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Revelation

"Ben." She's digging in her heels and trying to pull back but he can't let her, we need to get away, away from that horrible bedroom. "Ben." She doesn't let up even though he's obviously not planning on stopping anytime soon. "Goddamn it Warlow! Stop!" She yanks on her hand hard making her charm bracelet jungle and he let's go to avoid hurting her. "Look I let you have you're caveman moment back there because I know what you heard probably sounded bad but I'm not letting you drag me into the forest, when there's no one around us." She was right they had reached the edge of the property and though the night air felt better than the humid house people preferred to stay close to the alcohol and music.

"What the hell was that Sookie?" He demanded as he gave up and decided to have the conversation here.

"He's just drunk, he doesn't know what he's saying." She's trying cover up everything and it bothers him, why can't you just be honest with me?

"He said he loves you." That had hurt the most, he knew the boy harbored feelings for Sookie but it burned him that he hadn't been the first to declare his love for her.

"A minute before that he was talking about how good looking Jason was and if he was gay for thinking that." She's pulling at his hand as if begging him to let the matter go, but he couldn't. There was something she was keeping from him and it was driving him mad.

"I've seen how he looks at you Sookie, now I'm done with this you need to tell me what happened between the both of you." He needed to know, if it was going to affect them this much then it had to be dealt with.

"I already told you that's none of your business!" There's fire in her eyes but he won't let her stubbornness get the best of him.

"If he's going around thinking he's got a chance with you I think it is."

"I didn't say I loved him back."

"You didn't say you didn't." Perhaps if she had he could let this go, but if she had feelings for Hoyt he had to know.

"It's his birthday, I'm not going to be mean to him on his birthday."

"Sookie just tell me." He's close to begging because what could be so bad that she just couldn't tell him. You used to tell me everything, I don't want there to be secrets now.

"You need to trust me, besides it shouldn't matter, it doesn't matter. Were not, I'm not yours just because of some contract some asshole of an ancestor signed. I belong to myself." He almost wants to laugh, then what have you been doing if not pulling me in? He can't help it when his fangs click into place and though she visibly startles she doesn't mention them.

"You're right you're not mine because of some contract." He pulls her by the waist closer to him refusing to let go. He can't help the darkness that surges throughout his body, honestly he's surprised he hasn't done anything more drastic by now. "You're mine because you want to be." She's breathing heavily as if she's run a marathon but when his words hit her she's stun. Until she's not and then she's slapping him and pushing him away.

"Fuck you Warlow!" She shoves his hands off from her and steps away from him.

"Well isn't that just a dirty mouth for miss manners." He smirks at her and the fiery in her eyes intensifies.

"You're such an asshole." Before he realizes it she's jumped on him and they're tumbling down. Her hands are smacking him everywhere they can hit and though he puts his hands up defensively it really doesn't hurt. "You don't get to come here and demand answers about what I did! I did it because I wanted to and that's it!" She's pushing and shoving him but he can hear her voice break and he realizes she's crying.

"What happened Sookie?" The worst scenarios come to his mind. "Did he force you? I'll kill him!" He's already trying to get up even though she hasn't answered because that must be it, that's what happened.

"Oh cheese and crackers no, Hoyt would never he's too nice." She pushes on him harder to keep him on the ground, and though he could easily push her off and zip back into the house, he also doesn't want to leave her alone when she's so frantic.

"Why do you protect him so much he's not a saint?"

"He might as well be."

"What are you talking about?"

"It was me, okay I wanted it and he did it because I wanted it." She's crying again and it hurts him. He wanted her to confess but now he's not sure if he should have pushed so hard for it. "I wanted him to touch me and he didn't want to because I'm Jason's little sister but I wanted it, it was my birthday and I wanted to. I had never even been kissed before and Hoyt's sweet and I knew he wouldn't go too far so I made him do it. Then he wanted to be my boyfriend because that's what you do, that's what you should want if you're a good girl, but I'm not and I told him no, and then you came and started talking about belonging to each other and it's just too much." She's pulling on his shirt and babbling and though her words are coming out clear enough despite her tears, it's the images she's projecting that gets him.

