Post by Eric Northman on Aug 11, 2010, 5:14am
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ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
Blue eyes blinked open and were greeted by an encompassing darkness that took only a quarter of a second for the vampire to place. Eric wasn't waking up sprawled out in the comfort of his plush bed, in the light sealed room he had spent a ridiculous sum on tailoring to his every need and desire. No, he was waking up stuffed into a tiny hole in the floor of a closet. Reaching around the narrow passage for the phone he had brought into the affectionately named 'hidey hole,' the vampire's fingers wrapped around it and he promptly stood, pushing out and through the trap door, sending a bunch of articles in the closet tumbling out of the way. The first dawn he had taken shelter in the telepath's dwelling, she had promised to do all she could to keep his presence there a secret. Her version of camouflage could only bring a small smile to his face, but most thoughts of Sookie had a tendency to do that.
And just like that, all the memories, feelings, and irreplaceable moments from the previous night came back to him in a rush that would have left a mortal man dizzy. Finally... finally, Sookie was his completely, her heart and body given to him freely along with her blood. She had willingly accepted his blood as well, intertwining their existences in another significant, important way. His ancient blood was in her now, humming through her system. He could feel it somewhere very nearby as he lifted himself out of the ground and onto the floor of the closet before getting to his feet and stepping into the guest room that had held him for the day. Brushing off the dirt and dust that had clung to him from the underground shelter before he shook his hair out, the vampire stepped to the door of the room, listening carefully for sound on the other side.
Silence. Normally, it was a welcome sound, but Eric couldn't help but wonder where his telepath was, especially when he could still so clearly smell their previous night's sex clinging to him and it filled him with a hunger that had little to do with blood. Leaving his clothes in the room, he tentatively opened the bedroom door and stepped out naked into the hallway before his head turned toward the front door. Sookie was on the other side of it, speaking to someone who hadn't made their own voice known as of yet. He was tempted to investigate, but Eric knew well enough his telepath would throw a fit, blushing the entire time, if he went to see who she was keeping company bare ass to the world. Instead, he moved into her bathroom, deciding Sookie was probably giving him a chance at privacy to "get presentable" before being introduced. Her unnecessary manners and southern charm was endearing... not to mention incredibly sexy...
Biting back those inviting thoughts as he turned the water of the shower on, he leaned against the sink as he put in a rush call to Fangtasia on his cell. It was still early for anyone to be in the club, but someone would get the message he left soon enough. "I'll be in tonight," he began after the recording on the other end of the line finished it's vampire cliché message. "Make certain there's a change of clothes waiting for me in my office." If he really would be staying more often at the telepath's home, he'd have to consider keeping a few things in her home. Preparing to end the call, he hesitated before adding, "Sookie will be coming with me." Whether it was a warning or a source of amusement at his expense would depend on who got the message, but it was definitely meant to tell all to be on their best behavior. Leaving the phone on the counter, the Viking stepped into the shower, reluctantly washing away their combined scent that clung to his skin while reminding himself he fully intended on renewing it long before the night was over. Perhaps before they even left Fangtasia...
His mind wandered on those thoughts throughout the duration of the shower, and half a dozen fantasies and some necessary cold water later, he was wrapping a towel around his waist and exiting the bathroom. Sookie still was outside, he could hear her clearly and feel her just as clearly, but the vampire was more confused than ever. Was she outside with a teacup? Something had to explain the sing-song voice she cooed and awed with and the undeniable happiness she seemed to be feeling. Hurrying back to the bedroom, he slipped his jeans on quickly, shoving the phone in his pocket and the flip flops on his feet. Tossing his shirt over his shoulder, he didn't care if his hair got it wet, this situation needed investigating. Silently slipping out the front door, he found Sookie sitting on the front steps of her porch, an energetic ball of fur dancing around her feet as she murmured encouragingly to it.
A blond brow shot up curiously as Eric moved forward silently, Sookie's attention obviously on the minuscule creature in front of her and he came to a halt on the step behind her before sinking down, arms wrapping around her as he draped a leg on either side of her. "What is this?" he asked, his chin coming to rest on her shoulder as he looked down at the pup who now seemed to have it's attention on him. A pathetic sounding growl left the creature, it's tiny canines bared at him before a sharp sounding, yipping noise escaped it, and with it, Eric became unraveled. A roar of laughter escaped him and the vampire couldn't help but be amused. "If this is your ferocious guard dog, the moat I commission can only be the size of a puddle," he laughed. "Instead of sharks or crocodiles, I will need to find some highly unpredictable, rabid guppies."
The puppy, obviously sensing a differentness about Eric and concerned for Sookie, did not seem amused, and his telepath seemed to already be fond of the furball. He would have a long way to go before he was up to the Viking's standards. Placing a placating kiss on Sookie's shoulder before she chided him and sparked the dog to do something drastic, like chewing on his flip flop or whatever he was capable of at present, he ran a hand over her stomach. "You had a busy day, dear one," he murmured into her ear. "I hope you did not exhaust yourself too much," he added, punctuating it with a pointed nip to her ear that earned him another amusing growl as the thing ran back and forth in front of them. "I know this breed," he continued, lifting the telepath up from the step beneath him to lap. "Tell me of your adventure in procuring him."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 11, 2010, 6:47pm
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s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Sookie really had had a busy day. She'd woken around noon or so to find herself alone in her bed, though she'd expected that. Eric was safely tucked in the closet of her other room, and as Sookie stretched in her own bed, she couldn't help but smile. Sookie had finally given herself to Eric, and it had been amazing. Amazing didn't even cover it. Her body tingled as she remembered every second of what they had done together, making Sookie want to wait for Eric right where she was so they could pick up right where they left off. She knew she had things to do today, though, and she had to get them done if she was going to Fangtasia and then Eric's house tonight. She smiled at the thought of spending so much time with him, how much time she was going to get to spend with him on a regular basis now.
Standing slowly from the bed, Sookie grinned as her muscles stayed tight in all the right places, something she was sure would be remedied as she ran a hot shower, taking her time under the water, knowing she had plenty of time to get everything done that she needed to. Calling Sam would hardly take any time at all, and packing a bag wouldn't take any significant amount of time either. As she got out of the shower, she smiled as she noticed her clothes all folded for her. Putting them in the laundry hamper, she put on a pretty sundress she'd be able to wear to Fangtasia too, since she stood out enough there anyway, and went to check out the room Eric was staying in. Sookie smiled at the sight of his clothes folded as well, and checked the closet he was staying in. Piling things on top of the trap door so no one would know he was in there, Sookie took his clothes, along with hers, to start a load of laundry.
Brushing out her hair, Sookie set about packing up her overnight bag and setting it on her bed as she waited for the laundry to finish, setting Eric's folded, washed clothes back where they had been as soon as the wash was done. Smiling at the sight of it, she made sure everything was perfect before closing the door to the room tightly, putting on her shoes, and leaving the house, making sure to lock the door carefully behind her. Giving the house one last look before getting into her brand new car, Sookie took a deep breath before starting it up. Eyes going a little wide as it purred to life so easily, she made a mental note to thank Eric repeatedly. Pulling out of her driveway with startling ease, she drove towards the pound, smiling the whole way.
It seemed like no time at all before she was back in her front yard, playing with her new puppy, entirely losing track of time. It was dark before she knew it, and Sookie had to smile as she felt this rush of safety, and she knew Eric was awake. Looking up as Eric sat down with her, draping his legs around her and wrapping his arms around her, she leaned back to kiss him, resting her back against him happily. "This is my new puppy," she explained unnecessarily. Her new puppy seemed to be trying to guard her against Eric, which was just too cute. "Hey," she protested as he teased the puppy about his size, Sookie smacked his arm lightly, setting the puppy off for a fresh round of growling and barking. "The lady at the shelter said he'd grow really big. You can tell by the size of his paws." They were definitely bigger than the rest of him. He'd have to grow into them.
Apparently the puppy thought Eric was a threat for now, but he'd learn. Smiling at Eric's kiss, she returned one to his cheek, nodding at his words. "No, not at all. I rested for about half the day, and this hasn't been tiring at all." She was thrilled to have the new addition to her house, even if he freaked out a little as Eric nipped at her ear. "You know this breed? How? I'm not even sure what breed he is," Sookie admitted, patting her knee so the puppy came bounding forward. Laughing as the puppy eagerly licked at her hand, she scratched the top of his head. "I know you hate the word, but he's really cute, isn't he?" Sookie asked, looking back at the vampire. "He'll adjust to you as soon as he realizes you're not gonna hurt me, I think." She hoped.
"Well, I went to the shelter after packing and everything, and I asked the lady working there what kind of dog I should get for guarding. She said I should get a puppy and raise him myself, and that way he'd be more loyal to me and I'd be able to train him however I'd like. I went to look at the puppies, and this little guy just stood out to me," she explained, snuggling into Eric's lap as the puppy sniffed at Eric's knee. "He snuggled right up to me, and even seemed to protect me from the other dogs there. Oh, you should let him sniff your hand so he sees you're not a threat. Do you like him? He should be pretty big, once he grows up, and he seems really smart, even if he's a little confused about all the new changes." The poor puppy was a little overwhelmed. "I haven't named him yet."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 11, 2010, 8:21pm
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
It really was impossible not to laugh. Eric just couldn't help it. The sight of the tiny dog growling and barking at him in it's most threatening manner was just hilarious. Animals didn't tend to be very fond of vampires. Many ran in the opposite direction if they sensed one approaching or did their best to desperately hide, but this one seemed dead set on challenging the Viking who presently loomed around the human he had grown so quickly fond of. If nothing else, Eric could respect that about the energetic bundle of fur that yapped incessantly. He knew just how easy it was to become so fond of Sookie Stackhouse, one would do anything to protect her, even if that meant challenging a vampire.
He couldn't help but find it endearing as Sookie was so quick to defend her new ball of fur as well, smacking his arm in defense of the pup. Grinning a little as the barking picked up once more, Eric nodded, his chin still resting on his shoulder. "Yes, he will grow much bigger," he confirmed. "And rapidly, which is good. You prefer bigger things," he teased, waggling his brows for a moment while his eyes moved over to the bundle of golden fur. "I recognize the breed, yes. They were commonly used for hunting in neighboring regions when I was but a mortal man." Pausing for a moment, he couldn't help but grin again. "I am not surprised you were drawn to something Nordic. Your fondness of me that you have hidden away for so long is finally starting to show." Eric would even look at her choice of dog as some kind of flattering prize that only made his claim of her more complete and certain. He just couldn't help it.
"You didn't inquire on the breed before you selected him?" he questioned, brow lifting. Of course Sookie wouldn't choose a guard animal by pedigree or number of attacks it had already made, but instead by what was fluffy and cute, with the promise that it would grow bigger. "It is a Finnish Spitz," he explained as Sookie took the pup into her arms to coddle further. Looking down at the beast in her hands, Eric judged it with a scrutinizing eye, searching for any signs of imperfections that would prohibit the dog from serving his purpose... at least once it was more grown. As it was now, Eric had a difficult time believing it would be able to defend Sookie from little more than a squirrel or unruly kitten. "He appears healthy," he finally offered in approval, but the Viking could only feel the dog had a long way yet to go.
"Cute," Eric echoed back gruffly with a shake of his head and roll of his blue eyes. "You are already demeaning him when he has the potential to be strong, and you are coddling him too much. That will make him weak, spineless, and sloppy. Then he will have to be called 'Sam' or 'Alcide.'" There was no greater insult, the Viking was certain. If he was really weak and spineless, he may have to be called Bill, and Eric did not want another Bill running around his territory. Reaching forward and letting the creature go from sniffing his knee to his hand, the vampire watched the tiny beast carefully. "He will do," he decided with a shrug of his shoulder. Eric had always had a weak spot for blonds... "But it will take much work for him to be the protection you require." The Viking would help see to that. Hooking a pale finger under the dog's jaw as Sookie held it, he lifted the pup's gaze to meet his own unblinking eyes and stared for a long, silent moment before he released his hold on the dog and once more wrapping his arm around Sookie.
"He is acceptable," he decided, with 'acceptable' being Eric's own version of 'like' in answer to Sookie's question, "despite being a little jealous he spent the day nuzzling you." Burying his own face into Sookie's neck and hair, the vampire did a little nuzzling of his own, inhaling the scent of her skin and hair and sighing contentedly. "I do not understand the human obsession with naming their beasts," he murmured into her skin while his lips trailed over the nape of her neck, his mind almost a million miles away as he contemplated doing some growling of his own. Pulling himself out of his reverie, he pulled back to look at her. "Have you decided not to join me tonight?" he asked, a blond brow arching as he met her gaze. Sookie wasn't the kind of girl to leave her newfound puppy alone in the strange place that was her home for a few hours, let alone a day. "Or...?" his voice trailed off as he looked between the telepath and the puppy in her hands. Was she thinking of bringing the dog to Fangtasia?
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 11, 2010, 9:31pm
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Maybe the puppy Sookie had chosen wasn't the most intimidating dog she'd ever seen at present, but he'd grow, and he'd learn. Plus, he was doing a pretty good job at trying to protect her, even if he was failing and she didn't need protecting from Eric anyway. He was brave, and that would count for a lot. Nodding, satisfied, as Eric confirmed that the puppy would grow bigger, she was glad to hear he thought the puppy would grow bigger. Blushing at his teasing that she preferred bigger things, she shook her head. "I just prefer you," she denied, though she knew a bigger guard dog would e more effective. Her eyes went a little wide as he told her how he recognized the dog, surprised to hear how far the breed dated back. "I wonder if I picked him because of the bond, then," she thought aloud, tilting her head at the puppy. Had something inside of her, Eric's blood specifically, recognized the breed? "Or maybe that's it," she agreed with a smile, knowing that she really was fond of Eric. "He has your hair color."
Shaking her head to confirm that she hadn't known the breed before she picked him, Sookie shrugged. "He was from the shelter. I just wanted to give him a good home," she explained, storing the breed of the dog in her memory as he told her what he was. "He really is Nordic," she mused as she picked up the puppy. "No wonder he's so handsome. Who's a little Viking puppy?" she cooed to the small dog, smiling as he licked at her hands excitedly. Nodding as he said the dog appeared healthy, she was glad to have Eric confirm it. "I took him to the vet on the way home, and she said he was a very healthy little guy." She hadn't said much else, since she'd been really busy and Sookie hadn't had an appointment.
"I know, you hate the word," Sookie laughed as Eric rolled her eyes. "I'm not demeaning him!" she protested, kissing the puppy on the nose. "He will be strong. A little coddling won't make him weak or sloppy or spineless." She hoped not, anyway, because she wasn't sure she could help the coddling. "Sam and Alcide are good guys," she protested some more, watching as the puppy sniffed Eric's hand. "Will you help me train him?" she asked curiously, already able to see that Eric had much more experience with this sort of thing, even if she wouldn't have thought so before. "How do you know so much about dogs anyway?" she asked curiously, having to wonder where all this hidden knowledge came from. It was really unexpected.
Resting against Eric as he looked into the puppy's eyes, wondering what he was doing, Sookie smiled and rested her head against Eric's shoulder as he said the puppy was acceptable. That was as good as she was going to get, she guessed. "You can spend all night nuzzling me, among other things," she offered, smiling at the idea of him being remotely jealous of the puppy. "Why shouldn't he have a name? What will I call him if he doesn't have one?" She couldn't very well go around calling him 'dog' or something like that. Sighing happily as he trailed his lips over the back of her neck, she shivered against him, shaking her head. "I still want to come," she told him honestly, turning to look at him, doing just a little eyelash batting. "Is there any way I can take him with us? He's a really good boy, and he'd sleep most of the time. Puppies sleep a lot. He could sleep in his crate and everything, he wouldn't interrupt us at all, and he could stay in your office when we're at Fangtasia… Pretty please?"
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 11, 2010, 10:22pm
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
Eric couldn't stop the rumble of a growl in his chest that sprung to life as Sookie countered his teasing by claiming she just preferred him. She had succeeded in taking his mind off her minuscule choice in guard dogs, and she had succeeded in stopping Eric's teasing mid-thought, but now all Eric could think about was taking her right here on the peeled paint of her front porch steps. He really wouldn't get tired of hearing Sookie desired him, especially after he had been rejected repeatedly and spent so long pursuing an unrequited attraction. The only problem was, the pup bouncing around in her arms seemed to take the growling vampire as some kind of challenge, and the sharp yips and pathetic growling that interrupted his own was pretty distracting. "He is astute, I will give him that," the Viking decided, blinking once as he ran his tongue over his now extended fangs. "I was planning on jumping you and pinning you to the ground before making you scream and bleed. He just doesn't realize it would be purely recreational... and you would have enjoyed every second of it."
Trying to pull himself back to the situation at hand instead of his own desires which would no doubt be there no matter what, the Viking arched a brow at her theory about her choice. "There's a thought," he stated, wondering himself if her theory on their bond inspiring her held any weight. "Perhaps. I would never have considered it." Sookie saw the world very differently than he did, however. That was part of why she fascinated him so. "But he has your hair color as well." Pausing for a moment, was he really talking about the energetic ball of fur as if it were more than a dog? The telepath really did bring out the strangest things in him, he couldn't understand it.
"What did you just say?!" The Viking asked in disbelief, blinking once in exasperation at her words. "Who's a little Viking puppy?" Eric actually groaned. "He is no Viking and never will be if you coddle him in such a way," he huffed, as insulted as he could be by her glorifying the dog or belittling his own ancestry. Reaching to Sookie's hands, he grasped the puppy she held and lifted him up for a moment before setting him back down for her to hold once more. "At least you have not robbed him of his manhood physically and have only done so verbally," he thought aloud. "But yes, I will help train him." There wasn't much 'help' about it. He would do it on his own. "Someone will have to make a guard dog out of him." That really obviously wouldn't be Sookie, but that couldn't really surprise Eric. Sookie would probably rather bake the puppy cookies than teach him to attack.
How did Eric know so much about dogs? "I deal with them on a much too regular basis," he answered absent-mindedly. "I prefer the ones like this, who can be taught to listen and obey when given a command more than ones who are capable of talking back." Knowing Sookie probably wouldn't appreciate his continued Were barbs, however, the Viking shrugged. "I have owned many dogs," he answered. "But I haven't named them. Call him what he is." It was what Eric intended to do... and it seemed he'd be having the chance to see and call the pup often if Sookie had things her way. Watching as his telepath batted her eyelashes and attempted to sweetly lure him into seeing things her way, Eric wasn't so sure about taking the tiny beast to Fangtasia. Glancing at the puppy, he didn't seem to be so sleepy... But if his choice was between bringing the dog to the club or not having his telepath for the entire night, his decision made itself. Sighing once, Eric nodded his blonde head once. "Yes, I suppose, but he stays in my office. I can't have him running about the club." Someone would probably crush him with a lucite heel. "And we go in the back." No one needed to see the Sheriff of Area Five enter Fangtasia with his 'girlfriend' and a puppy dog, especially Eric.
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 11, 2010, 10:42pm
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
As Eric growled, Sookie had a very different reaction than her puppy. Her eyes fluttered closed as she pressed back against him, remembering just what those growls had led to last night. Unfortunately, the puppy seemed to take it as a threat, and anything that might have happened as delayed as he tried to escape her arms in order to protect her. "It's okay, little guy," she told him, patting the puppy on the head to sooth him. "Told you he was smart," Sookie replied as Eric described what he'd been about to do to her, though really, that didn't sound bad at all. "We'll have to make sure he learns the difference," Sookie thought aloud, leaning back to kiss Eric, running her own tongue over his fangs as he had done.
Sookie didn't know if she's chosen the puppy because of her bond with Eric, but it was interesting to wonder if the bond would have any influence on those sorts of things even with Eric asleep. "Maybe the bond is why I enjoyed driving the new car so much," she thought aloud, glancing back at Eric. "It really is a fantastic car." She had to admit it, even if she still felt a little uncomfortable accepting something like that from him, even as a loan. "He does," she confirmed as he said that the dog had her hair color too. All three of them matched, which made the puppy an even better choice, but that wasn't why she'd chosen him. He'd just called out to her, and she couldn't imagine having chosen any puppy but him.
Trying to hide a smile as Eric seemed so insulted by her calling the dog a little Viking puppy, she placed a hand on his cheek as she kissed him, quieting his huffing. "I'm terribly sorry I've insulted you. I promise to make it up to you later," she suggested with a quiet laugh. "Besides, I'm sure you'll turn him into a very impressive dog, worthy of a Viking." Eric was going to help train him, which was a huge relief. Laughing as the dog tried to stay in Eric's hands after he deposited him back into Sookie's, she scratched under the dog's chin. "I'm not robbing him of any manhood," she protested. "You'll make him into a wonderful guard dog. He already seems to be getting used to you." It looked like the puppy wanted to try playing with Eric, but Sookie wasn't sure how that'd go.
Shaking her head as Eric insulted the Weres, Sookie rolled her eyes. "They're some nice guys," she protested half-heartedly, since they weren't really on her mind. Her new puppy seemed to be anxious to talk back to Eric, though in the form of little yips, not words. "I'm not calling him dog," she stated with a shake of her head. "I didn't know you owned any, though." That was something to think about. Smiling as Eric agreed, Sookie turned in his lap, leaning up to kiss him, clearly excited. "That's completely fine! He'll behave really well, you'll see." Nodding even to going in the back, Sookie laughed as the dog attempted to lick Eric's face, seeming to catch onto the excitement. "Look, he's already wearing himself out. He's using up all his little puppy energy."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 11, 2010, 11:30pm
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
Eric really couldn't help but agree, the very first lesson the puppy Sookie had procured would have to learn would be understanding the difference between Eric attacking his bonded and Sookie being attacked by an outside source. Otherwise, the puppy and his presence would become more of a cold shower and a killjoy than a blessing... kind of like Bill on a typical night. "If he was very intelligent, he wouldn't have interrupted," the vampire half pouted, now contemplating how easy it would be to silence the dog. "Let us hope for his sake he is a fast learner," the Viking murmured as his lips met hers, parting his against hers as his hand trailed over the slightly tanned flesh of her neck and shoulder. It took a great deal of willpower not to bite her tongue and get the taste of her blood in his mouth once more, but Sookie's newest fan really had other ideas.
Eric's brows lifted as Sookie admitted to having enjoyed her drive and almost immediately, a cocky, arrogant smirk made its way across his lips. "I told you you would," he stated with pure confidence. It was a victory and not a small one for the Viking. If Sookie not only liked the car, but was willing to admit she liked the car, perhaps the next time he wished to help her, she wouldn't fight him so much. "I cannot wait to see you behind the wheel of it tonight," he admitted, his eyes locked on hers. He'd probably have a difficult time keeping his hands to himself while they were on the road. Casting his eyes on the newest blond in their trio, he looked back to her. "Does it already smell of beast?" he asked curiously. Would he need to have it detailed already?
Huffing once more, even after Sookie's kiss, the actual Viking looked critically down at the pup. He could feel the telepath's amusement, and nearly rolled his eyes. "Now I must turn him into a dog worthy of a Viking," he decided, not taking his gaze off the dog. "She makes it sound as if it is a title to just throw around, but you must earn it. It is not a term of endearment," he added firmly. "You will not be a 'little puppy, ' but instead a warrior. Is that clear?" Watching as the dog looked back at him as Sookie scratched beneath his chin, the vampire let out another exasperated sigh. "It is difficult to take him seriously when you are doing that to him," he stated, but despite his best efforts, a small smile curled on his lips. Leaning forward to kiss her neck, he finally let the smile show through. "Hopefully he doesn't adjust so quickly to all strangers," the Viking thought aloud while letting his hand join Sookie's on the puppy, choosing to pat his head a few times as she scratched. "I want him to be less friendly towards and ready to attack your neighbors."
Rolling his eyes in turn, Eric lifted Sookie up while standing himself. "They are not 'nice,'" he corrected. "And they are barely guys." Spinning the telepath to face him, he rested his hands on her hips as she held the vocal beast to her. "I have not had a dog for many years," he answered with a shrug. "But I had them even when alive. They are loyal beasts. Loyalty is important to me." Leaning down to meet her lips, his own lingered against hers before he released his hold on her and took a step back, looking her over with approval, his fangs extending. "I like your selection for the evening," he thought aloud, his gaze once more returning to her dress. "It will make it easier for me to take you in my office. Fewer obstacles in our path." Smirking, he thought it best to carry on before she had the chance to turn down the idea and remind him she was a lady. "Are you packed? Do you have what is required for the hundr? Should I send someone out to pick up supplies for him?"
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 11, 2010, 11:57pm
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Sookie was confident the puppy would learn not to attack Eric as soon as he realized the vampire wasn't a threat to her. "We'll keep him out of the bedroom when we plan on using it for anything that could be mistaken for an attack," she promised, knowing that was one easy solution, at least until he realized Eric wasn't a threat. "I'm sure he will be," she agreed, eagerly kissing Eric, having missed him during the day. Leaning into his hand, she smiled as the puppy tried to nuzzle against Eric, seeming not to enjoy having the attention taken off of him. They'd figure this whole thing out, and soon the puppy would fit seamlessly into their lives, without interrupting the more physical parts of it that they shared. She was sure it wouldn't be a problem.
"You tell me lots of things," she protested as Eric gloated about the car, though really, Sookie did like it a whole lot already. It seemed reliable and safe, just like he'd promised, and it was responsive and easy to drive. It started when she turned it on, and had no problem reaching speeds her other car hadn't been capable of, even if those speeds were just the parish speed limits. "Have you driven it yet? It drives so well," she told him, smiling at the thought of driving it again tonight. "That's one of the great things about him. He doesn't have that dog smell. The vet said that he's really clean, and probably wouldn't ever develop that kind of smell. I mean, you're a vampire, so you can probably smell him anyway, but I can't." Maybe it had something to do with the breed Eric had so easily identified.
"I have complete faith in you," she told him, knowing that if anyone could turn the dog into one worthy of a Viking, it was clearly Eric. Smiling as he spoke to the puppy, she rest her head on his shoulder, looking between the two. The dog's tail was wagging at all the attention from Eric, making him all the more adorable. He'd be her little warrior when Eric wasn't listening. "Oh come on, he likes it," Sookie pointed out as Eric said that her scratching under his chin made it hard to take him seriously. Closing her eyes as Eric kissed her neck, she tilted her head to allow him access to more skin as Eric joined in on petting the dog. "I think he's just accepting you so fast because he can see I trust you," she theorized, smiling at his treatment of the puppy. She was thrilled that they were taking to each other so quickly.
Shaking her head as he continued to insult Alcide and Sam, though, Sookie sighed. "They're my friends, so hush," she argued, knowing they were really nice guys. Still, she was easily distracted at the thought of Eric owning dogs even when he was alive, nodding at his assessment of them as loyal. "I think this little guy will be very loyal to us," she decided before kissing him back anxiously, eventually blushing at his approval of her dress and his reasons for it. Unable to argue before he continued, and honestly unsure she would, Sookie nodded, trying to regain control of her thoughts when he'd directed them elsewhere. "I'm all backed. My bag's just inside the door," she explained with a smile. "For the… what?" she asked, a little confused. "For the puppy? I got some things for him, but I wasn't entirely sure what I would need. I think I got everything, though."
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Post by Eric Northman on Aug 12, 2010, 2:08am
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
"Half of my repertoire could easily be mistaken for an attack," Eric thought aloud, a telling smirk on his face as he gave Sookie a quick wink. It wouldn't really be all that inaccurate a description. He didn't mind being a little dominant in his sex... "But what about all the places I will have you that don't include the bedroom?" he asked, wondering if his words would urge his telepath's imagination to wander. He'd encourage that thoroughly. "If we pace ourselves and I choose to go easy on you, we can get through each of the rooms on the first floor of my home before dawn..." Letting his voice trail off, the Viking's gaze fell from Sookie's eyes to the dog once more. "You're going to have him stay in my home, aren't you?" It seemed obvious now. "I do not know how my cat child will feel about that." Shrugging once, he quickly decided he didn't care about his newborn's feelings at all. "I will order him to find somewhere else to spend the day. The creature will not befoul my belongings, will he?" He had had enough of mutts doing such to his things to last a decade at least.
"And I am always right about the things I tell you," he stated confidently, the proud smile still on his face. If Sookie really was accepting more of Eric's loves simply because of their bond, perhaps it was only a matter of time before she let him give her gifts freely. Perhaps soon he could get her a Corvette of her own... "I test drove a version of it," he answered, the telepath returning him to the conversation at present before he could mentally purchase her a home in Shreveport. "I let my newborn drive it here. It kept up with my own car on the road." That was no small feat considering when Eric drove anywhere, he tended to fly on the ground and practically break sound barriers. "Though I will only be the passenger, I will see how well it drives tonight," he stated, the thought reminding him he was needed in Shreveport. Sookie had a way of making him forget all the things that had otherwise consumed his existence. That'd need more thought.
Giving his telepath a smirk as she stated she had complete faith in him, Eric hoped she had faith in him for more than his ability to turn her coddled puppy into a guard dog. "I will not disappoint you, lover," he murmured, his lips descending her neck as she offered more of it to him, and he was more than willing to oblige. It wasn't easy though with a tail regularly whacking his chest in even intervals as the puppy wagged it back and forth. Sighing into Sookie's warm flesh, the vampire pulled back and looked down at the dog, shaking his head slightly. "I am pleased you are accepting me, I am more pleased she trusts me, but you and I must really work on your timing," he stated firmly. He would not be cockblocked by something he could dropkick from here to Shreveport.
Taking a step away from both the telepath and the dog, the Viking quickly pulled his now damp shirt on while crossing her porch with unnatural speed, opening her front door to retrieve the overnight luggage waiting there. "For the hundr," he repeated after he closed the door, luggage in one hand as his other reached into his pocket for his phone, his head nodding absent-mindedly as he dialed the club. "Yes, that is what I said. Dog." Wrapping his arm around Sookie's waist as he balanced the phone easily between his ear and shoulder, he left an impossibly fast, hushed message of warning with the vampire on the other end of the line before ending the call. He could just picture his entire staff running around the club, getting it prepared for a dog... Shaking the thought from his head, he let his eyes move blatantly from Sookie's face to her cleavage before returning to her eyes. "Are you ready, dear one? I must admit, I am eager to get you into my club so I can get under your skirt."
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Post by sookie on Aug 12, 2010, 6:08pm
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
"That's probably true," Sookie agreed with a laugh as Eric pointed out that a lot of what he did could be considered an attack by the small puppy. Biting her lip as Eric asked what they would do about sex in all the rooms that weren't the bedroom, Sookie did her best not to blush. "All the places?" she repeated, wondering if there could really be so many. Eric didn't say things he didn't mean, though, no matter how surprising Sookie found them. Blinking at the vampire as he said they could make it through all the rooms on the first floor of the house before dawn, she could hardly believe what she was hearing. Still, given his performance last night, it was hard to doubt him. Nodding and attempting an innocent smile as Eric realized the puppy would be sleeping over too, Sookie could see that Eric was resigned to the fact. "I'm sure the little guy will be on his best behavior," Sookie decided, hoping the puppy wouldn't prove her wrong. "If you have a laundry room, we could put him in there for the night too. Keep him out of trouble..."
Shaking her head as Sookie claimed to always be right, she wondered if she was making his ego too big. "Not always," she protested, knowing that sort of thing needed to be kept under control. "Sometimes. Sometimes right." more than that and Eric's ego would grow so big that he'd probably float away. "Did you like it? When you test drove it?" she asked curiously, though she was sure he had, or he wouldn't have bought it. "I don't drive as fast as you," she reminded him, knowing ghat would no doubt annoy him one she was behind the wheel. She was sure he'd complain that she was too slow or something like that. Thankfully, whether he realized it or not, he'd have a puppy to distract him. Sookie wondered if he'd let the puppy sit in his lap.
"You never have," Sookie replied quietly as Eric stated that he wouldn't disappoint her. "I'm not worried." Eric could do anything, Sookie had no doubt in that. Closing her eyes as Eric kissed over her neck, her breath hitched just a little bit, though the moment was a little interrupted by the puppy's tail wagging. Laughing as Eric's attention shifted to the little ball of fur, Sookie couldn't help smiling as Eric spoke to the puppy. They really did need to work on their timing, but she was sure that would work itself out with time. "He's just excited that we're excited. He'll calm down, probably." She'd never had a puppy before, so she couldn't be entirely sure, but she doubted the puppy would interrupt their romantic lives for long.
Almost pouting despite herself as Eric took a step away from her and the puppy, Sookie admired his chest for the brief moment before he out his shirt on.really, she wished they could leave it off, but she knew this was for the best. "For the... hundr?" she repeated, confused. "Ah, it means dog? In what language?" she asked, a little confused. "I like that. Hundr. We should call him that..." It was an option, at least. Leaning against Eric's body as he wrapped an arm around her, Sookie smiled, not entirely sure what he was saying over the phone, but sure it had something to do with the dog. It seemed like most things would tonight. Blushing at his gaze, she nodded, picking the puppy up. "I'm completely ready," she answered, in more ways than one as she led I'm to the car, unlocking it. "Can the puppy ride in your lap?"
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 12, 2010, 7:55pm
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
Sometimes, just sometimes, it was almost easy for Eric to forget just how naive and innocent Sookie was. Maybe it was because the telepath had succeeded in doing what no one else had ever been capable of... bringing the thousand year old Viking with more power, strength, and authority in his little finger than most had in their entire beings to his pale knees. What was possibly more dumbfounding was the fact that Sookie didn't seem to even recognize what kind of hold she had over those around her, the kind of temptress she truly was. Watching with unblinking eyes as the slight flush rose to her cheeks at his words, Eric's lips parted, revealing his fangs, the vampire nodded. "All the places," he repeated easily, his eyes not leaving hers. "I won't tire until dawn. You are not expected to work tomorrow, are you?" he asked, not waiting for her answer. She had worried about walking funny, but if Eric had it his way... "You may not be able to walk."
