Chapter 18

Wash It All Away

Sookie slowly opened her eyes.

So dark.

Not my blankets.

Sheets smell different.

Her eyes flew around wildly but couldn't pierce the black.

Not my bed! Where am I?

Before the smell of Eric's shirt she was wearing could reach her nose, to remind her of the surroundings, she tumbled out of bed. Tangling her legs in the bed clothes, she lost her balance and fell sideways.

SMACK!

The crack of her skull against the solid oak dresser was loud and ugly. A whimper slipped from her lips and she gripped onto the dresser's edge as the dizziness worsened her disorientation. The sudden instinct to flee and find a source of light overpowered her. After banging her knees against the opposite wall twice she found a doorway. The handle gave way and she stumbled through into a room lit by a glowing computer screen. The harsh brightness stung her eyes and did little to bring any comfort or realization as to where she was. Thumping pressure coursed through her head and she rocked on her feet. The focus, needed to stay upright, was now too much and Sookie crumpled forward in front of a bookshelf. A surge of pain accompanied each pulse as blood rushed to the head wound. Sookie lightly fingered the cut and was met with sticky wetness. She tried to focus on her fingers to find the cause of the moisture but her vision was still too blurry. She waved her hand back and forth in front of her face watching the hazy movement catch up with itself. On the next pass her finger nicked something sharp and metallic. Sookie blinked again a few times which seemed to help clear the fuzziness. When the metal object began to take shape before her eyes, Sookie's fragile and loosely pieced-together mind became un-glued.

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She didn't hear Eric shouting her name downstairs.

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Only the sound of wicked, mocking laughter.

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She didn't see Eric standing in the doorway.

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Only the sight of her blood trickling off the tip of a serrated knife.

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She didn't recoil when Eric's hands gripped her arms.

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Only flinched when the back of a hand met the side of her face.

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She didn't feel the chill from Eric's dripping wet arms embracing her.

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Only felt her flesh being torn away by silver jaws of death.

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"Sookie! What happened? Sookie! Open your eyes! Please! Why are you bleeding? FUCK!!! SAY SOMETHING!!!" She thrashed to free herself.

"Stoppit! Stoppit! No more! Please! Oh god! Eric! Please come! Please! Where are you?!" She screeched and flung out her arms in defense against an invisible foe. "Don't cut me again! I can't…caaaann't take it anymore! STOP PLEASE!" Her hyperventilating breath came out in grunts now as defiant rage bubbled to the surface and it brought Eric to his knees but he would not let go of her.

"Sookie! Please come back to me? What is happening?" He stroked her hair away from her face but the eyes he saw staring back at him recognized nothing but fear, pain and torment.

She is reliving it all, right here in my arms.

"Sookie, it's not real! You must listen me! Follow my voice. Come back to me!"

Between each of her sobs she lashed out words meant to intimidate and threaten. "My grandfather is going to kill you both! And you won't be laughing when my vampire rips out your tongues before he cuts you in half with his sword!" Sookie closed her eyes again in another fit of gut wrenching pain which in turn passed through the bond to Eric. But he was able to manage the physical torment just as any vampire his age should. Her emotional agony cut into him deeper, but after a moment it lightened and Sookie laughed bitterly.

She is laughing? Did she really laugh that night?

"Time for another round of bowling for vampires, baby!" She sobbed again before choking out another scornful laugh. "Come on, baby, I know how much you love to play and I've got two perfect heads for you right here!" Tears spilled over as her rising voice filled the room. Each word shook her whole frame as they burst from her diaphragm. "And they will roll, you sick bastards! He'll make your heads roll…you'll see…you'll see-hee-hee-hee! Aaaaaah! ERIC!!! Come for me baby…I know you'll come for me…know you'll come for me…know you'll…Nnngaaaah! No more! No more! Ple-hee-hee-hees!"

No further words came. Just her suffering screams and shuddering spasms.

"Sookie. My love." Crimson tears slid down his face as Eric squeezed her tighter. "Please feel my comfort. I am here now. Please hear me." But her cries of agony continued and he could only hug her closer, nuzzling her cheek. More blood tears slipped down and began dripping onto her face.

"Sookie."

Another tear fell, landing on her closed eyelid.

"So sorry, my angel."

One dropped silently onto the tip of her nose.

"I know I failed you."

A droplet came down on her chin.

"Never will I deserve your forgiveness."

The next two tears fell, one on her lip and one directly onto her tongue.

"You are too good for this world, my love."

