Okay....I know I haven't updated in a while. I'm getting back on track. promise.

I didn't really like this chapter. I had to force it. but here it is. I have a few plans for the future with this fic, but I'm still struggling a bit. reviews are always welcome. as are suggestions

I know I all but abandoned my other fic, which only needs one more part before I finish it. its in the back fo my head and I'll get to it soon.

I've had some friends assit me with my fics and my ideas. I've also had some ask me to pull out my old stories and repost them as well as finish them. I'll have to think about that. I've been battign around the idea of another story for a little while, I hate to put up new stories before I finsih old ones but at least if I get stuck on one, I have another to go to.

just so everyone knows, I'm still here and will keep updating. it just might take a while.

I was on my side, my head laying on Eric's stomach giving him what I dubbed, The Lazy Blow Job. It was one of my favorite things. Its nice to relax, lay down, and just make him feel nice without a lot of effort. I wasn't trying to make him cum and he didn't seem to mind just enjoying the sensations. I don't think many other women did this to him. He seemed a little uneasy at first, but was now stroking my hair and shoulders. I was getting used to the odd taste. My tongue moved away from his cock and traced the inside of my mouth which was still coated with a small layer of his blood from our last romp. It was mixed with the saltiness of his pre-cum. It was an interesting blend to say the least. I went back to his dick, stroking his base lightly with my hand and sucking his head.

We'd spent a good hour and a half having sex over and over again. I was mortal and very used to taking a few minute resting periods between bouts of sex. Eric didn't know the meaning of the term 'refractory period'.

I was enjoying myself. This is what worried me. Sometimes sex is very intimate, sometimes going down on someone is far more intimate than just plain old sex, and sometimes neither are very intimate at all. But this – resting against his cool body, my hands, my mouth, my tongue rolling over him, his fingers idly touching me – this was intimate. I was getting too close to him.

I don't know if he felt my worry, my conflicting feelings, but I felt his hand stop moving. I wasn't going to talk about this now. I knew exactly what I'd say if he started the conversation though:

'Eric I'm falling for you. You still have sex with trash from your bar when we're apart, but your cold body and icy demeanor have warmed my heart!'

That would just be dandy.

I decided to distract him by sucking his tip into my mouth hard and gripping his shaft. He moaned. I lifted my head and repositioned my body. I kept sucking him as a hard as I could, my hand rocked up and down, as my thumb rubbed his engorged vein. I twisted my hand in a semi circle and loosened my lip-lock on his cock. I started to use my tongue on him once more. Eric groaned.

"Stop." He gave my hair a very light tug.

I pulled away and looked up at him.

"I have to go soon. Can you cum fast for me?"

I shuddered. Eric pushed me back and I shimmed up the bed. I opened my legs and bent my knees. He grabbed a pillow, understanding his intentions, I lifted my hips for him to slide it under me. His arms went under my knees and wrapped around my thighs. I reached down to guide him into me. He wasted no time and started to thrust hard, gripping my legs as if they were handles on a rollercoaster ride.

I did cum fast. And more than once.

Eric followed a few minutes after my first climax. His head dropped low, like his deep growl, and swung back up. His hair looked amazing during his orgasmic head bang. He dropped my legs. He fangs were fully bared as he looked down at me. I was breathing hard and pushing my own hair out of my eyes.

"Do you work tomorrow?" I shook my head. "Come to the bar."

He retracted his fangs and moved off the bed. I shut my eyes from exhaustion.

I wish I could say I had an easy day ; That my phone didn't go off at 8:00am after Eric had kept me up until a half-hour before sunrise, that I wasn't having problems with my paper work at school, and that I wasn't running around for hours without enough coffee. But that was my day.

Around 10am I saw the post man had left a note on my door saying my box was too heavy to be delivered and I'd have to go pick it up myself. This box was from my aunt who had left me 10 voice mails in the past 3 days asking if I had gotten it yet. I hoped if it was that heavy someone would help me put it in the car. I called her to say I was on my way to pick it up and tried to avoid her questions about what I had been doing. I wasn't ashamed of Eric per se, but I didn't want to get into it. I was feeling the pangs of a truth I'd been ignoring – I was with a vampire who my family wouldn't like, who wouldn't like family very much himself, and who wouldn't ever complete the romantic fairytales that rattled in my head since childhood.

I pushed these thoughts, these terrible truths, from my mind and pulled on a casual outfit. I got my box, replied to all my messages, and handled the other stupid things that fell on me all at once. I grabbed some fast food on the way home and ate with the TV playing some sitcom in the background.

The sun was setting and I hopped into my car. I was looking forward to seeing Eric. I had to accept that fact. I was also very sleepy. I wonder if the bar served coffee…that's how tired I am, I'm actually considering the possibility that Fangtasia might have coffee. I shook my head and kept driving.

I got ot the bar and parked my car in the back, right next to a red sports car. BLDSKR. Yeah, that's exactly what the driver was alright.

