none of the characters are mine and they belong Charlaine Harris and True Blood series

"Sookie, wake up… Lover… Wake up…"

She was feeling somebody's breath on her face and occasional gentle touch of lips on her forehead. Warmth surrounded her, soft pillows and a blanket, dim light coming across the room. And his presence so near it was both comforting and scary at the same time. Because, next to her side was the most intoxicating being she met in her life. Slowly, her cowardly act of fainting crept back and she understood why she felt so disoriented and why she was in his bed.

"In his bed!" she heard a voice, almost too loud for her to handle. Inner mind kicked right back in, screaming for the fact that he carried her inside the house and put her in his bed. Franticly, Sookie looked under the covers, touching and feeling if her clothes is in place. It seemed like Eric needed just a second to understand what she was checking for, so he leapt from his place next to her.

"I did not touch you without permission and I never would Sookie Stackhouse! It seems that all my good intentions and behavior around you make you trust me even less. Tell me, do I deserve this from you? All my flaws aside, when did I do something so vile to you, when you treat me like this?"

"Eric, I…" words caught up in Sookie's throat. He looked so betrayed, she didn't think he was even capable of it. Especially not because of something she did. "Eric, please… I am sorry. It was my first instinct around you. Never did you touch me or hurt me intentionally, but you must admit you lied and deceived me many times." While saying this, Sookie moved to the edge of the bed, pleading for Eric to understand. She felt so awkward begging forgiveness to somebody she didn't trust, but it felt right at the moment. And seeing the Viking so emotionally exposed was something she never thought of.

This night was starting to be the most interesting one in her life, it seemed. Both of them acting so out of character and confused about it. She actually missed cocky, arrogant blonde Vampire that crushed people with one look. It was easier to be rude to him than to this person standing in front of her. Sookie never saw hurt in Eric's eyes before this moment and the fact she was the one causing it, only made her feel worse about this whole situation.

"This is a mistake. I am not supposed to be here. Bill is my boyfriend and the person I love. What happened on that parking lot is-…"

"Isn't a mistake Sookie. You know Bill is using you. Don't say that he is the one you love and want to spend the rest of your life with. We both know it is not true! Only mistake here is that I am giving you time to change your mind instead of trusting my instincts." And with those words, Eric was on the bed, on top of her, kissing like there was no tomorrow.

He used his body to pin her, grabbing her hands and holding them above her head. "Open your mouth. Open it for me." His demanding tone sent waves of both fear and pleasure down Sookie's spine. It felt so good to be dominated by him. At that moment she knew real Eric never left the room and all of his hurt was just reflecting the state she was in. Her own confusion regarding what is happening to them. She let his tongue slip inside, caressing hers in a gentle but demanding way. One of his arms released the hold he had and moved to her hip. There it started tracing small circles, moving sometimes down the leg, sometimes up to the hem of her shirt, but always returning to the hip. She could feel him getting harder, but there was nothing to do, since he was still holding her captive. So she grinded against his crotch, making him moan roughly. It was in that moment that Sookie took control over the kiss and with new founded strength pushed him off of her body. They rolled and she ended up straddling him and kissing with all her might. She could feel his lips curling in a familiar smirk, knowing that he let her do this and take over control. But she didn't care. He always made it so obvious to her how he lusts over both her mind and body, so she wanted to show him that the feeling is mutual.

It was now her turn to touch and, oh boy, did she do that. Eric was like a sculpture. Perfect in almost every way. She removed his shirt, trailing open mouth kisses from his stomach back to his mouth. Her small arms were caressing his torso, pinching and then kissing his nipples. "Bite Sookie, bite me" his hoarse voice calling. So she did, she took his nipple in her mouth, biting down hard, knowing she can't really injure him. Not only it didn't hurt, but it powered him so much that he launched them both from the bed and into the opposite wall. Now she was pinned between two solid walls, one from behind and one being Eric.

At this point, he finally realized that she was still dressed, so without wasting any more time, he ripped the shirt, leaving her only in bra. She thanked God for a nice underwear ensemble for this day, almost transparent violet lace with small flowers on it. Not that he noticed, since next thing hitting the ground was bra and Eric's head moved from her neck to the valley between her breasts. His hands travelled up, cupping her boobs and teasing with long fingers. She didn't pay attention to it before, but he has such wonderful hands. Long fingers made for caressing. Made to be inside her skirt, inside her panties and oh, no, he just pushed one of his fingers past her most sensitive spot. Yes, those hands were made for love making.

Sookie hooked both of her legs around his waist and slightly pushed from the wall, trying to force him back to bed. Although she liked the feeling of wild animal sex against the cold wall, this was her first time with Eric and call her old fashioned, but she still wanted it to happen in bed.

"Eric, wait." She was moaning between kisses. "Stop for a second."

And so he did. It seemed like he was getting off from a cloud or something. Slowly the frenzy he was in subdued and in front of Sookie was again the loving and caring Eric. His hands moved up to her arms and held her straight against the wall, while he locked gaze with her. Not letting go, he was closing the distance between their faces again, and all she could do was to lick her lips in anticipation. It took him some time to kiss her again, since the look of agony in Sookie's face seemed to lighten up his mood. She wanted that kiss so desperately and he knew it, which was the reason why he held back.

"I mistreated you. Made you act against your will. If you still want to return to Bill, go ahead." He was whispering against her lips, her naked breasts against his bare chest, nipples hard as rocks. His cockiness was back with full strength, knowing that at this moment he had her in his hands, both metaphorically and literally. All the time smirking, he started to grind against her, causing shivers and trebling knees. Her only chance was trying to stay focused while this is happening and she was failing miserably. So she did next best thing she could think of - played on insecurity he showed not so long ago.

"If you were a man you would let me go. Attacking me like that and not giving me a chance to leave. It is a new type of low, even for you Northman." It seemed to do the trick since he backed away from her, grin gone from his face. Again he looked like a vulnerable man not sure of what he is doing, but this time she wanted to show him there is nothing to be insecure of.

Sookie clasped one hand around his wrist and placed other gently on his cheek.

"I have no idea why I am doing this Eric, but it seems as the most natural thing to do when I am around you. And when I am not with you, I dream of it. You are a cocky, arrogant, pompous ass that needs to learn where the limits are, but I like you for it. During all that we've been through I actually came to like you. There will be a lot of issues to discuss and I'm sure we will keep on fighting, but at this point I only want one thing…"

"What is it, Lover?"

"Just that…"

And she kissed him, without any rush, slowly leading their way back to bed.