Two further drops fell into her open mouth still screaming from the torture.

"So precious to me. I will NOT fail you again. I swear it, my love." His lips kissed hers, transferring more blood tears before whispering into her mouth, "I love you, Sookie Stackhouse. Love you eternally, my angel." Eric kissed her again but this time…she kissed back.

Eric immediately felt her respond to him as she returned to the here and now. Her lips and tongue feasted on his mouth, lapping away the red tears that had gathered there. Eric sobbed with relief and joy. "Oh my sweet Sookie." His tongue fought with hers as they each tried to dominate the kiss. "Love you so much!" He sucked her bottom lip before allowing her to lick up the blood along his jaw and cheek bone. Then their lips met again with fiery passion spurring on another round of kisses. They couldn't taste enough of each other. Their love and lust consuming them as they tried to consume each other. "Love you so much…mmm…my love…so much, it fucking hurts!" Sookie bit down on Eric's lip drawing blood that she greedily sucked down. "Aaah, yeah!"

Drink, my angel! Drink all you want. Drain me dry if you so wish it! I am your's!

Once the tare closed Sookie whimpered with the fount now run dry. "Need more." Her bottom lip quivered and her eyes welled up again.

Eric lifted his wrist to his mouth to rip it open for her but hesitated when a noise came from downstairs. His hesitation distracted Sookie for a moment as she reached for her head. "Eric, what happened? I woke up and didn't know where I was and then…Ow!" Though it had already started to heal, the swelling gauge on her head still stung when she touched it. Eric brought his attention back to Sookie after glancing towards the hallway. "Pam is here."

"Master!" Pam's voice was alarmed and became louder as she dashed up the stairs towards Sookie's room. "Are you alright?" When she reached the doorway and spied Sookie lying in Eric's arms she stepped back and gasped. Averting her eyes and turning to leave she voiced her apologies, "Forgive me, I should not have…"

"Pam! Wait!" Eric stood up and stared deeply into Sookie's eyes. "My love, I need to speak to Pam very briefly. Can I tuck you back in for a moment." Sookie's lip continued to quiver but she nodded bravely. "I promise I will be right back. Stay here and warm up for now, my angel." Eric kissed her forehead avoiding the cut that now looked more like a slight graze due to his healing effect on her. He righted the blankets over her and turned towards the door. In that moment she became aware of a few things that had, until then, slipped her notice. For one, her Viking was pacing away from her bed without a stitch of clothing on. Secondly he was dripping wet from head to toe. Water, still streaming down from his hair, made rivulets through the hills and valleys of his muscular back all the way down to his glorious ass. As if sensing her eyes there, Eric turned his head and looked at her again over his shoulder catching her ogling, red-handed.

"Save that thought, love. I will return shortly." He winked at her before disappearing down the hall.

The third thing she realized was the lovely sensation of warmth the blankets were now bringing to her. She hadn't felt the chill that being in Eric's wet arms had put into her. Kinda hard to feel a chill when you have a sexier than hell Viking slamming a thousand years of expertise into his kisses. Especially when pledges of love accompanied said kisses.

Eric said he loved me…so much it hurt. Ohgodohgodohgod!

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"IamsorrymasterIdidn'tmeanto…"

Eric put his hand up to stop her babbling. He could feel her regret and fear as he towered over his child. "Stop your fretting, Pam, I am not upset with you." She immediately felt his reassurance and sighed before cocking and eyebrow and placing a hand on her tilted hip.

"Well then are you going to tell me why you are naked, wet and smelling to high heaven?" She eyed the floor before continuing, "And why in the hell there are fish entrails on your carpet?"

Eric glanced to where she had motioned to. He forgot it all when he felt Sookie's terror. All that mattered in that moment was saving her from whatever was attacking her. Finding her in that state and remembering the look she had given him when he knew she saw not him but some unearthly horror made him flinch. The sickening thought sobered him and he started to explain the events of the evening to Pam.

"I was gutting some fish that I had gathered from the lake for the meal I was preparing for Sookie…"

"You were cooking?" She was utterly shocked.