I knocked on the door and some vampire I didn't know answered. He was a dark skinned man, in a business-casual outfit. He didn't say anything but inhaled deeply.

"Eric is in his office." He stepped aside and I took this as my cue to start moving. I was wary at this point. I was tired and knew it was hard for me to process things at the moment, so I reminded myself to not get too anxious over anything. But this situation was defiantly perturbing. He smelled me – let me repeat this because people around vamps and the two natured often forget how weird this is – he smelled me, and sent me to Eric's office.

I walked there and yawned twice along the way. I knocked and heard him tell me to come in. He was sitting on his couch in a pair of tight jeans and a Fangtasia T-shirt. It was tight and black. Although his arm obstructed part of it, across his chest was FANGTASIA, with a wavy line drawn under it. The back, of course, read "The Bar with a Bite". He was holding his Blackberry in one hand with his thumb moving across the keypad. He paused to look up at me after I shut the door.

"You're wearing that…to Fangtasia?" He asked taking in my outfit.

"Nice to see you too Eric, I'm doing well. Thanks for asking." I said in a semi-sweet voice and held back another yawn.

He said nothing and kept looking at me. I began to move toward the couch – I knew it would feel so good to sit down and let me body mold itself to the cushions. Its really energy draining to be on your feet. People don't realize this until they are tired and moving around.

"I came here for you, not to hang out at some bar."

I sat beside him.

"You came in khakis and a blue t-shirt with a..." He turned to look at me. "Is that a peace sign?"

"I think you are suppose to tell me I look nice."

He ignored my comment.

"Hand me that pillow."

Although he didn't say it in a commanding voice, I noted he didn't see anything wrong just telling me to do something. And he never thought to consider I may not like this and I might not do as he said. I handed it to him anyway.

He placed it on his lap and patted it with his hand. "Lie down."

I was surprised and put my head on his lap. I decided to not be angry about him not asking, but telling me, to hand him the comfy pillow I was now using. His hand rested casually on my shoulder and I heard his phone beep. He must have finished with it, because I felt his body shift as he placed it on the table next to him. He started to tug my scruncci out of my hair and I moved my head so he could loosen my hair. I sighed when his fingers began to run through my wavy locks.

"That makes you very happy, doesn't it?" He asked me.

"Yep."

"Why are you so tired?"

"I got woken up too early and was very busy. I'll wake up though" I stifled a yawn. "What are we doing tonight?"

I kinda hoped we weren't going to just sit here and go have sex. I was actually fine with the sex – wanted it to happen every night as a matter of fact – but I hoped we could do something more than hump and feed.

"What do human girls like to do?" I almost laughed. Before I could answer there was knock on the door.

"Enter."

One of his waitresses came in with a smile on her face. It vanished when she saw me.

"Why is she here?" she huffed, indignantly.

I figured most women who worked here were stupid. This wasn't a bias against people who worked in bars (obviously) or even people who liked vampires (once again, obviously), but these girls were all after Eric and the other vampires who came in here for fun and meals. They dreamt of love, devotion, and being treated like they were special if they gained the attention of the right vampire. That wasn't going to happen.

I had a hard time explaining how her voice sounded – not quite valley girl, but very Clueless. I couldn't help myself. I was irritated as hell.

"Because I'm like so totally his." I said sitting up. She glared at me and I stared back with an annoyed look on my face. Eric paused before saying:

"What do you want?"

She hesitated before looking away from me. "I'm here to tell you that the shipments are here and awaiting your inspection, master." She said and bowed her head.

"Tell Pam she can check them for me." She stood there unmoving with her hands folded behind her back. "Yes Master."

She looked up to glare at me once more.

"Okay, now leave." I regretted this once I said it. I wasn't exactly in the position to order around Eric's staff. I wasn't concerned that he's be angry about me telling someone who works for him what to do, but that I had just undermined his authority. Eric wouldn't be pleased with me if he interpreted it this way.

"You can't tell me to do that!." She hissed. I paused for one second and Eric said nothing, nor did he move from his comfortable position next to me. I took this as my green light.

"Yes I can, because we're going to do naked things now!"

Her eyes went wide and she took a step forward. Eric stopped this little battle from going further.

"Leave" She went to open her mouth but stopped her self. She turned and walked away.

"Close the door" I yelled.

After it shut I turned back to Eric. He looked at me for a second and laughed.

"We're going to do...naked things?"

"ugh..Errric!" I whined and buried my face in his chest. I was embarrassed. I sounded so silly.

"Oh no, I like these naked things. When do we begin?" He asked.

"C'mon I was just trying to shut her up." I looked at him, wanting to forget how foolish I sounded with her.

"You need to learn to control that big mouth of yours. Too late now." He said and pulled me on his lap. I gasped as I ended up straddling him. His hands roughly ran down my arms to my legs. I put my hands on his chest and he began to kiss my neck. I tried to life my body and he pressed me down on my lap. I ground his hips against mine and reached up to massage my tits.

"Eric, stop." He kept kissing. "I don't want to."

