I do not own Pam or Eric, or anything you might recognize from True Blood. Thanks to Mel and Mo for your regular reviews and all of your love for my little story. You guys rock.
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Celia woke up the next morning starving, and she smiled as she felt the cool arm wrapped around her waist and felt long silky hair resting over her shoulder. She had not been this hungry in a few weeks, only eating to survive and not for any kind of personal satisfaction. She turned her head as she opened her eyes, seeing Pam pressed closely to her in a very deep sleep. Her face looked peaceful again, having been tense during her rest lately. She looked so beautiful, and Celia smiled as she gazed at her. She thought back to the night before and how responsive she had been, and realized that a huge weight had been lifted from her, both mentally and physically. She wanted to jump up and down and scream to the world that she was getting better, but she remained in bed with her vampire and just grinned widely. Celia heard her stomach growl and slipped out quietly, and grabbed one of the robes to pull on to wear to the kitchen. She had a couple of hours before Pam would wake up for the night and they would eventually go to work for the evening. Celia opened the fridge and realized how little there was to work with, and she decided to order some groceries after she ate. She grabbed a small salmon filet that she had been meaning to cook as well as some frozen veggies and worked on grilling the fish and steaming the vegetables as she sipped a cold soda. It tasted so good to her as she ate slowly, really wanting to actually inhale it instead of the small bites that she was taking. She found a chocolate bar in the pantry afterwards and nibbled on that as she grabbed the laptop and sat on the couch to make a list. She could just as easily go to the store, but Pam had spoiled her by setting the account up. She made a generous list of food and beverages, and ordered it to be brought the next afternoon. She sighed happily as she finished, looking around the spacious living room appreciatively. Some of her pictures were set up around the room, and she looked at each one slowly as she reflected on everything that had happened. It had hurt so much for the longest time, so much so that she could not stand it. Now she felt like she could move past all of it and focus on what she did have, while allowing herself room to miss them and allow some emotion to her past.
She glanced down at the screen of the computer, and bit her lip. It had been quite some time since she had done it, but she found her sister's facebook page. It had never been removed, and she smiled sadly when she read some fairly recent comments from Danielle's closest friends regarding special dates. They still missed her so much, and Celia wiped a tear away from her eye. She grew brave and scrolled down and found herself reading the post about her disappearance. Danielle was frantic in her words and Celia took a deep breath as she glanced painfully at the comments. Her friends were supportive and comforting, and she blinked as tears filled her eyes. Celia had to look away and she closed the computer and took a deep breath. She realized that it was darkening and she set it down on the table and walked back to the bedroom and slid into bed next to Pam as the vampire stirred. "Hey, lover." Celia greeted Pam with a slow smile as the vampire pulled her close.
"I do believe that is my line, Celia." Pam told her, brushing her lips with hers. "You cooked."
"Does it bother you?" Celia asked, realizing how strong salmon could be and how well Pam could smell.
"Not nearly as much as you're not eating at all." Pam said, to her, her eyes concerned as she looked at Celia.
"I cooked a real meal." Celia said, kissing Pam softly. "I ordered a lot of groceries to be delivered tomorrow." She kissed her again. "I woke up happy today, Pam. I woke up hopeful."
"Did you?" Pam asked her, raising an eyebrow at the girl.
"I did." Celia replied, smiling at Pam as she leaned in for a longer kiss. "Now I think I want you." Celia hastily removed the robe and slid over Pam as she pushed the vampire to her back. She leaned over her, kissing her as their breasts pressed together closely. Pam slid a hand into her hair and deepened the kiss as she slid the other hand down her back slowly. Celia slid her legs over Pam's thigh and applied pressure to her so the vampire hissed lightly. She could feel how wet Pam was and she moved a bit so that she could thrust against her as she pulled up and closed her eyes. Pam moaned as she positioned Celia with her eager hands and met her thrust for thrust as the women moaned and cried out together. Celia cried out Pam's name as she came, flooding the vampire with her juices as she exploded all over her.
"That was unbelievably hot, Celia. I wish I could eat my own pussy at this moment." Pam said, her eyes full of lust as she looked at the human.
"I can." Celia assured her, sliding down to lick Pam's throbbing folds and drinking their combined juices. She rose to meet Pam's lips, and the vampire's tongue eagerly searched for the sweetness that coated Celia's lips. She growled as she kissed her hard, and Celia felt her flip her onto her back in one movement. "I was not done." Celia protested, and Pam hushed her.