"Don't interrupt me!" He curtly shut her and her amused tone down. "It is hard enough to speak of this without your outbursts." She nodded and blinked slowly to show her deference. "I was in the middle of preparing the fish I had caught when I felt Sookie's…distress…when I found her she had a cut on her head and was backed up into a corner of my office trembling with fear. She was mumbling something about an old photo, and a family of farmers watching her. I tried to rouse her from her daze but when I picked her up she started to scream and attempted to fight me off." Eric found the barstool to his side and sat down before speaking of the next part. "She started to b-beg…for the cutting to stop and pleaded for me to come rescue her…" Eric's shoulders sagged and dejectedly placed his head in his hands. "She called and called for me, Pam, but I was not there to save her." The devastation in his voice beckoned her and she placed a hand on the back of his lowered head. "I wanted to cease my existence when she cried out from the pain they inflicted on her, knowing that I failed to protect her." Pam hissed at the idea of her Maker seeking his final death. "How can I go on knowing that I allowed such atrocities to corrupt her pure soul?" Eric lifted his head and focused his bloodshot eyes on her caring face. "I fucking hate myself for what I've done."

"May I speak, Sire?" Eric nodded once. "I know trying to convince you that what happened to Sookie was not your fault would be a pointless endeavor but I will remind you of exactly what you'd be taking away from her with your final death." Pam tucked her fingers beneath his chin and lifted it so he would meet her gaze. "She finally has someone in her life who will not ever abandon her. If there is one thing of certainty that I know about you, Eric, it is that your love and loyalty are boundless. After everything she has been through she will need your love and strength all the more. How could you even consider an alternative? How could you consider leaving us?" The word us hung heavy in the air as Eric caught the anguish in his child's eyes. Feeling she didn't need to elaborate any further, Pam pulled her hand away and turned away from him. Before she could move though, Eric clapped his hand around her dainty wrist and pulled it to his lips kissing it lightly before sighing heavily.

"What is happening to me, Pam?" Eric clenched his jaw and shook his head as if to rid himself of some outside influence. "I have never felt this unstable and insecure since…well…I can safely say I have not ever experienced being this unsure of myself throughout my entire lifespan. Including my years as a breather." Eric snorted with disgust. "It is infuriating!"

Pam chuckled lightly and tried disguising it as a cough when Eric glared up at her. "Uh-hum! I do believe in this instance I can commiserate with you, Master. Being in love with a human can be most unpleasant at times." Eric squeezed Pam's hand tighter sending her reassurance through their bond. The comment referring to her bonded, now dead and gone, surprised him. She had not spoken of him once since the night she said her final farewell until Eric had forced her to do just that, yesterday evening. And here she was, mentioning him casually as if the pain had somehow dulled overnight. Pam pushed back gratitude but he could feel the thin undercurrent of bitterness and jealousy.

No, her pain has not dulled. Probably never will. And I am now doomed to share the fate of my heartbroken child.

Pushing aside those dismal thoughts, Eric sat up straight and stepped back into his role of Sherriff and Master. At least he knew he still had strength enough to summon that persona at will. An aura of confidence emanated from his frame. Though naked and seemingly vulnerable, he commanded the very air and Pam took one step back bowing her head in fealty.

"I need to know what exactly set off Sookie's regression. Something must have happened in my office to upset her. You will go investigate and tell me what you find. But be discreet about it. I do not want to repeat what her and I just went through up there."

"I will find the cause, Master."

"You brought everything I asked for?"

"Yes, it is all in the kitchen."

"Excellent. I will bring Sook…"

They both looked toward the stairs when Sookie whimpered softly "Are you two alright?" She stood on the top step gripping onto the banister as she still felt a bit dizzy. Eric rushed up the stairs and scooped her into his arms.

"I am sorry I left you so long, my love. Pam and I have finished out discussion." Eric fixed his eyes on Pam communicating something to her that Sookie was aware of but could not interpret. Pam began ascending the stairs without using her supernatural speed. When she reached the top step she pecked Sookie's cheek before softly whispering in her ear, "Finally where you belong." She winked at Sookie and made her way down the hall towards the door to Eric's office.

"How are you feeling, my love?"

She could feel his thumbs gently rubbing back and forth underneath her back and calf. "Mmmm, better now." She nuzzled her nose into his neck that was now mostly dry and sniffed hoping to inhale his essence. What came instead was the nauseating stench of raw fish. "Eric, why do you smell like you've taken a bath in a tub full of fish guts?"

"Well, now that would ruin the surprise I have for you. You must know by now how much it pleases me to surprise you." Sookie smiled up at him thinking that any surprise coming from this man would be just about perfect…even if it did involve nasty fish guts. "I won't keep you in suspense much longer but I think perhaps we could both use a quick shower…together?" He gave her that infamous wicked grin and wiggled his eyebrows. She found she could do nothing but giggle and nod in agreement. As Eric carefully descending down the stairs he spoke again but with tentative concern. "My love, you truly are okay? Are you not? Any pain or dizziness to speak of?"

