I've been holding on to the chapter for a while, not knowing where I'm going to be taking this story. But I decided to post instead of letting it collect dust. Hopefully your response will motivate me to pick this up again. As of right now, I'm really not sure what I'll do.
"2000 years is enough." Godric said as Sookie arrived onto the rooftop. He was facing the horizon in utter calm. Already the dark was giving way to light as the sun grew closer. The roof was colder than the hotel and Sookie had to stifle a shiver.
"I can't accept this. It's insanity." Eric's voice cracked, no doubt from his mounting grief and his futile attempts at getting Godric to see reason.
"Our existence is insanity." Godric turned to Eric. "We don't belong here."
"But we are here!" The sudden outburst surprised her, as Eric had always been collected and sure of himself.
"It's not right. We're not right." Godric turned fully, seeing that Eric needed more convincing.
"You taught me that there is no right and wrong. Only survival. Or death."
"I told a lie. As it turns out."
"I will keep you alive by force." Eric's voice cracked and Sookie was once again floored by how much Eric loved Godric. She couldn't help but feel like an unwanted outsider invading on an intimate moment. And she couldn't help the flare of jealousy within her at their display. It was completely preposterous of course, to even think that she could come close to a bond between maker and progeny. Sookie knew she would never come between Eric and Godric and a part of her had always known that fact from the moment she saw Godric place Eric in the dirt.
"Even if you could, why would you be so cruel?"
"Godric, don't do it." Eric switched easily to Norse. His pleas tugged at her, making her want to intervene. She was willing to use force to keep Godric alive if it meant never having to hear Eric like this. But she knew she couldn't, and she wouldn't do that to Godric, just as she knew Eric wouldn't as well.
"There are centuries of faith and love between us."
"Please. Please!" Eric cried in desperation and fell to his knees. "Please, Godric." Sookie ached to comfort him even as she fought back her own tears in knowing her friend was about to perish. She looked away from the intimate moment and focused on the brightening landscape.
"Father, brother, son. Let me go." It truly was unavoidable. Godric would die here with the rising sun.
"I won't let you die alone." Sookie took a step forward then paused, not knowing how to feel about Eric's statement.
"Yes, you will." At that, Eric sobbed and Sookie watched as Godric placed a gentle hand on his head. The proud Viking was pleading for Godric to live but rather than find it pathetic, it was a testament to their bond and love. "As your maker, I command you."
Eric rose and walked towards her, seeming defeated. It was only then that she saw his red tears. She struggled to find words to offer him. Instead, she clasped his hand as he walked by and gave it a squeeze, hoping the small gesture would do something. Eric appeared stark but he leveled his gaze on her, not quite focusing on her face.
"I'll stay with him." He gave her a short nod before retreating from the roof with a last, lingering glance at his maker.
As soon as Eric left the rooftop, Sookie turned her attention to Godric and spoke in Old Norse as she approached him. "Godric, why are you doing this?"
"50 years ago you told me you were weary of your existence as a Valkyrie." Sookie just nodded as he took in the view. "I've lived almost twice as long as you. Two thousand years of regrets and pain. I just want to find peace. You were right, I don't think like a Vampire anymore." He seemed amused by the sentiment.
"I didn't want to be right. Is there no way for you to reconsider?" She asked cautiously, meeting him closer to the edge of the roof.
"How is my choice any different from yours?" He answered her question with a question of his own.
"I'm not actively seeking death. I simply want to experience life before I die. Death isn't atonement. " She wondered if this was how he felt when she announced she would turn mortal. After all, becoming mortal was like seeking death for an immortal.
"I've lived 200 lifetimes."
"Godric, please. Please. Don't do this." The tears she tried to stop sprang forth and trailed down her cheeks. She gripped the front of his white shirt and then clung to him, wrapping her arms around his chest. "Please." The plea sounded desolate and pathetic, even to her ears. She felt his arms encircle her tentatively as his nose brushed her neck. He was one of her oldest friends and now that she had separated herself from her sisters, he was her only friend.
"I think this is our first hug." She was pleading for him to live and he was remarking on something as trivial as a hug. She felt him take a deep, unneeded breath and she prayed it gave him some comfort.
"Eric will be lost without you. I will be lost without you. Where would we all be without you micromanaging things?" Sookie released him and sniffled, the tears continuing to roll down her cheeks. Godric brushed her tears away the with his knuckles and gave her a small semblance of a smile.
"You two will take care of each other."
"And once I'm gone? You'd leave him alone?"
"You wouldn't leave him." He spoke with such fondness and confidence, as though she was going to stay with Eric forever.