"Hoyt please." She groans as she pushes up against Hoyt, her yellow party dress is hitched up and she's straddling him in the front seat of a truck.

"Sook, Jason's my best friend." He protests even as he continues to pepper kisses all around her face.

"Don't you want me? Am I not pretty enough?" She moves his hands from around her waist to rest on her thighs.

"Sookie you're beautiful." He punctuates this by kissing her mouth, she closes her eyes and pulls on his hair.

"Then?" She asks when they pull apart for air.

"I want to but…" She guides his further up her thighs under her dress and arches into his touch.

"You're the only boy I've kissed, you're my first, my only…" The words do their trick and soon enough she's gasping. "More oh moremoremoremore."

He wants to throw up, wants to murder Hoyt, wants to tear Sookie's dress apart and show her what she really should beg for. At the same time he's comforted because she's finally let him into her mind even if it was unwilling, and it feels familiar and new in the best ways despite the disgusting imagery.

"I didn't want you to know."

"I… I don't even… do you want him?" Her memories made it clear she wanted Hoyt in the moment, was that all it truly was or did I mess everything up by leaving you?

"God no! Don't you get it?" She's tightening the grip her thighs have around his stomach and looking at him pleadingly.

"He was your first?" I should have been your first, I should have been there.

"I didn't know you were coming back a couple weeks later, I didn't know what you were. Besides it wasn't like I gave myself to him, it was just touching." Even he can hear the disbelief in her own voice. It might have been just touching, but Hoyt has been the only one to treat you like a woman, to make you feel like one. Until now. He lunges forwards and pulls her down to him, their faces meet and soon he's attacking her mouth with his.

It isn't gentle, it isn't chaste, it isn't gentlemanly, this isn't Ben kissing Sookie, this is Warlow claiming her. She's giving as good as she gets, with every nip to her lips he can feel her nails dig into his shoulders. Her moaning is spurring him on and then when he feels her tongue lick his fangs he loses it. He's flipped them over so that she's the one on the ground and she automatically wraps her legs around him he can't help but buck into her.

"So good, so right, perfect, Sookie, Sookie, Sookie."

"Warlow, don't stop, don't stop!" Their mental communication only intensifies his need, he wants her, needs her, and so he'll take her.

"Sookie, where did you go?" Unfortunately it seems her friends won't let it get that far. He doesn't even need his vampire hearing to listen to them so it's no surprise when Sookie's eyes widen as she moves to unwrap her legs from him.

"Tara leave the girl alone, shit if I disappeared with that boy I'd be up to no good." Thankfully they're too far from the house to be seen or he's sure Sookie would be slapping him by now. Still he motions for her to hold still, it would be too obvious if they came out now.

"Lafayette this is Sookie."

"Did you not see him?"

"Fine I'll give them ten more minutes but then I'm looking for her. We don't know him he could be some crazy killer."

"Hater." They hear a door slam and so they slowly get to their feet.

"I can't believe that just happened." She's smoothing out her dress trying to pat off the dirt.

"I can." He grins as he helps to pull twigs out of her hair.

"Warlow, oh my god what must you think of me." She covers her face with her hands, but he won't have any of that so he pulls them away.

"Hey, I think what I always have, that you're perfect." He makes sure to look her straight in her brown eyes, and when he sees her smile he knows he's done his job right.

"You don't have to say that because of what just happened."

"Trust me Sookie I'm not." After she's done inspecting herself and him she gives him a short nod.

"Okay I think we should head in." She lets him lace their fingers together and decide to head back to the party together. Killing Hoyt might not be the best course of action. He doesn't want to anger her nor make her think that she can't open up to him without there being any fatal repercussions. He couldn't worry about that now though, because she was sending him these secret smiles, that couldn't mean anything but I'm yours.

A/N:I know this is a shorter chapter but I really didn't think another scene flowed too well. Please review and tell me what you think!