A Drop of True Blood

Miniseries: Vows of Midnight

Sam and her party had been staying with Robyn for the last three days. Against her knowledge, Sam and a woman the young werewolf knew to be called Sookie had been planning a hen night for Robyn that was to take place that evening. A surprise that Samantha was hoping to be appreciated but with Robyn's inability to go anywhere without being noticed to say she was a little apprehensive was an understatement.

Some preliminary evaluations had been made, with Eric uncovering what it was Robyn wanted, she didn't foresee any major complications and they could easily attend a club that was used to seeing Robyn. There was a place she had gone many times with Eric's progeny Pamela.

However, Sam was trying to remain as optimistic as possible. In truth, the biggest issue faced in this was the unknown. Robyn had released very little information to the press about her engagement; she had wanted to keep it as quiet as possible because it was special to only her, Eric and the small cluster of friends they were to share it with. Sam was terrified at the prospect of the press locating Robyn, demanding answers or speculating hideous rumors that were untrue.

Whatever complications might arise, Sam knew that Robyn would defend herself; she herself was prepared to protect her old friend, even in her pregnant form. Even if the night ended as a disaster it would be a situation that the pair would talk about in the years to come and for some strange reason that brought warmth to Sam's heart.

But, as she looked up the stairs, she could see Eric's large form pulling at the door handle to his shared bedroom opening the door to move into the room. However, before he placed his foot inside the room he looked down towards Sam who was curiously looking up at him, still unable to place him as he prepared to tell Robyn about their surprise. Eric just smiled before he headed into the room to find Robyn.

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Upon returning to her home, Robyn was feeling a little tired from her day of wedding planning and making sure everything was prepared for the ceremony that was taking place in two days time, despite her tiredness, Robyn felt a lightness in her mood over the progress that had been made and she finally felt everything falling into place. She was relieved not only because of the hope this brought for her and Eric, but also because she'd seen Eric finally begin to relax in the company that was staying with them and he was in constant contact with Roman who was still a very good friend of his.

Alcide seemed to be far happier since he had the time to chat with both Gaspard and Samantha. He was becoming his old self again as he rejoiced in their company, finally able to move on and get over the disastrous situation that had occurred between him and Debbie. However, it was not just Alcide who seemed to be gaining the comfort from their old friends, but Robyn and Samantha had spent many hours simply talking. Talking about things that did not hold importance, but the two main conversations seemed to be her wedding and the arrival of Sam's first child.

Robyn decided to draw herself a bath and relax a little as she waited for Eric to let her know about Roman's arrival plans. She had taken a leisurely stroll around her garden to spend some time to herself before she slipped back inside and into her bedroom. She'd not yet had the chance to take a long, proper soak in the tub for a few months, but it had been quite tempting to her for a while.

Robyn turned the faucets and began filling the large stone tub with steaming water as she stepped back and shed her clothes, dripping them in a pile beside the tub. She then swept her hair up into a large ponytail.

Although the inside appeared to be made if the same smooth beige stone as the outside of the bathtub, the curved interior was comprised of a slightly cushioned material, offering maximum comfort. Robyn added several drops of floral-infused bath oil, which filled the room with a soothing yet enticingly exotic scent.

Dimming the lights to a soft glow, she turned of the flowing water taps and stepping into the filled bath. She let out a deep sigh as she sank down into the soothing water, curling vapors of steam rose from the surface, wafting through the air. She reclined back and closed her eyes, just enjoying the blissful moment of total relaxation and let the stress of the past couple of days slip away.

Robyn lost all track of time as she basked in her watery oasis. She slowly opened her eyes and scooped up a handful of water, watching it slowly trickle through her fingers. It was then her peripheral vision caught sight of a silhouetted form in the doorway. It wasn't startling, but the realization did cause her heart to skip a beat as a wave of heat passed through her, and this time the rush of warmth wasn't because of the steamy water. She turned her head towards the shadows to meet the eyes of her admirer.

Eric stood leaning against the doorway, his darkened eyes fixed on her alone. His intense gaze slowly travelled down her body, following every curve and dip. The calm, clear water afforded an unhindered view as he took his time drinking her in. Pupils dilated with just a hint of blue on the periphery, his eyes slowly journeyed back up and settled once again on her, locking in place. The two didn't speak for a moment as their eyes remained joined, but a silent mutual language passed between them. Through their mind-link, Eric sent Robyn his love, his passion, his desire in a rolling wave that passed through her entire being.

The intensity took her breath away as his name escaped her lips. Robyn's eyes fell shut and her head lolled back as the sensation passed through her like sparks racing across her skin and setting fire to her soul. She opened her eyes and turned her face to him. The effect on him was like the pull of the Moon on the ocean's tide, drawing him instantly to her side. Eric crossed the space between them in a few long, purposeful strides. He lowered himself to his knees beside the tub, his darkened eyes now level with hers.

With one arm resting on the side of the tub, his other hand lowered and dipped inside, gently swirling the water around her in a slow, circular motion, the sensual rhythm almost hypnotic.

"Hello," He spoke to her at last with words, his voice rich and low.

