Disclaimer: Charlaine Harris owns these characters I am only taking them out, becoming a bad influence for them, and getting them home past curfew.
*clears throat* Is anyone there??? Hello... oh yes there is I believe one person still here. Oh wait is that my mother?!?! Folks I am sorry for the fact that I haven't updated in a minute or 12. But you can ask my pimpalicious beta Shanny I have written and rewritten this chapter at least 15 times. So I am sorry... So to make up for it i have a funny for you....
Trying to avoid the stork use this little vagina cork… today's sponge contraceptive
A/N1: Shanny thank you for absolutely everything... I don't know what I would possibly ever do without having you in my life. With or without these stories you are an amazing person that I am truly honored to have the chance to know... Love you uberkins...
A/N2: For everyone that has reviewed, PM'd me, alerted me and etc... THANK YOU... Maddie if you are reading this I have a partial surprise for you in this chapter, you just have to find it.....
Where we left the fucktastic couple in the last chapter:
After I said those words to her, I realized that I had said them in my native tongue not in one that she could comprehend. I could feel her climax explode through her body as she milked me for mine.
Lying down next to her, she folded herself into my side. I laid there playing with pieces of her hair. Enjoying the heat from the fire and how the colors flickered across her gorgeous body, I contemplated the what-if scenarios. All of my thoughts were completely blown out of the water when I heard Sookie's whisper as she drifted off to sleep.
"I love you, too Eric."
Chapter 10 Life Is A Waving Feather:
Sookie's Point of View from the time she left Eric to deal with Paulette:
While turning to walk out of that room I had to muster up as much courage as I possibly could. I felt myself slowly crumbling away piece by piece. Violence has never been in my forte and I certainly didn't want that to start happening now that I had truly found happiness. I made my way back to the penthouse that I was currently sharing with Eric in blind faith to wash the sadness and hopelessness I was feeling down the drain along with the remnants of the shampoo I was about to use. But the problem with being alone with one's thoughts is just that no matter how much scalding hot water you use, escaping your own mind is futile without the help of either heavy drinking or hard narcotics. Seeing how I am fresh out of both of those particular items at the moment I continue to find myself being swallowed by the abyss that lies within the confines of my own personal little munchkinesque hell: my own head.
When I finally admitted defeat in the shower I climbed out to try and find some means of comfort while Eric was doing God knows what to the evil bitchmonger in the basement. I walked into Eric's and, I guess now my closet, grabbing a pair of boy shorts and one of Eric's Fangtasia t-shirts, I just didn't really have the energy to care at the moment about my attire. I began walking over toward the sitting room. I quickly grabbed one of the CD's laying there and popped it into the overly state of the art, I dare say, stereo to hopefully drown my not so secret sorrows away with the irrelevant dribble of someone that was flakily exuberant at all times. After hitting play on the remote I walked to the fireplace. Gotta love fancy schmanciness, to light this bad boy all I needed to do was flip a switch beside it and voila the fire roared to life.
Sitting down on the rug in front of the roaring artwork before me wasn't as graceful by any means. I more or less flopped my emo state ass unceremoniously down. Staring into the endless flicker of amber and ginger flames, I sensed a feeling that I haven't experienced since my parents were taken from me. Utter despair. I obviously didn't put in a CD to lighten my disheartened mood in the least. I didn't realize that Eric had grabbed some of my mixed CD's that I had at the house. It was the kind of music that I had a tendency to listen to when I was in a funk and hope was desperately low but there regardless. I couldn't stop the tears as they sprang into my eyes. Everything that seemed to be blossoming perfectly was possibly only a singular moment away from being ripped from me. As I sat and thought about it even more I couldn't quell my every growing worries from swallowing me whole.
I could feel Eric's presence before he ever walked toward me. He finally made himself known to me when I felt his nimble fingers slide through my slightly damp hair. I looked up into his arctic blue eyes and no matter how hard I tried to stop the fresh flow of tears sliding down my already saturated face I couldn't. I felt my bottom lip begin trembling with the weight of everything pushing down on me. As I stared at the Viking before me I could not stop the onslaught of images flashing behind my eyes of my world without Eric Northman in it. At that moment he kneeled down before me, kissing me with such a tenderness that for just that one moment in time everything stopped. The fear of the unknown. The fear of Appius. The fear of losing Eric now that I realize beyond a shadow of a doubt that I am undeniably in love with the man placing kisses so soft on me they feel like butterfly wings. As soon as the opening chords of the next song stared playing in the background I felt all of my fears come rushing back to the surface. How could he possibly want to stay with me when I have caused so much disruption to his life?