With those thoughts playing through his ancient mind, it was difficult to think much about Sookie's new puppy ruining his things. "I have a laundry room," he confirmed, but as the vampire glanced down at the dog in his telepath's arms, he had to wonder if the beast would ever make it to that location. Eric could practically see the growing soft spot Sookie had for the creature. Eric really would have to be the one to train him. At a time like this, he almost wished he wasn't always right when he was concerned the puppy would wind up sleeping on his bed between the two of them wearing far too many clothes. "Always right," he practically sighed. "Maybe, on occasion, I am incorrect." He could almost hope he was now and then.
"But yes, I liked it," he continued, with a small shrug. "It is not what I would choose for myself." He was a sports car kind of a vampire, and no matter what Sookie may have thought, the car really was understated in his opinion, especially with it's bags of air. Allowing a smile to cross over his lips as she pointed out that she didn't drive as fast as he did, the Viking shrugged. "You may drive faster than you think," he countered cryptically, attempting to appear innocent which she'd no doubt take as a sign he was incredibly guilty. Eric wasn't without a few tricks up his sleeves that may persuade the telepath to do a little speeding of her own though, and he wasn't above breaking them out.
Letting his fingers rest against her elbow as she led the way to the car, Eric followed her to the driver's side, tossing her bag behind the seat before stepping out of the way to allow her to sit. "Yes, that's what I said," he nodded once more. "Hundr means dog. It's Old Norse," he answered, his brow wrinkling slightly before he smiled. "A language as dead as I am." Waiting for her to safely tuck herself into the car, he closed the door behind her before speeding over to the passenger side, opening it and slipping within before more than a three seconds had passed. Adjusting the passenger seat to accomodate his legs before he let out a heavy sigh, he extended his arms over to her. "Give me the hundr. He can ride in my lap. Though I'd prefer you riding my lap while he drove..."
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Post by sookie on Aug 12, 2010, 8:52pm
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Sookie shivered just a little as Eric looked into her eyes and repeated her words, planting plenty of vague ideas about what having sex with Eric in all the rooms in the first floor of his house could be like. "Wow," she replied, her voice barely a whisper, but she hadn't meant to say it anyway. Shaking her head slowly as he asked if she was expected to work tomorrow, she'd already cleared all that with Sam. Feeling that pesky heat rise to her cheeks as Eric said she might not be able to walk, she didn't doubt that for a moment. "I guess I'll just have to stay in bed," she answered, a little breathless at the ideas of what could possibly take away her ability to walk the next day. It really, really sounded like it would be a night to remember. If anyone could make that happen, Eric could.
Nodding as Eric confirmed that he had a laundry room, Sookie had to think that was the best place for the puppy to spend the night, as much as she would've loved for him to stay close. She didn't want the puppy seeing anything inappropriate, and she definitely wanted to do some very inappropriate things to Eric tonight. "I can't picture you doing laundry," she admitted to the vampire with a smile, even though he said he had a laundry room. It would be hard for the puppy to ruin anything in there, and that way he'd be nice and safe till morning. She'd be able to let him into the bedroom then, careful to avoid letting any light in of course, but until then, it was better for everyone if the puppy slept in the other room. "No one's always right…"
Nodding as Eric said he'd liked the car but it wasn't one he'd choose for himself, Sookie had to smile. "It's red, it's fast, it's all flashy. I'd say it's just your type," Sookie pointed out, even if Eric didn't think so. Giving Eric a skeptical look as he said she might drive faster than he thought, she shook her head. "I'm going to drive safely. Even if you can't get hurt in a car, the puppy and I can," she pointed out. "There's no need to drive like you normally do." Eric drove uncomfortably fast, and even if she didn't make panicked noises while in the car with him anymore, she still wasn't used to it. She doubted she ever would be. It was damn near terrifying.
Letting Eric load her bag into the back before Sookie got into the driver's seat, she started up the car as Eric got in too. "Our little Hundr," she repeated with a smile, liking the Old Norse word for dog very much. "How many languages do you speak?" she asked curiously, since it was pretty clear he spoke a lot. Way more than Sookie would ever dream of knowing, that was for sure. "I like it," she admitted, thinking it was pretty sexy when Eric spoke the language she'd never stand a chance at learning, but not thinking it required saying just yet. Putting her seatbelt on, she smiled as Eric held his arms out for the dog. "Lucky little Hundr," she decided with a smile, handing the puppy over to ride on Eric's lap. "I don't think he's quite up to driving," she decided as Sookie pulled out of her driveway and onto the road. "Careful with him," she cautioned, driving down the road that would lead into the main town. "To Fangtasia, right?"
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Post by Eric Northman on Aug 12, 2010, 9:33pm
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
Eric couldn't stop the sudden bark of laughter that escaped him as Sookie 'wowed,' her mind clearly considering the possibility. Just when he nearly forgot that innocence and naivety again, there the reminder was in full force. Shaking his head slowly, the vampire could only smile at his telepath. "Sometimes you are too much, lover," he stated with a sigh, but it was far from one of disappointment. Everything about her had the tendency to either infuriate him or turn him on more than he knew possible, which was saying something when he really knew how to be turned on. "You will," he confirmed as she decided she'd need to stay in bed. "You will stay beside me, naked, and in my arms until nightfall... until I can take you in my arms once more." That was where she belonged. He just knew it.
"I can do laundry," he stated almost defensively. Of course, it wasn't his favorite thing to do and he didn't really have to do it often, but he was capable... probably. "The washing machine and dryer don't get much use, though I have already had to replace them once since moving into my home. My clothes have a tendency to... not need cleaning and only disposing," he thought aloud with a shrug. Rough sex, blood, and battle had a tendency to ruin apparel. "But I am capable of cleaning them should they end up lasting a night." What could he say? He lived his death hard. Shaking his head after giving her words another thought, he decided to go against his own previous theory. "I have found a way. I am always right... and I enjoy it."
In a way, Sookie deciding to call the dog "dog" was a victory for Eric, even if she seemed to think "dog" in another language qualified as a name. It wasn't really naming her beasts though despite what she may have thought and that was all that mattered. Shrugging once at her question, he leaned back in his seat as he rested the pup on his laps, outstretching his legs in front of him as best he could. "I have never stopped and counted," he answered honestly. "Many. I am over a thousand years old. Anywhere I have lived for at least a few years, I have learned how to communicate. It is necessary to adapt. Language is just another camouflage." The key to survival was always about adapting, even if it could be difficult for the unchanging to do. Eric had always been about surviving.
Patting the dog's head, Eric stopped the action and rolled his blue eyes as she warned him to be careful with the dog. "You are coddling him," he pointed out once more. "He will never be strong if he is never pushed to endure and overcome danger." The Viking could already tell this riding experience would be superior to any he would ever have had in her former vehicle as they silently pulled out onto the road, no loud roar of a shoddy transmission warning of their presence long before the car would arrive. "Yes, to Fangtasia. They are anxiously awaiting our arrival," he answered, his hand reaching across the console between them in order to rest on her knee. "You do know the way, don't you?"
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 12, 2010, 10:06pm
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Eric laughing at her 'wow' only made Sookie blush more, turning her head away so he wouldn't see the flush of her cheeks. He was actually laughing at her when it was his fault she was 'wow'ing in the first place! She wasn't so surprised. "You stop it," she warned, though she didn't really mean for him to stop. He could laugh at her if he wanted to. It wasn't entirely her fault. It wasn't like she was used to men sweeping her away for a night of sex in every room of what she could remember being a very, very big house. "I can do that," she smiled, resting her head against him as she agreed happily to spend all day beside him in bed. "I can do that very, very happily." Being in Eric's arms was quickly becoming one of her favorite things ever.
"I'm sure you can," she soothed as Eric stated that he could do laundry, sounding very defensive about the whole thing, bringing out a smile in the telepath. "I'd believe that," she agreed once more as Eric stated his clothes needed more throwing out than actually washing. Eric tended to get pretty bloody, one way or another, and there weren't many easy ways to get blood out of clothes. Still, she probably would've paid to see Eric do something as mundane as a load of laundry. It just didn't seem like his type of activity. "You're not always right. You just always think you're right. There's a difference," she pointed out with a smile, though really, he did seem to enjoy being right. Or at least thinking he was.
As Eric said he never stopped and counted how many languages he could speak, Sookie was reminded of how much he'd seen and how many places he'd been over the past millennia, things she never could have imagined. "You must have so many stories," she decided, glancing over at him from her seat, driving carefully despite the distraction Eric provided. "Do you remember all those languages even now?" she asked curiously. Sookie had taken French in high school, most kids in Louisiana did, but now she hardly remembered a word. Somehow, she didn't think it was like that for Eric, though. "You must've traveled all over the world. Is there anywhere you haven't been?" She doubted it.
"I am not coddling him. Besides, he's a puppy. He needs love and attention," she argued, tempted to reach over and pat the dog's head as well, but Eric had that covered, even if he thought it was coddling. The dog certainly seemed to like Eric, if the way he was trying to lick the vampire's face was any indication. "He'll be a big strong doggy before we know it, even if I cuddle and coddle him." Sookie really believed that. Besides, she wasn't going to intentionally put her little puppy in danger. Smiling at how easily the car drove, Sookie nodded, trying not to get distracted by his hand on her knee. "Of course I do. It's not a hard drive, or at least it won't be in this car. Did you see how easily it turned on?" she asked, as though that was something amazing. At least to Sookie it was. "Do you have to spend too long at the club?"
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 12, 2010, 10:54pm
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
"I am always right," Eric insisted without missing a beat. Sookie seemed somewhat amused by their argument... and really determined to keep him from believing he really was without error. "Is there a difference between being always right and thinking I am always right?" he asked, a blond brow lifting as his eyes swept over the telepath's face. "Especially when one has the authority to see his plans and beliefs executed as if they are right, even if they are not? If my thoughts are what are executed, they end up what is right, making me right. So, whether you like it or not, I am always right." He was certain somewhere in there was proof he knew what he was talking about, even though he really didn't. "If you simply agreed to whatever I say more often, you could be always right as well," he thought aloud. "I think you would like it too."
Glancing over at the telepath as she drove, he nodded his head once before turning to look out the window at the redneck town they were thankfully getting out of. "Yes, I have many stories." Most he didn't do any retelling of. People flocked to Fangtasia nightly to see the undead, their whispered thoughts and theories privy to his ancient ears, but none ever came close to guessing the truth. 'Eternity' was filled with a great deal of blood- too often his own- and emptiness. Pulled from his sightless gazing out the window by an uninvited lick to his cheek, the vampire growled at the pup, pointedly forcing the creature to sit. "I remain fluent. We are mostly incapable of forgetting. Our minds do not work as human minds do." That was no doubt what kept Sookie out of their heads, a good thing for everyone.
Turning his head to keep his eyes resting on Sookie, he couldn't help but smile slightly at her silhouette, watching as she concentrated far more than necessary on her driving. "Antarctica," he answered with a smirk. "I do not mind the cold, wind, and snow, but a diet of primarily penguins has never been very attractive." Patting the puppy's head a few more times as it seemed to settle a little more, he shrugged. "I did a great deal of traveling in my earliest years. I came to the New World and this hemisphere shortly after passage was more secure. I didn't leave it until travel was common by air. By now, there is little I have not seen, though nearly every time I return some place once familiar, it is new again." The world was constantly evolving. Only vampires were the relics that remained unchanged.
Rolling his blue eyes, Eric shook his head slowly. They were never going to agree on this, he was sure of it. "You are coddling him," he stated firmly. "Love and attention in these early days will make him weak. He must be shaped to have discipline, he must be prepared to survive at all costs, not handed the world to him and cooed over for the smallest of accomplishments that are really not accomplishments to begin with. And he will never be a doggy." It was so degrading. Calling the creature a Viking one minute and a doggy the next... Eric couldn't even pretend to understand his telepath's thought processes. At least he seemed to be able to distract her from coddling the creature with a simple touch of his hand on her skin, and the vampire couldn't help but smirk at that. He wouldn't mind driving her hard right now... Trying not to laugh as she sounded so excited by the car simply starting, Eric let his fingers trail farther up her thigh at a pace that was almost painful to him. "Yes, it's quite miraculous." He'd never grow tired of the warmth of her flesh beneath his fingertips. "I will find out what demands my attention upon arrival and how big the crowd is. Look over applications, read and sign what needs my attention, attend to my political responsibilities if necessary... I can do all of the above quite efficiently if properly motivated. Why?" he asked with a growing smirk. "Not looking forward to a crowded nightclub?"
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Post by sookie on Aug 12, 2010, 11:36pm
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Sookie shook her head as Eric insisted he was always right, though she couldn't stop smiling as she did it. "Of course there's a difference between always being right and just thinking you're always right," she decided, though it was hard to really argue when he went about explaining himself in such a complex way with the same words repeated so she could hardly follow his argument, though she had a feeling that was all part of his plan. "If I simply agreed to whatever you say, I'd be really boring. You have a club full of people who just agree with everything you say. You like me because I don't do that sort of thing," she pointed out, knowing at least that much was true. She wasn't one to simply follow Eric because he was Eric.
Eric didn't seem eager to elaborate on what sort of stories he had, and Sookie wasn't going to push him. He was probably the only one who knew how much he had seen, and more than likely, he wanted to keep it that way. It was entirely possible that not all of his experiences had been good ones, and Sookie didn't want to remind him of anything bad. Laughing as Eric growled at the puppy, who then sat obediently in the vampire's lap instead of trying to lick his face, Sookie shook her head. "He's just being affectionate, you know," she pointed out, though it hardly seemed to matter. "You don't have to tell me that," she agreed as Eric pointed out that vampire minds worked differently from human minds. She knew that very, very well, and was constantly confused by and thankful for that fact.
Laughing at Eric's explanation of why he'd never been to Antarctica, it made plenty of sense to her. "I can't picture you living off of penguins," she agreed easily enough. Eric just didn't bite animals, something she was personally very grateful for, a few ways over. Glancing over to Eric's lap where the puppy seemed to be settling in, Sookie listened to Eric's explanation of some of his travels. It was vague, but it was something, and Sookie was grateful for anything Eric chose to share with her. "That' explains how you knew New York so well," she observed, remembering that Eric hadn't said that he himself lived there, but that it was entirely possible that he'd been there at some other time. "Until I started working for vampires, I hadn't even been out of Louisiana. New Orleans was a huge trip for us."
Shaking her head at Eric, Sookie kept her eyes on the road even as she disagreed with him. "Love and attention are what he needs in these early days when he's away from everything he's ever known and plunged into a new life. I want to give him a good home and plenty of love. That's not a bad thing," she protested, reaching into Eric's lap and scratching the top of the puppy's head at a red life. "But I won't call him a doggy if it offends you so much," she compromised, knowing she'd be cooing over for every tiny accomplishments the puppy showed. Fidgeting in her seat as Eric's fingers trailed slowly up her thigh, she debated stopping him, but they weren't anywhere inappropriate… yet. "I'm just looking forward to what comes after," she answered Eric with a smile, knowing that if Eric could sleep in that small hole under her closet, she could sit in a crowded nightclub for however long it took. Besides, she really as looking forward to what came after. "No one will mind that I'm with you, right?"
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 13, 2010, 12:23am
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
"So you are saying that the key to gaining my attention is to always be wrong, arguing the opposite of whatever I say, since it is always so right?" Eric asked, a chuckle leaving his cold lips. "I don't think that's entirely true, but I do find your wrongness much more enticing than that of most people." It was difficult not to laugh at the present discussion. Biting back his amusement for a moment, the vampire rested his head back against the seat of the new car, turning it lazily to look over at the girl. "There is nothing about you I find boring, Sookie. Your insistence in arguing me is curious and always entertaining, but it is only one small part of a whole. It is simply you who fascinates me." And fascinates was the right word. If the Viking was entirely honest though, he'd say she had him hopelessly and senselessly obsessed. She was extraordinary to him.
"I like people saying yes to whatever I say though," he continued, his head swiveling to look sightlessly out the front window. "I like being fawned over." He could practically anticipate the roll of her eyes, but they both knew it was true. Of course the people who did it were meaningless to him, but he sure enjoyed the attention. "It hasn't always been like this. I haven't always had so many willingly at my disposal, ready to slather me in support and agreement. I had to earn it... and it wasn't an easy thing to earn." Far from it. He heard what the fangbangers and tourists said now, it was all very good for his already healthy ego, but they hadn't seen him at the countless low points in his existence he had barely scraped through. Pushing those thoughts out of his mind, he smirked, his head turning back to look to her. "How could I not enjoy it now?"
Actually laughing as Sookie agreed that she couldn't see the Viking living off penguins, he nodded once. "I have never been fond of animal blood. It's far worse than TrueBlood." And she knew already just how he felt about that. Unfortunately for most vampires older than a century or so, it had been a necessary evil at some point in their existences. Scratching behind the dog's ears subconsciously with one hand as his other remained on Sookie's leg, he nodded his head. "Besides having had two children who resided there for some time, it was where I first reached this continent. Everyone went through New York then, including Pam and I." Listening as she explained her own travels, it was actually almost surprising to him. "Even before I met death, I had seen many countries," he thought aloud. "Do you have no desire to travel or see the world?" Could anyone really like Louisiana that much? The Viking was pretty sure it was impossible.
Whether Sookie had meant to or not, her words stopped the vampire's slow ascent of his hand on her leg abruptly. "You have love for this creature already?" he asked, his brows furrowing slightly. Love was as foreign an idea as happiness to him. Trying to shake the thoughts that quickly flowed through his head out, he looked down at the puppy. "If you give him too much attention, you will make him weak. A rigid regimen is necessary to sculpt him into a guard dog instead of a lap dog." The last two words were said as if they were a disease. "There may not be hope for him already. This guard dog has just drooled upon my pants, and I am certain it is your coddling's doing," he sighed, thankful he had already called ahead for a change of clothes. He was willing to forget about that and let a smirk settle on his face as she admitted she was looking forward to what came after the club. Letting his hand slip to her inner leg, his fingers continued traveling up her thigh. "Of course many will mind," he answered, though it probably wasn't the answer Sookie was looking for. "As many who would mind if I visited you at the Shifter's bar." In his club, there would be jealousy issues Sookie would face. At Merlotte's, he was sure there would be biased disapproval directed at the 'bloodsucker' engaging with a human so known to the patrons. "What matters is whether or not you and I mind. Nothing else."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 13, 2010, 12:53am
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Blinking at Eric's drawn out interpretation of what she had said, Sookie shook her head, not sure that was entirely what she had meant. "I just mean it makes me more interesting than all those people who just agree with whatever you say," she pointed out, since it was always easy for her to see through at least any humans who 'yes'ed Eric on a regular basis. Smiling over at Eric as he assured her that he not only didn't find her boring, but was fascinated by her for more than just her arguing. "I'm glad to hear that, cause sooner or later, we're gonna have to agree on something, and I wouldn't want that to make you bored with me," she teased, though really, she was touched by what he'd said. She knew how bored Eric could get of those around him, and she never wanted him to feel that way about her.
Sookie didn't doubt that Eric really did like people fawning over him, as he explained, nor that it hadn't always been so easy for him. "I don't know how you enjoy it," she replied honestly. "I can imagine that you've had it way harder than this, probably harder than I could imagine, but I don't know," she continued, shaking her head. "I'd be so uncomfortable if I got half the attention you do every night. It'd make me so self-conscious. I don't know how you stay so confident under it all." She couldn't imagine Eric being anything but confident, but that didn't mean it was something Sookie could relate to. "I'm glad people will be focused on you instead of me tonight."
Shuddering at the idea of Eric eating penguins or the blood of any animal, for that matter, she just couldn't see it, and didn't particularly want to. "You must've seen so much then," Sookie decided as Eric explained how he knew so much about New York, having arrived here from that point. Eric must have seen a ton of history in general, though. "It's not that I have no desire to travel or see the world," she clarified with a shake of her head, focusing on the road as she left Bon Temps. "It's just that it's never really been an option for me." Sookie had never had much money, and what money she did have needed to be responsibly spent, not on vacations or things like that. The same had certainly been true when Gran had been alive. "Traveling is pretty expensive." So was missing work, when it came down to it. She just couldn't afford that sort of thing.
Looking over at Eric curiously as he seemed so shocked that she'd said she loved her new puppy, Sookie tilted her head. "A certain kind of love, yeah," she answered with a small nod. "Not, you know, the romance type of love of anything, but the kind anyone has for a pet they want to take care of and sort of bring into their family." Eric really seemed to struggle with things like happiness and love, but Sookie thought he overcomplicated the concepts. There were different types and levels of happiness and love, and they didn't need examining. Not really. "Can't he be both?" Sookie asked as Eric seemed so against the new puppy being a lap dog. Trying not to laugh as Eric announced the puppy's drooling, Sookie shook her head. "Everyone drools at the sight of your pants, Eric. Don't blame the puppy," she teased, though she bit her lip as his hand slipped somewhere definitely bordering on inappropriate. "That's all that matters," she agreed wholeheartedly, knowing that Eric was right, and people would talk about them no matter where they went. As long as Eric and Sookie ignored it, it wouldn't matter. "You're making it awful hard to focus on the road, though," she pointed out, glancing down momentarily at his hand. "I'd like to make it to the club in one piece, you know..."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 13, 2010, 2:15am
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
"Your arguing is not what makes you interesting to me, Sookie," Eric stated with a shake of his head. "While you have an interesting perspective, often one that is nothing like my own, you argued with me long before you intrigued me enough that I actually took the time to listen to your human opinion." The Viking never tended to be afraid of brutal honesty, even if it wasn't something someone would want to hear. He figured it mattered more that he listened to her now... most of the time... and he wouldn't be turned off once she finally got around to agreeing with him on something. "You believe you will bore me?" he asked, a brow arching as he looked over at her, not sure if she was teasing or if it was something that genuinely concerned her. Either way, he wanted to know her answer to that question.
Leaning back in the seat once more, Eric shrugged his shoulders against the new leather interior of the seat. "What is not to enjoy about being so worshiped?" he asked rhetorically, clearly oblivious to any down side the telepath may have seen. "I am confident," he stated without hesitation as she let some of her own thoughts on it out. "I have great reason to be. What is there to hide away from? What do you have to be self-conscious of?" He wondered if his telepath was really so blind and insecure when it was so unnecessary for her to be such a thing. Did she think herself inferior to others? Curious as he was, he felt he had to warn her, because her thoughts couldn't be more inaccurate. "You will be noticed by everyone tonight, dear one. Some will be jealous of you, some will be jealous of me, but everyone will notice." Sookie commanded attention, whether she wanted to or not. She was a natural at his side.
Eric's own travels were boring, at least to him, but he listened intently as Sookie explained her own travels, or lack thereof. Briefly, the Viking wondered why she hadn't accompanied Compton when he had gone on his journeys gathering information for his nerdy, little computer program thing. Not that Eric minded Bill's neglect, he really, really didn't, but it was curious. "So you do desire to travel?" he asked, seeking confirmation of her words. "It is money and your nature to always put others and the responsibilities given to you by others ahead of yourself and your own desires that has kept you grounded in Louisiana," he surmised with a nod of his head. "Where is it you dream of going? What is it you would want to see if the issues holding you back were no longer of such concern?"
Eric didn't know what expression his normally somber face wore, but it seemed to surprise Sookie, so he quickly attempted a smile as she insisted it wasn't a romantic love she felt for the dog. That was good. He was quite confident that was illegal... even in a backwater such as Louisiana. Still, he didn't understand, but how could he? It was a foreign concept to him and something he was sure he could never understand. At least he had both Sookie and the drooling puppy to distract him from his thoughts before he had the chance to frown. "Point to you, lover," he stated with a confident smirk and a waggle of his eyebrows. "Though it is just you I desire drooling." As if to drive his own point home, his hand wandered farther up her thigh as she protested it's placement... weakly. Keeping his eyes on her, he quickly trailed his fingers between her legs, over her panties. "I have quick reflexes," he stated, his voice no more than a whisper as he stroked over her. "If you don't trust them, I highly suggest getting there more quickly."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 13, 2010, 6:09pm
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
It was hard for Sookie not to smile as Eric said that it wasn't her arguing that made her interesting. "I think you have an interesting perspective on things too," she added, since she'd often noticed how differently the two thought, and thought it was wonderful that she got to hear his, even if it was through arguing. They saw the same event in two totally different ways, and that was exciting. Focusing very hard on the road as Eric asked if she believed she'd bore him, that wasn't such an easy question to answer. "I've worried about it," she admitted, resisting the urge to glance over at him. "I worried that once I gave myself to you, you wouldn't want me anymore," she admitted quietly, feeling it sounded a little silly now. She'd definitely given herself to him, and here he was, offering to help her raise a puppy and encouraging her to spend more time with him.
Shaking her head as Eric seemed to have no problem with being worshipped, as he called it, Sookie couldn't see it that way. "Of course you're confident. You're Eric." He did have lots of reason to be confident, but Sookie didn't. "It's just so uncomfortable. Having people judge you like that," she tried to explain, knowing she wasn't having much luck from the brief glance at his expression. He clearly wasn't understanding. "I know that," she acknowledged with a small sigh, knowing everyone would have an opinion about seeing them together tonight. "But it's worth all the attention if it means extra time with you," she finished, flashing him a small smile. Being with Eric always made her feel more confident anyway, if only by proximity. People were going to notice, but she'd be by Eric's side, so their opinions wouldn't matter.
"I haven't really thought about it," Sookie admitted as he tried to get to the bottom of her lack of traveling. Haven't let herself think about it was really more accurate, but she wasn't going to say that to Eric. She didn't want him to think she was complaining. "I've enjoyed it when I've gotten to travel lately, with the exception of all the violence," she admitted, knowing that getting stabbed or shot at always put a dent in that sort of thing. "It's exciting, getting to see new places and new things. But yeah, that's part of it." All of it, really. She had far too many responsibilities and not nearly enough money to travel like he was talking about. "I haven't really given it much thought," she admitted, giving it a little bit of thought now. "I love the water, so maybe the ocean, or a lake somewhere. Just to be near it, though. I never actually learned to swim." Gran hadn't wanted her to get lessons with all the other kids after how her parents had died, but she'd always liked being around the water anyway, if only because she liked being able to lay out in the sun. "Anywhere with lots of open air, I've always liked."
Sookie was feeling some things she couldn't quite place from Eric as they discussed her love for the puppy, but she wasn't going to press him if he didn't want to say anything. The smile he wore when she glanced over wasn't the genuine smile she'd become used to from him, but she didn't say anything. Smiling over at him and the puppy despite the strange feeling she got from him when she mentioned love, she shook her head. "I've drooled over you plenty, I just hide it better," she decided, though it was difficult to continue teasing Eric when his hand kept climbing like that. "You know, that makes it really hard to focus on the road," she protested, struggling to keep her eyes open as his fingers trailed over her panties. Biting her lip hard, she pressed on the gas just a bit more, not wanting to drive recklessly or in any way that was unsafe, but wanting to get there before Eric had a chance to distract her even more. "You're really not playing fair."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 13, 2010, 8:34pm
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
"That is because I have the right perspective on things," Eric insisted, turning his head to flash the concentrating-much-too-hard Sookie a grin. "I often wonder if you'll ever grow tired of arguing from the wrong side of things." Really, despite how often Sookie fought him, Eric seldom thought her perspective, so unlike his own, was wrong. Sometimes, it undeniably was. The vampire had experienced too much of the world to have the blind faith in others his telepath seemed to naturally- and foolishly- possess. Yet at the same time, it only added to his fascination. This girl had been victim to more than most could ever imagine in the brief breath that was her existence. She had been attacked, ostracized, judged, condemned, victimized, hurt, and belittled, but still clung to hope while refusing pity. It was unfathomable to him.
Which only led him to wonder, how could she ever worry she could be undesirable? Boring? "You believed my interest would wane once we fucked?" he repeated, not sure if he should be insulted or laugh. He settled on chuckling while shaking his head. "Sookie, I can have anyone I desire, whenever I may desire them." It was just fact, one he wasn't entirely sure Sookie would like being reminded of, but true nonetheless. "Perhaps not you," he conceded, "But with the exception of you, it has never been an issue for me. I do not even require the use of glamor. If I want sex, I can have easily accessible, disposable, satisfying sex that never requires anything more than the act itself on me. I don't have to work for it. I don't bond to it. I don't risk my existence to protect it. I don't even have to think about it. I have desired you," he stated simply, though there was nothing simple about it. He struggled with it regularly himself. "Prodding you in the direction of fucking was simply because I knew it would bring us both a great deal of pleasure." They hadn't done a great deal of defining what they were to the other beyond Sookie insisting they were 'dating,' and agreeing she was his, but he almost expected it to come and boundaries to be created. Ah, it had been so long since he had been in this position...
Listening to Sookie's thoughts on confidence, he agreed with her conclusion that just being him was reason to be confident, but he couldn't understand her own reservations. "People judge you regardless," he thought aloud. "Everyone is judged. It is what people do. There are far worse things than being judged while on my arm." Like keeping one's self prisoner in a back water state because others would force her to feel guilty for indulging her desires, for example. "Somewhere warm and sunny?" he asked as she described her ideal travel destination, doing his best not to shudder at the last word leaving his mouth. "You should consider where you would like to go." Eric would have little trouble making such a trip happen, though he wouldn't say that. Sookie would probably go into a rant about charity and money being better spent another way. "There is nothing wrong with dreaming," he added, to hopefully squelch any complaints before they could happen. "Why did you not learn to swim?"
Reaching down to pat the drooling dog's head as Sookie spoke, the Viking was really thankful for the distraction from his own thoughts on the telepath's words and feelings. "Hundr, you must have her teach you her tricks to better conceal your drooling," he instructed before lifting his gaze from the bundle of golden fur in his lap to his telepath. "And you must not conceal it so well." She seemed to be having a difficult time hiding his influence on her when his hand brushed beneath her skirt and between her legs, and the vampire could only smirk in approval as she struggled to keep her attention on the road. "I have an eye on it," he assured her, though he doubted Sookie would feel Eric's eye on the road did any good when he was in the passenger seat. Still, he could only grin as he felt the car lurch forward, her speed increase a victory for him. "When have I ever played fair?" Really, he'd like an answer to that question, because nothing came to mind. Pushing aside the flimsy fabric between her legs, she was lucky he didn't just rip it as he brushed his cold fingers over her. "Are you asking me to stop, Sookie?"
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 13, 2010, 9:45pm
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Shaking her head as Eric insisted, once again, that he was right about all thing, Sookie had to laugh. "Maybe there's not a right and a wrong perspective," she suggested, knowing that while they held two such different perspectives, she rarely saw one as right or wrong. They just had very different experiences with things, and that was okay. Sookie appreciated his perspective, even if she didn't agree with it sometimes. It didn't mean she respected him any less for it. "You do put an interesting spin on things, though," she acknowledged with a small smile, if prior experience with him and his perspective had taught her anything. Eric saw things in a way she doubted anyone else could, even if sometimes it made little sense to her.
"It crossed my mind," Sookie admitted sheepishly as Eric put her fears into some different words than she would've used, but she nodded anyway. Driving quietly as Eric explained to her that he could have anyone he wanted, whenever he wanted them, no strings attached, it didn't make Sookie feel much better, but as he got to the point, that he wanted her, she had to smile. "I've wanted you too," she told him easily now, since it had been the truth for a while, even if she'd denied it. The sex had been amazing, Eric was right about that, but that wasn't the only reason she had wanted him. She'd desired him in a lot of different ways, and now she had him, just like he had her. It could be really confusing, but there was no doubt in her mind that it felt completely right.
"I guess so, I've just never been comfortable with it," she tried to explain as Eric tried to convince her that everyone judged everyone else. She knew he was right, and having heard other people's harsh thoughts about her from the time she was little, she knew others expected that she'd have developed a tougher skin than this, but she couldn't help it. "Not necessarily," she answered as he asked if she wanted somewhere warm and sunny. "Just somewhere relaxing. Open, airy, away from all the stress at home. I think that'd be my ideal travel spot," she told him with a smile, though she didn't really know where that would be. Flashing him a little bit of a skeptical look as he said she should consider where she'd want to go, she nodded as he said there was nothing wrong with dreaming. Maybe there wasn't. "After my parents drowned, Gran wasn't so keen on setting me up for swim lessons," she admitted to Eric with a small shrug. "Jason already knew how, and he went with all his friends, but I didn't have too many then anyway." That couldn't have come as much of a surprise.
Shaking her head at Eric, trying to conceal her laughter as he talked to the dog about his drooling, Sookie glanced over at him briefly. "My tricks take lots of practice, and I have to conceal it from you. You're too confident already without everyone drooling over you…" Really, he'd be able to tell what he made her feel from now on, even more than he had before, so she wouldn't be able to conceal so much from him. Hands tightening on the wheel as Eric insisted he had an eye on the road, it didn't make her feel much better when she was the one driving, but she didn't have an answer for him as he asked when he ever played fair. "You don't," she agreed easily enough, driving just ore the speed limit now as his hand pushed aside her panties, drawing out a quiet noise from her throat. She didn't want to get into an accident or anything, but as she glanced quickly at Eric, she knew he wouldn't let her get hurt. "No, I'm not asking you to stop," she answered, her voice barely a whisper as she focused back on the road, willing herself to relax and just trust Eric.
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 13, 2010, 10:43pm
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
Listening to Sookie's theory on there not being a right nor wrong perspective, Eric let a smirk curl on his lips. "I imagine that is what those who frequently hold a wrong perspective tell themselves in order to feel better," he offered smugly, incapable of being anything but amused by their conversation. Telling the telepath just how much he valued her opinion just wasn't an option when he could tease her... not to mention keep her from knowing fully just how important she was to him. Eric may have been knocking down some of his walls, but there were still more than most could imagine in place. "Of course I am capable of putting an interesting spin on things," he agreed easily enough. "I am, after all, a politician. Yet still, I'm entirely a different kind of bloodsucker from those in your government branches."
