A/N: I have thrown in a phrase that I will be using quite often in this story from here on out. That is 'a vic'. It is a derivation of Mhic which is Gaelic for 'my son'. A little insight into Kyries origin.
"How is that even relevant?" Godric asked out loudly. He stood in front of the fire that crackled and popped. Kyrie stood in front of him with her hands placed firmly against her hips cocking her stance slightly.
"It is relevant because I said it was." She replied. Eric watched amused as the two argued over something he was certain the two would soon forget by the time they started shouting at each other.
He couldn't help but feel a small pang of guilt that they were now fighting but at the same time it was too amusing not to listen. He sat cross legged on the ground and sat quietly.
"There is nothing wrong with it Kyrie. It's the same as when you and I are together." Godric stated.
"No it's different since it wouldn't be you it would be him." She said pointing at Eric who only smirked.
"Kyrie it is your responsibility to maker sure that he is taken care of in every way possible and if that means having sex with him to make sure he doesn't go insane and take out an entire village..."
"Oh, so is that the reason why you decided to sleep with me. To make sure I didn't lose my mind and put your safety in danger." Kyrie interrupted.
"You were different. You were a virgin. He is not. He is used to having sex. Males are generally different from females and vampire males need that release otherwise they can become very violent." Godric was about one or two more sentences away from shutting down. Kyrie could tell he was extremely upset over the fact the she hadn't obeyed him from the start and on top of it she had questioned him.
Eric had only been with them for a couple of years but he had drastically changed their lives. He was curious and anxious to learn about his new life. It didn't seem to faze him by the constant questions he dizzied his makers with. When an idea struck him he would linger on until he either resolved it or found something else to perplex himself with.
The effect he had had on his makers was profound. Most nights he drove Godric mad with his questions compiled with the fact that he couldn't obey direct commands. Kyrie on the other hand was impressed with his bluntness. His questions had created her own questions that seemed to circulate in her head on a regular basis. She began to wonder more about Godric and why he went about things the way that he did.
Godric and Eric were the only two vampires that she had met. Generally Godric stayed away from all types of civilization unless he were engaging in a battle or feeding. Which led to another troubling aspect of Erics personality. Unfortunately for his makers he seemed to crave being around other people. He wasn't accustomed to not having a clan to belong to with people always around him.
After much discussion Godric and Kdown decided it would be best for their progeny if they set down some roots in a small village. By luck they found an abandoned home that had needed minimal work. During the day they slept in the dark root cellar. Eric had insisted on a bed so Kyrie mended together grain sacks that had been in the cellar and stuffed them with soft straw. Godric still slept on the dirt floor while Kyrie enjoyed the luxury of a bed once again.
"Fine! You want me to sleep with him then? Fine!" Kyrie shouted at her maker with clenched fists at her side. "Let's get this over with." She stomped off towards the trap door that led into the cellar. Eric was behind her every step of the way.
"I don't understand why I can't just be with a human." He said as Kyrie plopped herself down on her bed.
"It's different than before. You aren't human anymore and sometimes a young vampire doesnt always know his own strength. You could inadvertently kill a mortal with out meaning to." She explained. Eric cocked a brow at her in question. "And that could be bad because it could possibly compromise you. That can lead to being captured and even the true death. At least this way if you become violent I can take it and you can learn how to be careful."
Eric nodded his head and sat beside her taking her hand in his. She was trembling, visibly. "Kyrie?" He said softly to her. She turned her head away from him to hide her nervous smile for a moment. "It's fine if you don't want to do this."
Kyrie turned her full attention back to her progeny and smiled at him slyly. "I am fine." She stated climbing into his lap to straddle his hips. She pushed down on his shoulders gently to lay him down. She leaned down placing her lips against his gently at first until he caught hers between his teeth. He wrapped his arms around her waist holding onto her tightly. His fangs descended cutting through both her top and bottom lip. She gasped slightly and began to tremble again.
Eric pushed her away slightly looking guilty. "Sorry." He whispered out through his fangs. Kyrie only shook her head.
"It's alright a vic. That is why we are here." She said running her hands under his shirt. Her fingers prodded his muscles and traced the rivulets that dipped into his flesh.
He reached up and untied the leather strips that kept her dress together. The material fell off her shoulders to rest on her arms exposing her chest. With a little assistance from Eric it came off completely.
A broad smirk crossed his features lighting up his face considerably. Kyrie couldn't help but smile back. "See something you like?" She whispered to him.
"Oh I see a lot of things that I like." He replied. Eric sat himself up a bit straighter snapping his fangs back up. He wrapped her arms around his neck and held onto her tightly. His lips grazed her neck and trailed down her chest to lay light kisses on her breasts. Kyrie let out a soft moan and kissed the top of his head burying her face in his dark blonde locks.
