1,922Chapter 50! Yes it's been almost a year and I really can't say much as an excuse except everyone's probably had a hard year. I hope everyone is coping and safe. I am resolved to finish this fic though May take some time still. I have at least 2 chapter written ahead right now and know where I want the season 3 storyline to go so there's that.
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There is smut in this chapter so enjoy!
Chapter title comes from the Great Lake Swimmers song Your Rocky Spine
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Sookie had been mostly right about Eric not letting her out of his sight. Once they were in the house she was half way up the stairs before she realized she had lost her large blond vampire shadow. Eric was in the entry to the sitting room where Sookie had fallen asleep earlier. Jessica was leaning against him, trying to be discreet about sniffing the air.
"What the hell is that?" Eric asked.
"Sookie..." Jessica whispered.
Even though Pam had opened all the windows in the room, some of the scent must have still lingered.
Sookie couldn't help giggling from the feeling she was getting from Eric. It was euphoric. She left the two vampires standing there and went to get in the shower.
Eric allowed himself another minute to enjoy whatever the hell that all was before shaking himself. Hearing Sookie's laughter and feeling it more than anything helped.
"Go get something to eat and take it out on the porch," Eric commanded Jessica, who was starting to look like she was drunk. Jessica didn't show any regret at the command but she did take one more loud sniff of the room before heading for the kitchen.
Pam had come back into the house and while she wasn't acting like a starving puppy over the smell, she was still inhaling it. Unlike Jessica she was keeping her cool a bit better about it, at least outwardly.
"See," Pam said. "That's what I had to deal with." After another moment. "She disappeared Eric."
"Explain."
"She fell asleep in here with Jessica. I was in another room but I could tell... she was still asleep but her scent was getting stronger." Pam's eyes glazed over for a second remembering. "I made Jessica stay in the kitchen but... Eric she was glowing for a minute... even after she woke up."
That was new. Before it had just been her hands. He couldn't begrudge Pam her feelings. Now that Pam knew what to expect Eric doubted she would show any outward sign of fear and he wasn't about to comment on what he could pick up through their Bond. She might still stab him.
"I was going to send Jessica outside and Sookie just... Poof! She was gone."
Pam's demeanor stayed cool but her voice bled a bit of worry. "She was at the creek. That's almost a quarter mile away."
That had probably been when he'd felt his Bond with Sookie disappear. He skipped over that not wanting to linger on how crushing those few seconds had been.
"That explains the wet and mud," he said.
Pam nodded.
"Alcide found her." Pam's voice was contrite. "I didn't expect she could get outside the fucking ward."
No matter what he'd said in his anger before, Eric wasn't about to blame his Child for any of this. None of them knew what to expect with this fairy nonsense.
"She got back through just as easy?"
Sookie's feet had been intact so Eric assumed she hadn't trekked back all that way. Not without Pam attached to her hip.
"I wasn't there for that."
Eric ignored Pam's apologetic look, mostly because it was creeping him the fuck out since she rarely used it and never so sincerely.
It might just be a fluke because Sookie would never wish anyone anywhere harm but fairires were supposed to be pure magic. Eric doubted it would be that hard for such a creature to break through even a strong witch's ward.
Shit.
One more thing he had to worry about. He just hoped Sookie's Fairy Godmother and any other fae stayed as lazy and hands off as they'd been the first 25 years of Sookie's life. That or they could find out what it really was like to be on the endangered species list.
"Eric, what happened tonight?
Eric knew he needed to share everything, not just to ease Pam's mind, but so they could start making plans. Right now though all he cared about was checking on Sookie.
No matter how annoyed he was at Pam's impatience, Eric tried to keep himself from showing any exasperation at his older Child. He could admit (though not out loud) he'd been a bit hard on her even though she had been provoking. He'd been taking the stress of everything out on her since he couldn't realistically go on a murder spree. If he apologized, at least in words, she'd know they were in some deep shit.
"I'll tell you when you get back. When Jessica finishes her cup of blood you two can go find something fresher."
Pam's jaw went slack then tight. She didn't want to say anything that might piss Eric off, but her curiosity was almost stronger than her appetite.
Eric gave her a heads up.
"You'll need to contact some of our ears and eyes in New Orleans. The sooner the better."