Shaking his head at Sookie admitted almost embarrassingly that she had been concerned it was all just about sex, Eric really wanted her to understand it wasn't. "It shouldn't have," he stated firmly, honestly. It would probably be easy for her to think it was all about sex. That Eric could and would dispose of her once she no longer satisfied his more carnal desires, but that wasn't how it was, unbelievable as most would have found it. "Do not get me wrong, I am very pleased we are finally fucking," he thought aloud. "Especially when it is already far better than I thought it could be." Sex was always good, but he wasn't remotely accustomed to sex being so fulfilling... and she had the right to know he thought it was superb. "But you have had my blood. There is no easily disposing of this. If it was just about sex, I would never have given a part of myself to you." And that was really what bonding was about.
"Have you ever considered that you worry far too much about what others think and not enough about what you should think?" he asked curiously. Sookie had no reason to feel inadequate or anything less than confident. She was independent, intelligent, responsible, strong, gifted in ways others could never imagine... not to mention sexy, attractive, and able to bring a vampire to his knees. "People will judge, but if you are confident in who you are, what you are, and what you have, holding your head high, not only will the opinion of others matter less to you, but their views will become more positive. If you believe it, others will inevitably follow suit." But it was obvious that would be easier said than done when it came to the telepath. Even her ideal vacation spot seemed to have more to do with quiet and solitude than luxury or glamor of any kind. Keeping his eyes on her as she further explained things, the Viking nodded once thoughtfully. "You have known a lonely existence," he thought aloud, not dwelling on the statement long enough for much of a response. "Do you want to learn? Or do you share your grandmother's fear?"
Pausing to consider Sookie's words, Eric finally smiled while nodding a few times. "I am very confident, but I could hardly refuse the boost to my ego that would be accompanied with you drooling over me," he argued. "You could desire me much more than you do." The Viking was confident she desired him a great deal, but it wouldn't be enough to Eric until she regularly reached out to him, both physically and metaphorically. He was doing his own version of reaching out to her right now. Glancing at her hands on the steering wheel, a smirk crossed over his lips. "Your knuckles are turning white. If you keep gripping the steering wheel like that, you'll cramp... and this is much more about your release than your grip." Glancing at the speedometer briefly before smiling at her words, the vampire's fangs extended. "Good," he approved as his fingers teasing over her slick folds. "Just sit back, relax, and enjoy the drive. Thoroughly enjoy it," he added, punctuating it by letting one of his fingers slip within her. Yeah, he'd definitely be throwing her over his desk the second they reached Fangtasia.
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 13, 2010, 11:25pm
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Laughing as Eric so stubbornly insisted that he was still always right, and everyone else naturally wrong, one of Sookie's hands left the steering wheel in order to pinch his arm. "You're just egging me on now," she accused, already knowing he was, but still incredibly amused that he was insisting to such lengths. Of course he would go so far to tease her, he was Eric. "It's what open-minded people tell those who are very stubborn in order to try to get them to be more flexible," she told him, though she could only smile as he insisted he was a politician. "I never think of you as a politician," she admitted thoughtfully, probably because he was such a different kind from the ones in her government. "You are an entirely different breed from most human politicians, thank goodness."
Reaching over to rest a hand over Eric's as he said she shouldn't have been worried he was only interested in her for the sex, Sookie shook her head. "I guess I got the fear in my head before I really got to know you," she admitted, though she knew she'd barely uncovered the tip of the iceberg when it came to getting to know Eric. Part of her still thought that she'd only gotten to know him as she had because she'd put off sex for so long, giving them time to explore each other in different ways. Smiling as he complimented how good their sex was, Sookie nodded, having to agree. It was incredible. "I believe you," she assured him, hoping he knew that she really didn't think it was just about sex, or that it had ever been. It was a fear of hers once, but not anymore.
Sighing quietly as Eric pointed out that she cared too much about others' opinions and not enough of her own, Sookie'd had the thought before, but that didn't make changing it any easier. "I've considered it," she answered with a small smile, knowing that he was probably right, but that it also did little to ease her own insecurities. Still, Eric made some very good points, and she knew it. "You give some good advice, sometimes," she admitted, knowing that while she'd had a lifetime of hiding the fact that others' opinions mattered to her, she'd been unable to actually make them stop mattering. She thought she usually hid it pretty well, though it was hard to really hide anything from Eric. Not sure how to answer as he called her existence lonely, she was glad as he continued on, choosing to talk about her lack of swimming knowledge. "I'd love to learn. I've never actually been afraid of the water. The chance of what happened to my parents happening to me is really slim," she admitted with a small shrug. "Getting trapped on a bridge during a flash flood can't be really likely." Right?
Smiling at Eric's decision that he'd like her to drool over him anyway, despite his already healthy ego, Sookie shook her head. "I already desire you more than I like to admit," she told him, knowing that was the complete truth. It scared her just how much she desired him and how much she wanted to share herself with him so soon after she'd just been hurt. It was hard to be scared of how much she wanted him though as his hand made it very hard for her to focus on anything, including the road. "Someone has to drive," she reminded him a little breathlessly as he commented on her knuckles, which really were turning white from the grip she had on the wheel. They were just entering Shreveport as one of Eric's fingers entered her, and she was sure she wasn't going to make it to the club in one piece. "This is very dangerous, you know," she tried to remind him, glancing at the speed the car was going while trying not to dig her nails into the wheel and she whimpered quietly. She had to blink to keep her eyes focused, and she was sure the shuddering breaths she was taking as she sped just a little towards Fangtasia did not go unnoticed by the vampire, especially as she shifted in her seat just a little bit to let her legs move apart for him, wanting more despite her own words.
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 14, 2010, 12:38am
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
The vampire could only smirk as Sookie's fingers left the steering wheel in order to pinch his arm, a chuckle escaping his cold lips. "If you want me to stop, you will have to do better than that, my dear wrong one," Eric informed her, but the truth was, she actually had already, mostly because the Viking had no idea what she was talking about. "What is this 'egging you on' you speak of?" he asked, his brow wrinkling slightly in confusion. He had no poultry, did Sookie have poultry? Sometimes humans made no sense whatsoever. Shaking the thought from his head, he'd give her a distracting one to counter her chickens. "I have no trouble being very flexible. I will show you such a thing later tonight," he offered with a smirk. "But I am a politician. More powerful now than ever before." Sookie didn't know much about Sophie-Anne's demise, nor Texas and Nevada's takeover, but it was true all the same. "Are you not a fan of human politicians?" Could anyone be?
"I don't know why it was ever a fear to begin with," Eric thought aloud as Sookie's hand reached for his, the warmth of her touch immediately lighting his cold skin afire. "Very few can keep up with me in the bedroom. You should have known the sex alone would be enough to keep me around for some time." Sookie seemed to consider herself a blushing, well-mannered southern belle, but there was something in her that left the Viking growling, ever-ready to throw her over his shoulder and whisk her away for a thorough pillaging. She had to have known the vixen within her would compliment him perfectly. Had she known it was there at all? As she confirmed she believed him, his question flitted out of his mind, replaced with something that definitely needed saying. "Just because I desire you for more than sex does not mean we will be having less sex. There will always be more sex." She just needed to accept that now. There could be plenty of pillow talk, but definitely more sex.
"I am more than just a pretty face, believe it or not," the Viking retorted with a smirk as his telepath suggested he gave good advice sometimes. "You should have pride in all you are and in who you are. You spend too much time trying to conceal it." Almost immediately, Sookie's face featuring that phony, unnatural smile she wore on her first trip to Fangtasia entered his thoughts. It had been a strange and somewhat alarming defense mechanism and an obvious lie to anyone who was practiced in reading human expressions. There was no mistaking a smile that didn't reach a person's eyes. "I dislike most, but I am very fond of you. You are something. You should give yourself credit for it." She did a lot of hiding, Eric did too, but at least she was one better than him. She wasn't hiding from or afraid of her past. "Why don't you learn then?" he asked. Briefly considering her words, he shook his head once. "No, I imagine that is quite an uncommon end."
Being sure to flash Sookie a fangy smirk as she admitted to desiring him more than she wanted him to know, the vampire didn't want her remaining tight lipped in any way. "Don't fear admitting it, and I will not fear reciprocating," he offered, though really, he thought most were aware of his thorough desire for the Bon Temps telepath already. He couldn't keep his hands off of her, something Sookie was adorably struggling with at present. "You are driving," he pointed out as he let his finger slowly move in and out of her body at a pace that was almost tortuous for him as well. "There is no need to strangle the steering wheel in order to prove it." Her own voice and breath sounded a little ragged, so Eric made a point to speak calmly, just to further torment her. "Dangerous," he repeated with a chuckle, his eyes remaining on her face as he forced another finger within her, his speed hiking a little as the car sped with purpose as well. "I'm already dead. What do I have to lose?"
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 14, 2010, 7:40pm
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Glancing over at Eric to stick her tongue out at him when he amended his usual 'dear one' to 'dear wrong one', she shook her head. Opening her mouth to do better than that, just like he'd challenged her to, Sookie had to laugh at his confusion. Sometimes, Eric's grasp of the English language amused Sookie to no end. "It means… provoking. Continuing to tease," she tried to explain, still smiling. Still, Eric made it clear he knew some words very well, making Sookie blush just slightly as he promised her that he would show her just how flexible he was later tonight. "I might hold you to that," she promised right back, keeping her eyes on the road. "I don't doubt that," Sookie decided, knowing that what Eric wanted, he usually got, and that probably included political power. "No, not really. They're not terribly likable people."
Rubbing her hand over Eric's as he said he wasn't sure why it was ever a fear, Sookie shrugged slightly. "I think it had more to do with me than with you," she decided, taking her hand back so she could drive more safely. "You're kind of in a different league than me. For the longest time, I couldn't understand why you would possibly be interested in me. I still don't, really," she admitted with a small smile. No matter how many times he explained it, she still didn't see how someone like Eric would be interested in someone like Sookie. Smiling as Eric explained that even sex alone would be enough to keep him around for a while, she didn't doubt that either, but she wanted far more than sex from Eric. She wanted true intimacy. Still, she had to laugh as he insisted though even more he wanted more than sex, there would be lots and lots of sex, Sookie couldn't help but agree. "Like I'm going to object to that," she answered, knowing there wasn't even a chance she'd try. "Last night was incredible. We should do that very often."
Eric was more than just a pretty face, she'd known that since the moment she'd met him, but Sookie knew that though he wore a lot of hats, expert advice giver on self-confident hadn't been one she'd known about. "I've spent a lifetime concealing it," she admitted, knowing that pride in what she was wasn't something she'd ever tried or gotten used to. "People aren't very accepting of a telepath, or at least not the people I've known. Pride in it would've gotten me harassed worse than I have been." She wasn't one to hide from the world or something, she worked and lived with pride, but not pride in her ability. "Maybe," she admitted with a quiet sigh, knowing that it was a valued ability in certain circles, if not the one she was born into. "I haven't really had the time," she answered as he asked why she hadn't learned to swim yet. "It hasn't been on my list of priorities, really."
Glancing over at Eric as he urged her not to fear admitting how much she desired it, Sookie's eyes darted back to the road as she smiled. Eric had never made it a secret how much he wanted her in certain ways, like the way he was demonstrating right now. "I'm having a really hard time seeing how much you want me…" she replied sarcastically in barely a whisper as his finger moved inside her, making it hard to think and even harder to focus on the road. "I'm not strangling the steering wheel," she argued, barely able to concentrate on his words which sounded so irritatingly calm. "I'm just driving…" She was gripping the wheel too tight, but she wasn't about to admit it. "Me," she reminded him as he asked what he had to lose, since he was already dead. "I'm not so dead," she pointed out, though she really couldn't object as he added another finger to his torturous distraction. "But that feels so, so good," she admitted as they got closer to Fangtasia, her hips moving closer to his hand, really past protesting as she drove well beyond her comfort speeds. "Don't let us get arrested, okay?"
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 14, 2010, 8:47pm
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
Snapping his teeth once at Sookie as she stuck her tongue out at him, Eric couldn't help but have more than a few thoughts about things he wouldn't mind doing with that tongue, but they'd have to reach Fangtasia first... probably. The telepath would probably insist on it, though the Viking was confident he could be very convincing if given half the chance. He didn't have long to think on the many possibilities though when Sookie was interrupting his graphic daydreams with an explanation. "Provoking," he nodded in understanding. "Why did you not say that? I pondered if you were concealing poultry," he explained, as if that was the logical alternative. His thoughts were able to turn more colorful once more quickly though. "Might?" he echoed back, clearly insulted by the ambiguous answer. "Lover, the best you can do is hope to hold me to it while praying to your gods that once I start, I never stop, and that I don't break you too badly in the process." Eric was definitely not lacking in confidence.
The same could not be said of his human, however. Keeping his eyes on her as she confessed what really motivated her concern, the vampire shook his head slowly. "Sookie..." he began, his voice trailing off as he watched her silhouette as they drove. He had told her before she was something important to him and that he desired her, but clearly, doubt lingered in her mind. It wasn't unfounded, the Viking could admit that much to himself, and he could explain, he could open up enough for her to understand, but it would involve being more vulnerable than he was accustomed to being. "We will discuss it soon," he stated, not leaving the option open for debate. "Not here." It wouldn't be a discussion they could have when they couldn't even look at one another. "I didn't even check before we entered tonight. For all I am aware, your car has already been bugged." It wouldn't surprise him, though he didn't know how Sookie would react to his paranoia, but it also wasn't unfounded. It was a part of his world.
Shaking his head, Eric took an unnecessary breath and let it out as a sigh. "I wasn't even talking about your gift," he clarified, not surprised it was what Sookie so quickly believed he had meant. "Is that all you think you are? A telepath?" He really couldn't fathom that. It would be like Eric thinking he was nothing more than a vampire, forgetting his position of power, his heritage, his accomplishments, his financial successes, his victories, his struggles... "Concealing your gift has been in your best interest. It will remain in your best interest to continue to conceal it," he continued firmly. There would be many more who would exploit Sookie's talents and, though she probably didn't realize it, they would do so without the kindness and generosity Eric had offered her. She could and had protested their arrangement in the past, but Eric treated her fairly, and not many would. "But you are not defined by your gift, Sookie. You are a headstrong, stubborn, independent woman of intelligence and substance. You are a fighter. You are a survivor. Do you find no pride in these things? They are what you should not try to conceal. They are why you should hold your head high." Really, how could she be so oblivious?
Eric wasn't oblivious, however, and her own whispered words that were far from the desperate ones filled with need he had demanded were instead just a challenge to the vampire. "Is that so?" he asked calmly, his fingers moving swiftly in and out of her body as she visibly struggled with her task of driving coupled with his ministrations. "I suppose I can be quite cryptic at times," he conceded, letting his palm brush over the sensitive nub of nerves as his digits continued their assault with purpose. "But you are strangling the steering wheel. You may leave indentations in the leather." She had had a healthy dose of vampire blood the previous night, after all. "I'm not losing you," he added, his blue eyes not leaving her face, though he could see out of the corner of his eye that they were nearing his nightclub. Curling his fingers up within her, the sensitive spot within, he smiled at her. "You are safe with me. I promise."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 14, 2010, 9:35pm
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
It was difficult for Sookie to miss the wave of lust that came from Eric as she stuck her tongue out at him, something she'd need to remember in the future. It was a pretty strong reaction to such a simple thing, and it was something she planned on using it against him frequently, probably not without consequence. "I did say that," she argued as he seemed to finally get what she meant. "Why would I be concealing poultry?" she asked curiously, not sure how his mind had gotten there, but thinking it was pretty funny that it had. Still, it was hard to focus on that as his words took a definite dirty turn. Blushing at his words, she ducked her head, trying very hard to resist the urge to look over at him or do something crazy like jumping out of her seat to join him in his. Clearing her throat to try to clear her mind, she nodded. "That works too…"
Hearing her name from his lips had Sookie wanting to look over at him for another reason entirely. Sookie was incredibly self-conscious, there was no denying that, and it wasn't that she didn't believe she was worthy of Eric, but she just didn't see why he was so interested in her, out of all the humans he must have met. He always said that she was alive and a fighter, but weren't a lot of humans? She cared a lot about him, and he certainly wasn't like anyone else to her, but it was still hard to believe sometimes. "Okay," she answered, considering protesting the idea of her car being bugged, thinking it was ridiculous until she remembered Dallas. "We have plenty of time," she promised him with a smile, knowing that no matter how much confidence she lacked in herself, she wasn't giving up on their relationship anytime in the near future.
Biting her lip as Eric said he wasn't even talking about her lip, Sookie wasn't really sure how to answer his question. Did she think she was just a telepath? Part of her did. She'd spent so long trying to deal with that aspect of her life that maybe she did. Still, whenever someone asked what she was, her answer was always that she was a waitress. "Not all I am," she answered quietly, knowing he wouldn't like her other answer either. She had to agree that there were those who made it smart for her to hide her gift, though. "I'm not planning on changing that anytime soon," she agreed, navigating her way through Shreveport as he defined her in a completely different way, and one far more flattering. "No, those are things to find pride in," she agreed wholeheartedly, since they were how she would have described Gran. To think of herself that way, she wasn't so sure though. Eric was, and Eric wouldn't have said it without reason. "That's really how you see me?"
Whimpering softly as an answer to Eric's question, Sookie honestly wasn't sure if it was so, since she couldn't remember what he was asking about. It was hard enough to just to avoid the other cars and whatever else in the road without focusing on any questions Eric no doubt didn't need answers in the first place. "Quite cryptic," she decided to repeat, though she still wasn't sure what he was talking about as she made a small noise in her throat as his palm made her arch in her seat. Easing her grip on the wheel just slightly, she tried to remember to breathe, shivering in her seat as she did. "Eric, we're almost there," she moaned, meaning it in more ways than once as her hips practically left the seat when his fingers curled, making her hands re-tighten on the steering wheel and her toes curl in her sandals, slowing their speed as her eyes nearly entirely lost their focus on the road. "Just a little further..."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 14, 2010, 10:37pm
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
It was moments such as this Eric found all the languages he had learned and all the studying he had done to acclimate into whatever culture he presently found him utterly useless. Humans and their 'sayings' were impossible to keep up with. Say what you mean and mean what you say... was it really so difficult to manage? The few turns of phrase the Viking had managed to pick up were like badges of honor, but he didn't think he'd be adding this poultry escapade to his repertoire. "The eggs you accused me of using upon you had to come from somewhere," he answered her own poultry inquiry, as if it were the most logical thing in the world. "Poultry and provocation have nothing to do with one another," he continued, feeling it necessary to inform her of such a thing. Really, did humans know what they said half the time? All thoughts of chickens and their byproducts quickly drained from the Viking's head, however, at the quickly creeping presence of Sookie's blush. Did she have any idea what that did to him? If she didn't, the growl that escaped his lips probably clued her in. He never wanted a human like he wanted her.
"We will talk about this," he stated firmly, for both of their benefits. Gone was the flower carrying, date-planning man and in was the vampire Sheriff and crude businessman. It would not be compromised, nor negotiated. Sookie needed to know it wasn't just sex and that Eric's attraction wasn't some fleeting desire to slum it with someone beneath him or unworthy of him. He didn't think of her in such a way at all and never had. His attraction to her was much deeper. So much deeper it had blindsided him and left him reeling as he attempted to put the pieces together in his mind. It wouldn't be easy for him to explain, but he needed to, and he needed Sookie to hold the conversation to him, or his own desire to keep others out while protecting her would prevent it from happening. "Soon. Anywhere would be better than here." The eye contact was important to him.
Eric let out a groan at Sookie's answer to his inquiry. Of course she didn't consider herself just a telepath. She was also a waitress. He didn't even need her to voice the thought aloud, he had heard it all before. It was infuriating, at least to him, that she summarized herself in such benign and inaccurate ways. She really was so blind. For someone who was privy to the thoughts of so many, she really had absolutely no clue. At least she did seem to understand her gift was something to conceal, but it was a small victory in the grand scheme of things. "It may not always be up to you," he pointed out. A number of vampires were aware of her gift, and though she was protected by him, something that would keep others from talking too much, it was only a matter of time before her ability became more renowned. "But I hope that if that bridge is ever crossed, you inform me." He'd do what he could to clear the matter. Nodding in answer to her own question, he allowed a smirk to slip onto his lips. "Yes, it is, though I'd also add frustrating, difficult, and incredible in bed to the list."
She was also a vision in the car. It was difficult maintaining any sense of calm when the telepath he was enchanted by was making the most beautiful sounds, her body writhing and clenching in ways that left the vampire enraptured. It took so much willpower to keep from grabbing the steering wheel and forcing them to the side of the road so he could ravage her properly. "You have no idea what I am saying, do you?" he asked, but there was no amusement in his query, only desire. He had to remind himself they were near Fangtasia now and she'd be in his arms in no time. Leaning toward her in his seat, his eyes unblinking on her face as his fingers increased their pace, stroking and rubbing her from inside and out, he found his tongue licking over his lips and extended fangs as he watched her. Letting a smirk pass over his features, he took an unnecessary breath, inhaling the scent of her skin before leaning farther over, enough so that his fangs grazed over her bare shoulders. "Are we there yet, lover?"
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 14, 2010, 11:00pm
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Sookie could feel the confusion from Eric over what she'd said, though she really couldn't understand how a vampire who knew so much could be so utterly dumbfounded at one simple saying. "They're not actual eggs," Sookie pointed out as Eric explained that he had been confused about where the eggs had come from, making it tough not to laugh. "It's just a saying," she insisted, though that didn't seem to help Eric much. Sure, they didn't really have anything to do with each other, but lots of sayings were like that. She'd think Eric would be used to it by now, but if he was, he wasn't showing it. What he was showing was a whole lot of lust that never failed to make Sookie's cheeks heat up in a way that seemed to only egg Eric on, though he wouldn't want to hear it put that way. Glancing over at him at his growl, she shivered just the tiniest bit, knowing that they'd be at Fangtasia soon.
Nodding as Eric stated, not suggested, that they would talk about this soon, Sookie really wouldn't mind that at all, even if Eric didn't seem like the type of guy to want to have The Talk. Not that Sookie knew much about that, of course. She'd only had one boyfriend in the past, and he'd believed boundaries only went one way, and weren't up for discussion. Eric wasn't Bill, though, and she knew that. "Anywhere you want," she promised, knowing that this was important to Eric like it was important to her. She wanted to talk about this somewhere that wasn't the car. Cars were good for lots of things, but serious discussions about what relationships meant wasn't one of them. "I want to talk about it too," she assured him, just so he wouldn't think it was one sided or anything like that.
Eric groaned at her answer to his question, ambiguous as it was, but Sookie got the feeling that he'd known what she was going to say, what she didn't want to say because he didn't like the answer. He had a knack for doing things like that, but it wasn't Sookie's fault. She really was a waitress, whether Eric wanted to see it that way or not, and even if she was looking into getting a job using her telepathy, which was another way he didn't want her defining herself. "I know that," she acknowledged as he said hiding her ability might not always be up to her, since it really hadn't been up to her when Eric found out, but she had a feeling it wouldn't always turn out that well. "Of course I'd tell you," she promised, knowing that even if there'd been a time where she would've hesitated to accept help from him, they'd grown since then. Blushing not because his words were dirty but because they were so complementary, and maybe a little dirty, Sookie looked quickly over to him. "I don't think anyone's ever described me like that before," she admitted, more than a little touched.
Of course, Eric was touching her in more than one way as they neared Fangtasia, and Sookie couldn't help but be thankful that it'd be difficult for anyone to see inside her car. Shaking her head at his question, Sookie honestly didn't have a clue. "No idea," she repeated, since it seemed easier than thinking up her own answer, and she was having a difficult enough time concentrating on the road and not climbing out of her seat and onto Eric. Biting her lip as he leaned closer, she caught the flash of fangs out of the corner of her eye, whimpering at the sight of them combined with the motions of his hand as she tried to maintain even the slightest bit of control. Moaning at the feeling of his fangs grazing over her shoulder, Sookie braked hard at the red light before Fangtasia, back arching against the leather seat as she came, eyes finally closing as she moaned his name.
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 14, 2010, 11:54pm
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
Despite the fact that the laughter that bubbled out of Sookie at present was unquestionably at Eric's expense, the Viking couldn't help but love the sound of it and want to make her do it more. Then again, there were many sounds the vampire wanted to inspire escaping from her lips, but the laughter in particular was important. It was... happy. Though he was well aware of the fact that happiness was a foreign concept to him and that there was little chance he could ever truly make Sookie happy because of what he was, he would do what he could to at least offer her brief moments of happiness, even if she was just laughing at him. "So they are proverbial eggs of provocation," he thought aloud with a small shake of his head. "Proverbial eggs of provocation were not covered in my 'English as a Second Language' class. Eggs show up often in your sayings, don't they? I seem to recall something about putting many in a basket being a negative experience."
Really, how could Sookie be so concerned the two of them were on such different levels when something so simple as her blush could inspire such a reaction from him? He wanted and needed her, and he wanted and needed her to know that, to have confidence in it. He was certain part of the reason he had managed to lure the telepath to him was because Sookie wasn't secure or certain of what she had with Compton, and Compton hadn't been concerned with making sure she was. He wouldn't make that mistake when she was what she was to him. "Your home, my home, or a location neutral and unconnected to the both of us," he answered without hesitation. They would be safe and secure environments, something Eric considered important for such a discussion. "Do you really?" he asked, his brow quirking at she claimed she wanted to have the discussion as much as he did. He didn't know exactly what Sookie was looking for from him, but the conversation would no doubt require her telling him that. "Even if it means you cannot continue just using me for my body?" he teased with a smirk. "Well, really, you can continue using me for my body regardless. I won't play hard to get."
From their silent exchange, Eric was certain Sookie had read his mind just as he had read hers. He was determined to get her to stop referring to herself in such insignificant terms. It was like Eric proclaiming he was just a club manager. Sookie did not deserve the inconsequential belittlement. "Thank you," he murmured quietly as she agreed to tell him if her gift became common knowledge to anyone else. She was his, and Eric would not share well with others, especially others who could make Sookie's existence a living hell. "I will continue to do what I can to keep the knowledge from spreading," he added, just so she knew she was already not alone in that. Catching her eyes as she turned to look at him briefly, the vampire offered her a smile. "Perhaps no one has ever seen you with the clarity I do."
And oh, did he like the way he was seeing her now. The flush in her cheeks left the ancient vampire with a hunger that wasn't entirely about the blood that rushed to her face as she gave in to his ministrations. His hand moving within and outside of her refused to slow, he let out a growl at the feel of her impossibly warm flesh beneath his lips as his fangs scraped carefully over her shoulder. Not jolted at all when the car came to a sudden and abrupt stop, all of Eric's focus was on Sookie's face as she rode out her euphoric moment at the stoplight, his fingers stalling within her as her body clamped down around them. Slowly withdrawing them from her body, his eyes never leaving her face, he brought the digits to his lips, a growl escaping him as he tasted her on them, his eyes finally closing as he reveled in it. "Sookie," he breathed with a moan all his own before opening his eyes, a smirk passing over his lips. "Look, it's Fangtasia. I guess I wasn't paying any attention to our whereabouts or safety after all," he couldn't help but tease. "Some things are worth a little danger."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 15, 2010, 12:21am
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Eric really did have a knack for complicating things. "Proverbial eggs of provocation?" Sookie repeated, still laughing quietly and hoping she wasn't insulting him by doing so, but it wasn't like it'd be easy to stop now. "I think that's complicating it a little," she told him, though she really wasn't able to picture him sitting in a classroom. "Do you have any pictures from your class?" she had to ask, knowing it'd be completely priceless to see Eric sitting at any sort of classroom desk. "I guess they do. A lot of these sayings were probably invented back when eggs were serious business," she guessed, already knowing what saying Eric was talking about, though he was right, there were a few it could have been.
Smiling as Eric so decisively decided on a location for their talk as though it was a business decision, Sookie wished she could wrap her arms around him and tell him to relax. She could tell he was serious about this talk, and also that it wasn't something he was very used to. She wasn't either, but he didn't need to serious about this. Of course, she took it seriously too, and she didn't want him brushing it off, but it wasn't a business decision or something like that. They could talk about it without using phrases like 'neutral and unconnected to the both of us'. "Whenever you'd like, then," she assured him, since he'd already thought out the location. "I really do," she answered honestly, though she had to laugh as Eric debated aloud whether the discussion meant she could use him for his body. "That's good to know," she replied, still laughing quietly at his teasing, glancing over at him just to see the smirk she was sure he wore.
Nodding as Eric said he would do what he could to keep people from finding out about her gift, she knew that would come in handy, especially given some of the trouble that had arisen from people finding out in the past. Of course, some of it would be unavoidable, these things tended to spread from what she knew already, but if anyone could control it, Eric would. "If anyone finds out, we'll handle it," she assured him, since it wasn't like she hadn't dealt with it in the past. Of course, some of that had been really bad, and she knew it could get worse, but she had Eric now. "Maybe not," she admitted, as Eric claimed others hadn't seen her with the clarity he had, and though Sookie wasn't actually comfortable with accepting compliments, it was such a sweet thing of him to say, that she found she couldn't argue.
Brought back to her senses reluctantly but suddenly as the car behind Sookie honked, her eyes opened as she continued the drive to Fangtasia, pulling into the parking lot and parking in one of the empty employee spots. Practically gasping for breath as she turned the car off, Sookie rested her weight against the wheel, closing her eyes again as she took a moment to herself. The look on Eric's face, the way he'd moaned her name while tasting her on his fingers, the way he'd made her feel while in a car of all places made it entirely worth any danger they'd been in. Unable to even think of a retort and unwilling to move enough to smack his arm, Sookie settled for opening her eyes and shaking her head slightly. "You're impossible," she whispered, unable to come up with something wittier than that as she rested against the wheel. "I'll have to think up some sort of revenge..."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 15, 2010, 1:21am
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
Arching a brow, Eric couldn't help but wonder why Sookie would ever be curious of a picture of him in an English as a Second Language class. Sometimes she could be so odd. "No, absolutely not," he answered with a shake of his head. "It was almost..." His voice trailed off as his brow wrinkled, considering it. "Forty years ago now. Back then, pictures were just evidence of how little we changed, not something a vampire could just have floating around for others to see or find." It had been dangerous before they left the coffin. "And also, it was the seventies. No one wants pictures of themselves in the seventies, not even humans. I don't miss that decade at all. Blending in was a nightly nightmare." He had been through it all, but so much never needed revisiting.
Eric realized he was probably approaching the talk Sookie and he needed to have as if it were a business transaction of some kind, but in a way, it kind of was. They would both need to lay their cards on the table, negotiate, and come to some kind of an agreement. He couldn't let her continue fearing the things she was, and neither of them could fear heavy discussions with the other if they were going to have anything more than a very satisfying sexual relationship. Not that that would be a bad thing... "Hmmm," he thought aloud as Sookie offered to let him pick a time for it. "The sooner the better. Things will only grow more complicated if a great deal of unspoken words and concerns hang in the air between us. When the opportunity presents itself, we must seize it."
Eric was all about seizing opportunities, something that didn't need saying as he continued to purge his fingers of Sookie's presence like she was a rare delicacy. In his opinion, she was. Meeting her eyes as she opened her own while slumped against the steering wheel, he could only smirk as she called him impossible. "I do try," he murmured, stretching unnecessarily and smugly in his own car seat. His smirk only became more prominent at her 'threat,' his fangs once more extending before he licked over his lips. "Lover, I am looking forward to your attempts already, but you should be well aware, I never give up and always get the last word." Pausing for a moment before opening his car door, he smirked. "That should give you something to thoroughly look forward to as well."
Plucking the puppy from his lap before exiting the car, closing the door behind him, in a breath of a moment he was on the other side of the car, opening Sookie's door for her, undoing the buckle that kept her in place and practically lifting her to her feet before closing the door. "Did you see the line out front? The vermin are anxiously waiting for us," he mused, leading her to the back door of the club, his face quickly draining of any emotion to put on the mask of contempt necessary to deal with the tourists, fangbangers, and employees alike. Leading her to his office, the vampire's eyes swept over the change of clothes awaiting him as well as the clearly brand new dog supplies that rested on his couch. "I will never hear the end of that, and when a vampire says never, he means never," he thought aloud with a sigh before kicking off his flip flops and pulling off his shirt, tossing it back to his desk chair. "Do you think he will defile my office while we are out front? Should I have him sat upon so he cannot get into trouble?"
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 15, 2010, 1:59am
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Sookie wished she could have seen Eric in a classroom, but the idea of seeing him in 70's clothes, or the clothes of any decade was something that made her laugh. "I don't blame you," she agreed with a smile, knowing how bad the clothes from that era had been, and how dated the pictures from that period had looked. "I still would've loved to see pictures," she decided, unable to keep from smiling even more. "You must've experienced some pretty interesting fashion trends," she decided, glancing over at him. "Have you kept anything from any of them?" The pink lycra proved that Eric could pull anything off, but if he owned any sequins or tie-dye, Sookie wasn't sure she could handle it.
Eric seemed to be giving the talk they were about to have a lot of thought, something she wouldn't have expected given how she'd heard women complain about how men hated that sort of thing. Eric was not most men, but she hadn't expected him to be so determined about it. "We could have it when we get back to your house tonight, if you'd like," she suggested, since it seemed that their time at Fangtasia was already spoken for. He seemed to be approaching the relationship very logically, and while Sookie was pretty sure that wasn't usually how it went, maybe that was a good thing. Dating was something neither of them had a lot of experience in, and this was already more serious than dating. It needed to be discussed.
Eric really was being impossibly smug about their car escapades, but Sookie couldn't entirely blame him, even if she wanted to. Stretching her own legs, not really willing to leave the car just yet, she looked over at him, smiling. "Sounds good to me," she agreed a little lamely but honestly, still not quite up to thinking up something witty. The idea of trading revenges with Eric sounded nothing short of spectacular, since she knew how stubborn they both were. It could go on for a long time, she had no doubt, even if Eric thought he would get the last word. Laughing as Eric practically lifted her to her feet, she shook her head as he asked if she saw the line out front. "You really expected me to notice that when you were doing what you were?"
