They were silent as they lay wrapped in each others arms. There was no tension, there was no anxiety, there was just the sound of the fire crackling in the hearth. It had been months since she had had sex, it was well worth the wait. He could feel how happy she was. The feeling of his hands through her hair was hypnotic. Before she knew it she was being pulled under by sleep. She had not moved off of his body, he certainly did not seem to mind. Just as she drifted away he whispered in her ear, "Sookie, I could love you." He felt a wave of pure happiness as she fell asleep on top of him.
Her next memory was Eric's mouth on her neck. His cool lips and tongue had snapped her right out of her slumber. "Hmm, did I fall asleep?" she yawned.
"Oh Yes, it has been about forty five minutes. I obviously tired you out. I am hoping that your beautiful body has rested enough to enjoy my attentions again." He grinned widely, showing fang.
She knew this to be true , the minute she felt his tongue drag across her shoulder she felt her body start to burn down below. She decided to play along.
"Umm, I'm just not sure. You are adequate enough with your attentions," she paused her teasing to wink at her vampire. "I'm just not sure, I'm feeling kind of sore, and unclean...perhaps you can think of a way to put me in a more ready mood?" She breathed. She had started tracing circles around his hard nipples with her finger tips. She pinched one in between her fingers and he growled her name. "Any idea's?" She asked.
He immediately stood up, she was still wrapped around his body. Her legs locked behind his back, she looked into his eyes as he transported them into the bathroom. He started the hot water and regulated the temperature to ensure she was not burned. He put her under the flow of the shower head and stepped in behind her. His hands traced circles around her tummy and she giggled at the feeling. He bent to her ear and breathed the words that she had fantasied about so many times, "Turn around, lover."
She immediately obeyed and he was washing her shoulders and back just as he had done all those months ago. She closed her eyes and remembered their first time in this very place. He lowered his face to her neck and whispered, "Have we ever made love?" She knew what he was doing, it melted her heart. She shook her head "No". "Then I was a fool". His eyes glowed with the recollection of these events, and she knew this was the case. He was doing this for her. As though it had been rehearsed and practiced, she turned to him, just as she had done before, and began to wash him.
He dropped before her and kissed her body. He was overcome with emotion. "I remember every inch of your body in this shower. I remember what made you moan. I remember that you didn't turn me away, even though you were afraid of what was happening." He was recreating every move he had done to her body. She had remembered this place so many times, and now he was proving that he too could remember . As he slid his fingers inside her body he looked at her.
"Now, if I remember correctly, this made your body rock in the most desirable way." He knew he was right, he didn't expect an answer. All she could do was smile at him. She tossed her head back and let the water pour down on her body. The hot water, his cool hands, and suddenly, his cool mouth. While his fingers circled inside of her, his tongue circled outside of her. The sensation was incredible, he timed the rhythm of his fingers and his mouth perfectly. Slow and gentle, not at all harsh and forceful. He slowed his pace even further in order to savor her longer.
"Don't you dare stop what you are doing." She begged, breathlessly.
With his fingers still in motion he took his mouth away for but a moment. "Lover, I have no plans on stopping anything I am doing. I am going to show you just how adequate I am. I could not stop enjoying you even if you pressed a silver chain into my flesh. Brace yourself lover, the night is still young." He promised with an Eric smirk and wink and continued back to work with his mouth. The minute his mouth was back in place her hands were in his hair and he picked up his pace just enough. Her head fell back and her body jerked with pleasure.
"Oh God, Oh God...Eric", she was convulsing and he knees practically gave out. The sight, the sound of his name from her lips, the feel of her orgasm actually brought him to his own. He was shocked at his release.
"I must say Sookie, that is the first time another's pleasure alone has brought me so much of my own." He was relaxed, he was quiet. She knew she was climaxing with her because of the pressure in his hands and shoulders, and then the sudden relaxation. She was too involved in her own feeling to notice the building noise of pleasure vibrating from his throat.
All she could do was laugh. She was catching her breath and felt her legs giving out. He wrapped his massive arms around her body and held her up. She licked the water off of him as it trickled down his shoulder and past his arm. "May I ask if you are feeling less sore and more clean? After all, that was the plan. Am I correct in my assumption, lover?" She laughed, she was caught.
"Absolutely, I'm definitely feeling nice and clean, and after that my muscles are like Jello." She sighed into his chest, wishing he could appreciate what Jello really was.
With that he turned the water off and stepped out of the shower. He wrapped her in a towel and dried her off everywhere he saw droplets of water. She did the same for him, only he did not shiver in the cool air. He immediately saw that she was cold and wrapped his body around hers. He had no body heat, but the heat their bodies created together was warm enough. He placed his hands on the sides of her face and kissed her. It felt like he was reaching for her belly through her mouth. It was so incredibly deep and intense.
"Everything he does with his mouth is an art form." she thought to herself. She was quickly warming up. He moaned desperately into her mouth when she nipped at his tongue. Her hands had found his perfect butt and they were kneading and pulling him closer to her. It was the most gorgeous ass she had ever seen and it was in her hands. He loved feeling her pulling him close to her. She desired him so completely, just as he did her. Her hot breath on his chest was unbearable. He grabbed her, kissed her hard, and pulled away. He looked at her with eyes that were...hungry.
"Sookie, I'm going to throw you down on this bathroom floor and I am going to fuck you until you come with me inside of you. My gracious plenty will prove much more than...adequate." He was committed, he was hungry for her.
His vulgar description had turned her fire into an explosion. Before she knew what was happening he was following through on his words. She was pinned to the bathroom floor. He had her hands above her head, held tightly by the wrists. His other hand was furiously rubbing her breasts as he positioned himself on top of her. He pushed into her deeply and she cried out. Out of instinct she went to wrap her arms around him, but they were being held above her head by his massive hand. She was helpless at trying to free them.