Pam nodded but didn't ask more questions. She was curious and a bit peeved that she wouldn't be able to feed the way she wished, but again she wasn't about to start an argument that could lose her what little Eric was willing to give.
"I'll take a burner and make some calls while Jessica's finishing."
He wasn't exactly being evasive with her but that fucking fae scent was maddening and he needed time to clear his head. Plus he wanted to spend some time with Sookie... alone. Pam didn't comment, but she didn't keep her displeasure out of their Bond.
"Don't take too long," Eric said. "And see if Godric will go with you."
The older vampire might not eat but he would most likely not mind going if it meant looking out for the other two.
Again, Pam kept the bitching to herself. Though both female vampires were capable of taking care of themselves, it wasn't worth arguing over with so little night left.
"Try not to stink the house up too much while we're gone," Pam said getting a dig in. She wasn't about to start making it easy for her Maker after all.
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Sookie was finished in the shower by the time Eric made it upstairs. She'd hurried because she really was curious to know what happened to him tonight and guessed Eric would wait until they were back downstairs with the others so he only had to say everything once.
Eric found her scrubbed clean and rubbed dry, but she was still only wearing a large fluffy towel. This wasn't a bad thing in his mind.
"What are you doing?" He asked, trying to keep the amusement out of his voice. She'd been standing on the far side of the room away from the bed and dresser, with her eyes shut tight and her arms outstretched. The sheepish look she gave him and the pink blush that spread over her told that she'd been too engrossed in whatever she was doing to pay attention to her surroundings.
"Nothing..." Sookie said. Her blush got darker by the second.
Eric cocked an eyebrow at her. She could feel him laughing at her.
"Were you trying to fly?"
"No!" She bit her lip. "I think technically it would be more like levitate."
He couldn't keep the laughter in anymore. Sookie bounced onto the bed, with the towel unfortunately staying firmly in place. She flushed even darker, this time in humiliation, which she got over quickly if her stuck out tongue was any indication.
"I guess I should be thankful that you didn't try to jump off the roof first."
Sookie jumped up and walked to the end of the bed. Though her towel rose a little at the bottom end (really she couldn't be showing more leg) it stayed stubbornly put everywhere else.
"Do you think it would work if I jumped off the bed?"
Sookie raised one leg in the air and though it was amusing, Eric decided to put a stop to the whole thing.
"Most likely you'd just land wrong and break an ankle."
Sookie was eye level with him what with her standing on the bed. He pulled on her towel but she stubbornly moved with it and was still very much covered, though she draped her uncovered arms around his shoulders and rubbed against his chest.
"Can fairies actually fly?" Sookie asked.
She wasn't about to let Eric's rampant lust (or her own) get the best of her. Not yet anyway.
"I'm not sure." Eric decided to indulge her. Especially since she was more relaxed than curious and wasn't exactly shooing his hands away. "They can move fast enough to look like they are. No wings though. At least not that I've seen. I don't believe I've ever met a full blooded Fae."
Sookie let him draw her down to the bed, but she kept a tight grip on the head of the towel.
"Hey! We're having a conversation here." Though she was laughing.
"I sent Pam and Jessica to feed. Godric I believe went with them. Who knows when they'll be back."
Sookie's eyes shown bright and round. She reached out with her mind and noticed that there were no voids in the house or the surrounding area. That explained Eric's mood a bit and his one track mind. Even though Sookie was beginning to feel giddy with lust she wasn't about to let her libido control her.
"Seriously? You don't want to talk about what happened tonight?"
She yelped in surprise when Eric managed to snag the end of her towel and yank it off her. The yelp turned into laughter quickly when Sookie pulled away from his grasping hands to wriggle under the covers.
"Cut it out. I know you'll wait for the others to talk about what happened with the Guardian, but don't you care that I basically teleported and I light up at will now?"
Before scrubbing herself vigorously with her loofah Sookie had stood under the shower spray and tested her powers. She hadn't wanted to risk making anything explode so she'd kept her hands palm down and didn't call any light to them. Instead her whole body had been filled with an unearthly luminescence. The water droplets on her skin evaporated quickly but at least there wasn't steam rising off her. It had been exhilarating and just a bit terrifying, but also about as easy to do as turning a light switch on and off.