"My turn." Pam told her fiercely and lowered her lips to Celia's nipples hungrily. Celia felt her hand pinned and she struggled even as she arched her back to meet Pam's lips. The vampire slid down between her legs and Celia let out a strong cry as her tongue stroked her. "You taste so fucking good." Pam purred at her, and Celia giggled.
"Now who is talking dirty?" Celia asked in a breathy whisper, bucking against her lover. "Oh, Pam. Oh, that feels so good."
"Ride it out." Pam urged her, and Celia moaned as the pressure built. Celia slid her hands into Pam's hair and gripped it as she came again, crying out Pam's name. Pam watched her face as she sucked her into her mouth, loving the way Celia looked in the midst of her greatest pleasure. Her pale face contorted as she bucked, her lips parted and her head thrown back. She relaxed as she fell flat against the mattress, and Pam kissed her thighs before sinking her fangs gently in. Normally she would have combined that with the orgasm, but she had been so distracted by Celia's taste. It really was like what she remembered thick and sweet honey tasting like when she was human, and she stared at Celia. She had enjoyed sex before this, but Celia was so different. Her scent beckoned her, her blood had become the only kind Pam wanted, and her body aroused Pam every time she was near her. She lifted her head and stroked Celia's thighs slowly, and the human smiled at her. "You have returned to me, my sweet lover."
"I have." Celia agreed, and stroked Pam's hair.
They snuck into Fangtasia at the last minute after finally tearing themselves out of each other's arms, and Eric glanced up as Pam walked into his office to set her purse away in the closet. Celia ducked into her office with a faint blush and he raised an eyebrow curiously. Her hair was damp and pulled back, and Pam's was in careless curls tonight. He shook his head as Celia smiled dreamily at Pam and closed her door and Pam pressed her lips together. The two vampires walked to the front and he glanced at his child. ""Things are well?"
"I finally fucked her properly. It has been weeks, Eric." Pam said, and he chuckled.
"Do you think that she is going to be alright after this?" Eric asked seriously, and Pam looked down.
"It would seem so." Pam replied after a moment, and they looked at each other for a moment before going to their places. Celia snuck out for a soda to bring her out of her daze a bit, and she felt eyes on her as she leaned on the bar. She glanced towards the stage and saw the cold eyes of the dancer focused on her as she slid half naked around the pole. The eyes were narrowed as she looked, and Celia looked up as the bartender slid her soda to her. Celia thanked him and walked back to her office, curious about what was on her mind. She worked in her office the rest of the night, and Pam came to get her when they were closed. "Baby? Are you coming home?"
"Of course." Celia replied, turning off her computer and looking around. She seemed and was distracted.
"What is it?" Pam asked her, and Celia blinked.
"Nothing. I am just tired, I guess." She grabbed her purse and shut off the light as they left and she locked the door. She looked around as they walked out, glad to see an empty building. She wanted to see as little of that dancer as possible, and Pam looked curiously at her. They got into Celia's car and she went to get a late dinner on the way home, busying herself with it in the kitchen when they arrived home. Pam watched her, going to change out of the latex dress into a silk negligee after a long moment. She sat on the bed thinking about what was wrong with her lover, when Celia walked in. She looked at Pam with interested eyes and sat down next to her. She took the vampire's arm and stared at her wrist, and Pam ripped it open for her to drink. Celia suckled seedily, and Pam felt her need through the bond as she moaned softly. "I needed that." Celia said as she pulled away, and sighed. She stood and removed her clingy silk tee and skirt, and looked at Pam. She sat down, removing her cranberry bra and leaned close to kiss Pam. The vampire responded with her lips and body, and soon she was watching Celia's face again, transfixed as always. They took a long bath and made love again before Celia's eyes finally could not stay open, and Pam stroked her bare back as she watched her sleep. She vowed to figure out what it was that was bothering her.
