ERIC

2006

I was in Dallas-Texas, where Godrick was taken by the Fellowship of the Sun and all the vampires who respected him and loved him, came over to help. Of course some of them brought their human companions with. And Bill brought Sookie with him, for her telepathic abilities, and of course she got herself kidnapped too. Of course I still wanted her for myself, that's why I invited Lauren to distract and overpower Bill.

It was good to see my Maker and I was glad that I didn't brought Pam and Brian with me. I know they were not the fans of Godric, thinking that I love him too much, listen and protect him, do everything he wants me to. I was still fearfully loyal to him even if I haven't seen in him since the World War II. And I know that they would do anything for me like I would for Godrick.

The taking over the church, where the Fellowship of the Sun wanted to kill Godric, turned out to be quite the surprise. Of course I rescued Sookie, and helped my Maker as much as he allowed me to. What surprised me, that Jason Stackhouse, who joined the vampire hating group, was actually changing his mind and fighting against the crazy Newlin, which meant he was finally with us.

So as we came back to the private house, where the vampire conventions was taking place, finding some free time I seaked out Jason to talk to him. Just over twenties, quite naive, but brave jock, with blond wavy hair, soft brown eyes, and a great tanned trained body. Mhm...Why did I never saw how delicious the young Jason really was. I was probably preoccupied with his sister too much.

I compliment on his brave behavior back in the church and get the nervous shy reply, which for some reason I find as a turn on. To my big tall frame, he is a small package, quite easy to handle and I suddenly picture what a great sub he could be. I can't handle a satisfied smirk escaping my lips, which his big eyes follows closely. Hopefully it's not from fear. Cause I have every intention to make my fantasy come true.

So not wasting my time, I took Jason with me into a private room, as private as it gets in the house full of vampires. And confronted him about abusing V. Damn he was even more naive than I thought, cause Jason actually tried to get away with the nervous laugh and a weak promise that he stopped and won't do it again. Like seriously? I am a thousand years old vampire who killed villages and he is not afraid at all, talking to me like we are some buds. it just makes me want to punish him.

I slowly approach him with an angry and predator look as he steps back with the sudden fear, until he finally hits the wall and I dangerously hover over him. Jason gulps with fear and the sweat breaks over his forehead. Up close he is even more beautiful.
"-You'll have to be punished", I announce and maybe it's only my wishful thinking, but I think his eyes just sparkled with some hidden suppressed desire for dark.

He doesn't fight my orders or punishment as hard as I thought he will. He didn't even tried to cover up and pretend to be totally disgusted. Maybe it was just his fear telling him to do what ever I say, afraid he might die or be tortured otherwise. Non the less. I like it. It strokes my lust and desire. Jason probably has no idea what he just sign in for.

Since it's his first time, I don't tell him to strip, not wanting to scare of my new pure pup. I sit on the chair and he kneels by my side, slowly. Mhm..maybe he do knows what he is doing. Then without me having to say anything, he bends over my knees, laying flat chest on my thighs. He has to raise himself up a bit, for the high differences, and his legs shaken. So he is nervous. Maybe shy, maybe afraid. I am actually fine with any emotion. It only ignites me more.

I start to spank him with my palm over his covered ass, without any warning. But by his breathing I can tell he was silently waiting for the first slap. I don't spank him as hard as he probably thought I will, but after the tenth, he starts to silently count them, his breathing becomes irregular, he breaks more sweat. And it makes me growl. He smells wonderful. Like the sun and the sweat, like youth, earth, simply human and most importantly -masculine.

I inhale his scent deeply and it awakens my predator side with all desire, hunger and lust. Involuntarily I make a low growl, which I can feel, scared Jason a bit. He stiffens and his breathing quickens. But I don't care for his comfort, all I care is my needs, even if silently I try to tune it down, because deep down, I don't want to scare of Jason or to hurt him badly.

I undo his jeans and yank it down to his thighs along with his briefs. Jason yelps and tries to move away, but of course I'm much stronger and keep him down. Trying to relax him, I slowly caress his back with my palm softly.

"-Don't worry Jason, I'm not going to rape you. Do you really think so low of me?", I ask in as soft and calm voice as I manage, but it's hard, my desire and hunger is awakened to make me want to growl, demand and seduce.

"-No..", I hear a faint replay and I'm not sure what to make of it. If he is afraid and doesn't believe me, why would he lie? Maybe he is afraid to speak up the truth, maybe he is afraid of my reaction. But Jason is blunt and brave, I know for sure that he would not be afraid to tell me something. At least he didn't before, that was one of the reasons I liked him.

Or maybe...I get a pleasurable idea, which makes me growl once again, that Jason secretly wants it, he wants to be spanked and is afraid to voice it, to ask for it. Maybe he has some dark desires that he was afraid to seek and fulfill. I guess we will find out.

Without warning I start to spank his naked ass, making him to yelp and squirm on my lap. But I don't stop, I spank his ass and his thighs, I spank harder, enjoying the pink marks on his tanned skin, enjoying my palm print on his perfect bubble ass. And what a fine ass it is. I get a desire to kiss, lick, bite and even feed from those two perfect globes.

