A/N: **THIS IS A LONG ONE! A little bit over 3,000 words! Enjoy!***
CHAPTER 6: CRIMSON BLOOD, BEATING HEART.
Eric took Hana by the hand and lead her into Fangtasia. The walls were a crimson red and the decor
was very modern vampire-esque. Scandily clad female dancers danced in chordination on each side
of the room, securing themselves on the tiny circular platform by the stripper poles they leaned against.
The viking vampire could smell that no Vampires were present, just as he had ordered. Still in all, he wanted
to be the only carnal male to have his eyes on her, just for tonight. It disappointed alot of the usual regulars
but they enjoyed the atmosphere nonetheless, curtesy of drink discounts as well as half priced lap dances
from the dancers.
The many fangbangers gathered in their own cliques around the bar. Some danced, and some were
bragging about all of the vampires who fed of them and what not. The trance music sounded throughout
the establishment. The volume was loud but crisp as the bass vibrated against the floor space ever so lightly.
He held his companion by the waist with a strong arm, guiding her to his throne. She couldn't help but giggle
when he pulled her onto his lap, as Pam heard from the distance. She rolled her eyes, as only a fraction of
her attention focused on the female fang banger that begged her to feed from her.
Pam's ocean blue eyes locked onto the fangbanger's when she sarcastically explained the rules of 'public' feeding.
Due to her annoyance from the sight of her maker paying attention to Hana, Her fangs presented themselves
when she spoke. It only seemed to make the fangbanger want her more when she whined for Pam,
sounding more than loud enough for Hana to notice.
"Pleeease! I'm just so fuckin' horny! Please bi-"
The petite fangbanger begged before Pam covered her mouth.
"Huh? Why.. is that annoying girl bothering that woman?"
Hana asked with curiousity, watching Pam push the fangbanger
behind a crimson curtain that lead to the 'VIP' section.
"Because, she wants to be fed on.."
Eric said as his icy blue eyes met the floor.
"You mean, she.. likes being bitten..?"
Hana asked him, a look of shock lingered in her expression.
"Many humans do. They're commonly refferred to as fangbangers.."
Eric responded, dreading to get into this topic with her.
"So.. when we fuck, and I let you bite me,does.. that make me a slutty fangbanger?"
Hana asked with a smirk, pushing her long ponytail to the side to expose her neck.
Their gaze met. The idea seemingly enticed her. Eric layed a strong hand to the back of her hair,
guiding her body to face him. Both of their legs spread apart then, causing her to gently fall against
his chest. A look of seriousness showed within his icy blue eyes.
"Hana. Do not call yourself such a worthless being. Fangbangers are food
and a one time fuck, and nothing more. But you.. are so much greater than that.."
Eric spoke sternly, placing her long ponytail to cover her neck.
"I know I mean more than that.. but.. the idea is just so sexual.
If I can't be your fangbanger, then... will you feed on someone else?"
Hana said lowly, feeling a sense of insecurity rattle her.
"My fangbanger? Hana, do you truly wish to be mine?"
Eric began asked her, suprised from her words.
"Yes! I want to be yours. Your girlfriend. Your companion. Your human.
Your slutty fangbanger,and whatever else you want me to be. It won't matter
to me because I'll be with you!" Hana found herself saying as her lips trembled slightly.
"Then if you declare yourself mine, I am yours. No one will take you away from me.
Your safety will be assured.. and whenever you're ready for it, your pleasure will be mine."
The viking vampire said as his icy blue eyes focused on her exotic green eyes.
"When I'm ready? Why must you say it like that?"
Hana asked flirtatiously, stroking his built chest with both palms.
"Simply because I don't want to rush you. You may want to be my, sexy, slutty, fangbanger..."
Eric spoke inbetween the short, sweet kisses he planted on her petite rouge lips.
"Mnn.. uhuh..?"
The brunette spoke in ecstacy.
"I do not want to have primal sex with you if it's on a whim.
You have to want all of me. Because after that. There is no turning back..
for either of us. I want this to be concrete.. Hana."
Eric said with a smirk. His thumb and index finger held to her chin.
"So do I. I don't play games when I feel so strongly.
I'm nothing like Soo-" Hana trailed off before biting her bottom lip.
