Memories of Midnight

True Blood Fanfiction

Written by Singingfrogs

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As she stood in front of the bay windows, she couldn't help the relaxed smile falling onto her lips as she looked up towards the stars and the moon that was shining through the thick branches of the tree that over hung her home. Everything seemed to have got back on track, with her violin in her hand, her boyfriend milling around in the kitchen and her brother staying with them Robyn knew her life was starting to fall back into normality.

She had been left a message on her answer phone from England and she had been unable to stop herself from returning Sam's phone call. It seemed Sam had been trying to get hold of her over the last few weeks but with everything that was going on Robyn was barely at home long enough to answer her phone. She apologised to her friend and the pair of them had a small conversation, but Robyn being Robyn knew that Sam was hiding something from her. But, with everything else in her life, Robyn knew that Sam would tell her within her own time.

She lifted her bow, relishing in the relaxing feeling of the notes falling from her elegant instrument as she moved her fingers over the neck of the violin, her bow moving effortlessly across the strings as she played, reading the notes on the music paper she had written earlier. She smiled after the notes she had stringed together, nodding in acceptance as she adjusted her grip on her violin, removing the wood from her jaw and shoulder as she placed the notes onto the correct places on the music paper.

But, she was pulled from her writing when she noticed Eric coming into the large archway, calling up to Alcide who trotted down the steps of her large hallway. Robyn just came to stand by the doorway, her hand that did not hold her violin or bow came to rest on the wood as she took in the hushed whispers of Eric and Alcide before Alcide picked up whatever it was Eric had given him and rushed out of the door with a smile pointed in his direction.

Eric turned around at that moment as he looked in the direction Alcide had turned to see that Robyn was looking at him, a confused expression shining on her features as she looked at the small smirk that took hold of his lips as he held out his arm to Robyn who stepped into his embrace, curiously still radiating in her eyes.

"You going to tell me what you're up too?" She asked as Eric turned her around in his arms so his hands were resting either side of her waist.

"Now that would ruin the surprise." Eric replied before he placed a soft kiss to the top of her head. "Go fetch a jumper, we will be leaving soon." Eric replied before he headed further into their home to retrieve the most important thing that was needed.

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2 hours later Robyn found herself grasping hold of Eric's hand as he guided the two of them through the dense forest that littered the back of their home. Robyn had tried to get more information from her lover, but for once in his life it seemed that Eric was refusing to tell her what he was up to which caused her suspicions to rise as her enhanced eyesight suddenly took in a growing light that was engulfing the pair of them.

Eric helped her over a fallen tree that was lying in their way, his large hands taking both of hers as she lifted her legs so she was standing onto of it before she jumped down, not losing her balance due to his aid before they headed towards the clearing.

The light encased her, the twinkling lights radiating bright yellow as they dominated the canopy of trees like the sculptured archways of an ancient temple. She could feel the small breeze blowing the leaves of the trees. She could see handsome trees and flowering plants by the edge of the lake were shining like her handsome garden that was back home. Large potted roses engulfed the sides of the clearing, an elegant picnic blanket was resting on the ground in the centre with an old wicker basket sitting next to champagne glasses, candles and a single red rose.

"Oh my god. Eric, this is incredible!" Robyn breathed as she took a few steps towards the lake, her words tumbling from her lips but unable to string any words together to express how incredible everything looked.

"I can't take all of the credit. I needed Alcide's help to put it all together." Eric replied as he held out his hand towards Robyn and the pair of them positioned themselves on the blanket. Robyn watched as Eric delved into the picnic basket, his hands curling around a large flask that held a sparkling red liquid in the bottom. Robyn could only smile.

"Could I treat you to the delightful taste of a carbonated blood?"Eric asked as he held out the flask, a large smile taking hold of his lips as he watched the happy smile spread across her features.

"How could I refuse an offer like that?" Robyn laughed as she took hold of the two glasses so Eric was able to pour the liquid into the glasses, the thick liquid staining the sides of the glasses. She passed one to him once he had replaced the flask before the pair of them clinked their glasses and took a sip of their own drink.

"It's good." Robyn mussed once she removed the glass from her lips and looked down at her drink.