"The way you think now, they would benefit from that." Sookie gestured wildly, her final attempt to talk him down. He was silent. "I know you're in pain but you could use it. Caution them not to make the same mistakes that you have. Godric. Please. Give it at least until the end of my lifetime. If then, you still think it futile, I will greet death with you." She cupped his face as she begged him to stay with her. She had seen too many of her sisters die and she had no desire to lose a friend as dear to her as Godric.
Sookie numbly half stumbled back to the hotel room, her eyes red from her tears.
She was so tired. The entire trip to Dallas was draining to say the least and her human body was feeling the strain even with Eric's blood still in her system. Somehow, in a daze, Sookie made it back to the room and was greeted with the sight of Eric sitting on the edge of the bed, deep in thought.
He stood when she closed the door behind her then appeared in front of her in a flash. She barely blinked an eye at his sudden movement. He crushed her to him, grasping her tightly to his chest.
"You saved him." His voice was full of emotion and gratitude. But she hadn't saved Godric, not really. She had simply bartered with him but Godric hadn't met the sun.
She smiled softly, her eyes half lidded from fatigue. Eric led her to the bed easily by the hand and Sookie could do no more than follow him, wanting nothing more than to sleep. The sun was already past the horizon, and though the light tight suite kept the sunlight from shining in, Sookie knew that it was getting brighter by the minute.
He sat down on the bed, drawing her close as he returned to holding her tightly in front of his open legs. Eric's head rested between her breasts. Sookie stiffened, not knowing what to do. She had never known Eric to be outwardly affectionate but when his arms crossed her back to wrap around her waist, she let out a breath and held him, relaxing in his arms. He had been sitting in this room, grieving alone, thinking that his maker would meet the true death at any moment. She allowed him to seek comfort in her embrace, unable to leave him to his grief.
"Why would he…?" Eric asked, his voice muffled by her dress.
"The years add up. I think he just has a lot of regrets." She spoke softly, afraid of upsetting him further. Sookie began to draw comforting circles on his back and ran her fingers through his hair, the repetitive motions only served to lull her closer to sleep. His strong arms crushed her to him. If she got any closer, she would have been straddling his lap. But as she comforted him, some of her own inner turmoil disappeared.
Perhaps she had been going about this wrong. She enjoyed being human but if a normal life entailed keeping her distance from Godric and Eric, perhaps she should reconsider. A normal human life had been fun for her at first but there was a part of her that found it mundane.
After a few seconds, Eric looked up from his position on the bed and Sookie wasn't shocked to see the red tint still on his cheeks and under his eyes. It pained her to see him hurting and even though Godric hadn't met the sun, it had been too close. Sookie cupped Eric's face and wiped away some of the blood with her thumbs. He appeared surprised at the gesture and she assumed it was because any normal human would be repulsed by a Vampire's red tears.
Eric's hands trailed down her back to the back of her thighs. With a gentle ease, he bent her knees and drew her closer until she rested her legs on his thighs, accepting all of her weight and forcing her to straddle him. Their faces were a hair's breath away and Sookie searched his blue eyes for a hint of what he was thinking. This wasn't him teasing her or manipulating her. She couldn't see his ulterior motive or any motivation other than wanting her comfort.
She couldn't resist and any earlier resolve she had of leaving him evaporated in that moment. Instead, relief flooded her. Sookie couldn't fight this anymore and she knew Eric would never let her go. So when he took her lips with his, she gave in.
This kiss was different from the others, it was slow and tender as he took his time. Her fingers wove themselves in his short hair and Eric's hands held her lower back to keep her steady. Eric nipped her lower lip, and she parted them, giving his tongue access.
Eric positioned them without breaking their kiss until she was on the bed with him leaning over her. Somehow, her legs were wrapped around his waist, causing her dress to ride up her thighs until they exposed her underwear. Sookie broke away from the kiss which had been growing more heated in order to catch her breath while Eric watched her intently, resting on his forearms. He boxed her in and seemed to struggle with a decision before placing a kiss on her forehead. Rolling to his back, Eric pulled her into his arms again but this time Sookie's head rested on his unmoving chest while her heart was hammering away in hers.
Confused at the sudden change, Sookie looked up at him. He caressed her cheek before placing another kiss to the top of her head. "Sleep." He said simply as he drew the blanket over their bodies. Sookie settled back in, sprawled on top of him and she neither had the will or a reason to leave the comfortable position she was in. Sighing in defeat, Sookie yawned and almost immediately fell asleep.
Eric felt calm enough to muse on the young slip of a woman who had unexpectedly changed nearly every aspect of his undead life. He still had questions about how she and Godric had met and what she was but for right now, he was grateful beyond measure. He was indebted to her and while his growing obsession for her would be a problem if others caught wind of it, Eric knew he couldn't let her go. He had to keep her close to keep her safe from other Vampires but Eric also didn't want to part from her. Even if she resisted his claim on her, to Eric, Sookie Stackhouse was irrevocably his.