"Hello," Robyn echoed back, utterly lost in his eyes. He didn't say anything more for a moment, nor did he make a move to touch her, not yet anyway. He just beheld her with a look that spoke of what she was to him; she was the most precious thing in the entire universe, and she quivered beneath the intensity. There were moments when their love was overwhelming. Brimming with that love until he felt he couldn't contain it, Eric drew in a deep breath, and as he let it go, uttered for words.

"I love you, Robyn."

Eric was not one to simply say the words on a daily basis at the drop of a hat; but he didn't need to. He said it each day in big and small ways. Every look, every touch, every smile, every time he took her hand and smiled, or just being there, holding her when she closed her eyes as the day dawned or opened them when she awoke. Whether spoken or not, the words ere always there, tangible and real.

Yet when he did speak the words, uttered with such fervor, it always stole Robyn's breath. This time, however, they were spoken with a tinge of regret flickering beneath the surface of his eyes. "I know I don't say that to you enough," he added quietly.

Robyn lifted her hand from the water and placed a single finger across his lips. "You say it every day," she softly whispered. "Not always with words, but I don't always need the words because you've put them in my heart."

She let her finger slip from his lips as a soft smile curved at hers. She knew exactly what she wanted in this moment. What they both wanted. What they would always want because it was a desire that would never relinquish. "Join me?"

If possible, Eric's eyes darkened further at her words. He slowly stood. Never taking his gaze from her, he began removing his layers of clothing one article at a time. His right hand went to his black leather jacket, slipping it from his slender arms before he dropped it to the floor, adding it atop Robyn's pile of shed clothing. Next he lowered his arms to the base of his shirt, bending his arms to pull it over his head. Robyn's eyes had dragged from his in order to take in the sight of his gorgeous body, lean and strong and completely hers. He kicked off his shoes and removed his socks. Eric straightened back up as his fingers went to the button of his trousers.

Finally, his husky voice broke the weighted silence as his fingers toyed teasingly with the button. "Liking what you see then, Miss Herveaux?"

Robyn's eyes raked back up to his, her mouth parted and her breathing noticeably accelerated. She swallowed once to keep her reply from being nothing more than "Guh." Drifting over to the edge of the tub, Robyn draped her arms across the side and rested her chin on her forearms. "The only thing I don't like about what I see is that you've stopped." Her eyes twinkled back at his. "Your trousers are going to get awfully wet if you plan on getting in like that."

A smoldering grin appeared across his lips as he spoke in a slow, seductive voice that had the ability to turn her instantly to liquid. "Well, we can't have that, now can we?" Done teasing, Eric unfastened the button and lowered the zip. Hooking his long fingers in the band of both his trousers and pants, Eric slid the last of his clothing from his hips, stepping out of them and shoving them aside with his foot.

Speechless. The sight of his gorgeous masculine body rendered her speechless every single time. This was a sight Robyn could spend a lifetime drinking in and never be quenched. She was not disappointed to see that he was not yet as aroused as he could be in this moment. He was still holding himself back, but that was okay because she knew once he fully dropped those barriers and allowed his desire for her to take complete control, it would be instantaneous. It would also be unstoppable; and right now Robyn wanted this to be slow. She wanted to savor each and every second of this night.

Eric stepped into the tub and settled himself across from Robyn, the water sloshing gently as he positioned his legs on either side of hers. The barest trace of a smile, which spoke a promise of things to come, graced his lips as he gently lifted Robyn's left leg from the water and dropped a kiss to her inner ankle before placing it to rest atop his thigh. He ran his fingertips up and down the slick skin of her calf as Robyn breathed out a slow, deep sigh.

"Your skin is so soft," he marveled in a hushed tone. "Like warm silk." Eric bent forward and placed a kiss to her knee before cutting his eyes up to hers. "Come here," he gently requested.

Robyn's heart began beating that little bit faster in her chest. This was a request she would certainly never refuse. She moved across towards him and turned, leaning her back to his chest as her head lay against his shoulder. Her hands came to rest on his knees as his arms encircled her. Eric nuzzled the nape of her neck, then followed a descending path, drifting his lips lower, kissing his way to her shoulder as his tongue swirled in tantalizing patterns on her skin. His hands moved to caress her in long, sweeping strokes down her abdomen, across the tops of her thighs, and then back up. On his second journey upward he moved higher, cupping her breasts in his palms and gliding his thumbs across her nipples in circular strokes as they pebbled beneath his sensual caress.

Robyn moaned softly as she turned her face into the crook of his neck, kissing the juncture of his shoulder and neck as his touch continued to bring them both pleasure.

"Min kära Robyn" Eric murmured into her hair "You are mine."

Rose peppered kisses along his jaw until he turned his face to her and she captured his mouth, tracing her tongue along his upper, then lower lips. He opened willingly to her. Their tongues met and glided languidly against each other, the moment unrushed and every second relished, before Robyn pulled back, placing another kiss to his jaw.

"And you're mine," she breathed, raising her arm to wrap around the back of his neck. He wanted to feel her, to continue with their kissing, but Eric knew that he was charged with a responsibility set out by Sam, and he was not prepared to deal with the wrath of a pregnant werewolf.

