Hello ladies and gents, it's been awhile due to writers block. But I woke up today and was itching to write something!
I had no idea where I wanted this chapter to go so I just went with it.

This story is rated 'M' and this chapter really showcases it.
I'm sorry if you dislike that, but I don't think True Blood could be any other way.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN TRUE BLOOD AND OR AN CHARACTERS FROME THIS UNIVERSE.

Warmth surrounded the young woman as she began to stir from her dream. Blinking a few times- trying to help herself wake up, but it was hard from the darkness of the room. Shifting carefully, Aislinn made her way out of the bed and tried to find some clothes to throw over her half naked body. Finding a long sleeved linen top she figured that would work for now. Then the blond was off to the bathroom. Yawning she said a quiet hello to one of the evening workers who had greeted her.

Looking in the bathroom mirror she couldn't help but grimace; she looked like a mess. Then again who woke up looking decent? Fixing her messy ponytail, she washed her face and brushed her teeth. That made her feel a little more alive and put together. The young women quickly made it to her bedroom and slipped into a pair of shorts, keeping on Godric's shirt, and put her slipper booties on.

Heading to the kitchen for a snack, "Hey John!" The older man smiled from the stove, "Good evening Aislinn, tea and toast like usual?" She nodded in thanks before propping herself on a stool at the island. She usually watched the man cook dinner. Isabel sought him out when Eric showed up and abandoned her here. And Aislinn couldn't be more grateful because she's never eaten this well in her life!

Nibbling on her toast she mewled over what had transpired in the last night or so. What had happened between her and Godric- her cheeks burned at the thought. He wanted them to share a room. Such a simple thing but it made her a bundle of nerves. A wave of emotions hit her and she knew Godric was nearby; he was the only one who could be feeling a dozen emotions at once.

"Aislinn," his voice filled the room, she took a sip of her tea and hummed in response. The empath could feel his amusement. His hand danced up her back and rested between her shoulder and neck, "Manners little one." Aislinn rolled her eyes playfully and looked up through her lashes, "I hope your sleep was good, sir." The vampire's lips twitched and he shook her lightly before greeting John. Aislinn thought it was sweet how well the two men got along- they both treasured history and knowledge. Listening to their conversation as she finished up her toast, putting her plate and cup in the sink.

Feeling Godric's eyes on her, did he like her in his clothes? She thanked John for the food and connected her eyes with stormy ones as she left the room. Hearing the kitchen door swing open a few seconds after her the blonde couldn't help but smile. Of course he would follow. Godric knew her routine pretty well, always eating first before showering. "What are you going to join me tonight?" Her tone teased as he continued to follow her upstairs and she could feel the spark growing in him.

The vampire swiftly grabbed at her waist and pinned her to the closest wall. "Yes, I want to bathe together min kärlek," his voice showed no hesitation making her flush; she suddenly felt the age gap. Godric had much experience in this department; when all she had was a bit of experimenting under her belt! "Godric I-" she had started but was cut off, "I give you my word to behave."

He certainly had a way with words. But she knew they both wouldn't behave. They were now in the bathroom together and Aislinn had never though it was small until now. She had gone to start the shower but Godric stopped her. He wanted to have a bath with her. That made her more nervous than showering for some reason- probably the lack of space. Even if the tub was deep and could probably hold four people at a time.

The young blonde kept her eyes trained as Godric started to undress. He was unbelievably good looking- wait- he had more than one tattoo? Aislinn has seen the one peeking out just below his collarbone, but the one down his spine and both of his arms donned one as well. However the one that caught her attention most was the circular one that marred below his right shoulder. As if he was branded.

Godric glanced over his shoulder seeing her questioning eyes. He seemed to know which one caught her attention, "When I was young, a few years younger than you, I had been sold." His voice void of emotion but his eyes became a dark sea. She had never seen him this way, but she stayed quiet, attentively listening. Godric wasn't one to open up about his past easily.

"A slave to someone whom only knew cruelty and heightened the hate in which humans, and vampires have. He branded me before turning me," He had turned his face away starring at the filling tub, as if it were the only thing from keeping him from going ballistic and shredding the room apart. Her brows knitted together trying to take everything in. He had been a slave, most likely tortured for however long and branded by a vampire. Then turned by said person. What a living hell.

"Godric… " Asilinn's voice was light and quiet knowing it would grab his attention, "Can I touch you?" She was so unsure of herself but she wanted to help him. Feeling his cloudy emotions made her want to hug him and make him forget that saddness. He was too good, but bad things happen to good people. "Of course älskare," he stated, but his body spoke differently.

Aislinn' reach for him- fingers down his spine and then traced the design up. His body tensed for a few seconds before relaxing and falling towards her sweet touch. Taking a step closer, she gently rubbed his shoulders and laid a kiss upon his brand. And then another and another- feathering it with light kisses. He sighed at her affections before turning around to face her. Eyes still stormy, but they lost that void look. Bending down to twist the facets off, he came back up and asked, "May I undress you?"

She nodded shyly, the vampire motioned for her to put her arms up and when she did the shirt followed. His eyes drank in her milky skin and flopped the shirt near the door. His hands didn't waste anytime- sliding across her collarbone and down against her breasts. She couldn't help but gasp at the sensation; he was going to make her melt. His fingers traced the waistband of her shorts and asked, "Do you know what day it is?"

