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Nutrition

"This feels good." She was stretched out on the couch with her feet on his lap. He had met her at her house after she was off from work and had time to settle herself in. After greeting him once he arrived Adele had mysteriously become very tired and headed up to her room. They had then agreed that watching a movie sounded like a good idea, and though at first she was reluctant to he had persuaded her to get as comfortable as possible.

"I told you."

"Yeah, yeah story of your life." She yawned stretching out a bit more causing her back to arch. He watched the swell of her breasts, through her loose grey shirt she had changed into. Her shirt rode up a bit allowing a sliver of skin to appear just above the red shorts she wore. You look good enough to eat. She had taken a shower so all he could smell was her and some lingering soap scent. He forced himself to look at her eyes which held a wicked gleam in them.

"You should be watching the movie, Olivia Newton is singing, it's a crime not to watch." Despite her words she smiled at him and allowed one of her feet to move against his thigh.

"I prefer watching you." With a growl and flash of movement he quickly had her pinned to the couch, while she yelped in delight.

"Well you are my guest I guess I should be accommodating to you." When his lips attacked hers, her arms instantly wrapped around him and her fingers began to thread in his hair. He could hear her muffled moans and feel her body arch into him, a growl of pride escaped him and when he reached up to palm her breast her legs immediately wrapped themselves around him. He couldn't help it when his fangs clicked out, but she didn't seem to mind. Her own hands began to run up an down his spine and the mewling sound she was making was driving him mad.

Please Warlow Please… He loved it. Loved the fact that she was careful about keeping everyone out of her mind, even him, yet once he got her like this: hair spread out like a halo, legs wrapped around him in a vice grip and her body yielding to his, her thoughts couldn't but flood into his. He ducks his head into her shoulder kissing, nipping and just letting her smell overtake him

God fuck Sookie I want to bite you so bad. He wants to feel his fangs penetrate her, slice through skin and be immersed in her. The image is so strong he can't stop it.

His fangs deep within her while her hips continue to urge him, blonde hair pulled back, tan skin glistening with sweat, she was delectable. The two fang bits where gushing but no drop was wasted as he lapped it all up. A gasp of surprise is all he hears before she's pushing him off and away from her. She isn't strong enough and though he could easily keep her pinned he doesn't want to scare her so he moves away. Her eyes are wide and she's holding her knees against her.

"What was that?" She demands, even as she labors to breathe. He curses himself he's sure she would have let them continue kissing for a while longer and now thanks to his impatience he would have to spend the night trying to calm her down. Idiot, I knew she was in my mind, why the fuck did I have to get so carried away. He's thankful he can feel her shields up and holding strong.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to frighten you… I just got carried away." Understatement of the year, her body had felt so good under his he couldn't help but imagine how much better it could get.

"Yeah I can see that, why were you imagining that?" Her eyes are wide and she looks like she's ready to bolt. This was the last thing he wanted, for her to be scared of him.

"It's a vampire thing, I can't help it." It was true he didn't like the fact that he got off on imagining himself hurting Sookie, picturing tearing at her skin and drinking everything she offered. He didn't like that he was such a monster but he couldn't help it.

"I thought you ate food, like real food not humans." Perhaps he was doing more harm than good in trying to appease her by trying to keep his monster chained up all the time? After all she would come to see the real him eventually.

"I told you I can eat food but I need blood too. Not as much as other vampires and not as often but I still need it." She's rubbing her temples like he's giving her a headache.

"Are you sure?" He almost wants to laugh at her question. Am I sure? He had over a millennia to experiment on his body, to trying and chain the beast down, it wasn't a complete success but he had become content with the balance he had reached.

"Trust me Sookie I've attempted to survive without it but I can't. I go mad with hunger after a few weeks and start to attack anything in sight. I'm sorry." She bites her lips but he's grateful that she scoots closer to him and she doesn't seem frightened as before just curious.

"Have you eaten since you got here? Is that even the right word?"

"Yes, to both, I've fed a couple of times." He's going to answer any question she has truthfully, wants it all out in the open.

"From who? Someone in Bon Temps?" He can see the worry in her eyes and he's quick to reassure her.

"No, in Monroe." She nods her head.

"Are they dead?"

"No, vampires don't have to kill in order to feed at least not once their a few years old. Newborns are ruled too much by their hunger they can't control themselves well, especially if their maker doesn't care. But no a vampire can feed from you and as long as they remove their mark the human would never have to know." It's a lot more information than she asked for but he rather give too much than feel like he's holding out on her.

"How can you forget something like that?"

"Glamouring." He had told her about glamouring when she was a child but even then she had laughed at the idea that someone's mind could be rearranged so easily by a vampire.

"Is it really that effective?"

"If done right yes."

"Is it… does it happened like you just imagined with me?" He wonders if the emotion in her eyes is jealousy? While a part of him hopes it is another worries that it's disgust.

"Sometimes some vampires can't distinguish feeding from sex but it doesn't have to be, some think humans are just blood bags only good to drink." Sex and drinking were really the only things that drove most vampires especially anyone under fifty but the older you became the easier it was to distinguish it and the more picky you got about who you would eat.

"What about you?"

"I just take what I need no more no less and then I make sure they can never remember it." He had become a master of glamouring careful to chose only those who seemed mentally stable. Glamouring anyone who was even a little mentally unstable was a bitch.

"Can you feed from a person multiple times?"

"Yes, you have to be careful to not take too much since your blood does take time to replenish itself. But daily short feedings are doable." She leans forward and brushes her fingers against his extended fangs. He can't help but close his eyes, her touch was so innocent and sensual he almost came.

