Eric awoke as soon as the sun went down. He could feel something coming, but could not figure out what... Until he heard it. "Eric. Eric, come to me. I have come to take you home." Eric dug his way out of the ground. It was impossible... Godric could not know where he was... And why? "Godric?" He called.
"Come to me, my Childe. In the caves... Eric, come... Please." Godric nearly begged as he stood in the cave, his hands clasped in front of him. His nose and ears were bleeding profusely, he hadn't slept all day, waiting for the sun to set so he could call his progeny.
Eric snarled. He darted off toward the caves, stopping short when he neared it. He could feel Godric... This wasn't a dream. "Godric..." He breathed, and Godric was in front of him. The older vampire gave a big breath of relief, looking up at his progeny. "You came... Why did you come?" Eric asked softly, still not believing this was real. "Because it is time to come home, Eric. End this stupid fight. We have centuries to live and argue... Do not make this one our last."
"No. Godric... You hurt me."
"I know."
"You don't care." Eric said calmly, his hands fisted by his sides. "I do." Godric whispered. The night you left, Garrick warned me of your departure... I tried to tell him I did not care, but to no avail... I care so deeply for you, Eric... I... Garrick described it as putting one's needs and safety above my own. It is love, Eric... I have loved you for hundreds of years... I just could not bring myself to admit it, until now. Until you left me to die."
"No, Godric. You are just saying that to get me to go back to London. I will not run from this fight. Release me and allow me to continue my quest."
"I refuse."
"Do you know how many times your call would have gotten me killed had I been human? I have had a sword run through me tens of hundreds of times! I am lucky to not be decapitated at this point! Because of you!"
Godric winced. He felt tears welling in his eyes, and let them fall. "I am sorry, Eric." He whispered, hanging his head. Eric pulled back, a little surprised. "Godric... Why are you crying?"
"Because, again, I have done the wrong thing, out of ignorance... Belief that we are above any emotion besides bloodlust... I have hurt you deeply, once again, by not letting myself love on a deeper level... Allowing you to be the only one that pleases me and keeps me safe, and... I have failed to keep you safe." He looked back up at Eric, red streams running down his pale cheeks. "I apologize, Eric... I apologize and ask for another chance."
"After the war. I need to help these people."
"I need you to help me, Eric!" Godric cried, slapping his chest. "I need you to be mine!" Eric stared at his maker for a long moment. "I have only been gone a few months, Godric... Barely a breath in your life. You cannot miss me that badly." Godric snarled. "I do! Christ, Eric, I do! I feel love for you! Do you need me to shout it? You stupid child!" He took a breath. "Now... As your maker, I command you to come home with me, and abandon this ridiculous notion of war." Eric winced, clearly trying to fight the urge to obey, as Godric turned and darted off. Eric let out a frustrated cry before following him.
VVVVV
"Godric... Please..." Eric whispered when Godric grabbed his hair and shoved him forcefully into their home. Garrick chuckled from the corner. "I see you had no trouble obtaining him. All memory of him is wiped from the royal courts, as per our plan." Garrick rose and crossed his arms, looking down at Eric, who was struggling to rise, still pinned by Godric's hand in his hair. "You, child, have caused much heartache for your maker. I hope you make amends with him." He patted Godric's shoulder. "Sleep well." Godric nodded. "Thank you again, Garrick... I know something like this could get you in trouble with the Authority.. It means a lot."
"No trouble. And there was no trouble in procuring him, so I do not expect reprimand from the Authority." He left, shutting the door.
Godric looked down at his progeny. "As your maker, I command you not to leave my sight until I permit you to do otherwise." He snarled, twisting Eric's hair so he looked up at him. Eric nodded, his eyes welling with red tears. "Now, get up and strip... You stink of rotting flesh." Eric rose and did as he was told, his head down. Godric walked to the kitchen, never used, and added a few logs to the fire already going. He dipped his finger into a large pot of hot water, and snagged it off the hearth. "Sit down in the chair." He commanded, motioning to the table. The chair creaked as Eric sat, and he turned, bringing the water to his progeny's side. He snagged a cloth and dipped it in the water, beginning to wash Eric. He started at his face, cleaning dirt and dried blood from his skin, and wetting his hair before washing it out, not unkindly, but not gently. He moved down his body, finally to his feet, before rising. He set the dirty water to the side and sighed down at his progeny.
Before Eric could move, Godric was on his lap, hugging him tightly. Eric gasped a little, surprised at the unexpected affection. "You scared me so badly, you stupid, stupid Viking warrior." He whispered against Eric's shoulder, fisting his hair in a desperate hug. Eric wrapped his arms slowly around Godric, unsure of how to act with this new side of his maker. Godric pulled back. "I am furious with you..." He whispered. "I know." Eric replied. "No, you don't! I nearly died missing you. Three months may not mean much in the life of a vampire, but to me... WIthout you... Never do that to me again." Eric smiled sadly, feeling his throat close as he choked up. "I won't... I am sorry, Godric."
"I know... I know, my Childe." He looked at Eric for a long moment, in disbelief that he was really there.
Suddenly, he kissed Eric, hard and needy, gripping his hair. Eric kissed back, pulling Godric's body tight to his own. His hands worked loosen Godric's shirt in their kiss, breaking it for a second to yank it over his head. "Take me to bed, Eric... I've missed you, so much." He whispered against his progeny's mouth. Eric rose, carrying the small vampire easily. He laid them down, not missing a beat with their deep kiss. Godric reached down, undoing his own pants, and Eric pressed kisses over his bare shoulder. "Godric..." He whispered, his voice cracking. "I know... I know, Eric..." Godric whispered, holding Eric's shoulders as the Viking vampire pushed his pants down over his hips and off. Eric shook his head. "Then let me say it. If you feel it... Let me say it, and say it to me... Mean it, Godric." Godric looked at him for a long moment, his eyes giving him the same strange feeling they did when he first met Eric. "I will say it, but not until we finish this..." He said softly. Eric nodded. He flipped them over and shifted, moving his legs on either side of Godric. The smaller vampire shook his head. "Not tonight." He moved to straddle Eric. "You are a hero, Eric... A warrior. You deserve a warrior's welcome home, even if I did have to drag you back here..."
With that he plunged his body onto Eric, tossing his head back with a shout. At the same time Eric cried out, gripping Godric's hips, his fangs dropping without his command. Godric rode Eric hard and fast, impaling himself on his progeny's thick member. Eric bucked into Godric's body with abandon, watching his maker. "Godric..." He whispered, leaning up to catch Godric's mouth in a warm kiss. Godric buried his fingers in Eric's hair, shifting so Eric nudged his spot.
He cried out, tossing his head back, and Eric took advantage. He grabbed Godric's now notably shaggy hair and pierced his neck, drinking deep the blood he so missed tasting. Godric cried out, tugging his hair and thrusting quicker. Eric reached between them, jerking Godric in time to his thrusts. Godric stilled, his orgasm rushing over him. Eric pulled back, his mouth stained red, to watch his maker cum. He thrust up once, twice more and leaned back, his own release rushing through him.
Godric collapsed on top of Eric, shivering in the aftermath of his orgasm. Eric held him close, shifting so his member was freed of his maker, but not moving Godric from atop him. "I love you, Godric..." Eric whispered, his hand stroking Godric's hair. "Eric... I love you." Godric said with a slow, stuttered pace. Had Eric's heart been beating, he knew it would have soared at those simple words. He lifted Godric's head and placed a kiss to his lips, tugging the blanket over them.
