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*Warning* This chapter is NSFW
Chapter 10
SPOV
"Fuck," I sigh out, leaning against my bedroom door. What the fuck is wrong with me? Slapping my forehead, I let out a groan of frustration, hardly believing I almost just kissed Godric and right in front of his boyfriend no less! Ugh! I really need help, like really, I think there might be something seriously wrong with me.
Looking towards my bed, I'm left groaning once more upon seeing the mess of papers scattered over my bed and floor. Fuck my life. With an annoyed sigh, I begin picking up the fallen papers, soon finding the mindless task gives me plenty of time to ponder what the fuck just happened out there.
Okay, so Eric and Godric both are reasonably attractive men, oh who am I kidding? The two of them are fucking gorgeous; I'd be lying if I said I hadn't noticed just how attractive they both were that very first night at the club. But so what? I've seen plenty of gorgeous men before and they didn't have nearly this much power over my damned libido. So what gives?
Maybe it's more than their combined good looks that are affecting me, I mean, the two of them did save my life and they've both been remarkably kind and understanding as I've been left having to come to terms with Bill's betrayal. Could that be it? Maybe my mental wires are crossed between attraction and gratitude for these two men, maybe this is some kind of hero worship or something. Hell, I don't know, what I do know is I'm most certainly attracted to them both, and as they're currently taken, I really need to watch myself around them. 'Course, that's easier said than done.
"Shit," I sigh out, finally sliding the last loose papers into the manila folder, no less confused than when I first started my task. Filing the folder away with the others, I decide perhaps a long, hot bath is in order; I can at least relax my body, though my mind may be another problem entirely.
Gathering up my nightclothes and a towel, I press my ear against my bedroom door, really not wanting to run into either Eric or Godric so soon whist cursing my bad luck for not picking the bedroom that had an attached bath, but isn't that just my luck as of late? Peeking through my door to see the coast is indeed clear, I rush along the hall before slipping inside the darkened bath.
"I'm an idiot," I sigh out, flicking on the light whilst shaking my head at myself for sneaking around the house like some kind of criminal. This is ridiculous. I'm acting silly and nothing even really happened, I need to get my head on straight. With a sigh, I start the bath, using the provided soap to produce waves of frothing bubbles, deciding to enjoy this bit of relaxation.
I'm soon slipping into the heated waters, letting out a prolonged sigh as I stretch out my tense limbs. Damn, I really need to find a better position when I read through the rest of those files; I'm way too young to feel this damn sore after a day of reading. I take my time washing, pushing all nagging thoughts aside for a time as there will surely be plenty of time to let myself overthink things later.
By the time my fingertips are nice and pruny, I finally drain the water, standing with a better outlook along with tense free limbs. That's better. After drying off, I reach for my nightclothes and sigh upon noting I only grabbed shorts in my mindless scramble. Great. I wrap the too small towel around me, rolling my eyes at my idiocy before pushing open the bathroom door with a whoosh of steam addled air.
Seeing the hallway is clear, I march back to my room, telling myself I'll talk to the boys tomorrow, once the dust has time to settle a bit. Stepping inside my room, I toss aside the small towel before bending down to dig through my duffle bag that I haven't bothered to unpack yet. I grab hold of a nightshirt, turning back around only to be instantly frozen in place.
"S-Sookie!?" Eric stumbles out, cobalt eyes wide as he stands in the hallway just on the other side of my completely open bedroom door. Oh, fuck me, how could I forget to shut my door? The two of us are left staring at one another, surely looking like twin, blonde deer caught in the headlights as I can't help but curse my bad luck once more.
"Eric, what-," Godric's voice sounds before he appears before my doorway, instantly freezing along with Eric and myself, his own eyes going wide with disbelief before I finally manage to will my limbs into action. I slam my door hard, right before two beautiful, gawking faces, not knowing whether to laugh or cry at the utter absurdity of the situation.
I finally manage to dress myself properly, blaming my years of living alone for my earlier carelessness as the sound of hushed, low voices sound from the hall. Great, as if this night wasn't awkward enough, now I've managed to flaunt my wholly nude self before both Eric and Godric, not that nudity is exactly a problem for me, but still, I really try not to bring work home with me, if you catch my drift.
"Uh, Sookie?" I hear, earning a sigh from me as I turn to open my door once more, though this time fully clothed.
"Look, it was my fault. I'm not used to having to close my doors at home," I explain right off, not wanting either of them to blame themselves for my own mistake.
"Right," Godric answers back rather sheepishly. "That really doesn't excuse our behavior though and I, uh, just wanted to say sorry, you know, for gawking like that, it was just, uh, a bit unexpected, ya know?" he explains, bringing a small smile to my face. These two, they really are just too sweet.
