This one-shot's obviously R rated (hence the M rating of this fic) and I strongly advice you make sure no one's looking over your shoulder or drive away your little siblings/cousins/neighbors whatever so you can read in peace.
A little taste of Eric's, er, special bonding (how ironic) time with Yvetta.
Takes place in "Bad Blood" (Season 3) before Sookie arrives at Fangtasia and sees them...bonding.
Nothing's mine as usual.
Sex
He was close. So very close. When he felt the pleasure beginning to peak in him, he bit his lower lip and grit his teeth to stave off the incoming wave. Yvetta, however, had a disappointing lack of self-control, and kept cumming every five minutes.
But then again, one couldn't help but cum when one was being penetrated at lightning speed by a vampire who had limitless stamina.
He had her arms strung up in chains to the ceiling so that he didn't need to go through the trouble of carrying her as he pummeled into her core.
Besides, this was kinkier.
Despite the fact that they had been at it for a quite some time, he always managed to steel himself and not give in to the constant squeezing and tightening of her muscles. So the only screams of pleasure that echoed across the dark and dank basement were hers.
If his count was accurate, it was now 11 pm. Five hours. He knew it was time to let go.
With a furious roar, he came, his essence spurting violently out of him and filling her up.
You know what to do.