AN: Big thank you to my beta, Ashensunset. I'm sorry it has taken me so long to update this story. I have many reasons, but I won't bore you with them.
Godric had barely finished speaking before Eric was halfway up the stairs, heading towards the bedroom. Lazing on Godric's bed, Eric got himself comfortable as he listened to the sounds of Sookie enjoying her shower. Closing his eyes, he pictured Sookie under the warm spray of the shower; her gorgeous blonde locks clinging to her wet skin as beads of water trickled down her naked body. Eric felt his fangs press painfully against his gums as his mind conjured up image after image. His pants tightened as he imagined Sookie running her hands over her body as she cleansed herself, her fingers pinching her nipples as she cupped her full, firm breasts. Eric groaned as he played out his fantasy in his head; he could see her small, delicate hand sliding down her stomach and slipping between her thighs, a place he longed to bury himself. In his mind he could see it all: her dainty fingers moving between her glistening folds, her thumb rubbing circles over her swollen clit as she pushed two fingers into her wet sex. He could hear the sounds bouncing off the shower walls as she fucked herself with her fingers.
Opening his eyes, Eric stared at the closed bathroom door, his body thrumming with pent-up desire. The woman of his deepest, darkest fantasies was only a few feet away and completely naked. He wanted her like he'd never wanted another in his entire existence. He had never craved anyone like he craved Sookie, not even his own child, Pam. He had felt drawn to Pam, and they had enjoyed a sexual relationship for a short while. She had pleased him immensely; her past as a whore had taught her how to please a man, and he had certainly enjoyed her talents. She could blow him like no other, but he had never felt the burning passion for Pam that he did for Sookie.
He wanted Sookie; he had since the moment she walked into his bar on Bill's arm. Oh how he hated Bill. Bill had what Eric craved desperately; it was one of the reasons he called Lorena. He knew Bill could never resist her, even if they had been apart for decades. Their relationship had always been toxic. Eric still remembered the carnage the two of them caused when they were together. The bloody mess they left behind at that hotel in Chicago had drawn all kinds of attention, and if rumours were to be believed, the Authority had considered ending them both at the time. While Eric had expected Bill to give into Lorena, he hadn't expected him to give in so completely. Eric had heard the moment Bill had given in; it couldn't have been twenty-minutes after Eric heard him raging that he couldn't feel Sookie anymore that he had heard the unmistakable sounds of Bill fucking Lorena. The younger vampire hadn't even tried to find or figure out what had happened to Sookie. As far as Eric knew, Bill hadn't even left his hotel room until he called him with news Sookie was at the house. Bill hadn't even paid her a second thought, spending the three nights feeding and fucking while Eric searched nonstop for Sookie and Godric, only stopping when the threat of the sun forced him too. He barely fed and certainly hadn't indulged his other needs, a need that was now making itself known, and quite painfully.
Rubbing his hand over his jean-covered erection, Eric stared at the bathroom door. He longed to go and join her in the shower, but could he? Well he could; the real question was, should he? Godric told him not to, but it hadn't been a command; he was free to join her in the shower if he wanted too, and he did want too. But what would she say and do if he did? Would she slap him again and throw him out, or would she welcome him with open arms and, hopefully, legs? Rising from the bed, Eric smirked; there was only one sure way to find out.
Moving towards the door, Eric opened it slowly and stepped inside, closing it behind him. He groaned as he saw Sookie silhouetted through the frosted glass shower door. He felt his pants get even tighter as he drank her in. Grabbing the hem of his wife beater, Eric yanked it up and over his head, dropping it to the floor. He quickly undid his jeans and pushed them down, kicking them off with his boots. Steeping closer to the shower, he pulled the door open and slipped in behind Sookie, making her jump as his cool hands settled on her shoulders.
"Cheese and rice!" Sookie half screamed as she spun around. "Eric, what the hell?"
"Mmm, such a strange sensation when the reality matches what you have pictured in your mind so precisely," Eric growled as he let his eyes rake over her.
"Eric, get out of here," Sookie spat as she wrapped her arms around her chest and crossed her legs, trying to conceal her nudity.
"Why? I'm feeling all dirty. I could use a shower," Eric said as he unashamedly handed her a bottle of shower gel. "Care to wash my back?"
