AN: I'm back. Sorry for the gigantic long wait, there are some lemons to make up for it.
it's summer vacation now and I'm enjoying it very much. I went to Berlin with friends and it was amazing. Definitely a place I would recommend. The museums are great, as are the people and public transport. It also helps the alcohol is really cheap. Really, 2 mojitos for 7 euro. I had way too much of those, so maybe it's not that good.
Ah well. Enjoy this little chapter. They soon will be going back to LA and get on with real life.

SPOV

If Eric had been more open to people about his youth and the things that had happened in his life, people close to him would know why he acted the way he did. He didn't, and people saw him as an arrogant, spoiled jerk. That was how I saw him. Until he told me about his parents and how he came to be the person he was now. He was protecting himself by letting no one come close to the real Eric. If he kept people at a safe distance they wouldn't be able to hurt him like his own parents did. I would never do that to him, not after seeing how big the impact it had left on him. Especially after seeing the hurt and shame in his eyes when he told me. The confident air he always seemed to possess was gone, and all it left was a person that was scared of being abandoned again.

The relief I felt when he told me he wanted to be with me was bigger than I wanted to admit. My stomach was doing flips and I think I had a perma-grin on my face after hearing him saying it. There also was a sense of relief seeing him having a big grin on his face as well. Maybe it had something to do with me searching for my inner minx, yeah, that would probably had to do something with it.

When we met again in the kitchen for breakfast, Jason was scowling and giving me and Eric glances. I hoped he wouldn't tell Gran that we slept in the same bed. She was very oldschool. She would let us spend the night, but we should've ask beforehand. Eric wouldn't appreciate the explanation that he stood on my doorstep like a kicked puppy who needed to be held and comforted. I shook my head at him when Gran walked in the kitchen, trying to make it clear he shouldn't mention our sleepover.

Eric gave me a wink when I did so, which earned him another judgemental look from Jason. I grinned back at Eric. We probably looked as if we couldn't be apart, and like total weirdo's, but that was good. I didn't care. Eric wanted me and I wanted him, that was all that mattered. Jason had no right to scowl, he just totally ruined our moment. At least Eric had relief, but I felt like dragging Eric back to my bedroom and let him take control. I think Eric would be a total caveman.

"Eric would be a total what?" Jason asked with his usual confused expression. My cheeks burned, I can't believe I said that out loud. Eric gave me his smirk, he obviously heard it all. Why did my brainfilter fail me at moments like this? I'm glad Jason wasn't that smart, and that my Gran's hearing wasn't what it used to be.

"Nothing. Let's eat."

Gran had made another feast, making sure everyone was well fed. Eric and Jason scooped their plates full multiple times, while me and Gran were filled quicker. There was more conversation then the last couple of breakfasts, since Eric and I had our down-moments, but Jason's pout never disappeared. After he left Gran didn't waste any time, immediately jumping on us.

"What did you two do? Did you pick on Jason?"

Eric and I chuckled softly first, but the expression on my Gran's face told us both enough that she wasn't just only asking about Jason. It wasn't hard to see the changes in our dynamics. We barely talked for a while, and now we were sneaking glances and smiles. Eric was the one to speak first.

"I don't think he likes me. For being with Sookie."

I placed my hand over his, giving it a reassuring squeeze.

"Even though that doesn't bother me that much, I do care about what you think Adele. It would be good to know what you think of me dating Sookie."

My Gran's eyebrows shot into her hairline. I don't think it was because she didn't approve of Eric, but because yesterday we were still in full-on ignore mode. She stayed quiet for a minute or so, looking from me to Eric and back again. I could feel Eric's knee bouncing in a nervous rythm, and if I wasn't covering his hand with mine it probably would've gone straight to his hair.

"Well.. I do approve of you courting my Sookie," Eric's body relaxed and he gave me a soft smile, "but.."

Now he tensed again and the soft smile became a panicked glance in my direction. He actually was a puppy right now, having a reaction to every little movement. It surprised me I was this calm, while Eric was freaking out. I simply knew that my Gran would approve of him, and us.

"Remember to treat her like the lady she is. Treat her badly and I will hop on a plane to LA and give your ass a good whooping."

Eric let his nerves escape with a sigh and promised to her he wouldn't dare to treat her any other way. I received a wink from Gran, finalizing her approval. We cleaned up the table and the kitchen, everyone in a lighter mood, joking around and smiling broadly. It also didn't escape me that Eric hands had the nasty habit of slipping over my ass and legs when my Gran wasn't looking. The actions from this morning were still very prominent in his thoughts as well. That was confirmed when my Gran left to go into town. As soon as she exited the kitchen he had me pinned against a wall, attacking my mouth with hungry kisses. I was putty in his hands immediately.