Jason is squirming, yelping, gasping (and...even moaning?) from my spanking. I know it hurts. Every time I spank on the same red burning spot, it hurts. Every time I spank on the new place, hard, without warning it hurts. But still, he doesn't stop me, he doesn't ask for mercy, doesn't tell me how much it hurts, doesn't threaten to tell Sookie or even hurt me.

Maybe because he is afraid, maybe he thinks I won't listen, care and be indifferent. But I know his secret.- he enjoys it. Because you can hide your dark desire it deep inside you, you can lie, be in denial. But being a young healthy male you still can't hide your boner. And I know he likes it, cause right now Jason's impressive hard cock is pressing down into my thigh.

I spank where his ass meets his thighs, that sensitive area, that makes him to scream and cry. He is holding very well, but I know that his eyes is watery, his short fingernails are cutting into my thighs, almost ripping the fabric of my jeans. But I don't stop. I know it hurts, I know that even if he likes the spanking, it already passed the pleasurable point. Cause his boner is getting softer. Pain is overpowering the pleasure and desire.

I am impressed. His bravery, his masculinity makes me to admire him, respect him even, but most importantly, it makes me to want him, to desire him. Badly.

So I stop. I place my palms on the red burning marks, trying to take his pain away, hoping that my cool skin is helping a little. I move my palms softly, hopefully in a calming, caressing way. And he just lays there, not moving, silently crying, even if he tries to stop or at least to silent his tears. But even without my vampire hearing I know that he cries, snuffle and is still slightly shaking. His boner is practically none existent, he probably already passed the point where he cared and would be embarrassed about it.

Without a word I help him to get up as I stand. Cause I know it hurts him and it's difficult to stand with your jeans down. But as soon as we stand he quickly moves away from me. I watch him silently, focusing on his every move. Cause now I see him differently than before. He tries to act brave and tough. Silently pulling his clothes back up, slightly wincing at the fabric contact with his sensitive beaten skin. But he bits down the gasps and yelps, he tries to stand straight, trying not to look weak. I admire that.

"-How bad is it?", I ask wanting to see his reaction, I know it hurts, so there is no point to talk about it. But I wonder how he will answer me.

"-Now You care?",he asks sarcastically, not afraid of my anger or power. He is avoiding my eyes, and it intrigues me. Silently I move closer, while he doesn't pay attention, standing very closely behind his back I inhale the scent of his hair. It smells sweet, not the earth like or masculine like his body, but so differently, so...delicate and pure. The contrast of those two scents makes me slightly dizzy and I make a silent moan.

Jason hears it and he jumps startled as he notices me inches apart. "-What a fuck?", he yelps looking at me wide eyed. I can see surprise, fear and...shyness, dancing on his face. It makes me smile and he squirms his eyes at me. "-What ever you think, it aint gona happen", he tells me slightly shaken. I know he noticed my appreciation and it startled him. In stead of answering him, I just smirk and it makes him stiffen. I want to laugh, enjoying his reaction.

"-What a dirty mind you have Jason", I growl seductive while trying to act innocent, "-Just wanted to give you a treat", I bit into my fingers and quickly, before he can protest and step back from me, swipe the blood over his full soft lips, I wanted to taste so badly. Jason gasps and licks his lips in surprise. I smile as I see his pupils dilating at the reaction to my blood.

"-What a fuck", Jason cursed angrily, "-You just punished me over abusing V and now you're actually giving it to me yourself?", he asked trying to sound angry, but his words is getting slurred and he keeps licking his lips involuntarily, his body is craving more V.

"-I gave it to you, to reduce your pain. We don't want your little sister to know about our little private time, do we?", I ask with a meaning and he actually blushes. So adorable. Jason opens and clothes his mouth couple of times trying to came up with the came back, something mean probably, but he fails. maybe because of the V influence or maybe I just left him speechless. No matter what I smirk at his reaction, already enjoying Jason's company more than I thought I would.

"-You should go, before someone noticed you've been gone for so long", I simply tell him and smirk at his quick reaction to get away. "-I'll see you later Jason", I add as he opens the doors and grin, seeing him to stiffen at my words.

That day I quickly made future plans for Jason and me. We would have so much fun. But unfortunately that got delayed when I got the horrible experience. My maker Godric killed himself in front of me, by burning himself in the sun. Well, technically I left before the sun could burn me too, but still...

I'm not ashamed to admit, that it affected me quite badly. Loosing your maker is a very horrible experience, I wouldn't wish for no one.

Thank God ( not literally, since I don't believe in God), that I had Pamela and Brian by my side. I am not proud of using Brian as my pain management, as he calls it. But Brian being my toy for torture and sex, also was just the a very close person I needed. Giving me everything I asked for, he also gave me comfort and support.