Eric's gaze was stern now, almost blank. He figured she had encountered Sookie by now, and it wasn't
a problem to him at all. Though distain tried to take over his emotions. Hana was right. She seemed
nothing like the Fae waitress. She was much younger, but he could bet with meeting the true death
that Hana feels just as strongly as he does, no bullshit. The young woman knew what she wanted,
and that was something that made her Sookie's complete contrast.
The viking immortal stroked the young woman's cheek when he saw her look bashful, staring down at the
black marble flooring as if she said something wrong. Her almond shaped emerald eyes gazed back up at
him with curiosity, making him smile meekly. He could tell the woman was sincere, and hated being discreet
or to hide how she felt. Be it from the blood, or the innocent look in her eyes, he sensed realness. It gave
him more security and less doubt that any human ever did.
"You've met Sookie, I see. You have nothing to be sorry for, princess.
I was going to tell you about her eventually, but obviously now would seem appropriate."
Eric said softly. He brushed aside her side bangs with his fingers before kissing her forehead.
"Yeah.. she told me quite a bit. I don't know whether I should feel for
her for all she's been through or kick her in the shins.."
Hana pondered, blinking a bit.
"And why would you kick her in the shins, dare I ask?"
Eric asked her with a grin, nearly chuckling at her honesty.
Hana looked back to him then, gazing into his icy blue eyes that gave her comfort and security.
Eric felt her slender palms stroke his chest slowly before he emmitted somewhat of a faint groan,
quickly adapting to the teasing touch of her delicate hands.
"Because I could never understand why she would let go of you.."
Hana said to the viking vampire as her eyes closed. Her lips melted into his.
On instinct, Eric held to the back of her head, gripping her straighted ponytail that suddenly became loose.
Long brown straightened hair fell over his hand that gripped to some of it. He returned the passion of her
kiss tenfold. Their lips massaged and gelled sensually before tongues had met. Hana moaned her Asian
like moans into his mouth. Her large breasts pressed to his chest when the viking vampire pulled her closer to him.
Pam's P.O.V.
From the VIP room Pam glared from the distance. Her blood stained mouth formed into a scowl.
The female fangbanger was getting dressed, giggling with satisfaction when she pulled her skimpy
leather shorts up. Bright crimson bite marks showed on her exposed neck. She leaned close to the
blonde vampiress who sat at the black leather couch, crossing her arms with closed eyes.
"That was so hot, Pam! I can't wait to see you agai-"
The female fangbanger chirped before she became silent.
The tall vampiress stared into the fangbanger's eyes, feeding her mind her influence. Her ocean
blue eyes remained on the fangbangers as she pricked her finger with her fang, placing her blood
on the girl's bitemarks that healed instantaniously.
"Listen. You are a dirty skank. Your type blood is common, and I never want to taste it again.
You will forget I ever sunk my fangs into your needy flesh, and will seek to fufill your selfish
whorish desires from a different vampire who's desperate enough to bother with you.
Understand, sweetheart?" || Pam said with a sarcastic grin.
"Yes.. I understand..."
The female fangbanger said blankly.
"Good. Now, get out."
Pam ordered her. Her arms crossed.
The female fangbanger nodded and left. Pam's ocean blue eyes looked past the slight opening
the slim crimson curtains had in the center, catchng sight of Eric kissing Hana on his throne. She
rolled her eyes before wiping her mouth. Hating the taste of +O positive that lingered.
When the night grew later, Pam took the bar shift, tending to the few humans that werently entirely
ossified as of yet. They cleared way and quickly sat somewhere else when Eric became present, sitting
at the bar table with Hana now next to him. The tall blonde vampiress was cleaning a glass, trying not to
pay mind to them before Eric summoned her attention, much to her displeasure.
"Pam. I'd like you to meet with my human companion, Hana."
Eric said with a grin, wrapping his arm around her waist.
"Hana, the traditional and common
Japanese term for flower.. How.. lovely."
Pam said with a forced smile. Emphasis on the word common.
Eric caught his prodigy's sarcasm right away, as he would groan faintly. He randomly succumbed to his urge
to scold her for feeding on the fangbanger from before, reminding her of the humans who enjoyed the public
feeding ban that might have made their way into his establishment with intents of recording such activity.
