Chapter 9 Chestnut Roasting on an Open Fire

A/N: Happy New Year! :) I'm back with a new chapter that has been laced with some lemons! Yes you guessed, some bonafide Eric and Tara lovin. But enough talking let's get to it!

All rights to this song belong to Nat King Cole

Chestnuts roasting on an open fire,

Jack Frost nipping at your nose,

Yuletide carols being sung by a choir,

And folks dressed up like Eskimos.

Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe,

Help to make the season bright,

Tiny tots with their eyes all a-glow,

Will find it hard to sleep tonight.

They know that Santa's on his way

He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh,

And ev'ry mother's child is gonna spy,

To see if reindeer really know how to fly.

And so I'm offering this simple phrase,

To kids from one to ninety-two,

Although it's been said

Many times, many ways

Merry Christmas to you.

Tara POV

Damn I love this song. Nat's voice is so smooth on the radio. Is it sacrilegious that Eric and I just fucked to a Christmas song? Well, if im going to hell I'll know a had a lot of fun going there. Honestly we didn't make it upstairs, so the couch and floor in front of the fireplace had to do.

While chestnuts were roasting, Eric made me feel like my body was on fire. Titillating my clitoris with his extremely long tongue. Kissing my thighs and my most private beauty. His GP (Gracious Plenty) invaded me in the most delicious ways imaginable. Our climax was mutual and was too fuckin amazing to keep quiet about. This was different. It was love making. To think that I had given up on us as a couple.

For starters it wasn't 4 a.m. Eric came by Sookie's around 6pm. Sookie was spending the holidays at Bill's and Jason was being Jason. Eric really has made good on his promises. He helped me make dinner ( Mac& Cheese, a Spiraled Ham, Green Beans, and a Pecan Pie), clean up, and watched a few cheesy ass holiday movies with me.

Our bond has gotten stronger. Everyday Eric and me exchange blood. To my knowledge he hasn't slept with any of the ho bags at Fangtasia and has spent time with me. Even Bill and Sookie are shocked. Pam actually happy. That crazy horny vamp could actually be happy. But as soon as we finished (oh what a big finish it was!) Eric actually wanted to talk. I knew all this happiness was too good to be true.

Eric POV

I'm glad that I have been able to "patch" things over with my bonded. I have an amazing present (Correction: Two, one of them was my Gracious Plenty ;) but this present will make her happy beyond belief. It's a music box that she had as a child that her alcoholic whore for a mother sold for a bottle of whiskey. It has an African American ballerina at the top and some kind of pink fabric at the bottom of it. The outside has a castle painted on it. I personally search high and low for this gift. I truly hope she enjoys it. The look Tara has on her face right now is priceless. I tell her we need to talk and I can feel fear, apprehension, and uncertainty spiraling through the bond.

Third POV

"Eric what do we need to talk about" Tara replied in an unsure tone. Eric leaned in and kissed softly on her forehead. Tara sits up on the floor pillow. Eric began "I got you something for this "Christmas" holiday some humans celebrate. When I was human we had no such holidays but anyway I hope you like your gift." Eric reached behind the couch and pulled out a perfectly wrapped box with a red bow tied on it "what is this?" Tara asked quizzically. "You need to open it to see" Eric replied with the enthusiasm of a school age child. Tara unwrapped the gift and immediately cried "It's PERFECT!" and "How did you know?" Tears of joy fell down her cocoa cheeks. "Is this gift ok, if it's not I'll get another" Eric started in fear but Tara interrupted by kissing him softly on the lips. "It's absolutely beautiful; this is the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me. Thank you.

Tara POV

After thanking him for my wonderful gift, we laid on our makeshift pallet; whispering sweet, lazy, and enticing things to each other. Damn he can make anything better. If there was doubt in me before there's positively none now. Oh my God, I can't believe he even remember anything about that old ass music box my mama sold when I was 9.

As we are lying down together, the strangest thing happens: snow falls from the usually balmy sky. Eric was a happy as a kid in the world's biggest candy shop. He immediately wanted to go outside and touch the snow. When I asked why, Eric told me that in the 50+ years he had been in Louisiana it hadn't snowed once. So with some tiresome searchin of a thick coat in the hall closet, Eric and I went out and played in the snow like kids. It was fun, simple, and made me see the human side of the vampire I fiercely loved. This Christmas was beautiful and the New Year will be amazing.

My relationship with Eric is far from perfect but it's blunt, raw, and real. Although it has been said many times and many ways. Merry Christmas had a brand new meaning to me and I think it does for Eric too.

A/N: I know it's fluffy with some lemons but all that angst was killing me. Send me some more ideas, concepts, and plot themes through your reviews and PMs. Thank you for reading and I will update soon. 3