The empath gave him a questionable look trying to figure out what he meant. That's when it dawned on her; she was eighteen. It was her birthday and she'd completely forgotten. "You remembered…" she mumbled as her hands lifted to now dance along his low abdominals. A light chuckle escaped his mouth before he dragged her shorts down. Stepping out of them- her fingers undid his drawstring and pushed them down quickly.

Godric was the first in the tub, "Come here." His tone commanded making her shiver in delight; he was going to drive her insane. Carefully she seated herself between his legs and squeaked when he pulled her flush against him. Feeling his erection against her back. "Godric," she moaned feeling his hands against her hip and thigh. "Most girls of your age in my time would already be accustomed to such caresses. Such innocence-" his lips spoke against her damp neck as she squirmed against his advances. "Were you accustomed to it?" She questioned using his words, and making his motions halt.

A few seconds passed before he whisper in her ear, "Yes, but I never wanted to please someone as much as you." Gasping, he tugged her ponytail back and his other hand swiped against her muff. Her reaction made him harden against her a little more and he hummed while trailing his nose down her neck, and place a kiss on her shoulder. "Tell me what you need Aislinn," Godric's voice rang in her ears, but her mind was too foggy to answer.

His hands trailed to her breats and kneaded them- pulling at her nipples lightly. "I need to hear your voice," Godric spoke full of lust making the blonde quiver- he was unreal. Sucking on her shoulder- bruising her unmarked flesh he spoke her name once more lusciously making an incoherent noise escape her mouth. He was making her come undone. "I need you, Godric," she panted feeling his hand trail down to her most private area.

Aislinn heard his fangs pop out, but didn't care if he bit her or not. She felt spell bound to him. As if they were made to be together. A finger entered her and she grabbed the sides of the tub from the sensation. He applied a little more pressure causing her to moan out his name, and that only cause more of a stir within him. Slipping his hand out, Godric twisted her around so she was straddling his hips and he had full view of her beautiful body.

She looked at him with glazed eyes, "What do you need Godric." She did know she could ever sound so seductive and almost sounded silly coming from her, but the way he licked his lips told her differently. His eyes trailed down her and to the water where their bottom halves connected. Snapping his eyes up and his voice tight, "I may be rough. Tell me to be gentle." Slipping his finger back in with no warning she nearly screamed, but his hand covered her mouth in time. The pleasure he was creating was almost too much, and the only thing that was keeping her up was her clutch on his shoulders.

Godric pulled her in close trailing deep kisses between her breast and up her neck. She was almost so close, but the pressure disappeared making her whimper. Yanking her out of the water as if she weighed nothing he brought them over to the shower and turned on the warm water. "What are you d-" Aislinn breathlessly started to ask but he captured her lips, not leaving any time for her to finish. Nipping at her bottom lip she gasped allowing him to slide his tongue in. Moaning into his mouth Aislinn tangled her finger into his short hair. She gave it a pull making him growl against her.

Godric's hands searched her body wantonly, but settled on her pump tush and pulled her up. Not having to be asked the young empath wrapped her legs around his midsection. The vampire snarled feeling his tip brush against her wet entrance and push her back into the wall forcibly. The air escaped her lungs and they broke apart- she needed to breathe before she passed out.

"I need you," his voice strained- pleading as if he was an addict and needed his fix. He knew it was her first time though; they had spoken about it nonchalantly a while back. Their eyes clashed against each other and without any words needed, he pressed her down onto him. An undecipherable noise rushed from her mouth and she dug her nails into his shoulders. She'd never felt so full in her life. Godric let out a hiss and laid his forehead against hers. "Tell me when I can move," The vampire's voice low and steamy- Aislinn's eyes were closed trying to get use to the piercing movement.

They stayed still and connect for a minute or two until she said he could. And he was right, he was rough. He had started off gentle, but soon slammed into her. His hands on her hips helping guide himself into her. The pace soon sped up and the young woman cried out- making Godric thrust a little deeper. "You're mine," he growled possessively, "Look at me." She hadn't noticed her eyes were closed; her whole body was on fire and felt as if she'd combust at any second. Her eyes bore into his both finally seeing the passion within.

Leaning in he licked below her ear making her whimper- she was so close. She could feel the build up. "Godric," his name flew out of her mouth and his fangs impaled her flesh making her go over the edge. She shook against him as he continued, his mouth left her skin and she heard a curse word. That's when he finished and they sank to the floor. All heaving and puffs.

"Come on. Let's get you cleaned up," Godric spoke, his gentle nature back, and helped her up. When they were done he wrapped her up in a towel and carried her to his room. Sitting her on the bed he took her towel from her body and started to dry her hair. He only had his bottom slacks on. They didn't mind the silence- Aislinn's whole body had just been overwhelmed and now her mind was catching up.

Godric broke the silence, "Aislinn, I wish for you to drink my blood." Her head whipped around to look at him; was he being serious? Isabel had told her about blood bonding and how vampires form marriages through certain stages of blood bonding. "Don't give me that look child. You are mine. So I am yours," he spoke naturally, as if they'd already had this conversation. In a way they had, but it was more like they spoke with their bodies. Aislinn gave him a loving smile and simply said, "Alright."

Hope the chapter was alright... I'd love to hear your thoughts! c: