A/N: First off, I don't get paid for this. All rights and kudos go to Charlane Harris and/or Alan Ball, depending on which you follow. Warning: This contains some citrus, so will many chapters from here on out. I want to thank AerynFarie for pointing out a mistake that I did not catch in the many times that i went through before posting. Thank you all for reading and please continue to do so. I welcome the advice and constructive criticism. If you have not noticed yet, Eric is not your usual Eric.- Krys.
Chapter six:
I go to gather my purchases, to bring them to Eric's room. I plan to work like a little elf. He gently takes the bags from my hands and cocks his eyebrow at me. "I'll get these."
We go up to his room, where he gently drops all the packages and walks into the bathroom. He walks out a few moments later. The water is still running. He slowly walks up to me and soulfully kisses me. "Let's go relax some. They will be gone until late tomorrow morning."
He takes my hand and pulls me into the bathroom. His sunken garden tub is filled with scented bubbles. I turn around and place a small kiss against his jaw.
"Wait Eric. I need to tell you something major. I should have told you before; it is something that might affect what you feel about what I think we are heading towards. Only my grandmother knows so far. If you decide that it is too much for you, then I will understand and pack up. It is not that I didn't trust you but this is huge and I am not joking about it." I take a deep breath and let it out. "Eric, I am telepathic. I can read thoughts. I try to block most people but if you are touching me, I can't."
He smiles at me and raises his shaking hands to take my hair down. Eric can talk a good game, but when it comes to follow through, he gets hung up with his gentlemanly nature. He never wants to push too far.
My hair falls around my shoulders, he massages my scalp. I start unbuttoning his shirt. When's that's done, I ease it off and let it pool on the floor. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him to my lips. He kisses me back, and after a little while it turns steamy. 'God, I want you so bad.' He pushes me against the wall and draws me up, with his hands under my bottom. He steps between my legs that encircle his hips. His hands start roaming my torso, pushing my shirt up, stopping only to draw it over my head. My fingers dig into his hair. I moan when his hands slide back up to cup my breasts through my lacy bra, which he unclasps and slowly takes it off of me, savoring the sight. 'You are so beautiful.' His lips trail down my neck; he dips his tongue into the hollow of my collarbone. I throw my head back and enjoy the sensation. He continues his slow descent. He latches onto my left nipple and sucks, while he rubs his thumb across my right one. My panties are soaked by the time he moves his hands down and grabs my hips, which he adjusts as he rotates his against me. I can feel his erection straining his jeans. He pushes into me again and my control shatters.
"Yes baby, cum for me. That's it Sook. I love knowing that I'm the one giving you pleasure." His voice rasps in my ear, as he pushes into me again, building another orgasm. I push back against him, in hopes of increasing the friction.
"That's it baby; we need to take this to another place. Let me help you with these." He pulls away and places a small peck on my forehead. He then turns me so I have my back leaning on his chest. He slides his hands down and unbuttons my jeans, which he then slips off, hooking my panties on the way down. I step out of them. Eric stands slowly, dragging his eyes up my body as he does.
"You're gorgeous Sook." I blush at his sentiment. He is still staring at me as I walk up to him and trail my lips from his ear all the way down to the waistband of his jeans. I rub my hands along his stomach and undo the button and zipper. I slip them off his hips, his boxers follow soon afterward. 'She isn't?' His throbbing erection bounces for me, as if it can tell I am going to pay it some attention. I look up into his eyes and drag my tongue from the underside of his balls up to the tip of his dick, slowly. 'Yes, this is better than I imagined.' The moan issuing from his throat was enough to egg me on. I draw the tip into my mouth and flick it with my tongue. He hisses my name and I slide more of his member into my mouth and add some suction as I pull back. I kick the tempo up until; he is moaning my name over and over again. I can feel his body tense up like a bowstring.
"Sookie, I'm coming!" He grunts as he shoots streams of hot liquid down my throat. I lick the rest, off his dick and release him from my lips with a pop. He collapses onto his knees and draws me into his arms.
"Thank you so much baby. Your mouth felt so good on my dick. Let's take that bath now." He pulls me up into his arms, bridal style and sets me in the warm water. I shift forward as he climbs in behind me. He threads his arms around me and I lean back on his chest. He rubs a sponge over my body, cleaning the day off of me. I chuckle when he spends extra time on my breasts and pussy. I turn around to return the favor. My legs draped over each of his. He runs his hands up my thighs headed for the promised land. He meets my eyes, asking permission. Then, his fingers run up my slit. He takes the sponge away and gathers me onto his lap.
"Let's get out and continue this on our bed." He stands, gets out and reaches down for me. He carries me into the bedroom.
"I have dreamt of this for a long time now. Will you let make you feel good?" He asks me with pleading eyes. I nod; if I open my mouth I think I would start crying. He makes me feel so loved.
"Baby, let me love you tonight." He pleads again. He licks at my neck and I moan. He takes it as a go ahead and works his way down my body.
Every so often, he stops and pays attention to certain areas like; my breasts, my bellybutton, my hipbones and finally he reaches where I want him the most. He looks up again, through hooded eyes for permission. 'Please, I want to do this so bad. I want to make you scream my name so loud that you lose your voice. You look so good in my bed.' When I smile and shift, he hooks my knees over his shoulders and draws a finger down to part my lips. He drags his flattened tongue from my opening to the top of my cleft. A few more passes and I am squirming from the intense pleasure coursing through my body. 'So damned good! She seems to like what I am doing.' Eric moans against me, sending a vibration against my clit. That sends me over the edge. My eyes roll back and I scream as I come hard. Eric licks me clean and crawls up the bed to me, a huge grin on his face.
He kisses my cheek. "Thank you, I appreciate you letting me do that." He gathers me close and presses a kiss to my temple. "You taste so good, baby." He whispers in my ear. I stare into his eyes and lean into his chest.
"I should be thanking you. You are almost too much to be true. I still can't believe that you actually want to be with me. The fact that you are beyond incredible in bed, is just frosting on the cake." I blush and keep my eyes down at his chest. "I just love you so much Eric." I finally look into his eyes again. 'You can't believe that I want to be with you? You are the one that should be seen for wanting to be with me. I can't wait any longer, I need to feel her surround me.'
"Sook, excuse me, I'll be right back." He throws on some boxers and walks out the bedroom. My low self-esteem starts getting to me, when he walks back in. He closes and locks the door. "I know we promised my parents not to, but I don't think I can sleep one more night without making you mine completely. That is if you are ready. If not, I will wait." Again, he goes from romantic to nervous in the snap of a finger. I get on my knees and crawl over to him. I grasp his hand and pull him onto the bed, on his knees.
"I've wanted to make love with you since you came up for Halloween. You make one hot Mad Hatter, my dear."
Eric crushes me to him and kisses me hard. "The one, who was hot, was you, Sook. That dress showed your curves off so well, I had to replay Debbie's latest attempt just to calm down. All I wanted to do was go into the shadows and take you hard. Then when you jumped into my arms at the airport, all I could think of was how close the bathrooms were. This morning, when you and I were fooling around, I was so close to ripping your clothes off. Thank god you took charge of the situation." He caresses my side as he's telling me this.
I put my finger to his lips. "Stop talking honey." I replace my finger with my lips. He lays me back on the bed and climbs between my legs. He pulls back and gazes into my eyes. His fingers slide along my slit and I toss my head back. His thumb rubs on my clit, in small circles, driving me wild. He slips two fingers inside me, setting a rhythm that has me writhing. 'That's it, come for me.'
"Baby, you're so wet for me and so tight. I can't wait to be inside you. I've never been so hard." He rubs my hand over his erection. "Feel that? That's what you do to me. I'm a walking erection when you're around."
His words add to the growing pressure he is inducing below my waist. He lightly nips my lower lip and my muscles tense up.
"Eric! I am..."
He cuts me off with his mouth. His tongue duels with mine, while he pushes his shorts down. I take the condom from his hand and rip the foil package open. He sucks in a breath and throws his head back, as I roll it down the length of his cock. He crawls up my body as I lay back against the pillows. Taking my hips in his hands, he rubs his face from one breast to another. He then looks up, worried. 'What if I hurt her, she is my world. I want to make this something she will cherish always, our first time.'
"Are you sure, baby? I don't want to hurt you." He licks slowly up my neck.
"It's going to hurt me a bit, I won't lie, but I want this. I want you." I brush hair out of his eyes. "I trust you, Eric."
He lowers his hips. I can feel him throbbing against me. I roll my hips and he pushes into me. My body stretches to accommodate him. He slowly advances until he hits my barrier. He takes my lips with his and rubs his thumb against my button until I relax some before he retreats a little. I am starting to feel that building in my lower stomach again, when he leans forward. 'I am glad that we are doing this together. Once I push through, we will be linked forever.'
"I will always love you, Sookie." He whispers and thrusts forward at the same time as I climax. He waits to let me get used to him being inside me. I roll my hips again and we both moan at the feeling.
"Baby, please move. Make love to me." I murmur in his ear.
He starts to move, sliding in and out. I match him stroke for stroke. I can feel the tension building, but I need some more. As if he could read my mind, Eric picks up the speed of his thrusts. He pushes me higher and higher.
"Sook, you feel so good." He growls in my ear. "Darling, I can feel you tightening, are you going to come?" I moan. I am past the point for speech. "Yeah, I want to feel you cum all over my cock. You are mine. I need to feel you cum baby. You are so beautiful like this." He turns us over, so I am straddling his hips. I grind myself onto him. His hands grasp my hips and he moves with me. I ride his dick with abandon, until he tips me forward and hits my G spot with the head of his cock. I tighten around his dick and with one more quick snap of his hips; I come so hard that it hurts. Eric moans and his face contorts as he explodes buried deep inside me. I collapse against his chest, panting. He gently rolls us over and withdraws from me. I curl onto my side, as he walks into the bathroom. He's back momentarily, with a warm washcloth. He wipes me clean and put the cloth in the hamper. Then he climbs back into bed and gathers me to his chest.
"I cannot thank you enough. You are everything to me and to see you fall apart in my arms is the greatest thing I have ever experienced. I love you." He kisses my head and pulls up the blankets. "Thank you, I love you too." I snuggle closer in his arms.
"As much as, I don't want to get up, I need to visit the bathroom." I tell Eric before we get too comfortable. He loosens his arms and I scoot into the other room. I think about what just happened, while I brush my hair out. I have given the ultimate gift to someone who I love dearly. I know I won't have to worry about the whole stigma but I also need to come to terms with this new step. Eric is the only guy who has stayed longer than three months, what happens now? What will he think in the morning? I have spent enough time in here that he'll be coming soon to find out if I'm OK.
I walk back into the bedroom, to find a nervous wreck, where I left my boyfriend. "Eric what's wrong?" I climb back onto the bed. He is running his fingers through his hair repeatedly. "My dear, you're not going to have any left, if you don't stop doing that." I grab his hands, to still the combing. 'She seemed to be enjoying it. Did I do something wrong? Why did she leave just as I was going to snuggle with her?'
"Tell me the truth, Sook. Are we OK? I am kind of going out of my mind here." He admits, his eyes pleading with me. 'Please don't leave me, I'll get better.' I smile at that, as if he could improve on what he did.
"What are you talking about? I was under the impression that everything was great between us. I mean, you just rocked my world completely. I do think we need to talk about where to go from here but I don't think now is the time."
Eric hauls me onto his lap. "Now would be a good time, actually. Do you think me a villain, for what we just did? I don't think I could make it, if you left because of this." He shakes his head. When he looks up again, I see a line of tears running down his face. I wipe them away.
"The only way I would think you were a villain, is if I hadn't consented to it. I did. I enjoyed it. Get used to the idea. As far as leaving, I will have to in a week, but that's only because of the need of getting back to school. Why would I leave the man I loved because he made passionate love to me?" His smile is breathtaking. I lean down and kiss his eyelids.
"Now that that's over, what do you say to watching me get my crazy Christmas elf on?" I grin and roll my eyes.
"I'd say let the wrapping begin!"
I hop down and set up my "station". Table for wrapping all the goodies, check. Supplies out, check. Loot, check. Bing Crosby cd blaring, double check. Ok, I'm ready to go. Eric comes in on the madness after, making us some hot chocolate. 'She is absolutely perfect. She can keep up with my brother and Sam's antics. She is beautiful in just my ratty tee and most of all she loves me.' I wrap his mother's things first. He watches me place the sweater set in a box with tissue paper, carefully fold over the ends and cover the box. I then measure the paper out and wrap it the way I was taught. Only three pieces of tape. I next string the ribbon along the box and after securing it; make a multi loop bow, which I attach to the present. I do the same with her pearl set. I wrap the vase in two layers of tissue paper place in a tall box and wrap it in the same paper. I move on to Alcide's. I found some Perry the Platypus paper. I fold the shirts and layer them in a box and fold the tissue over them. Eric starts to laugh when I unroll the Perry paper.
"Oh, that has to be for Alcide!" He chuckles. "I can't wait until you whip out the first one. I need to remember a camera for that."
"Christmas in Killarnney" comes on and I start to belt it out along with Bing. I loose myself in the song. I look up when I hear a click. I then realize that I was dancing also. The big grin on Eric's face was priceless. "There's that smile." 'What seventeen year old listens to Bing Crosby? Not even my parents listen to that stuff, but she is happy singing and dancing along to it.'
"I'll tell you what teen listens to Ol' Bing. One that was raised by her grandparents. I like Lawrence Welk also." I raise my eyebrow at him. No one may dis Bing in my presence. My girlfriends learned that when I didn't talk to them for three months after a snide comment about the crooner.
He sweeps me into his arms and we dance to the music for a few moments. Then I get back to work, I finish wrapping his brother's gifts from Spencer's. Eric gets up to return our cups to the kitchen. While he's gone, I rush to get the certificates into their boxes. I wrap one in the Perry paper, one in cream paper with 'O Holy Night written across it in gold script, and the last one in a Dress Campbell plaid paper. I am starting to cut the ribbon for Alcide's, when Eric comes back.
"Wow, Mom was right, that paper is cool. I know Alcide's paper, but whose are these, honey?" He motions to the other two presents. Once I finish tying the bow on Alcide's, I start cutting the ribbons for the other two. A small smile on my lips. I mime locking my mouth with a key.
I tell him to go while I wrap his gifts. Of course, his big one will already be wrapped. He comes back in after a few minutes. I have gotten all his presents wrapped luckily.
"Baby, come to bed. It's late, especially if you want to cook all day while I toil in the barns. I want to hold you while we sleep. I think I have gotten addicted to having you in my bed after only one night." He massages my shoulders and whispers in my ear. His nose traveling from my shoulder to my ear a few times. I lean back against him.
"My poor baby." He sighs and picks me up bridal style. I stir a little when he sets me down on the bed. He carefully dresses me in one of his t-shirts and my pair of fuzzy pants. He in turn steps into a pair of basketball shorts. I curl into his chest when he climbs into bed and pulls the covers around us. He shifts a lock of my hair and pecks my brow.
"Goodnight, my love. I'll see you in the morning." He whispers and turns off the bedside lamp.
I fold into the fetal position a couple of hours later. 'Oh no, not again, not here.' My abdomen seizes up and I can't breathe. I sip at the air, trying to will the pain away without having to get up. Eric reaches out for me and tries to pull me closer, at the worst possible moment. I hiss out the pain.
"Baby! What's wrong? Did I hurt you?" Eric jumps up and snaps the light back on. Once he sees me, he really starts to worry. "Sookie? Please answer me. Do you need me to take you to the hospital?" I shake my head. 'Oh my god! What if I hurt her with what we did tonight? She did bleed a little, but that's normal right?'
"No, but do you have some Rolaids? This hasn't happened since Thanksgiving night." I ask in a whisper.
"OK baby, I'll be right back." He jumps out of bed and runs into the bathroom, returning with a bottle of Rolaids. I chomp down a few and turn on my back. My body relaxes and I thank Eric. He gives me a concerned look and nods as he turns the light back off. I snuggle back into his arms with a sigh. We both fall back asleep.
I wake in the morning, with Eric caressing my face. "Morning beautiful, how are you feeling?" His concern is written in his aqua colored eyes.
"Morning, my handsome man. Yes, I am feeling better, and before you ask I am going to set up an appointment with my doctor when I get home." You could see the relief set in.
"Thank you. Now how about we take that whole bundle of presents to Mom's closet. I need to get cracking on the stalls and I am close to saddle breaking a horse for a neighbor. I could use some breakfast." He kisses my nose and gets out of bed. I beat him to the bathroom and start the shower. I am wetting down my hair, when the stall door opens and my man steps in.
"Why waste the chance to see my lovely woman naked. I won't get a chance again until tonight. Now come here darling, let me wash you please." He adds the shampoo to my hair and works it into a lather. He rinses it out, parting my hair here and there, making sure to get it all out. I grab the soap and start washing our bodies while he puts some shampoo through his own hair. His eyes bug out when I start rinsing off. 'Damn!' Next thing I know, I am against the shower wall, with his tongue down my throat. I kiss him back.
He breaks away from me and smiles. "Sorry, I couldn't help it baby. You looked so hot, I had to kiss you." He apologizes and shuts off the water. We dry off and get dressed. Walking down the stairs, he stops me and raises my hand to his mouth. "Thank you for last night. I enjoyed spending time just you and me. Even if you are a crazy elf." He takes my face in his hands and stares into my eyes, "Are you sure, you're okay with everything? I don't just mean what happened but also your health. I love you, and I will be here for you." He pecks me on the lips and we continue down the stairs.