"Ugh," Sookie groaned knocking the bottle out of his hand. "What is wrong with you? You can't just climb into a shower with someone."
"I am being energy efficient," Eric replied moving closer to her and making her back up. He smirked at the gasp she let out as her back hit the cool tiles of the shower wall. The little noise told him she still hadn't adjusted to her new body temperature, even though her body was now cooler than the tiles, she would still react as she did when she had a pulse for a while. "I am very conscious of the effect I have on the environment."
Sookie glared up at Eric, trying desperately not to look at anything below his waist. She couldn't believe his nerve. "You shouldn't be in here."
"Come now Sookie, that's not what you really think, is it?" Eric purred as he made a show of looking down her body, a growl tearing from his throat as he saw her naked curves up close. His eyes lingered on her full breasts. "I would say you are quite excited to have me in here with you," he added as he reached out and rubbed his thumb over her hardening right nipple.
"I'm cold," Sookie replied stubbornly as she slapped his hand away, trying not to give into his touch.
"Really?" Eric said amused. Taking her hand, he lifted it to his mouth and placed a soft kiss on her fingers before placing it over his cold, hard chest. He held his hand over hers, his eyes never leaving her as he slowly slid her fingers down until they reached his crotch. Eric wrapped her small hand around his hard cock. "That's not because I'm cold."
"Oh God!" Sookie moaned. He felt so hard and thick in her hand, and she couldn't help but drop her eyes and take a peek at him. Her eyes widened as she got her first real look at him. He was much larger than she had imagined, and she was embarrassed to admit she had imagined it quite a few times. She couldn't help herself; she had seen him in the minds of countless fangbangers at Fangtasia, and she found herself curious, wondering if their fantasises and memories were accurate.
Keeping his right hand over hers on his cock, Eric raised his left to her mouth; he ran a finger over her lips, before pressing his thumb down hard just above her top lip, forcing her fangs down. He hissed as Sookie parted her lips and revealed her fangs to him. He delighted in the shudder she gave as he moved their hands over his cock; he could smell her arousal filling the shower and his own fangs snapped down.
Sookie felt heat spread through her body as Eric moved their hands over his cock, stroking him. The feeling of him in her hand was driving her crazy. She wanted to feel him everywhere; she wanted to feel him between her lips as she took him into her mouth. She didn't have a lot of experience with oral sex, only ever performing it once, but Bill had pulled her up claiming he didn't like it, and she'd never tried it again. She couldn't help but wonder what Eric would feel like in her mouth. He was so big she doubted she could fit him all in, but she was willing to try. She wondered briefly if her fangs would hinder her if she dropped to her knees right then and took him in her mouth.
"Sookie," Eric groaned as their hand sped up. Feeling her hand tighten around his cock caused Eric's eyes to roll into the back of his head. He couldn't believe she was actually doing it, touching him. Even though he'd placed her hand on his cock to begin with, he still expected her to snatch it away, slap him, and then throw him out. He would have been disappointed, but he would have left. He would have never forced himself on her. He might have been cold, arrogant, and an all round bastard, but he wasn't a rapist. He'd never had been and he never would be. Even in his early days, he'd never taken someone against their wish. He wouldn't lie and say he hadn't come close; in the days before he learned to control his impulses, the hunger for blood and sex, Godric had always been there to prevent him from going too far.
An unpleasant thought popped into Eric's head: was the same hunger that caused him to lose control, making Sookie give him a hand job? Stilling their hands, Eric stared into Sookie's eyes, looking for a sign that this was what she wanted, that she was in control of herself.
"Eric," Sookie said softly, "What's wrong?"
"Do you want this?" Eric asked. "Do you want me?"
"Eric, I don't… I don't understand," Sookie replied, confused.
"Sookie, you wouldn't have touched me like this a week ago," Eric said.
"A lots changed in a week. A week ago I wasn't…"
"A vampire," Eric finished for her, believing he had gotten his answer. It was her new state causing her to act so unlike herself. Taking their hands off his cock, Eric took a step back. "I shouldn't have disturbed you like I did. I will leave you to shower in peace."
