True Blood/Southern Vampire Series Fiction
This is just a little bit of fanfic/smut that I wrote for dayoneexposure.
Characters include Eric/Sookie and it DOES include a somewhat graphic telling of sex so if you don't want to read that sort of thing, please skip over. It isn't the whole story, but obviously it's a somewhat large part.
And FYI, it's somewhat long :)
Eric watched as the two very similar shades of blond blended together on her pillow. Unable to pick which belonged to whom, he picked up a random piece and brought it to his nose, smelling the heavenly scent of blood and telepath. Sookie, he thought to himself. He placed the lock of hair back to the pillow, his eyes scanning over the rest of his conquest. Not conquest...more like acquisition. Her body was limp from the night of endless love making, although he would never admit to anyone but himself that that is what the night was. Thank the Gods she can't read my mind. That little tidbit of information might make me seem a bit less...what is the word they use these days, player like. Even now, a thousand plus years away from his time, he sometimes spoke in his mother tongue, just to see if he could although it was just in his head. This shielded him even more from the beautiful blond laying next to him. He lay back, stretching his muscular arms to rest underneath his head as he ran over the details of the night previous.
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Sookie had never, ever, ever done anything like this. She approached Eric at Fangtasia that night wearing the same white dress she had met him in. "Everything else is at the cleaner's," she rationalized to herself as she smoothed the dress over her hips at home. But she knew she looked like what Bill had once called "vampire bait" and hoped it would work once more. But on a higher client. She put on her reddest lipstick, her highest heels and left. Butterflies making their way throughout her body, not happy to just stay in her stomach.
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"You're looking edible tonight." Pam quipped as she allowed Sookie into the bar, more than once allowing her eyes to roam over her body. Sookie blushed in the process, something she didn't do easily. It's the nerves. I am not a lesbian. I do not want Pam in that way. She made her way through the bar, much more crowded than usual. Pam had said Eric was doing office work tonight, which made it just a bit easier than seducing him in public. Oh God, now I'm rationalizing a compliment, SHUT UP BRAIN. If she continued on this path she would just end up making a fool of herself, and she knew it.
--
A knock on the door prompted a light growl from Eric. Working was something he enjoyed, something he was very methodical about and he did not appreciate this time being interrupted by some stupid bartender, or some fangbanger, or worse, a dumb human just looking for a job.
"Who is it?" He glared at the papers, ready to ream out whoever dared interrupt.
"Uhh-it's Sookie. Sookie Stackhouse." The voice from behind the door was nervous. Something that rarely came from the telepath's mouth. He of course knew who Sookie was, a last name was not necessary. Sookie had gone round with Bill for quite sometime. He even marked her as his own little human play toy, but once he disappeared to the Queen like a sick puppy to its owner that was over and done with. Thankfully.
"Come in." She entered and the moment she was fully viewable his cock rode at attention. Her legs were on full display, the dress giving ample views of her amazing cleavage and the red paint on her lips made them look pouty and full and just big enough to have her on her knees sucking on his hard --
"Sorry to bother you. I just wondered if you were maybe...not busy tonight." She smiled and he would have sworn there was a purpose in her eyes. Something she wanted and had come here to get. Maybe it's me, he thought and smiled to himself. He had always wondered what a telepath would be like in bed. This one in particular.
"For you, anytime you wish to spend with me shall be open." He smiled at her, trying to encourage what she wanted. What he hoped was what she wanted.
Sookie blushed again, internally rolling her eyes. He just thinks you want him. Which is true. Fuck. "Great. I guess. Well umm...would you like to come over to my place maybe? I have a -uhh- a chicken that umm...it somehow managed to get into the house and I have no clue how to get it out." What the fuck was that.
Eric cocked an eyebrow. "You came all the way to Shreveport, dressed like that, just to ask for my help getting a...chicken out of your house." She nodded her response. He stood gracefully, putting the files back into their respective places and putting each and everything office supply he had used into their proper homes. Watching his hands work quick and methodically did things to Sookie she had never experienced and made her even more sure that she was making a grown up and delicious decision.
Exiting the building together got them quite a few looks. Especially from the staff. And Pam just out right gawked as they walked past her to Sookie's car. Eric turned around, sending a sort of quiet signal to Pam, which issued a quick clapping sound from her direction. But by the time Sookie turned around to check, Pam was looking over an I.D. and someone was getting kicked out.
