(A/N: Ok guys thankyou for sticking by me through it all. Here's the scene you've all been hanging for... I wanted to take a moment to say that I do not write sex scenes and I had hoped only to hint to it but as you've been terriffically supportive and followed me to this end I have decided to do my best effort for you. I hope I can do it the justice you all deserve. Love Rhi.)
CHAPTER ELEVEN
It was hard to spend the day at home alone, I made it until ten before I was starting to go mad. I started to clean the house, deciding I had to keep myself busy until Eric woke up. I started with the living room. I dusted, swept, vacummed and rearranged. When I was done with that I moved onto the kitchen. I was just about to mop the floor when I heard a knock at the door. I put down the mop and went to the door. I opened it and said nothing, but I turned and walked back into the kitchen.
"Why ya cleanin'?" Jason asked and I picked the mop back up.
"I can't leave the house so I may as well do something if I'm gonna be cooped up here all day."
"I see you let him bite you." Jason commented and I didn't respond. I nodded to the fridge.
"There's some beers if you want 'em." I said and went back to mopping. Jason grabbed a beer and sat at the table. "You ok?" He asked and I sighed.
"Aside from the fact that Eric has a witch locked in his basement, I had three fairies warn me the fairy queen wants to kill me, yeah I'm peachy."
"Motherfucker." Jason hissed.
"I tell you I'm over it." I said. "Maybe I shoulda stayed in the fairy relm."
"You don't mean that." Jason said and I shrugged.
"I dunno... maybe." I went back to mopping and Jason stayed with me all day. After I cleaned the kitchen Jason and I sat under the old oak tree in the back yard, on a blanket with a picnic. "Jason, do you wonder what life would be like if I had never met Bill?"
Jason took a long drag of his beer. He nodded as he picked off the sticker. "Every damn day." He admitted. "Most days I try not to think 'bout it."
"It's my fault Gran's dead."
"Nah, it's Rene's." Jason said. He lay down and pulled me down to cuddle him. We stared up at the sky and watched the clouds as they lazily rolled by. "Member how we used to lie out here and make shapes out of the clouds?" He asked and I chuckled.
"Yeah, life was so much simpler back then." I agreed. Jason agreed.
"Yeah. I miss this y'know? Hangin' out and lazin' around."
"That one looks like a bunny." I pointed out. Jason chukled.
"An' that one looks like a tiger." He added. I laughed and soon we were both rolling on the grass, roaring with laughter like we used to as children, making bizzarre shapes out of the fluffy whisps in the sky. Sooner than I had thought the sky was beginning to darken. Jason sat up and started to pack up the picnic basket. "I had fun today." Jason said as I helped him pack up.
"Me too. We need to do this more often."
"Yeah, let's do it every weekend." He said. I nodded.
"I'd like that." We packed up and took the things inside. I was washing the last of the dishes when I heard the creak of the floorboards, not a moment later his strong arms were around my waist. He pulled my hair away from my neck and he kissed me. Eric picked me up and carried me to the bedroom where he dumped me on it.
Eric layed, stretched out on top of me, he bent down and brushed his lips along my jaw, in a few places he nipped me and I closed my eyes sighing at the feelings stirring inside me. Eric ran his hand along my thigh as he continued to kiss down my neck. I heard the sound of Eric's fangs dropping and I turned my head, expecting him to bite me.
Eric simply kissed my neck but he didn't bite, it must've taken a strong sense of will not to bite me. "Do it, I want you to." I breathed and I felt Eric's lips pull back into a grin.
"In time, Sookie." He said into my neck. Eric pulled away and pulled my top up over my head. Then he grabbed my wrists and pinned my arms at my sides as he teasingly brushed his lips over mine. I tried to lean up and capture his lips but he pulled back with a devilish grin. I pouted which earned me a raised eyebrow. "Careful Sookie." He chuckled "wouldn't want to appear needy."