Celia went to Bon Temps the next day to have lunch with Skokie and visit for the afternoon. Pam woke up alone but had a text from Celia saying that she would meet her at work. She showered and dressed in a leather mini skirt and a crimson corset with heeled boots and flowing curls. She certainly had the time tonight. She was very thirsty for Celia's blood, and vowed to get some time with her mate at the bar. Pam left and got there early, talking in Eric's office with him before they opened. They both glanced up at the open door as the sound of heels clicked down the hallway, and Yvetta strolled by in a tiny leather bra and matching thong with stilettos on. She looked at them with her smoky eyes, and they returned to their conversation as her face fell and she kept walking.
Celia pulled up and straightened her button up red dress quickly, glossing her lips with a dab of silver before going inside. She heard music and glanced at the main room to see the dancer practicing her routine and the woman glared daggers at her as her eyes widened. She mouthed a word as she hung low on the pole and Celia looked down and walked down the hall. She unlocked her door and felt arms around her waist as she jumped. "Good evening, my mate." Pam whispered into her ear, and Celia shivered as the sound tickled her entire body. She pushed open the door and pulled Pam in with her, and Pam closed it with her boot.
"What exactly is it that you are so hungry for?" Celia asked breathlessly, seeing the look in Pam's blue eyes. It made her dizzy and she held onto her desk, gasping as Pam moved forward and lifted her up on it. She remembered that night she had opened Eric's office door and she stared at Pam.
"Your thigh, for starters. I woke up oddly hungry tonight." Pam told her, sliding into her chair and gently positioning Celia. She leaned in between her legs and Celia spread them, taking a deep breath as she felt her lips on her skin. She moaned as Pam kissed her and ran her tongue along her skin, feeling her body tighten. Celia felt the prick and then the addictive sucking, and she bit her lip as she let her head roll back. Pam's fingers circled slowly over her soft skin, moving up her thighs and eventually reaching the lace of her boy shorts as Celia let out a small groan. Pam was finished feeding soon and the shorts were off, and Celia was trying to control her response to Pam's fingers and her tongue as she rested on her back on the desk. "How was your human day?"
Celia blinked and tried to focus as her body slowly stopped shaking, and licked her lips. "It was good." Her voice sounded weak, and she cleared her throat. "We just had lunch and talked. I found a piercing studio down the street too I might visit."
"For what? Dare I ask?" Pam's voice was slightly displeased, and Celia smiled as she slowly sat up.
"I was going to get a clit piercing, Pam. Think that would be sexy?" Celia teased her, and Pam stared at her with eyes that displayed her lack of humor on the subject.
"Those take time to heal, time in which I am not allowed to touch you. So no. Been there, done that." Pam shot back in a tone that said she was not into the idea. "It really is over rated." She slid her hand between Celia's legs again and stroked her. "Your delicious little clit is just fine." Celia sighed as she closed her eyes, and Pam smiled. "Don't touch those nipples either. I don't want metal in the way when I suck on them. I really am an old fashioned girl, Celia." Celia was too busy moaning to answer her, and Pam smiled in satisfaction as her lover's lips parted in that familiar way.
It was time to open soon, and Celia stood on jelly legs as she slid down from the top of the desk. "How am I supposed to work after that?" Celia asked Pam, who was fixing her lipstick. She slipped into her chair that Pam had just been in and took a deep breath.
"I will get you something to drink, darling. Soda or water?" Pam asked, and Celia smiled at the warmth in her voice.
"Soda, thank you. You know what, Pam?" Celia asked, and Pam looked at her curiously as she fluffed her curls.
"I love you." Celia told her, and Pam smiled at her. The vampire walked over to kiss her mouth softly after telling her the same and went to get the drink. Celia sighed and opened her drawer to see a red box inside, and she shook her head and picked it up. She slipped her purse inside a large drawer and opened the box to see a ring that had a delicate row of sparkling diamonds on it, and her eyes widened. It was beautiful. She heard a knock and said to come in, and she glanced up to see Eric standing there. "Oh. Eric."
He stepped inside, aware of the heavy scent in the air and sat across from her. "I was hoping to look over numbers soon, Celia. We have to have taxes done soon, and I just want to make sure things look good. I trust you implicitly, but I am still something of a control freak." His voice was soft and warm, and she nodded blankly. "What is it?"
"You found it." Pam said from the door, and Celia looked at her. Pam set her soda down and looked into Celia's face. "It is just a token for now, Celia. I just want you to know what you mean to me."
"I do." Celia said, and Pam looked at her maker as she reached over and removed the ring from the box. Celia remembered that he was there and glanced over at him with blushing cheeks.