--
Eric had been to Sookie's house at least once before, so he entered without any problems as she locked her car doors. He made his plan fast. He knew there wasn't a chick in her house (there would have been chirping for one thing and the nasty smell of poultry for another), and if he was ever going to get a chance with her it was now. He stood by the doorway as she entered and just as she shut and locked the door, he grabbed her by the waist. He pulled her in close to him, enough so that she could feel exactly how happy he was to be alone with her.
"If this is what you want, then tell me, Sookie. All you need do is ask for it." He smiled down at her, kinder than the cocky looks he usually gave when they were around others.
She knew there was a choice. He was not the type that would force her under any condition and the knowledge of that solidified the decision that had been playing tug-o-war in her head. She pushed herself against him and threw her arms around his neck. "Now. I want you, now." She pressed her lips against his and his mouth opened for her, their tongues entwining, dancing as she felt herself growing wet with excitement. Eric's left hand traveled from her waist to her breast, caressing the sensitive skin through the tight material. His right hand cupped her ass and in one fluid movement lifted her up so her legs were wrapped around his waist. Never once breaking the kiss. He moved his mouth away from her lips, kissing her jaw, cheek, moving to her neck. He licked the area just above her jugular as she moaned and began moving softly against his cock. Her dress had ridden up and he could feel her wetness. Even through his jeans.
He moved them through the living room to her bedroom, stopping at the edge of the bed as she worked her lips and tongue up his neck to his ear, nibbling on it. He grunted slightly and pushed her onto the bed. Her bottom lip was clenched between her teeth as she watched him move his eyes down her body, stopping at the edge of her dress which was now right at the top of her thigh, showing that she h adn't worn any undergarments.
"That dress needs to come off. Either you can do it or I'll rip it off you." He placed his hands at her knees and slowly massaged his way up her thighs. She nodded as she undid the back and slipped it over her head, leaving her completely exposed to him. A smug look flashed in his eyes. So far it's definitely been worth the wait, he thought and his hands finally hit home. He spread her legs wide and quickly took off the few clothes he was wearing. His body had been even better than she remembered it. All muscle and skin and lots and lots of...him. He dipped his mouth down to softly kiss her stomach. He listened as she mewed, almost like a cat, and he laughed, kissing lower until he hit her thighs.
As Eric's tongue lapped at her clit, Sookie's eyes rolled back into her head. She moaned his name, her hips bucking as his tongue slipped inside her. quickly coming back out and flicking her clit. He brought two fingers to her entrance and slowly went in, smiling up at Sookie as she squirmed from pleasure. He felt his cock grow stiffer as his fingers explored her hot wetness.
"I want ALL of you." She pulled at his arm, knowing she wouldn't be able to move him unless he sanctioned it. He laughed and moved up the bed, switching between kissing and licking the different parts of her skin that he could reach.
Finally he reached her lips, his cock ready to enter her, and he kissed her softly. "Are you still sure?" He would never admit it, but this was the one girl, the one woman that he ever cared if he hurt. Emotionally or physically, he would never do anything purposely to hurt her. She nodded and he entered slowly, knowing he was much, much larger than her previous partner. Once he was sheathed inside and she had ceased moaning for a moment, their eyes locked. Neither of them spoke, nor did they touch their lips together, although every other part of them were together. They both felt the same thing and neither would speak to ruin it. They felt complete, whole, for the first time in a long time. Sookie had loved Bill, and perhaps along the lines Eric had loved someone, but neither trite relationships had stood the test of time. Not like this.
He pulled out and pressed back in, repeating the motion as she matched his rhythm with her hips, each time allowing his cock to go deeper. Her nails scratched along his back to his incredibly nice backside. As they gained speed and momentum, they both came close to their climax. She turned her head to the side, allowing him access to her neck. He took a deep breath and after kissing her neck for symmetry plunged his extracted fangs into her neck. The climax came just after, the bite pushing them both over the edge. Her blood tasted like life, giving him ecstasy in bodily fluid form. He pulled out of her neck, and began moving back down her body, spreading her legs to lap at the juices that had come just as she had. She squirmed under the feeling of his tongue and was quickly brought to a second orgasm.
He stood, looking at her body now covered in mouth shaped blood stains. Excusing himself, he ran a washcloth under water and returned, washing off the blood and other fluids that littered her body. She smiled up at him, blushing. Not having actually used the covers (just mussed them), she pulled them down and got underneath them. "Would you like to join me?" He took the spot next to her, once again pulling her close as he felt her begin to relax, knowing she was being pulled under to sleep.
--
There was only one thing that slipped through to Sookie's mind during their night together. Something she wasn't sure she heard, but would never ask, as she knew how dangerous it was to hear snippets of a vampire's thought process. "I will never let anything bad happen to her. No harm shall come to what is mine."
