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.Again, something had shifted between Eric and Genevieve. She really felt how strongly he felt about her now, and he only really masked it slightly at Fangtasia. She understood the cause, and appreciated the small ways that he showed her that he loved her and the private moments that they spent inside of the office. He began visiting her at work at nights occasionally, and slowly everybody grew comfortable with that. Sam was too busy with Nora to care quite as much, though Genevieve did see the cautious looks that he still gave her from time to time. She was very obviously in love and everybody had to accept it. Genevieve's biggest concern was Sookie, but her friend was thrilled to have Bill back in her life and held nothing against Genevieve. Her and Eric made up and she realized what he had done for Bill this time around. There was always the chance of the queen showing up or summoning Bill herself, but gradually they all put it in the back of their minds. Genevieve was too caught up in her romance, and she only thought about moments with Eric. He took off early from work one night to come and see her as she was closing, so that her could take her to his house for the night. They still spent much of their time there, due to his sleeping habits and having to be in the darkness as the sun rose. It would have been inconvenient for him to have to return to Shreveport every night, and Genevieve did not have much to offer in the way of a place for him to sleep in her small apartment.
He had walked in wearing a close fitting tee shirt and jeans, and she smiled at him as he walked through the door. She walked over to Sam and got a True Blood for him, setting it down at the table in her section that he chose. He took her breath away every time that she saw him, and she could tell that he noticed tonight by the knowing smile on his face. She set the bottle down in front of him, and leaned close to him as she stared into his eyes. "Hey."
"Hello, lover. Off soon?" Eric asked her, pulling her face to his for a light kiss. She felt her lips tingling as she pulled away reluctantly, and shuddered in the warm room.
"In an hour. You'll be OK until then?" Genevieve asked him, and he eyed her shorts and tee shirt with a seductive smile.
"I'll admire the scenery." Genevieve raised an eyebrow at him, and got to tending to her other customers. Nora came in to see Sam, and glanced over at Eric with a small grin. She had never gotten that comfortable with him, and Genevieve knew that she found him very handsome still. She sat at the bar and Genevieve came over to hug her.
"Hey, No No." Genevieve said, smiling at Nora as she glanced at her.
"I see your hunk is here this evening." Nora told her, and Genevieve blushed a little. "Going to Shreveport tonight?"
"Yes, when I am off." Genevieve said, smiling at Eric as he raised an eyebrow at Nora's words. She laughed a little, and glanced up at Sam as he placed a drink in front of Nora.
"You seem happy." Nora observed, looking at Genevieve's smiling face. "I mean truly and really happy. It is a good thing, Viv."
"Yes, it is nice to just have everything even." Genevieve said, kissing Nora's cheek. She saw Sookie's brother Jason waving her over, and she went to the table where he sat with friends with a smile. They ordered a pitcher of beer and Jason pulled his typical flirting act with her, and she just laughed him off. He flirted with everybody short of his own sister.
"You're looking good tonight, Miss Viv." Jason's shy and somewhat awkward friend Hoyt told her politely, and she smiled sincerely at him.
"Why, thank you. I appreciate that, Hoyt." Genevieve told him, and he blushed a little.
"Your vampire won't mind me saying that?" Hoyt said, his gaze trailing to where Eric sat across the room.
"He knows better than to be jealous by now." Genevieve assured him, winking sweetly. She gave Eric a loving look as she went to get their beer and then went to play some stuff on the jukebox. It was a thing that Nora and her did every time they were here together. She heard one of her songs come on and she danced the pitcher across the room, and then came back to Nora to sing along. They always got a bit loud, but Genevieve was over being self conscious about it now. The bar was not too crowded anyway, and it made it fun for everybody. There was a scattering of applause throughout the room as the song ended, and the girls waved and laughed. The second song started and she sang along quietly as she approached her vampire to see how he was doing. "Another, my love?" Genevieve asked him, gesturing towards the bottle that sat in front of him. He was staring at her with bright and thoughtful blue eyes, and she blinked at him.
"You light this place up, Genevieve. I love watching you, though I could do without overhearing the comments from the human men here." Eric said, his face tightening slightly.