"What the fuck!" Sookie spat. "What the hell is wrong with you? You climb into my shower, uninvited I might add, come on to me, wrap my hand around your…" She pointed to his still hard cock, embarrassed to actually say the word. She was just grateful she couldn't blush anymore. "And then decide you shouldn't have done it, and try to walk away. Are you bipolar or something? Can vampires be bipolar?"
"I don't want you to do something you don't want to," Eric told her. "I don't want you to regret it. I shouldn't have joined you; it was a mistake."
"A mistake," Sookie repeated flicking her eyes down to his erection. "That doesn't look like a mistake."
"It is; I…"
"Oh shut up, Eric," Sookie said cutting him off. Lifting her hands, she placed them on his chest and pushed him hard, sending him crashing into the wall behind him. She advanced on a shocked looking Eric. "This," she wrapped her hand around his cock again and started stroking him, "isn't a mistake."
"Sookie, you don't want this."
"I'm fed up of people telling me what I want or don't want," Sookie replied. "I'm old enough to decide what I want, and I can assure you," she tightened her grip on his cock, "I want this."
"Sookie," Eric gritted out as he grabbed her wrist stopping her movements. "You don't want this."
Frowning, "You're right, I don't," Sookie agreed backing up slightly. A wicked smile lit up her face. "I wanna do this," she added as she dropped to her knees in front of him and took him into her mouth before he had a chance to react.
"Oh fuck," Eric groaned. "Sookie you don't… Fuck." He tried to stop her, but the feeling of her mouth on him was driving him insane and threatening his control. He moved his hand unconsciously to her head, tangling his fingers in her wet, blonde locks.
Sookie used every trick she'd learned in other peoples minds to try and break his control. Swirling her tongue around the head, she wrapped her hand around the base of his cock; holding him firmly as she licked him like a lollipop, before taking him back into her mouth and sucking hard.
"Fuck!" Eric cursed, unable to hold back any longer, he started to thrust his hips gently. "Deeper, take me a little deeper."
Happy to comply, Sookie took him deep into her mouth, swallowing around him until he hit the back of her throat. Slipping her hands behind him, Sookie grabbed his ass, her eyes flicking up to meet his, a mischievous look in them as she started to hum around him.
"Oh shit," Eric swore as his hips stared to move at a faster pace. Tangling both of his hands in her hair, Eric held her head still, "Relax your throat," he instructed as he thrust into her mouth. He could feel his cock hitting the back of her throat as he began to thrust harder, fucking her face. Eric shuddered as felt Sookie moan around his cock. Looking down, Eric watched as his cock disappeared between her plump lips, his speed increasing with each thrust. He could feel his balls tightening as his orgasm built.
"I'm going to cum," he warned, giving Sookie the choice to back away if she wanted. He was pleasantly surprised and very grateful, when in reply she dug her fingers into his hips hard and held him in place. "Oh fuck!" Eric shouted as he came, shooting his dead seed deep into Sookie's mouth. He groaned as he watched Sookie drink all he had to offer.
Yanking Sookie to her feet, Eric crashed his lips to her, forcing his tongue into her mouth, tasting himself on her lips. Pushing her back, he slammed her against the shower wall, as he kissed her with a thousand years of experience. Dropping his hand, he slid it between her legs, his fingers toying with her swollen folds as his thumb circled her clit. Eric swallowed her moans as he teased her dripping sex, and his fingers moved over her with a skill few possessed. Pushing two fingers into her, Eric groaned at how tight she was. Twisting and scissoring his fingers, Eric thrust them into her hard, preparing her for his much larger cock. Eric drove her to the edge, holding her there cruelly for what felt like hours, but in reality was only minutes, before sending her flying over.
Sookie screamed as she came, drenching Eric's hand with her release. She panted needlessly as her body hummed with pleasure.
Removing his hand from between her legs, Eric gripped Sookie's hips and hoisted her up. Holding her against the wall, he lined himself, rubbing the head of his cock over her sex. Staring into her eyes, Eric thrust forward hard, burying himself deep inside of her with one powerful thrust.
"Ahh!" Sookie screamed as she felt Eric enter her hard, her nerve endings singing as she stretched around him. Tightening her legs around him, Sookie wrapped her arms around his shoulders as she rocked against him; delighting in the growls she tore out of him.