Pam sighed with slight annoyance. She scarcely tried to hide it.
"I glamoured every human when they walked in, one by one, Eric.
Besides I had to shut the bitch up. I prevented any sort of outburst."
Pam stated plainly, hating it when he scolled her, finding it strange that he did.
"Eric, she took control of the situation.
You should commend her for that, you know!"
Hana said to the viking vampire.
"You're right, princess. We just try to follow the rules.
I'd like my establishment to be astray from any media attention of that sort."
Eric said with a smirk, stroking her cheek with his thumb.
Pam placed her long slender hand on her hip, disregarding the fact that Eric's new plaything
actually stook up for her. With a rehersed smile, Her ocean blue eyes locked onto Hana's as
she smirked on que.
"Right. What would 'princess' like to drink?"
The tall blonde vampiress asked Eric, her gaze on Hana.
"Um.. Peach Schapps on the rocks.
If you have Peach Snapple, please add that.."
Hana said shyly with a laugh.
"Peach Schapple? How cute.
If only I were human to try it.."
Pam said with a half smirk, finding her request adorable,
though she showed no signs of affection.
Pam's ocean blue eyes tried not to drift on the young woman's large breasts. Up close, she found
Hana quite attractive. The kinky way her dark straightened hair messily hung at the edge of her
Dcup breasts. Even her Asian like features and naturally green eyes stood out to Pam. Her skin was
pale like porceline, bringing notice to her petite red lips.
"She's a sexy little plaything aint she? Never knew Eric was into the young, exotic types."
She thought to herself while preparing the brunette's drink in just under a minute. She luckily found
a standard sized glass peach snapple bottle in the back of the fridge. She served it in a cocktail glass
and added a chilled peach slice on the glass on the edge. Her bartending skills over then years had yet to fail her.
"and I would like True Blood. +A positive, ofcourse."
Eric requested, seeming to suprise his progidy.
Pam raised an eyebrow, smirking slightly with curiousity. Her ocean blue eyes lingered to Hana's
exposed neck. She noticed her long straightened hair was messy, but her neck showed no puncture
wounds, not even a trace of oral contact. Plus the fact that her maker ordered a blood substitute
made the fact obvious.
"The fuck? He hasn't fed from her? and he's ordering fucking true blood?
I just can't wrap my head around this one." The blonde female vampire thought to
herself with a puzzled look, subconciously taking in the scent of Hana's -A negative blood.
The blonde vampiress' thoughts became clear then. Eric wanted to keep from her blood, whatever
his reason may be she didn't think too much into. She pulled out a bottle of A+ positive True Blood,
sliding it to him. She placed a hand on her hip, appearing collected when she secretly thought that
female fangbanger from before was a negative type. Negative bloodtypes were much more appetizing
than the common +O positive, from her tastes anyway.
Pam tended to glamouring the few drunk humans that left, making sure they would'nt 'notice' the feeding
that went on in the VIP section. She could smell the younger customers that took LSD laced with a small
amount of vampire blood. Though, she and the staff made sure their trip stayed good, and the drinks
stayed flowing AND fully priced since it was past Midnight.
Most of them gathered to the spacious black dancefloor while some just sat where they were, touching
the objects around them, keeping to themselves. "Fuse" by SHE sounded faintly throughout the bar.
The distorted bass sounded heavy while it's undertones remained dark to fit with the bar's theme.
Once everything was running smoothly, the tall blonde vampiress took a seat at her throne that
was next to Eric's, watching over the bar from there.
Regular Shifting P.O.V.
The new bartender on shift served Hana her fourth glass of Peach Schnapple as the two remained at
the secluded bar area. She was still taking in everything Eric had went over with her. Witches? Eric losing
his memory from Black Magic? Werewolves? Vampire's power ranked by age? The illusive effects of large
vampire blood intake? Bill? and Sookie? It was alot to soak up, But she felt content hearing this from him.
They flirted and chatted for a bit. 6 bottles of +A positive layed empty on the bar table by Eric.
Hana knew being fed on was a touchy subject for Eric, but it made her feel entirely respected nonetheless.
Though she couldn't help but wonder what being fed on would feel like. Perhaps like a Hickey but a bit more
painful? She could do nothing but guess for now, as it was not neccisary to dwell upon.