***Please listen to "Dancing" by Elisa while reading this part***
Instead of being able to say what I truly wanted to say which was how much I loved him, I couldn't form those words. Instead I voiced my fears. In a voice so small that it could hardly be recognizable as my own I begged, "Please don't leave me." Eric reached forward and slid me out of his Fangtasia shirt that I had put on. Gently, as if he was afraid that any moment I was going to break, he laid me back against the rug that I had been sitting on.
Time is gonna take my mind
And carry it far away where I can fly
The depth of life will dim my temptation to live for you
If I were to be alone silence would rock my tears
'cause it's all about love and I know better
How life is a waving feather
I felt Eric's hand sliding across the contours of my stomach. His touch was that of a whisper in the wind. I knew it was there but it was so gentle that it caused a shiver to run through my body just by the mere feel of his hands and mouth on me. When the next lines of the song erupted from the speakers I couldn't stop the images that Lorinda had pushed into my brain for bursting forth and trying to consume me.
So I put my arms around you around you
And I know that I'll be leaving soon
The moan that escaped through me was broken sounding and rough as Eric slid the boy shorts off before taking my pebbled nipple into his talented mouth. I wanted to be in an absolute place of ecstasy. I wanted for every fear and every bit of sorrow to leave me, but it wouldn't. I could take my eyes off of his beautiful face. I am sure when he glanced up at me he was completely disgusted by the fear that was etched into every facet of my features. As the tears soaked my hair and the rug adorned beneath me I gripped onto Eric's hair tighter, hoping against hope that he didn't stop. Didn't take this away from me. I wouldn't know what to do if he decided to leave me now. The words I spoken aloud earlier were almost on repeat in my own thoughts. 'Please don't leave me! Please!' I thought over and over.
My eyes are on you they're on you
And you see that I can't stop shaking
No, I won't step back but I'll look down to hide from your eyes
'cause what I feel is so sweet and I'm scared that even my own breath
Oh could burst it if it were a bubble
And I'd better dream if I have to struggle
Our eyes never left each other as he dipped his skilled tongue into my core. I could feel the coil begin to tighten as he wrapped his tongue around my clit and slowly thrust two powerful fingers inside of my already wet folds. I couldn't stop the whisper that came out of my mouth. I was staring into his eyes and barely audibly said, "I need you." I know that he heard me when I watched him ascend up my quivering form.
So I put my arms around you around you
And I hope that I will do no wrong
My eyes are on you they're on you
And I hope that you won't hurt me
I placed both of my hands on either side of Eric's handsome face. I continued to look at him directly in the eyes as I kissed him. I couldn't close my eyes. I knew in that instance that if I were to shut my eyes that he would disappear. He would be gone and I would be devastatingly alone. I can't lose him. In the midst of our kiss Eric started sliding into me. I was so exposed at this moment. I prayed that on some level that he felt a tenth of the way that I felt about him. I needed him in that moment to love me. I needed it like I need air to breathe. "Love me, please." I knew that I had laid a huge part of my fears out in the open for him to see. If he wanted to run or laugh or tell me how utterly ridiculous I was now was the perfect time. But he didn't do any of those things. I watched as he slid a hand up to me face a brushed a few tendrils away from my eyes. He buried himself all the way inside of me saying the one thing that I never expected. In a whisper barely louder than my plea for him to love me, he made a promise that caused a new onslaught of tears. "Forever if you would let me."
I'm dancing in the room as if I was in the woods with you
No need for anything but music
Music's the reason why I know time still exists
Time still exists
Time still exists
Time still exists
He thrust into me over and over with me meeting every single thrust in return. He grabbed my left leg lifting it higher and higher with each thrust hitting me at an even harder angle. I could feel him pounding into the opening of my womb. The depth to which this man was delving into me was unimaginable. I couldn't stop his name from coming out of my mouth. Instead of the normal loud moans and screams that accompanied our union, these were reverent and filled with the passion and love that he pulled from the depths of my very soul. Eric sat back on his calves and brought me up until we were face to face. He slowed his thrusts down and then said, "I promise you Lover, I will not leave you. I will be with you always if you will let me. Jag älskar dig."