Sookie honestly hadn't seen much but the inside of her eyelids while parking the car, but now that she was by Eric's side, she could see how busy the club was. "They're not vermin," she corrected half heartedly as he took her inside, making her actually do a double-take as all the emotion drained from his face. He wore one expression one minute, and a completely different one the next, it was almost hard to keep up. "I don't know how you do that," she commented quietly, walking the path to his office and closing the door behind them so he could change. "Wow, that's a lot of stuff for him," Sookie commented, looking over the dog supplies, though she was easily distracted as Eric started undressing. Shaking her head, Sookie started setting up a doggy pen complete with a fake little patch of grass if he needed it, as well as a lot of toys. "I think he'll be fine," Sookie answered, placing him in the doggy pen to let him explore and putting a bed in there as well as the toys. "You know having someone puppy-sit him doesn't mean they actually sit on him, right?" It was worth checking. "He'll be okay like this, though. He's a good boy."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 15, 2010, 2:50am
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
Returning Sookie's smile, Eric couldn't help but share her amusement. The decade had been no one's finest hour, that much was undeniable. There had been just so much repulsive-colored polyester, he couldn't help but think Sookie was fortunate her knowledge of the time wasn't from firsthand experience. Nodding at her question, he couldn't help but chuckle. "Oh yes, many, many trends that are best not revisited. I really don't miss most of them," he added. The jeans and t-shirts he wore lately were as comfortable as he had ever been when it came to apparel. "I don't have much anymore. When often fleeing haphazardly in the middle of the night and only able to take with you what you can carry, one can't bother with many physical mementos of their past. If you thoroughly investigated my closets, however, I'm sure you'd find a few things that probably should have been disposed of long ago."
Considering Sookie's suggestion for a long moment, the vampire was torn between agreeing, just so they could have the inevitable discussion and progress forward and putting it off himself if only so they could get to the fucking. The internal debate was excruciating. They needed to have the discussion though, that much was certain, so slowly, he nodded. "Done," he stated, as if the first of many negotiations to come had been completed successfully. "Though we may have to interrupt it a time or two so you can use me for my body as you like to do," he thought aloud. No one could say he wasn't willing to compromise. It really would be important for them to clear up a few issues though if they were going to make things between them at all functional. He wouldn't refuse a disagreement that left him pushing her up against a wall either...
Actually chuckling as Sookie insisted the patrons of Fangtasia weren't vermin, he wondered if she would change her feelings once she was bombarded with their thoughts. After hearing so many of their whispered conversations, he couldn't think very highly of them himself. "What would you prefer I call them?" he asked curiously. "Customers? An adoring audience? If I am remotely kind to the humans- and it would be a very forced and faked kind at that- they would be unbearable." They were pathetic enough when he scowled and sneered at them, forcing them all to stay a healthy and tolerable distance away. He couldn't imagine how pathetic they would be if he tried to play nice. "You don't know how I do what?" he asked glancing back at her, wondering if she had noticed his shifted demeanor. No one could accuse the telepath of not being perceptive.
Stripping out of his remaining clothes and tossing them over to his chair as Sookie began setting up what Eric could only consider an obnoxious amount of equipment for a dog, the Viking could only arch a brow. "Even my employees are coddling him," he muttered before grabbing the all black clothes hanging and quickly tugging them on. Almost ruefully putting on shoes instead of his flip flops, he quickly returned to Sookie's side, offering her a hand to help her up once the dog was set with way too much to entertain him. "Of course..." Eric nodded unconvincingly as Sookie clarified what pet sitting involved. "Someone actually sitting upon him could only do him good with all the coddling he has already experienced." Pulling her to him, the vampire leaned down, nuzzling his face against her neck, inhaling her incredible scent that would too soon be covered up by the foul air of the front of the nightclub. Reluctantly standing tall once more, he kept her close to him, his eyes locked on hers. "Let us get this over with. A gin and tonic for you?"
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 15, 2010, 3:23am
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Laughing at the idea of Eric in some of the trends that the decades had brought with them, Sookie tried to envision Eric in something disco-appropriate or paisley or something like that. She failed, thankfully, since she wasn't sure she'd look at him quite the same after that. "I'm sure you made even fringe look sexy," she replied honestly, though she had to wince at the mention of fringe. "Are there any you do miss?" she had to ask, though Sookie thought he looked fantastic in modern clothes. Frowning slightly at the idea of Eric having to flee anywhere, Sookie lightly touched his arm, though she knew he wouldn't really understand the attempt at comfort for something that happened so long ago. "Maybe I'll look into that one day," she decided, wondering just what Eric would have there.
Wondering if the whole discussion would be so official sounding as Eric decided that they'd have the talk when they got to his house, Sookie smiled, leaning to kiss his cheek. "Relax. This isn't some business deal," she reminded him, though he seemed to remember that plenty as he decided their discussion would need to be interrupted a few times. "That sounds about right," she agreed with a laugh, since it seemed neither one of them was entirely capable of keeping their hands off the other now that they had set things in motion. She was sure the discussion would have its serious moments, but it was ultimately to bring them closer together, something both of them really wanted, and seemed willing to open themselves up to.
Staying close to Eric as he asked what he should call the people who came to Fangtasia, Sookie frowned just slightly. "Customers. Paying customers who come here to support your business, even if you don't like them," she added, having recited the same thing to herself more times than she could count while trying to remember to be polite to the customers at Merlotte's. It rarely works. "They're not here to hear you now," she reminded him as he argued that if they got too close, they'd be unbearable. "I'm not saying you shouldn't keep them at a distance," she agreed, having heard enough of their thoughts to know it was a good idea. "But still." Looking over at him as he asked what she was talking about, Sookie smiled just a little. "Your whole… attitude. You're like a different guy when you're here. It's like putting on a coat or something," she decided. A very heavy coat that seemed to weigh on him a little bit, but she wasn't going to say that.
Watching as Eric got undressed while setting up the puppy in his pen that would no doubt come in very handy, Sookie smiled up at the vampire. "Everyone loves puppies," she pointed out, giving the little guy a kiss on the nose as Eric continued to get dressed. Taking his hand and standing, almost reluctant to be parted from the puppy, but she knew it was for the best, and he looked sleepy anyway. Staying close to Eric as she wrapped her arms around him, sighing happily as he nuzzled her neck, Sookie closed her eyes for a moment, enjoying the quiet before the storm. Nodding as he remembered her drink choice, something that still impressed her, Sookie had the feeling she'd need it for the crowd ahead of them. "Absolutely," she answered, deciding to be the brave one and move towards the door, taking his hand as she opened it again, trying to prepare herself for the onslaught of thoughts that she knew would come. "We can do this…"
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 15, 2010, 4:05am
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
Eric could only chuckle openly at Sookie's theory on his possible fashion choices, especially after she actually winced over the thought of them. Really, the Viking couldn't help but feel that was an appropriate reaction. When it came to clothes, more often than not, Eric hadn't known what the society around him was thinking. Still, it had always seemingly worked for the time and only seemed entirely ridiculous once attire had shifted in a new direction. "Animal," he answered immediately. "Fur, hide... it was all quite enjoyable. It is unfortunate that now such a thing is considered taboo. I have many memories involving such garments..." His voice trailed off and he found himself quirking a brow as Sookie held his arm, the look on her face strange to his sight. He definitely wasn't used to seeing this expression directed at him. What was it? The feeling he received through their bond didn't make matters any clearer to him. "What is this?" he finally bluntly asked, finding it easier to just inquire than to wonder. "Are you... sorry for me?"
Closing his eyes for a moment as Sookie's lips pressed to his cheek, the vampire couldn't help but turn his head, catching her lips with his own for a moment. "It isn't?" he asked with a small smirk. He tended to approach most situations in his existence with a pragmatism that probably seemed inappropriate for something that involved 'feelings' and 'relationships.' This was definitely unfamiliar territory for the vampire. "You may have to use me for my body more frequently then, so I don't become rigid in a way that isn't beneficial to your use of me," he decided with a smirk, fangs extending. "How can one be anything but relaxed after incredible sex?" He'd need to treat this formally often, just to see if she would take his advice...
Actually chuckling as Sookie defended the vermin, he really didn't think she'd be so flattering once she was out in the front and reminded fully of how vile they were. "They are more content when I am cruel to them," he stated honestly. "They expect it." They also deserved it, in Eric's opinion, but that point was irrelevant and Sookie wouldn't like hearing it. "Fangtasia isn't a traditional club, Sookie," he pointed out. "The humans who come here expect certain things, things no human should want and certainly do not need. We give it to them." That included the black on black all the vampires wore, the ear-splitting gothic music that played, the threat of blood and death, and the brooding vampires who loathed the inferior humans venturing into their playground. Offering her a small smile at her observation, he vanished that quickly as well. "You have always been perceptive. You have your uniform for work, I have mine... the only difference is I've worn mine for a millennium."
Casting Sookie a doubtful look as she claimed everyone loved puppies, she clearly didn't know what he and other constant figures of the nightclub had done in the past to the overgrown ones who talked. "Not here, they do not," he stated before quickly adding, "but nothing will happen to this one." Not without major repercussions anyway. "Now stop coddling him. He is in training." Or something. Eric wasn't certain he'd ever make for a guard dog when he was being raised like this already. Laughing as he followed her to the door, he closed the office door behind her, leading her out to the club. "I do this every night. It is you who will be challenged to make it through." Pushing open the door between the front and back of the club, the vampire stood tall as his senses were overwhelmed by the atmosphere expertly created for the desperate audience in attendance. Glancing to the bar and giving a nod instead of a drink order, he led Sookie through the rapidly parting bodies, back to the table always reserved for him. Holding out a chair for her, his eyes sweeping once around the immediate vicinity, he waited until Sookie sat before sinking into his own chair, his feet reclined out into the aisle way. "You seem to be handling it well so far," he murmured, trying not to smirk. Only Sookie could make entering a nightclub look as if it was a painful experience. "It's apparent I should have no trouble whatsoever convincing you back here."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 15, 2010, 4:44am
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Sookie couldn't even pretend to be surprised as Eric said that animal had been his favorite thing to wear. "I could see you in that," she answered without hesitation, though she took her time in picturing him in something like that. "You'll have to share some of those memories with me sometime," she decided, knowing that since it was Eric, they were no doubt the types of memories that had started the cliche about sex on a fur rug in front of a fireplace. Not sure what he meant as he asked what this was, she realized quickly that he was talking about what she was feeling. "Not sorry for you," she clarified, knowing she personally hated whenever anyone felt sorry for her. "Sorry that you had to leave so much behind. It must have been hard." Sookie only had to move once in her life, and that had been hard enough. She couldn't imagine doing it so much.
Smiling as Eric caught her lips with his, Sookie shook her head, not entirely agreeing. "It's about what's in here," she told him, pressing her hand against his chest. "Not up here," she continued, tapping his forehead lightly. He had already told her that he didn't know much about emotions, but they could both explore the definition of the relationship together without turning it into something all forma. "Oh, so that's how it is," she laughed as he tried to use her logic against her for more sex. "You might have a point," she began to agree before shaking her head. "But if you wear me out too much, I won't be focused, and as you already pointed out, you're a politician. I've gotta be alert around you or you'll be sneaky." Eric had a way of getting what he wanted whether Sookie was alert or not, but she already knew this talk wouldn't be like that. This really was about compromise and understanding each other.
Shaking her head as Eric tried to explain the interaction between him and the people who came to the club, Sookie couldn't understand it, but then she never had. "I never really understood it," she admitted aloud, since there was no point in hiding it. She was sure it was written all over her face. "People seem enthusiastic enough about it though," she admitted, already hearing the hum of thoughts and music from within Eric's office. Every time she'd been to Fangtasia, it was incredibly busy. Sookie might not have gotten it, but plenty of other people wanted to be a part of it. "You look good in black," she admitted with a smile, as Eric pointed out his uniform for work, though it went deeper than that. It was his whole demeanor that was his uniform, and it was strange to see him put it on. "Though personally I like you in cool colors better. They make your eyes stand out." His eyes were hard not to notice anyway.
Frowning as Eric mentioned that people here didn't like puppies, Sookie shook her head, knowing he had to be thinking of Weres. "Not two-natured puppies. Regular puppies," she reminded him, wondering how his mind was always jumping to the supernatural ones. She was lucky the supernatural wolves didn't ruin him for her little puppy. Trusting that nothing would happen to her little Hundr, she nodded, holding onto Eric's hand as he led her out to the club, wincing slightly as the wave of thoughts got louder with proximity. Tuning it out as best she could as Eric led her to a table, she sat across from him, smiling and moving closer to him despite the staring. "I'm handling it just fine," she protested, smiling in what could only be called relief as their drinks were brought over, taking a sip when it was set down. "I just need to get used to it," she admitted, shaking her head. "Even Merlotte's takes some getting used to some nights, and this is definitely not Merlotte's." She had to wonder how close he wanted her to get in front of his adoring audience, but as she focused on blocking out the thoughts around them, Sookie could admit it wasn't so scary. "You really do this every night? Just sit here and let them stare at you?"
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 15, 2010, 7:42am
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
"You wish you could," Eric corrected just as quickly with a smirk to Sookie as her mind clearly wandered to thoughts he had been eager enough to put in her head. Nodding in agreement as she volunteered to hear memories surrounding such a fashion choice, he stopped mid nod in order to offer the telepath a lascivious gaze. "Or instead we could simply make some new memories." It seemed a very fair alternative, one he was more than willing to interrupt Sookie's daydreams in order to offer. Capturing the hand that she had rested on his arm with his own hand, he lifted it to his lips, kissing her palm as he cradled her hand, shaking his head. "That is wasted regret," he stated simply. "Those were just things... inconsequential things. It is part of this existence to leave things behind. Abandoning possessions is nothing. There are much more difficult things to lose." It was abandoning people that could sting and Eric knew that all too well.
Letting a smirk cross his lips as Sookie pressed her warm hand to his chest, he could feel the heat of her through the thin material of his black shirt and almost groaned in anticipation at the contact... at least before becoming thoroughly distracted by her thumping his forehead. Abruptly snatching his hand upward to wrap around her wrist before her finger could tap his cranium once more, the vampire intertwined his fingers with her own. "Let me see if I have it," he offered with a smirk, extending his unoccupied hand forward and immediately groping her chest through her dress. "It's about what is in here," he murmured, his hand not stopping as he leaned down, his lips pressing to her forehead before whispering against her skin, "not up here." They were going to have a difficult time keeping on point in their discussion... and Eric might not have a problem with that. Taking a step back from her but keeping their hands interlocked, he shrugged his shoulders. "Regardless, I will be sneaky. I can be diabolical enough, you will never see me coming." Pausing for a moment, he leaned down to meet her ear, his lips brushing against it. "Actually, I hope you do."
Of course Sookie didn't understand the appeal of Fangtasia. That was part of what made her so appealing to Eric. Even tonight, she was dressed head to toe in white. She would be a beacon in a sea of black. "People have never known what is good for them," he thought aloud with a shrug of his shoulders. "You came here once willingly enough," he pointed out as almost an afterthought, his eyes meeting hers. "Was it really only to inquire about past clientèle or did you possess a macabre curiosity?" Sure, Sookie had met Bill by then, but Compton was no vampire. Fangtasia and the vampires who brooded there were the stuff of legends, what people expected when they had first learned the undead walked among them. "Should I assume you were not enthusiastic?" She sure hadn't seemed to be, but that was yet another thing that made Sookie such a puzzle, such a mystery. He never really knew what went on in the confines of her mind. "I look good in everything," he stated, his voice only holding a hint of teasing before he pulled her through the doors of the club. "What are 'cool colors'?" he asked curiously. If Sookie liked him in them, he'd be sure to wear them more.
Not taking his eyes off Sookie as the drinks were delivered to the table, he only acknowledged the additional human there with a dismissing wave of his hand before wrapping his pale fingers around the bottle of TrueBlood. He couldn't take a swallow and leave the bottle sit as he had the previous night here, no. Fangtasia had to keep up the illusion of mainstreaming, no matter how much it killed his already dead self inwardly. If he didn't do it though, none of the other vampires present would. The last thing he needed for his night with Sookie was a police intervention because one of his subordinates got a little carried away. "You nearly look in pain," he mused, hiding his smirk behind the bottle, taking another drink before setting it down on the Fangtasia napkin. Letting one of his arms rest across the table, he held his hand out to her, palm up. Sookie seemed to find it easier to read humans when touching them. Perhaps touching him would offer her a more dominant silence. A chuckle momentarily escaped his lips and he couldn't help the smile that fleetingly crossed his face. "No, this is definitely not Merlotte's."
Nodding his head once to her, his eyes leaving her to look out over the club, he took careful note of the other vampires in the room, his eyes meeting each of their own before looking to the next. "Six nights a week," he corrected after all his silent greetings had been exchanged and his eyes could return to her. He was thankful she had just had a healthy dose of his blood. He wasn't about to yell over the music in order for them to converse. "We are closed on Mondays... and it is a little more than that," he continued, lifting the bottle to his lips once more. "The tourists expect pictures, the vermin expect hostility. I must be available to my subordinates to deal with any problems that have arisen and any vampire who crosses into my territory is expected to seek an audience with me for permission. I take meetings now and then and excuse myself to the back, and I must be available for calls should my king or queen need to contact me, or the Sheriffs of the other Areas. And then there are the normal things that go with running a bar. Dealing with unruly patrons, distributors, employees, inventories, malfunctioning equipment..." He let out a sigh while returning the bottle to the table once more. "But mostly, yes, sit and be stared at. It gives me a great deal of time to think... something that was a great inconvenience to me before you returned my attentions."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 15, 2010, 5:50pm
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
"I really do," Sookie replied with a quiet laugh as Eric pointed out that she wished she could have seen him in furs and hides and clothes like that. It must have been quiet the sight, though Sookie had to wonder when in time this had been, aside from probably his own. Unable to help looking mildly surprised as Eric said they could make their own new memories, Sookie wondered if that was possible. "Do you still have things like that?" she asked curiously, since Eric had said most of those things were long gone. Smiling quietly as he kissed her palm, Sookie stayed close to Eric as he dismissed her worry for him. He was right, that things could be replaced, but there was so much Eric must have lost over the years, things that, like he said, were much more difficult to lose than just possessions. It must have been much harder to be a vampire than the people who crowded Fangtasia wanting to be like them assumed.
Eric did not seem to appreciate being lightly tapped on the forehead as Sookie made her point, something that made the telepath laugh. Holding onto his hand as he laced their fingers together, she shook her head at him as he reached for her own chest in a very different way before kissing her own forehead, Sookie gave his hand a squeeze. "Not exactly, but at least you're listening," she teased, knowing very well he was doing it on purpose. Eric had always been very enthusiastic about her chest, no matter the situation. Smiling as he turned even her teasing over him being a sneaky vampire into something suggestive, she laughed and placed a kiss on his shoulder. "I'll have to keep a careful eye on you, then," she promised, turning her head to catch his lips as he brushed them against her ear.
Sookie had to agree that people didn't really know what was good for them, but this seemed to be taking it to new extremes. Then again, Eric kept the place safe enough that she was sure, while not her scene, the people here were safe enough. "I'm here willingly now," she reminded him, nodding as he asked whether she'd really visited her first time only to look into the girls' deaths. "I only found out about it when I started looking into the murders, but I'm sure I would've found out about it eventually even if I hadn't, and then I would've come just out of curiosity." And more than likely gotten herself into a whole lot of trouble, but she would've looked into it eventually. "It was kind of terrifying, the first time I was here," she admitted with a laugh. "But I think the humans scared me more than the vampires." That had been true enough. Smiling as Eric corrected that he looked in everything, Sookie should have expected that, but she reached up to lightly touched his hair as he asked what cool colors were. "Blues, greens. Like that." Maybe she was the only one who thought the vampire looked fantastic in them, but she doubted it.
Smiling at the waitress who delivered their drinks, Sookie thanked her before taking a sip of the gin and tonic, unsurprised to find that it was really good, given that it was Eric's club, and Eric was a perfectionist. Laughing quietly as he said she looked nearly in pain, Sookie didn't doubt it. "It can be a little bit of a headache till I get used to it," she admitted, knowing just how loud the voices could be until she tuned them out, which could take a couple minutes in situations like this. Looking at his outstretched hand, Sookie took it without hesitation, closing her eyes and smiling more genuinely. "That helps," she told him, taking comfort in how quiet Eric was to her and using it to help quiet everyone else too. "How'd you know it would?"
Sookie couldn't believe Eric spent so much time at Fangtasia, but she guessed that was why it was so successful. He really cared about his business, and it was obvious that he put in the work. "It's vampire central for Shreveport," Sookie decided, something she'd known for a while, but maybe not understood. A lot more happened at Fangtasia than she'd suspected. Legitimate vampire business sounded more common than just humans fawning over the vampires, though even Sookie could see that it made a good cover. Then, add the amount of work that went into running a bar, something Sookie saw plenty working at Merlotte's, and Sookie wasn't really sure how he did it all. "You work so hard. I had no idea so much happened here," she admitted, rubbing her thumb over the back of the hand she held, still decidedly ignoring the stares they got. "And now that you have my attention, what will you sit and think about?"
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 15, 2010, 7:56pm
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
Waggling his brow as Sookie agreed with his words, Eric couldn't stop the smirk on his face from becoming more of a grin. He really didn't mind the idea of his telepath thinking of him running around in animal skin. He had a feeling that despite her very demure, ladylike appearance and her proper, modest demeanor, her imagination could rival his own. "Doesn't everyone?" he asked, answering her question with one of his own. "At the very least, everyone should. It is an enjoyable experience. And that is exactly why I am not deserving or needing any sympathy. Things that have been lost can always be replaced, especially if they were enjoyed. I like surrounding myself with things I can thoroughly enjoy." He had the feeling that Sookie may have quite fairly suspected that already.
It was almost impossible for Eric to remember he needed to at least put in an appearance in the front of the club when he had Sookie's breast in his hand. "I put my own spin on it," he offered with a smirk, using her own words from earlier for his defense as she pointed out he hadn't exactly mastered the meaning of her own remarks to him. His telepath had a nasty habit of wearing far too many clothes around him when they were alone, a habit he wouldn't mind breaking her of starting immediately, and his desire to do so was only amplified by the sensation of her lips against his shoulder, followed by his lips. His desk was so close now... and though he knew at least his children out front would be aware he had arrived, he was sure there'd be no emergency that desperately needed his attention for at least a few minutes. Looking between the door and the desk a few times, he sighed to himself. He didn't entirely lack discipline, but when it got between him and making Sookie scream his name, he really hated it.
Glancing to Sookie as she claimed to be here willingly now, his blond brow arching upward, Eric very nearly chuckled. Sure, he hadn't forced her to come with him to the nightclub. He would have been content enough to drape himself in a chair, scowling at the patrons in solitude before retreating to his home and meeting Sookie there. Looking between Sookie and the fangbangers and tourists who lined the club's tables, bar, and dance floor, it was just difficult to imagine this solitary angel had willingly entered his personal hell. Still, he listened curiously as she answered his question. "I admit, our advertising to the Bon Temps area has always been somewhat lacking," he conceded, fighting a smirk. He hated the hillbilly haven that cluttered his territory. He had all but balked at Compton when the Seattle vampire had requested to take up residency there. "It was Bill who told you of it then?" he asked, trying to put that piece of the ongoing puzzle in his head together. "I am somewhat surprised he allowed for you to come." He didn't think Sookie would react well to that. Sookie didn't allow for anyone to do anything in her life, but he also had a difficult time believing Bill was encouraging her through his doors. Glancing back to the humans who loomed constantly near, seldom daring to cross some invisible line that surrounded him and his table, he shook his head. "Afraid of the humans," he sighed, though the corner of his lip was turned upward. "You are never afraid of what you should be, do you know that?"
Taking another small, painful drink of the synthetic blood in front of him as Sookie's hand gripped his own, it was always a challenge to get through the bottle of crap before the faux blood within it had the chance to cool and become even more foul. "I didn't," he answered her inquiry honestly, though Eric was as relieved as she was that their connection seemed to offer her some kind of peace. "When you need to listen to someone, you tend to ask to touch them, or just do so," he continued, his thumb running over the top of her hand as he looked out unseeingly at the club. "I believe you mentioned it making things clearer. If their inner voices become more clear with touch, and vampires offer you silence, I hoped I would magnify silence. Also," he continued, both his eyes and head turning to look at her own, "I enjoy touching and being touched by you in any way possible whenever you are near."
Shaking his head once while reaching for his bottle of blood, in a way it was good Sookie was here tonight, trying to piece together what he did and understand. It was important to Eric that she did. "No, it is the headquarters for vampires in Area Five," he corrected. "My territory stretches across the entire northern part of the state and every vampire within it, regardless of where they reside, is expected to frequently check in here and put in for the time they owe to me. There are many vampires outside of Shreveport yet still within my territory, but they are expected to come to me." The hierarchy wasn't incredibly complicated, though there was much Sookie had no idea of. "It is really not so much work," he insisted, though he didn't sound convincing to even himself. All Eric did was work. Sure, it was dotted with sexual escapades and blood, but mostly, it was all work. Even what he did outside of Fangtasia tended to be business for his Area. That was changing a little as he allowed himself to focus a little more on a certain telepath residing in Bon Temps though. Glancing over at the humans openly staring at him and Sookie, their whispered words privy to his ears, the vampire's lip curled slightly, flashing a little fang at the gawkers before looking back to Sookie. "That is easy. I will think about what I will do to you when we have the chance to be alone."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 15, 2010, 9:48pm
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Shaking her head at Eric's apparent belief that everyone owned furs and hides that they could just wear around whenever they wanted, Sookie wasn't surprised, but she couldn't really relate either. "I don't own any of that," she admitted with a small shrug. "I can't be surprised that you have them, though," she continued, not entirely objecting to the idea of seeing him in them. "I'd noticed," she agreed, letting her mind wander to visions of Eric in such outfits. "I think you'll need to show me these things you enjoy so thoroughly," she decided, though she knew there were lots of things that had nothing to do with fur that Eric thoroughly enjoyed that he could show her. She had a feeling he'd agree.
"That you do," she agreed as Eric said he put his own spin on what she had said, smiling as he handled a phrase not unlike the one he'd protested to earlier. Kissing Eric was something addicting, and though Sookie knew she had to pull away not long after she found his lips with hers, she sighed quietly, silently wishing they didn't have to see the club at all tonight, but knowing she'd promised him. He'd survived a night in the bottom of her closet for her, this was the least she could do. The club wasn't quite as bad as she remembered it, at least not in some ways, but maybe that was because it was still early. Still, she wasn't leaving Eric's side if she could help it. She didn't trust some of the looks she was getting.
"Oh, we know about it in Bon Temps," she told him with a laugh as Eric said the advertising there had been lacking. "Gosh, no. Bill would've kept it from me if he could," she agreed, ignoring Eric's choice of words, for now, since that was how Bill would've put it too. "Jason told me. He and Hoyt were here, and Jason told me about it. I asked Bill to take me and pretty much told him I'd go on my own if he didn't, and that was that." Bill wouldn't have wanted to 'allow' her to come, but no one said what she could and couldn't do. Nodding at Eric's assessment that she was never afraid of who she should be, given on her fear of the humans at Fangtasia, she flashed him a small smile. "You've got some pretty scary fangbangers around here, don't fool yourself. I'm attacked by humans as much as I am anyone supernatural."
Listening as Eric explained that he hadn't known that holding his hand would make her mind quieter, she smiled as he told her what he'd observed when she used her powers, and how that'd encouraged him to think of this. "It worked really well. It's a lot easier to control like this," she told him with a smile that only grew as he finished his explanation. "I like that too," she told him quietly, knowing he would hear. It was so strange how she could feel any sense of intimacy with him in the obnoxiously loud club, but sitting like they were, holding hands, she definitely felt close to him. "Though I have to say, I'm surprised you tried for something so innocent." Holding hands seemed very chaste for Eric, but it really did help her.
It was tough trying to understand what exactly Eric was responsible for when the vampire world worked so differently from the human one Sookie was used to. Vampires definitely didn't operate under a democracy, and it took a little work to really get who was in charge of who. Listening carefully, she nodded slowly as she processed the information, wondering how the vampires farther away from Shreveport felt about having to come from so far away, but figuring it wasn't actually such a bad trip for a vampire. "Who are you trying to convince?" she asked as he stated that it wasn't so much work, not believing that for a moment. She didn't think Eric bought his own words either. Smiling at his answer and trying to ignore the staring people, Sookie kept her eyes on Eric's, watching only him. "I hope we have the chance to be alone a lot. Not just for the sex," she clarified, though that was definitely there. "I've loved being able to spend so much time with you lately. This is the happiest I've been in a long time." Sookie had been beaten up physically, emotionally, mentally, and a ton of other ways lately, but being with Eric made all that feel like it was healing. She could absolutely deal with some gawking tourists for the chance at more of that.
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 15, 2010, 10:41pm
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
"Hmmm," Eric thought aloud as his eyes traveled blatantly and without shame over Sookie's body. He didn't neglect an inch of her skin before once more meeting her blue eyes with his own. "We may just have to change that." Eric had an imagination on him too, one that wouldn't be wasted. "Yes," he finally nodded, mostly to himself. "You would be a treat like that." Who was he kidding? Sookie could wear a trash bag and he'd think it was a treat. A smirk spread quickly across his lips as she thought aloud that he needed to show her what he enjoyed, the suggestion in her words obvious. He loved it when she encouraged him. "I would be quite willing to expose you to the things I enjoy," he practically growled. "I won't be content until your education in such is very thorough as well." Did his telepath have any idea what she was capable of doing to him?
Eric was stuck in a mental debate with himself. Every ounce of his being was screaming for him to turn around and drag Sookie back through the door of his office, rip off her clothes so she couldn't consider replacing them, and claim her for the entire club to here. Before he had the chance, his mind would kick in and remind him that he'd never hear the end of it from the vampires mulling around the club, and while that wouldn't bother him in the slightest, Sookie would only end up blushing and embarrassed. She already smelled faintly of sex, so Eric did his best to keep himself planted in the seat at his table, despite his more animalistic instincts. Damn logic and a human's ability to feel unnecessary shame...
"Do you?" Eric asked, his brow quirking at the news, somewhat surprised. His own experiences in Bon Temps left a great deal to be desired, his interaction with Sookie the great exception to the rule. The rural community, despite having their own novelty vampire, wasn't very welcoming to the undead. He wondered if the Shifters and Weres ever grew a set and exposed their existence how the town would react. He kind of wanted a front row seat for that shit storm. "I hadn't realized your brother had been here," he stated honestly with a shrug. Eric didn't know much about Jason Stackhouse, but obviously he was nothing like his sister considering she had captured Eric's attention the moment she had first walked through the door and the Viking would have been oblivious entirely to Jason's presence had Sookie not told him. Still, her explanation intrigued him and Eric rearranged the mental puzzle pieces once more silently. "You are frightened by the trash?" he finally asked with an almost cold laugh to match his demeanor. "Are you being silently threatened now?"
Nodding in approval as she insisted it was easier to keep her composure while holding his hand, the vampire had no intention of surrendering it while it was once more in his possession unless forced. Now that he knew it actually did help, he'd know to do the same again should he ever see those nearly pained, overwhelmed expressions pass over her face again. Taking a drink from his bottle of blood as she called their connection innocent, he couldn't help but smile as he pulled his legs under the table and leaned forward. "Don't be fooled, lover. I would enjoy having my hand on much more of you than your own hand, but that is not the message I wish to send to others," he stated simply, his eyes not leaving hers. He never did anything without having a reason, and though he wasn't sure Sookie would appreciate knowing her presence was sending any kind of message without having been informed of it prior, he was doing what he was sure was in their best interest. "If I treat you like an object to satisfy my desires, they will assume you are." His head tilted toward the audience of humans and vampires alike slightly before continuing. "You are mine now, not a temporary companion for the night. This is more telling to all present that you are in my existence." Whether Sookie knew it or not, she was staking a claim on him as well, though he had a feeling if she glanced over to some of the humans present, she'd be aware.
Taking another drink of blood and successfully draining the foul bottle, he pushed it to the edge of the table, unsurprised when it was immediately cleared away. "Both of us, perhaps," he answered with a small smile. "It is not more work than I can handle and I do not mind being busy. Being idle is where trouble lies." No vampire wanted to be completely alone with their thoughts more than they had to be. Listening as Sookie spoke once more about being happy, the vampire really struggled to wrap his mind around it. "How are you happy?" he asked curiously. "Why are you happy?" She had pushed him away so much before finally, slowly, giving into him. It hadn't been an easy struggle. Would this last? Or was it only a matter of time before he was pushed away again and the supposed happiness she had found in him suddenly misery? "You desire to be alone with me often for more than sex? Why?"
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 16, 2010, 12:04am
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
A light flush warmed Sookie's cheeks as Eric's eyes roamed her body as they were, making her pulse pick up undeniably. Eric had a way of warming her up with just a look, and now was absolutely one of those times. Licking her lips without realizing it as he decided they could change that, Sookie nodded in complete and whole hearted agreement. "I think we have to now," she agreed quietly, biting the lip she'd just licked as she saw the smirk spreading on Eric's. It was probably dangerous to encourage Eric as she was, but she wouldn't have it any other way. "I wouldn't want you not to be content," she answered, her voice barely above a whisper even in the loud club, but it was loud enough. "I very much look forward to learning everything you're willing to teach me." She would've been willing to start just then, but she knew Eric had business to take care of, and she didn't want to get in the way.
Nodding to confirm that yes, even Bon Temps knew about Fangtasia, Eric wondered how small town he really thought they were. He was probably right, whatever he thought, but even so, people knew plenty about the vampire bar, and just loved to gossip about it. It'd been that way for a while now. "If there's a bar around, Jason's probably been to it. Anywhere he thinks he can pick up new girls, he'll stop by." There was really no point in trying to think that wasn't why Jason had visited. "You probably didn't notice him because he was probably busy chasing some girl." Eric wasn't Jason's type just like Jason wasn't Eric's, and she couldn't help but be incredibly thankful for both those facts. Shaking her head as Eric called the customers trash, she couldn't be okay with that, and a small, sharp squeeze of her hand around his hopefully said more than disapproving words that could've been overheard. "I'm not frightened, I'm just not anxious to get close," she clarified. "I've been around way scarier than half-drunk girls mad that I'm sitting with their dream vampire." Not that that was a good thing. She'd rather the half-drunk girls be the scariest thing in her life. "Of course I am. They're not very creative, though, so you don't have to worry."
