I OWN NOTHING!
He got out of his thoughts from the timid squeak coming from Maggie who gulped again, "um you know, its nothing against you but I don't give my blood out that much. No offense or anything, but I just don't think my bloods all that tasty. It's probably nasty you know." She mentally cursed her pulse that picked the worst time to be pumping blood at an above average rate. Seriously, it couldn't act up when Steve Newlin threaten to cook them into burnt chicken nuggets? Poke the bear why don't you. A gorgeous and kind but potentially could murder you bear.
Godric shook his head and mentally tighten his resolve. He knew wouldn't and couldn't hurt his human, but he will not force anything from the girl. Maybe he should drink that foul poison 'True Blood' to prevent him from doing anything he would regret. The beast inside him growled angrily at him for insinuating it would harm it's human.
He kissed the pulse, "do not worry little one, I will not feed unless given permission" he huskily replied in her ear, "and your blood, Margaret, would be the finest of all wines in the world."
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Huh, who knew complimenting someone's blood could be so flattering?
She nodded and hesitantly played with Godric's cool fingers. She been holding in a question but feared what the response would be.
Godric smiled and looked down at the curly teen girl who bit her tempting lips and played with his fingers. She shyly looked up at him through her eyelashes as blush crept onto her cheeks.
Godric smiled predatorily at the innocence she emitted without knowing. He was happy to know his human was untouched. He could be the one to show her true pleasure. To be the one to claim her at his, to see her blushing cheeks in arousal. He cleared his throat to stop his dangerous tempting thoughts and hoped she would not feel his tenting pants that still hadn't deflated since he first smelt her mouthwatering smell. When he gets out of here he vowed to buy him a fridge full of True Blood.
She didn't understood the look in his eyes but looked at him hesitantly and asked, "umm Godric can I ask you a question?"
He looked down at her, "anything."
"It's about you being a vampire…"
He noticed the seriousness in her tone and nodded his head swiftly shifting into his normal calm, collected, serious mode he used in front of others.
She cleared her throat, "well its just, I was going ask the vampires I know but I thought they would react badly" he smiled softly to encourage her. Giddy inside knowing she chose him to reveal this question to, but he the thought of another vampire next to his human was troubling. He hugged her possessively, planning to destroy any potential suitors.
She sat up in his lap and looked at him in the eye, "when humans fart, does it smell like poisonous gas?" she waited expectantly.
Godric sat stunned, digesting the question. After a tension filled minute Godric busted out in loud laughter. He hadn't laughed in so long it felt unnatural to him. Maggie wouldn't admit it to her embarrassment but his laughter felt like a comforting blanket that she would gladly humiliate herself more just to hear the sound.
Godric smiled brightly at her and her heart skipped a beat. She blushed fiercely, crossing her arms and looking at the wall pouting.
Godric had to restrain himself from grabbing his human and smothering her with kisses and biting that plump bottom lip. He smiled at the girl who refused to meet his eye. "See this why I didn't ask any vampires." She muttered.
He smiled, "I'm sorry to offend you little one, it's just that the question was very unexpected." He stroked her blushing cheek.
"It was a good question." She mumbled.
"It is little one." She glared at him. He raised his hands in mock surrender, "I apologize for offending you my petite. It was never my intention, It just caught me off guard."
She bit her bottom lip blushing both from embarrassment and the enjoyment at being called 'petit'. Godric stared at the plump lip, wanting so badly to feel the lips touch his again. He licked his lips at the memory, groaning softly at the pink tongue that peeked out to lick the lip.
Maggie still looking at the wall huffed and slumped her shoulders back against Godric. He smiled happily and continued to play with her fingers. "Well to answer your question little one" Godric said trying to hide his amusement in his voice, "it depends on the person's eating habits."
She scrunched her nose in consideration, "so if someone ate like a lot strawberries, their farts would smell delicious."
He chuckled, "well yes in theory but, I don't know from experience seeing as I don't go smelling human's farts"
She blushed again, "well I don't expect you to."
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Godric and Maggie spent the rest of the night talking, he told the girl of his past, edited not to include gore while she listened intently at him, looking at him in awe when he explained all he saw and did. "I would love to travel one day," she whispered.
He smiled, "when we are out of here we will go see the world."
She blushed. He is just saying that she thought. She felt despair not knowing if they would see each other outside the cage.
"Godric what is going to happen once we escape." She asked softly, "I mean where are you going to go? Would we see each other again, cause I would like to." She blushed at her confession.
He smiled softly looking down at her, "when we leave, I will be there with you always" he promised lifting up his pinky.
She giggled and wrapped his pinky in hers. "What about your sheriff duties? I don't think you want to visit me in boring Bon Temps."
He smiled at her, "I have grown tired of my duty as sheriff. It is now nothing more than an annoyance." He paused feeling oddly hesitant, "but when we leave I would like very much to court you."
"Court?" she squeaked hoping it was what she thought it was.
"Yes, I believe humans now like to call it 'dating', a romantic outing if you will"
Maggie felt her inside burst in happiness "yes!" she blushed and coughed, "I mean I would like that" she said faking nonchalance.
He responded with a huge grin and Maggie felt her inside flutter and her lower area tighten. Godric felt like he was given the sun and the moon as he hugged her form tightly.
Maggie made plans to send Newlin a thank you card once he was locked away in prison.
Godric laid down on his back, "come here" he commanded softly. She blushed and nodded hesitantly lying down next to him a couple feet away.
He smirked and she squeaked as he suddenly wrapped hands around her, pulling her to lie on top of him. She blushed and grumbled, "who knew one of the worlds oldest vampire is a big old cuddle bear"
He chuckled and whispered in her ear causing her to shiver, "only to you little one."
She blushed hotly fearing her face will become a permanent tomato in Godric's presence and smiled conspiratorially, "don't worry, I'll keep your secret."
He played with her hair and she unknowingly purred at the feeling causing Godric to grin down at her affectionately. "Thank you little one, now sleep. Tomorrow we go home."
She nodded sleepily "g'night Godric" she snuggled into the vampire.
He smiled happily to the ceiling enjoying the feel of her body on top of him, "goodnight ma petite mat." Closing his eyes allowing the sun to pull him into rest, feeling the first time in a long time happy.