Holding her against the wall, Eric unwrapped her arms from around his neck and held them above her head. Looking deep into her eyes, he grinded into her, his pace slow, tormenting her and himself. He smirked at the look of frustration in her eyes. "What's wrong, Sookie?" he taunted.
"I…er…" Sookie stuttered as she tried to get him to move faster.
"What? Tell me what you want?" Eric said wanting to hear her say the words.
"What? Do you want my cock?"
"Please," Sookie pleaded.
"Say it," Eric growled, slamming into her hard once, making her cry out, before going back to his slow, shallow thrusts. "Say, Eric, please fuck my tight, hot, wet pussy, with your big, hard, thick cock."
"Please," Sookie repeated.
"Please what?" Eric asked, needing to hear it.
"Fuck me," Sookie cried.
Crashing his lips to hers, Eric gave her a bruising kiss. "Gladly," he growled as he stated to thrust into her hard and fast.
"Oh God!" Sookie screamed as Eric slammed into her over and over.
The sounds of their flesh slapping together filled the bathroom, as the spray of the water beat down upon them. Moans and groans spilled from their lips as they fucked like two animals. They clawed at each other's flesh, marking the other.
"That's it," Eric growled, slamming into her harder. Lowering his head, he sucked one of her nipples into his mouth, nipping at it with his teeth to add a little pain to the pleasure.
Sookie scratched her nails over Eric's back as she slammed her hips against his, meeting him thrust for thrust. Her body was singing with the kind of pleasure she'd never felt before. Her whole body felt like it was on fire.
"Eric!" Sookie screamed.
Eric pinned her against the wall, water falling over them as he slammed into her harder. For the second time since he stepped into the shower, Eric felt his release building in him. Increasing his speed, Eric pounded into her even harder, his hips a blur of movement, as he took her at vampire speed.
"Sookie!" Eric roared as he came again, emptying himself deep inside her. His hips jerking through his release.
Looking up at Sookie, Eric smiled lazily as he moved to press his lips to hers.
"Eric! What the hell is wrong with you?"
"What?" Eric asked as his eyes snapped open, widening in shock as he saw a very pissed off looking Sookie standing at the foot of the bed, dressed in nothing but a towel. He frowned as he tried to make sense of what had just happened. Had he just fantasized the whole thing? He could have sworn it was real; it felt real. He could still feel her hands on his body, her small hands wrapped around his cock, stroking him.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Sookie repeated. "And could you stop doing that and cover yourself up."
"Oh shit," Eric swore as his eyes dropped to the hand he had wrapped around his cock. He wasn't sure how he hadn't realised he was masturbating in front of her, but he hastily shoved his cock back in his jeans.
"What are you doing in here?" Sookie asked with a huff.
"Waiting for you," Eric answered simply, thankful he couldn't blush. Little embarrassed him, but being caught with his hands down his pants by the object of his affection certainly wasn't one of his proudest moments.
"And why you waited, you thought you'd…" Sookie waved a hand in the direction of his crotch to embarrassed to say the actual words.
"Jerk off," Eric supplied helpfully as he rose from the bed, smirking at her embarrassment. He liked that she still had some innocence to her; many women these days didn't. In fact, Eric thought of the women who visited his club, if any of them had caught him in such a situation, they would have probably offered to lend him a hand or mouth.
"You're disgusting," Sookie sneered.
"It was your fault," Eric said, not letting her words bother him.
"Mine," Sookie shrilled.
"Oh yes," Eric purred advancing on her. "I was thinking about you in the shower, all naked and wet, and I couldn't help myself."
"Couldn't help yourself," Sookie repeated in disbelief. "What are you fifteen?"
"No, Sookie. I'm a vampire. We are sexual creatures, as you will soon discover," Eric replied. "Knowing you were so close, naked and very, very wet was quite the turn on. Maybe next time you shower, you will let me watch. I'll even wash your back."
"You have got to be kidding," Sookie said.
"I never kid about these things," Eric teased, loving to see her flustered. He was only sorry she couldn't blush anymore, because he was sure if she could, her face would be as red as blood by now.
Squaring her shoulders, Sookie stared at Eric. "You're never gonna watch me shower, or join me, or wash my back. It's never gonna happen."