"Well, I could say something smart by saying how the person who donated the blood ate nothing but oranges for a whole year, but then, I couldn't care less about how the blood came to be in my bar." Eric mussed, Robyn just smiled at him

"Romantic Eric, very romantic." Robyn teased before Eric just leant closer with a seductive smile

"What can I say?" He joked before he rested his lips to hers softly. "I'm just that kind of guy" Eric whispered not moving back completely as he let his eyes fall onto Robyn's whose breathing had stopped with emotion. Eric smiled, pressing his lips to hers once again before he moved away.

"So, what else have you got in that basket of yours?" Robyn asked him as she readjusted her feet so she was more comfortable.

"Well, let me see." Eric mumbled before he pulled out their first course. Robyn could only smile. He had prepared them a traditional blood meal. For starters they shared Blood Chilato, for their main meal they shared a readymade blood soup that was still warm within a coffee flash and for desert they shared a dish of blood briskit. When she had finished Robyn couldn't help but feel sated.

"Wow, that was incredible." Robyn breathed, her eyes twinkling with the life due to the fairy lights, her beautiful features glowing in the light as she smiled towards Eric who could only admire her, his love for her swelling in his dead heart as he felt the small object in his pocket.

"I will confess to you Robyn that I did not just treat you to our blood meal because I wanted too."

"What's the catch? Are you trying to sweeten me up to deliver bad news?"

"I would never do something like that to you my Robyn, for I have yet to give you something that I have always wanted to give you."

"What are you saying?" Robyn asked, a frown engulfing her features as she watched Eric heaving his large form to his feet, holding out his hands to his lover who took them gracefully as he heaved her to his feet. He raised his hand, his palm engulfing her disfigured cheek as he made sure she was looking at her.

"What I am saying my dear Robyn, that a few weeks ago I asked you to marry me." He stated, watching as understanding and affection washed into her features as Eric repositioned his large form as he tugged at the top of his jeans as he got down onto one knee.

Robyn couldn't stop her rapidly beating heart as she watched Eric get down onto his knee. She couldn't help the smile forming on her lips as she looked at the sincerity and the unwavering affection that he held on his face as he reached into his pocket and held out a small velvet case that he had opened. She took hold of his hand, barely able to breathe as she took in the beautiful engagement ring that was tucked comfortably into the velvet box.

"Robyn, you have bewitched me body and soul and I do not wish to hide my claim I have with you. I am asking you if you will accept my hand, for I wish to spend the rest of eternity with you."

"It would be my honour my Eric, for I wish to never be parted from you." Robyn whispered, a single blood tear falling from her eye as she watched the relief washing into Eric's features as he removed the ring from the box and pressed it onto her finger.

Robyn could only admire it. She could see the 14 carrot yellow gold ring held a beautiful diamond trinity knot that was engulfed by elegant Celtic patterns on top a white gold mount.

"It was my mothers." Eric voiced as he got back to his feet, taking in the bewildered but blissfully happy expression Robyn was holding. "I have been getting it restored for the last few months for I have been thinking of proposing for a while my dear."

"It's beautiful; I don't really know what to say."

"You don't have to say anything." Eric replied before Robyn smiled and took a step towards him, her small hands pressed to the curves of his sides, relishing in their contact. Eric made no reply, and Robyn could only guess his expression. She knew that if she he had a heartbeat it would be beating in double time and she could only look up at him, her side fringe sweeping across her forehead as she looked up at Eric whose shoulders were slumping over her a little due to their height difference.

Robyn moved her hands to the base of his shirt, lifting the material a little so her hands were positioned underneath the material as she began to slide her fingers across the skin of his stomach. She smiled as she watched the darkness take over his eyes, his desire spiralling around him as he fought for control, determined not to unsheathe his fangs as she took control of this situation.

But Eric refused to move. Never removing her eyes from his as she studied his reaction to her teasing. She briefly removed her hand from his skin, watching the disappointment washing into his features as she pulled his blazer from his shoulders. He made no move to stop her and his hand even landed on her hip. Emboldened, Rose slid her entire hand underneath his shirt again and splayed her fingers over his stomach. Gradually, she slipped her hand lower, admiring the feel of his skin, of the thin line of hair that led down into his trousers. Her own heartbeat rocketed as she glanced down to see that he was quite obviously aroused, she looked back up towards him, bemused by his reaction to his touches, noticing his fangs had still remained hidden.

