Chapter Five

She took Eric by the hand and led him out of the kitchen, down the hall and into her bedroom.

Eric realised what they were about to do. At that moment nothing would have made him happier but he had reservations

"Sookie, really you don't..."

She turned around and, standing on her tippietoes, she silenced him with a kiss. She wound her arms around his neck and pulled herself into him as his arms enfolded her completely. It was a kiss filled with need and desire, and an unquenchable lust. It was Eric who pulled away to look into Sookie's eyes.

"Lover, I have more to say, more you need to know......" Sookie cut him off

"It can wait" she said staring hungrily at his mouth. Warmth butterflies spread throughout her pelvis. Sookie unbuttoned her pyjama top. She slid it off her shoulders and let it drop in a heap on the floor. She stood there topless, the chilled night air hardening her nipples. Eric could hardly contain his desire. His cock was straining against his the zipper of his jeans. After a thousand years and as many woman, this one vulnerable human woman made his knees weak. He reached out and caressed her cheek.

"Eric....." His name on her sweet lips made his hands shake, "I understand now....." She smiled up at him as he slid her pyjamas pants over her luscious hips. "...and there is nothing to forgive." Those words filled him with joy and it flowed though the bond and into her.

He took her hand and led her, naked but for her pink panties, into her en suite. He placed her upon the bench next to the hand basin and put his hands on either side of her, effectively locking her in place. The severity of his desirous gaze made her sex throb against her underwear. The scent of her arousal was maddening. He needed her now and hard and fast, but he had to control his raging desire. He reached up and pulled his black singlet over his head and let it drop. Sookie's gaze fixed on his hardened chest as it filled her vision. She had to swallow hard or she would have been drooling. Eric moved closer, pushing her knees apart and placing himself between her thighs. He ground his erection into her damp panties and she moaned. She looked up into his eyes and a tsunami of desire swept through their bond. As her body jolted, she grabbed his hips and crashed her breasts against him, kissing his shoulders and neck, seeking out his mouth. When she found it she ran her hands through his hair and grabbed fistfuls of it. Eric worked his belt and his denim jeans where gone in a flash. Sookie looked down and gasped. Commando. Eric placed his hands on her upper arms and pulled back. Their eyes where both hazy with lust. She looked at him confused.

"Sookie, my Angel, you need to know one thing before we do this." he said. Sookie tried to pull him closer to her again but Eric held her back. "Our time together, here in your house, it was the happiest of my immortal life." Sookie registered his words through her lust and focused her eyes on his face. "You need to know this. The Eric you knew before then was a mask I wore and a role I played. The man without memory you picked up that night on the road was the true me, mask off.

Sookie smiled. Hearing his admission, she felt they had come full circle. They had come to their understanding. She spoke. "Masks off?" It was more a conformation than a question.

"Yes." He leaned in a kissed her sweet and slow, enjoying the softness of her lips.

Eric lead her to the shower and turned it on. "When my memories returned to me, I spent many nights recalling those lost moments, trying to piece them together."

"Uh huh" she said knowingly

"I happen to recall a certain erotic encounter in this very room, Lover."

"Oh you do, do you?" She could see his fangs descending. Gripping the shower stall, she removed her damp underwear. Sookie clenched her teeth together in an effort to keep a straight face but she couldn't stop smiling. Eric followed close behind. She turned to look up at him, the spray between them.

"Oh yes, and you were very naughty for not reminding me, Sookie, of these wonderful breasts I have here before me." he said as he stroked her sides. His large hand caressed her breast while his other hand explored her wet sex. He opened her up, his fingers remembering her delicate folds of flesh. Steam from the shower sent shivers up her spine.

"I'm sorry about that. You can be sure that next time I won't allow you to forget, my Lover." Hearing her call him that made the tip of his penis throb, and he ached to be in her already. He laced his fingers with hers and pinned her against the wall. As water beaded on her shoulders, her breasts, her stomach, he leaned in to her, pressing the full length of his body against her. She softly moaned his name

"Tell me what I want to hear"

"I want you, I need you, now" she growled. She could almost feel him inside her, slipping in so smoothly. Her body remembered how well he filled her.