"Yes it will," Eric replied confidently, not put of by her words. "You can stomp your foot and slap me all you want, but we both know you desire me as much as I desire you." Stalking forward, Eric backed Sookie up until her back hit the wall. Placing his hands either side of her head, he stared down at her as he caged her in. "Deny it as much as you want, lover, but I know you want me. I can smell it."
Sookie gazed up at Eric, the refutation to his words dying on her lips as she stared into his eyes. She could feel the heat between them, the desire clawing to be let loose. She could feel her body burning and her new vampire senses driving her crazy. Sookie swayed slightly, her body leaning towards Eric when a sound from downstairs drew her attention.
"What was that?" Sookie asked as she fought back her desire.
"I am unsure," Eric admitted, cursing internally at the interruption. He furrowed his brow as a loud crash reached his ears. "Stay here," he ordered as he moved towards the door.
Pausing on the stairs, Eric rolled his eyes. "You never listen, do you?" he said angling his head to the side and frowning at Sookie who had quickly dressed in one of Godric's shirts.
"Rarely, if ever," Sookie admitted with a small smile.
Shaking his head, Eric continued down the stairs, carefully shielding Sookie's body from view. Reaching the edge of the living room, Eric groaned as saw who was making all the noise. "Lorena," he growled. "What an unpleasant surprise."
"Lorena," Sookie repeated peeking out from behind Eric. "Is she…"
"What did you do to My Bill?" Lorena screeched.
"Never mind," Sookie said dismissively.
"Nothing," Eric said answering Lorena's question.
"Then why did he return to the hotel all bloody and battered?" Lorena asked.
"Maybe he tripped," Eric offered.
"Tripping wouldn't have caused the kind of injures Bill had," Lorena spat, her eyes blazing with anger.
"Wouldn't he have healed between here and the hotel?" Sookie asked, interjecting herself into the conversation.
"Who is she?" Lorena asked, turning her attention to Sookie, who stepped out from behind Eric.
"Sookie Stackhouse," Sookie replied with mock cheer. "And you are?"
"Sookie Stackhouse," Lorena repeated with a growl. "You're my Bill's pet… You're supposed to be dead."
"Sorry to disappoint you, and I am no one's pet," Sookie spat. "What I am is the woman who dumped her lying, cheating, pathetic boyfriend's ass."
"Don't be stupid girl," Lorena snorted, waving off Sookie's words. "You belong to my Bill. You don't get to leave him unless it's his choice. Now come here, and I will return you to your Master."
"You are a fool if you think you are taking her anywhere," Eric growled, his fangs snapping down as he prepared to defend Sookie.
"You have no say in this, Northman," Lorena snarled. "You have no right to come between a vampire and his pet. The bloodbag belongs to my Bill."
"I think my Maker would disagree," Sookie said, smiling at the look of shock that flickered over Lorena's face. "Hadn't you realised I'm a vampire?"
Taking a step back, Lorena stared at Sookie, her brow furrowing as she realised Bill's pet was a vampire. She wondered how she hadn't realised straight away; she also wondered why Bill hadn't told her that the girl was still alive…relatively speaking. He had just stumbled into the hotel room, bloody and broken, mumbling about Northman and his Maker and how they'd stolen something from him. Although now she realised he was talking about the girl. As she let her eyes flicker over Sookie, Lorena pondered what Bill saw in her. She wasn't his usual type, although Lorena would admit the girl was pretty. One thing she did know: Bill was a fool if he thought she was going to get between a Maker and his child. Lorena didn't respect or follow most rules, but she did respect that one.
"From the look on your face, I'm guessing your Bill didn't tell you I'm a vampire," Sookie said bringing Lorena back into the now.
"It must have slipped his mind," Lorena replied, defending her child.
"Yeah," Sookie snorted. "Just like it slipped his mind that you'd released him, when he was telling me you commanded him to have sex with you."
"I would never command Bill to have sex with me," Lorena snarled, the very thought repulsing her. She was by no means an innocent vampire, but she'd never commanded Bill to have sex with her. He'd always come to her bed willingly, even in the beginning. Despite all his claims of missing his family, it hadn't taken Bill long to take her to bed.