Eric's face and mood became solemn and he didn't try to reach for her again.
"Pam filled me in on most of it, but do you really want me to talk about how I thought you were dead for half a second?"
That was as good as a bucket of cold water over her head. The laughter stopped.
"What? You thought I was dead."
She'd known Eric's emotions had been in an uproar before he'd seen her face to face but he'd kept them mostly locked down for her benefit. Sookie had been in just a similar mood all night not knowing what was happening to him at the bar but at least she'd been able to feel him. The whole teleporting thing had taken less than a second and felt like nothing to Sookie, which she guessed is exactly what Eric felt in those brief moments. She hadn't even considered what might be going on with her tether to Eric.
She sat up and hugged him.
"I'm sorry."
Eric wasn't about to complain what with her being so close and warm. Her scent was back to normal and with an added layer of protection with the synthetic strawberry scent that was her shower products, but it was still more than enough for him. His hands roamed over her bare skin and though he felt their Bond twinge with slight apprehension, she didn't tell him to knock it off.
"You didn't know what would happen. Just let me be there next time you try it... and maybe keep it to short distances."
He brushed Sookie's still damp hair off her shoulders and trailed his fingers across her collar bone, enjoying the quickening of her heartbeat and the smell of her arousal.
"No free trips overseas...got it," she giggled but then went serious again. "Pam and Jesica were really freaked out."
No way in hell was Eric about to rehash all that again. If Sookie continued in that vein she'd talk them both out of what little good mood they had, considering the crazy circumstances of the last few days.
"We already settled all that outside," he said. "The only thing I'll say about it is I'm glad you're able to protect yourself better. Even if it's from me."
He really didn't need to see her glare to know she thought the idea of him hurting her was preposterous. Instead he ignored that and the rest of Sookie's trepidation as he pulled the covers away from her. She was about to argue when he cut her off.
"However if you'd like to talk to Pam about how fearful you thought she was..."
Sookie fell back onto the pillows and let out a nervous laugh. Her tan body had a lovely flush to it now.
"No thanks. Not unless you're in the room." Especially since the lady vamp would have just fed from a fresh source.
"I don't think she'd physically harm you," he laughed. "But she has been known to pull pranks on Ginger and the rest of the staff when they've pissed her off."
Sookie groaned.
"Yeah...I was there the night she put the glitter bomb in Sarah's car."
Eric was done talking. He leaned over Sookie and bit at her shoulder, which she tried to ignore. Unsuccessfully as the scent of her arousal thickened the air. Not thick enough for him, so Eric pushed at their Bond. Sookie knew immediately what he was doing. Lust had been slowly simmering through her, but now it was an inferno. A small whimper escaped her throat.
"Oh you sneaky... That's cheating!" She growled. Her indignation was mostly feigned as Sookie grabbed him by the back of the neck to finally kiss him. Her kiss was rough and biting, as if that was somehow a punishment. When she need to come up for air she still kept close. Her fingers clawed and plucked at his shirt.
"Why are you still dressed?"
Eric laughed, the sound deep and dark, and it made Sookie's blood spark. He pulled back just enough to remove his shirt before he was on her again. He bit her other shoulder but then kissed up her neck before planting a soft nip to her bottom lip.
"You're the one who wanted to talk."
Sookie's answer was a gasp as Eric trailed his lips down to her breasts. He licked and bit at the globes until Sookie was a whimpering sweaty mess.
"Eric... take off your pants!"
Sookie ignored his chuckle as he complied. If she could breath right she was sure she'd be laughing too.
When he was back in touching distance Sookie grabbed him around the shoulders again and kissed him just as hard as before. His chilly body did nothing to quell the passion inside her.
She bit at his bottom lip and his fangs clicked down. Eric pulled his head away but kept a tight embrace. Her blood called to him like a siren's song and his need to drink was almost as overpowering as his need to fuck her. There was no time though.
Eric knew himself well enough that if he let go and drank from her right now they wouldn't stop until dawn. Under normal circumstances he wouldn't give a damn and after the first few orgasms Sookie probably wouldn't either.
Feeling his mood shift, Sookie caught his eyes.
"What?"
She was a bit frustrated herself.
He put his fangs away and took her mouth again.