He had been fully willing to meet the true death by Godric's side and though that had meant leaving Pam and Sookie behind, Eric had been resolved to do it. What was Sookie to his maker that Godric had listened to her but not him he wondered. He heard her steady breaths and the rhythm of her heart which betrayed nothing. But her blood. Even now, recalling the taste of her, Eric closed his eyes in pleasure.
One taste of her blood and he knew nothing could compare. It was ambrosia. No, it had been more than that. Her scent was just a hint of what she would taste like and that was intoxicating in and of itself. Any other Vampire would have drained her dry or at the very least locked her up and kept her on tap. Sookie's blood wasn't just delicious, it was powerful. That alone proved she couldn't be human. Being kept in the dark as to what Sookie truly was would make it harder for him to protect her. Eric couldn't and wouldn't allow any other Vampire to taste her. The mere thought of anyone else piercing her skin almost forced his fangs out in possessive aggression.
Turning to his side, Eric tightened his embrace and took a deep breath, assuring himself that Sookie was truly in his arms. Placing a final kiss to her temple, Eric drifted to sleep, knowing the bleeds wouldn't be far behind if he stayed up any longer.
Sookie awoke late in the afternoon, getting a good 10 hours of sleep. She was still tired and a bit groggy but immediately noticed the figure holding her, restricting her movement. Eric was warm from her body heat and she felt comfortable in his arms. Finding that problematic, Sookie tried to slip away but felt his arms tighten around her waist. Immediately, she became aware of the fact that one of his legs was between her thighs and her dress was bunched up around her ribs, leaving her sun kissed stomach exposed.
Damn idiot had been awake. She went from embarrassed to exasperated in a second. "Eric. Let me go." Sookie began struggling against him and she felt his chest rumble in a half growl. One of his hands cupped her ass over her panties and squeezed. Sookie grew horrified when a soft moan left her lips.
One of his powerful legs, still between her thighs, he rolled her onto her back and caged her in with his larger form. Sookie frowned at his deeply satisfied expression and she pressed her palms against his hard chest. He didn't budge. "Eri-" He cut her off with his lips and swallowed the rest of her objections.
Her thoughts melted away as they always did whenever Eric kissed her and the hands that had been pushing him away gripped his shirt to pull him closer. The Viking obliged by settling in closer to her body and slipping his tongue into her mouth. One of his hands caressed her hip before ascending up past her belly to slip under the material of her dress.
Her cheeks were flushed and she felt warm all over. She moaned softly when his calloused thumb rubbed against her hardened nipple, Sookie arched her back, asking for more contact. Eric bared down on her, pressing her deeper into the bed. Needing to breathe, Sookie broke away from the kiss, her lips swollen and wet.
When he pinched the nipple he'd been caressing, Sookie felt a tingle run through her. His every touch seemed to elicit a response in her and half of her didn't understand how he could unravel her so completely. Feeling his lips against her clavicle Sookie turned her head to the side, giving him access to her neck. Eric rewarded her with another pinch of her sensitive nipple before he nipped at the skin she offered him.
Her breaths came out in hot, short pants as Eric continued to touch her. Sookie felt hypersensitive and she had an inexplicable urge to rub herself against him in a catlike manner. When his hand retreated from her breast, Sookie moaned at the loss. She felt him chuckle against her skin and he distracted her by nibbling on her ear. When he tugged at her dress and drew it over her head, she allowed him to undress her, feeling too hot for it.
Eric drew away from her as he threw her dress to the side. It hit the ground with a soft thump. When she looked up at him with dazed eyes, she noticed him take in her nearly naked form. His gaze raked over her and she saw the heat in his eyes. She needed him to touch her. With another soft moan, she rolled her hips and tested the feel of the satin sheets against her bare skin.
Working on instinct, Sookie closed her eyes and arched her back slightly, as if to lure him back to her. It seemed to work. She let out a sharp cry when he took one of her hardened peaks into his mouth and sucked. Her fingers wove themselves into his short hair and she tugged at the blond strands. He growled against her and she felt his sharp fangs gently cross the valley of her breasts as he turned his attention to the other nipple.
Sookie rubbed herself against the thigh between her legs, hoping to ease the ache she had there. But Eric drew his leg back slightly so that she wouldn't be able to put much pressure there. One of his hands replaced his thigh, rubbing circles over her clit through the last scrap of fabric she had left. Her hips moved with his thumb, wanting more of the delicious friction. She was getting closer to something, her body grew taunt in anticipation of it.
His other hand cupped her face and Eric left her breasts to kiss her again. Her hands tugged at his shirt and slipped under it to feel his hard chest. When Eric pulled her panties down, she instinctively raised her hips to help him. With the last barrier gone, he touched her between her thighs, spreading the wetness he found there. Sookie moaned into his mouth.