He paused and looked at me. I sat there staring back at him. What the hell was he trying to figure out?

"You really are jealous aren't you?"

I looked away for a second. I was and I was so ashamed of myself. I was getting close enough, being stupid enough, and actually feeling hurt that he was giving his attentions to others. God this was a bad idea. Eric could be half/half with me, but I was going to fall hard for him no matter what.

He kissed me again and I jerked away.

"Dina….I haven't slept with her in weeks." I looked at him doubtfully…okay maybe hopefully as well. Damn it. I could kick myself.

"That's why she came in here just now. She wanted to see me and offer herself to me. I don't need to be notified every time an order comes in."

"You mean it? weeks?" I asked him quietly.

"Yes." He leaned in and I kissed him. I was being silly and I did want to have sex with him. Part of me also hoped that bitch would know exactly what I'm doing with him right now and would see me when I left here.

Eric wasn't in the mood to play and pushed me off his lap. I stood up and he started to undo his pants. "Take yours off." He said and I began to pull mine off as well.

I was naked from the waist down and his cock was hard and ready for me. He grabbed my hand and pulled me toward him. We reached down to guide him into me. I sighed with pleasure after impaling myself on him. I found a pace riding him. My nailed dug into his shoulders as his hands went back to kneading my breasts and pinching my nipples. His fangs scraped across my throat and he kiss me.

"Eric…Eric…" I was going to cum hard and fast. I could feel it building.

"Cum for me lover. Do it." He commanded. I bounced on him faster and started moaning. I was about to climax when he bit into me. I screamed and came as my blood flowed into his mouth. I slowed down and he bucked his hips up to find his own release. His hands squeezed my waist and he slammed me down on his cock over and over. He pushed his body close to mine and began to suck hard at the wound on my throat. He pushed me all the way down and I felt him cum inside me. His arms wrapped around me and he began to lick my wound until it closed. I leaned against him until my body relaxed.

"I think everyone heard you scream." He said happily.

"Shut up." I said less than happy.

He chuckled. "Get dressed. I want to ask you about something."

I stood and pulled my clothes on. Its weird to have sex with someone, but feel very exposed when you have on less clothes than they do. Eric had seen every inch of me and I'd had him completely naked in my bed before, yet while I pulled my clothes back on and he only tucked himself back into his pants, I felt so naked. I was almost embarrassed. I felt myself blush. Eric didn't even seem to notice.

I sat back on the couch.

"What's up?"

He hesitated. I tilted my head. Eric wasn't one to hesitate. He was very observant and analytical. He could even be laconic at times, but he looked slightly uncertain.

"You are aware of the issues I've had…with Sookie." I nodded. "Are you going to be angry about getting gifts from me? See it as an insult?"

I thought about that carefully. I didn't want Eric to buy things for me just because or in an attempt to keep me content. I wasn't going to feel like it was payment for sex. I'm a poor college student, I'm used to having to let the person in the relationship who actually had a good job and isn't thousands in debt pay for dates. This does take some getting used to though.

"You can give me gifts. But you don't have to. I don't need them." I paused. "Maybe on holidays. I'll be offended if you skip my human holidays."

He nodded and looked relieved.

"What do you want?"

"Now?" he nodded. "Nothing."

"Dina."

"How about a big screen TV?" I smiled. I hoped he would let this go.

"Now you are joking."

"I don't know…throw in some new DVDs and maybe I'll be serious."

"DVDs." He stood and walked to his desk.

I sat there confused. He opened his laptop and began to type on the keyboard.

I walked around to stand beside him. He clicked his Internet Explorer icon.

"Sit." He leaned back and I got on his lap.

He went to began to look through the new DVD releases.

"What do you like?"

"Eric..."

"Don't argue. Answer me."

"Search for my wish list."

He found the lists tab and typed in my name. He began to roll through my list without saying a word. He clicked to add one of my DVD choices to his cart.

"Can't we do this another day?" He said nothing and kept scanning my list.

"Are you going to watch these with me? That's what human girls like you know, their partners to watch movies with them."

"I'm getting books too…hey why don't you try that 'new and used' they are cheaper." He clicked to buy it straight from Amazon anyway.

"Hey we could have got that for 3 dollars cheaper! And from a store with 'holistic' in its name. you know how I feel about being holistic."

My tone was light. I sounded amused, but was starting to wonder how I could get him to talk.

"How many are you going to buy? You have an eternity and are your own boss, but I don't know if I have time to watch them all." His cursor kept moving across the screen.

"I'm ignoring you." He said.

Well at least he was honest. Human guys just pretend to listen and you sit there wasting your breath. I watched his selections and was a little dismayed to see the total cost at checkout. I knew I couldn't argue and win so I left it alone.

He closed everything up and turned his computer off.

"Do you want to go home now?" He asked me.

"You coming with?"

"Of course."

We stood up and walked out. I didn't see my new favorite Fangtasia employee on the way out, but was glared at none-the-less as I walked out of the bar on Eric's arm.