Taking a sip of her own drink as Eric explained why he had only tried to hold her hand when usually, he'd have tried something a little less appropriate. Her eyes stayed on hers as a small smile settled on her lips, touched that he was thinking of not only himself and what he wanted right then, but how others would think of her and see their relationship. He wanted them to see it as something lasting and meaningful, a real connection instead of just a physical one. "I think I like that," she decided, knowing that any sign of a claim would have bothered her in the past, but that Eric didn't mean it like that. He meant to make sure that others respected her and didn't just think she was sleeping with him, which was true. Leaning across the table, she placed a lingering kiss on his cheek. "You can be really thoughtful when you want to be. Don't worry, I won't tell."
Glancing up as the empty bottle was whisked away, Sookie shook her head. "You've got some impressive service here," she noted, knowing that it could be pretty hard to find. Smiling just a little as he answered that he was trying to convince both of them that it wasn't much work, she still wasn't sure she believed that it wasn't more work than he could handle, but she wasn't going to say anything. "It's always better to stay busy," she agreed, feeling that way herself. He seemed very interested in how she was feeling, though, as he asked some strange questions about her happiness. "You're thinking too much about it," she told him gently while trying to come up with the answers herself. "I feel like… like I can let go around you. Like I can let go of all the stress, the fear, the pain, and just enjoy myself. I feel like you listen to me, and respect me, and want good things for me, for us. I can just be with you." Those types of questions were so hard to answer, though, she had to wonder if she was doing a remotely good job with it. "I feel like we connect in a way that's not about blood or sex. I'm not sure it's something I can define…" Eric was the one who was good with words, not her.
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 16, 2010, 1:07am
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
Oh, the things that blush could do to him. It was something so simple, something Sookie regularly reminded Eric she had no control over whatsoever, but it was enough to drive a vampire mad and the Viking Sheriff of Area Five was no exception to that rule. His blue eyes trailed the movement of her tongue as she licked absentmindedly over her lips and all he could think about was nipping at those lips until they bled while quietly groaning in desire. He had to remind himself the smell of such a thing would create a frenzy, especially given how extraordinary Sookie's blood smelled and tasted, so with a great reluctance, the vampire blinked a single time, trying to force his mind in a less fulfilling direction. "I have so much I am eager to instruct you in," he promised in a gravely whisper all his own. "But what of you?" he asked. "I am eager to make certain you are completely content as well." Sookie Stackhouse would be the death of him.
Recalling his last visit to Merlotte's, Eric did his best to envision the redneck crowd that had littered the tables sitting back and discussing Fangtasia, and it was all he could do to keep himself from laughing openly at the very idea. He was somewhat amused anyone but Sookie from Bon Temps had successfully made it through the front doors. The vampires who manned them tended to be choosy about what worthless vermin were allowed through the doors. "I imagine he was unsuccessful then," the Viking thought aloud, to explain both not noticing any sibling of Sookie's and not having had the chance to see him since. "If he doesn't have fangs or didn't want fangs in him, his attempts here would be mostly futile." It was what everyone in the club was looking for, after all. Sure, humans would pair up at last call when it was clear they hadn't attained what they sought, but few would let their goal go until then. Glancing at their interlocked hands as Sookie squeezed his own pointedly, a blond brow quirked up, a small smirk curling on his lips. She was so sensitive about the garbage... he wondered if his references to his customers would end up being a part of their discussion later. "Do not even acknowledge their presence and certainly don't bother getting close. It would only give them the attention they crave." He was a master of ignoring them. "Eventually they will go away." Not really, but they would circle around another vampire and take their pouting away from their table.
Lifting their conjoined hands to his lips, he kissed the back of her hand before returning their interlocked hands to the table. He really was going out of his way to not treat Sookie how people would expect. Everyone, but Sookie... well, probably her too, knew she was far from the first human that had sat with him in the club. She definitely wouldn't be the first he had left with. Those girls, however, didn't ever find a spot across from him again. He may have publicly traced their arteries with his finger, but that didn't mean he'd hold their hands or even hold a conversation with them. He didn't even usually learn their names. Sookie was different. Smirking slightly as she leaned across the table and kissed his cheek, Eric rolled his eyes though a small smirk crossed his lips. "If you're going to say things like that out here, I will have to banish you to the back," he informed her with a small shake of his head, the smirk still tugging at his lip. Hopefully all the vampires in the club tonight had grown disinterested in his presence and conversation once they realized he had his human in tow. "If it will help get you naked later though, I will be willing to repeat it in private." There. Reputation in tact.
Looking around almost in confusion as Sookie stated the service was impressive, he knew she couldn't be talking about the Fangtasia employees. Clearly, she was though. "They are frightened of me," he stated, as if that explained it all, and it did. He wasn't a normal boss. He was a boss who could rip disappointing personnel's heads off without a second thought. At least Sookie didn't hear any of them call him 'master' or something. She'd probably take issue with that. Scoffing just once as she insisted he was over thinking her happiness, she didn't understand how it was all so puzzling to him, but Eric wanted to understand. He needed to understand. He wanted to make her happy, silly as he was sure any other vampire would find it, so knowing what he had done or could do to keep her such a way, to keep her with him, was important. "Is just being rare for the living?" he asked, more perplexed by her answer than he even was before. It was for him, but Sookie was something else entirely. "We connect in an undefinable way that isn't just blood and sex," he repeated back, though it wasn't much of an answer. "How is it important for you to connect to another?" This was probably bridging on the discussion they needed to have in private. His eyes quickly scanned around the bar, wondering if he could get away with taking his leave much earlier than he expected. "Do you desire another?" he asked, gesturing momentarily to her drink. "I think you are the only person who has ever ordered such a thing here."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 16, 2010, 4:04pm
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Eric's quiet groan was all the conformation Sookie needed that she was blushing once again. Eric always had a reaction to that, though she didn't truly understand it, and she definitely didn't have any control over it. His words made her shiver just a little bit as they whispered back and forth, words she wouldn't want anyone to overhear because it was just for the two of them to share. "I would be completely content to learn from you," she assured him, sure that she would be more than content, more like eager, to see just what Eric wanted. "And I could be a very content prize for a certain Viking," she added, knowing that while she didn't particularly like being thought of as a prize under normal circumstances, if Eric was going to get all dressed in fur and other animal things, Sookie could go for some pillaging.
Shrugging as Eric decided Jason must have been unsuccessful in his pursuit, Sookie didn't really want to think of it. "Maybe. I sort of hope so. I don't know how Jason would do around a vampire girl. I kind of think she'd try to drain him." Jason wasn't the smartest around girls, so eventually he'd screw up. Regular human girls had shot at him before, and thankfully missed, but vampire girls wouldn't miss. Nodding at his advice, she would have thought it was cold, except she could tell from the thoughts of the gawking crowd that they liked to be ignored and mistreated, and she could also hear their fairly harsh thoughts about her, comparing her to other girls who had apparently sat in her spot. She was ignoring that, but it didn't really endear them to her. "I'm not sure they will, but I'm certainly not gonna start getting to know them," she decided with a sigh.
Smiling as Eric lifted their hands to his lips, kissing hers, it was pretty obvious what Eric was doing, even if he hadn't explained. The fangbangers were all comparing her to girls Eric had before, and Eric was doing everything he could to show them that Sookie wasn't disposable. It was thoughtful of him, like she'd said, and though she didn't love his past, it wasn't like either one could change it. She'd been the one rejecting him for so long, so it wasn't really his fault he'd been busy during that amount of time. "You've been threatening that for a while," she teased as he said he'd have to banish her to the back for her words. "Your office doesn't sound so bad to me." Sitting out front wasn't either, but she knew what Eric had planned for the back. "Yeah, cause you need help with that," she replied sarcastically, still smiling as he mentioned their words helping get her undressed. "You seemed pretty good at it on your own."
Shaking her head as Eric clarified that the waitresses at Fangtasia weren't skilled, just scared, Sookie wasn't sure she approved of that, but she could tell from their thoughts that they really liked working there, so she was going to keep quiet about it, for now. At least until it became an issue. Right now, they seemed to be focusing on Sookie's attempts to define happiness at Eric's request. "Isn't it rare for you?" she countered, knowing Eric had said that it was really rare that he got to be himself. "I'm not most humans, I don't know what they go through," she admitted with a small shrug. She couldn't speak for anyone but her. "I know it's really rare when I get to be myself without worrying what anyone else thinks, and I get to do that with you." Nodding as Eric repeated her words but didn't seem very satisfied with them, Sookie wondered how else to answer him. "I'm not really sure. I have to feel something. Do you feel it? Something between us, I mean? Not the bond, not lust, something else?" Maybe if he felt it, she wouldn't have to define it. Shaking her head as he asked if she wanted another, Sookie didn't think that was such a good idea. "One is plenty for me. Really no one else orders it? What do people normally get?" Sookie had only gotten it because it was pretty much the same everywhere she went, and a hard drink to mess up despite being a good one, but she'd had no idea it was so rare.
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 16, 2010, 8:07pm
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
The things this girl could do to him without even trying... It really did take all Eric's willpower not to push her up against her immediately and just take her from behind. He held out hope that, no matter how quickly or slowly their relationship developed, he would always be able to cause that alluring and tempting hue to rise on her flesh. Tonight, he'd make it a mission to study just how much of her flesh blushed every time her precious modesty kicked in. Keeping his eyes locked on her own, they showed signs of lust he was sure were echoed in his own gaze. His blond brow quirked as she decided she would be willing prize and the vampire let out a quiet but obvious growl before shifting necessarily to conceal the effect she was having on him. "Content or not, you are asking for so much trouble, lover," he warned her in their whispered tones, a smirk crossing his lips to show a hint of the extended fangs behind them. "I am very good at being trouble. As my prize, you will be many things, but I do not think content is how you will choose to describe yourself then." He wouldn't have done his job properly if it was.
Quirking his brow at Sookie's theories about her brother, the vampire couldn't help but be curious. He didn't know much about Jason Stackhouse and wasn't really anxious to change that either, but his telepath's words amused him. "Would you like him to be drained?" he asked teasingly with a smirk. He could make that happen quite easily, though he didn't think Sookie would take him up on the offer. She seemed to be in a constant battle with herself over whether or not she loved him unconditionally or if she was just disappointed in him. "Should I meet him?" he asked after another moment. Sookie wasn't just another warm body beside him for a night, he did care for her. It would have been customary to meet her family, he was sure, and she repeatedly said he was all the family she had left. It was impossible to predict what Sookie would want. One minute, she would be all about traditions and the next, an independent, modern woman. "I would be willing," he added, though he imagined the elder Stackhouse would be a giant waste of time from what Sookie had already said of him. "If it was something you wanted."
Briefly laughing as she stated she wasn't going to get to know the fangbangers who lined the club from wall to wall, Eric couldn't help but shake his head. "I am amused it was ever a fleeting possibility in the first place," he thought aloud, his amusement slipping away in order for him to cast a quick, disapproving look around the club. "I do not even know their names," he admitted, though it wasn't for lack of the humans' trying on a nightly basis. He had been told- repeatedly- but none of it truly reached his ears. It was still beyond surreal to him that he really did care so little for what humans said, yet he clung to every word Sookie spoke as if he required it to maintain his existence. "Without me," he clarified with a smirk as she decided being banished to his office wasn't a bad thing. He was confident enough to believe that constituted punishment, though it'd be just as much punishment for himself being left to the fangbangers with his telepath so near by. "I have to be good at it," he responded as she teased him about being good at taking off her clothes. "You wear far, far too much in my presence. I need to start ripping more of it off of you." It could be a solution... at least in his opinion.
Eric conceded Sookie had a point with a slight inclination of his head. It was true, neither one of them could be considered normal and both wore masks to keep all others from catching a glimpse of what laid behind it. He supposed simply being was significant, though it made him feel a twinge of regret that he kept so many walls still up and so many layers still on. "Yes," he answered honestly as she asked him if he felt something between them that wasn't connected to what they had forged or desired. It had unsettled him for long enough he could admit to that much now. He didn't like feeling. It created a vulnerability he didn't want to have, but he couldn't shake Sookie Stackhouse. Would it be better to return to feeling nothing than to have what he shared with her? Yes, he knew it would. It would keep him existing, without distraction, without interruption, without the complication of another, but he couldn't. He didn't want to. "Yes, I feel that." Willing to distract even himself from their conversation before it took a private turn, focusing on her drink was an easy solution. "Anything mimicking the coloring of blood, beer, things with names you would call obscene, foul smelling things that pollute one's breath, blood, and mind..." his voice trailed off, his lack of patience for drunks obvious as he shrugged. "You are the only one I have seen order it. Is it common?" Standing to his full height abruptly, still holding firmly to her hand, he looked down at her. "Dance with me. It is just the excuse I need to put my hands all over you."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 16, 2010, 9:12pm
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Smiling at Eric as he said she was asking for trouble, Sookie nodded, staying close to him, her eyes still locked on his. "I know," she answered, and she really did. Everything about Eric told her she was asking for trouble, from his growl to the look in his eyes that she was sure was very similar to the one in her own. They were whispering, but she could still hear it in his voice, as obvious as the fangs that showed behind his lips. He very much promised the trouble she was asking for, and at his words, Sookie glanced down before looking back up at him. "No, I'll be content after," she agreed, sure that wasn't the right word to describe what she'd feel while being his prize. "But you're the one with the vocabulary with all the dirty words. I'm sure you can describe what I'll feel better than I could." Eric had a knack for that.
Eyes going wide as Eric asked if she'd like to see her brother drained, Sookie anxiously shook her head. "Absolutely not, and don't you say that again, Eric Northman," she whispered, shuddering just a little. Jason was a manwhore, but she was the only family Sookie had left. She knew he was just teasing, but she didn't even want to hear it said. Shocked out of her worry as Eric asked if he should meet her brother, Sookie was torn. It'd be a disaster, but it'd still mean a lot to her. "You'd do that?" she asked, smiling as he said he'd be willing. "I think that'd be real nice of you, though you probably don't want to hear that. I'd like it a lot. Should I set something up?"
Tilting her head at Eric, Sookie dared a glance at their audience. "Well, you spend a lot of time here. I thought maybe…" Shaking her head, Sookie wasn't entirely sure what she had thought, but confronted with the reality of the thoughts in these peoples' head, she couldn't really blame Eric for not getting to know their names. They were… really single-minded, only interested in a pair of fangs when vampires were so, so much more. "They're so misinformed, I can hardly believe it. Aren't you insulted that they only see you as this cliche with no depth?" Eric had seen and done so much, he was capable of so much and there was so much to him, and these people couldn't care less about that. Jaw dropping as Eric said he'd send her to the back without him, Sookie shook her head. "That'd be miserable and you know it. Mostly for you. I'd have a puppy to play with, and you'd have only fangbangers." The fangbangers would probably like that, though. "I wear an appropriate amount of clothes," she protested, though he probably thought appropriate was too much. "No ripping clothes off of me," she protested with a shake of her head. "I've got a limited wardrobe and I will not have you destroying it." She couldn't afford to replace a wardrobe, especially not when she was missing so much work, but it'd almost be worth it to have Eric so enthusiastic.
Eric and Sookie were both so unique within their own races, Sookie couldn't imagine how their relationship would translate for other humans or vampires, but she had a feeling that it only worked for them. Smiling as Eric answered that he did feel what she was talking about, that connection between them that had been impossible to deny even when Sookie had tried with everything she had to do just that, even when she belonged to another, and despite both their best instincts. Nodding as he admitted to it and then quickly changed the subject, Sookie knew it wasn't something he really wanted to discuss here, where they could be overheard, but that the important part was that he said he felt it too. "That sounds awful. Not the beer, I'm used to beer." That was what they mostly served in Merlotte's, after all. "Just everything else. I don't know if it's too common or not. I guess they sell just fine at our bar," she shrugged, not entirely sure, but she'd seen people order them. Lighting up as he asked her to dance, Sookie nodded eagerly, standing and giving him her other hand as well. "I love dancing," she answered, wondering if Eric knew that. "Like you need an excuse, though…"
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Post by Eric Northman on Aug 17, 2010, 3:33am
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
"Thoroughly fucked," Eric offered, his eyes still locked on hers. Sookie had asked for a description, and the vampire was confident that accurately summarized what the results of her quest for trouble would get her. "In a few different ways." He had already made it a goal to leave her incapable of walking properly after they were through for the night, but with all the trouble she was asking for, that would be only the start of it. Eric wasn't unfamiliar with giving into some of his more basic instincts when it came to the bedroom, but he had never expected Sookie to encourage him so boldly. Was this the effect of his blood, or had there always been a vixen beneath the surface of the southern belle? He didn't know, but he hoped it was the latter. He didn't want this wearing off anytime ever. "You will be the greatest prize I have ever attained." It wasn't a question. He was certain of it.
The Viking couldn't help but the smirk that curled on his lips at Sookie's reaction to his offer to have her brother drained, especially the warning that included his full name. "Relax, Sookie It was just an innocent question," he chuckled. "And you shouldn't be so worried. As long as your reaction is as it was, he is quite safe, both within Fangtasia and in general." At least, from the undead. Jason may not have had Eric's protection as Sookie did, but anyone who interfered with her happiness or hurt what was important to her would be dealt with by him. Nodding in answer to her question, he offered her a small smile. "Yes, I would do that," he agreed, though he flinched slightly at her use of 'nice.' He just wasn't nice. "Mondays would work best for me, but I can be available any time with notice. Just let me know when."
Shaking his head as her voice trailed off and her own head began shaking back and forth, the vampire really didn't think the creatures who crowded his club were worthy of names, let alone worthy of him being aware of the monikers. It was bad enough just knowing they were there. "No," he answered honestly, her question almost making him chuckle. "After all, I see them as a cliche with no depth. I only care that they regularly purchase drinks and pay the cover charge. And what good would them being curious of me beyond my dick and fangs actually do? There is nothing of myself I would share with these vapid voids. All they need to know of me is what they can see or hear on a nightly basis just by being in the club. Anything more is just unnecessary." Casting a glance out at the vapid voids in question, he couldn't help but smirk at her words. He hoped none of them thought the expression was for them. "It would be just as miserable for you, knowing I have only the fangbangers to entertain myself with, despite having a puppy to distract you." Easily turning his attention back to Sookie as she sought to protect to her wardrobe, the vampire nodded once. "That is exactly it. What you call an appropriate amount is actually far too many. I make no promises it will last." He'd sacrifice Sookie's clothes without a second thought to get her out of them more quickly. He'd replace them willingly, but sometimes a vampire needed what a vampire needed... and Eric was sure he always needed Sookie naked.
Anxious to get the conversation and his mind off the serious, personal turn their discussion had taken, dancing seemed an easy escape. It wasn't something he did often at the club despite the large, accommodating space set aside for such a thing. It wasn't for lack of invitation- he was approached by too many on a nightly basis begging for such a thing- nor was it for a lack of ability or a fear of a damaged reputation. There was something just intimate enough about it, he could never justify indulging the trash. Sookie, however, was something else entirely. Her entire face seemed to light up at the mere suggestion, and the vampire was left making a silent mental note to take her out to do such a thing again in the future, far away from the crowded dance floor of Fangtasia and the mostly classless moves that seemed to count for dancing that were performed there. "What kind of dancing?" he asked as he led her away from the table in the back and onto the dance floor, letting the humans part ahead of him to allow their passage. Turning toward her before pulling her into his body, he rested one of his cold hands on the curve of her hip, his eyes immediately looking down into her own. "You are right. I need no excuse. I just enjoy enjoy everyone knowing you are mine."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 17, 2010, 12:30pm
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
It was impossible not to blush at Eric's choice of words. A silent 'o' formed with her lips as she processed that, followed by a small but not so innocent smile. Sookie was sure the description he gave was completely accurate, though that didn't actually help to tone down the color that flooded her cheeks. If anything, knowing how true his words were only made her blush more. "In a few different ways," she repeated, not entirely sure what that meant, but knowing Eric, she'd find out. He rarely said anything without fully meaning it, and that particular statement sounded like a promise… or a threat, she wasn't entirely sure which when with Eric, they were practically the same. "What makes you so sure?" she asked curiously as he said she'd be the greatest prize he'd ever attained, knowing that he must've had a lot of prizes in his time. She hoped she was, though. Still, she couldn't be too concerned as she smiled, her eyes still unwilling to leave his. "I can't wait." She knew whatever Eric planned for them would be amazing, even if she couldn't jump him at the club to find out just then how mind-blowing it would be, something part of her very much regretted.
Raising her eyebrows as he called offering to have Jason drained an innocent question, Sookie shook her head. "I'm pretty sure you're confused on the meaning of that word," she told him, but relaxed anyway since he didn't seem to mean it. "That's good," she decided with a couple nods as he told him Jason was safe in and outside of Fangtasia. Jason would find his own trouble without getting mixed up in hers. Smiling as Eric agreed to meet Jason, Sookie couldn't be happier that he was offering to talk to her family, or what was left of it at least. He knew tradition was important to her, and that was exactly what he was offering. "Nope, we'll make it a Monday," she told him, knowing Jason could work around that if he had to, and she'd make him. "I'll talk to him as soon as I can and set something up." Pausing, she studied Eric very carefully for a moment. "Jason can be an ass sometimes. I really hope you'll take everything he says with a grain of salt. He'll just have my best interests at heart… probably." Sometimes that could go definitely and frustratingly awry, but she hoped this wouldn't be one of those occasions.
Eric didn't seem upset about the humans around him seeing him in such a shallow way, but it upset Sookie that so many humans saw so many vampires this way without ever giving it a second thought. Vampires had such substance, they weren't just to be used for pleasure, even if they were real good at that too. That wasn't all they were. Eyes going slightly wide at Eric's language concerning the parts of his anatomy that the fangbagers were interested in, the blonde shook her head, not quite liking it. "Maybe you don't mind it, but I don't like it very much," she decided, not liking the idea of staying in the back while the fangbangers entertained him either. "They look at you like you're a piece of meat. It's not right." There was so much to Eric, and they weren't even a little interested in getting to know him. Still, she brightened despite herself as Eric made his case about her wearing too much clothing, though she shook her head, pretending to object and not really succeeding. "Well, we can see about doing something about that in private," she compromised, anxious to get some privacy in general with him, even if it meant losing some clothes. All in all, it'd be a small price to pay for some time alone with him.
Dancing first was far from unwelcome, though, and as he brought her onto the dance floor, she couldn't wipe the smile from her expression. "All sorts, though I've never learned anything formal or anything like that," she told him as he asked what kind of dancing she liked. Still pressed against him as she wound an arm around his neck, smiling at the one on her hip, she debated protesting the 'mine' claim, but decided to let it go. She wasn't a fan of possessive pronouns, but she was feeling a little possessive herself in front of all Eric's admirers. Besides, it was true. Independent as she was, she was Eric's, and there was really no denying that. Moving her hips against his as they danced, her body swaying to the music, Sookie smiled up at her vampire. "Do you get to dance a lot?" she asked curiously, since it was his club, but she got the feeling he didn't do this often. It was sort o a pity. "Because I think you should get to… but only with me."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 17, 2010, 7:57pm
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
Another long, quiet growl reverberated through Eric's chest as he watched Sookie's reaction to his words, the vampire clenching his fists and digging his nails into his own palms, the only thing to keep from simply launching himself at the girl with complete abandon. Reining in his desires was nearly impossible as she smiled at him so coyly, seemingly willing to find out just how thoroughly fucked she could be, her blood flushing her face and deepening the blush that was already present and tempting. "The things you do to me, lover," he murmured in the whisper they maintained, confident his own desire was obvious to her. He had never hidden how much he wanted her, even when she was claimed by another, so he wouldn't start now. He couldn't understand how his own desire could be so potent, even after he had taken and claimed her. His interest usually waned so quickly, but Sookie was the exception to every rule. Eric had never been one for rules anyway. "What makes you question that you aren't the greatest prize I have ever claimed already?" he asked in return. If his telepath didn't understand that the draw she had on him and his insatiable desire of her was something rare and unique, he wasn't doing his job properly.
Actually laughing as she informed him he didn't truly know the definition of the word 'innocent,' he could only give her a guilty smirk. "Perhaps you're correct. I don't truly get to use it very often." There wasn't a whole lot of innocence in his world. Sookie was pretty much the one and only exception. "When you have picked a Monday and made the arrangements, I will be ready," he agreed easily enough, but he could only arch a brow as she went on to inform him that he shouldn't give any weight to anything her brother said. "And what should I be prepared for?" he asked, thinking it was probably better to know ahead of time than to be surprised. He didn't deal well with surprise. "You know, the last few times I have met a girl's family because of such tradition, someone has died," he thought aloud, though 'the last few times' spanned a thousand years. His own death had been the end result of meeting a girl's father and brothers, and he had met Bianca's family after impulsively killing her during their post-coital bliss. "If I am prepared, perhaps that can be avoided this time." Maybe Sookie wouldn't want him meeting her brother after all.
He could only smirk in amusement at how wide Sookie's eyes became at his blunt words, his telepath an infinite source of entertainment simply by being herself. She was so obviously upset by the way the fangbangers regarded him, he honestly couldn't understand it. It may not have been his mind, his history, his experiences, nor his wisdom that held their interest, but what little they studied of him, they worshiped. He didn't see the problem. "Would you prefer they took a deeper interest in me?" he asked curiously. Eric wasn't entirely sure how this 'dating' thing worked, but he was relatively certain anyone attempting to know more of another's partner was considered a negative thing unless the initial relationship wasn't very sound. "Would you prefer I take a deeper interest in them? Am I more than a 'piece of meat'?" Might as well get all of the questions out at once. Glancing over at the fangbangers in question, it was all the vampire could do to keep himself from visibly shuddering. Regardless of Sookie's answers, he had no intention whatsoever of getting to know them any better than he already did.
He'd keep an eye open to make sure none of the humans gathered at the club took his turn on the dance floor as an opportunity to grope him. Sookie would probably be upset if someone ended up with a crushed hand or a broken arm because of his actions. It was difficult to worry about as her own arm snaked around his neck, the warmth of it flushing through him in the best way possible. "Nothing formal? That's a shame," he thought aloud. But as she began demonstrating what she did do in the ways of dance, her hips moving against his own, the vampire let out a groan, pulling her body even tighter to his own. "Then again, maybe it's not," he hoarsely whispered, his hand moving from her hip to wrap around her waist and pull her flush to him, his own body eager to create friction with her own. "No, I don't indulge often," he answered, having a difficult time focusing on her questions as he fought back more primal urges. "Only with you? Are you becoming possessive, Sookie Stackhouse?"
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 17, 2010, 9:16pm
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Biting her lip at the sound of the growl from Eric's chest, Sookie reached down for his hands, uncurling his nails from his palms and lacing his fingers with hers. Even the touch of their palms seemed intimate, but she was sure that anything would have with the way he was looking at her, a look she was sure was mirrored in her own eyes. She could see his eyes dart to her cheeks as he took in the blush she was sure was there, one she half-wished she could make go away, but for his reaction, maybe her modesty was worth it. "I know the feeling," she whispered back, wanting him as badly as it looked like he wanted her. Glancing down as he asked why she questioned being his best prize already, she shrugged slightly before looking up into his eyes. She had a lot of competition for that position, but that wasn't the most romantic thing to say. "Maybe I'm just anxious to have you prove it to me," she suggested with a small smile, entirely aware of just how close their bodies were, and how close she wanted them to be.
Laughing at Eric's amusement when she accused him of not knowing what innocent meant, she didn't doubt for a moment that it was true. "I'd imagine not," she agreed as he said he didn't get to use the word often, knowing it had to be something rare for the vampire. Nodding and making a mental note on how to coach Jason to be ready to meet Eric, she wondered where would be the best place for it. Her house, probably. Definitely. "He'll probably try that macho, man of the house stuff," she warned Eric, wrinkling her nose. She wouldn't have minded it so much if he'd done anything to earn the title. "He'll want to make sure your intentions are good, and probably ask a lot of inappropriate questions. He'll also probably say a lot of stupid things." Jason was good for that. "Let's keep that from happening," she answered as Eric said someone had died the last time he'd met a girl's parents, wondering when this had happened before and deciding not to ask. It was probably better not to know.
"No!" she answered decisively as Eric asked if she'd prefer they took a deeper interest in Eric, wrinkling her nose at the thought. Maybe she was getting a little protective herself, but she didn't want that. "I'd just rather they respect all you are than be interested in parts of you I'm not too eager to share anyway," she answered with a small shrug. She was sure that sharing part would come up in conversation later. "No, no being interested in the fangbangers," she answered, though she was sure that wouldn't be remotely difficult. Eric had made his opinions of them clear. "You're way more than a piece of meat, though." Eric had so many dimensions to him, she didn't like anyone thinking of him as just a sex object, for a few reasons.
It did occur to Sookie that she got to do a little claiming of her own as Eric took her to the dance floor, but she could focus on nothing but him as she finally got to touch him more than she had, bringing a smile to her lips. "Do you know lots of different types of dance?" she asked as he said it was a shame she didn't know anything formal. "Maybe you'll teach me sometime," she suggested, knowing she'd love to learn, especially from Eric. Still, if his groan and the way he pulled her close were any indication, he approved of the way she already danced just fine. Hips swaying in the same way they had been, even as he pulled her body flush to his, she let herself go the way she always did when she danced, enjoying it all the more because of the friction it created with Eric. "That's too bad," she decided as Eric told her he didn't dance much, smiling a little bit as he accused her of becoming possessive. "Maybe a little," she agreed, tracing her fingers on the back of his neck up to his hair as she moved against him. "Maybe you're rubbing off on me." That was definitely a possibility.
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 17, 2010, 10:11pm
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
It was almost amazing how much Eric found he desired Sookie. He was used to being an object of desire himself, it was something he had been able to rely on and use to his benefit for his entire existence, but he wasn't used to wanting someone else like this. She was just a simple human, someone he had only known a short time even by mortal standards, yet he wanted her like she had been something missing from his existence for far too long. He couldn't really imagine growing tired of her, nor imagine wanting her any less than he did at present, and he practically clung to her hands as she intertwined her fingers with his, as if only that would keep her from escaping his grasp. He knew it would grow more difficult as more came to learn of what was shared between them, this opportunity to simply indulge in their mutual desire would be short-lived, but he would do everything within his power to get back to it as often as he could. There was no denying what he wanted. "I will prove it to you," he promised easily enough. "Tonight, tomorrow night, the night we are next together... for as long as you allow me. I like being right," he added with a small smirk. "I will prove I am right about my greatest prize so even you cannot contest it's accuracy."
Arching a brow as Sookie explained how things with Jason could go slightly awry, the vampire did his best not to smirk. The very idea of some little human boy attempting to put Eric in his place was nothing short of hilarious, but the Viking was a professional at keeping both his face and amusement in check. He probably wouldn't be as well-behaved as a pushover such as Bill would have been, but he could handle the boy's ritual. "Are my intentions good?" he asked with a small smile. "In my opinion, my intentions are good, but a little questionable, and some of them, I don't think your brother would like to hear." Was it common for humans to talk of their sex life as boldly as the undead? He didn't think so. "What kind of inappropriate questions?" he asked with a smirk. This could be kind of fun. "I will do my best not to kill anyone," he offered, since he was guilty of that the last time. "But I would appreciate no one attempting to kill me as well." He had just as much experience with that. "You said he had been here, so he is not opposed to vampires, correct?"
The vampire could only smile briefly as Sookie quickly insisted she didn't wish the fangbangers that flocked to Fangtasia took a deeper interest in him, making it seem as if she was staking a little claim in the Sheriff of Area Five as well... or at least parts of him she acknowledged she was unwilling to share. "Then I believe it would be in our best interests to keep things as they are," he stated simply. "They will worship parts of me from afar and I will not demand anything deeper than their cover charges and drink orders." He preferred it that way himself. "I'm not going to be interested in the fangbangers," he echoed back without difficulty and without deceit. "And I am more than a piece of meat." Much more. "But I am pleased to know you think so as well."
Nodding his head once at her question, it was almost a good thing he had their conversation to distract him. It was one of very few things keeping him from just ripping her clothes off and taking her right then and there despite the crowd. "Yes, many. You do not exist for as long as I have without picking a few things up. This kind of dance is a relatively recent creation," he continued with a smirk, his fangs extended behind his cold lips from the contact they presently had. "It used to just be called dry humping," he concluded with a chuckle. He had often thought Sookie was a master of seduction, whether she realized it or not, but with her body pressed against his own and her hips moving in a way that left him growling with desire, he knew it was true. Keeping his arm around her waist, he pressed his other hand to her hip, tracing up her side as her fingers teased the back of his neck in the best way possible. His head dipped to her ear and the vampire flicked his tongue over it quickly, knowing it always seemed to make her shudder delightfully. "I don't know about rubbing off on you, but I'm definitely rubbing against you," he whispered into her ear with a quiet growl. "And I like it, but I trust you can tell that already."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 17, 2010, 11:22pm
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Releasing her lip from between her teeth, Sookie nodded slowly as Eric promised to prove it to her, having no doubt that it was true. He had a way of making her forget what they were talking about just by making her want him so much she found it hard to focus, and he was doing that to her now. However, instead of losing focus on her words, everything else around them just fell away. Nothing else mattered but their whispered conversation. Smiling completely genuinely as he promised to prove it to her for as long as she let him, she nodded, barely resisting the urge to kiss him for his words. The ones about being right were a little less romantic, but she only shook her head. "I have no doubt that you will," she answered, looking forward to him doing just that. Being with Eric in that way every night they were together was something Sookie didn't think she'd ever tire of.
