched over .
"Shhh, I've got you," she spoke, looking round her I noticed a small boy.
"Sookie I knew you would come for me. I wasn't scared or nothin' I knew you would help me," said the little blond boy who must have been no more than ten.
"Coby, what are you doing out her all by yourself?" Sookie asked.
"Getting recued by you," he grinned like smart ass. Cute. "I knew you would hear me, I yelled real loud in my mind-see."
"Shh," Sookie said giving me a quick glance, "Kay sport let's get you out of here."
I felt confused. After a week of being in Sookie's company, confused was a becoming a constant state of mind. I lifted Coby up and put him on my back. I am sure I didn't hear the kid, but Sookie did. The kid was sure Sookie would hear him, so sure that he wasn't scared in a dark forest. Mmm, supersonic hearing? Ah shit. If Pam could hear my internal musings now, she would definitely call me paranoid.
"Pretty quiet there Mr Northman, penny for your thoughts?" Sookie broke the silence as we walked, branches creaking underfoot.
"I was just thinking, it's nothing," I smiled, setting the boy down at the edge of the trees.
Sookie crouched down to Coby's level, " Right, you can see everyone now, you run along and go straight to your mamma, before she gets worried," she tapped him on his butt and smiled encouragingly at him as we watched him run off. "Rene's step kid, he's a little explorer but a good kid," she spoke as she worked her fingers through her long blonde hair. We stood in the tree line out of sight. Suddenly she was in my space, I hadn't seen her move. Mmm. Vanilla and that fresh fragrance that was so uniquely her.
"Spit it out Eric, ask me?"
"Ask you what?" I smirked although I had millions of questions I wanted to ask, but for the life of me I couldn't remember one of them. I was drowning in her scent, in her, my body ached for her touch. She inhaled deeply. "Mmm."
"I've never wanted anyone, like I have you," she whispered into my chest as she laid her hands on my arms, I stood there frozen. The voice in my head was shouting 'Danger Will Robinson' while another part of my brain was busy shoving socks down the voice's throat to shut it the hell up. She looked up, Oh God, I am so fucked. Leaning in, she kissed me, she slid her hands up my arms, my shoulders then weaving her fingers into my hair at the base of my neck. I couldn't help but respond, yeah that would make a great defence- she made me do it, your Honour. I cupped her beautiful face as I kissed her back for all I was worth. So screwed. Urgh.
She climbed up me as I turned and pushed her against a tree, she rocked her pelvis against my rock hard arousal. Mmm. Oh God. Never once breaking the kiss. Then she stopped, "Shit," she whispered, as I let her down, wondering what's wrong, scared. Had I done something wrong? Yes I had, a unhelpful voice in my mind provided.
"Just stay there, wouldn't want to ruin your reputation for liking lesbians," she grinned at me stepping out of the tree line leaving me sporting a raging wood and royally confused.
"Sookie," I heard Bill Compton yell, just as she emerged from the tree line. I stiffened as I remained still hidden in the trees, out of sight in the shadows.
"Over here stud," she yelled back giving me one last longing look. Had she heard him? How did she know? I watched quietly as she jumped on his back. I could feel a growl, low in my chest. Mine.
"What were you doing back there?" I heard him ask.
"Checking out the wildlife," Sookie answered. I grinned, tracing my finger against my lips where she had kissed me. Fuck me, if that hadn't been the most beautiful, erotic and right-feeling kiss I'd ever had. Did I mention I am so screwed?
I had made it through the first week in Bon Temps. However I didn't make through the first week without kissing Sookie Stackhouse; not good, Northman. Well it was good, so very good. Professionally speaking they should just fire my ass, soooo not good I thought, as I watched Sookie and the Triplets rock out country to pop to rock hits, they were amazing. Tara's guitar solo was fucking awesome- inspired. Other students joined them, playing different instruments or singing, I was awe struck by the talent this little town had. At one in the morning the all day cook out finally packed up; the girls had raised a quarter of a million dollars. WTF? When did you ever hear of a school raising so much money?
I lay in bed trying to piece together the mystery that is Sookie Stackhouse, but all the conclusions just led to me stroking myself. I am a douche, a horny douche.
A little lip locking there. Give mama her review crack tell me what you think...
