This chapter has been completed on the 22nd of February 2010 thanks to my beta reader Qtlex, without her I won't be able to be a part of the english section of SVM. Check the end after the line if you had already read it.

Part 2: Less Dead

Night 2: and he goes with her to Bon Temps

Night 3: Eric invites Sookie to one of his homes

Night 4: Sookie works at Fangtasia and Bill comes to claim her

Night 5: Sookie meets Andre at Fangtasia and goes back to Bon Temps with Eric

Night 6: Queen Sophie Anne arrived at Fangtasia to take Sookie, failed and Eric became the master of area 5

OK I know it's been a long time but there are so much good fanfictions lately, I was more a reader than a writer. And a translater too, but as it is from a story already existing in english you won't gain anything new.

My series of sorry : sorry for the short chapter, sorry for the clifhanger, sorry to make you wait, sorry to finish soon, sorry to don't publish before a month after, sorry to be cheesy with this one

My series of thank you : thank you for my beta qtlex to help me, thank you for the many alerts, favourite, reviews...really it pushes me like Joxx

Chapter 12

"It's huge!"

"It is the Sheriff's Residence. This is where I held my meetings before the Great Revelation two years ago. Of course with my appearance as the real owner of a club I don't really have any use of it."

He parked the car in the nearby garage and they went inside. One of the rooms was lit in the background.

"Jo, come here! I have a special guest." Eric shouted.

An athletic brunette wearing nothing but an apron appeared in the hall. "Master." She bowed slightly in front of an embarassed Sookie.

"Sookie, this is one of my housekeepers, Joan, but she prefers to be called Jo. She is a Were." Eric stated as it was the most natural introduction in the world for a naked woman in his home.

"Ni...nice to meet you." Sookie replied hanging on to her good manners.

"I trust you to take care of Sookie during the day and make her feel at home."

"I will be delighted Master." She said smiling with a cocky grin. "My sisters and I will take her safety seriously." She put her right hand on her heart and bowed her head again.

"You understood me quite well. And you shall call her mistress." They exchanged glances of mutual comprehension. "Has the meal arrived?"

"Yes, I already took care of heating it and setting it up in the living room. Come this way."

She showed her rear to lead the way to Sookie's amazement and Eric kissed her hand with a smirk before excusing himself to attend urgent matters. She followed the maid into the main room where the table was prepared. Everything in the mansion seemed antique and luxurious. An impressive map of the United Sates was hanging on the wall above the fireplace. A small area in the North West of Louisiana was coloured in red, obviously signalling Area 5. She looked at it for a moment and sat at the place designed for her dinner.

The burger with fries was delicious and it made Sookie forget how strange it was to talk to a nude woman.

"Mistress, what would you like for your breakfast?" Jo asked standing near the table.

"Coffee, mainly with the usual: pancakes, eggs, cereals whatever you have will be good. Just show me where you put them away and I will fix something myself tomorrow. And please call me Sookie, this mistress thing is going to bore me to death." She said in an annoyed tone. Jo laughed and Sookie couldn't help but join her. "So Jo, being a Were means you are nudist as well?"

"Oh, sorry Mistress. I don't have the habit. Nudity in the Supe Community is no big deal. Did I make you feel awkward?"

"I was surprised to say the least and please call me Sookie."

"When I received the delivery, I ran as fast as I could here and to do so I changed." She apologized. "Having a human meal meant a lot...But please do eat your food I am distracting you. I am going back to the kitchen. Tomorrow, I will be in the house "fully clothed" when you'll awaken. I will introduce my sisters and we will talk some more."

"Sounds good to me. Where is the kitchen?"

"Back there." Jo answered showing a door. "Why?"

"To bring back the dishes."

"No, no. It's my duty. Just relax, I will take care of that."

"For tonight, I agree. I don't have a lot of energy left, but we'll talk about it tomorrow."

"Sookie dear, Jo is having her way with you? Are you feeling well?" Eric mocked, appearing near her and already bent to her neck to kiss her.

"I am just tired from trying to understand everything that happened, and I don't know what to make of the revelations from this evening." She paused and looked at the map. "When I contemplate your area, I can't help to think about the Vatican but without the Pope or other tiny European states."

Eric's eyes lit up at her words. "Yes, that's it Sookie. You're right, we have to find a Pope. But for now, lover we have more urgent business. Are you finished with your meal?" He asked seductively jumping to another mood in the blink of an eye.

"Yes."

She stood up and gave Eric her hand to lead her.

"Have a nice night Jo."

"You too, Sookie." She disappeared in a flash. Sookie was feeling like the snail of the house.

They crossed the lobby and began to climb the stairs.

"Eric, we must talk."

"Mmmm"

"Eric, are you listening?"

"Mmmm"

"Your position is getting worse because of me. You should ... maybe we should stop." The words left her throat with difficulty. Eric's pace never faltered as he was leading her to a door.

"Do you understand what I am saying?"