"And where do you work again?" Genevieve asked him, and he raised his eyebrows. 'If I can deal with that, then you can hang here for an hour and be calm. Besides, who am I going home with tonight?" She stroked his bare arm slowly, and saw his eyes darken at her touch. "So stop being jealous. I am all yours." She wandered back around to make sure everybody was alright and began cleaning up where she could. She went to get her purse out from the office and winked at Nora as she walked by. Eric opened the door for her and they walked to his car holding hands. He pressed her against the car before he opened the door, and held her face as he bent to kiss her. "That's better."
"It is hard to watch you look so beautiful as you walk amongst them, and then you have to make them look at you more with that gorgeous voice of yours." Eric murmured, and she felt his breath against her lips. "I do have to hold myself back sometimes to not break them in half."
"Chill out, vampire." Genevieve told him, sliding her hands up his chest slowly. "Don't you think I feel the same way about you, aside from the breaking in half part?
"Do you?" Eric asked, and his lips met hers again.
"You're so beautiful to me, Eric. I love you." Genevieve said as he pulled away slightly, and gazed into his eyes. He kissed her again much harder, and she was left breathless. "Let's go to your house and see where that can go." He let her in the car and got in himself, and she leaned in towards him as they drove. She stroked his leg slowly as he drove, and she heard the car accelerate easily. Shreveport had suddenly become much closer, and they were pulling into his long driveway. He led her inside, and she noticed the red roses in the front room that took up much of the coffee table. "Did you get those from someone?" Genevieve asked him, and she knew how hypocritical she sounded.
"They are for you. You spend so much time here that I assumed this would be alright." Eric told her, and she gave him a rueful look. "I thought that you could eat as well, and I ordered you some food."
"Wow." Genevieve said, and smiled. She walked forward to smell them and closed her eyes as she did, and felt him beside her. "They smell so good."
"They don't smell nearly as good as you do. I love your scent, Genevieve. So sweet and sultry." Eric told her, sliding his hands around her small waist. She stood up with one in her hand and he kissed her neck. She moaned and pressed herself against him, and he stroked the bare skin of her stomach under her shirt. "Eat, love. I'll heat it up." He pulled away from her, and walked into the pristine kitchen to pull something from the fridge. She dropped her purse and jacket and followed him in, sitting at the small bistro table that he had bought recently since meeting her. She ate slowly and sipped some red wine as they chatted, and then he put the plate into the sink to wash later. He came back to the table and kissed her again, pressing into her parted legs hard. "I was hoping to take a long bath. We never did that together, though it took everything I had not to yank you in that night in Dallas."
"That seems like a long time ago." Genevieve mused, and he looked sad for a long moment. "I still am so sorry for how that turned out. I think I would have liked to have really known him."
"You would have." Eric agreed in a very quiet voice, and she stroked back his hair as he bent his head forward. "He would have approved of this." She looked at him with a sympathetic gaze as he stared at nothing for a moment, and she remained silent since she knew he was reminiscing. He finally looked back up, and stroked her face. "I do love you, Genevieve."
"Good. I love you ." Genevieve told him, stroking his face.
"How about a hot bath?" Eric asked her, smiling slowly as he took her face in with his emotional eyes. She nodded and he went to fill the enormous bathtub with hot water and rose petals, and he lit several vanilla candles around the large bathroom as well. Genevieve walked in and smiled at it, and he slid his shirt off as she watched his interested eyes. "Join me." He beckoned her forward, and she walked up slowly and unbuttoned his pants. She slid them down, and managed to stoke his skin as she did and watching his eyes darken. "Genevieve, what you do to me." He eagerly removed her shorts and shirt, and kissed her neck eagerly. He slid his arms around her back and unhooked her bra easily as he kissed her lips.
"We should get into the tub before we end up in the other room." Genevieve suggested, knowing full well that her desire was very obvious. He stared at her with his own heavy eyes and slipped in first, and she followed as she settled back into his arms. He stroked her arms and she closed her eyes in the dim light as she relaxed in the hot water. "This feels so good. I could stay in here all night."
"I would not recommend that." Eric said, and she could picture his smirk. "You would wrinkle up." She laughed softly and inhaled to smell the roses and vanilla combined in the dim air, and let her hands rest on his legs. "So do you think I am a 'hunk' as well?"