Were Eric's intentions good? "They are sometimes," she answered teasingly, thinking his own answer was completely accurate. His intentions were good, though sometimes a little questionable, but completely Eric. "Let's not mention the things to Jason that he won't want to hear," she agreed, only imagining what that conversation could go like. She'd be the one dying if that happened, purely of embarrassment. "I can't even imagine," she answered honestly as Eric asked what kind of inappropriate questions Jason would ask. "He can say the stupidest stuff. I love him, but some of the things that come out of his mouth…" Shaking her head, she knew Eric would find out eventually. "Jason won't try to kill you," she assured him, really hoping they both behaved. "Jason, uh… he's kind of small minded. He kind of thinks you guys are too dangerous to be hanging around his little sister, but he doesn't really have any strong feelings." Jason rarely had strong feelings about anything.
"Maybe you're right," Sookie admitted, as much as it pained her to do so. Admitting that Eric was right only encouraged him, something she wasn't anxious to do. She didn't want the fangbangers to get any closer to Eric, nor Eric to get any closer to the fangbangers. Maybe it wasn't something she could fix, or that needed fixing. No one but her seemed actually bothered by the weird arrangement. Smiling at him, Sookie took a small sip of her drink. "I think the world of you," she admitted honestly and without much hesitation, though she looked at the table while she said it before looking up into his eyes to see his reaction, which she doubted he could even show for fear that others would overhear it. She really did think so highly of Eric now that she'd gotten to know him as she had. He put on a cold mask, but that wasn't him at all. She'd seen him do entirely unselfish things, and though he'd never admit to it, he'd let her see beneath the mask, and it was impossible not to respect and care for what she saw underneath.
Smiling at the idea of Eric knowing so many dances, Sookie really did hope he had the chance to teach them to her sometime. "That sounds so much dirtier," she decided as he called the type of dancing they were doing dry humping. "And not nearly as appropriate for doing in public." This was dancing, and she loved it, even if it wasn't what Eric would have called dancing. "I think you should teach me 'real' dancing sometime," she decided as her body moved against his, her other arm joining the other around his neck as her fingers ran through his hair. Swaying to the music as her hips moved in Eric's hands, Sookie shivered as Eric licked her ear, nuzzling his neck in turn, thrilled to be so close to him. She could very much tell that Eric was enjoying their dancing, and as she closed her eyes, letting herself move to the beat of the music and with Eric, she smiled against his neck. "I can tell. You know, if we do this more often, I really won't mind joining you here," she suggested, sure that he'd hear her words even if others wouldn't. "Then you could rub up against me some more…"
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 18, 2010, 12:53am
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
Letting out a groan he hadn't even known he was holding in as Sookie ceased chewing on her bottom lip, Eric couldn't help but be effected in a profound way. That nervous, unconscious habit of hers drove him crazy in the best way possible every time he saw it. By the time he fell dead to the world at dawn, he would see to it her lips were swollen from his own nibbling. "I love hearing you are so confident in my abilities," he confided with a whisper and a smirk. "I intend on living up to all of your expectations. Be sure to keep them high." He had never been an underachiever and there was no way he was starting now. For the first time in a very long time, the Viking felt he had reason to be more than the very basic things that were expected of him. For the first time in a very long time, he had reason to try, and he was going to.
"Well there goes most of my casual conversation," Eric teased with a sigh as Sookie told him to avoid all conversation that would involve telling her brother of things he probably wouldn't want to hear or know of. "No telling him I intend on finding out just how flexible you are?" he asked with a smirk. "I'll make sure to look into the weather then so we have something to discuss." The way Sookie spoke of her brother was amusing in and of itself, and Eric found himself almost looking forward to encountering this human who clearly perplexed his sibling. Though the news that this Jason didn't like the idea of vampires hanging around Sookie possibly should have upset the Viking, he only found himself smiling. "Clearly he doesn't know how dangerous it is to hang around you," he countered with a chuckle. "I have never had my existence so constantly jeopardized since you entered it. You, lover, are dangerous for one's health... and that's what makes you so much fun."
Nodding his head, Eric would never argue the fact that he was right, and this time, he definitely was. There was a reason Fangtasia was successful just as it was, and changing the dynamic between the vampires who dotted the population and the humans who flocked to see them would only be detrimental. He also didn't want Sookie worrying about any of the trash that lined the club now since he knew her presence in the club would be far from the nightly occurrence his own was. She didn't need to be suspicious of what simply would never be. He was pulled from his thoughts on that matter as she spoke, his eyebrow arching as he waited for her gaze to lift to meet his own. Her words were honest and genuine, and something he wasn't expecting or requiring of her, and he found a genuine smile of his own briefly ghosting over his lips. "Thank you," he murmured quietly. "For your words and for much more that must remain unspoken at present." Lifting her hand to his lips once more, he kissed it, his lips resting against her warm skin for a long moment. "You are something, lover," he stated vaguely, the emotion he allowed to cross his face vanishing abruptly, but he'd be willing enough to expand on that later, without the guise in place.
Chuckling at her disapproval of his description of the dancing they and the rest of the club was doing, he glanced around the dance floor briefly, seeing the same things mimicked all around them. "It may not be appropriate, but I am not complaining." No way in hell was he complaining, not when her body was rubbing against his own as it was at present. "I will teach you a more traditional dancing if you promise we can do this after," he countered, enjoying everything about the intimacy of their movements even in the crowded club. She really was impossible to resist and once he had her smell playing through his senses, it was all the vampire could do to keep from growling into her neck and ear as she held him to her. Her skin pressing into his own neck lit a fire within him that was impossible to ignore, and almost sharply, he lifted his head to look around, catching the attention of the vampire behind the bar before engaging in a silent conversation consisting only of quick gestures of his head. "We can do this as often as you like," he promised, his eyes looking down into her own. "And I will rub up against you more, but right now I am ready to do that in the privacy of my home. Shall we?"
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 18, 2010, 1:56am
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Smiling at Eric's groan, Sookie couldn't imagine what she had done to earn that sound from him, but she wanted to do it again and again. The sounds Eric made that let her know he wanted her as much as the expression he wore made Sookie want him even more every time she heard them. "How could I not be?" she asked in return as he said he loved hearing she was confident in his abilities. "After last night…" Blushing a little more at just the mention of it, she knew she didn't have to say what he'd made her feel when he could feel it himself. "I'll try," she assured him as he urged her to keep her expectations high so he could live up to them, though Sookie had no doubt that he would exceed them repeatedly. He had already exceeded not only her expectations but her wildest dreams last night, and Sookie could feel how anxious he was to prove himself again. She was just as anxious to have him.
Rolling her eyes but still smiling as Eric mourned not being able to discuss inappropriate things with her brother, Sookie just hoped he meant it. "No telling him any of that," she confirmed, hoping things like flexibility just never came up in conversations between family. Jason would either be offended or tell his own stories, and neither scenario was desirable in Sookie's opinion. "Good. The weather's pretty safe. Stick to nice, simple, appropriate topics. And use small words." It was only fair to warn him. She really did love Jason, but he just wasn't the sharpest knife in the sock drawer. Laughing at Eric's dismissal of vampires as dangerous and his insistence on her own danger level, she nodded, unfortunately agreeing. "I don't know if that makes me fun, but it's certainly true enough. I bring plenty of danger on my own, he's just never gotten that. There's just nothing supernatural about him, he doesn't really get it." Sookie was human and all, but she had plenty of trouble relating to her own race sometimes.
Sookie couldn't even try to focus on the crowd gathered to watch her and Eric as they spoke quietly and maybe more honestly than they should have in front of the fangbangers gathered around them, but it wasn't like any average human could hear their words over the music, and even if they caught a glimpse of the smile that was on his lips for such a short time, Sookie knew it was only for her. "You don't have to thank me," she told him quietly, smiling as he placed a lingering kiss on the back of her hand. Really, she should've been the one who was thanking him, like he said, for so much more that they couldn't say right now. There was so much unsaid between them, Sookie wondered if they'd really get to ever talk about it all, but she was so happy just being near him. Even in Fangtasia, that connection between them never wavered.
"No, you don't seem to be," Sookie agreed as Eric said he wasn't complaining about the way she danced, though she didn't have to hear his words to know he liked it a whole lot. "I promise we can do this after if you teach me other ways of dancing," she agreed easily enough, sure he could feel his excitement at the prospect of getting to dance more with him. She really did love to dance, and while she'd loved it since she was a kid, this was definitely a much more adult form of movement, Eric was right about that, and it was something she'd look forward to repeating with him often. Smiling into Eric's neck at his words, she placed a kiss on the cool skin before nodding, reluctantly stepping away from the vampire and holding out her hand for his again. "That sounds like an excellent plan to me. Don't forget we need to stop in your office and pick up the puppy on the way out," she reminded him, knowing that no matter how distracted they got, she wasn't about to leave her new pet in Fangtasia for the night.
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 18, 2010, 4:14am
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
"How could I forget the ferocious guard dog?" Eric asked over the roar of music as he led Sookie by the hand across the dance floor, letting the humans part in front of them as they weaved their way towards the back. "I'm sure my daytime death will be all the more sound knowing he is protecting my dwelling place." Holding open the door to the back for her, he followed her through the swinging door, forcing her up against the wall the moment they were through it. After their display on the dance floor, he couldn't even contemplate making it back to the office. He needed his hands on her now. Hands once more slinking down to her hips, he pressed her up against the wall, his head dipping in order for his lips to meet hers with a sense of urgency and need. Every little thing Sookie Stackhouse did, whether it was knowingly done or whether she was ignorant of it, drove the vampire's need for her further. His lips parted against hers hungrily, his frantic, desperate desire for her conveyed in the kiss as his mouth explored her own. He really wasn't used to wanting someone this much.
It was with a panged groan that his lips parted from her own, and seeking her eyes out with his own, he reclaimed her hand. "Someone's coming," he informed her before tugging her towards his office as the door swung open once more. It wouldn't have bothered Eric in the slightest to be caught in a compromising position- hardly- but he was well aware his telepath would manage to find issue with it, despite the obvious message they had just sent to everyone within the club during their brief foray in the front. Slamming his office door just as the waitress sent to get something from the inventory passed, the Viking had to remind himself there'd be plenty of time to christen his office now that Sookie seemed to be more willing to return to the club. It was the only way he managed to find solace when all he really wanted was his telepath naked and writhing beneath him.
The slamming of his office door had awoken the tiny puppy who quickly seemed to be seeking out Sookie's attention and Eric was left rolling his eyes. It hadn't even been twenty-four hours and this 'guard dog' was going rapidly from potential protector to pampered pooch. "You take care of him and I will pack up his things," he offered, wondering how it was possible the dog seemed to have more necessities than Sookie for the day trip. "And I will drive your car," he added as he began gathering up the things his telepath had laid out, emptying the bowls into the sink and garbage tucking them away for their travels. "I know you do not need me to drive you and I know it is your car," he continued, anticipating her argument to his words. "But I know Shreveport far better and also know how to get to my home from here. Also, you drive painfully slow and I am eager to get you into my bed." How could she argue that logic?
Scooping up all the dog's belongings before swiping the keys from her purse, he placed a quick, appeasing kiss on her lips before opening his office door once more, allowing her and the puppy to pass through before following her out into the hall, closing and locking the door behind him. The night air that met them outside was warm and heavy, the sky a much darker hue than it had been when they first entered the club and Eric opened the passenger side door for Sookie, tossing the dog's goods in the back before rounding to the driver's side and getting in beside her. Starting the car, one of his hands immediately moved to the passenger side and to her leg, and a smirk settled on his lips. "Though it will be difficult, I will behave myself," he offered, instantly losing some of the mask he had to wear within the club as he backed out of the parking spot and sped from the lap. "After all, if you get too far ahead of me, you will be exhausted before I ever manage to sink all my favorite things into you." He really loved teasing her, especially when it made her blush like it always did. He was addicted to that sight.
Speeding through the mostly empty streets, the vampire could admit the car handled exceptionally well, so he was glad Sookie seemed to be embracing it. "This car has already spent a night at my home and is registered at my gate," he informed her, glancing away from the road in front of him to her face as his hand moved from her leg to her own, his fingers intertwining with her own. "So you will be able to come and go as you please tomorrow if you should wake during the day and need anything. There's a spare key in my office at home. You are also free to come and go at any other time," he added as his eyes returned to the road, rapidly nearing his home. "I trust you, Sookie. My home is secure, even in the daylight hours, and only a select few know its location. If you ever need a sanctuary or simply want to visit, I hope you will."
Pausing at the gate in question long enough for it to be opened, the vampire drove the short distance once through it into his driveway before parking. Gathering up both the puppy and Sookie's belongings from the back with little effort, he reclaimed Sookie's hand once they were both out of the vehicle and led her up the sidewalk to the front door which he quickly unlocked and opened for her. "Make yourself at home, lover," he offered as he locked and armed the door behind them, glancing over his shoulder back at Sookie and her already beloved pet. "He's not going to be sleeping in my laundry room, is he?" he asked with a sigh and small shake of his head, but he couldn't hide the small smile on his lips either. Sookie was undeniably a nurturer. She wouldn't let the young puppy outside her line of sight for long. "Are you hungry? Thirsty? I don't have much in the way of food, but I can have something delivered," he offered. "Or do you want to see the one room of the house you haven't yet?" His bedroom was his sanctuary, but he'd very willingly be inviting Sookie within it tonight.
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 18, 2010, 5:01pm
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Eric's sarcastic words about Sookie's adorable new puppy only made her laugh as she followed him across the dance floor to the back of the club. "You know he'd try to guard you already," she agreed with a smile, try being the operative word, since she wasn't sure the puppy could beat up a mouse at this point. She didn't have much time to think about that, though, because the moment they were through the door, Eric was pushing her against the wall, covering her mouth with a kiss that she returned very, very eagerly. Pressing her hips into his as his hands moved to them, she moaned softly against his mouth, wanting him so much that it didn't even occur to her that a hallway perhaps wasn't the most appropriate place for this sort of activity.
Luckily, Eric warned her as someone approached them, and almost reluctantly Sookie followed him into the office, fully ready to tackle him once again once the door was closed, but unfortunately distracted by the whimpering puppy that Eric had woken up with his door slamming. Releasing Eric's hand almost unwillingly, Sookie went to the puppy, lifting him from his pen and letting him curl up to her chest. "Okay," she agreed as Eric offered to pack the puppy's things, but opening her mouth to protest as he said he'd drive them. He beat her to her argument, though, and with a sigh, she closed her mouth, nodding. She was eager to get into his bed too, she just hoped she made it there. "No driving at your normal speeds, though. I'd like to actually survive the trip to your house." Eric's driving still frightened her.
Smiling at the kiss that was clearly meant to make her feel better, she carried the puppy out to the car, staying close to Eric the whole time. As she got into the car, she was sure to buckle her seatbelt, holding onto the puppy protectively. Glancing up at Eric at the placement of his hand, she smiled, shaking her head but not actually protesting. "You just focus on driving," she agreed, blushing at his words, but incredibly anxious to have Eric do exactly what he said. It was difficult to distract herself enough to actually sit through the car ride, and for once, Eric's driving wasn't entirely unwelcome. It would get them there faster, even if it had her clinging to her puppy as he struggled to look out the window.
Listening to Eric as he spoke, Sookie couldn't help but smile, happily lacing her fingers with his as he reached for her hand. It was good to know she could pick up some things if she needed them tomorrow, and even better that he told her she could visit him when she wanted to. The best part was that he trusted her, though, and she as he said those words, she leaned over to kiss his cheek. "I'd love to visit more," she admitted honestly, hoping he actually meant it. "And I'm really glad you trust me. I trust you too." Really, she wasn't sure she'd wake up during the day to actually need anything, but it was really thoughtful of him to tell her. It meant a lot to her that he thought to tell her all these things instead of just letting her figure it out on her own, or assuming she knew already.
Leaving the car once in Eric's driveway, Sookie accepted Eric's hand, following him to the house she was already pretty familiar with, but was seeing pretty differently now that she was Eric's guest in a different way. Shifting the puppy in her arms as Eric spoke, she smiled at him, wondering how flexible he'd be about where the puppy slept. "He has his pen here now… Do you think he could sleep in your room or bathroom?" She'd understand if he said no, puppies could be a little of trouble, but that way he'd be close if he needed her. "No, I'm completely fine," she told him as he offered her food or something to drink, shaking her head at the idea of ordering something in. "I'd love to see your room," she admitted with a nod and a small, probably telling smile, looking around the house curiously. "Do you think anyone else is home, or do I have you all to myself?"
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 18, 2010, 7:55pm
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
Glancing between Sookie and the puppy she cradled in her arms like it was some kind of security blanket she also wanted to protect, Eric took an unnecessary breath and let it out as a sigh before nodding. "Yes, he can sleep in my room or my bathroom," he decided, glad he kept a stock of Febreze on hand. He could only imagine trying to explain the trail of dog leading to his room that all other visiting vampires would be able to pick up on. "But if you coddle him all night, I will be forced to seal him in a room with one of the newborns," he decided. Few things could make a dog out of a puppy the way a hungry newborn vampire could. "That warning goes for you too," he stated very seriously as he looked down at the blond puppy in her arms. "Cause too much trouble and the fangs will come out." There was no longer a crowded night club standing between him and his telepath, so he wouldn't let the puppy interrupt what had been brewing since their evening had begun in Bon Temps. "I will expect nothing less than your best behavior." Looking up to the girl holding the dog, he added with a smile, "You can be as badly behaved as you like though."
Standing immobile at Sookie's question, the only thing that moved was Eric's eyes as he looked towards the ceiling, listening and searching for any sign of another. "No," he stated without question. "We are alone." That wasn't so surprising. He hadn't survived long in the club when his desire for Sookie was so great and the night was still relatively young for those who existed only under the cover of darkness. "And probably will be for some time." Not that Sookie would know if anyone returned to the dwelling while she was there. Vampires were quiet, and everyone who lived under Eric's roof knew well enough he didn't like to be disturbed when he was in his room... not to mention when he was with Sookie. She had evaded him for a long time. He wouldn't tolerate interruption unless there was a severe emergency now. "So you have me to yourself. Use it to your advantage," he added with a smirk before crossing the entrance hall to the staircase.
Leading Sookie up the stairs, he followed the familiar route to the second floor, bypassing most of the doors that lined the hall to get to the master bedroom. Opening the door and turning on the light, he stood aside in the hallway, allowing Sookie to enter first with the puppy before following her through the door and closing it behind them, setting her overnight bag on a chair and setting the puppy's supplies on the floor. "Make yourself comfortable," he stated while pulling off the jacket he had picked up at Fangtasia and hanging it up in the closet. "The bathroom is through that door and I think it has all the things a human requires..." It wasn't really something he checked often. Kicking off his shoes before putting them where they belonged on the floor of the closet, he quickly retreated back to the bed, laying atop the pillows and blankets there, his arms coming to rest behind his head.
"Do you need help setting up for the hundr?" he asked as he watched Sookie begin to do just that, his eyes following her as she began recreating the setup she had initially worked out for Fangtasia. It seemed she had it under control though, and Eric was once more much more focused on getting his telepath back in his arms now that it was just the two of them... and the pup. Holding his arms out to her as she seemed to finish up with the dog, he was anxious to get his arms back around her and her at his side, where she belonged. "So..." he began, his voice trailing off as a smirk slowly settled on his lips. "You think the world of me? I think you should tell me more about that."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 18, 2010, 8:49pm
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Smiling brightly as Eric agreed that the puppy could sleep closer to them, Sookie leaned to kiss Eric's cheek, grateful that the puppy wouldn't have to sleep too far from her. "That won't happen," she assured Eric as he expressed concern that she'd spend all night coddling him. "He'll go to bed, and so will we," she told him firmly, though she and Eric would go to bed very differently than the puppy, who she hoped would go right to sleep. Smiling as the puppy watched Eric intently as he spoke to him, shaking her head as the puppy yipped a few times when Eric was done talking, obviously loving the attention Eric was giving him without actually understanding, given that he was trying very hard to escape Sookie's arms to lick Eric's face. "I'll keep that in mind," she promised, knowing that her behavior would more than likely be fairly inappropriate anywhere other than in Eric's bedroom.
Giving a small sigh of relief as Eric said that they were alone, Sookie wasn't anxious to see anyone who lived in Eric's house, but then, she wasn't anxious to see anyone but Eric at all. She wanted to be alone with Eric, something she was sure he wanted as well. "Excellent," she answered with a smile, looking up at the ceiling as Eric did, despite trusting his word. "I plan on it," she assured him, planning on enjoying every minute they had by themselves. True, they had agreed to have their talk now, but Sookie even enjoyed just talking with Eric, so she had little doubt that even that would be great, if a little scary. Either way, just being alone with Eric was precious.
Following Eric up the stairs and down the hall to his bedroom, Sookie kept track of where they were going in case she needed anything during the day, so she'd be sure to find her way back. Walking into the room after Eric opened the door for her, she took in the sight with a smile. "It's very… you," she decided, glancing back at him as he set her bag down. "I like it a lot," she told him, opening the door that he said was for the bathroom, and looking inside that too. "Very nice throw pillows," she continued with some surprise as she saw the ones around his room, a little surprised, but not wanting to admit to that. Sookie had seen the rest of his house, but Eric's bedroom was undeniably more personal. It felt sort of special being there, and she wondered if Eric felt that way when visiting her bedroom.
"I've got it, don't worry," she assured Eric as she set up the puppy pen in the bathroom with all his food and water, not to mention all the toys for him and his little bed, Sookie set the puppy in the pen and washed her hands before closing the bathroom door, leaving the puppy inside. He'd do well there for the night, and she and Eric would have plenty of privacy. Smiling as she saw Eric hold his arms out to her, she took off her shoes, setting them by the bathroom door before hurrying over to him, climbing into his arms. "I do," she confirmed with a smile, wrapping her own arms around him, tracing her fingertips over his cheek. His question wasn't so surprising, and no doubt an actual answer would just inflate his ego, but Sookie wasn't just going to stay quiet. "I just think what you've let me see behind that mask you have to wear is really amazing is all. I think you're pretty wonderful."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 18, 2010, 10:16pm
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
Chuckling as Sookie praised his throw pillows, Eric could only nod in amusement. "I'm fond of them," he smirked. "One can never have enough throw pillows." Very few had ever stepped foot in his bedroom. It was a private, personal area where he spent his most vulnerable hours and where he was required to be nothing other than himself. Not even everyone who resided in his home had seen his room and he had every intention of keeping it that way. He was willing to share his haven with Sookie, however. It would probably be good for them when there was nowhere he felt more safe. Sookie wanted to see behind the mask his existence had forced him to create and wear, and that would be easiest here, though there was nothing about it that would really be easy.
Wrapping his arms around Sookie as she joined him on his oversized bed and wrapped her arms around him, her fingertips grazing over his cheek left all skin in their wake feeling as if it were on fire. Letting his eyes fall closed for a long moment as her fingers traced his skin, the moment his eyes reopened, they sought out her own, a small smile on his face. "I am not wonderful, but I am pleased you believe so, even if it is possibly foolish to do so. I want to be important to you." Who was he kidding? He needed to be important to her. Lifting his own hand to trace over the warmth of her cheek and down the slope of her neck, the vampire continued smiling. "Because you really are very important to me. You have been for longer than I can understand."
Taking an unnecessary breath and exhaling slowly, he pulled Sookie against his chest, his fingers brushing through her hair as he held her. "I was... upset to hear you don't understand how I can be interested in you. I am not in a 'different league' than you, Sookie, and if I was, it would not matter. You are all I have been able to see." It wasn't an easy thing to admit, but it was the truth. "It has driven me mad. Especially so shortly after meeting you." It hadn't really been until Longshadow's staking that Eric had realized what he know knew now, but that didn't make it easy to explain, nor was he sure how Sookie would react. He kept so many walls between him and the rest of the world because vulnerability and weakness would be the end of a vampire, in one way or another. Sookie could easily make him regret breaking down any of his protections, but he had to hope it wouldn't end up that way. This was all so different to him. He wasn't even accustomed to hoping.
"It is as if I am compelled to protect you, as if I have an innate need to do so," he tried to explain. "No matter the cost." Losing Longshadow, despite the fact that the vampire had been a draw and loyal despite his monetary indiscretion, had been no real loss when it occurred keeping Sookie safe. "And I realize you are stubborn enough not to believe you need protecting despite far too much proof to the contrary," he added with a small smile. "But it is what I want to do.... what I need to do. I think of you so often and have tried to track you through our blood when you have been less accepting of my interest because I am actually concerned about your welfare." It was all difficult for him to say, uncomfortable even, but this was ground he didn't normally tread, and hadn't for centuries upon centuries. "And I don't mean I am only protecting the resource that you are," he continued, trying to clarify for both of their sake. "When I believed there was nothing more to shield you from than human perverts, I did so without a second thought, and would do so again even if you were not mine as you are now. That is how important you are to me and how important you have been to me for nearly all our history. There should be no doubt in your mind that my desire for you is genuine and that you are what I want."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 18, 2010, 11:02pm
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Sookie didn't think she'd ever talk throw pillows with Eric, but then she hadn't expected him to have such nice ones. Really, she hadn't expected him to have any of all. What vampire kept throw pillows? Sookie secretly loved that Eric did, though, and she smiled as she looked around the room, seeing plenty of purely Eric touches that were so personal, it was no wonder he'd called his home his sanctuary. This clearly was, and she felt pretty special to be there. "Do you do your own decorating?" she asked curiously, recognizing many things that were clearly Eric, but wondering if the rest was as well. "You're always so well organized," she noticed, though really, she'd found that out long ago.
Watching Eric's expression as her fingertips trailed over his face, she smiled, looking into his eyes as he opened them. "It's not foolish," she protested, leaning into his hand as he traced it over her cheek, doing exactly as he had and closing her eyes to enjoy the sensation for a long moment. It was amazing to her that they could lay there like this, just enjoying such simple touches from each other. "You are wonderful, and you are important to me." He was more important to her than she'd ever expected him to be, maybe more than she was entirely comfortable with, but she understood exactly when he said she was important to him for longer than he could understand. She could entirely relate. It had gotten her into trouble in the past, but now she wasn't fighting it.
Relaxing against Eric's chest as he brushed his fingers through her hair, Sookie closed her eyes, feeling completely and totally safe for that moment. Opening her eyes to listen to him, really listen to him, since she could tell he was opening up to her. She knew that was hard for him, but she also knew he knew how much it meant to her. That she was all he was able to see was something so flattering to hear from Eric especially, but again she was struck by how she related to what he was saying. "I know what you mean," she replied honestly, having fought her attraction to Eric from the first time she saw him. Even after meeting him, she'd felt compelled to warn him to get out of his club when it was raided by the police. It wasn't what she felt now, of course, but she felt some connection to him she couldn't honestly explain.
Sookie knew there was a time where she would have strenuously protested to being protected, something Eric clearly knew too, but when he was confessing what he was, there was no way Sookie could have objected. He clearly cared about her and wanted to care for her, and it made her feel things she wasn't sure she could name yet. And he was saying it wasn't about her ability, which she could tell from the way he said it, but was still so good to hear. "I believe you," she assured him, making sure she could see into his eyes so he could see the truth in hers. "I really do, because you've been so important to me for so much longer than you should have been." Smiling a little, she shook her head. "Everyone says you tricked me into taking your blood, but the truth is, you were too important even then for me to let you hurt like that if there was something I could do to help you. My first instinct has always been to help you, even if the only way I can help you is with my ability, because you're just too important to me for me not to do everything I can for you." It'd led her to New Jersey, New York, hell, just to Fangtasia to be attacked by Longshadow so long ago. She hadn't even argued helping him then, just negotiated the terms. "And I've always felt safest with you, even when I had no reason to feel that way. Even when I really shouldn't have felt that way," she amended, knowing it was probably inappropriate that she hadn't felt safest with Bill. Her feelings hadn't always been completely appropriate, though. "And to be honest, I've wanted you since the moment I saw you." He was the one vampire in Fangtasia she'd noticed, after all.
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 19, 2010, 12:30am
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
"For the most part, yes," Eric answered with a shrug of his shoulders. "Bianca, Talia, and Pam throw things in here and there and rearrange my furniture when I'm not looking, but for the most part, it is my work. Part of this existence involves keeping others from knowing where you spend your vulnerable hours. It's not as if I could have a human interior designer in here during the day and even if they would work at night, they would become a... loose end." That was a nice way of saying he'd have to kill them once the job was done. "All the renovations I had done before moving in were completed while I was traveling with my newborn to Sweden so there were no suspicions drawn. It is just one of those things we need to be concerned about." Few vampires had their resting places known to anyone around them, the main exception being Compton, but he wasn't much of a vampire to begin with.
It was strangely surreal to be discussing what Eric wanted, what he genuinely wanted, when it didn't really have anything to do with blood or sex. Then again, he didn't tend to want more than blood and sex on a regular basis. The territory he found himself in with Sookie was strange, even to him. He didn't object to the way the fangbangers desired him because they weren't important to him and never would be. Sookie, on the other hand, was rapidly becoming a very significant part of his existence, whether such a thing was wise or not. He wanted and needed that to be reciprocated, both for his ego and for the strange feelings he was facing without understanding what they were. "I am not wonderful," he protested with a shake of his head. He wasn't, he wouldn't ever claim to be. He would disappoint her, he was sure of that much. "There will be times I will not show you or anyone else that you are important to me, but you should never doubt it. And I will do my best not to doubt that I am important to you in turn."
Arching a brow as she stated she understood his words so completely, the vampire continued to brush his fingers through her hair. "Do you?" he asked, actually somewhat surprised by that confession. Really, despite Sookie having said a few times that she desired him before she should have, Eric had a difficult time believing such. He had pursued her in every way possible long before he should have. Whether it was flowers with a not-so-very hidden message when she was in the hospital, picking glass out of her arm in Dallas, taking a bullet, or donning pink lycra for an orgy, it always tended to lead to him being rejected in an exaggerated way. He hadn't been able to tell that there was anything really returned. It had been his own pride and determination that kept him pursuing the telepath then. It may not have been easy to believe, but it was nice to hear.
Keeping his eyes on her as she offered her own truths in exchange for his own, he studied her eyes unblinkingly and knew without doubt that she meant what she was saying. Listening carefully, he smiled slightly as she mentioned initially taking his blood, but he would always maintain he hadn't tricked her and had merely been opportunistic. He never really wanted her to feel as if she had been tricked though. It wasn't a good foundation, despite the fact that he was pleased it gave him the footing he needed to have more of a pull on her. "I didn't want you to think of it as trickery," he admitted easily enough. "But I had to do something... anything, to get to you. I am not accustomed to being denied what I desire, and my desire of you is so unlike the norm, I couldn't handle it being so one-sided. I didn't force you though." It was his one saving grace. "I am relieved you wanted to help, and I want you to feel safe with me. The alternative is not an option." He couldn't help but arch a brow as she admitted to wanting him from the first time they saw one another, a smirk crossing his lips. "Who could blame you?" he teased, placing a kiss on her forehead. "Why did you allow Bill to claim you then?"
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 19, 2010, 1:29am
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Nodding as Eric answered that, for the most part, he had done his own decorating, Sookie wasn't too surprised. She couldn't be surprised either as he told her that three of the female vampires in his life threw things in as well, knowing Bianca and Pam both had very strong personalities, and that Talia was difficult to say no to from the few times she'd met her. "It's very you," she repeated with a smile, knowing that, while he hadn't spent too much time in the house, at least by her standards, she'd managed to make it into a home. "It must be complicated, only being able to do that sort of thing at night, needing to keep people out of your place," she frowned, wondering how so many vampires got by with it. It must've been even harder before they came out of the coffin. Now, she guessed, a lot of stores kept late hours anyway. Still, it couldn't have been easy, especially with how many times Eric had moved in just the time she'd known him.
"You don't give yourself enough credit," she insisted as he protested that he wasn't wonderful. "At least not in certain ways," she amended, since it was a strange thing to say given Eric's ego. "You're loyal, you have a strong moral code, you protect those you care about at all costs, you take your responsibilities very seriously, you have a strong work ethic," she listed, knowing that in her book, that made him a good man, but that he wouldn't want to hear it put that way. "They're really admirable qualities." The more she got to see of them in him, the more she respected him. Nodding, Sookie knew he'd need to keep up appearances, even if they meant hiding their feelings. "We'll just have to trust each other," she agreed with a small smile, pressing a kiss to his chest.
Nodding only slightly so as not to disturb Eric's fingers as they brushed through her hair, Sookie smiled as she curled closer to him. It wasn't hard to figure out why Eric doubted that she'd wanted him for so long after she'd rejected him as she had for as long as she had. It had to have been hard for him, but really, she hadn't seen another option. "I think I kept saying no as harshly as I did because I was fighting it in myself too," she explained with a quiet sigh. "I've always felt drawn to you, but I was with Bill then. I was denying both of us. It might've been a little too insistent," she admitted, knowing she'd persisted in rejecting him for so long despite having feelings for him, but also knowing she wouldn't have been able to live with herself if she'd been disloyal to Bill. That wasn't who she was.
"You didn't trick or force me," she agreed, her fingertips finding his cheek again as she looked up into his eyes. "I wanted to help you. I'll admit, it wasn't what I had planned on helping you with, but I helped you all the same," she maintained, knowing that it was Bill who had been most upset about it. Sookie had mostly been confused, and sure, she'd been upset with Bill's explanation, but it wasn't really the truth. She couldn't regret the start of her bond with Eric even a little bit. "Besides, you probably saved my life, protecting me that night. You were keeping me safe." That wasn't something small, especially when the one she'd been with had abandoned her to the spray of bullets. Smiling as Eric's teasing made an appearance, she closed her eyes briefly as he kissed her forehead. "We were sort of together by then. I thought he cared about me. I wasn't about to go off with some strange vampire, no matter how handsome. I thought I was in my first real relationship." She had been, but it hadn't really been what she'd hoped.