For a brief moment I wanted Sookie and Jason by my side. But I knew that I couldn't. It was time for me to move on from the cute blonde waitress, who wouldn't gave me the comfort and love , like she did for Bill. And as for Jason, it was too soon, he was not yet ready for the physical contact, and especially not for the emotional one, especially if I would force him on it so soon.

It took quite a while until I saw the young hot Jason yet again. It looked like my new boy toy have been very naughty, abusing V yet again. But I can't say I didn't saw it coming. I was the one to giving him the taste of my own blood after he quit and even though it was not much, it gave him some pleasure and made him high. Hopefully gave him some dirty sexual dream about me too.

I was sitting by my desk at my office in Fagtasia, waiting for my future sub to arrive. I could smell him even before I heard Pamela ushering him into the basement. That mixture of his sweet sweat, sun kissed skin, his personal musky scent and dirt from working with the ground. It smelt divine. I wanted him instantly, but my lust and desire for him peaked just as he stepped inside my office. Dressed in a tight light blue jeans and tight sleeveless shirt, skin tanned in the sun, his blond wavy hair falling into his soft brown eyes. Just like sex fantasy coming alive.

I couldn't help but undress him with my eyes, scanning from his feet to his beautiful face, and licking my lips as my eyes finally settled upon his luscious ones. Of course my obvious ogling was not missed, making the shy blonde to blush deep red, Pamela just rolled her eyes before leaving us alone behind the closed doors, which quickly made Jason to nervously gulp down and squirm in his place.

"-There we meet again Jason Stackhouse", I say just breaking up the silence, but my voice was probably still affected by my lust, cause Jason squirmed yet again, deep blush coming back to his cheeks. That just made me to grin. Jason turning out to be even more entertaining that I thought.

"-What do you want Fangs? Cause I have better things to do, then spend my nights at this disgusting place", Jason says trying to sound brave and unaffected, which just makes me to grin even more. I can even ignore his stupid nickname for me, at least for now.

"-Doing exactly what? Having some fun, ignoring authorities, playing with your fate?", I ask slowly, following his reaction. He squirms yet again, gulping nervously, but trying not to show it. Ai ai ai...there's time to act brave, and time not to be naive.

"-Yeah so...Is it wrong to have some fun?...ladies likes me", Jason says with a laugh, even if he's shaking with nervous and fear, avoiding my eyes and even trying to stay in the shadows. Ech Jason, Jason...I want to laugh at his terrible attempt to lie and act bravely. He knows exactly what I'm talking about.

"-Cut it out Jason. Acting dumb is not an attractive look", I say strongly and he froze in place, eyes down like a guilty little boy. It gives me a look what a sub he will be and it makes me slightly hard. But it's not a time and I shake the thought away for latter.

"-I thought we talked about it Jason. I thought we agreed what you won't use V again", I say angrily as I walk around my desk. he stays silent but squirms in his place, shrinking into him as I come closer. I bore my eyes down on him willing him to talk and he closes his eyes in fear.

"-I...I'm not using...I said I was done...and...I am. Who ever said you that...", he lamely tries to lie himself out of this. Did he really thought he could hide this from me? Luckily for him, he stops his lies as he finally meets my eyes. Up close his eyes is even more beautiful and I have to force myself not to lose focus.

"-You've been a naughty boy Jason", I say angrily, but Jason still blushes a little, maybe it reminds him of out first encounter or maybe he likes the idea of being my sub. I have to shake the thought away yet again. Ah...Jason, do you know what are you doing to me.

"-Are.. you... going to... spank me... again?", he asks nervously and I think I'm not imagining that he doesn't sound very opposite to the idea. A pleased smirk returns to my lips and Jason blushes yet again, trying to avoid my eyes.

"-I think you would enjoy it too much", I say seriously and he quickly looks up at me, probably to deny it, but his words die on his lips as I step even closer, "-You have to be punished Jason. You can't enjoy it", I say in an authoritative voice, being serious and all.

"-What...I...I don't enjoy..spanking...", Jason tries to deny it, but I think, he actually tries to convince me to spank him. Mh...what a naughty boy.

He doesn't resist as much as he pretended to be. It doesn't take long before I sit down on my office chair and he bends down over my knees. Jason is slightly shaking, but I doubt it's from the fear, and more from excitement. Since it should be his punishment and not a gift for a spank-lover. I roughly pull down his tight light blue jeans along with his tight underwear, and he shivers as a cool air hits his ass cheeks.

Now he shivers in surprise and maybe even fear, when I massage his bare ass, openly enjoying it. Without warning I lift my palm and quickly smack down on his soft skin, Jason yelps in surprise and maybe even pain, I didn't really controlled my strength. as I lift my palm I enjoy the bright red mark I just left and quickly repeat the spank on the same place. Jason's breathing hitches and he bits his lower lip from screaming. Good boy.

I spank couple times on the other cheek, same place, same strength and finally grin as I feel Jason's boner pressing into my thigh. Well, that's what I'm talking about.

I spank him hard, every cheek, every inch of place, on his upper thighs, hard and fast, until the skin is barely holding it, until Jason is screaming and crying and begging for me to stop, until his cock is no longer hard, until his fingers is ripping into my designer jeans.