Characters include Eric/Sookie and it DOES include a somewhat graphic telling of sex so if you don't want to read that sort of thing, please skip over. It isn't the whole story, but obviously it's a somewhat large part.
And FYI, it's somewhat long :)
Eric watched as the two very similar shades of blond blended together on her pillow. Unable to pick which belonged to whom, he picked up a random piece and brought it to his nose, smelling the heavenly scent of blood and telepath. Sookie, he thought to himself. He placed the lock of hair back to the pillow, his eyes scanning over the rest of his conquest. Not conquest...more like acquisition. Her body was limp from the night of endless love making, although he would never admit to anyone but himself that that is what the night was. Thank the Gods she can't read my mind. That little tidbit of information might make me seem a bit less...what is the word they use these days, player like. Even now, a thousand plus years away from his time, he sometimes spoke in his mother tongue, just to see if he could although it was just in his head. This shielded him even more from the beautiful blond laying next to him. He lay back, stretching his muscular arms to rest underneath his head as he ran over the details of the night previous.
--
Sookie had never, ever, ever done anything like this. She approached Eric at Fangtasia that night wearing the same white dress she had met him in. "Everything else is at the cleaner's," she rationalized to herself as she smoothed the dress over her hips at home. But she knew she looked like what Bill had once called "vampire bait" and hoped it would work once more. But on a higher client. She put on her reddest lipstick, her highest heels and left. Butterflies making their way throughout her body, not happy to just stay in her stomach.
--
"You're looking edible tonight." Pam quipped as she allowed Sookie into the bar, more than once allowing her eyes to roam over her body. Sookie blushed in the process, something she didn't do easily. It's the nerves. I am not a lesbian. I do not want Pam in that way. She made her way through the bar, much more crowded than usual. Pam had said Eric was doing office work tonight, which made it just a bit easier than seducing him in public. Oh God, now I'm rationalizing a compliment, SHUT UP BRAIN. If she continued on this path she would just end up making a fool of herself, and she knew it.
--
A knock on the door prompted a light growl from Eric. Working was something he enjoyed, something he was very methodical about and he did not appreciate this time being interrupted by some stupid bartender, or some fangbanger, or worse, a dumb human just looking for a job.
"Who is it?" He glared at the papers, ready to ream out whoever dared interrupt.
"Uhh-it's Sookie. Sookie Stackhouse." The voice from behind the door was nervous. Something that rarely came from the telepath's mouth. He of course knew who Sookie was, a last name was not necessary. Sookie had gone round with Bill for quite sometime. He even marked her as his own little human play toy, but once he disappeared to the Queen like a sick puppy to its owner that was over and done with. Thankfully.
"Come in." She entered and the moment she was fully viewable his cock rode at attention. Her legs were on full display, the dress giving ample views of her amazing cleavage and the red paint on her lips made them look pouty and full and just big enough to have her on her knees sucking on his hard --
"Sorry to bother you. I just wondered if you were maybe...not busy tonight." She smiled and he would have sworn there was a purpose in her eyes. Something she wanted and had come here to get. Maybe it's me, he thought and smiled to himself. He had always wondered what a telepath would be like in bed. This one in particular.
"For you, anytime you wish to spend with me shall be open." He smiled at her, trying to encourage what she wanted. What he hoped was what she wanted.
Sookie blushed again, internally rolling her eyes. He just thinks you want him. Which is true. Fuck. "Great. I guess. Well umm...would you like to come over to my place maybe? I have a -uhh- a chicken that umm...it somehow managed to get into the house and I have no clue how to get it out." What the fuck was that.
Eric cocked an eyebrow. "You came all the way to Shreveport, dressed like that, just to ask for my help getting a...chicken out of your house." She nodded her response. He stood gracefully, putting the files back into their respective places and putting each and everything office supply he had used into their proper homes. Watching his hands work quick and methodically did things to Sookie she had never experienced and made her even more sure that she was making a grown up and delicious decision.
Exiting the building together got them quite a few looks. Especially from the staff. And Pam just out right gawked as they walked past her to Sookie's car. Eric turned around, sending a sort of quiet signal to Pam, which issued a quick clapping sound from her direction. But by the time Sookie turned around to check, Pam was looking over an I.D. and someone was getting kicked out.
--
Eric had been to Sookie's house at least once before, so he entered without any problems as she locked her car doors. He made his plan fast. He knew there wasn't a chick in her house (there would have been chirping for one thing and the nasty smell of poultry for another), and if he was ever going to get a chance with her it was now. He stood by the doorway as she entered and just as she shut and locked the door, he grabbed her by the waist. He pulled her in close to him, enough so that she could feel exactly how happy he was to be alone with her.