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 19, 2010, 2:23am
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
"It should be very me," Eric agreed with a faint smile. "It is the accumulation and story of a lengthy existence." His home was the one place Eric could safely reflect and remember securely. It was his story and what made him most comfortable and at ease. "It's actually grown easier to protect ourselves from such things in recent times," he countered as Sookie theorized on the difficulties. "Security systems were a handy invention and communities like the one I chose, that protect the residents and homes within and only allow in the invited make things much easier. Catalog and internet shopping makes everything purchasable regardless of the time of night. It was much more difficult and complex before, when we could rely on only ourselves. I still wouldn't call it completely easy," he continued. That would leave him comfortable,and when a vampire became comfortable, he'd be unprepared for what was out there. "But it was definitely more of an uphill battle before."
Shaking his head slightly from side to side, a small smile curled on Eric's lips. "You give me too much credit," he argued. "Do not get me wrong, I am not being modest. I deserve credit for a great deal, but much of that? I don't know about." Some of it he would agree with, but some of it he was sure was arguable. "I am pleased you think so though," he continued. "I don't know that anyone has ever accused me of having a strong moral code before," he added with a chuckle. It was probably true, but definitely not a way he was sure he was often described. Letting the hand of his arm wrapped around her trail up and down her back, he nodded in agreement. Trust in someone was difficult for Eric to develop, especially someone living, but he did trust Sookie. "Yes, we will have to. If you doubt me, I expect you to question me when able." Hopefully in private. "I don't want such an unnecessary thing coming between us. I don't like to lose progress."
He really didn't need Sookie to explain why she had rejected him, not when it no longer mattered, but he couldn't help but be a little relieved their attraction had been more mutual than it had seemed. "I understand," he murmured, his head tilting towards her, his cheek resting against the top of her head. "You are very loyal," he stated, thinking that was putting it mildly. She had had little reason to stand by Bill, Eric, or vampires in general, something the Viking was well aware of, but Sookie adhered to her decisions to the point it was almost a fault. "I cannot fathom how such a loyalty wasn't always returned to you." He still couldn't understand how Bill had been so quick to chase after the Fellowship from Stan's compound, his blood lust more important than Sookie's safety. "I intend on returning it," he added, in case there was any doubt in her mind. "To the very best of my ability."
Tilting his head towards her hand as her fingers rested against his cheek, Eric didn't hesitate to meet Sookie's gaze as her eyes sought his out. Chuckling as she admitted that hadn't been her ideal way of helping him, he shrugged slightly. "It may not have been what you had planned, but I thoroughly enjoyed it." That was probably unnecessary to say, especially since he had made certain Sookie knew just how much he had enjoyed it at the time. "I did what I had to to keep you safe. I told you I would." He hadn't told her or Bill ahead of time that he'd be traveling to Dallas himself to oversee such a thing, but he had ensured her safety. "Also, I wanted to see if having you beneath me was as amazing as I thought it would be," he added with a smirk. "It was, though I have to say, it's even better when there are no clothes between us and all the blood is willingly shed." Actually laughing at her answer to his inquiry, he shook his head slightly. "Yes, because I am the strange vampire in such an equation," he agreed sarcastically. He was the only vampire in that equation when compared to Bill. "First relationships are complicated," he conceded, knowing firsthand how true that was. "I simply do not like regretting anything, and I regret not having you until now."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 19, 2010, 2:50am
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Certain touches in Eric's home told Sookie that this really was the accumulation of a lengthy existence, since some things in the room, she just couldn't begin to recognize, and some looked like they really did have a story behind them. She doubted anything was just a knick knack, knowing Eric. He didn't seem to like clutter. Everything probably had meaning in his room, just like everything in hers did. Maybe they were more alike than either roof them thought. "If you ever need any help with that stuff, you should let me know," she offered, though she knew he had an assistant for that, not to mention some very strong-willed vampires in his life with very pronounced tastes. While she doubted Pam spent much time in his bedroom from the way she'd hit on her, and Talia's touch would've been glaringly obvious, it was difficult not to notice Bianca's influence. She wasn't going to think about that yet, though it'd no doubt come up in their discussion. It wasn't a point she was looking forward to covering. "You managed to do a great job, even if it wasn't easy," she told him, feeling the room was cohesive and comfortable while still being impressive and masculine.
"I don't think so," she argued right back, knowing Eric wasn't a modest vampire, but also that she believed what she had said. Eric had all those qualities and a lot more, and Sookie respected that about him as soon as she saw them, even if she hadn't been quite ready to accept him into her life any more than he had been. "You do," she insisted as he debated whether most considered him to have a strong moral code. "It's very different than mine, and very different from most peoples', I'd imagine, but you have your own and you stick to it, that much is clear." Eric clearly believed there was a right and a wrong, and she was willing to bet anything he didn't do anything he believed was wrong unless it was absolutely necessary. Even if she didn't agree with the definitions, it was there. Relaxing against him as his hand trailed up and down her back. Trusting Eric was something she'd have thought was crazy before, but now she knew their relationship would be based on tat mutual trust. "I'm not sure a relationship is supposed to be about progress so much as just letting things happen naturally, but I'll talk to you if I have any doubts," she promised, having no problem speaking up for herself. Besides, what did she really know of relationships that worked?
Feeling a little relieved as Eric said he understood, Sookie rested her hand on his chest as he rested his head on hers. "I try," she agreed as he called her loyal, knowing that she was talking about being emotionally disloyal to Bill, but she'd stayed with him. She'd really wanted to believe in Bill, right up until the end, he'd just made it impossible. Sighing quietly as he said he couldn't understand how her loyalty wasn't returned, she shrugged slightly, not entirely understanding it herself. She wasn't upset that she and Bill weren't together anymore, but some of the things he'd done still stung. She knew Eric meant that he intended on returning her loyalty, but part of her wondered how well he'd succeed in that, despite not wanting to think such a thing. His own clarification didn't help much. "I guess we'll have to talk about how much that is," she admitted, knowing that 'to the very best of his ability' could mean a bunch of different things. Some, she just wasn't comfortable with.
Stroking his cheek lightly as Sookie looked up into Eric's eyes, she couldn't help but smile as he said he thoroughly enjoyed their first bonding, knowing that much was entirely true. "I had a hunch," she admitted with a quiet laugh that faded as he said he'd been keeping her safe. "You did tell me you would," she agreed quietly. "You're the only one who did end up keeping me safe." That was a painful fact, but a fact none the less. His teasing made her feel better, though she shook her head despite her own smile. Eric was always a little dirty, no matter the subject, and it made her smile. "Much better," she agreed anyway, not wanting to encourage the teasing, but anyone could tell it was way better when they weren't being shot at. It wasn't much of a concession. "Strange as in unknown," she clarified, shaking her head. "You shouldn't regret it. There was nothing you could have done, honestly. I needed to learn some things on my own, the hard way apparently. I was busy being really naive," she finished with a small, slightly sad smile. She had regrets too, but she knew she'd learned some really valuable lessons, even if they were painful.
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 19, 2010, 6:19am
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
"I have a daytime person who covers most of what I cannot," Eric stated without hesitation, but that didn't mean he didn't appreciate Sookie's offer, nor would he turn it down. If she was willing to help him in a way he could only consider personal, he'd be a fool to refuse. "But I will let you know when I am in need of aid," he continued, lifting her hand to his lips and kissing the back of it before holding it to his chest. Pausing for a moment, he tilted his head to look down at her. "Are you implying you would like to add touches of Sookie to my bedroom?" he asked, blond brow quirking upward. "I could support that." If his telepath did ever contribute anything to his home, he had a feeling every time it caught his attention, it'd bring a smile to his pale face. As she praised his efforts, he found himself chuckling slightly. "It's a little more ostentatious than your own eclectic room and home, but I suppose that isn't such a surprise."
Shrugging one of his shoulders, Eric placed a few kisses atop her head while listening to her insist he had some kind of moral code. "Perhaps you are right, perhaps I do," he finally conceded. Ethics really wasn't his strong point, however. "Don't let being right just this once go to your head though," he teased with a smirk as his fingers continued to trace up and down her back over the fabric of her dress. Their temporary agreement wouldn't last, especially when he already didn't agree with her following statement. "Our relationship will be about progress," he insisted without hesitation. "There is a minefield's worth of obstacles between us. Once we overcome one, we can't go backward." It'd be impossible to do so, especially when additional, unexpected ones would no doubt be popping up in front of them as they struggled through. "Things will happen naturally, but I do not want to go back." He had waited so long and worked so hard to have Sookie like this and he was doing all he could to ensure a smooth sailing in the future. The idea that it could all be for nothing or only create more walls between them was unthinkable.
"Compton's loss is my greatest gain," he stated firmly, immediately hearing Sookie's disappointment and resignation in her words, whether she meant for him to or not. Bill was a fool, Eric had always thought such a thing, but now he knew it. Eric really did believe the telepath was the greatest prize he had ever attained. He hoped that one day, there would be no sigh from her when any mention of Bill came up. He hoped that one day, he would be the prize to her. He could be patient... sometimes... sort of. He would be for her. Brow wrinkling slightly at her words, the vampire found himself frowning. "I have no issues discussing it, but what is that supposed to mean?" he asked curiously, lifting his head and looking down at the top of her own. "Do you question my loyalty?" Eric didn't like putting things off, and now was the time for them to clear some of the rubble that rested between them. If there was something to discuss, he was ready to face it head on.
Letting a smirk return to his lips as she admitted she had been well aware of how much he enjoyed their first time bonding, he really had wanted her aware of just that. Sometimes Sookie seemed to question whether or not Eric had truly desired her. He imagined between when she was pinned beneath him and the kiss he had given her after she had taken his blood, he had made that desire quite clear. "I was not the only one," he corrected. There had been others who had contributed to Sookie's safety and freedom after being trapped by the Fellowship... the vampire who had dusted himself, the Shifter who had gotten her to the hotel, and the bellboy who had tipped off Stan's nest, to name a few. "I was just perhaps the only one committed to keeping you safe." He was also pretty sure that he was the only one who had wanted so desperately in her pants, but that was an irrelevant point, especially when even now, he was just as committed to keeping her safe and protected. "That strange I can accept," he decided easily enough. "But I maintain that Compton is truly the strange one." No matter what Sookie said, Eric would have a lingering regret that she was only now becoming his. "Are you through being naive then?" he asked with a small smirk. "Because with how much you blush, you certainly could have fooled me."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 19, 2010, 5:01pm
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Nodding as Eric said he had a daytime person, Sookie already knew that. "Layla," she acknowledged, trying not to convey the mixed feelings she had for the psychic. It wasn't that she wasn't a nice person, she was, but it was clear she'd been with Eric for a short time, and naturally that created some animosity between the two. She was bonded to him too, and it wasn't her fault that Sookie'd felt a lot of jealousy she wasn't comfortable recognizing whenever she saw the psychic, but it had made her not like her much, through no fault of Layla's. Sookie wondered how close they still were. "I might be," she answered with a smile as Eric asked if she wanted to add touches to his bedroom, considering what she could add to the place. A blanket might be nice, even if it wouldn't get a lot of use. "My house has been around a lot longer than this one has," she explained as Eric called his own home more ostentatious. "And I can't really say I have that personality, nor has anyone else who's owned the place." Not Gran, certainly. It was very eclectic though, that was for certain.
Closing her eyes briefly as Eric kissed the top of her head, Sookie wondered how he could always make her smile as he did when he did that. "You do," she confirmed, smiling as he cautioned her not to let it go to her head, enjoying the way his fingers moved over her back. "I'll try," she assured him, smiling as he continued on, already disagreeing with her again. "I'm not saying we'll go backwards, and we will move forwards, you just sound like you're talking about battle strategy instead of romance," she explained, knowing that was how Eric dealt with most things, from what she'd seen. "We won't go back," she assured him once more, wanting him to know that she felt the same way, even if there was no way she was about to start talking about it using the same terms. She had to give Eric credit for confronting the possibly uncomfortable talk head on though, even if it did sound like he was charging into battle.
"You're greatest gain?" she replied doubtfully, knowing that he cared for her greatly, and that it was very significant to him that he did, but also that he must've gained a lot in his existence. He had children, other bonds, businesses… There was just no way for her to be his greatest gain. Looking up at him as he looked down at her, wanting to know what she meant about his loyalty, Sookie wasn't really sure how to approach the subject, but she knew that it had to be. She hadn't talked about it with Bill, and that'd been a disaster. "I don't question your loyalty like you mean it," she explained to start out, wondering just how this would go. "It's just… you have other women in your life that you seem pretty intimate with. That'll take some working out. And then I know vampires need to feed a lot, and get a little… into it… when they feed," she explained with a frown, talking more to Eric's unoccupied shoulder than to him. It was hard to meet his eyes when she didn't know how he'd react. "It's just not what I was brought up to think is okay in a relationship." It'd probably take some compromise on both their ends, but there were things she knew she didn't want to repeat.
Nodding as Eric corrected that he wasn't the only one who looked out for Sookie on the Dallas trip, she feeling a little guilty for saying that. "You're right. There was a lot of kindness in Dallas," she agreed, remembering some of the wonderful people who'd helped her at great risk to themselves. Nodding again as Eric said he was the only one committed to keeping her safe, that was true too. "I don't think I realized then how much danger the whole situation put you in," she admitted, having just learned about vampire politics at the time. She knew a little more now, and what Eric had done had been really risky. "You might be right," she agreed with a quiet laugh as Eric insisted Bill was strange, trailing her fingertips up his arm. "I'm less naive in some ways," she answered without a smile, though she quickly replaced it as she looked up at Eric. "But I'm pretty sure I'm still naive in the ways that make me blush like you like." He really did have a fondness for that, even if it was beyond Sookie's control.
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 19, 2010, 8:43pm
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
A blond brow shot up as Sookie placed Eric's daytime person by name, and the Viking couldn't stop himself from chuckling. It seemed humans could be as jealous as vampires. Though she didn't ask, Eric could only reassure her before it became an unnecessary issue. "Layla works for me," he stated simply. "And that is the extent of our dealings presently. Our liaison outside of work ended some time ago." He cared for Layla a great deal, he always would, and he'd continue to do all he could to ensure that she stayed safe and sound, but the seer had desired things Eric couldn't and wouldn't give her. It was nothing Sookie needed to be concerned about as far as he was aware. "You're welcome to add something to my room. Surprise me." He didn't really like surprises at all, but he think Sookie knew him well enough not to surprise him in a bad way. He could agree with one thing easily though, and nodded his head as Sookie reminded him she didn't have an ostentatious personality. "Don't worry. I'm quite sure I'm ostentatious enough for the both of us."
Shrugging the shoulder Sookie wasn't resting against, the vampire found himself shrugging. "Battle, romance... isn't it all the same thing in the end?" he asked with a smirk. Everything in his existence was dealt with the same way he would handle war of any kind. He planned his moves then faced things head on, and never surrendered, never retreated. He was also confident their relationship would be battle. There were many who would try to come between them, many who would try to take them away from one another. There would be those who tried to exploit their connection and there would be those who put Eric and Sookie against one another. He had to be prepared for that and wanted Sookie prepared as well. They needed to find the vulnerable spots in their armor now, so when such a time came, they were ready for it and not wounded or lost entirely. Still, he knew the 'romance,' unfamiliar as it was to him, was important to Sookie. "I am unfamiliar with romance," he admitted, though it was probably obvious to her. "Even when I was alive, unions were more like beneficial business transactions than courtship. It's what I know."
Nodding once to confirm she had heard his words accurately, Eric really couldn't understand what had made this optimistic human so doubtful of her own allure and value. He would continue to say such things until she believed them, if only because he was certain they were true. She deserved to be just as confident of them. Waiting for Sookie's eyes to meet his own, the Viking was left waiting. He even chanced a glance at his shoulder to see if there was something on it that had Sookie distracted. No, she was definitely avoiding him. Hooking his finger beneath her chin, he forced her eyes away from his arm and to his face. "Is this about sex?" he questioned, his eyebrow arching. "Bianca?" Taking an unnecessary breath and letting it out as a sigh, he couldn't expect Sookie to understand the complexities of such a deep bond, nor the complications of the Prince. There was no retreating though. "Bianca and I are very good for one another," he started slowly, honestly. "And we are also very bad for one another, dangerous for one another, and well aware of it. So what are your terms?" he asked, willing to hear her out and negotiate as best they could. "Do you not want me to feed from you? Have I hurt you?" he asked, somewhat surprised by her protests to feeding habits. He had been so sure she enjoyed it... "I do not require blood from you," he decided easily enough, shrugging the shoulder she seemed to find fascinating. It would be difficult to resist, but he was strong and controlled. "I will not drink from you if it is an issue."
Eric wasn't surprised to hear Sookie hadn't understood how much danger his own presence in Dallas had presented, but his telepath was worth the risk if it meant protecting her. "Stan held no grudges," he murmured. "And understood why I did what I did quickly. He cared mostly about the return of his nest mate, which he attained. My own disrespect of procedure and misdirection was a distant second. I trusted I knew Stan well enough to know it would be like that." He was Eric's king now. Letting a smile cross his lips as Sookie tried to explain how she was naive and how she was not, the vampire let out a low growl, just to see if that enough was able to make her blush yet again. "I really enjoy it."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 19, 2010, 9:59pm
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Sookie knew Layla worked for him. It wasn't actually that working that concerned Sookie, though. Watching carefully as Eric told her that things between him and Layla had ended a while ago, she nodded slowly, accepting that. "Good," she decided, her smile returning as she accepted that Eric's relationship with Layla was purely professional now. She could accept that, and she had a feeling she'd like Layla a lot more now, even if it meant Eric had a pretty assistant. He'd been there, though, and clearly it hadn't worked out, so she didn't think she had anything to worry about. "Do you like blankets?" she asked curiously, debating what to add to his room. They were comfortable, even if Eric didn't need keeping warm. "I'm sure you are," she agreed with a laugh, knowing Sookie wasn't remotely ostentatious, but Eric was doubly so. She liked it on him, but could never do it herself.
"No," Sookie insisted with a laugh as Eric asked if battle and romance weren't the same thing. She could see how Eric would apply the same tactics to both, especially with how much experience he had with the former and how little experience he had with the latter, but Sookie wouldn't see it that way. She wasn't sure if she'd call herself a romantic, but she was more that than a warrior. "I'm pretty unfamiliar with romance myself," she admitted, knowing that if she looked back at her relationship with Bill, very little of it could be called romantic. "But we can learn together. Our relationship isn't going to be exactly traditional anyway," she predicted, knowing that with how unique each of them were, their relationship would be anything but normal. They'd figure out what worked for them and go from there. She was confident that they could do it.
Finally looking up into Eric's eyes as he tilted her head up, Sookie nodded slowly, unsure how to start. This was really unfamiliar, uncomfortable territory, but some she knew needed covering. It was about sex, and it was about Bianca, and it was about sex with Bianca. "I know it's not just sex between you two," she replied, just as slowly, not really sure what to say, but knowing what she'd seen between them. "She's part of you, an important part. I can't, I won't ask you to give that up." She wanted him to know that. "The problem is that… I don't really know what to do about that, or what my terms should be, if you want to put it that way. She has a piece of your heart, I have to wonder if that leaves any room for me. And if it does, if it's okay that you're with another woman too. I wasn't brought up thinking that sort of thing is okay, but I've seen how it is between you two." They loved each other deeply, a love that spanned centuries that she wasn't sure she could ever understand. "Women other than Bianca, I don't think I'd be so understanding about, though." She had limits.
Looking at Eric with genuine confusion as he asked if she wanted him to stop feeding from her and if he'd hurt her, Sookie realized that they were clearly on two different pages. "No! No, no, that's not what I mean. I love when you bite me," she told him quickly, a slight blush coloring her cheeks that she was sure told him just how much she loved it. "I just don't want you getting too close to anyone else you feed from. And I don't want to be around when you do it," she added with a slight frown, not wanting to repeat that experience either. Eric was the experienced one, but she'd done enough experiencing that. His political experience was more valuable than she'd realized in Dallas, and silently Sookie wondered how well Eric really knew Stan. Politics were best kept out of unless Sookie really needed to know, though. Biting her lip at Eric's growl, she ducked her head to try to hide her blush in his shirt, embarrassed that she did it so easily. "I don't know why," she admitted as he said he really enjoyed her blushing, though it was obvious he did. "It's not like I can help it…"
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 19, 2010, 10:58pm
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
Eric almost had to laugh at Sookie's reaction to the news that there was really little more than a professional relationship presently between him and his daytime person. It was inarguable that his telepath really did think it was good. He hoped she believed him. It really wasn't an issue any longer. "Do I like blankets?" he repeated back with a chuckle. That certainly seemed a touch random, but if that was what Sookie wanted to contribute to his room, he'd accept it without a second thought. "I do like blankets, and believe I could do well with a new one." Especially if it was from Sookie. "Much like throw pillows, one can never have enough blankets, and if the one in question happens to be a vampire, then they can never have enough warmth." That was just a basic truth. As if to drive the point home, the Viking pulled Sookie even tighter to his body. Any warmth from her was welcomed.
"You could have fooled me," Eric murmured as Sookie stated she didn't know much about romance. All the things she had craved and asked of him certainly seemed to be what others considered romantic... and what he mostly considered to be strange. Dinners, movies, flowers, dates... Sookie definitely operated on a more romantic level than Eric. He wondered if she still believed in fairy tales. He had seen enough of the world that he was positive such frivolities didn't exist and couldn't in this world. Nodding his head as she stated their relationship wouldn't be traditional, there was no arguing that, but he couldn't just leave it at her words. "You need to understand I don't do this," he began, trying to figure out the words so she could actually understand. "The romance, the..." His voice trailed off as he sighed. "Feelings. I am unfamiliar with it all." It was a constant struggle. He'd need help, time, and patience. He hoped Sookie knew that.
"How perceptive of you," he mused with a small frown, as Sookie conceded she was aware of not only his sexual relationship with Bianca, but that there was more to it than that. That wasn't good news to the vampire. If she picked up on it, others would as well. That didn't make their tryst any easier. Listening as she tried to explain her terms, monogamy was as much a curse word to a vampire as sunlight. It seemed an impossible- not to mention undesirable- thing humans convinced themselves was necessary, but Sookie didn't seem to entirely be asking for that, or at the very least, unsure if she could get it. "Bianca is a part of me, she has been for centuries and will be until the day one of us is ended." There was no denying it, and he wouldn't want to. "But we exist separately. We've gone centuries without so much as seeing one another. She has a piece of my silent heart, but..." His voice trailed off and he shrugged momentarily. "Sookie, for the first time in a very, very long time, I have found someone who excites me, who is important to me for reasons I can't comprehend." The last time had been Bianca herself. "I will not let that go. I cannot let myself do such a thing when I know what the rewards of pursuing it can be. No other woman aside from Bianca I can manage," he stated easily enough. It would be difficult, but he was disciplined and not attracted to the easily available trash that pursued him vigorously. If she wanted no Bianca, it would be more difficult, and he'd have decisions to make. "Bianca has her own interests far outside of me. You met her human, and she is the companion of another vampire, one it has been rumored intends on entering into a marriage with her. I also don't think she's entirely fond of my interest in you." Actually, he was certain of it. "I do not think you have as much to fear as you believe you do."
Allowing a smirk to cross his lips as Sookie insisted she loved when he bit her, the admittance left the vampire wondering where her thoughts had been heading then. "To anyone else I feed from?" he repeated. "How many do you believe I am feeding on?" he asked a little dubiously. "I am a very old vampire, Sookie. I don't require much blood. I haven't fed on any human but you since I took you to dinner at Les Deux Poissons." And he hadn't even fed on her until New York. "Synthetic shit and bagged, donated blood are more than enough to sustain me. Blood from you has spoiled me from a willing donor." He wouldn't call his diet when away from her fun, but it wasn't something she needed to worry about. "And I would never, never feed on another in your presence. Do not insult either of us that way. It is a taboo I would never consider breaching." Half of him wondered where she ever even came up with the idea that he or any other vampire would do such a thing. He didn't have long to be insulted by the suggestion though as she began her blushing, and he rested a hand on her cheek, tilting her head away from his shirt so he could see it, a smirk on his face. "It is very human, something no vampire is capable of and it involves a rush of blood no vampire can resist. What's more, I make you do it. Nothing else compares."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 19, 2010, 11:40pm
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
It was tough for Sookie to hide her relief that Eric and Layla weren't sleeping together anymore because, really, Sookie didn't think she could compete with that. Layla was gorgeous, confident in herself and her gift, and liked by pretty much everyone. It was tough not to ask what had ended things between them, but it really wasn't her business. Nodding as Eric repeated her question, she smiled at his answer. "I crochet sometimes, to help get rid of stress," she told him, since she didn't think he knew that. "I could make you one." She'd really like to do that, and she had an idea for something that would go really nicely in his room. Nuzzling his shoulder as he pulled her closer, she smiled at the idea, excited to get started when she got home. "Well then I'll just have to make you something to keep you warm." She'd like doing that for him.
Smiling as Eric disputed her lack of knowledge about romance, she shrugged slightly, wondering if he was right. "Firsthand knowledge, I mean. The dates you took me on were some of the first really romantic nights I've had," she admitted, very fond of the memory of those dates. "But maybe I do know more about romance," she conceded, since she knew stuff from movies and friends. At least there was where she'd gotten her ideas from, when Eric didn't seem to have much concept of the word, though he could pull off some very romantic dates. Nodding as Eric tried to explain that he was unfamiliar with romance and relationships and looked a little frustrated trying to explain it, she leaned up to place a gentle kiss on his lips. "I know," she answered, able to see how much of an effort he was making for her. She appreciated every bit of it.
Eric didn't seem thrilled that Sookie knew about his relationship with Bianca, which wasn't so surprising either. "It's not like it's obvious or anything," she told him honestly, trying not to frown a little herself. "I was just watching you, especially after things ended with Bill." She'd been closer with Eric during that trip, but something was still there with Bianca. "And I was with her when you were… indisposed… in Shreveport." He didn't want to call it taken, but she'd seen Bianca's reaction to Eric being kidnapped. No, she couldn't try to keep them apart. She couldn't be responsible for causing that kind of pain to either of them. The way he described Bianca was a real, lasting love, whether Eric realized it or not, but the way he described her was equally touching. "You don't have to let me go," she assured him, wanting to make it clear she wasn't giving him an ultimatum or anything like that. "And you don't have to let her go either," she continued, knowing that part would be difficult for him. Him not being with other women was the important part, at least until they figured things out better. She knew Bianca pretty much hated her, that wasn't news, but she could handle that. "Being in a relationship means accepting all of a person, and she's part of you. I just don't really want to know about it," she finished with a small smile. She could accept that Bianca was an important part of Eric's life, she was pretty sure, but not if it was flaunted.
Nodding as Eric repeated her words, Sookie wondered where their wires had crossed, because she'd expected him to react very different to this. "I don't know," she admitted as he asked how many people she thought he was feeding on. "Don't vampires always feed on lots of people?" She'd thought i was pretty standard, but apparently not for Eric. "You really haven't?" she asked as he told her how long it'd been since he'd fed on another human, knowing he was telling the truth, but still pretty shocked at the news. She didn't know what to say to knowing that he really could handle synthetic and bagged blood other than her. She hadn't even thought to ask him not to feed on anyone else, just not to do it in front of her. "I didn't know it was taboo," she replied quietly, still a little shocked from all this information. "You know I don't just mean in another room, right?" she asked, wanting to make sure she was getting this right. She didn't know what to make of all this if she was. Still, she smiled as he studied her blush, leaning into the hand on her cheek and closing her eyes. "Then you can keep liking it," she decided with a smile, as though she was any more in control of that as she was of blushing. "You sure do make me do it a lot."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 20, 2010, 12:58am
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
"You have stress?" Eric asked, a small smirk on his lips. He actually had a pretty good idea of how much stress Sookie was under. "Does that work?" Maybe he needed to take up some crocheting. "I think that would be the perfect addition to my room," he finally answered. He'd willingly keep a blanket that had been made by Sookie's hands on his bed nightly. It wouldn't be the same as having his telepath's warm body next to him, but there would be few better ways to fall dead to the world at dawn than with the faint smell of Sookie nearby. He really was very fond of his human. "In the meantime, until you are able to make and complete the addition, feel free to keep me warm however you see fit. Really, I encourage you to be as creative as possible." Hell, he'd still insist on encouraging her to do that even after she made the contribution to his bedroom.
He really didn't think Sookie could argue that she knew much more about romance than he did, considering his own knowledge was pretty much nonexistent. It was just not something he had ever had to do before. Even before vampires left the coffin, it wasn't as if he took whatever human was satisfying his needs to dinner or on a date. Sookie definitely had clear ideas of how romantic a relationship could be, and he'd simply do all he could to keep that need of hers satisfied. "Perhaps there is a book I can read that could help clear up these courting procedures?" he half thought aloud, half asked. Things sure were less complicated when you just bartered for someone's hand or inherited a wife as he had. Despite his frustration, he found it all almost slip away as Sookie pressed her lips to his, and though the kiss was short, he enjoyed it fully. "Do that again," he murmured with a smile. "It successfully stops me from thinking of battle..."
Letting out a thoughtful "hmmm" as Sookie insisted Eric's relationship with Bianca wasn't obvious, it was something the two of them would need to address. Sure, a number of people were well aware of it, but he had intentionally done all he could to keep Sookie from knowing of it. If she was aware of it, he and Bianca would need to work on making their relationship seem nothing more than any other Maker-child bond out there for their own sake. Listening as she insisted she wouldn't force him to choose, it was an immediate relief to Eric. The last time he had been faced with such a situation, he hadn't handled it well. "I haven't wanted you, or anyone else for that matter, to know even as much as you seem to know," he countered. He had no intention of throwing the untraditional relationship he shared with Bianca in her face. Really, he went out of his way to keep Sookie from being exposed to it, often at the expense of his relationship with Bianca. At least, that had been the case when Bianca had invaded their dinner date. "I would much rather keep you completely from it. You are important to me. I do not want to hurt you. And no matter what you may believe, Bianca cannot be you." They were two different people and his desire of them was two completely different things. Bianca could never be the compassionate, kind, emotional, vulnerable, fragile being Sookie was, and Sookie could never have the hundreds of years together with him that he and Bianca had shared.
"That really depends on the vampire," he answered with a shrug. Eric had never been one to feed on many different people, at least when he was no longer a newborn. Once a vampire had control of their urges, there really wasn't such a need to target a different person nightly. "It was more common when there was no such thing as synthetic blood, but now it really isn't necessary if a vampire takes a human." Nodding his head to answer her question, he shrugged his shoulders once more. "I really haven't. You were finally agreeing to be my human. I would not jeopardize that." It hadn't even crossed his mind to try before she was willingly giving him her blood. "In another room?" he echoed back, eyebrow arching. "Where did you get this idea that such an act is common? Or acceptable? I would never do such a thing. If I required blood and you were incapable or unwilling to provide it, I would drink synthetic or donated blood... from a glass, not a human being. The alternative would be unthinkable. Even in an emergency situation, it would be inappropriate. The only time it could be considered acceptable would be if you told me to do it, but even then, I doubt I would. It is not something you should concern yourself with." Letting his thumb stroke her flushed cheek as his hand rested against it, he smiled. "So I have noticed. Do you think you will ever cease to be embarrassed by the things I say?" He almost hoped she wouldn't.
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 20, 2010, 1:46am
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Nodding as Eric asked if she had stress, Sookie thought that seemed like a pretty mild way to put it, but she wasn't about to say so. Eric had stress too. There was no need for her to complain. "A little bit," she admitted as he asked of crocheting worked for the stress, thinking that it at least took the edge off and gave her something else to focus on, plus it was always fun seeing what she created. "I think so too," she agreed, thinking his bed could use a nice blanket. It sounded silly, but she liked the idea of being able to give Eric a present to keep him warm, even if that didn't make much sense to her since he'd have to actually be warm to stay warm, but she wasn't too worried. "That won't be a problem," she assured him with a smile as he told her to be creative in keeping him warm until she made the blanket. "I've got lots of body heat to share."
Smiling at Eric's wonderings about a book that could help him learn about courting, Sookie shook her head, her fingertips tracing patterns on his arm. "You could check the library," she suggested, knowing it was pretty likely that he'd find something helpful there, but she didn't know how much it would actually clear things up. Reading about dating and actually doing it were two very different things, she was sure. Laughing as Eric urged her to kiss him again, she nodded before doing just that, letting her lips capture his for longer this time. She could feel his mood lift significantly whenever she kissed him, and she doubted anything was more flattering. She loved being so close to him, getting to kiss him whenever she wanted, even during such a serious talk. It really did help to take some of the discomfort out of the conversation.
Listening quietly as Eric admitted that he hadn't wanted her to know even as much about his relationship with Bianca as she already did, Sookie nodded, very much getting that feeling. "I'd like to be kept completely from it," she agreed, knowing she really had been, for the most part. During moments of extreme duress, the two gravitated towards each other and showed some of the love they had for each other, but otherwise they did hide it really well. "We'll have to be honest about it with each other, but I think if you could keep it separate, that'd be a good thing." Sharing Eric with another woman wouldn't be easy or traditional, but she'd already known they were far from traditional. "I know we're very different," she acknowledged with a small smile, knowing that even though Eric said Bianca couldn't be her, she couldn't be Bianca either. They'd just need to mean different things to him, and she thought that could be okay.
Unable to keep from frowning as Eric shared the information with her that vampires didn't need to feed from humans so much with synthetic and if they already had a human, she tried not to physically tense up at the information, but she felt very stupid. She hadn't even thought to question Bill, but here Eric was, telling her he'd treated her much worse than she'd guessed. Wrapping her arms around him a little tighter as he confirmed how long it'd been since he'd fed from anyone but her, she really was grateful that he was so good to her. "I really appreciate that," she told him honestly, appreciating what a wonderful vampire she had now. "You really do treat me well," she said quietly, not surprised, but touched by what he'd done for her. "Bill did it," she admitted, terribly embarrassed now to admit it, but she hadn't known it was wrong. Well, she'd felt wrong at the time, all kinds of wrong, but Bill had insisted it was necessary. Shaking her head, she had to smile at Eric as he stroked her cheek. "Probably not," she admitted, honestly not thinking she would. "You always manage to surprise me."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 20, 2010, 3:24am
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
Pulling Sookie even closer to him at her words, a genuine smile crossed his lips followed by a flash of fang Eric just couldn't prevent... not that he would have wanted to. He had always enjoyed making it clear to the telepath just how much he desired her, even when she had deemed it entirely inappropriate to do so. He actually found her ability to rile him up with such ease yet another trait of the telepath he just couldn't do without. "It better not be," he stated with a smirk as she assured him she could keep him warm until she delivered him a handmade blanket. Actually letting out a growl at her words, he let his hand move from her back do her leg. "Do you?" he asked, dragging his hand up the outside of her leg, under her dress, before coming to rest on her hip. "So you do, but I know for a fact you can get much warmer." He liked personally seeing to that.