"Don't worry about it, really," I insist, seeing them both shifting rather uncomfortably at the awkwardness of the situation. I can't help smirking at the two of them, seeing just how awful they obviously feel and without much thought; I rise on tiptoe before granting them each a soft peck to either of their now blushing cheeks. "'Night, boys," I remark, watching matching grins come to both their faces just before I close my door once more, glad to have at least this particular mess behind us.
EPOV
I stand motionless once more, only able to stare at Sookie's now closed bedroom door, my thoughts swirling with all that's happened between the three of us during only our very first day of being locked up in this safe house together. Damn. Has it really been only one day? How the hell could this much possibly happen in such a short amount of time?
"Wow," Godric whispers beside me then, bringing me back to the present as I see him rubbing the spot Sookie only just kissed him, a rather smitten visage formed over his face. My brow furrows, fully expecting to feel waves of anger and jealousy that just never seem to come. Well, doesn't that just beat all?
"She's really something, huh?" I question, having to smirk at the bewildered look Godric sends me as he finally seems to recall my presence beside him.
"Oh, Eric, I-," he starts, an adorable blush blooming over his cheeks to leave me chuckling softly.
"Shh, come here," I whisper, pulling him into my embrace to feel he's apparently just as aroused as I currently am. Interesting, definitely filing that one away for later. He sends me a knowing smirk then, falling deeper into my embrace, his muscled arms wrapping around me tightly.
"I was gonna apologize, but it would seem you enjoyed the show as well," he acknowledges, pressing his hips against my own a bit more firmly to emphasize his point.
"Then I suppose only one question remains," I lean down to breathe against his ear. "What are you gonna do about it?" Apparently this was the exact right thing to say as a shuddering sigh escapes Godric's lips just before he's pushing me into our room with more vigor than I expected. Well then, I suppose the game is on.
"Clothes, off, now," Godric insists between heated kisses upon my throat and I quite willingly oblige, surprised and more than a little excited to see this more demanding side of him coming out to play. Somewhat clumsily, through heated kisses and light nips, our collective clothing is soon discarded, leaving the two of us only in our boxers.
I pause then, suddenly a bit unsure as I glance up to see Godric watching me closely, his eyes darker and more predatory than I've ever seen from him before. His thumbs tug teasingly at the band of his own shorts as he raises a brow towards me as if daring me to follow his lead. Maybe it's the wordless challenge, or perhaps it's that blazing gaze of his, though more likely, it's a mixture of both that finds the two of us peeling away our shorts in unison, my heart already racing wildly in anticipation.
A gasp of surprise escapes me upon being pushed down to my back upon the bed and I have to shake my head, silently reminding myself that although Godric may be physically smaller than me, it doesn't mean he's weaker by any means, though, perhaps that's part of his allure, if I'm to be perfectly honest with myself.
"Godric," I sigh out against heated lips once he's perched above me, those same veracious emerald orbs hovering just before my face. He closes the minute distance between us and his kiss is hungry, desperate and manages to send my own lusts soaring. He pulls away only once the two of us are left panting for air, that yearnful gaze of his quickly capturing my own.
"I need you, Eric," he gasps out breathily and I can only nod in response, my own need for him nearly overwhelming at this point. He leans closer then, pressing his lips against my ear and just the feel of his breath, warm and heavy against my flushed flesh, is enough to send anticipatory shivers through me. "Fuck me, Eric, please," he whispers, making my eyes go wide with shock.
"But, Godric, I-," I start before pale fingers press against my lips to halt my words.
"I'll walk you through it, I just, God, I need this, Eric," he whispers, his voice soft and pleading and though a part of me is terrified I'll somehow mess this up, I find I can't in good conscience deny him, not with him sending me those imploring emerald eyes.
"Okay," I agree, watching his face alight with joy. "Just promise me you'll tell me to stop if it becomes too much," I ask of him, my biggest fear by far that I'll somehow hurt him, though apparently, he must not share this concern as he eagerly nods his agreement.
"Deal," he answers back, reaching down beside the bed before somehow manifesting a small bottle of oil. I raise a brow at him, though he only winks at me as he proceeds to pour thick, glistening liquid into his palms. Cheeky little devil.
I open my mouth to ask what happens next before eager lips are upon my own once more, bringing an abrupt end to my words and thoughts as a whole once Godric begins moaning and panting into our kiss. Fuck, I could listen to him make those intoxicating sounds all goddamn day. I quickly realize he's preparing himself and find myself blushing lightly whilst slipping my fingers through darkened locks.
"I'm ready," he soon whispers at my ear and my heart is nearly beating out of my chest as I send him a slight nod. A soft hiss escapes me upon feeling his oil slickened palm pumping along my length and by the time the feel of his hand is replaced by radiating warmth, my anticipation is nearly killing me.