I knew he was teasing me now and I wasn't sure whether to like or hate it. "Kiss me." I demanded. I should've known Eric could be evil about it. He bent down and pressed the lightest, most fleeting of kisses on my lips. I tried to free my hands but it was useless... Eric was a hundred times stronger than I and it was clear he was taking the reigns on this one.
I guess he decided he wanted a hand free cos he pinned my hands above my head in one of his hands. He smiled at me as he lightly ran a hand along my tummy, reaching down to undo the button on my shorts. He slowly dragged the zip down and I bit my lip as he hooked his hand on the waistband and dragged my shorts down off my hips.
"It's a little one sided here." I breathed. I don't know if Eric had decided to ignore me or if it was simply that he didn't hear me, either way he didn't respond. He chucked my shorts over his shoulder. He kissed my tummy and slowly kissed up my body. Eric unclipped my bra and pulled one strap down off my shoulder, lightly caressing me with his fingertips and kissing in the wake of his touch.
I had goosebumps raise on my flesh and I closed my eyes, sucking in my breath. Eric dragged the strap down low enough on my arm that one of my breasts spilled free of the small, white, lace. He growled an appreciative sound in the back of his throat and he bent down to kiss my breast. He lightly dragged his tongue over my nipple, which hardened in response.
I arched my back as he gently bit down on the hardened flesh. I wanted badly to free my hands but it was also the most erotic experience of my life, being subdued by this strong and powerful man with nowhere to go and no power to stop him from anything he wished. After a minute Eric pulled away and held my hands in his other hand so he could pay the same attention to my other breast.
I wasn't too sure how much more of this I could take. I was surely losing circulation to my hands, but honestly who cared? Only when Eric pulled away did he release my hands. He tugged the lace bra away from my body and tossed it away. Eric kissed down my stomach, down past my belly button where he flicked his tongue over it and I hissed at the pleasure.
It was my turn now. I reached down and grabbed the bottom of his t-shirt and dragged it up over his head. Eric kissed me and I dragged my fingers down his back, feeling every line and contour of the muscles in his back. I ran my finger under the waitsband of his pants and moved to the front to undo them. I then pushed the pants down over his hips. Eric helped me remove them, all the while never did we stop kissing.
Reaching down Eric deftly removed the last item of clothing left on me. My nickers disappeared somewhere on the other side of the room after Eric essentially tore them off. I remember hearing the sound of fabric tearing and mumbling something uncoherent but along the lines of him having to buy me another pair. Eric left the bed only long enough to remove his boxer shorts and then he was lying atop me once more.
He kissed me before he rolled me onto my side. Eric kissed my shoulder and neck as he wrapped an arm around my waist and settled flush against my back, curving his body to mine. I closed my eyes, my heart racing. Eric threw his leg over mine, pinning them together. He gently pulled my blonde hair back, exposing my neck to him. With a primal sound, unlike anything I had heard come from him to date, Eric sank his fangs into my neck at the same moment he thrust into me.
It was unexpected and I gasped out in both suprise, shock and pleasure. Eric drank deeply for a time, thrusting in and out of me slowly as he drank. Then he licked to wound closed and took hold of my hips, quickening the pace. I moved my hips against his, rocking against him. I felt the coil in my hips start to tighten and I groaned. Eric bent down and bit my ear.
He pulled almost all the way out of me before he thrust into my, hard. I arched my back against him, I heard my breaths come more shallow and faster. Then the coil snapped and I cried out my pleasure, not a moment before Eric growled out his. He snarled some words in Sweedish (words that I was certain would have made me blush in English) and he thrust into me one last time and stilled. Eric rolled onto his back and pulled me against him.
I curled up to him, covered in sweat, breathing rapidly. I enjoyed simply being held as Eric lazily drew circles and assorted patterns on my back as my breathing slowed and my heart rate returned to normal. Eric had one arm under his head and the other around me as he too calmed down. I looked up at him and he looked down at me, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes?" He asked and I grinned.