"I do still feel a bit dizzy but the pain is mostly gone now…thanks to my knight in shining amour with magic in his blood." The wink she gave him made Eric beam with joy and he noticed how the intense emotion seemed to seep through her wall without causing any pain. He mentally thanked whatever deity may have been listening for that small miracle. "I still don't know how I ended up in your arms on the floor but I do remember tripping and hitting my head on something right after I woke up. And whatever it was that inspired all that lovely kissing…all those lovely words…" her voice trailing off briefly as she looked straight ahead not wanting to confront Eric with what he'd said, just yet. "…well I'm not complaining at all about that. I look forward to continuing where we left off…later." She leered up at him as they approached the bathroom door. They entered and after turning on the light she asked him, "Will Pam be here long?"

"Does her presence disturb you?" He placed her on her feet without releasing his grip on her shoulder, still managing to reach in and start up the warm water inside the shower stall.

"No! Not at all! I just thought that we could…um…we could…ya know…oh hell, Eric!" The flush that invaded her cheeks made Eric smile and his eyes twinkled with a look of naïve innocence.

"Please educate me, my love. I find I'm having trouble imagining what it is you would have us do in the absence of my child."

She pointed one finger at him while firmly placing one hand on her hip. She channeled as much of a scolding mother stance as she could against the powerful vampire who was more than a few centuries her senior. "You can just stop right there! Quit makin' fun of me. You know I can't stand that! I'm new to this whole…dirty talk thing and…" Eric's laugh only infuriated her more. He knew he was in trouble when he wasn't sure whether the steam filling the room came from the shower or from Sookie's ears. "So…mister innocent…would you like to explain to me why you were downstairs conversing with Pam without even a pair of shorts on?" That question he did not expect.

"Sookie, you are already aware that supernatural beings do…"

"…not view nudity as humans do…yeah, I may have heard that a few times. Doesn't mean I have to like it!"

"You. Are. Jealous." Both eyebrows raised this time. "Of. Pam?" Eric probed the bond and found amusement but along with it came a clear vein of jealousy. "Sookie! She is my child. Surely you know of our closeness, not mention what we have shared in the past. Pam and I have…"

Sookie waved her hands upwards wildly to stop him. "Nevermind! Nevermind! I just decided I'm not jealous anymore. It's fine really, just please don't give me the gory details…of ANY of your conquests!"

"I like the term you chose, my love…conquests. It paints a very clear picture of my sexual prowess. I am honored." Eric bowed to her even as she rolled her eyes.

"Lord…they'll be no living with you now!"

Eric's eyes widened and a smile lit up his face. "Then you have considered the idea of living with me? Sookie! You make me very happy indeed!" Eric grasped his hands around her ribcage and lifted her up into the air as if she were a prized doll.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! I think we've got a bit more discussin' to do before we take a step like that." Sookie patted his forearms but Eric held her there over his head grinning like a lovesick idiot.

"But you have considered it, all the same." Eric nodded, silently congratulating himself on this triumph.

"Alright, how 'bout you put me down now, big boy."

"I am a big boy. You are not mistaken. Actually there is one particular big part of this boy very interested in greeting you, my love." Eric's words from last night echoed somewhere in the recesses of his mind but he brushed them aside.

We will have our talk soon but I cannot deny my need for her a further second.

Sookie peered down and caught an eyeful of Eric's Gracious Plenty peeking out from his 'hidey-hole'. "Oh baby, can't you tell him to come back later?"

"Sookie!" Setting her down, Eric grabbed his semi and shielded it from her hurtful words. "You have wounded him! A severe blow!" He cupped both hands around his cock with his mouth gaping wide.

"There will be no blowing of any kind!" she giggled but spoke as seriously as she could "You will behave yourself, ya hear?"

"And I will do this because?"

"Because those are the rules! Besides, Pam is still here!"

"You are right…most insensitive of me, my angel…I will go and invite her to join us." Eric turned towards the door and Sookie jumped onto his back, clawing his hands away from the knob. "Don't you dare!"

"I do not believe you are properly adhering to the rules, my love. We may have to consult with the referee, but I am fairly certain, dry-humping my back will be considered an illegal play." Eric had her off his back and spun around quicker than she could squeal from the sensation. "Unfortunately, you will have to strip yourself. That is not the proper attire for this sport and I'm afraid I cannot undress you without earning a penalty."