"-Please...Eric...stop...I would..do..anything...just stop...",Jason finally cries out the magic words and I stop. I slowly and smoothly massage his burning skin with my cool vampire skin, feather light touches. While Jason is silently crying over my knees, trying to stop his sobbing, to calm his breathing. But he doesn't make any try to move from my lap, and I used it on my benefit. Finally for what I wanted to do all along.

I move my palm from his cheek down, between his body and mine, finally grabbing his cock and making a few good squeezes. Jason barely responds, his breathing changes, but I believe he is still too overwhelmed to focus on it. It's fine with me and I enjoy the feeling on his nice cock in my palm. It's 8,5 inches cut quite nice form and the big head. I squeeze it, pump it and it's coming alive yet again. With the swat over the piss hole, Jason finally moans, joining me in the game.

Making sure that Jason doesn't make any move to stand up, I lift my other hand to his still burning cheeks and softly massage in circular moves until I reach his hidden pucker. Jason yelps and I have to still him with my palm, weighting him down,

"-What..are you...doing?", his voice trembles, sounding like an innocent teenager. I don't really mind. He's not protesting too much.

"-I haven't finished with your punishment", I growl in his ear and he shivers from head to toe. Still not trying to get up. I can't help a satisfied grin that comes to my lips. "-Since your ass can't take no more...", I trail and he froze and my words. Fear. but not too much, since his boner is still pulsating hard in my palm. "-And you did said...that you would do anything", I remind him in a satisfied sexy growl and He shivers yet again.

Jason opens his mouth to finally say something, to protest, to pretend, to lie... But I don't let him and playing with his cock still in my palm I silence him with the moan, that escapes his full pink lips, and doesn't end, even when I return my fingers to his pucker. I knew he would love it, and when my finger touches his special place( the prostate), he buckles his hips, trying to fuck my palm. I can't help but laugh, of course he doesn't hear me, or just stopped caring.

"-I'm not gay...", Jason focuses enough to the last try at protest, "-You said...you won't rape me..", Jason adds as I stay silent. I am not gay either but it doesn't mean that we both can't enjoy this pleasure.

"-Stand up", I order him, stilling my moves and removing my hands from his sensitive ares.

"-uh?", he blinks back looking up at me with a dumbstruck look. He probably didn't think that I would stop at his words, maybe he even hoped I wouldn't. Surprised, blinking his long blond eyelashes, of his big brown eyes, red flushed cheeks, like an innocent kid. in a great jock's body. And I want to see that body, those great rippling muscles and the tanned skin. Want to see all of it. Now.

"-I said get up", I repeated in an angry order and he quickly stumbles to his feet, jeans and underwear hanging around his knees making it hard to move. He looks lost, but he stays silent, maybe just too shocked to speak, but I like it. A good sub already. "-Strip", I order again and he blinks back couple of times at me in surprise, before he quickly comply and kicks of his shoes, jeans and underwear, before quickly pulling of his t-shirt.

I stare at his body, trailing my inspecting appreciated eyes slowly from his pretty blond head to his lean legs, and his cheeks flushes again at my heated look. He looks down in shyness or embarrassment, I can't really tell, cause I don't understand why. I smile softly at him hoping to relax him and he does breath out the air he was holding. Was he afraid I won't like what I would see, did he wanted me to like him, to want him? I can't tell. But it doesn't really mater.

I order him to bent over my desk and he doesn't hesitate before doing as he told. I decide not to torture him any longer and don't make him to wait, until I make my way to him and press my hard on against his bubble ass. His breathing quickens and he holds tighter onto my desk. Not speaking up, no protesting. it looks like he's ready to be punished, tortured, raped. Are we back to that again?

"-I am not going to rape you Jason. I know that you want it, you will enjoy it and soon you will beg me for it", I growl into his ear before biting into my finger and pushing it through his luscious lips. he sucks on it greedily like a good addict, moaning at my taste, soaking up my finger with his saliva. It makes me want to moan at it. So I pull out my finger, he can't have too much V in him.

I don't leave him hanging, so I start licking and sucking on his neck, making him to shiver, before moving down and trailing kisses and licks down his spine. I don't do rimming very often, but I do want to taste him. He is shivering and gasping as I trail my wet tongue down his spine, before blowing some cool air on it. His moaning even before I reach his crack, and practically screams as I insert my tongue inside. I fuck him with my tongue expertly and he becomes a moaning mess. I do hope it's not from the V and he actually enjoys is. When he start to buckle his hips, trying to fuck himself on my tongue, I insert my finger, still slick with his saliva and quickly reach his prostate. It doesn't take very long before he lets go and shoots his load all over my desk, while screaming and moaning- the best music to my ears.

I allow him a bit of rest as he lays gasping, spent on my desk not moving, before I reach for the oils and start preparing him for my cock. I'm hard as rock and could practically fuck a wall, how much I want him. He's gasping as I prepare him slowly, moving my fingers inside him skillfully, even without a V he wouldn't dream of protesting at this moment. He thinks he's too spent to cum again, but he's my new young stallion, I know his stamina is amazing.