"I'll be having lunch in town, so don't expect me home before 4." She stood at the front door from the sound of it. Only a couple of meters away. The way Eric could make me act was a far cry from acting lady-like. Take this moment for example; I was grinding my body against Eric's in the kitchen, while the woman that raised me was standing mere meters away. The woman that just told Eric to treat me like the lady I am. So wrong.

I gasped and tried to push Eric away, scared that we would get caught. Eric didn't have the same plan. Instead of backing down and follow my Gran's rules, he nipped at my neck and found the soft spot where my shoulder met my neck. I let out a soft moan.

"Sookie? Did you hear me?" Gran asked, her voice closer than the last time. No. No. No. Yes. Right there. Wait. No. Answer the question.

"Yeah. I heard you," keeping a normal tone while you have a very skilled and sexy man kissing every inch of your exposed skin is very hard, "we'll make dinner. So don't worry."

Eric decided that he had explored my neck enough, and claimed my mouth in a searing kiss. I didn't even know if my Gran had left, or if she already did minutes ago. All I could think about was the man kissing me right now, all I could hear were the moans and groans we both produced, all I could feel was his body pressed against mine setting me on fire. Right now, my world revolved around him. We had wasted enough time being stubborn and stupid. This, what we were doing right now, felt so right. And not just because he had picked me up and grounded himself against me. No, just because somehow it all fitted together. I tugged on his hair, eliciting a growl from him that went straight to my lady bussiness. I made a mental note; I could be a bit rougher than I was with Bill. Bill was boring. Eric's kisses topped the best sex I had with Bill. That's sad, for Bill. I was in seventh heaven drifting on pink clouds. I ripped off Eric's shirt, threw it away and let my nails scrape over his abs. I could feel his muscles flex underneath my touch, making me smirk against his lips.

"Don't get too cocky, lover."

Before I could respond I was being laid down on the kitchen table, the one we just had breakfast on. It probably should've been wrong, but it didn't feel that way.

"We'll buy a new table." Eric groaned against my neck, as if he suddenly had the ability to read my mind. From the way I could feel his arousal against my center there wasn't any plan of stopping on Eric's part as well.

"Ok." I murmered while pulling his swollen lips on mine again.

His hands soon found their way to the bottom of my shirt, playing with the hem of it for a while before pulling it off. My bra was the next piece of clothing to go. If his ass was my favorite part of Eric, then my breasts would be the favorite part of me in his eyes. He payed them both attention, licking, biting and fondling and soon he had me writhing and moaning again. Bill didn't even manage to make me feel this turned on when I was close to an orgasm. Eric and I hadn't even went all the way, and I wanted him more than anything. I didn't want to be the only one begging, so I let my hands wander down his chest and over his abs. I played with the button of his jeans before flicking it open and pulling down the zipper. The fact he had gone commando brought a smile to my face. Eric's fingers went to the buttons of my shorts, I took that as my moment to grab the base of his erection and give it a slow pump. It caused his hand to jerk, releasing the button he was working on.

"Fuck. I want you. So bad." He groaned.

"I want you inside of me Eric." I manage to moan out when his fingers slid inside of me, my hips jerked into his moved hand.

I whimpered when his fingers left me, making him chuckle.

"Patience lover."

There was the distinct sound of a condom wrap rip, and I was glad that Eric had come prepard, I wasn't even mad that he felt opportunistic enough to stuff one in his pocket. He rolled it on himself and positioned himself at my entrance. We locked gazes when he slowly started to enter me, inch by inch. He was bigger than Bill, and I felt relieved he knew to take it slow. I could feel I was being stretched, but in the best way possible. I closed my eyes, bathing in the feelings of pleasure.

"Look at me lover." Eric commanded. I obliged automaticly, like it was nature's call. He began to move in a slow rythm, making my body feel comfortable with him inside me. There wasn't a better feeling in the world. His eyes were on fire, making me feel exposed under his lustfilled gaze, like he could look into my soul. Soon his pace picked up and we were clawing at eachother's backs, biting and scraping our teeth over the skin closest to us. Eric hitched my legs further up his waist, hitting a spot that made me scream over and over. Hopefully, no one would come over today, because they might've thought something horrible was going on around here. How wrong they would be. Eric's thrusts became harder and he muttered something in a language I couldn't understand. It was primal.

When I came my whole body shuddered, making my muscles feel like jelly. Eric finished soon after me with a roar. I was afraid he was going to crush me with his body, since I couldn't hold him up even if my muscles were working again. Thankfully, he braced himself on the table.

"Fucking hell. That was fucking amazing." He said with one of his lopsided grins. I nodded in agreement, not able to form normal sentences just yet. Suddenly, I was scooped up in his arms.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"Shower."

And it was the best shower I've ever had.