"Hmph. You're taking this a bit overboard, don't you think?" Sookie pulled Eric's shirt over her head and waited for him to respond to her bare flesh.

Without lowering his eyes below her chin, Eric pulled back the shower door and motioned to her. "Ladies first."

Sookie stuck her tongue out at him but the playfulness relaxed into pure bliss as the warmth splashed against her skin. After washing and rinsing her hair thoroughly she caught Eric staring at her like a predator stalking it's prey. It was nice to know he wasn't completely impervious to her womanly wiles. To tease him further Sookie reached for a bar of soap lying on a dish that jutted out from the tiled wall. Without looking into his eyes once she began to lather her hands with the soap before seductively rubbing it all over herself. Brushing over each shoulder and up her neck before descending down into the gorge of her cleavage. As she pushed the soap up and over her magnificent breasts the suds began to flow downwards over her ribcage. It pooled into her belly button and another wave of bubbles joined the first, pushing it further down to Sookie's flat stomach then southwards towards the apex between her thighs. Eric thought he would die if she did not allow him to wash those beautiful lips.

They look so dirty and need my skilled hands to cleanse them properly.

"Eeeerrrrriiiiiic…" she called to him with a sing-song tone "…I think might want to wash yourself instead of screwing me with your eyes. There's a lot to cover there so you should probably get busy."

Dammit woman! I will make you regret that!

Eric stepped away from the wall he had been leaning against and reach over Sookie's head to procure a bottle tucked into the shower caddy. The lean did fascinating things to his pectoral muscles and brought his perky pink nipple within reach of her mouth. Completely disregarding the rules of the game…or forgetting…whichever…what game? Sookie flicked her tongue quickly over the nub. Eric instinctively hissed but recovered and brought his lips to her ear. He froze there for a moment letting her wonder what his next move would be. "It's not even half-time and you are losing miserably, my love." He pulled away from her when he felt her fingertips against his stomach. Eric flipped open the cap on the shower gel and, holding the bottle at crotch level, he squirted some into his hand. It was a sweet smelling, creamy, thick substance and shot out with force against his palm. She expected his eyes to meet hers then with a suggestive leer but, as she had done to him moments before, he kept his crystal blue eyes focused on anything but her. Being ignored was driving her wild and she didn't kid herself into thinking that it had gone unnoticed by him.

Damn him! He'll regret that. Actually I think I'm the one regretting these stupid rules. Oh good heavens he's going straight for it!

Eric bypassed all of his upper body. Opting instead to begin at his inner thighs where he lightly soaped up. His gigantic hands rubbed up and over his hips before plunging back down to the base of his cock, now standing to full attention. He worked suds into the golden hairs that trailed from his navel all the way down. With his right hand he fondled his sack, using his thumb to massage soap over each testicle. Simultaneously his left hand busied itself with scrubbing roughly over his chest and abdomen that rippled with each stroke. Still lightly messaging her hard nipples, Sookie's breath hitched as she could predict his next destination. He could feel her arousal heightening through the bond and the aroma of her sex increasing.

Oh yes, you know what's coming next, my love.

Eric fixed his eyes onto his cock which meant Sookie's were glued to the same spot. He could hear the slight whisper of a groan pass her lips as his fingers wrapped around the stiff member pointing at her. The first stroke was slow and coated his shaft with bubbles. After caressing the swollen tip with his thumb, Eric pulled back his foreskin in one swift movement making the flesh of his dick even more taught. The blue veins circling his length pulsated to life and Eric began stroking his soapy grip back and forth. His length and girth seemed unreal to her as she gaped at the sight.

Fuckwanthiminsidemesobad!

After the fourth pass he could stand it no longer and looked up to take in her reaction to his blatant cheating. A premature ejaculation almost claimed him when he lifted this gaze to find Sookie fingering her slick folds. The soap completely washed away now, leaving nothing but her natural juices which dripped along with the steamy water cascading down her front. When their eyes caught up with each other they both mirrored a look of painful pleasure and silently agreed to continue this silly yet mind-blowing, hot game.

Keeping one hand down below to trace continuous circles round her clit, she brought the other up to caress and pinch each nipple. The pain she brought to herself perfectly complimented the pleasure building from her center. The sight of her Viking stroking himself harder and harder, faster and faster almost pushed her over the edge but she would wait until she could see the point of no return behind his eyes.