Genevieve laughed out loud, and shook her head slowly. "I have never been as fond of that word as No No. I think that she thinks more of her new man right now. It's good that she is happy, and he'll be good to her." She went silent as she thought.
"Your boss?" Eric asked, and she murmured yes as she continued to think. "It is good. It will keep his attentions off of you."
"Always the jealous one." Genevieve said, feeling his rush of emotion flow through her. "That was quite some time ago, Eric." She pressed her lips together. "I would use words like stunning, breathtaking, or yummy to describe you. Perhaps sexy, desirable, and the love of my life as well." His hands tightened slightly, and she sensed him holding back. They slid from her shoulders down over her breasts and stomach gently. He slid them over her legs and over her thighs slowly, and she sucked in her breath.
"I guess it is safe to assume that a bath has never been truly good in your past." Eric mused, as he slid his hands further up. She moaned and leaned back, and he focused on making her do more of that. He slid down behind her and gently slid his fangs into her shoulder, and she was amazed at the result that it provided. She fell limply against him afterwards, and he held her in his arms gently. "You're so beautiful, Genevieve. I love to hear you cry out for me."
"I hope there is more where that came from." She teased him breathlessly, and he kissed her hair.
"You should know the answer to that." Eric assured her, and she relaxed in the still hot water. They reluctantly got out and he dried her off gently after she grabbed a towel and attacked him. He dried her hair as she sat on the bed wrapped up in a towel, and brushed it for her as she leaned her head back. It was shoulder length now, and she was hating it with the growing heat. He ran his hands through it and she groaned happily. "I like the highlights that you have in it, but I want it all red again. It looks so good spread out over my pillow."
"I'll have it done soon. I am going to do red and blond next." Genevieve murmured, consumed by his hands on her. "My turn with yours." He sat down on the bed as well, and she brushed his and marveled at the thick and silky mass of blond hair. She slid her fingers through it roughly, and grasped the strands in her hands. "You can never cut this, and I don't think that often of a man with long hair. But this is just wonderful."
"As you wish, my love." Eric told her, and she smiled. "I want yours to grow too. "
"But it gets so hot. I have had short hair for years." Genevieve whined, and he laughed. "I am having fun with the different things that I can do. I admit that."
Eric sat still as she wrapped her arms around his waist, and rested against him. It was a perfect moment, and she could stay there forever as her mind settled on her feelings for him. "I want you to live here with me, Genevieve."
Her eyes shot open, and she gasped. "What?"
"We drive back and forth between Bon Temps and Shreveport nearly every night. If you were here, we could be together without all of that bother. I would know you would be in my arms every morning as I went to sleep, and I would be content with that. You could quit your job and go back to school, or work for me and help with the books if you want to. Just be with me."
"Eric, why do I sense that this is a serious question? I am having trouble breathing." Genevieve said, and he laughed softly.
"It's true that it is serious. I have never been with a human or vampire the way I am with you, and I never thought that someone would become such a part of my days. The fact I am inviting you into my home to live shocks even me. But I am and I want you to be here." Eric said slowly, and she moved around to face him to see the warmth in his eyes. She knew from sensing his feelings that he was sincere, but she needed to see it. He stared at her with curious eyes, and she smiled.
"Let me kind of break it gently to Nora, but I will. I will, Eric. I love you." She hugged him tightly, and he pulled her close. "What about the queen? What about your position?"
"I can handle both things. I only want you." Eric assured her, and he kissed her as he slid her towel back. She pulled his face closer and returned the kiss as her heart felt like it soared within her chest. He slid one hand down her back and slid the other up into her hair to hold her head in place as he deepened the kiss eagerly.