So I put my arms around you around you
And I hope that I will do no wrong
My eyes are on you they're on you
And I hope that you won't hurt me
So I put my arms around you around you
And I hope that I will do no wrong
My eyes are on you they're on you
And I hope that you won't hurt me
Hearing Eric say that he loved me, even if it was in Swedish, made the impending arrival of my climax explode through my body with such force that I was wracked with quivers from the roots of my hair to the very tips of my toes. I heard Eric's moan as he reached his completion right along with me. As soon as my breathing returned to normal and I let Eric out of my ninja like clutches, he laid me down and I watched him as he was lying down next to me. The automatic reaction to curl up into his side was met with an absolute serene look upon the Viking's face. Watching the colors of the fire dance across his alabaster skin and the feel of him playing with my hair along with the comforting heat of the fire started lulling me into a dreamlike state where I could feel sleeps pull on the horizon. I said what was in the forefront of my thoughts at the moment before succumbing to slumber. "I love you, too Eric."
Waking up is always such a surreal experience. You slowly flutter back into consciousness. You try to will your mind back into a bit of functionality. Your muscles and tendons begin to stretch and pull as if to reacquaint themselves with their actual purpose; other than lying immobile for hours on end. The reality of where you are, what you have said, or done can come crashing back to the forefront of your mind making your tired eyes shoot open with a whole new purpose and life. I lay there with my eyes now wide enough to be painful if what I was remembering wasn't such on oh shit moment.
'Right before I fell asleep I had told Eric that I loved him too! He had said it before me, but it was during a very VERY passionate moment between the two of us. Well what is done is done there is nothing to do now but wait. Why am I nervous about this?' I thought incredulously. I slowly turned to face the chilling hardness that was wrapped around me. I was met with Eric's beautiful face. I slowly traced my finger across the contours of his face. He was perfection. Now I am not going to lay here and delude myself that he is a perfect man, vampire, or person because no one is perfect. That in itself is bullshit in its finest form. Eric was perfect for me. Brutal honesty wrapped in a fun loving personality. A cool hard body wrapped around a hidden warm heart, be it an unbeating one, but that is neither here nor there. He has a lust for life and the passion of a hundred men. He was my perfection.
A smile slowly started drifting across my face. 'He was my perfection!' I thought happily. Leaning forward placing a soft kiss upon his lips I felt the oh so familiar tug on my soul and Eric's arms tightening around me. 'He is kissing me back!' Him deepening the kiss literally stole my breath away. Finally pulling back I glance and him and mumble "How?" Eric knew exactly what I was referring to without elaborating.
His smile lit up his whole face. "Well, little one, since it is not even four a.m. yet there is no chance of the suns assholery pulling me into my daily death. Now I can turn that same question back to you 'How?'"
I couldn't help but laugh at the seriousness upon his face. He raised an eyebrow at me. Finally I sighed. "If you must know that first night that I was at Fangtasia you were talking to Pam in a language that I didn't know from a hole in the ground. Then occasionally, especially when you were mad you would start rambling in the same language like that night at Bill's." Well that last line earned me a nice scowl. "Anyway I asked Pam one night non-chalantly what you were saying and she said that you were speaking Old Norse but that it had a direct tie to modern Swedish so I might have decided to start reading and trying to learn it on my own. Mainly because I wanted to know what you were saying about me behind my back. But also I wanted to know a little piece of you." I blushed horribly and looked away from him, hoping against hope that he wouldn't laugh too much at my expense.
Placing a finger under my chin he slid my face back to look at him. "I hope that you know that all you had to do was ask what I was saying. You might not have liked it but I would have told you what I was saying." Smiling warmly at me he placed a kiss on my waiting lips. "I am honored that you took the time to learn my native tongue. Pam was correct it is actually Old Norse but it has a direct connection to modern Swedish. This time I want you to know without an absolute doubt what I tell you. I love you, Min älskare."
Before he had a chance to utter another syllable I attacked his lips with a flurry of kisses. I was ecstatic that this man not only loves me but he actually told me. 'Holy shit he really loves me!' As usual, when I am in Eric's presence my brain to mouth filter is on the fritz when he started laughing I knew I had said it out loud. Staring into those beautiful blue eyes I was lost in the emotion behind them. "I love you, min Viking. Will you talk to me in your language while I fall asleep? I don't care if you just read me a to do list."
Eric laughed that oh so delicious laugh as he pulled me into the crook of his arm. "En gång i tiden fanns en stilig vampyr som var ödmjuk till enbart en människa i närvaro av en vacker Telepath …" I was falling back to the abyss of my dreams before he finished his tale. What a lovely thing it is to fall asleep in the arms of the man you love, listening to his vibrant voice echoing in the hollows of your mind. I wasn't plagued by nightmares. I dreamed that I was with Eric and he made my body sing with the simplest touch.