"I didn't know it could be like this." I admitted and Eric smiled.
"It's not always." He said. I rested my chin on his chest as I gazed up into those blue eyes of his.
"I don't know why I waited so long to give myself to you."
"Sookie, I don't either." Eric admitted and I immediately regretted everything.
"I'm so sorry." I whispered. "I guess I just thought after Bill..." Eric kissed me. After a moment he pulled away and glared down at me.
"Bill is still a child." Eric said. "His maker was a cunning and calculating bitch with no emotions and she made him in exactly her image. As much as he tries to deny it and pretend he's not."
"Godric was a good man. I liked him and I wish I had gotten to know him better." I saw the sadness flick fleeting behind his eyes.
"Yes, he was a good man. I miss him." I gently touched his cheek and he smiled at me. "I wish you had gotten to know him better. He already liked you."
"It was only cos I helped the vampire's." I said and Eric chuckled.
"It is because you're a kind person with a good heart and soul." Eric said and I kissed him.
"So are you, even if you pretend not to be." Eric snorted. "I mean it. Tara's right about you. Even if I did think you had glamoured her at the start."
"What made you think I glamoured her?"
"Because of the way she talked about you. She HATES vampires, especially after Franklin."
"Franklin was a fucking psycho." Eric snapped.
"You think?" I replied. "He was a rapist, a kidnapper and he wanted to turn Tara." I said. Eric looked at the roof and said nothing. I could tell he was hiding something from me. "What do you know that you're not saying?"
"She's the first he's wanted to turn, the others were... not so lucky." He said slowly and I felt a chill down my spine. I had to ask the question but I should not have, I knew I wouldn't like the answer.
"What did he do to the others?"
"He killed them... drained them sometimes, or ripped them apart, of fed them to werewolves for fun."
"Oh my God!" I breathed. Eric looked down at me and cupped my chin.
"Franklin was psychotic and he deserved everything Jason gave him. If I could've gotten away with it I would have staked him for what he did to Tara." Eric said.
"Why do you care so much about Tara?" I asked and Eric chuckled.
"You care about Tara." He said. Eric looked at my little alarm clock and sighed. "Come Sookie, lets share a 'nice, relaxing' bath before we have to go to Fangtasia." He said, getting out of bed and holding his hand out to me.
"Maybe I don't want relaxing." I teased as I took his hand. Eric made a strange noise as he scooped me up and carried me to the bathroom.
"Hmm... the fairy Sookie is saucy... I like it, you should let her speak more often." He said as he deposited me in the bath and ran the water. "She's a lot more fiery than the Bon Temps waitress..."
I held Eric's hand as we wandered into Fangtasia. Eric led me to a seat near the bar and motioned Pam and another vampire over. They walked over to us and stood slightly behind Eric. He nodded to the chinese looking vampire. "Chow, keep an eye on Sookie." Eric instructed and Chow nodded. Pam was smirking and I self-conciously ran a hand over my neck. I was sure the two new puncture marks were red raw and highly visible.
"Chow keep an eye on her but make sure you stay far enough away that you can see her but she doesn't feel smothered." Chow nodded once more and Eric smiled at me.
"Thankyou." I whispered and he nodded. Eric bent down and gave me a quick kiss before he turned to Pam.
"Pam, follow me." He ordered. As he was walking away he looked back over his shoulder and said "Make sure you have whatever you like. On the house of coarse." And he walked off. I sighed as I watched him open the door to the basement and he and Pam went downstairs, locking the door behind them I was sure. I noticed that Chow had melted back into the shadows of the club. I knew that even though I couldn't see him he would still be able to see me.
I noticed everyone was staring at me and I looked down to see if something was wrong with my clothes. Nothing was so I deduced that it had something to do with the fact that I had been escorted into the club by its devilishly hot, undead owner. I let my guard down and heard snippets of thoughts. I quickly shut them out as 'Fangbanger' and 'bitch' and 'fucking slut' were among the nicest of the thoughts.