"Eric." She panted, "please. Ah. Please." she didn't even know what she was asking for but she knew that he was the only one capable of giving it to her. A finger entered her slowly, stretching her walls for the first time and he groaned against her. Sookie felt his chest rumble in satisfaction and she dug her nails into his skin, trembling under him. When his finger would go no further, she bucked her hips against his hand. He withdrew then entered her again, starting a slow pace that left her wanting more.
She was driving him crazed. Every instinct told him to take her in every way possible. Eric barely kept himself from shedding his clothes and replacing his finger with his cock. He knew that this was her first time. He could feel the evidence of her innocence with his finger and wanted her to seek him out whenever she needed to. He was going to make her as dependent on him for release as possible. If she was going to drive him crazy with want, he would make sure she couldn't look at herself in the mirror or sit without thinking of him.
Already, her lithe body was responsive to his. He learned from her reactions what she liked best and Eric added a second finger, slowly stretching her untried muscles further. She was so tight, resisting his entry and gripping his fingers like a vice but she was wet enough for him to continue.
His attentions were focused solely on the woman beneath him. Her skin was flushed, calling to him. Eric made circles with his thumb over her clit, earning him a shaky moan and a firm buck of her hips. He continued the motion as his fingers pumped in and out of her core.
Incoherent phrases and words tumbled from her plump lips as she sought that edge, begging him to give it to her. He could see a light sheen of sweat over her body as she got closer to release. When he felt her walls flutter around his fingers and saw her back arch, he withdrew his fingers. She rolled her hips in desperation, nearly weeping from the loss.
Her blue eyes were bright as she reached for him, giving him a desperate kiss. He wouldn't let her come just yet. His fingers, still wet from her arousal gripped her thigh to steady her and to keep her from wrapping her legs around his waist. He wouldn't be able to control himself if he felt her wet heat on his arousal. He had no doubt he'd feel it though his pants. "Eric." she was panting, struggling to find the words. "I need you." She moaned as if in pain, her brows drawn tight in frustration as she undulated beneath him wantonly.
Sookie pulled the hand he had on her thigh and placed it back on her core. Minx. Trailing a finger along her wet folds, he grinned when she shivered and took a sharp breath. "When you feel this need, you'll come to me. Won't you?" He asked, still teasing her.
"Yes!" She cried, shaking.
"I'm the only one who can ease this pain." He told her, entering her with two fingers again. She shut her eyes as she moaned in affirmation. Feeling he left her breasts neglected, he took a rosy peak into his mouth and sped up his fingers. Soon her inner walls were clenching around them and this time, he had no intention of stopping. With a cry of his name, she came around his fingers, still pumping into her tight sheath. Her back arched off the bed and Eric couldn't keep himself from sinking his fangs into her breast and taking a deep pull of her addicting blood.
Her already delicious essence was laced with the endorphins of her pleasure. When he withdrew his fangs from her flesh, he followed the trails of blood with hungry eyes before nicking his thumb and closing her wounds. He lapped at the trails of blood over her skin, licking her clean. He removed his fingers from her core and lapped at her essence, letting it mingle with the taste of her blood. This was a good way to start the night.
He grinned mischievously, planning on waking like this every night. Sookie was utterly beautiful. Her skin was flushed pink and she was glistening. Eric listened to her heart rate steady and her breaths calm and wondered briefly how she would react.
He should have known Sookie would never disappoint. She lifted her arms to wrap them around his neck and drew him down for lazy kiss. She seemed to almost purr when he placed more weight on her until he could feel her hardened nipples against his chest and pressed her into the bed. The little devil had a satisfied smile on her face, taunting him with her naked, pleased, and glowing aura while he was fully clothed and painfully hard.
Eric had planned to make her addicted to him but fell deeper into her trap. Knowing he had to ease her into this, he withdrew from her warmth and planned a cold shower with his hand. Eric had expected to feel some anger coming from her but he didn't. Even after she came down from her high and had time to process, he felt no anger coming through to him from their bond. The dynamic in their relationship had changed while they were in Texas.
After his shower, Eric exited the bathroom and went back to the room, still dripping wet and naked. When Sookie caught sight of him, she turned her head, her heart beating quickly. He couldn't hide his self satisfied grin when she avoided his gaze and rushed to the bathroom to take a shower.
Her flight back to Bon Temps was tonight and Eric was supposed to go with her but he wanted to spend some time with Godric to make sure everything was okay. When he suggested she stay with him in Houston for another week, she reminded him that she had to get back to work. Eric had been reluctant to let her leave his sight but conceded.
Haha. Congrats Eric, you played yourself. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, don't forget to leave a review if you did. I started law school this fall so I'm slowly being drowned in work.