The curvacious brunette found herself leaning against Eric's chest once again. She sucked on a chilled
peach slice while they flirted some more. Though over Eric's shoulder, she caught sight of Pam in the distance.
Hana couldn't help but gaze at the sight, giving in to her bisexual tendancies. She saw past the few people
that danced as if they were invisible.
The tall blonde vampiress sat at her throne like a queen, overwatching the bar as if it were her kingdom.
The bright pink silk corset she wore brought attention to her long, blonde, curled locks. The black lace that
accented on the waist area really showed her very slim yet curvy figure. The tight black leather skirt with
matching pink lace accents had length to it, but clinged to her long, slender thighs, teasing Hana
enough to wonder what sort of undergarments she wore underneath.
Hana's heart pounded from the vampire's returning gaze, though she quickly turned her head, hoping Pam
hadn't noticed. A smirk pursed on Pam's pink plump lips then. Eric gazed to Hana with a smug look, sensing
what was going on through both his progeny and Hana. She blinked up at him several times,
Attempting to seem nonchalant.
"You've taken a liking to Pam it would seem.."
Eric said with a teasing grin, stroking her cheek with his fingers.
"What? Uh, Y-yeah. She sure keeps things in order, doesn't she?"
Hana retorted, playing with her messy straight hair that lingered onto her breasts.
"She certainly does."
Eric let her win this time, planting kisses behind her ear playfully.
Pam batted her long lashes with a look of content when she gazed upon Hana. She no longer protested
at the sight of seeing the young woman in her maker's grip. She wouldn't admit it, but she knew something
about her set apart from the rest of the playthings Eric has had over the years. She just hoped to Lillith,
if that fucking mythical bitch she heard about even existed, that Haha was nothing like Sookie.
"Fuck Sookie." Pam thought to herself with a scowl that soon ceased when she caught Hana's gaze again.
It was cute to watch the pale brunette steal a few glances from her, regardless of being in Eric Northman's
grip. She could only grin when she returned her gaze, fantasizing a dirty thought of gripping Hana by her large,
soft, breasts with her freshly manicured nails as she ate her out. But that thought was only hers to savor,
and nothing more tonight.
When closing time rolled around at 4:30am, everyone cleared out. The staff cleaned up, and Hana said her
goodbyes, as well as Pam, sharing one final gaze with the flashy vampiress before she and Eric departed.
He drove her home and they made out against the hood of his car until the sky turned a pale shade of dark
stars began to depart, Signaling sunrise was a mere 20 minutes away.
"I'll see you tomorrow night, I presume?"
Eric asked her as he had her hips in his grip.
"and every night after that. I like how we're starting off slow,
but remember, you'll see me alot."|| Hana answered with a smile,
lightly gripping his shirt to keep her balance.
"Understood, my princess. One more thing."
Eric said as he leaned close.
"Yes, my viking?"
Hana asked him with a giggle.
"Invite me in your home. Quickly."
Eric smirked, leaving no room for explanation.
"Hn? O-okay.. Won't you please come in..?"
Hana slurred, forgetting the invite rule for Vampires.
Without another thought, he carried her bridal style, taking off with super speed into her front door
and up to her room. He placed her on her bed and took off her tight clothes, watching her expression
become tired as her eyes seemed to barely stay open.
"Wh-what.. how'd we end up here? haha, jetlag!"
The now naked brunette said loudly as the alcohol lingered.
Eric stared down at her curvy naked body for about 6 seconds until he covered her with her floral comforter.
Using every ounce of self control he obtained over the past thousand years he swore not to ravage her where
she was, though in the state that she was he knew it was far from appropriate to even tease her. The viking
vampire shushed her through a grin, and she made groggy noises before turning to her side. He kissed her
forehead, then began to walk away, when he heard her mumble something nearly inaudible as she gradually
surrendered to slumber.
"Mnn.. ghhh..I mnn..love you, Viking.
We can make love..mnn..n-nother night.."
Hana said before falling asleep.
Eric smiled and mentally kicked himself for letting her drink all that alcohol, but knew they had another night to get
into that. He closed her doors and sped off into the night, having one of his staff tow his car back to the parking lot in Shreveport. The viking like vampire somehow had a feeling he would run away from sunrise for many more nights to come.