He released her hands and grabbed her backside, lifting her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist and placed her hands on his rippling shoulders, digging her nails into him. Eric growled back at her. "Look at me, Lover." Sookie fought the incoming tide of desire and focused on his icy blue eyes. "Tell me what I want to hear" he asked again. This time, she knew what he meant. She wasn't afraid of those words anymore. She swept a strand of wet hair out of his eyes and placed her hands on either side of his face.

"I love you Eric"

"I love you Sookie"

And with that, he entered her. He slowly thrust in as far as he could. He waited there for her body to re-adjust to his size and her warms folds welcomed him home. She moaned as he withdrew, only to begin thrusting into her again and again. "Oh God, Sweet Jesus" she cried out. The fierce heat from her sweet centre warmed him. Her aroma alone was almost enough to set him off but he wanted to take his time. He bent his head to her breasts and kissed her nipples lightly. He continued licking and sucking them until they were engorged and red. Sookie was close to her first release and she wanted to bring Eric with her. She needed to feel him come inside her. She wanted to own him. She reached beneath her and, cupping his balls softly, she stroked and gentle tugged at them as they tightened under her touch. "Oh Sookie" he said hoarsely as he smashed his mouth into hers, their tongues massaging one another. He pulled back and Sookie saw has fangs fulled descended. She remembered how it was and she bared her throat for him. When she didn't feel his fangs on her neck, she looked up and found him smiling down at her.

"Come for me Sookie, I want to see your face" He quickened the pace of his thrusts as she placed her wrist to his mouth. He, in turn, offered his wrist to her. She tightened her hold around his waist and leaned in close so their cheeks were almost touching. As she felt her climax rising her muscles clamped down on Eric's cock. Their eyes locked on one another and as they bit down simultaneously the blood bond roared open, filling their senses. As they drank from each other, they climaxed. There was no light, no sound, no movement. All they saw were the others blue eyes looking back. Eric released her wrist and shouted something as he filled her with his release, her blood dribbling down his chin. She felt her moment spread out from her middle to her thighs, her calves, and her toes. Her sex was pulsing with the after shocks and her centre was throbbing and hot. Eric gave a few last thrusts then then licked her wrist,sealing it with a kiss.

They washed each other tenderly. Then they dryed each other, enjoying the intimacy. Sookie surveyed the bathroom. Clothes, toiletries and towels lay everywhere. Eric finished drying his hair and dropped his towel on the floor.

"Don't you ever pick up after yourself?" she asked Eric. He looked at her, a tad surprised.

"Isn't that your job?" He smiled. Sookie's mouth fell open at his statement. "You better close that before I put something in it, Lover." he said, waiting for a retort.

She felt her face prickle with heat, not sure if it was from anger or embarrassment. She spotted her pink panties on the floor, picked them up and smiled. She threw them at Eric's head playfully. He grabbed them in one hand and held them to his nose. As he deeply inhaled her scent, Sookie notice the tip of his hardening penis glistening with pre-cum. She dragged her gaze back to his face and exploded into fits of laughter when she saw Eric had placed her underwear on his head and over his face. He was thrilled with her reaction.

"Throwing bottles is one thing, but wet panties are not to be taken lightly!" He grinned at her then stood up straight, hands on hips and declared loudly, "I shall wear these as my crown as I am the ruler of the land of 'Sookie's Vagina'."

"Oh good Lord Eric, take those off now!" Sookie tried to reach up and pull them off but Eric strode out of the bathroom and into her bedroom. She couldn't believe a 1000 year old Viking vampire could be so....corny! He took Sookie by the hand and placed her on the edge of the bed.