I woke with a start panting and sweating slightly. I glanced up at the man whose arms I was in and he had a smirk on his face. I wonder if he had felt what I was feeling even while he was dead to the world. He was lying on his side with me wrapped in his granite like arms. He wasn't covered and as per usual he was naked as the day he was born. I ran my fingernails up the front of his thighs and went to move my hand around to his scrumptious backside when I felt something there that felt oddly like paper. 'WTF?' My human parts made their needs known at that exact moment. I had to extricate myself from his ninja kung fu death grip so I didn't pee all over myself and him. 'That would be rather embarrassing. I can just see it now. Eric jumping up from his daytime rest because I peed on him.' Finally released from his hold I ran as fast as I could while also looking like a penguin because I hadn't peed in like thirteen hours. Once that moment was over and I felt like I had to weigh about four pounds less, I wrapped myself in the robe hanging on the back of the door. Walking back over to the bed and my sleeping vampire I removed the note that was actually taped to his glorious ass.
Dearest Sookie,
I know that you love my backside above some of my more prominent features so I figured that I would place a note for you here so that you could get a bit of eye candy to start your day. I also know that you are due to perform your act of servitude to the shifter this evening and that you will need to leave before I awake for the day. I really am uncomfortable with you leaving Idun without me but I also understand that you are responsible and loyal undoubtedly making you go in to serve the dredges of Bon Temps. I will be with you as soon as I finish at Fangtasia this evening. When you leave stop at the concierge desk and give them your name and a car will be brought to you. Be careful and know that I love you.
Yours for eternity if you will have me,
E.
I stared at the note and had to laugh at the fact that he taped a note to his ass knowing that I would look there. Even though I knew that I had a copious of things that needed to be done today. Glancing at the gorgeous man that was laid out before me like a scrumptious buffet, I was seriously thinking about having a little bit of "me time" before heading out. I had to shake those dangerous thoughts out of my head before I either tried to wake Eric up or at least wake up certain parts of his anatomy up. 'Okay Sookie you need to quit acting like a wanton whorebeast just because he causes your libido to stand up and take notice!' I was shouting at myself internally to try to clear my head.
Well my first order of business was to actually leave the safety and confines' of Eric's suite. So with almost a heavy heart I finally pulled myself from staring at the gorgeous Viking spread out before me. I walked toward the closet and pulled on one of the cute sundresses adorning the rows of clothes. Quickly getting dressed I walked back over to Eric's sleeping form. Leaning over his still frame I silently drug one fingernail down the side of his face, across the rigid planes of his torso, and around his award winning posterior end. Shaking my head I knew I had to leave now if I was to ever actually get going.
I finally made it out of the bat cave, down the elevator, and to the concierge desk. There was a quiet looking woman behind the desk. "Excuse me, but my name is Sookie Stackhouse and.." Before I had the chance to even finish my sentence the woman suddenly seemed to have a burst of life inducing energy.
"Oh Miss Stackhouse! I am so sorry to have made you wait. Let me just retrieve the envelope for you and call the valet to have your car brought around." The lady rambled on. She started moving at an almost unnatural speed around the back of the concierge desk. "Ahha" She shouted like she had just found the Holy Grail. "Here you go Miss. The valet has the keys and it should be right out front for you as we speak. This here is a letter to you from Mr. Northman. Thank you so much for staying with us here at Idun and I hope that you have had a pleasant stay. If you ever wish to stay with us again or if you ever have need of any of the services that our establishment provides please contact me and let me know. I would be honored to assist you with any need that I can." The sudden spit fire handed me an envelope and her business card. The poor thing was smiling so big that I thought that her face was going to spit in two.
I glanced down at the business card in my hand so that I could at least respond with this woman by her given name. "Thank you so much Ms. Kind. I will contact you if I ever have a need to. I have thoroughly enjoyed my stay here and I hope to be back again very soon." I smiled at her while collecting my stuff to head back to Bon Temps. Ms. Maddie Kind nodded at me while smiling so I chose to make my leave. Heading out front I approached the valet's podium. Apparently everyone and their grandmother that was employed at Idun, except for the hooker from yesterday, knew who I was and who I was with. The valet hurried up to ask me if I had any luggage that he needed to attend to. Once I confirmed that there wasn't anything other than myself and the envelope in my hand he ushered another gentleman to get the mystery vehicle.
While waiting for my own personal mystery machine a voice that I recognized shocked me out of my post coital and blissful in-love daze. "Well, well, well. Sookie Stackhouse."
Oh Shit…
Translations:
Eric: Once upon a time there was a handsome vampire who was humbled to a mere man in the presence of a beautiful telepath…
A/N.... So kiddies, what did you think??? Are you loving it? Hating it? Should I hide under a rock or actually leave my house? Please let me know with an onslaught of review..... PLEASE
Stephie