"-Do you want this Jason, do you want me inside you?", I know I am pushing, but I did said he would beg me for it.

"-Yes...", Jason moans, gasps. His pucker is pulsating with need to be filled. He does wants it. But if he prefers, I can pretend it's the V talking.

As I finally place my cock at his entrance he's almost begging for it, fucked himself on my fingers for a good minute and groaned as I removed my fingers out. As I finally push inside, He pretends to gasp in pain, trying to act like he doesn't like it, doesn't want it. But I know better, his body didn't even tense in pain, but actually curved up to welcome me, his asshole twitching in wait in need, welcoming me whole. I gasp at how tight he is, already feeling pleasure on the first push. But after all he is a virgin. I can't help but smile pleased to know that I am the first to be inside him, and if I have a say in it, hopefully the only one. That knowledge almost makes me to cum right there, but I have better restrain for that. I grab on his shoulder, for a better grasp and without any time to adjust I start fucking him hard and fast. Jason quickly looses his act and even curves his back, throwing his head back, as he moans, loudly.

Fuck, I'm in heaven.

Not sure how long I should allow Jason his space before I could see him again. I didn't wanted to push too much and I haven't heard about him using V again, so I tried to stay away and act like I don't care. But I do. I want my fantasy about my new sub to come to life and soon. I waited couple of weeks, allowing him to get enough of fucking those small town girls, cause when he's finally my sub, he won't fuck anyone, unless I allow him to.

Since I didn't had any reason to summon him to my office, I seek him out in his environment- Merlote's bar. (of course I chose the night that Sookie doesn't work.) I found him playing a billiard with his buddies and drinking beers, some young naive chicks hanging around and complimenting the guys on their playing skills ( of course my boy is the best player among them) . Jason was dressed in a tight light blue jeans, and as he bend over to shoot, I got all kinds of ideas. And it reminded me how pathetic I am being, a thousand year old vampire seeking out the small town guy. Even if he is a walking sex fantasy. But still glad that none vampires I know could see me right now.

I strolled to the bar and by flirting with the bartender ordered some True blood. Being so open by the bar I got quickly noticed by Jason and making sure he was watching I flirted with the young sexy girl, inviting her for a private chat outside. I left slowly feeling how the brown eyes followed my moves. The bartender joined me soon after and we started making out in the alley. I didn't had to wait long before the sweet Jason came looking for us.

I heard his surprised gasp even before he came into a sight. I broke the kiss and looked up to meet Jason's eyes with a satisfied grin playing on my face. "-Good evening Jason", I poured at him still holding the girl who turned to look at who had the audacity to ruin her dream come true (me ).

"-What are you doing?", Jason asked trying to appear indifferent to the scene before his eyes, pretending that only the safety of the girl made him to come seeking me out.

"-Satisfying my needs", I answered huskily as I sneaked my hand under the girls skirt and with the other hand running my finger slowly over the vein on her slender neck, all the time keeping my eyes locked with Jason's.

"-Are you going to drink her blood?", Jason asked with a shaking voice as his eyes followed the movement of my fingers,

"- Well I am hungry", I said licking my lips slowly as my eyes locked over Jason's full lips and the pulsing vein on his neck.

"- What ?", the girl suddenly asked stunned as she finally understood my words about drinking her blood. But what did she expect knowing that I am a vampire. She of course irritated me as she tried to back away from me and my sharp teeth. I quickly grabbed her waist tightly and glamoured her not to scream before I pressed her back to my chest, locking her in my inhuman strong arms.

"- Look what you did", I told Jason feeling annoyed, "- Now it might get ugly", I warned him as I popped out my teeth. "- Good thing that I like playing with my food", I added with the short evil grin before lowering my head

"- Don't.", Jason's panic voice stopped me right after I broke the skin,

"- But I am hungry", I said with the sweet pleading voice, "- Unless, you are going to give me a taste of your's", I suggested huskily allowing him to see the desire in my eyes.

"- hum...", Jason stammered as the sweat broke over his forehead. Quickly turning the girl in my arms I glamoured her to stay put and silent, before I made my way over to the trembling Jason, who as if glamoured also stayed frozen and silent.

"-What do you say Jason?", I asked huskily as I stood just a step away, my eyes hungrily running over his beautiful face's features and pulsing veins. His rapidly beating heart was the best music to my ears and made my desire for him to reach even higher.

"- What ? I.. I am not offering my blood for you", Jason stammered while trying to back away from me without falling down.

"- Oh, come on Jason. I promise I will make it to feel good for you too", I offered huskily while following his steps and standing even closer,

"- H..How? With..sex? I...I'm..not gay", Jason stammered with the rapidly beating heart and sweating from his forehead to his palms. His personal scent was getting stronger and stronger making my head dizzy.