"I never said you did," Sookie said shrugging, "I'm just repeating what Bill told me."
"Bill would never say that," Lorena argued, but even as she said it she knew it was a lie. Bill was somewhat of an expert at lying and manipulation. He would say and do anything to get you to do as he wanted, and Lorena had no doubt he would've said that to get Sookie to forgive him for having sex with her. Not that he needed forgiveness in Lorena's mind; as far as she was concerned he hadn't done anything wrong. Lord knows she and Bill used to enjoy their meals before they killed them. Lorena had taken great pleasure in watching Bill fuck his meals, often in the blood of hers, just like Bill had taken pleasure in watching Lorena fuck hers. She smiled fondly as she recalled how Bill used to like making his whore of the night eat her pussy while he fucked the whore's ass.
Shaking off her trip down memory lane, Lorena focused on the situation at hand. Despite her claims to the contrary, Lorena knew Sookie was speaking the truth. Eighty years ago, Bill had manipulated her into releasing him, claiming to be disgusted with how they lived their undead existences. He'd threatened to stake himself, banking on her love for him to save him. He knew she would rather let him go than see him finally dead. So she'd done it; she spoken the words and released him, her heart breaking with each word. She hadn't realised at the time he was manipulating her. She'd believed her boy too sweet for that. It wasn't until she learned he was living in a nest with Malcolm, Diane, and Liam that she realised the truth. Those three were just as bloodthirsty, if not more so than her.
As her eyes flickered between Eric and Sookie, Lorena realised Bill was playing his games again. Why? She didn't know, and she wasn't sure she wanted to. The more she thought about it, the more she realised Sookie had made a good point earlier. If Bill had been injured at the house, then by time he got back to the hotel, most if not all of his injured would have been healed. However his injures had been fresh, some of them were even still bleeding.
What are you up to, Bill? Lorena wondered. Taking a step back, Lorena regarded Eric and Sookie carefully. Whatever Bill was up to, it focused on the girl. Bill wanted her, that much was obvious, but why? Was he in love with her? Lorena shook her head, quickly dismissing that notion. She wasn't sure Bill was even capable of love, not real love. Whatever he was up to, Lorena decided she wanted no part of it. She wasn't going to cross Northman or his Maker. It'd be suicidal and that wasn't even factoring in Northman's child. Pam was fearless when she was human; she would hate to face her now as a vampire. But as her eyes fell on Sookie again, something told Lorena she was the one to be fearful of. She was the one who was the danger.
Backing up slowly, Lorena manoeuvred herself towards the door. "It seems I have been misinformed. I apologise for causing any damage," she said. "Excuse me." Speeding out the house, Lorena ran down the street, pausing as she reached the end of it. I wish you well Bill, but you're on your own.
"That was weird," Sookie said as she watched Lorena leave.
"Indeed," Eric replied, not quite believing Lorena left so peacefully.
"So that's Bill's Maker; she wasn't what I expected," Sookie said with a frown.
"What did you expect?" Eric asked.
"I don't know," Sookie admitted shrugging. "Someone who's insane."
"She usually is," Eric said chuckling. "You must have caught her on a good night."
"Lucky me," Sookie snorted. "You really called her?"
"Yes," Eric admitted as he turned to face Sookie.
"I should probably thank you," Sookie said, taking him by surprise. "At least I now know what Bill's really like."
"You are welcome," Eric replied as a devilishly smile lit up his face, "but if you are really grateful, you can thank me in the vampire way."
"Oh really, and what would that be?" Sookie asked raising a eyebrow.
"A blow job," Eric answered, waggling his eyebrows.
"You're terrible," Sookie said as she burst out laughing.
"I assure sweet Sookie, I am anything but," Eric said strutting towards her. "In fact, I have been told I am a religious experience."
"I take you straight to heaven."
"Oh God!" Sookie said shaking her head.
"I can make you say that as well," Eric leered as he closed the distance between them. Lifting his hand, he cupped her cheek and stroked his thumb over her plump lips. "I can't wait to have these wrapped around my cock…"
Eric!" Sookie cried, scandalised.
"Ooh that's it Sookie, scream it louder," Eric teased grabbing her ass with his other hand, squeezing it gently as he lowered his head, his lips a hairsbreadth away from hers.