Genevieve woke up the next morning late, feeling Eric's arms snugly around her. She looked into his deeply sleeping face and traced it softly with one finger. She remembered the night before with a warm smile on her face, and remembered his words. It was not a marriage proposal, but she suspected that it was as close to one as he had ever been since becoming a vampire. She looked around the room and it seemed simple enough to imagine it being her home, especially since she spent so much time there anyway. She slipped out of bed slowly, pulling on the robe that was in the bathroom before she went up into the living room. She stopped at the flowers, placing the one that she had pulled out back into the long vase. There must have been three dozen of them, and she sniffed them again. They were a deeper red than the typical red rose, and she smiled down at them. "I am happy. I am so happy." Genevieve murmured the words to herself, and grinned. She had not been happy like this for a long time, probably not even in New York. She had always wanted love, and she got more with Eric than she had ever imagined. She made her way into the kitchen and fixed herself a light breakfast, and looked into finding a salon nearby on her phone. She didn't have her car and she was too scared to borrow his corvette, but there were cabs. She called one that looked good and made an appointment for an hour from then, and then set up a cab to come and pick her up. She took a quick shower and headed out front to wait for the cab, which pulled up a few minutes later. Genevieve greeted the driver with a smile and went for a day of spoiling. She looked around as she drove, trying to imagine this as her new city on a permanent basis. It was bigger than Bon Temps and offered more, but she had a soft spot for her current city. She saw the salon ahead of her, and jumped out of the cab as she paid the driver with a happy smile. A few hours later she left with a relaxed feeling and reddened hair with blond streaks underneath, and headed back to Eric's to eat a light dinner and watch some of a movie as she waited for her vampire to rise. She got so involved with Interview With a Vampire that he surprised her with a kiss on her head.
"Hello, lover." He smiled at her as he touched her hair, and she raised her eyebrows. "I like it. You look beautiful." He gazed at the large television and shook his head. "Am I not enough for you in the way of vampires?"
"You are the best one of all, Eric. But Louis and Lestat have a special place in my heart, and little Claudia is so cute."
"Child vampires. That is a bad thing." Eric said, frowning as he watched her on the screen.
"You do not care for children, I take it?"
"I do not as a vampire, though I had a few as a human. That was long ago and I can barely remember the emotion of it. I didn't remember a lot of emotion until you came along." Eric told her, and he sat beside her and kissed her eagerly. "Do you want children? Am I creating a problem for you by preventing you from having that?"
"I actually can't. Just this medical thing that I learned about when I was younger. So no, you are not preventing me from a thing." Genevieve replied, and pressed herself to him. "It would be worth giving up to be with you."
"That is a big human moment to give up." Eric told her, and she shrugged.
"Luckily, you have no guilt to feel." Genevieve told him, and smiled as she kissed him softly. "I love you."
"I love you." Eric told her, and she smiled against his lips.
Genevieve returned home that night to be ready for work the next day. It was obvious that Nora had had company over, and that the company had been all over the house. Genevieve giggled as she went into the kitchen with Eric following her, and made herself a quick dinner. They went into her room afterwards and watched a movie curled up in the queen size bed, with Eric not fitting too well. "You need to move in soon." Eric grumbled against her skin, as he kissed her neck longingly.
"You break it to my best friend that helped me greatly that I am ditching her for a guy." Genevieve told him, sighing slowly. "I need to be nice to her about it. She has helped me through so much, Eric."
"You're not abandoning her. You're just going to live with me." Eric said, pulling her face to his for a kiss. "I am just in a hurry to have you there. I don't want to go to sleep alone, even this morning."
"You are really surprising me, Eric. I didn't take you for this type of guy when I first saw you." Genevieve teased him, and he sighed at her. He slid his hands down her body as he pulled him over her, tracing her inner thighs with his fingers lightly. "You really know how to get to me. Your greatest weapon with me is the knowledge of how much I want you."
"I would know that without you saying it." Eric reminded her gently, and she raised one eyebrow at him. "Come to Fangtasia tomorrow after work so that I can see you. Wear the new skirt that Pam found for you so I can finally see it."
"Am I being summoned?" Genevieve teased him, leaning forward to kiss his lips teasingly. "You do know that two can play your game, don't you? But in the end, what is the prize?"
"The prize is you being in my bed every morning as I go to sleep, and there when I awake." Eric told her firmly, and stared at her seductively. "Among other things."
"I was sort of hoping that love might be a part of it." Genevieve sighed, and he shook his head. She gave up the fight and laughed as she kissed him, and he chuckled as he won.
Genevieve worked the next day during lunch, and Sookie came to work at dinner as Genevieve's shift ended. Genevieve smiled at her, and Sookie came to the bar where she was finishing up her tips for the day. "Hey, Viv. Going to see Eric since you're working late tomorrow?"