"Mmmm"

He opened the door to enter a very large room with an antique four-poster bed. He closed the door. Sookie was fazed by his behaviour. Then she felt his fingers everywhere and she was naked in front of him. He took her gently in his arms and laid her on a luxurious quilt in front of the fireplace, devouring her with his eyes. He lost his clothes as well and started to torment her with kisses between her relentless pleas.

"Eric, we should talk first."

"Eric, you're making this very difficult."

"Eric, stop mmmmmmmmmmmm don't stop."

"Just relax lover, it is our final exchange, so be prepared."

"Prepared for what?"

"To be as one with me. You still want it, don't you?"

"But isn't it too soon? I am just a crush for you." At those words, he became quite serious and stared at her. She blushed and couldn't hold his eyes. "Look at me lover." He reached to a table nearby the fireplace and pulled back an ornate knife and a chalice. He held his wrist above the antique cup with runic designs before beginning to cut deeply.

"Sookie, may this blood be the witness of my pledge to you. I may be a monster and I know you deserve better than me but I am a selfish bastard. I want you and you only, don't doubt it. Here are my vows for our Bonding, I promise this: I will stay by your side as long as we will live, I will fulfill your needs and my belongings are your belongings. I will respect your choices. I won't have any other intimate relationship including feeding, unless you wish it or in an emergency. Do you agree? Do you accept me?"

"I don't deserve any of this, Eric."

"Do you agree, Sookie?"

"Yes." She said just above a whisper.

"If you are ready, you can use the cup. If you are not we may proceed."

"The cup is for the vows?"

"Yes. If you are ready you will cut yourself too. If you are not, you just drink the blood."

"I am ready." She shifted forward, took the knife and began to graze her skin. "Eric, you made the best of gifts to me, a poor barmaid from Bon Temps. I will try my best to make you proud of me, I will stay with you as long as I live, and I will respect your choices. All I can give you is my feelings. Do you agree? Do you accept me?"

"Yes Sookie, gladly." He said with his deep rich tone. She took the chalice by the stem and he covered her hands with his. She tilted the cup to his lips for him to drink and he mimicked her once he finished drinking. She looked playfully into the bottom of the chalice, bent back and spilled the last drop between her breasts. Eric's eyes blazed with lust. He put his tongue near her navel and licked all the way up until he met the blood.

The pattern traced by his tongue was burning like a fire. She groaned and convulsed. Eric was not in better shape, trembling with desire for the first time since he was changed in to a nocturnal being. Feelings wrapped along their beings and left them panting. They moaned in concert overwhelmed by the suffering from simple strokes. Every feeling was ten times more important as before. They kissed slowly. It was like a first time. He put his hand behind the nape of her neck and laid her down, covering her with kisses. Waves of desires seemed to flow from one to other . Sookie experienced her first orgasm this night only with light touches, and Eric needed to gather every ounce of will power he had not to follow. With a trembling arm, Sookie grasped the ancient knife and started to cut Eric's chest just above his nipple. Her tongue darted slowly out of her mouth until she made contact with the blood, her eyes never leaving his. He took her forefinger to pierce it on his fang and suck it. He changed their position with little help from his flying gift and laid himself back with Sookie straddling him. He ceased to suck her finger to give her complete control.

"I leave you to take matters into your hands my sweet. I am afraid to get carried away too quickly."

"Big badass sheriff Northman is afraid to lose his head?" She smiled tenderly. "I, I'm ready to carry on til the end of the night." She whispered seductively.

"You have asked for it." He replied, ready for his revenge. He grasped her hips and impaled her at once. They moaned together, Sookie clinging to her vampire's neck, completely overwhelmed by a second ecstasy , which provoked Eric's to his great disappointment.

He would have to relearn everything with his bonded. That was the first time he didn't master his physical abilities from A to Z. From his point of view, his manhood was not to be reconsidered, but it was a new experiment and it was bringing him back to his human period, when he was fallible. Sookie made him more human. He felt "less dead" since he couldn't remember "more alive". She represented what he was waiting for since the beginning of his existence: surprise, discovery, challenge, one more battle and above all this unquenchable desire. It was everything he never thought he would find again after all these centuries. The reason why he followed the Normans during the third crusade. With something more.

They once again learned to know each other's topography very smoothly. With reverence they made love for the first time and continued until the dawn and the life which animated Eric for his nights drifted away as he fell into the heavy sleep of a vampire . Sookie fell asleep with him, embraced in his strong arms. They were ready for what the future will bring to them.

END OF LESS DEAD

After making a lot of debates with myself, I stopped this story, even if I have a lot od ideas for the sequel. Now that the relationship between Eric and Sookie is secured, I will come back for their future life (make an author alert). Of course, I must answer to multiple questions: What will happen now that Area 5 is no more a part of the kingdom of Louisiana, why Eric has a Were houskeeper, how Sookie's friends will react to their relationship, etc...if you find another question please give it to me. The green bouton will tell me everything...