So, once again it feels like I only updated this story yesterday! Not over a whole month ago!

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SPOV

"Fuck, lover … that was incredible!" Eric moaned when he was eventually able to get his breath back, although I don't know why he had to wait until then because he didn't need to breathe at all, but oh well.

"You weren't quite so bad yourself, honey" I said, running my fingers in through his soft blonde hair, and I was able to feel the contentment rolling off of him in waves. It made me feel happy that my husband was so content.

"We should be heading back out to the others. They will probably be starting to get a little worried" Eric said.

"Oh no, they will know exactly what is going on" I answered. And they really would never fucking let me forget it either. "And do they really doubt you stamina that much that they expect us to be back within about five minuites?" I finished.

Eric just lifted his head off of my shoulder and narrowed his eyes at me.

"Do you doubt my stamina, lover?" Eric asked, in a hurt tone, but I could tell through our bond that he was just teasing.

"No, baby. I could never ever doubt your stamina. Especially not when it is just so fucking amazing." I replied.

"Good. Because we really should be heading back downstairs soon, and I would hate to put everyone out by ignoring them any longer" Eric said, with a wide smile on his face.

"Eric … since when have you ever cared about what anyone else thinks about you?!" I questioned, a smile on my face too.

"I don't particularly" he said, and then he pulled out of me, causing the both of us to groan at the unwelcome feeling of him pulling out of me.

"I didn't really think so" I said, and then gave him a deep kiss on the lips before I dragged myself up off of the bed and forced myself to put on my clothes, while Eric did exactly the same.

"And despite everything that has happened here tonight, we still are not sleeping in the same bed tonight, Eric" I said, and his face fell.

"What?" he asked.

"I mean it, Eric. I am not sleeping in the same bed as you tonight" I said.

"Why not?" he asked, as he tightened his belt on top of his trousers. I could also tell that worry was flooding into his voice.

"Because don't you know that is bad luck for the bride and groom to see each other on the day of the wedding? And if we sleep together tonight slash tomorrow morning when we wake up, we will obviously see each other" I said.

"But why should we do that? I mean, nothing else about us has been traditional so far, so why start now?" he asked.

"Please, Eric. Just give me this" I begged him.

"Fine. But if you change your mind, all you have to do is say so" he said.

"I won't" I said.

"How can you just be so sure, lover?" he asked.

"Because I am" I said.

"Where will you sleep tonight then?" he asked me.

"I am planning on going to stay at Gran's" I admitted. "It makes more sense anyways, since my dress and everything is already at Gran's for tomorrow. And we are also getting married in Bon Temps tomorrow anyway" I said.

"So could you possibly be suggesting that I am to go and stay with Bill Compton for the night then, my lover?" Eric asked me, with a raised eyebrow. And also a slight smirk playing on his lips.

"No" I laughed. "Bill would probably only try to coerce you into sleeping with him. And your cock belongs to me, Eric" I finished, and then walked over to him and laid a deep kiss on his lips whilst laying my left hand on his chest.

"True" Eric laughed, and then he helped me to put my high heeled shoes back on. We then clasped our hands together and walked out of the dingy little sex room and back out through the sexy stripper VIP area and back down the stairs to where our friends were sitting.

"Well … what on earth kept you up there, Sooks? We thought that you were just going up there for a little cheeky dance … but seriously? You resurface back down here almost four and a half hours after disappearing! Even the Northman's stamina couldn't seriously be that good!" Tara said, trying to put on a fake annoyed voice that everyone else at the table could see right through, and Pam showed this by just raising her eyebrows in an expression that was eerily like the one that Eric had given me earlier on in the evening.

"There is absolutely nothing wrong with Eric's stamina!" I answered her, as the two of us sat back down into the table. I put my head down onto Eric's shoulder, and he also softly massaged the back of my hand with his thumb, and it grazed softly over my engagement ring. The very same engagement ring that would have a wedding ring to accompany it tomorrow night.

"Now, Sooks … what is you you's for drinkin'? I mean, we can't have you staying sober on the night before you get's married now can we?!" Lafayette spoke up.

"No, we can't stay sober. I agree with you there, Lala. But I also won't be getting drunk! I don't want to be having a raging headache on my wedding day now do I?" I answered him back, rather more sharply than what I had intended to.

"Fine" Lala agreed, with a reluctant eye roll, as if he thought that I was being completely and totally ridiculous. In his mind, I probably was.

So … what do we think? Review to let me know what all of your thoughts are?