"Robyn Herveaux, why do I find you in a teasing mood this evening?" Eric asked with a small smile as he looked down towards Robyn who was looking up at him.

"The reason my dear Mr Northman is you always have control. Tonight it is my turn." Robyn replied with a small wink, Eric just shook his head with a smile as he watched her tongue grazing her dry lips sending a spiral of desire around his vampire body as he looked down at her. He was about to change the game. His eyes were so dark he could not help but moving the hand that had been placed on her hip, sliding it up and under her jumper, and she responded with a sharp intake of breath as the coolness of his fingers touched her burning skin. Robyn's blood turned to honey in her veins and a searing ache welled up from her core. Her nipples grew taut as his fingers travelled up higher, exposing her waist to the sweet breeze of the forest. Rose let out a breath sigh as her eyes drifted close.

"It will never be your turn." Eric whispered sultrily, his breath tickling Robyn's hair as the pair of them lost themselves to each other. But, Robyn raised her hand, wrapping her fingers around the waistband of his jeans and pulled him even closer to her smaller body knowing what she wanted.

"I don't think so." She chimed as she plunged her hand back through the opening of his shirt, slid her hand further up his chest before she removed his shirt from his torso, Eric never refusing her.

Eric watched her, and when she had finished, he lifted up his elbows so he could slide completely out of his shirt. He settled back and Robyn drank him in; his muscles, the lean planes of his body, the contours of his chest, his long, toned arms with hands resting on his abdomen. How human he looked. She knew better though as she reached out to touch his forearm and met with cool skin. She felt him watching her in that predatory way of his–a curious hunter, fascinated by his prey. She could just imagine the thought running through his brilliant mind.

Robyn lost her ability to hold back, and dipped her head down to the little dip at the base of his neck. She kissed him there, and up his throat, over his Adam's apple, and to his jaw. Her hand slid over his chest and up to cradle his face as she brushed her lips over his. He caught her bottom lip between his, kissing her with as much unrestraint, objective observation no longer as satisfying. Her tongue grazed his upper lip and he opened for her completely. Their kiss deepened further. Eric's hands had made their way up her back and through her hair as he crushed his mouth over hers. Robyn whimpered at the ferocity of his kiss and slung a leg over his waist to straddle him. His free hand found her thigh, held her in place. She grinded over his erection, making him groan, and each movement only increased their need. It was torture through her jeans.

Robyn broke the kiss and climbed off of him so she could slip her jumper over her head and add it to the growing pile of clothes on the floor. A smile took hold of Eric's lips as his eyes scanned over her exposed waist, and up further to her lace-clad breasts. He swallowed and with what appeared to be great effort, shifted his gaze up to her eyes. Robyn smiled at him and moved in close, resting her hands on his bare shoulders. She brushed her fingertips over his skin and slid her hands down his arms until she had his hands clasped within hers.

"My beautiful Robyn, why is it we find ourselves making love in the forest once again?" Eric asked as he brought her hands up to his mouth and kissed her knuckles.

"The wolf and the Vampire. That is all I'm going to say." Robyn smiled before Eric dipped his head and pressed his lips to hers once again.

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It seemed Eric had wanted to feel the comfort of their bed then the stabbing and uncomfortable pricks and prods of the sticks and tree roots. So that was how Robyn found herself lying on her back, the mattress dipping at her weight as Eric leant in to kiss her stomach, just above her navel. It had been a struggle to remain in control of his body's responses to her touches. A niggling notion that he'd wanted to lose control was brushed aside as he rested his hands on her hips. His thumb stroked over the soft skin just above the waistband of her jeans. Robyn responded with her own soft touches along the nape of his neck. He placed another kiss on her hip bone, and more along her lower belly. The smell of her arousal so nearby drove him mad. Desperately, he wanted to taste her, the press of his lips not sufficient enough to gather the elements he needed to build a complete mental resource. Robyn slipped her hands through his hair again, and he sighed, his eyes falling closed. He rested his cheek against her, just below her breasts. It felt so good to be touched like this. For a moment, he'd allow himself to feel worthy of it. But as he looked up once more to see Robyn watching him, lip caught in her teeth, he could no longer remain idle.