I climbed down off the stool and walked over to the bar. The man that stood behind the bar was human, trying to pose as a vampire, rather unsuccessfully at that. He turned to me and gave me the once over and frowned at my white lace top and denim skirt set. I didn't want to get too dressed up and I certainly was not going to dress in clothes that were fit for halloween... not when Eric was in only a black shirt and black jeans.
"What will it be?" The bartender asked.
"A gin and tonic please." I yelled over the din of the music. After the drinking night with Tara and Jason I didn't want to venture into anything too strong and I knew my limits when it came to that drink so I decided I was safe. The man handed me the drink and told me the price. I knew Eric had said whatever I wanted was on the house but for some reason it just didn't feel right just taking the drink. I was fishing out my wallet when I felt someone standing behind me.
"Everything Miss Stackhouse wants is on the house." Eric said and the bartender nodded, walking away. I turned to look at Eric. "I thought I told you everything was on the house!" He demanded.
"I just don' feel right me taking drinks and not paying for it." I said. Eric simply stared at me for a moment and he stood close so he had to look down at me.
"I don't care. You're mine and I will take care of you." He whispered in my ear "what's mine is yours. I want to share everything with you." He kissed my cheek as he pulled away. Pam walked up to us and she placed her hand on her hip.
"It's done." She said.
"Good." Eric replied. "Sookie I have to do some paperwork, Pam and Chow will be around if you need them." With those words said Eric turned and walked out the back.
I spent the next hour nursing my gin and tonic. I had to go to the bathroom and made my way to the back where the bathroom's were. After relieving myself I flushed the button. I was about to open the door when I heard heels click on the tile floor and Pam's voice. "Jessica... Bill's little protege'." She said silkily. I put my ear against the stall door and listened silently as they talked. "It's been a while since we saw you here!"
"I'm livin' with Hoyt now." I heard Jessica say.
"The tree has a name?" Pam asked. "The bathrooms are strictly for humans, need I remind you why?"
"I just... needed to freshen up." Jessica answered.
"I saw you eye fucking that man on the dancefloor."
"I'm with Hoyt."
"You're a young vampire, you're a hunter and you're living with a human. Why are you denying your nature?" Pam asked. "Vampire's are not meant to be monogamous." I felt my heart do a flip flop in my chest.
"Look, when I go home tonight I'm going with the man I love. I feel sorry for you that you don't have that." I heard Jessica say. It heard Pam chuckle and then her heeled shoes walk out of the room. I opened the door to the cubicle and washed my hands. I was walking out the bathroom when I heard someone's mind.
Oh my God I can smell her. I'd know that scent anywhere now. It was all over her house and clothes. Oh my God I can't wait to rip her Fucking throat wide open...
I gulped and felt my heart start to race. I looked around trying to pin point who the werewolf was. I saw Chow nearby and I made a snap decision. I ran to him and grabbed his arm. He looked at me with a calm expression. "There's a werewolf in the club and it's been sent here to kill me." I whispered.
Chow quickly glanced around and then he took my arm. "Come." He said as he led me out the back to where Eric's office was. Chow rapped once on the door and entered. Eric was settling the phone back on its cradle as he looked up at us.
"Yes, Chow."
"Miss Stackhouse says there's a werewolf here to kill her." Eric stood and came around the front of his desk. He shrugged on his leather coat and took my arm.
"We need to get out of here. Chow you and Pam evacuate everyone out of the bar."
The two of us were heading to the front of the bar when the door burst open and a pack of snarling wolves came in. "Come on." Eric said as he started to tug me out the back exit.
"ERIC!" Boomed Bill's voice and I felt my blood run cold. How was it that the voice used to give me a sense of calm and a sense of peace now sent chills down my spine? I glanced at Eric and his jaw was set. I could see the twitch of the muscle in his jaw as he tugged me along. We got to the back hallway and there were three snarling wolves blocking the exit. Eric let his fangs drop and he snarled, pulling me behind him.
