A/N: Once again I have been encouraged to write another side-story to Do Not Deny Me, Lover.
I greatly suggest you read at least Chapter 3 (maybe the end of Chapter 2) in Do Not Deny Me, Lover. This isn't going to make much sense to others who have not.
Side story to Chapter 3
I heard his fangs come out. I was so used to the sound; I could probably pick it out a mile away. It wasn't like I felt it was a duty I had to do when having sex with a vampire; I wanted him to drink from me. I wanted to feel the sharp little prick of his teeth and then the passion afterwards. I pulled my hair up and away from my neck. I used to be repulsed by this but this is what happens when you love someone. You both compromise; Eric doesn't see any other women, and to my constant refusal, protects me. I, in turn, let him feed on me.
I felt my body give a slight shutter. He had defined the side of my body with his fingers. He didn't need to breathe but I guess if you want to smell something you have to. That's what he did after he lifted a piece of my golden hair. I'm guessing, just at the act of smelling my hair; he was turned on and I could feel him growing harder against my bottom.
If he wasn't fast enough I was going to cut myself on something. The suspense was killing me.
He shocked me by swiftly biting my neck. I cried out in pleasure then in surprise when everything turned bleach white.
'Am I in his thoughts again?' I asked myself.
"No," whispered a man's voice. "Hello, Sookie. It's been too long"
When I turned to look at the voice, I recognized him at once. "Niall" I smiled to my great-great grandfather.
"Sookie, sit, we must talk." He gestured towards an identical red velvet chair. "Your Viking is struggling to stop draining you."
"What?" I partially screamed as I half fell into the deep chair. Who the hell starts off a conversation with a casual 'You could die if your vampire doesn't stop sucking your blood'? Why wouldn't Eric stop anyway? He's got a thousand years to perfect to the second when enough is too much.
"Mr. Northman is overwhelmed because of your nature, our nature." He paused to look around at the room. It gave me time to recompose myself. "It is in your blood, dear one. No matter how little the amount, you are Fae. Fairies have always had hardships with vampires. It is exactly the point we state when we hide from them. They use us, drain us, they threaten what we care for most. Our families and our secrecy. Every chance they get, they steal our light."
"I thought it harms the supes. Why would they want something that injures them? The light, the thing that comes out from my hands, I know that hurts Maenads and vampires. Why should Eric Northman be any different?"
"Because you," he paused, and it was a bit awkward waiting for the rest of his reply. It was as if he was deciding what to do next. "You, Sookie, have chosen him."
I just stared at him, 'what the hell does that mean?'
"As another note, you are shooting Mr. Northman right now. It doesn't seem to be harming him at all. You should have nothing to worry about."
"Chosen him for what? If this is another fucking Fairy thing, I've got news. I am a fairy and I am inclined to know what is going on in my life!" I seriously thought about stamping my foot, just to make myself clear. I was too preoccupied at my actions, I didn't realize Niall's. He had vanished.
"What the fuck, does everyone avoid me now?" I spoke my thoughts aloud.
"Hello Sookie"
Jesus Christ, Sheppard of Judea! I swear my heart stopped. "Oh!"
I took a moment to regain my composer. "Where did Niall go? He wasn't finished with our conversation. He needs to explain to me some things."
"I am Chloe. Niall has asked me to look after you for a bit. I took over a little bit ago, after Claudine died." She gave a small sniffle.
"so you're like a replacement fairy godmother?"
"no" she replied, " I just do what Niall asks, usually its talking with other fairy royals but he's asked me to speak to you about your discussion." She had a cute, sing-song voice. She was blond but with a long braid down her back, I saw it was intertwined with ribbons and lesser white flowers. "There are things you need to not speak about when talking with other vampires, or even humans, for that matter."
"I'm not about to go running off to the next news reporter selling my story to the highest bidder." I said sarcastically, I disliked when people didn't let me have a chance to explain myself.
"I believe you to be trustworthy, Sookie. You must be careful to not explain in exact detail what has gone on here in you meeting with King Niall. Am I clear?"
Her elfin features were strangely serious, I was getting used to her sweet smile and childlike looks. "Yes ma'am." I knew I couldn't sneak by Eric's knowing gaze and lie. I cannot simply tell him I've blacked out and seen nothing, that was too simple, he would find out somehow. "What am I to tell Eric?"
"The minor details, I am not worried with. But your meeting with me and Niall telling you about why your light has not hurt your lover…" she stopped herself quickly and stood straighter. "Anything else that doesn't give away what has happened is fine to share"
"Ok" I stressed the word as I was contemplating arguing with her. I was afraid she would bite my head off if I asked more though.
"It was nice meeting you, Sookie. Your vampire is about to stop and you will be returned. Remember. You. Can. Not. Tell. Him." She made each word clear and distinct, its own sentence. "No matter what he asks or does to try to get you to tell." It was all she said before she popped away.
The next moment I was struggling for my breath. I sat up and felt Eric jolt next to me.
"Sookie" I was flooded with an onset of ease.
I knew just what I was going to tell him.
"Oh my god, Eric!"
A/N Did that sedate your thirsts? At least for a bit? Please review!
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