"Yeah, he wants me to." Genevieve replied absently, and Sookie looked curiously at her/
"You don't want to?"
"It's not that. Not at all. He asked me to move in with him though, and I said I would once I got the courage to kid of tell everybody." Genevieve lowered her voice, and Sookie smiled widely at her.
"Eric wants you to live with him? I'll bet him asking you even shocked him." Sookie remarked, and Genevieve nodded. "He really loves you, Viv. It is something to see."
"I know. I am scared to tell Nora though. I moved here to be with her and this is happening so quickly." Genevieve murmured, and Sookie hugged her warmly.
"I think she has enough on her plate to be fine with it." Sookie assured her, as she winked at her. Sam came out right then, and they laughed together as he gave them a curious look.
"OK, enough." Sam told them, and eyed Genevieve with a shake of his head. "How long do you actually keep a certain color?"
"As long as it tickles my fancy, I reckon." Genevieve replied with a sweet smile, and Sookie nodded in approval. She finished with her money, and decided that she could leave.
"Go, Viv. He needs you." Sookie told her softly, and Genevieve shrugged as she went to get her purse. She drove home to the apartment, where Nora was working on some homework on the couch.
"Hey, No No." Genevieve told her, smiling as she set her purse down. "How's it going?"
"Good. Just homework." Nora replied, glancing up at Genevieve. "Oh wow. I love that look on you. The red is so much brighter."
"Thanks. I had time to kill yesterday." Genevieve replied, smiling in appreciation. She bit her lip as she considered telling her the news, but she held back. She didn't know how to bring it up, and she wondered if she was more uncertain about it than she realized. She went into the kitchen and made a quick salad to eat, and joined Nora on the couch. She glanced at the television to see a hockey game on, and realized it was the playoffs. "Oh god. I have missed so much hockey. Shit."
"Well, having a guy does that kind of thing. Guess I have missed some as well." Nora said, a smile creeping across her face. "It does not bother you about Sam right? He is your boss and I don't want to make things uncomfortable."
"Why would it bother me? I never liked him." Genevieve replied, and squeezed Nora's hand. "I think it's great. He is a good guy and you deserve that."
"I know that he used to have a thing for you." Nora said, and Genevieve glanced at her. "I could tell sometime back that he was into you, but you have been into Eric for a long time now. I am glad that I didn't interfere with anything. I am glad that it was long enough afterwards too."
"Nora, you are so great. Better than I am, I think. He deserves you." Genevieve assured her, and Nora smiled at her. "I mean, you're so pretty and sweet and I think…..I think I could have treated you better a lot."
"Viv, what do you mean?"
"I just feel like I pushed you away when I should not have. I have had so much happening since I came here." Genevieve said slowly, and shook her head. "I just want you to know that I do appreciate you offering me a new start in life."
"Look at what you have, Viv. I thought Eric was a little creepy at first and I know how his past is, but he seems to really care for you. I don't know how things can pan out with a vampire, but you seem happy and in love and all." Genevieve choked on her bite of salad, and Nora looked at her. "What?"
"Nothing. Nothing." Genevieve muttered, taking a sip of her soda. Her phone rang and she glanced through the window to see darkness. She glanced at the display and answered it, smiling as she heard his voice. "Hey, you."
"Are you coming to see me? I can even come and get you." Eric offered, and she heard a certain pleading in his tone.
"I can. I'll drive though, since I have to work tomorrow." Genevieve replied, and went silent.
"Genevieve, what is it?" Eric asked her, and she pictured his face.
"Nothing. I'll come to the club later." Genevieve told him, and they ended the call. She finished her dinner and went into her room to search for the bag that Pam had given her awhile back. Her and Pam had become friends on a certain level, talking a bit more as she spent time at Fangtasia. Pam had went shopping and found this skirt that she had bought, and Genevieve had forgotten all about it until Eric had mentioned it/ She found the bag and pulled out a short and full vinyl skirt with a small tight waist, and held it up to her. She checked her shirts and found a close fitting black tee with a red pattern on it to match, and took a quick shower. Genevieve curled her hair in ringlets and did her make up with a lot of black to match the outfit, and finished with her favorite heels. She appraised herself in the mirror and smiled as she grabbed her purse.