"Eric, please take your hands off my child," Godric said interrupting them as he entered the room.
"Does she have to take hers off me?" Eric asked turning his head so he could see his Maker. He squeezed Sookie's ass again, before removing his hand and backing away.
"I didn't have my hands on you," Sookie growled as she pushed down the back of the shirt where Eric had lifted it.
"You can put your hands on me anytime you want lover," Eric replied smirking. "I'll even tell you where."
"I can see Sookie slapping you if you are not careful, Eric," Godric said, enjoying the banter between his children.
"I already have," Sookie informed him proudly.
"You slapped him? I am sorry I missed that," Godric said chuckling softly.
"If you want I can slap him again," Sookie offered eagerly.
"Only if I can spank you after," Eric said leering.
"If you two are quite finished," Godric said cutting in before Sookie had a chance to reply. "We don't have long before sunrise, and while Eric and I may be able to withstand its pull for a while, you, Sookie, will not be able to."
"Will we be resting here tonight?" Eric asked.
"Unfortunately, we have no choice. We do not have enough time to go anywhere else. My room is secure as it can be, and I believe we will be safe in there. No one would be able to get in even if they tried."
"What about Hugo and Isabel?" Sookie asked remembered where Godric had been and what he had been doing.
"They are both secure," Godric replied. "They will cause no trouble."
Sookie briefly thought about asking what he had done to them, but soon decided she didn't want to know, not now at least. She trusted Godric when he said he was a fair and just vampire, so she was sure their punishment fit their crime. And it wasn't like Godric was covered in blood.
As she stared at Godric, Sookie felt herself starting to sway slightly. A frown crinkled her brow as her eyes became to unfocused and her body become heavy. "Godric," she whimpered.
Moving towards her, Godric put a hand on her arm and steady her. "You are feeling the pull of the sun, Sookie," he told her, feeling her fear. "Your body is shutting down for the day." Taking her by the hand, Godric led Sookie back up the stairs. "Eric, make sure the house is secure please." Leading Sookie back into his bedroom, Godric guided her to the bed and instructed her to lie down.
"Don't you feel it?" Sookie asked sluggishly.
"The older you get, the more you are able to resist," Godric said as he stroked her hair gently. "Rest child."
"The house is secure as possible," Eric said as he entered the bedroom. He smiled softly at the sight of Sookie lying on her side, Godric next to her as he stroked her hair, soothing as her as her body shut down. It reminded him of his first night as a vampire, how Godric had soothed him as he began to feel the pull of the sun. Pulling off his boots, Eric climbed on the bed behind Sookie.
"Eric, get your hand off my ass," Sookie said seconds before the sun claimed her.
Chuckling as he locked down the bedroom, Godric stared at his two children; he couldn't hide the smile as he saw Eric wrap himself around Sookie, moulding himself to her. He knew if asked, Eric would claim he was doing it out of lust, but it was clear to him, Eric was protecting her. He was shielding her, just like he had done when Lorena had been in the house. Godric wasn't even sure Eric knew he had stepped in front of her the way he had. He had protected her before he even knew if she was in danger.
Climbing back onto the bed, Godric watched Eric and Sookie as he felt the sun rising in the sky. He knew Eric had given into its pull, and, like Sookie, had died for the day. Stroking a finger over his new child's cheek, Godric wondered how she would handle returning to her home. He knew it was what she wanted, but he didn't think she understood how everything had really changed. Her friends might not be as welcoming of her new state. One thing he did know: he would be there with her every step of the way. He had damned her to live this life, so he would live it with her. With that thought in his head, Godric succumbed to the sun's pull and followed his children, dying for the day.
So, how bad do you want to kill me for the bit at the start? I wish I could promise you a speedy update on the next chapter, but I can't. I'm quite busy for the next two weeks. I have an exam tomorrow, wish me luck. It's my birthday on Thursday, I'm turning twenty-one again. And a week on Sunday I'm going to a family Christening, which I have to travel 150 miles for, so I'm away the whole weekend.
I have a new True Blood story in the works, I've actually spent a couple of hours emailing back and forth with my beta tonight discussing it. I won't be posting it until it's complete, but I'm quite excited about it. It won't get in the way of my other fics, I promise.