"This bed shall be our throne" he said theatrically, "and I shall worship you on my hands and knees, my Queen". He dropped to his knees then pushing her thighs apart he moving between them. Sookie tried to grab her panties again but Eric ducked and dipped away from her grasp. He lay her back and placed her thighs on his shoulders as he held onto her hips. Sookie reached down and ripped her panties off his head. She was about to do a victory cheer for herself when she felt Eric's tongue push into her. Her breath caught in her throat and her hands gripped the bedspread. Only a strangled "I woonnnnnaaaargggg" came out. In Eric's mind they were both winners. He lapped at her moist treasure, rubbing the tip of his nose over her clitoris as he pushed a finger into her. He could hear her heart racing and her breathing shallow. She was close. Someone was calling him. In his head. His child, Pam. He heard his phone ring. "Sorry, my Queen" he said as he withdrew from her

"Wha..." Sookie struggled to regain her breath. Her eyes wouldn't focus. "Eric what is it?"

"Pam called me." he said tapping the side of his head. Sookie knew it must be important.

Eric's phone rang and he grabbed it from the pocket of his jeans which still lay in a heap on the floor. He answered the call as her walked out to the kitchen, still in the buff with a huge hard-on. Sookie wrapped herself in a towel and waited on her bed for her lover to come back. She could hear him in the kitchen talking quickly in a foreign language. Sookie looked at her bedside clock. 11.36pm, geez was that all. Still plenty of time before dawn. She took the opportunity to pat on some lavender talcum powder and comb out her hair. Then she looked through her drawers for a sexy nightie and settled for a sheer pink baby-doll. She positioned herself in the middle of her bed, trying to look provocative for her man. My Man, she thought, I'm so happy right now, I wish this night would never end. She nipped into the bathroom to quickly take care of her needs before he came back. When she emerged Eric was sitting on the bed, already fully dressed. She couldn't help feeling disappointed that sex wasn't on his immediate agenda. But when he did look up and take her in, his lust pulsed through the bond. But it didn't last long. She felt fear and urgency from Eric

"What is it?" she asked

"That was Pam. She informed me that our people spotted a fleet of cars leaving Munroe heading towards Bon Temps. Victor has resurfaced and he is coming for you. I told my people to scatter and go underground until they hear from me.

Sookie tried not to panic. If she did she'd be as good as dead. "What do we do? We can't stay here"

He smiled at her calmly.

She saw him smile. "You had better be smiling because you have a plan." Her hands shot to her hips and she shifted her weight to one leg. "But if you're smiling at what I'm wearing, at a time like this, I'm gunna be mighty pissed Eric Northman"

"Yes dear, I do have a plan. But I need to know something Sookie?"

"What do you need to know?"

"I need to know that you trust me"

She didn't need to think about it. She trusted her instincts and her heart."Completely"

"Good, you have 60 seconds to grab your things before we leave."

It was her turn to smile at him serenely as she strolled to the closet and pulled out a small duffel bag full of clothes and necessities.

"I packed this 3 years ago thinking it may come in handy one day. I guess today is the day."

"Ah Sookie, yet another reason to love you" he said smirking.

She dressed quickly while Eric watched, fingering the zipper on his jeans. Panties, bra, sweatshirt, jeans and running shoes. Sookie noticed his leer. "You're such a perv!"she said in mock disgust.

"Damn straight!" Their laughter diffused the tension of the situation.

"I'm ready. Where are we going?"

"I'll tell you when we get there. Lets go." Slung her bag over his shoulder and took her by the hand. Sookie looked behind her as they walked to the back door, taking in the rooms and the hallway. She wanted to remember her home exactly the way she left it as she wasn't sure she'd ever be coming back

There were out the door and flying into the night before the 60 seconds was up. A few minutes later Eric and Sookie spotted a cavalcade of cars moving quickly towards Bon Temps. She tried to count them all but she lost count after 25. She tightened her grip around Eric's neck and buried her face in his chest.

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There you go, lots of Eric v Sookie nookie. Hope it keeps you warm at night cos it will be a few days before I update. If anyone is interested check out a band called Kids of '88 their song My House is great. They are a Kiwi band and I love them.