"Fuck," I gasp once snug heat encompasses my crown, overwhelming my every sense and igniting my every last nerve ending. Godric nails dig harshly into my shoulders, his breathing now labored and harsh and it takes every ounce of self-control I possess to remain lying perfectly still beneath him, not wanting to hurt him even as my body is screaming for more.
"Goddamn," Godric pants out against my ear once all that delicious tight heat finally engulfs me wholly, marrying our bodies fully to one another.
"You alright?" I somehow manage to gasp out, willing my body to remain still as he nods against my shoulder.
"It's just been a while and well, you're not exactly small, not by any means," he chuckles out breathily, eliciting mirroring laughter from me as I begin tracing gentle circles over the exposed flesh of his back, hoping the small action succeeds in bringing him at least some form of comfort.
"I'm not moving 'til you're sure you're ready," I whisper against his ear, amazed my willpower has kept up this long as I want for nothing more than to delve myself deep and elicit more of those sweet moans from the man above me. Emerald eyes soon hover above my own, nearly taking my breath away as I note the sincerity shining back at me as Godric nods his dark head.
"I'm ready," he whispers, his voice soft yet sure as I send him a firm nod whilst slipping my hands down along his spine. My grasp upon his hips is firm yet gentle as I proceed with my first, experimental thrust, my careful gaze searching for any sign of his discomfort, but upon finding none, I work to set a slow, rocking pace that soon begins to elicit more of those alluring pants and sweet moans from Godric's lips.
"This alright?" I can't help but question, fearing my own inadequacy with my more experienced lover. A small smile forms over Godric's face as he shakes his head at me before leaning down to press his lips against my ear.
"I thought I told you to fuck me," he whispers, bringing a small frown to my face. "I'm not made of glass, Eric, you won't break me, I promise," he adds, raising his face before my own once more whilst lifting a challenging brow at me. I can't help but smirk back up at him, trusting I can take him at his word.
"Fine, just remember you asked for this," I answer back before abruptly rolling the two of us to leave Godric lying below me, a matching smirk playing over his own face. I make it my personal mission to see that smirk wiped away as I quickly set a harsh, demanding rhythm against him, watching as Godric's face soon contorts to that of pure ecstasy.
"Eric!" Godric begins chanting my name in earnest, encouraging my actions further as I drive myself ever harder, ever deeper, giving my lover all he's asked for and more. Our pounding bodies are soon glistening with perspiration as our mirroring cries echo out around us and much too soon, I feel that familiar tightening in my low abdomen, signaling my impending release.
"Close, I'm close," I grunt out, seeing Godric nodding fervently beneath me, his emerald eyes wild as he reaches between us, beginning to stroke his weeping arousal. The sight alone nearly sends me over the edge and I snap my eyes shut firmly, wanting to make this last just as long as possible.
"Fuck, I'm gonna-," I hear Godric gasp out just before blunt teeth sink deeply into my shoulder to push me over the edge. Mingled cries sound in unison before the two of us are left shuddering against one another, heaving gasps falling from both our lips as I fall to the bed beside Godric, my arms too shaky to hold myself above him even a second longer.
"Holy shit," I whisper, still struggling to catch my breath once more as I feel Godric hastily cleaning the mess we've managed to make of ourselves. He soon tosses the now soiled towel aside, curling against my side with a contented sigh and I find myself grinning down at him, still wondering why the fuck it took the two of us so long to get here.
"I guess it was good for you, too?" Godric chuckles out beside me, wrapping his limbs around me to hold me close as I send him a 'duh' eye roll. Another chuckle escapes him as he reaches up to trace his fingers over the perfectly embedded teeth marks now adorning my shoulder.
"I guess we have a matching set now," I remark, finding an appreciative smile forming over my lips as I press a soft kiss upon dark curls. "I'm sure Sookie will have some smart remark to make about them," I add with a chuckle, sure said woman will have plenty of teasing remarks ready come morning.
"You do realize she probably overheard us," Godric mumbles against me, his words bringing an amused smile to my face.
"You know, you're probably right; you're not exactly quiet," I tease, earning a halfhearted smack in the chest from my apparently well-fucked and exhausted lover.
"Shut up," he mumbles against my chest, even as I note the amusement in his voice. "Besides, something tells me Sookie probably didn't mind," he adds to leave me tilting my head thoughtfully, recalling once more the way she nearly kissed Godric, along with the heated way she was looking at the two of us in the hall earlier.
"You might be right," I answer back, pulling him deeper into my embrace, the beginnings of sleep pulling insistently at my consciousness. Putting all lingering thoughts aside for the time, it doesn't take long before the sound of Godric's own shallow breathing soon lulls me to sleep.