"- By drinking My blood. But I'm not opposed with the other pleasures as well", I told him huskily as I lifted my hand and ran my fingers softly over his muscular chest up to his slender neck and up to caress his strong jaw. My thumb was coming up to touch his lips before he shook off of my spell and quickly stepped back,

"- Back of Fangs, I'm ..not ...gay." He stammered yet again, and only his quicken breathing made me to ignore his nickname for me. "-I still ...remember that ...punishing. I'm... done with the V", he avoided my eyes as he tried to lie his way out of this. But his beating heart told me what I needed to know.

"- You remember a?", I asked pleased and Justin uncontrollably blushed, pretending that I couldn't see it in the dark. "- While I'm glad that you're done with the V, but there's is the deference if I am offering you mine", I smiled pleased as he looked up at me curious. "- I would be more than ok with you tasting my blood. Straight from the source", I added too excited to hide my hunger and desire and Jason's eyes got wide at seeing it ( he probably knows about the sexual dreams that comes with the drinking vampire blood from the source).

"- I...I don't think... it would be a...good idea", Jason stammered not capable of making the full sentences. I just raised a curious eyebrow at that. "- wouldn't it be wrong for me to taste V, if...if I am suppose to fight my addiction?", I smirked at Jason's try to reason me.

"- Don't worry, I'll be there to keep an eye on you. And the memory of the punishment should be more than enough to keep you grounded", I suggested with the grin, sexy enough to remind him of the punishment yet again. But I just couldn't resist seeing Jason blushing yet again.

"- uhm...", Jason stammered again trying to find another reason to resist. My patience was coming to an end and knowing that Jason won't agree so openly on his own, even if he did wanted to, I had to take actions into my hands. So I quickly bit into my finger and smeared the blood over his lower lip. Jason uncontrollably licked it of and his pupils immediately dilated, he gasped at the high feeling and stumbled on his feet.

"- Easy", I said softly with a laugh and caught him in my arms. Pressing him close against my chest I couldn't help but breath in his scent and lick on his neck. I heard Jason gasp at the feeling but without any protest, taking it like an invitation I gently bit into his neck and lost myself at his taste. It was nothing like Sookie's fairy one, but he still tasted amazing and I was so very hungry for Jason's.

I heard Jason gasp and moan from the pain and pleasure. My hands started running all over Jason's back, sneaking under his shirt to explore his muscled back and pres him even closer to myself. Our hardening cocks brushed together and we both moaned at the feeling, making me to stop drinking. I squeezed Jason's bubble butt, enjoying those globes in my palms and making our cocks to brush in even better friction.

Worried that maybe Jason still felt some pain, I bit into my lover lip to draw blood and quickly smashed our lips in a heated kiss. Jason gasped into my mouth, opening his mouth wide enough for my tongue's entrance and I quickly deepened the kiss, we both lost ourselves at the feeling.

Breaking up the kiss long enough for Jason to breath in some air, I continued exploring his mouth, with one hand massaging his scalp and angling his head, with the other still palming his perfect ass. Jason's started moaning into my mouth as he rotated his hips to brush his boner against mine even better. My restrain was coming to an end, needing,wanting more. I sneaked my hand into his tight jeans and brushed my finger over sensitive crack. Jason gasped without any protest and it encouraged me to play with his pucker more, before pushing my finger inside and finding his prostate. Jason moaned deep body moan and his cock started leaking. Between our brushing cocks, me finger fucking him and deep heavy tongue play, it didn't take long before Jason couldn't take it anymore and cum into his pants, moaning, gasping, panting.

As weird as it would sound, and as much as Jason tried to pretend and lie, even to himself, we developed some kind of schedule. Usually I would seek him out at the bar or at his place, or sometimes he would come to the Fangtasia, then we would share some blood, sometimes I would spank him, then I would give him a hand-job or the finger-fucking, then we would fuck. After it he would go home and I would return to the Fangtasia. (Not once he staid at my place.) And he could pretend it was not happening, that he didn't liked it and even craved it, at least until the next time. I didn't pushed him very hard, so we would meet once, every couple of weeks. It helped him to not get super addicted to the V and he could fuck as much women as he needed, until he could feel secure about his sexuality. Cause for some unknown reason he still needed that labeling, and the label of bisexual, was totally not ok with him. And I could care less, as long I would get what I wanted- his blood and body for my taking, even if it wasn't that often as I wished.

"-It hurts", Jason repeats it yet again, like with my supper hearing I couldn't hear him the first time,

"-I heard", I say casually not looking up from my desk, while he still lays down on my couch,

"-Well, aren't you going to give me more V for it?", he asks with the irritated voice, a bit tainted by pain.

"-But you said, you don't want to get depended on it", I remind him his words, still looking down at the papers and deliberately ignoring him,

"-What a fuck Fangs, why are you being such a douche tonight?", he asks almost angry and annoyed and it finally gets my attention.

