Day Eight

Bill and Sookie exited the movie theater hand in hand. "Did you like the movie?" Bill asked.

"What is it about guys and things that crash and go 'boom'?" Sookie remarked. "I thought maybe being from another century you might have retained some sense of romance, but no..."

"Oh, I have a sense of romance." Bill said. "Would you like to see?"

Sookie giggled. "Very much."

With vampire swiftness, Bill picked her up and threw her over his shoulder.

"Bill! What are you doing? Bill!" Her screeches dissolved into laughter.

"I am carrying you off to my mansion to romance and ravage you."

Sookie giggled again and he let her slip off his shoulder into his arms. She kissed him. "I can't wait." She murmured.

One hand on the wheel, the other clutching hers, Bill drove as fast as he dared. He kept his eyes on the road. He had plans for the evening and it would not do to have another encounter like the one with the deputy.

Once they arrived at the house, he lit the fire in the fireplace and threw some cushions on the floor. Taking her hand, he led her to the makeshift bed. He swept the hair from her face and kissed her gently, his lips barely touching hers. She moved closer, he moved away, teasing. "Take off your clothes for me, Sookie." He whispered. He knelt before her.

Her eyes widened, then she smiled. "Like this?" She coyly unbuttoned the top button of the shirt she wore, thrusting forward just a bit so that the lacy edge of her bra peeked out. Looking him in the eye, she undid the buttons, one by one, letting the shirt slide off her shoulders and onto the floor. She reached behind to unhook her bra. She hesitated only a moment, bending forward, teasing him with the view before the bra, too, fell at her feet.

She was a goddess and she had no idea. He could not take his eyes from the perfection of her breasts. He ached to touch her, to take each firm rosebud nipple in his mouth and....

"Bill...are you watching?" Sookie demanded his attention as she unzipped her jeans and slithered out of them in short order. The bikini underpants she wore matched the bra. They dipped enticingly in front. She took a step closer to him, hooked a finger on either side and added them to the pile of clothing on the floor.

"You are so beautiful."He said, beckoning her closer. He did not touch her yet. She made to kneel with him but he stopped her, placing his hands at her waist. Heat rolled off her skin. He traced the tan line at her hip with his tongue and let one cool finger trail up her thigh. She shivered. Parting the thatch of blonde hair, he stroked her gently at first, then more firmly listening to the sharp intake of breath at each stroke. Feeling her legs weaken with desire, he lowered her carefully to the floor.

His eyes met hers before he took the same downward path she had the previous night, tongue and lips covering her smooth flesh with licks, nips, and kisses. One finger kept up the stroking and she spread her legs wider, hips arching upward demanding more. Spurred on by her desire and the knowledge that he was the first ever to give her this pleasure, he replaced the finger with his tongue, skillfully driving her to the edge, then pulling back, sucking in her salty sweetness.

"Bill, ohhhhhhhh, Bill." She moaned. Her hands grasped the air and he gripped one tightly, intertwining their fingers.

The pulse of blood in her thigh sang to him but he denied himself, flicking his tongue against her nub over and over until she bucked and shuddered with release. Only then did he turn his head and bite, her blood spurting into his mouth, hot and sweet. He drank her in, relishing the taste as the heat of her flooded his body. One urge sated, he undid his own pants, sliding them down only far enough to release himself. In one swift motion, he pushed up and into her. Sookie wrapped her legs around him and he thrust again and again until he came, her name on his lips.

"Wow." Sookie murmured as the lay together after. "That was.....wow."

Bill chuckled. "You liked that, did you, Darling?"

"'Liked' seems inadequate."

"Good." He smiled in the darkness.

"I love you." Sookie said, softly. "Is that why it's so good? I mean, you've had a lot of sex, haven't you? You said it isn't always like this, right?"

"No, as I told you, it is not." Bill tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "I have never loved like this as a vampire, so I cannot answer you fully, but I love you, and when we are together it is..." He struggled for a word. "Perfection."

"It is, isn't it." Sookie snuggled closer.

Bill thought she had fallen asleep, but a moment later she spoke again. "I wish...."

"What, Sookie?" He whispered. "What do you wish?" He thought he knew the answer, but he waited for her reply.

She raised up, looking him in the eye. "I wish we could always be together. I mean, I wish you didn't have to spend half your day buried in a hole somewhere."

"As do I." Bill said, pulling her in for a kiss. "But maybe our time together is more precious because of the time we must spend apart."

She did sleep then, but he of course, remained awake. There were things to be done, and a limited amount of time to do them, as always. All that could wait. For now, he would hold her.