"I plan on fucking you senseless, lover." He spoke softly as she watched him. Again his choice of words really got her going. He was not slow and savory as he had been earlier. He was fast and very dominant. He was not being forceful with her, no lines were being crossed, he was just...in charge. It turned her on in so many ways. He pounded into her and she cried out in pleasure. She could hardly keep pace and thought she was going to die if he did not let he touch him. He dragged his tongue over her chest and neck as her hands tried to free themselves.
"Am I adequate, lover?" He demanded an answer.
"Yes, Eric...Yes..." She cried.
He laughed at her breathlessness and he released her hands. She flung them around him grabbing every inch of flesh she could. She rubbed, she pulled, she grabbed the small of his back. She dug her fingernails into the skin and she could feel the blood start the leak from his skin. This excited him even more and he picked up his already fast pace. He was going for the gold.
"God how I love fucking you" He yelled into the air.
He had no idea why he now was being so brash and vulgar, but she didn't care. This was the Eric she had known before he was cursed. She now had the opportunity to make love to the beautiful Eric, and the Viking. It was hard to decide which one she liked better. His words were so perfect, she would have been worried if he had carried on with the puppy dog Eric all evening.
She could feel herself getting ready to climax and she still had a few tricks up her sleeve. Not believing she was about to do this, she took a deep breath and grabbed a fistful of his blond mane.
"Look at me, lover", she demanded in a voice that was hard for him to dismiss. His eyes flew to hers and they sparkled. Oh, he was very excited with this turn of events.
"If you love fucking me, then you make me come right now. Make me scream your name, make me come like I've never come before!". Her words shocked her, she had never been so forward, so direct, so...naughty.
He was in absolute heaven and he took her words to heart. He shifted himself slightly and thrusted, long and deep. He sank his fangs into her breast and drew on the wound. His hips were still pounding and she grabbed his head again. This time she drew his bloody lips to her mouth. "Watch me, look at me". She climaxed as her tongue slipped into his mouth. Her hands clenched the hair around his face. She moaned and gasped for what seemed like forever. His hands flew to her hair and her shoulders. She knew he was reaching his own orgasm. He kept his mouth on hers, along with his eyes and breathed her name into her mouth.
"Sookie...Sookie", his body was relaxing and his hips were stopping their thrusts. He laid on top of her, supporting his weight so he did not crush her. He rested his head on her chest and let his tongue lick the fresh wound on her breast. He listened as her heart raced and the blood flowed through her body. She was exhausted, the emotions of the night were creeping up on her. Before she knew what was happening she felt the tears falling from her eyes.
"Have I hurt you?" He looked concerned
"God no. Eric, you were incredible, perfect. It's me. Please, you have to understand." She searched for the right words. And for a moment he was sure this was the end, if he had a heart it would have stopped at that very moment. "Eric, we shared so much in this house, we were so happy even though I knew it was going to end badly, I never, never thought I would end up here again with you, especially with everything else that has happened since our time here." Her eyes swelled with more tears. "You don't know how many nights I laid in my bed and thought about the joy, the intimacy, the pleasure. I prayed that you would remember. But, in the very next thought I saw that woman and her blood everywhere. I saw you laying on my kitchen floor with a bullet wound that was meant for me. And I prayed, I prayed harder that you wouldn't remember." He held her close and kissed her tears. "Being here with you, like this, Eric, I have lost a lot in my life,too much. I just couldn't stand it if I lost this. It was hard enough the first time, but I got through it. I don't know if I could do it again, I'm sorry." She sobbed.
He picked her up off the bathroom floor and carried her into the bedroom. He carefully slid her under the sheets and placed himself next to her. He was facing her and they were directly at eye level. He brushed the hair away from her face and kissed her eyes.
"You listen to me now you stupid woman", he smiled so she knew he was kidding. "It is not only you that suffered the loss of our time together. I could feel that there was something here and it was maddening to not know the full extent. You brought me more happiness in days than I have felt in centuries, I have told you this before." He was quiet and sullen. "Sookie, it is not only you that could not handle another loss. I would be unable to handle the physical pain of being torn away from you again. To think of us again, happy, Sookie, that is all I think about." He looked into her eyes.
She knew he meant every word because she could feel it in his soul. She tucked her head under his chin and into his shoulder. How many times had they rested like this in the past? It was so peaceful. She let his words echo in her mind, "To think of us again, happy, it is all I think about." These words brought her greater peace than she had ever expected. She snuggled more tightly and held his hand in hers. She glanced quickly at the clock, it was after 2:30am. She could feel how heavy her eyes were but she knew they had not settled everything quite yet. She remembered that she had wanted to tell Eric about Hunter, about his gift.
"Eric", She whispered
"Shh", he hushed her very softly, "Whatever it is, it can wait. Tomorrow is another day lover." He stroked her hair with his fingers and she immediately felt the pull of sleep. She did not want to give in as there was still things on her mind, but it was no use. Her body was tired from hours of pleasure and her mind was tired from hours of emotions. He lifted her chin and kissed her gently on the lips.
"Hmm...Thank You" She said, softly and dreamily as she drifted.
"Sookie, I was not honest with you earlier. I told you that I could love you. The truth is...I already do. I love you." He whispered so low that it was almost unheard. He knew he said this just as she fell asleep, but he also know that she heard him and she would remember. Her lips smiled and she tightened her fingers around his. He could feel in their bond that she was in love with him too, he was never more happy than at that moment. He watched her sleep and he was thankful. All of this nights memories were his, theirs, and nothing or no one could take them away.