"Not... enough... time..." he said between kisses.
This time Sookie was able to laugh though it was smothered by her lover's mouth. The laugh turned into a moan when his cock brushed against her wet entrance. She moved against him so the first few delicious inches slipped in. Eric groaned at the feel of her and pushed more into her.
"Better...get to work... then," Sookie breathed, which quickly turned into a cry as she found their positions reversed.
Sookie slid down taking the rest of Eric's cock inside her. He was big and hard and the angle was just perfect. She moved back and forth, squeezing him tightly, as Eric held her hips. It felt so freaking fantastic Sookie thought she might be lighting up.
That thought was like cold water in her face and her movements stuttered but she didn't completely stop. Eric felt the shift in her mood and her hesitation.
"What?"
He relaxed his grip but Sookie grabbed at his wrists.
"Nothing... it's nothing."
Which wasn't exactly a lie. Nothing was actually happening, just like nothing had happened before, back when her powers were unpredictable. It was a stupid thought that anything would happen or that she would hurt Eric. She felt so good and she couldn't stop but the thought wouldn't go away.
Eric, who was always so perceptive, especially when it came to Sookie seemed to read her mind. He pulled her closer so they were touching chests and thrust up into her harder.
"Do you want to stop?"
He didn't think he could and he was almost certain she didn't want to, but he wasn't exactly happy fucking her when she had this cloud hanging over her.
"No!" She dug her fingers into his back afraid he might actually stop.
He rocked into her and was pleased at the small cry she gave out and the shudder of pleasure that went through her whole body, but there was still a coldness in their Bond. The same in her stomach.
Eric did actually stop then but he didn't pull away. Sookie whimpered, this time in agony, but when that didn't get him moving she made a sound like an ornery cat. She scratched him again, and when that didn't work she clenched her internal muscles.
"Eric..!"
She'd die if she didn't come, even if she was afraid of what might happen if she did.
"Have I ever hurt you like this?" He finally had some pity on her and started to move again. Not enough for her though.
"Nn...no. It's not the same."
He was doing that thing to their Bond again and one of his hands had wedged in between them to rub feverishly at her clit.
"Why not? I'm still stronger than you." To prove his point he stopped moving again and held her so she couldn't get any friction until she made another angry noise. He bit at her neck lightly with blunt teeth.
"I could drain you in minutes if I wanted."
Finally he started moving again, faster and harder. Just what she needed. He licked up the length of her neck to behind her ear then bit the lobe. Sookie's vision went white then dark and everything was splintering and warm. It was all happening inside her though. Sookie's body shuddered and sweat and she cried out until her throat felt raw but there was no unearthly glow about her.
Sookie came back to herself with Eric still thrusting shallowly, because of course he was still hard. Words were still difficult so she bit him in the chest, though not as hard as either of them would have liked.
Eric laid her back against the bed and entered her hard enough to have her eyes rolling back in her head.
"Don't get so smug," she said when she could finally talk. Though her breaths were getting ragged again in record time. "It isn't the same."
He pinched one of her nipples and her back jolted up off the bed for a second.
"Nothing happened," he pointed out. Then gave even more of a smug smile. "Well... not nothing."
Sookie decided to ignore his arrogance for once and grabbed him for another kiss. Words were mostly useless after that. Time was still a factor but that didn't dampen the spirit. Everything was slick skin and euphoria. Sookie lost count how many times she came before Eric finally did himself. Not that she'd ever kept track before.
Even with the initial fever gone now that they were both satisfied, there was still a restlessness catapulting around their Bond.
Eric kept his hands roaming over Sookie's body and playing with her hair. Sookie was still too spent to care to look at a clock to know how much time had passed. Three voids were in the area again. The others where back, though Sookie hadn't noticed when. A large and very small void were loitering by the cemetery and Sookie could feel Alcide's mind close to them. Pam was definitely in the house. Pacing around the kitchen it seemed.
If Sookie didn't feel so sated she might have felt embarrassed.
They'd come to rest at the other end of the bed than when they'd started and all the covers and pillows were on the floor. Sookie would need to open a window to air the room out and most definitely wash all the sheets. They were covered in sweat and cum, but not blood. Eric had been able to control himself in that area.