"However much I would love to stay with you my dear, I fear Samantha has arrange an outing for you." Eric expressed as he pressed a kiss to the side of her lips, noting how Robyn suddenly stopped nibbling at the nape of his neck. He felt her warm hand pressed to his chest as she spun around so she could look at him.

"Please tell me she hasn't planned a bachelorette party." Robyn grimaced, looking at how Eric's calm features refused to show her any of Sam's plans.

"More like a few drinks. Pamela is already here so I would advice you to get ready."

"You knew about this?" Robyn suddenly expressed, looking directly at him as she prevented him from kissing her, determined not to get distracted as Eric tried to pass the blame.

"I may have been compelled to keep this a secret." Eric responded. Robyn just sighed, dejected, not wanting to argue with him. She just resided to the fact that she was going to have to spend the night suffering with drunken people and people who she knew would throw themselves at her. She sighed in exasperation, knowing that Sam and probably Sookie had gone out of their way to prepare this for her and she did not want to cause arguments so close to her wedding.

Eric smiled as he watched her contemplating his proposal, thoughts flickering across her eyes as they washed into her mind, ideals of how the night could turn out or excuses she could come up with to stop her from living through this embarrassing ordeal. He smiled a little when he felt Robyn sigh and rested her forehead on his chest while he lifted his own hand to sweep the soft skin that ran from her neck and down her back.

"Well then, lets get this over with." Robyn sighed as she heaved her naked form from her lover, the water trickling down her smooth skin and around her feet as she elegantly removed herself from the bath, Eric continuing to watch her his pupils having dilated as he noticed how she wrapped the towel around her slender form and trudged to the wardrobe. "Do you have any idea what the dress code is for this evening?" Robyn asked, shouting over her shoulder as Eric pulled his own trousers over his legs but parading around without his shirt.

"Your simply going out to a club you visit when your out with Pamela, dress how you think would keep you unnoticed." Eric smiled as his large form blocked the light from the bathroom, his tall figure looming over her a little as she pulled out the grey dress she had not worn for many months.

About thirty minutes later she was ready. Her long russet hair was curled and styled to flick at the bottoms, as it fell delicately onto the lapels of her tailored leather jacket with the sleeves ending just past her elbow. Her grey shift dress clung to her small figure and ended at her knees as she held her arm for Eric as she stepped into her large nude heels.

Robyn smiled as he heard the impatient outburst coming from Pam's mouth as she complained about their present company and other things. However, Robyn was pulled from her thoughts when she felt a strong pair of arms wrap around her middle, Eric's muscled chest supporting her form as she leant back into his embrace, rejoicing in the feel of his lips against her neck.

"You have not gone out for a while, ever since you were turned." Eric voiced, the breath that escaped his lips brushed against Robyn's smooth skin causing her figure to shiver with pleasure. She leant her head against his shoulder, moving her face towards him as her nose brushed the stubble on his jaw.

"There's a reason for that." Robyn replied with a smile. "I don't want the press speculating."

"It's going to happen one way or another, you're too famous to be ignored." Eric expressed with a small chuckle before he placed a very swift kiss to her hairline and pulled away.

Robyn could only smile at her lover as Eric gave her a cheeky half smile. She looped her arm within his before she grabbed hold of the bag that was resting on the mattress of their bed and the pair of them headed towards the large hallway that led towards the stairs.

The hybrid was trying to relax as she headed down her spiraling staircase, ignoring the large group of people that were converging by the doorway, Robyn's friends waiting for her to be ready before they headed out for a night of drinking and frolicking.

However, Robyn was pulled from her thoughts when Alcide cleared his throat, the group turning around to face Robyn who simply looked towards them, ignoring their gawking faces as her grip on Eric's arm tightened before she felt her feet firmly pressed to the ground.

"How can you walk down those stairs in heels?" Sam huffed "In fact how can you walk in heels at all?" Robyn couldn't help but laugh at her friend as Sam moved her eyes to study her heels.

"I have to live in heels when I'm working Sammy, comes with the territory." Robyn smiled as she took in Sam's deep purple maternity dress; her arms covered by a cardigan considering her outfit had no sleeves and a plunge neckline. "So where are you guys dragging me this evening?"

"We're going to take you to Supe6 and pretend to get you drunk." Pam grumbled, her voice even and emotionless as she moved her eyes towards her vampire sister, hand on her hip as she looked towards Eric who was observing the situation.

"Don't worry Robyn, we're not going to get out of control." Sookie said with a sweet smile, her red floral dress swaying to her knees as she looked towards Jessica who seemed to be buzzing with excitement and currently having an animated conversation with Hannah.

"I've seen you drunk Sookie." Robyn exerted, one of her eyebrows raised as the two of them gazed at each other.

"It's your hen night Robyn. Stop worrying and try to have a little bit of fun." Sookie begged just for Robyn to roll her eyes and waved them out of the door.

"I guess ill see you later." Robyn said as she turned back towards Eric who was smiling fondly down towards Robyn, happy that he didn't have to duck down to her small frame like he normally did considering the height of her heels.

"Have fun." He whispered and left a sweet kiss to her soft lips before she was ushered out of the house by her female pack members.