"I know that, but I like to see you sparkle. Which finger, Celia?" Pam asked her, and Celia looked up at her. She looked down at her hands and held out her left ring finger, and Pam smiled approvingly. "Maybe I should just start calling you my wife." She slid it on and kissed Celia gently again before turning to leave. "I will be at the door with the vermin if anyone needs me." Pam winked at them, and Celia blinked again as she glanced down at the ring as she disappeared.
"Does a ring mean anything to vampires? Anything like it means to humans?" Celia asked Eric, and he gazed back at her with curious blue eyes.
"Legally it is not the same, but the meaning is on the same level." Eric noted, and leaned forward to look at it. "You have captured my child, Celia. I probably didn't understand it at first completely, but watching you grow into a confident young woman after all you have been through impresses me as well." Eric told her, and she smiled as she glanced down. "You are good for her."
"Are you jealous at all? She said that you and her were lovers." Celia asked, her boldness marred by the blush on her cheeks.
"We were never meant to be more than lovers. I am not jealous at all, Celia. We have both moved on from those days." Eric assured her, even though the fact that Pam responded to Celia so well sexually did take a slight hit on his confidence. He always thought of himself as the best at sexual talent, but Pam was in love now and he could allow that reason. "She really set her mind to being there for you, and she saw it through."
"She did." Celia agreed, and smiled. "I hope I am worth so much time spent waiting. I hope I remain good for her. She does not talk about how our future can be too long term." Her eyes looked curiously at him, and he remained quiet. "What is your future with Sookie?"
"I am not certain, Celia. Just as Pam is not certain long term. It can work for a good while as is, though. Do not be concerned." Eric assured her, leaning back as she looked at him. He was a very good looking vampire, and she could see why the girls out front gathered around him. The way his eyes darkened when he said Sookie's name made it clear that he was taken though. Celia wondered for a moment how different things would be now if it had been Eric who had found her.
"Want to work on those numbers tonight?" Celia asked, giving up on the conversation. She played with her ring and decided to not worry about it now. He came around and they went over all of the data needed, and he complimented her on her good detail and hard work. He told her that she would be receiving a bonus for it, and she stared at him as he began to leave. "I don't need a bonus, Eric. I make so much now, and she still does not let me contribute."
"Don't question your employer." Eric told her with a small smile, and she shook her head. She sat down and started on last night's numbers and turned on her itouch. Celia was thirsty again and went out to get some more soda, pushing through the crowd as she wondered why it was so popular tonight. She glanced around once she was at the bar, seeing Eric and the dancer on the stage but nothing else different. She let her eyes wander over the humans and the vampires together on the dance floor grinding to the slow beat of the music, and then around to the tables as she waited for her refill. One vampire looked back, and she noticed the interest in his familiar brown gaze as she shuddered. It was more than a casual interest. Celia looked up, imploring the bartender to hurry with her eyes and he glanced up at her. He gave her the drink and she turned to go back to the office, glad to see him at the same table. She knew those eyes. The last time she had seen them was the night she chose to go against Drake's orders. Celia locked her door and leaned against it, taking a deep breath. There was a knock and she jumped, and asked who it was. She let Pam in, who stared at her.
"Why did your emotions just spike up so high?" Pam asked her, and Celia moved to lean against the desk.
"I recognized the vampire from Drake's." Celia replied, looking at the ground.
"The one that raped and bit you?" Pam asked, and Celia nodded.
"I don't know how I even remember him, but his eyes reminded me." Celia said in a shaking voice, as Pam walked up to her. She pulled Pam to her and rested her face in her hair, and Pam held her close.
"Allow me to take care of him the proper way." Pam implored her, and Celia took a deep breath. "Are you certain it is the same one?"
Celia remembered the way he had looked at her that night, his eyes gleaming with bloodlust as he leaned down. She could never forget his eyes, or his fangs that had ripped into her skin. "Make it hurt, Pam." Celia replied, and closed her eyes. Pam held her for a long moment before she left to talk to Eric, and Celia locked the door and sat on her couch and stared at the floor. She had just told her lover to hurt and kill somebody just a mere few days after a fight about it, but it felt good this time. What was happening to her?
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That idea literally just popped into my head and was not at all what I had planned. Like?