"Do you want to bite me?"

"I don't want to hurt you, but yes."

"What's it feel like?"

"There's certain humans who know about vampires and choose to remain as companions." Honestly more were pets more than actual companions but he didn't want to bring that up. That's not what she would be to him so it didn't matter. "They say our bite is quite pleasurable as long as it's consensual and even our blood is something they enjoy."

"Your blood?" Her faces twists up as if the idea is leaves a bad taste in her mouth. It doesn't surprise him most humans have an aversion to blood and if it weren't for the affects he was sure no human would willingly drink it.

"Yes there are things such as blood bonds where if you were take enough of my blood I could sense your emotions."

"What if I drank your blood?"

"Then the bond would become stronger as well as giving you certain health benefits. It all varies on the age of the vampire, but mine is very old so it would strengthen you considerably, especially your immune system."

"So it's magic."

"In a sense yes." He wasn't sure what made their blood so different he was sure Lillith had known but she wasn't much of a sharer.

"Would you bite me if I asked?" Her words bring the image hurling back to the forefront of his mind and he doesn't hesitate in answering.

"Instantly."

"Is that like becoming boyfriend and girlfriend in the vampire world?" He grins, because to humans he supposes that's exactly what it would seem like, unless you actually became involved in a blood bond it was hard to really understand the intensity of it. He himself had never allowed anyone willingly to drink his blood so if Sookie agreed to it she would the only human to have tasted it.

"Not necessarily, some chose to bond with more than one human or even vampire but it's emotionally draining from what I hear."

"What would it mean for us?"

"That you were mine, and I'm yours." Forever. Even though he sees the spark in her eyes that's gearing for a fight she still climbs on top of him and straddles him.

"Would you still feed on others?" She's not looking him in the eyes instead looks at his blue shirt and the buttons she's started to toy with.

"Never, I would never touch anyone else's blood again Sookie. Yours calls to me, it makes my mouth water, anything else would taste like dirt after I have tasted yours." His words have turned her on and even if he couldn't smell the evidence of that her thighs tightening their hold on him is enough. He pulls her closer and runs his tongue across her skin, her heart's thumping and calling out to him, and even though Sookie arches her back and elongates her neck she's not begging with her words so he won't do it. Not yet. With one last nip he moves and kisses her mouth before pulling away. "But I won't not unless you want me to, not unless you ask for it."

"I was just curious about your nutritional needs." She tries for nonchalance but he's seen the spark of interest in her eyes and knows that she'll consider the topic more in the future.

"Speaking of which what have you eaten for dinner?" Her earlier meal hadn't left his mind nor had the way she had so easily glossed over his worries.

"Ugh, please don't, I'm eating trust me I just wasn't hungry at work okay." She slips off him and moves sit back on the other side of the couch once more.

"I worry, I know a humans' body requires a lot more nutrients than mine does." He doesn't like the space she's created once more as if she's punishing him for caring about her.

"Warlow I ate a piece of pie and ice cream not a cracker and a glass of water. Please don't try to monitor my life I can't handle that, I can take care of myself." She runs a frustrated hand through her hair. He hates that she's making him feel bad, bad about caring about her, bad about wanting to do anything in his power to make sure she's good and healthy.

"I'm not saying you can't, but I want to make sure your healthy." Why can't you see that I worry about you, that I love you enough to care about anything that affects you?

"Look I love that you're attentive and that you care so much but you need to pull back a little and trust that I can handle my own life." Too soon? He didn't want to suffocate her, he knew she was at an age where most humans felt the need to declare their independence in every way, he could tell by her defensive stance she wasn't going to budge. So gave in. This time.

"Okay. I trust you I do." He did trust her, he just knew she could get carried away with things.

"Okay?" She waits for him to nod, and once she does she's all smiles. "Good now how did meeting with Mr. Wilson go?" He was happy she changed the topic since he didn't want to dwell on their argument too much.

"Actually it's a Ms. Wilson and I wanted to show you this?" He pulls out the stack of papers from his back pocket. Smoothing them out before handing them over to her.

"Oh wow." She takes her time browsing through each of them. "Found any you like?"

"Well I was hoping you could help with that." She looks up and gives him the biggest smile before answering. He noticed that whenever he asker her opinion she would glow with happiness.

"Sure, what's something you really want it to have?"

"A small distance to this house." She smiles slyly and her cheeks redden but she resumes looking through the papers.

"These two are pretty close not as close as the Compton house but considering there's no graveyard from here to there it wouldn't be a bad walk." She points to the third and fifth locations.

"Charlie said we can set up an appointment to look at them in person."

"We?"

"I would love it if you could help me I would understand if you didn't want to."

"I would love to!" She squeals and hugs him. "I work the late shift the day after tomorrow if that works."

"That's good enough for me I'll call tomorrow and set it up. I'm glad you're happy."

"I'm just glad you're serious about this." He kisses her chastely and she moves to cuddle closer to him. "Now we should really start watching the movie Sandy's almost going to come out in her leather outfit."

"She's the good girl gone bad?"

"I hear that's what happens to most of us." She gives him a cheeky smile before turning her attention to the television. You little minx. Still he lets her get away with it after all he had already frightened her once with his overtly brutal images, he figured it was best to balance the night out by playing the respectful human. He was glad they made serious progress she been privy to his most intimate fantasy and while it had spooked her she hadn't fled from his side. Soon Sookie I'll have you underneath me and begging for it. He grinned even as he tightened his hold on her. Soon.

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