The soapy lather had dissipated now and was replaced by a thin coating of red precum that seeped from his tip. Sookie imagined licking away the drop that now clung to end of his head and failed in stifling a moan. The moan echoed across from her as Eric's mouth fell open exposing his other erect members. They gleamed white in the bathroom light and Sookie began fantasizing about both kinds of penetrations she wanted from her vampire. The thought made her whimper and her brow creased with the struggle to keep her climax at bay. Her swollen nub felt as if it would explode any minute as she flicked her fingers over it just the way she liked. Fast circular movements to start, followed by slower flicks back and forth to tease herself into a deeper frenzy. Tearing her eyes away from Eric's hardness was hard but when the two sets of blue latched onto each other they both blurted out strangled words of surrender at the same time.

Sookie with, "G-Gonna Cum!"

Eric with, "Ung! Can't hold it"

One more stoke each and they were riding the wave together. Seeing Eric's giz spurt from his engorged dick made Sookie weak in the knees as her own juices built and built making her lips pucker and swell around her frantic fingertips. Her eyelids squeezed shut as high pitched pants poured out of her with each spasm.

Eric growled with the release. "Fuck, Sookie! Cum for me, love! Cum har-ard!" Eric twitched his wrist back and forth more rapidly to milk the remaining droplets of a cum from his cock. "Yeah, baby. Rub that clit, keep rubbing it for me. Don't stop yet."

She had no intention of stopping as she could feel a second orgasm creeping up from her toes towards her pussy. A red hue rushed to the surface all over as she came again against her hand. This time her knees caved under the pressure but before she lost her footing, Eric wrapped his arms around her shoulders.

"Lean against me, my love. I will hold you while you finish." He could feel her hand working away down below and his flaccid penis didn't remain in that state for long. "That's it, baby, work your clit. She can give you one more. Let it come now." And she did with one final and intense moan from her quivering mouth. Her body jerked a few more times as her fingers refused to cease their ministrations. Her breathing took a few minutes to regulate after which she tried to speak, "H-h-how d-did that just happen?" She barely said into his chest.

Eric palmed each side of her face and kissed her softly. "That was a most enjoyable game, my love. I do hope we can have a rematch soon…you clearly won that round…but I will improve my game next time."

"I th-think we can call that one a d-draw."

"Very well. But you were magnificent, my naughty minx. Seeing you touch yourself like that was…exquisite!"

"It was a l-lot easier for me with my f-fantasy standing right in front of me instead having to imagine him-m. In fact…this will be great material for f-future use." The right side of her mouth tugged upwards and her heavy eye lids hung over the pleasure still sparkling in her eyes.

"Mmmm, I heartily agree. But for tonight, the only fingers that will be bathing in your juices from now on, will be mine." Eric reached down to wrench Sookie's hand away from her swollen folds. He took his time sucking off the juices from each finger tip, delighting in her flavor before kissing her lips and allowing Sookie to smell and taste herself on him.

Eric turned off the water and proceeded to towel them both dry. The post-orgasm languidness had taken more of a toll on Sookie so he helped her wrap the towel around her small frame before ushering her out into the hall towards the kitchen.

"My love, a suitcase with some of your clothing is here." He lifted the suitcase and brought it over to the couch for her. "I had Pam collect them for you. I hope her choices were appropriate."

"I would think, at this point, nudity would be most appropriate." Her voice almost sounded drunk and her eyes were still half lidded.

"When Pam leaves us, clothing will be optional."

"Not for you they wont'." Sookie yanked his towel down and slapped his ass which made a loud smacking sound."You two started the fun without me! I will need to be brought up to speed. Are we punishing Eric for anything specific, Sookie?" Pam was staring at them from the banister above.

Eric leaned down and whispered to Sookie. "Make yourself decent while I teach my child a lesson in manners. Then I will return and very shortly I will give you the same lesson, dear one." Before Eric dashed for the stairs he ripped Sookie's towel off, exposing her to Pam who was grinning despite the oncoming danger. She managed to get out a single Wolf-whistle before she was tackled by a couple hundred pounds of vampire muscle.

He wrestled her down the hall until they came to a stop next to his office door. Eric had Pam pinned to the wall by her neck. The dark but spirited grin that played on his lips assured her that he didn't plan to behead her just yet. Eric squeezed her throat harder so that when she tried to talk she would feel the pain he had inflicted on her. It wouldn't last long but would serve as a reminder to behave. He lowered her down the wall releasing his grip that had left blue finger prints behind.

"Speak."

"Mas.." Pam winced at the pain seizing her voice box but forced herself to vocalize through the pain. "Master, I believe I have found what so disturbed Sookie."

"Show me."