"-How many times I told you not to call me Fangs?", I yell as I stand up an walk up to him. Now I can see him perfectly, still half naked, laying on my couch face down, with his red just spanked ass in the air. "-Did you just forget that I am the thousand years old vampire, who can kill you in seconds and I don't need your freaking permission if I want to drink your blood or fuck your ass", I scream loosing my control as Jason's eyes gets big in fear and he shakes at my angry voice. "-You're just a mortal human boy, so do not think you can order me out. And demand me to give you my blood", I finish in an angry growl before grabbing Jason by his neck and lifting him up above the ground. "-Understood?", I ask in a dark voice, looking deep into his pretty brown eyes, now big and shiny from fear.

"-Y...Yes", he stammers in a weak voice, like a young and stupid human he is,

"-Good", I sneer before letting him go and he stumbles on the floor. "-Now get out", I say walking away, back to my desk. I don't look up but I can hear and feel how Jason put back on his clothes and got ready to leave. He opens the doors before I speak up again, "-And don't worry, I won't come looking for you ever again. You're obviously not the man I thought you were. Go back to your small little life and the stupid girls of the small town", I tell him this looking straight him in the eyes, with no emotions displaying. Like the cold blooded Vampire I am.

Jason stares at me in shock, fear and even pain. His eyes glisten with emotions, but he quickly blinks them away, trying to stay strong like a man. He says nothing, even though I could see in his eyes that he wanted to, before leaving quickly and slamming the doors behind him.

It upset me that it had to end, I had such a good dreams about us. Maybe he was just too young and immature, for what I had to offer. If he's smart, he'll come back to me, if not...hopefully I can found some other hot body to fulfill my needs.

2007

It was couple of months later until I saw Jason again. From my glamoured slaves, I heard that he dated some naive blond chick and got in the police academy to become a police officer. It made me so disappointed. I thought that after being with me, even for a short while, that he would learn something, but apparently he hadn't. Still fucking small town girls and hating vampires. ech...what a waste.

We met at the same meeting, for fighting some witches. It was Sookie that invited me, even if Bill wasn't happy about it, but they could still acknowledge my abilities, since I'm the oldest vampire in town. Jason waited until we were left somewhat alone before he could even acknowledge my existence, of course I did the same. after that speech I gave him, I just couldn't cave in and look weak.

"-E..Eric", Jason nodded in my direction, like it was just then he noticed me, but I felt his eyes on me at least 4 times until then. His voice wavered a bit, like he wanted to call me Fangs again, or maybe he was just afraid to talk to me in the first place.

"-Jason", I nodded back at him, allowing my eyes to scan him from head to toe, looking for a change. He looked a bit more fit, but his police uniform didn't do any good. "-I see you joined the police force", I commented with a bit of mockery,

"-And you don't approve", Jason said with his usual cocky irritated voice that I might of missed,

"-I thought we were past that vampire hating stage", I say calmly but my eyes go dark and I allow him to see it. He blinks back at me in shock, maybe a bit with fear, but he tries not to show it to me, standing his ground, like a brave jock he is. I always admired that. "-And that uniform covers way too much skin for my liking", I add leaning in with a husky voice, letting him to know that I still want him. I smile as his breathing hitches and he blinks back again, just for the different reason.

That night, after we fought those witches, I was left bare chested, since they ripped of my shirt. Before leaving, I caught Jason's eyes, he was staring at me, maybe checking out my abs. I'd like to think that he was worried about me, when my life was hanging on the balance, but of course he would never admit it, even if he was. I deliberately walked past him, hoping that the lack of distance will finally give me the wanted answers.

"-Like what you see?", I ask in a husky voice as our eyes meet. His heart is beating rapidly, but he frowns to appear disgusted by my suggestion. "-Oh..right. You're not gay, are you?" ,I add with a mockery and walk away, still being able to hear his quickly beating heart.

I don't have to wait long, just a full day, before Pamela tells me that Jason arrived to the Fangtasia. I knew he probably wanted to see me, so I deliberately stayed in my office not coming out for my usual appearance. Just as I knew, when Pamela knocked on my door and told me that Jason wanted to see me. I couldn't help but laugh that my plan worked out the way I wanted. But I still don't see Jason. I tell Pamela to tell Jason, that I am busy, (meaning that I am fucking someone). Even being in the basement I'm still able to hear their conversation, and don't have to see Jason to know that he's not happy and irritated, his heart beat tells me enough.

A week later I find out that Jason passed the tests and graduated the police academy, officially becoming the police officer. As a good friend, I send him a gift and a card congratulating him with the news. He doesn't disappoint me and the very next night he comes to visit me again. This time he takes matters in his own hands and gets in to my office before Pamela could stop him ( obviously she didn't even try, cause as a vampire she could beat him in a second).