She heard him begin to growl and knew that the foreplay wouldn't last very long. He grasped at her waist tightly and flipped her to change positions. She scratched lightly at his shoulders and back as he took himself out and lined himself up with her. She couldn't help but be impressed with his expertise given their height difference.
He gave no warning that he was going to advance. He just did. The shock of pain sent a ripple through her causin her to arch her back and let out a soft whimper. Every time she had intercourse it was uncomfortable at first. Normally it tapered off enough that she was able to enjoy herself. However this was a very different sensation from what she was accustomed to while having sex. Eric was much bigger than Godric. She could feel herself stretch and tear under his administrations. He pulled himself in and out of her quickly with great force.
She could feel him pushing against her insides as much as he could and as hard as he could. She wanted to throw him off and scream at him about self control but there was a small part of her that wanted him to be able to fully release himself; who knew if he would ever get the chance again. With thatcin mind she laid underneath him miserable and just waited for it to be over.
Despite the pain her mind began to wander back to her life before she became a vampire. This predicament was similar to the one she had fought her parents over to avoid; laying under a man for the sake of being a good wife. She supposed she was kind of like Godrics wife in aloose sense. On the other hand the bond that they shared went much deeper than any human couple could ever have.
If she reached back far enough in her memories she could remember her parents and their relationship. They seemed to know what the other was thinking at all times. She could recall the looks they would give each other that related an entire conversation with out a word spoken between the two of them. It had always fascinated her. There were looks that she shared with Godric where she thought she could tell what he was thinking or at least the train of thought he was on and vice versa.
Eric began to push faster and harder, if that were possible. The pain tripled as she heard and felt a pop somewhere in her lower back. After it gave she didn't feel anything. Eric tensed and slowed his pace letting out a groan that resonated deep in his throat before he finally stopped and rolled off of her.
"Feel better?" She asked remaining calm even though she was worried he had done serious damage to her. She couldn't seem to move her legs while her arms tingled with electric shocks. Eric had his eyes closed and seemed to be dozing off. He looked relieved and at peace, for that Kyrie was grateful.
"I wasn't too rough was I?" He asked sitting up. Kyrie offered a weak head shake.
"No, I just need a rest is all." She stated trying not to sound too pathetic. "You should go feed a vic." She hoped that he would take her up on the suggestion for just this once.
Luckily for her Eric nodded and smirked down at her as he stood and readjusted his clothing. "Need anything?" He asked softly.
"Just Godric if you don't mind." She said summing up the best smile she could. She could feel it faltering as he climbed the wooden ladder that led to the first floor of the house. She heard the wooden trap door open and shut.
Footsteps creaked above her along with muffled voices. Her arms had stopped tingling and now felt like dead weight. Her lower extremities still refused to move at all. Panic began to set in as she willed her body to move only to receive nothing in response.
The door opened once again and in an instant Godric was kneeling by her side. "What's wrong?" He asked immediately.
"I can't move my body." She said weakly.
"You let him savage you, didn't you?" Godric sat back on his heels and rested his hands on his knees.
"I just wanted him to enjoy himself." She replied.
"Yes well, be it as may, the entire point of this was for you to teach him reserve so he doesn't break someone in half." Godric reprimanded.
"Sorry to disappoint you so." She said. "Next time will be different.".
"There will not be a next time for you until Eric can be taught to hold back." Godric said almost with a huff. "I'll just have to do it myself. The same as I do with everything that involves your responsibility."
Godric stood up crossing his arms in front of him staring down at her before he turned to leave.
"Godric, don't tell Eric that he hurt me." She said. Godric paused for a moment longer before he was gone.
Kyrie shut her eyes tightly finally giving up on attempting to move. Godric would get her something to feed off of and she would rest. The next night she would be fine. It wasn't the first time she had been badly injured and with her current track record figured it probably wouldn't be the last either.
A cold hand rested against her forehead bringing her back to consciousness. She cracked open her eyes to meet Eric's.
"Here. Drink this." He said softly. He helped her sit up and held the wooden saucer to her lips. She gulped down the blood heartily feeling it course through her. She could feel it working as he laid her back down gently. "Why didn't you tell me that I was hurting you?" He asked abruptly. Kyrie groaned feeling her blood boil a bit.
"Eric it's fine." She said offering a smile.
"No it isn't fine Kyrie. I didn't want to hurt you. I care about you. When Godric told me the condition I left you in...I just...it just tore me up." He said. Kyrie braced herself propping herself up on one elbow.
"Eric it's fine." She said again resting her head against his lap. She took one of his hands in hers. "Next time will be different." Eric remained silent squeezing her hand.