"You look great, Viv. I love the skirt on you." Nora told her, still on the couch.
"I should have asked if you wanted to go. I'm sorry." Genevieve apologized, and Nora shrugged.
"I am buried in homework. Sam is coming by later after he finishes up, so I won't be too bored." Nora replied, a happy smile on her face.
"OK. I guess I will see you soon." Genevieve left with her backpack of stuff, and walked to her car. She kicked herself mentally for not mentioning the moving in thing, and shook her head. Eric was not going to be patient. She got into her car and drove the all too familiar route to Fangtasia nearly automatically. The line was long tonight, and Pam waved her up with an approving smile. "Hi, Pam."
"I do like that on you." Pam said, eyeing Genevieve with a smile. "I think someone else will too. He seems to be a bit restless tonight."
"That is not good." Genevieve said absently as she frowned. She thanked Pam again for the skirt as she walked inside, and glanced over at the throne. He was leaning all the way back, dressed in his traditional black pants and tight fitting tee shirt and looking distracted. A blond leaned in towards him from the left and talked to him with a smile on her face, but he didn't even glance her way. He turned to see Genevieve and she felt his gaze rake over her as well as seeing it, and she shuddered lightly. She pointed to the bar and he nodded slightly, and the blond gave her a dirty look. Genevieve walked to the bar and was handed a drink quickly, and she sipped it as she glanced around. She saw the DJ wave at her from behind his dark booth and she grinned and nodded back, giving him a thumbs up at the song playing. She sipped the sweet liquid quickly, and grabbed another before she turned her gaze to Eric. She stopped breathing as she looked at him. Again. How could she have had any doubts about living with him right now? Her wavering crumbled as he watched her intently, his fingers intertwined in front of him. He tilted his head and let his eyes wander over her again, and she felt her knees buckle. "Shit." Genevieve said, and then he gave her the 'come here' gesture with his hand. She took a careful step and held onto her glass tightly as she approached him. She walked up to the now empty stage and looked into his eyes as he gazed at her with dark eyes.
"I need to tell Pam to buy for you more often." Eric told her, and leaned forward as he looked at her again. "There is something about you in vinyl." He touched her inner leg and his hand slid up gently, and she was reminded of another night. The memory of the night he had learned about Godric hit her, and she sucked in her breath. He looked at her and stood up slowly, their eyes locked the entire time. "Office." He walked behind the stage and she followed him shakily to the office, and was surprised to find it dark when they walked in.
"Eric, I can't see." Genevieve protested as he closed the door.
"I can. I can see everything amazingly well." She felt him press her against the wall, and her desire grew immediately. He took her hands and held them tightly, and she tried to see him in the dark. "You look beautiful tonight, Genevieve." She felt his breath in her face, and she anticipated his lips anxiously. They claimed hers hungrily and she moaned as she fought the hold on her hands. He finally let go and slid his hands up her body as he kissed her deeply, tangling them in her curls savagely. She cried out as he pulled her head to the side gently, and felt his mouth on her skin as he trailed down to her shoulder. He slid his fangs into her shoulder as he ripped her shirt off to the side, and one hand slid over her body again as she moaned in pleasure. She felt him pull away and lick her skin, and then she was lifted and carried across the room. She was placed on what she assumed was his desk, and the placement of their bodies as he pressed against her was enough to make her lose control. She fumbled with his pants in the darkness and they slid down, and then he slid his hands up her legs as she let go. He touched her teasingly as he pulled away just enough to keep her legs parted, and she moaned.
"I want you." Genevieve urged him, and reached out to grasp him. He growled as she touched him, and then he yanked her lace underwear off and pushed her skirt up easily but without tearing it. She felt him hold he firm as he entered her, and she cried out with the movement. All of the desire that had been torturing her was now turning into the intense feeling of pleasure as he drove himself inside of her and she shuddered as she felt herself climax. He followed and she fell into him, only to be blinded by the light being turned on.
"Knock, knock." It was an unfamiliar female's voice, and Genevieve tried to catch her breath as she regained her composure through her shock.
"Your Majesty." Eric's voice was low and bland, and Genevieve gasped.