"Come on now Eric. As your king I command you to bring me Sookie." Eric looked down at me and retracted his fangs. He gave me an apologetic look.
"No." I whispered. Eric bent down and kissed my cheek.
"Trust me." He breathed into my ear. He pulled away and nodded. I gulped but nodded back. We walked hand in hand out to the main area of Fangtasia. Bill was sitting in Eric's chair, the large one that looked almost like a throne that was situated in the center of the stage. Eric glared at Bill. "What do we owe the pleasure?" He said sarcastically.
"I see why you like this chair, Eric." Bill said as he ran a hand along the arm. He raised his eyes to us and he motioned for Eric to go to him. Eric didn't move. Bill narrowed his eyes. "Must I remind you who the king is here, Eric?"
"Well we are the exact double of Russell aren't we?" Eric quipped. "Were pets now? What's next? Gay fuck buddies?"
I could see Bill was trying to keep his composure and I hid behind Eric as best as I could without letting go of his hand. Eric pulled me in front of him and slid his arms around my waist, holding me tightly and protectively. Eric bent down and kissed my cheek. "When you get to Bill use the light." He said as he bit my ear. He pushed me toward Bill who stretched out his hand to me.
I took it reluctantly and let him pull me close to his side. Once there I slowly reached my hand toward his cheek as if to caress him. I used all the force I could muster and I blew him backwards with my light. It all happened so fast then. Eric was fighting werewolves and Pam came racing out from the back, tossing werewolves left and right. I was grabbed from behind and I shrieked. I turned to use my light on my attacker only to find I was looking at Eric.
"Sookie, get in your car and go straight to Jason's." He snapped, shoving me toward the door of the club.
"What about you?" I cried and he spun around to toss a werewolf at the bar. The bottles and glass shelves smashed as the werewolf hit them, he fell to the floor behind the bar amidst a shower of glass shards.
"I'll meet you there." He grunted as he grabbed my arm and placed himself between myself and a werewolf. He threw the werewolf at the wall where it whimpered and turned back into a man who immediately cradled his arm to his chest. "Go, now!" He snapped, once more shoving me toward the door.
I turned and ran out the club. I got in my car, started the engine and screamed out of the parking lot... and away from the fight. Halfway to Bon Temps I had to pull over. I was crying so much I could barely see the road... not the best driving condition. I grabbed the steering wheel and sobbed, resting my forehead against the wheel. I gulped in air and tried to stop the sobs. I had been through so much and was afraid of losing another man I loved.
Bill was different, he was not the man I thought him to be. Eric had turned out to be the opposite to how I expected and I had fallen in love with him in spite of it all. I heard my phone start to sing 30 seconds to mars' "This is war." I laughed at the irony of it. I liked that song and now it seemed to sum up exactly what my life had become. A war.
I picked it up, looked at the caller and hurriedly answered it. "Eric?"
"Sookie." His silky voice filtered throught the phone and I started to sob all over again. "Are you alright? What's wrong?" He demanded.
"I was so worried. Are... are you... ok?" I sobbed.
"I'm fine! I'm at Jason's where the hell are you?"
"I... I dunno... I... pulled over... I was crying... couldn't see..." I hiccuped and heard Eric sigh.
"Don't move, I'll find you." Then he disconnected. I put my phone down and closed my eyes, resting my head back against the headrest of my car. I took some deep, steadying breaths. Eric was fine. I heard the howl of a wolf and I froze. I slowly opened my eyes and scanned the road in front of me and either side of me, then I looked in the review mirror to look at the road behind me. I didn't see anything and I wondered if I might have imagined it.
The door to my car opened and I screamed at the top of my lungs. "Sookie, it's only me." Eric said and I flung myself into his arms.
"I thought I heard a werewolf."
"It was only Alcide."