"If this is what you want, then tell me, Sookie. All you need do is ask for it." He smiled down at her, kinder than the cocky looks he usually gave when they were around others.
She knew there was a choice. He was not the type that would force her under any condition and the knowledge of that solidified the decision that had been playing tug-o-war in her head. She pushed herself against him and threw her arms around his neck. "Now. I want you, now." She pressed her lips against his and his mouth opened for her, their tongues entwining, dancing as she felt herself growing wet with excitement. Eric's left hand traveled from her waist to her breast, caressing the sensitive skin through the tight material. His right hand cupped her ass and in one fluid movement lifted her up so her legs were wrapped around his waist. Never once breaking the kiss. He moved his mouth away from her lips, kissing her jaw, cheek, moving to her neck. He licked the area just above her jugular as she moaned and began moving softly against his cock. Her dress had ridden up and he could feel her wetness. Even through his jeans.
He moved them through the living room to her bedroom, stopping at the edge of the bed as she worked her lips and tongue up his neck to his ear, nibbling on it. He grunted slightly and pushed her onto the bed. Her bottom lip was clenched between her teeth as she watched him move his eyes down her body, stopping at the edge of her dress which was now right at the top of her thigh, showing that she h adn't worn any undergarments.
"That dress needs to come off. Either you can do it or I'll rip it off you." He placed his hands at her knees and slowly massaged his way up her thighs. She nodded as she undid the back and slipped it over her head, leaving her completely exposed to him. A smug look flashed in his eyes. So far it's definitely been worth the wait, he thought and his hands finally hit home. He spread her legs wide and quickly took off the few clothes he was wearing. His body had been even better than she remembered it. All muscle and skin and lots and lots of...him. He dipped his mouth down to softly kiss her stomach. He listened as she mewed, almost like a cat, and he laughed, kissing lower until he hit her thighs.
As Eric's tongue lapped at her clit, Sookie's eyes rolled back into her head. She moaned his name, her hips bucking as his tongue slipped inside her. quickly coming back out and flicking her clit. He brought two fingers to her entrance and slowly went in, smiling up at Sookie as she squirmed from pleasure. He felt his cock grow stiffer as his fingers explored her hot wetness.
"I want ALL of you." She pulled at his arm, knowing she wouldn't be able to move him unless he sanctioned it. He laughed and moved up the bed, switching between kissing and licking the different parts of her skin that he could reach.
Finally he reached her lips, his cock ready to enter her, and he kissed her softly. "Are you still sure?" He would never admit it, but this was the one girl, the one woman that he ever cared if he hurt. Emotionally or physically, he would never do anything purposely to hurt her. She nodded and he entered slowly, knowing he was much, much larger than her previous partner. Once he was sheathed inside and she had ceased moaning for a moment, their eyes locked. Neither of them spoke, nor did they touch their lips together, although every other part of them were together. They both felt the same thing and neither would speak to ruin it. They felt complete, whole, for the first time in a long time. Sookie had loved Bill, and perhaps along the lines Eric had loved someone, but neither trite relationships had stood the test of time. Not like this.
He pulled out and pressed back in, repeating the motion as she matched his rhythm with her hips, each time allowing his cock to go deeper. Her nails scratched along his back to his incredibly nice backside. As they gained speed and momentum, they both came close to their climax. She turned her head to the side, allowing him access to her neck. He took a deep breath and after kissing her neck for symmetry plunged his extracted fangs into her neck. The climax came just after, the bite pushing them both over the edge. Her blood tasted like life, giving him ecstasy in bodily fluid form. He pulled out of her neck, and began moving back down her body, spreading her legs to lap at the juices that had come just as she had. She squirmed under the feeling of his tongue and was quickly brought to a second orgasm.
He stood, looking at her body now covered in mouth shaped blood stains. Excusing himself, he ran a washcloth under water and returned, washing off the blood and other fluids that littered her body. She smiled up at him, blushing. Not having actually used the covers (just mussed them), she pulled them down and got underneath them. "Would you like to join me?" He took the spot next to her, once again pulling her close as he felt her begin to relax, knowing she was being pulled under to sleep.
--
There was only one thing that slipped through to Sookie's mind during their night together. Something she wasn't sure she heard, but would never ask, as she knew how dangerous it was to hear snippets of a vampire's thought process. "I will never let anything bad happen to her. No harm shall come to what is mine."