Robyn was first to act, however. She withdrew her hands from his hair and brought them to her jeans, unfastening them and sliding them over her hips, her bum. Her thighs. Eric caressed each area of skin as it was exposed, hooked his thumbs in the straps of her knickers. Instead of pulling them down, he straightened his posture and pressed a series of kisses on her chest and over the gentle curve of her breasts. He felt her move to unclasp her bra, and it fell away from her body without much of a second glance as she arched against his touch. His hands moved up to caress her breasts, thumb circling one nipple as he moved his mouth to close over the other. Robyn's blissful sigh encouraged him further, and he swirled his tongue around the taut peak, drawing it into his mouth with slight suction. His teeth grazed her nipple as her moan incited him to suck harder, then released the sensitive bud to move on and repeat the action to her other nipple.

Eric was increasingly aware of how uncomfortable his trousers had become. Tasting her skin was even more intoxicating than tasting her mouth. He wanted to sample every part of her, to obtain a full analysis. Someday it would help make his memory of her all the more profound. Not again… He cursed his mind's ability to focus on layers of action, meaning and possibility. Lifting away from the nipple he'd been tending to, he blew across it, making her gasp. Her gasp of pleasure was exactly what he needed to keep him from spiraling into thoughts of the inevitable.

"You've been holding out on me," Robyn said, wrapping her arms around his shoulders.

Eric looked up at her with a grin. "It seems your teasing has stirred something within me." Blimey, how he loved her. With that, he stood and slid his hands through her hair, pulling her mouth against his. Her lips parted for him easily, and she pressed her body against his. He was momentarily stunned by the sensation of her breasts against his chest, and went very still. Her hands slid down his shoulders, his back, around his waist and to the front of his trousers. She pressed her hand against his arousal, massaging along its length. He broke the kiss and hissed, lowering his head to burrow in her neck. Finally, she had touched him.

He rocked his hips, pressing himself against her hand. But it didn't bring relief. Robyn removed her hand from him and toyed with the button of his trousers, popping it open. She almost slid her fingers through the opening, but Eric stopped her. He gently drew her hands away so he could remove the rest of his clothes himself. It'd been so long, that her direct touch alone might have done him in. Robyn seemed to understand as she went to step out of her knickers and positioned herself back onto the bed.

Eric turned towards her and her eyes dropped to his erection. She curled her legs on the bed so he'd get a full view of the swell of her hip and the cleft of her bum. He watched as she caressed her thigh, her lower abdomen, and soon her fingers disappeared to dip into the shadow that hid her sex.

Eric's jaw grew slack, but he tore his eyes away and climbed on the bed, hands resting on either side of her shoulders. He needed her now, too far gone to play such coy games. Robyn rolled over to her back as he hovered over her. Her hand went up to touch his face as she looked into his eyes. He returned her gaze, drinking her in. Her hair fanned out on the pillow, a corona of dark curls surrounding her head. Her violet eyes were sparkling, her eyes hooded and lips parted in need.

Eric kissed her lips; it was chaste, but lingering. More kisses were trailed down her neck, her chest. Her breasts rose and fell with each labored breath and she rubbed her thighs together. Amazed that all of this was for him, because of him… he gently placed his hands on her knees. Robyn's legs fell open without resistance. She moaned, rolling her hips. He'd never forget the sight of her like this; would likely continue to stroke himself to this memory for many incarnations to come. He caressed her thigh, keeping his eyes on her face.

"Please," she breathed, hips shifting again.

Eric obliged, and lowered his head between her legs to place a kiss on her inner thigh. He took two fingers and slid them through her folds, on either side of her clit, all the way from her curls down to her core. He intentionally avoided touching her most sensitive spot directly, wanting to follow her cues. She moaned, head tilting back. She was already so wet and dripping that it didn't take much effort to coax moisture up from her core over inner folds. He continued to avoid her clit, circling and growing ever closer, but not quite making contact. She bit her lip and rolled her hips, urging him on. She begged for him to touch her where she wanted him to most. Now. He watched her face and the rise and fall of her breasts the entire time. His hand drifted down once more, and then back up, this time to deftly stroke her clit. Robyn cried out at the jolt of pleasure and reached down to his head, fingers sinking into his hair. He removed his hand from her sex and rested it on the bed for leverage and to keep from trembling. The smell of her arousal made his mouth water, and he leaned in to swipe his tongue over her swollen clit again and again.