"-What a fuck do you want vampire?", he yells at me as he bursts into my office,

"-Hello to you too Jason", I pour softly, not at all surprised to see him,

"-Cut it out", he yells again, for some reason brave enough to raise his voice in front of me, "-What a fuck is this?", he asks demanding and throws his gift on my table,

"-Why it's your gift. I thought I should congratulate you for becoming a police officer", I say calmly, not letting my emotions to show,

"-A fucking dildo?", he yells like I don't know what I bought, "-If you didn't knew I have a girlfriend", he excuses himself, so unnaturally I almost laugh,

"-I heard. But she cannot give you the pleasure you seek. Thought I would help you out, since you don't want a real thing", I explain slowly, mockingly,

"-I thought you were done with me", he acts brave and disgusted, but I can hear the pain and sadness in his voice that I stopped enjoying him and was even avoiding him.

"-Do I hear the disappointment in your voice that it's a dildo and not an invitation to my bedroom?", I ask cockily as I stand up from my chair and walk around my desk,

"-I never even been in your bedroom", he murmurs under his breath for some reason forgetting about my perfect hearing. I can't help but grin in satisfaction. He frowns and cursed under his nose for a slip up,

"-You want to know why you never been in my bedroom?", I ask as I stat walking up to him, I ignore his tries to protest and lie, "-Because of your stupid, small town thinking. "I'm not gay, I'm not gay", who the fuck cares Jason? Why do you need to label yourself so much?", I speak in a soft voice as I stand just and inch away, "-You want to know the truth? I am not gay either. I love men and I love women. It's a pleasure. Don't deny yourself to feel everything what a life can offer", I tell me huskily and from his heart beat I know it has affect on him, from either me or my speech.

He murmurs something incoherent under his nose, still not brave to except and ask for what he wants. I smirk. At least he doesn't deny that so much or tries to protest and lie his way out. I grab at his waist and flush his body against mine, "-Are you going to lie still?" I whisper into his ear and he shivers, "-Good", I say after not receiving an answer and quickly flash us to my desk, setting him on the surface I stand between his legs, our bodies still flush together. He gasp at the sudden movement but doesn't protest as our bodies rubs together.

"-Is this really so wrong?", I ask huskily before starting to kiss his neck, rubbing our crotches together, "-Do you want me to stop?", I ask between licking and sucking on his neck, our hardening cocks rubs together.

"-N..no", he whispers between the soft moans, finally letting his hands to explore my back. I use his slightly open mouth to plug in my tongue and explore his mouth in a heated kiss. Jason moans deep body moan, while lifting his hips to meet my crotch better. "-P..Please..", he moans as I rip of his shirt and start exploring his exposed chest and abs. I quickly unzip his pants that I could push my hand inside and start playing with his pucker, I wait until he moans deeply, before I push out my teeth and bite hardly into his neck. His pleasure moans mixes with moans from pain, as I drink harshly while pushing my finger inside until I reach his prostate.

"-Eric..", he moans with pleasure and pain, wanting and needing more. I stop drinking before I rip of his jeans and all of my clothes in a flash. I quickly flush our bodies back together and he managed just to blink. I rub our cocks together, while kissing his mouth deeply, barely giving him enough time to breath.

"-Tell me you want it, tell me you want me", I demand as I squeeze his cock to prevent from coming. He groans in despair, "-Tell me", I demand again more harshly but he just tries to rub his body into mine, hands exploring my naked one. "-Say it Jason", I yell before I slam his body onto my desk and keep him down with my hand on his slender neck, my nails digs into my bite wound. He groans and moans in pain. I release his dick before taking my own in hand and leveling it against his hole. "-Say it", I demand whispering it into his ear and he shivers, his hole already pulsating with need,

"-I want it..", he whispers with want, "-Eric...please", he adds as I do nothing, "-F...Fuck me... please", he moans with so much need that I have to surrender and quickly push in my cock inside with no stopping. Jason yelps in pain and I quickly push my tongue inside to silence him. He moans into my kiss even if his ass hurts. I stay still inside him as I kiss him deeply and my hands explores his body, finding all the sensitive spots, until he moans and forgets about the pain. Then I start fucking him slowly and he welcomes me.

I bite into my finger and quickly push it inside his mouth for him to taste my blood. He quickly moans at the high feeling and I start fucking him faster. His ankles crossed behind my back, he pushes and pulls, meeting my thrusts, moaning deeply, loudly. His nails scratches my back, head thrown back. With the big drop of my blood he quickly cum once and his wounds all healed. But I wanted more and I know he does too, besides he needs to remember that my blood is not the only reason he likes being fucked. So we fuck again and again. And he doesn't need to be asked twice to even suck my dick.

"-I guess I'll have to break up with Bridget", Jason murmurs under his breath, but he knows that I hear, while he picks up his clothes of the floor,

"-That's your choice", he looks up at me surprised, "-I told you I like both gender, and obviously you do too", I say calmly and he nods in appreciation. He probably likes her, and if not me it might've turned out into something serious, "-Besides we don't want some pour girl to die, just because you cheated on me", I add with a smile, but he gulps down and smiles nervously. He better learns the rules fast before he suffer consequences.

"- You shred my clothes, what should I wear?", he whines like a petulant child, which annoys me, I guess I'll have to spank him more.

"-Take mine", I throw him my shirt and grin. He looks hot wearing my clothes. Soon he'll be exactly like I want him to.