"Do you need to feed? You gave me so much of your blood earlier." A thought suddenly occurred to Sookie. "You don't think I'd taste different do you? Or that my blood would smell stronger? Like how my scent changed a little."
Sookie lifted her wrist and shoved it toward his face. Eric caught it and gave a wet kiss on her pulse point, but didn't bite.
"How do I taste?" Her concern wasn't overpowering, more curious.
"Sookie, if I drink from you right now we're not going downstairs for the rest of the night."
Sookie laughed but she was sure Eric wasn't joking.
Her blood underneath the skin still smelled pretty much the same to him and that was tempting enough.
"I doubt whatever happened in your dream changed you at a cellular level."
They both heard Pam coming up the stairs then. Not that the vampire was being quiet. This spurned Sookie into action. She hopped off the bed before grabbing something to wear from one of her drawers and hightailing it into the bathroom.
Pam actually waited outside for once.
"I would've fucking knocked you know," she said from the other side of the door.
Another surprise if it were true. Eric gave her permission to enter. She barely gave him a glance but he noticed she sniffed in the direction of the sheets. Pam's lip curled in distaste as she eyed the rest of the room.
"This is the first one to get a makeover," she stated to the room at large. "I convinced her to stop being a stick in the mud about the house for you. You're welcome."
Even over the running tap they could hear Sookie.
"I get veto power on everything!"
Pam shot a dirty look at the door. Eric chuckled.
"Shouldn't you be in a better mood? You just ate."
"But I didn't get to fuck anything...unlike you."
Honestly she was in a better mood then she'd been in awhile, proven by the fact that she hadn't come and interrupted her Maker and his Bonded as soon as she'd set foot back in the house. She didn't really begrudge Eric his fuck either, but the gossip in her could only be patient for so long.
"I left a message for some of our little birds but I need to know what to tell them."
Eric gathered his clothes and dressed.
"You know what curiosity did to the cat..."
Pam scoffed.
"Yeah, Tina's probably around here somewhere just as pissed at the goings on."
"You really can't wait five more minutes?"
It was good he was in a better mood, but Pam needed a lot more than just a fresh meal to put up with his normal teasing under the circumstances.
Eric rolled his eyes at her dampening humor.
"Well you might not get to break your celibacy anytime soon..." Pam hissed at him and he just grinned. "But how about the next best thing?"
"Murder?"
"...and jewelry." Pam's eyes sparkled at that. "You said most of her collection was inferior and tacky, but you did love that pair of canary diamond earrings Sophie-Anne wore that one New Years Eve we were at court."
It took a moment for what he was saying to sink in.
"Wait... Are you serious?" She searched harder at their Bond not believing he wasn't fucking with her. When he just nodded again his elder Child was actually shocked enough to stand completely still and silent for a second. The silence didn't last.
"The Authority gave you permission to lop that bitch's head off?"
"The Guardian did," he said. "And it was more like bargaining."
Pam actually whooped which was a very disturbing sight Eric hoped never to see again.
Sookie opened the bathroom door wearing her favorite pink nightshirt, brows raised in question. Pam was in such a brilliant mood she didn't even comment on the garment the telepath was wearing.
"Are you guys talking about what I think you're talking about?"
Her feelings were less than happy, which wasn't a surprise.
This didn't deter Pam in the slightest.
"If you've gotten permission to put a stake through Her Majesty, Queen Fire-Crotch's heart, I'm guessing that means a promotion?"
That did dampened Pam's spirit a little. Not that she wouldn't look great in a tiara and love making everyone call her Princess. It meant more work for Eric, which meant more work for her.
Wait...
"No way in hell am I becoming one of your Sheriffs!"
Eric would have to do some house keeping. That asshole Luis Patiño wasn't to be trusted, and though the other Sheriff's respected and even liked Eric to a degree, they might not want to be contracted to him as King. They wouldn't be able to get away with the same shit they had going on under Sophie-Anne.
Eric shot Pam an amused look. She needn't have worried about him sending her away even if it was just to another area of the state.
"I was thinking you'd be fine as my first lieutenant."
Sookie wrinkled her nose.
"Ok... Does that all mean what I think it means?"
"Congratulations, Sookie dear," Pam smiled. "You're about to be the Bonded mate of the new King of Louisiana."
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