Robyn moaned, her hips rocking against each curl of his tongue. She tasted exquisite. Her breathy sighs and urgent moans made him twitch. He grinded against the sheets, seeking relief, almost couldn't take it anymore. His tongue dove into her core, drawing out more moisture as he moved his mouth up to close it over her clit. Robyn was very close to coming undone, she panted, her moans higher, breathier, driving him mad. Her hips continued to roll against his face, his mouth now closed over her clit, sucking and licking. Unable to stop himself, he slipped his hand down and stroked himself. He moaned at the relief it brought, and the vibrations of his moan caused Robyn to stiffen. Her legs trembled and she became quiet as she reached the edge. All it took was one last pull of his lips against her clit and she cried out, her body arching. Her hands gripped the sheets as wave after wave of her orgasm crashed through her body. He continued to lap at her sex, drawing out aftershocks, making her soar. He pulled away at last to watch her come down, locking in the memory of how her skin was glowing with sweat, the way her face twisted in pleasure.

Eric's own need for release became so great that he felt like if he held out any longer, he'd make a mess all over the sheets like an inexperienced teenager. He climbed over her again, placing kisses along her neck, up her jaw, forehead, her cheeks, paying close attention to her scar and finally her lips. She returned the kiss lazily, every cell in her body sated. He rested his forehead against hers. "I need you," he said, his voice hoarse.

Robyn nodded and stroked his back. "I want you." She sighed, lifting her hips.

But he was just out of reach. He barely brushed her entrance, but it was just enough to set him on fire. He jolted forward, causing his length to slide up through her slick heat and graze over her clit. His eyes shut tightly as he ground his teeth. His arms shook with the effort to hold back, to keep himself from slamming into her.

He lowered his body over hers as she removed her hand; he was finally resting at her entrance. He pressed in slightly and shuddered as he buried his head to the crook of Rose's shoulder. Her breasts brushed against his chest as she gasped and it all became too much for him to bear. She undulated beneath him, making him sink in further.

"Stay still, please," Eric rasped as he tried to get ahold of himself. He kissed her temple and longed to establish the mental connection that would make it all complete, to experience the pair of them together mentally and physically. He drew out of her slowly, partially, and thrust back in until he was buried so deep he could push no further. She moaned, tossing her head back and locking her legs around his hips.

He withdrew and slid back in, repeating the pull and push, setting up a steady rhythm that kept his satisfied just enough. She sought his neck with her lips and her teeth caught a bit of flesh. He felt her core tighten around him in reaction to him hitting a particularly good spot. He groaned and tried it again. She arched into him, moaning.

He propped up slight so he could rub her clit. She quickly began to unravel beneath him, so lost in the pleasure; her breathy pants and cries of ecstasy urged him on. Eric found himself at the edge as he watched her come undone beneath him. He leaned in a caught a nipple in his mouth, pulling it in and tonguing the peak into a tight pebble.

Her core muscles squeezed around him with each pull of his mouth on her breasts. He grinded into her, his pelvis brushing against her clit. She threw her hands over her head to grab the headboard as he plunged further and further into her, their bodies rocking together as he hit her sweet spot again and again. She cried his name as she fell apart underneath him. He bucked into her uncontrollably at the sound of his name on her lips. With just a couple more thrusts he was spilling inside of her. The world went black for a moment, and he collapsed against her.

Robyn watched as Eric fell from her sweaty body and lay next to her, the pair of them heaving for air as they recovered. The hybrid wound her arms around him and buried her face into the crook of his neck as Eric rested his hand on her arm that was lying lazily over his chest.

"I love you." Eric said tenderly as he looked down at her, his hand rubbing against her clammy skin as Robyn moved her face to look up at him, her chin resting on his shoulder as she watched Eric's true emotions flowing freely over towards her via their link.

"I love you too." She replied as she leant up towards him and kissed him. He responded with more tenderness that she'd ever feel worth of, her lips so soft against his. Her hands touched his face, fingertips brushing along his jaw, his sideburns and around the shell of his ear.

Robyn smiled once again, curling her arms around him, her head lying comfortable on his shoulder and the side of his chest as she nuzzled closer towards him. He kissed the crown of her head and ran his hand up and down her arm as the pair of them gave in to the lull of unconsciousness.