Laughing at her suggestion, Eric shook his head. "I don't even know if the library is open after night fall." Borrowing anything wasn't really in the nature of vampires. Stealing, sure, but never borrowing. "Regardless I have a reputation. I cannot be caught dead borrowing a book on being romantic," he decided with a chuckle. "I don't think I could kill enough people to make up for that if anyone discovered such a thing." He would just have to wing it. Fortunately for Eric, he was pretty good at doing just that. And Sookie was pretty good at taking his mind off of the concerns he had in entering such unknown territory to him. Sighing against her lips as they met his own again, he parted hers with his, deepening the kiss without hesitation. Kissing had never really been a problem between the two of them... even when it should have been. Smiling through the kiss, he pulled back just slightly, so his lips were only a breath from hers. "That helps. That helps a lot."
The Viking was left wondering when Sookie had become aware of what he shared with Bianca, but would unquestionably be watching out for it from now on. Knowing Bianca as he did, he imagine she had probably attempted to stake some kind of claim in him when he wasn't looking, and found himself smiling slightly at the thought. "If I ever fail to keep something from you that you would not want to be exposed to, I hope you will tell me." That included if she ended up threatened or harmed... though he really didn't think Bianca would do such a thing to her, if only because of how it would effect and hurt him. "I would not have given you my blood last night if I wasn't invested in this, committed to it and to you," he stated sincerely. "The bond between a Maker and the ones they create is just very... complex." And that was really putting it very mildly. "No matter how many centuries pass, it never becomes less complicated."
Something was definitely wrong, Eric could feel it, but it wasn't coming from his end. Frowning, he studied Sookie's face, watching as emotions seemed to flicker behind her eyes in a puzzling array. Had he said something wrong? He had only reassured her with an honest truth. Did she think he was lying? Holding her more closely as she suddenly gripped him with more purpose, his frown lingered despite her praise as he tried to process what was amiss. "Bill did what?" he asked almost absent-mindedly, his own thoughts trying to work out what could have upset her before he blinked once and looked at her in disbelief. "Bill... fed from another in front of you? After you were his?" he concluded, yet questioned, an anger rapidly growing within him. "When? How did he...?" His voice trailed off as he bit back a growl and instead settled on a hiss through his fangs that had extended beyond his control. He was furious Bill would disrespect Sookie in such a way. Sure, he had sent a human to Bill immediately after he had brought Sookie to Fangtasia hoping to cause a quick and decisive end to Bill's claim right then, but he hadn't actually expected Bill to do such a thing. "There is no greater insult to our human companions," he finally stated after taking an unnecessary breath to calm himself, the only thing keeping him from flying to Bon Temps immediately and ripping the vampire-in-question's head off. "You must let me remind Compton of his manners."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 20, 2010, 5:12pm
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Sookie swore she felt a rush of excitement every time she saw Eric's fangs that she just couldn't explain. She loved when he bit her, but it was pretty clear he wasn't going to at the moment, so the rush didn't quite make sense. Still, it did things to her, like make her blush, that she was sure only fueled the cycle. "Don't you worry," she assured him, smile still in place as she ran her hand over his chest, already doing what she could to keep him a little warmer. Biting her lip and closing her eyes as Eric trailed his hand up her leg, Sookie's eyes only opened again when it came to a stop on her hip. "You do have a skill for warming me up," she agreed, feeling a little warmer already with Eric's hand up her dress like that. Eric's hands directly on her skin always did that to her, no matter how cool his skin actually was.
"It is," she told him as he doubted the library was open at night, smiling at how ridiculous the vampire seemed to think the question was. "You could always order the book online then," she suggested with a laugh of her own. "Then no one would know. It'd be your secret." The idea of Eric ever actually reading a book on being romantic was pretty ridiculous. "I don't think you really need a book, though. The dates you took me on were pretty romantic, and everything else, we'll just figure out together." That sounded more fun than reading a book anyway. Besides, if they figured it out on their own, that meant that Sookie could distract him from his frustrations by kissing him, something she thoroughly enjoyed doing, and always had. "That's good to know," she smiled against his lips before settling into his chest again. "I like distracting you that way."
Nodding after a moment as Eric told her he wanted to be told if she ever wanted something kept from her, she didn't normally like to be kept in the dark, and in a way she was glad she knew about his relationship with Bianca so she could make the choice about whether or not she wanted to deal with it for herself, but she would keep it in mind. "She's not really gonna try to kill me, is she?" she asked, trying to sound like she was joking, but wanting to make sure. "I mean, she's never said it, but she looks at me like she'd like to sometimes…" There was no harm in making sure. Smiling at the reminder that they'd exchanged blood last night, and also at the fact that Eric considered that a commitment, she pressed a kiss to his chest. "Maybe eventually I'll want to know about it, but right now, we'll focus on our own bond," she decided, hoping that was the best solution. As long as she and Bianca didn't talk much, which they didn't, she didn't think it'd be an issue.
Sookie was almost confused as Eric asked what Bill did, seeming not to connect her confession to the rest of their conversation for a few moments. When he finally did, it was all Sookie could do to nod, a little surprised by just how angry Eric was. "In the next room," she clarified with a small frown. "In Dallas, and some other times. He said he had to, cause he was taking too much blood from me, and didn't want me to be too weak, which I was getting cause he didn't like the taste of the vitamins I had to take," she explained quietly, embarrassed now. She'd thought it was common, even if she'd hated it. Rubbing Eric's chest soothingly as she looked up at him, she shook her head at just how angry he was over it. "There's no need for all that. It's in the past," she reminded him to both calm him and prevent him from killing Bill. "Harming him's just unnecessary. I'm yours now. He's never gonna touch me again, you don't have to worry."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 20, 2010, 8:11pm
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
Even through the material of his t-shirt, Eric could feel the warmth of Sookie's hand as it settled on his chest and his eyes briefly fell closed at the sensation of it. Sure, there was nothing really uncommon about having a human next to him, or touching him, but the fact that it was Sookie made it something else, something better. As his own hand settled on her hip, his cool fingers pressing into flesh that felt molten to his touch, he could feel his blood flowing freely just beneath her skin. Smirking as she acknowledged he had a skill for warming her up, he nodded once. "I intend on mastering the skill to the point I can consider it an area of expertise," he mused aloud. "Will you be a willing subject?" He knew she would, and if the rush of blood to her cheeks was any indication, he wasn't doing so poorly already. Nodding once as she decided he really didn't need a book in order to be romantic, Eric smiled slightly. "I am not one for research anyway," he agreed. "I'm more of a hands on learner." He would willingly be very hands on with Sookie.
Keeping one hand on her hip and letting the other stroke the back of her head as she once more cuddled into his chest, the vampire's brow wrinkled slightly as he considered her question. Would Bianca try to kill her? It was a little debatable... "I don't believe so," he answered, though that probably lacked the certainty she had been hoping for. Eric himself wished he could be more certain about it. "She knows doing such a thing would upset me." That was putting it mildly, really. It would hurt him, both physically and mentally. "I think that would be enough to keep her from acting on such a thing, but she will still have the desire to do so." Vampires were possessive and very easily jealous. Pausing for a moment, he knew Sookie would have too many out there anxious to end her without Eric's allies being among them. "If I believe it is remotely necessary, I will order her to do no such thing," he decided with a bit of a heavy heart. He didn't like ordering his children to do anything. The fact that he gave them so much free will kept them from loathing him. "But I don't believe that will be needed."
Taking an unnecessary breath, when he was warning her of those connected to him possibly being a danger, there was another she needed to be prepared for. He didn't know what Bill had told her- if he had told her anything- of the dynamic between Maker and child. Eric knew well enough from when Bill had first approached him about moving into Area Five from Seattle, that he had a strained relationship with his Maker and that she had practiced an inordinate amount of control over him. Eric had seen Jessica be ordered around by Bill, he was sure Sookie had as well, but he didn't know if she truly understood what she was witnessing. Given how ignorant Bill seemed to keep Sookie, however, there was only one way to find out what she was aware of. "What do you know of a vampire's relationship to their Maker?" he asked a little hesitantly, taking an unnecessary breath. "Are you aware that my Maker still exists?"
Frowning as Sookie clarified what had happened, seemingly defending what Bill had done somewhat, Eric was left shaking his head. "He was taking too much from you? He sent you to another room? He let you think it was acceptable?" He wouldn't even acknowledge the idea that Bill had complained of the taste of Sookie's blood. Even infected with maenad venom, it was extraordinary. Letting his hand move from the back of her head in order to rub once over his face, Eric was nothing short of fuming. "He treated you as nothing more than a fangbanger, not his chosen bonded," he stated as he pulled his hand away from his face to look into her own. "You should be furious." He was, when Sookie was so much more than the way she had been treated. "You should have told me," he sighed. He may not have had Sookie for himself then, and she may have hated him for it, but he never would have let Bill return from Dallas. He wouldn't have killed him, but he would have banished him from his territory when Eric had already known how important Sookie was. "You don't know that," he countered with a defeated sigh as Sookie insisted he'd never touch her again. Eric had seen the look in Bill's eyes the night before. He wasn't so confident. "But if you insist, I will not harm him." Those words were really a struggle to say, but they would be a bigger struggle to keep.
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 20, 2010, 9:17pm
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Nuzzling Eric's shoulder as his hand rested on her hip, Sookie couldn't help but smile at his words. "Very willing," she answered with a nod, looking up to meet his eyes. Warming her up had never been something Eric had difficulty with, whether it was just her cheeks or all of her. He had a knack for it. He was also pretty good at being romantic, when he wanted to be, whether he wanted to admit it or not. "I got that impression," she agreed as he called himself a hands on learner, personally unable to picture Eric sitting somewhere and studying how to be romantic. Even if it was kept a secret, she just couldn't picture the vampire doing it. It wasn't how he did things, and Sookie really didn't mind that, especially when his hands on research involved his hands on her.
Closing her eyes as his free hand moved to the back of her head, stroking it in a way she always found soothing, she was glad to hear he didn't think Bianca would try to kill her, even if she wished he sounded a little more sure of himself. "Maybe if we get to know each other better, she won't hate me as much?" Sookie suggested, though she didn't know if that'd actually help, or just give Bianca more opportunity. "From what I've seen from her, she won't want to hurt you," she agreed, and if Bianca thought that hurting her would hurt Eric, maybe she really wouldn't do it. From their bond, she could tell that Eric didn't want to have to order anyone around, but she nodded, offering a small smile. "I'm sure it won't," she agreed, hoping they were right. She didn't know how getting to know Bianca would actually work, but maybe it'd make the whole thing better for everyone? She really wasn't sure. It was all really new territory for her, and for everyone else, she was pretty sure.
Eric had called the bond between a Maker and his child really complex, and honestly, Sookie wasn't sure she knew so much about that. Jessica talked about it sometimes, when she was upset, but she wasn't sure Jessica knew much more than she did. Bill wasn't great at teaching these things, no matter the situation, it seemed. "Not much," she admitted when Eric asked her how much she knew. "Jessica says she can't disobey Bill cause he's her Maker, but I don't think he's a very good one, so I'm not sure he's really a reliable source." He'd lied to her a lot, there was really no reason he wouldn't lie to Jessica. Shaking her head as he asked if she knew that his Maker was still alive, she honestly hadn't. "He must be really old," she decided thoughtfully. "Why haven't you mentioned him before? Is he around? Do you know where he is?"
Nodding as Eric repeated what she told him had happened, Sookie wasn't entirely comfortable with talking about it, but she knew she had to. "I was getting all tired," she explained with another nod. "That kind of standard blood loss feeling." Maybe it was different for vampires, but it wasn't fun. "I didn't think it was acceptable, even though he told me it was. I was furious," she clarified, especially because he said she should be. "I was furious, and embarrassed, and I hated it." She'd felt completely disgusting because of it, and thought he was disgusting too, but she hadn't thought she had any choice, and she'd thought Bill loved her. Apparently she'd really been in denial. "I didn't know there was a reason to," she admitted as he said she should have told him. Bill had insisted it was normal. Wincing slightly as Eric said she didn't know that Bill wouldn't touch her again, Sookie tucked her head under his chin, feeling incredibly stupid for the whole thing. "I've taken away his invitation to my house, and he's not welcome in my life anymore." Despite that, Sookie would've felt guilty if Eric got into something with Bill over her. "I don't want anyone getting hurt because of me."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 20, 2010, 10:14pm
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
Looking into Sookie's eyes as she confirmed she would be a willing subject to test his warming skills, Eric let out a quiet growl while smirking. He would enjoy that thoroughly, but he was confident she would as well. The telepath really was never more beautiful than when naked beneath him, a flush in her cheeks and a sheen on her skin caused from their exertions. He really couldn't wait to take her body to even further limits. "Good," he confirmed as she admitted to having already thought he was a hands on learner. "I wanted to make my own intentions very, very clear. I can't promise my learning will always be romantic," he conceded, placing a few kisses on the top of her head and down to her temple. "But I believe I can promise it will always be fulfilling." That was a promise he'd enjoy keeping.
"Perhaps," Eric agreed with a shrug of one of his shoulders, his hand not leaving the back of her head. "What do you propose? A girls night out?" he asked with a bit of a chuckle. He could already anticipate how well that would go. "Pam has mentioned females often have a bonding experience called 'sleepovers' that are almost ritualistic," he continued, incredibly amused by this line of thinking, though as he began considering that, he immediately stopped chuckling and quirked a brow, an array of images dancing through his mind's eye. "If you should ever go that route, at the very least, I demand video." Shaking the thoughts from his mind for the moment, but storing them for another time, he looked down at her, a reassuring smile on his lips. "I don't believe Bianca hates you. Hates my desire of you, my attraction to you, and my bond with you, perhaps, but not you. Perhaps you are right. Perhaps if you are given the chance to show her who you are, she would, at least, understand." He was sure Bianca's human offered her things Eric never could, it was one of the only reasons the Viking could begrudgingly accept the witch. Bianca wasn't always unreasonable. There was a possibility she would accept it.
Nodding his head once to confirm Jessica's words were accurate, for the most part, he let out a sigh. "A vampire cannot disobey the command of the one who made him. It is physically impossible. We are compelled to follow their orders. If we try to fight it, it can destroy us." It was mentally and physically anguishing. "Our blood is their blood, we would not exist without them. A child must accept that his Maker's will is his purpose. I do my best not to control my children in such a way. Being forced to obey is being helpless. The resentment it creates is eternal for us." He spoke from experience. Nodding his head as she called his own Maker really old, Eric stared up at the ceiling. "He was so old when he found me he didn't know his age. By now, he has existed for well over two thousand years. I have mentioned him before. He is the vampire who could aid Jessica in her true nature. I haven't mentioned him more directly because I hoped you would never need to be aware of him. I have done my best to keep his knowledge of you nonexistent, but you have had more of my blood now... which is more of his blood. If he ever lays eyes on you, he will know what you are to me, and he will not like it." Letting his eyes return to hers, he sighed once more. "And he has never hesitated to take what is important from me in the past."
Eric could barely believe his ears. How could Bill be so careless? So undisciplined? For someone who preached so proudly of his mainstreaming ways, he had been debilitating both his companion and an asset without remorse. Sure, Bill required far more blood than Eric did in order to sustain himself, but draining Sookie was hardly an option and was definitely not one he should have been entertaining apparently far too often. "You should still be furious," he stated without hesitation. Closing his eyes for a long moment, he tried to calm himself, at least for Sookie's benefit. He doubted it was doing any good to upset her further. "I am not mad at you," he stated once he reopened his eyes and sought out her own. "I am furious at him. What he did is degrading to you and something that could get many of us into trouble." Since leaving the coffin, vampires knew they needed to treat their humans with respect. Not doing so would only further fuel the hate groups out there that loathed them so. He'd be watching Bill even closer from now on. "I know how you feel about such things, and because of it, I will respect your wishes, but if he approaches you again, in any way, I want to know. Immediately." If he hadn't respected Sookie when she had been his, Eric wouldn't anticipate him respecting her now that she wasn't.
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 20, 2010, 10:52pm
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Blushing a little more at Eric's growl, Sookie momentarily hid her face in Eric's shoulder, frustrated with her own blushing. It was so frequent around Eric and it really wasn't nearly as bad otherwise. He just tended to get that reaction from her, and clearly he liked it, she just wished she had more control over it. Smiling at his words, she closed her eyes at his kisses. "It doesn't have to always be romantic," she told him, unable to wipe her smile away as he promised it would always be fulfilling. "That I believe," she admitted, leaning up to meet his lips, smiling even as she kissed him. Eric made her blush on a regular basis, but he made her smile even more. No one else did that to her, and she really liked that.
Settling back into his shoulder as he stroked the back of her head, she shrugged, not really having thought that far ahead. "Maybe," she considered, wondering if a girls night out would be a good idea. Maybe it would. "I don't think a sleepover is a good idea, though. Sleeping around Bianca just seems like asking for trouble." She didn't want to turn her back on the female vampire, much less be so vulnerable as to sleep around her. Laughing at Eric's words, she wondered how it was that all males, alive or dead, went the kinky route when thinking about sleepovers. "Maybe," she agreed with a laugh, knowing it was never happening anyway. She didn't quite believe that Bianca didn't hate her, but she'd buy that she hated everything else about her relationship with Eric. "That's what I'm hoping," she told him with a small nod. "I'll have to think about the best way to do that." It really wouldn't be easy.
Listening quietly as Eric told her about the bond between a Maker and his children, Sookie thought it was a lot of control to have over someone. A lot of control. She could understand how it could breed resentment, and also why Eric wouldn't want to do that to his own children. She could also understand a little more about Bill and Jessica's relationship, and how Jessica must have felt. Jessica felt helpless enough without being forced into anything. "That must be awful," she thought aloud, lightly rubbing Eric's arm as he spoke of his own Maker. "If he's so awful, why do you want him helping Jessica?" He didn't sound much better than Bill. "And why wouldn't he like what I am to you? Why would he take things from you?" She couldn't understand why anyone would want to treat Eric that way, especially when Eric was more than old enough to take care of himself.
"I am, sometimes," Sookie admitted when Eric insisted she should still be furious. "It's hard to be furious all the time. I'm trying to deal with everything, work through it all. I've kind of moved on from being mad at Bill. It's not worth the energy or what it does to me." She couldn't go around being bitter all the time. "Mostly I just feel stupid now." Even more now that she knew how bad things had really been. Nodding as he said he wasn't mad at her, that was good to hear, but she hadn't really felt the anger directed at her. Bill hadn't treated her well, but Eric did. She hadn't been dating him long, but she knew the difference already. "I'll tell you," she assured him as Eric said he wanted to know if Bill approached her. "I have you on speed dial," she told him with a small smile and a kiss to his cheek. "Besides, I think Bill's too scared of you to try anything." She hoped that was true, anyway.
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 20, 2010, 11:41pm
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
Laughing aloud as Sookie quickly attempted to hide her face in his shoulder, Eric was left shaking his head back and forth in both amusement and bewilderment. "Why are you always attempting to conceal your reaction?" he asked, hooking a finger beneath her chin and forcing her head once more out of his shoulder, his eyes flickering over her rosy cheeks. "Especially when I enjoy it so much? Do you want to deprive me of something I find so much pleasure in?" If this was how she intended on paying him back for distracting her during the drive in, he thoroughly disapproved. He could approve of her kiss, however. Gripping her hip as he returned her affection fervently, he found his cold lips curling upward into a smile, a small sigh escaping him at how contented she made him feel. He would not grow tired of that.
Actually grinning as Sookie decided sleeping around Bianca was dangerous, the telepath really was perceptive. "You probably have a point there," he agreed. If Sookie wasn't careful, Bianca would keep her up or throw things at her while she was dead to the world in order so they would have the opportunity to discuss feelings. "Bianca enjoys shopping," he suggested as an afterthought, but he imagined Sookie and Bianca did very different kinds of shopping in very different places. "You don't have to do anything though," he decided easily enough. "I can't imagine Bianca has any more intention of destroying you than I have of ending the witch." Sure, he had been tempted more than a time or two, but he never had and never would. "I would not intentionally force the two of you to interact at all. If she makes you nervous, you really don't need to approach her." Bianca would probably be flattered to know the telepath was so concerned about her though.
Shaking his head, he couldn't really expect Sookie to completely understand when the Maker-child relationship was so strange. "I would not say he is awful," he corrected. "He is very strong, very disciplined, and he is a true vampire. I would not be where I am today had I not had such a strong Maker. Jessica could do well with instruction from one such as him, but unlike me, she does not have to obey him. She would be more free." There were really no easy answers to Sookie's questions, and Eric found himself sighing. "Appius is very disciplined. He taught me attachments are dangerous distractions and go against one's self preservation. He believes I am frivolous with my blood. He took my life, he took me away from my family and children, he took my body, and even very recently claimed a newborn from me. You are human and important to me. He would not hesitate to take you from me as well if he had the chance. That is why you must make certain Jessica would never speak of you to him and why you cannot interfere. If Appius knew... he would end you and take pleasure in my pain. He would look at it as a favor, something done to make me stronger. I can't allow that." He couldn't fight it either.
Listening as Sookie tried to explain her anger and how she was coping with it, Eric finally nodded his head slowly. She was human, not a vampire, and he had to remember that. Using her anger would do her little good when humans felt so much more than the undead could ever recall and imagine. "You are not stupid," he stated firmly, unwilling to let her think such a thing. Compton had tricked her, he was a vampire, it was what they did. Eric was only left wishing he had known then what he was learning now, because he could have and would have done something about it. "Bill is the fool." And he was. He had been gifted with Sookie's attention, devotion, and unwavering loyalty, something Eric had desired almost immediately upon meeting her. If he took that for granted, he deserved any suffering he felt now for his loss. "Good," Eric murmured with a weak smile as she informed him he was on her speed dial. "But that only helps if his fear of me is greater than his desire of you." Or his obsession. Sookie may not have understood, Eric didn't entirely understand it himself, but Sookie was something difficult to let go of.
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 21, 2010, 12:28am
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Sookie didn't really know why she was always trying to hide her blushing from Eric. "Just used to it, I guess," she explained, used to hiding her blush from other people when it happened. "I guess I really have no other way of controlling it," she tried to explain, since it wasn't something she could help otherwise, but she wasn't sure. "No, I don't want to deprive you of anything you find pleasure in," she admitted before she kissed him, teeth lightly scraping against his lip as he gripped her hip, trying to remind herself to behave. They were having a serious discussion, as much as she enjoyed kissing him, and as wonderful as she could tell it made both of them feel. The quiet sigh that escaped him made Sookie's heart flutter a little with how happy it made her, just because he sounded so relaxed with her. He was such a different Eric from the one in the club, and Sookie loved that she could bring that out in him.
Sookie was beginning to think that getting to know Bianca better really would be a good idea, if the female vampire didn't kill her. Nodding slowly as Eric said that Bianca enjoyed shopping, Sookie had noticed that, but she wasn't sure how well that'd go. "Maybe that would work," she agree cautiously, since she really didn't think she and Bianca did the same shopping. "Is there anything else she likes that we could do together?" she asked, hoping that there was something, anything, they could relate better on. They had to have something else in common, aside from Eric, didn't they? "I'd like to," she answered as Eric assured her that she didn't have to do anything for Bianca. "It'd probably be easier for all of us if we could get along." She didn't know if she and Bianca would ever actually like each other, but Sookie was willing to try.
Sookie was pretty surprised Eric wouldn't say that his Maker was awful when the way he was describing him certainly made him sound that way. She wasn't going to argue with him on it though. "That might be good," she agreed cautiously as he said that Jessica would have more free will with Eric's Maker, and she really would do well with someone who could teach her how to be a real vampire. "I'll talk to her and make sure she knows," she told Eric with a small frown, not liking the idea of a vampire who was thousands of years old wanting her dead. "I'm guessing this isn't one of those cases of getting to know him so he'll like me, right?" she asked, though she already knew it wasn't. He'd already taken so much from Eric, and she couldn't even imagine what that had been like for him. Hugging him tighter without really realizing what she was doing, she nodded, frowning. "He does sound kind of awful though, Eric…" He certainly didn't sound like a good guy, even if he was a good vampire.
Eric seemed to understand why Sookie needed to let go of her anger, but she wasn't really sure if he actually understood or was just letting it go. She had to think he understood, since Eric wasn't really one to let things go. "I feel it," she sighed as Eric insisted she wasn't stupid, not really believing him. She'd trusted Bill, and clearly that'd been a mistake. Despite not wanting to waste the energy on Bill, she'd definitely have words with him next time she saw him, though honestly, she hoped to never see him again. Eric had a point, though. She'd probably have to see Bill again. He hadn't acted like things were over between them, no matter how many times she'd told him, and even when she'd told him she was with Eric. "I'll be careful, but the most he'd do is just yell at me some more. Bill's not really scary," she admitted, kissing Eric's cheek. "I don't think we have to worry."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 21, 2010, 1:12am
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
"Why would you want to control it?" Eric asked, a little dumbfounded by Sookie's explanation. Granted, it could make a vampire growl and fight back a few different kinds of hunger, but he didn't understand how it was something one would want to hide. "It is as human as breathing," he pointed out. "You are so alive, lover. You should not hide any part of it, especially a part that is alluring as your blush." Gripping the telepath's hip even tighter, fingers sinking into her warm flesh as her teeth grazed over his lip, it took all the vampire's willpower not to abruptly rip the flimsy panties she was wearing from her and take her before their discussion ever had a chance of completion. Letting his own teeth nip at her soft lips, he had to remind himself he couldn't know the next time the two of them would have the privacy necessary for such a sensitive discussion, but oh, did he want to talk fast.
Forcing himself back to the moment, he shrugged his shoulders once. "She enjoys making fun of Pam," he offered, though he didn't know how that would go as a bonding experience. "She doesn't like Merlotte's at all," he continued, knowing that piece of information from when he had visited the backwater bar in order to speak to Lafayette. "She enjoys torture a great deal." That really wouldn't be a good thing to check into, especially when there were few he imagined Bianca would want to torture more than Sookie. "She enjoys the theater, especially the performance of classics." They hadn't always been 'classics' to her. "Anything in which she has the chance to dress up and show off would go over well with her. She's never been overly fond of human company, so I would avoid anything that is, at it's core, something the living do to entertain themselves. Does that help at all?" he asked, unsure if it would. He wouldn't even hope for 'get along.' He simply hoped they could all coexist without killing one another.
Shaking his head once firmly, the very thought of Sookie attempting to get to know Appius better was enough to make even a vampire pale. "No, absolutely not," he answered without hesitation. "If the situation must be broached, I will do so, and warn you of it before, but it would be best for both of us if he has no knowledge of you, nor our bond, whatsoever." Since Appius had moved to Louisiana, he had repeatedly used Eric and those near to him for his own purposes. Sookie would be a prime opportunity for him. He didn't even want to know what Appius would do if he discovered she was telepathic. "We are all 'kind of awful,' Sookie," he stated with a sigh. That was something he would have thought she'd have realized and accepted by now. He had broken Eric more than once, but it had made Eric a stronger, wiser vampire for it. He just wasn't willing to learn anymore if it came at the expense of the human who was presently clinging to him. "I respect him... and when it comes to guiding newborns, he is effective and knowledgeable. If Jessica is in need of a mentor, there is none I would deem better."
Shaking his head once more as Sookie insisted she felt stupid for what had happened to her, Eric wouldn't have that. "You were wronged and not ignorant by choice," he pointed out. "You were seemingly kept in the dark from much by him." It had been part of the reason Eric had had such an easy time forging a bond with her, after all. "That is not your fault." He had done his best to explain some things since she had begun seeing him, and he hoped she would ask questions or demand answers when she had doubts or curiosities in the future. If he could tell her without endangering her, he would. No one needed to know everything, but the things Sookie had been deceived about had been her right to know. Sighing once more, he nodded once. "Bill is not scary," he agreed. "But he is perhaps even better at deception than I am. Don't think for a moment he won't use that to his advantage. Just... be prepared, and contact me if such a thing should happen." If Bill had any sense of self preservation, he'd crawl back into whatever hole he had originated from and never interfere again, but even a Viking vampire wouldn't be holding his breath.
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 21, 2010, 2:16am
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Why did she want to control her blushing? It was a good question, but not one Sookie felt she really had an answer to. Eric was right, it was natural, but that didn't really explain why she wanted to hide it. "I guess I have some control issues," she admitted with a small smile, though he'd probably guessed that by how much she protested whenever anyone tried to do something for her. "I'll try not to hide it from you," she compromised, though it was really easy to agree to pretty much anything Eric wanted when he kissed her like that. Tightening her own hand on his arm as he nipped at her lip, it was incredibly tempting to end the discussion where it was, but Sookie knew that for their relationship to work, they had to open up to each other. This talk was the best way to do that.
The list of things that Eric gave for she and Bianca to potentially do was anything but helpful, for the most part. It was just… really bad. She liked Pam and Merlotte's, she didn't like torture, she didn't like dressing up and she was human company. "No," she answered at first as Eric asked if it was helpful, trying not to laugh at just how useless it seemed. She and Bianca really didn't have anything in common, other than Eric, that was. "Though maybe we could go see a show in Shreveport. She could get all dressed up and show off for that, and you said she likes classics. I think there's a performance of Hamlet right now that's supposed to be really great." It'd be a drain on her bank account, but it was worth a shot, wasn't it?
Sookie was a little relieved that Eric didn't want her actually trying to make Appius like her. While she'd rather be liked than potentially killed, she'd mostly rather not be killed. "That's just fine with me," she agreed, not really wanting to meet the vampire who'd taken so much from Eric, even if he was the one responsible for the fact that she got to be with him now. "You're not remotely awful," Sookie told Eric firmly, looking into his eyes as she did so he could see that she was telling the truth. She cared about Eric, and it was clear he wasn't nearly as controlling as his Maker. "Well, I'll be glad if he can help Jessica out, but I'll make sure she knows never to mention me. I don't want to get on this guy's radar if I can help it," she decided, thinking Eric had the right idea. It was surprising Eric had such a mean Maker when Eric was such a good one, but she guessed he'd learned what he didn't want his children to experience.
Eric was right, she hadn't been ignorant by choice, and she felt very wronged, but it didn't make her feel any less stupid for trusting Bill in the first place. "Apparently," she agreed as he said Bill had kept her in the dark a lot, taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly as she tried to fight some of the anger that came when she thought of how Bill had really treated her and how blind she'd been to it. "I wanted to believe he loved me," Sookie admitted quietly before shaking her head. "I don't think he really cared at all." She had really traded up. "But I know you do," she continued, not wanting him to think that Bill had jaded her so much that she couldn't trust him. "And I know you wouldn't deceive me like that." He had already been so much more honest with her than he needed to be, maybe even than was good for him, and she appreciated it. "I hope he stays away, but I'll tell you right away if he doesn't, maybe after letting him know exactly how I feel about how much he's kept from me." That vampire needed a good talking to.
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 21, 2010, 8:07am
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
"I have a few control issues as well," Eric admitted easily enough with a smirk as Sookie conceded to the fact that . 'A few' was, without a doubt, the understatement of the century. "And it drives me mad when you attempt to conceal it from my eyes. Only hide it from my eyes if you think turning me on is a bad thing." There would probably be a few situations where that applied, but all other times he hoped she would do as she offered in her compromise. The Viking really didn't want her concealing any of herself from him, whether it was physical or something else entirely. Growling against Sookie's lips as her fingers dug into his arm, he pulled her closer to him by her hips, purposefully holding her against him for any kind of contact he could get. How did he want someone this badly? Actually groaning as his lips parted from hers, his eyes lingered closed for a long moment. "Lover, you are in so much trouble when this discussion is through," he whispered. Something told him Sookie was actually counting on that.
Smirking just slightly as Sookie decided his information on Bianca hadn't really been helpful, the vampire simply shrugged his shoulders once. It was about as much help as he could give. Most of Bianca's nights were spent following Eric and doing whatever it was he chose to do, so he couldn't really expand on it much. "I turned her following the performance of one of Shakespeare's works in London," he sighed wistfully, getting lost in the memory for only a split second before snapping back to attention. "So that would be a good choice. Bianca loves the works of Shakespeare. I think at one time she even physically loved Shakespeare," he continued, arching a brow thoughtfully, but not dwelling on it. "At the very least, she would not attack you for such a choice when such works have an unspoken place in her silent heart. If you choose to go that route and need any aid obtaining the tickets, I could put Layla on it." That would probably go just brilliantly. His former lover getting tickets so his present lover and his child he still was engaged with could go out for a night. Sometimes his bonds sure felt complicated.
Looking at her doubtfully as she insisted he wasn't awful, Eric could only meet her eyes and see the sincerity in them before looking away. He knew what he was. He had accepted the fact that he was not 'good' long ago and even if Sookie didn't think he was, it would probably only be a matter of time before she changed her mind. Appius had taught him to obtain what he wanted, even if it was at the expense of others. He had put that into practice in order to gain Sookie's attention and affection. Once a vampire, there was no going back, no being human, no human tendencies, and he wouldn't apologize for it. It would no doubt be the cause of many problems in the future, but he couldn't even consider that now. "Make it very clear to Jessica any discussion of you would put you in danger. The newborn may be a great deal of trouble, but she would never purposefully harm you. Also, around Angelo- the vampire I warned you not to be near closely after dark- we must behave as if you are in my employ, nothing more. He is, for all intents and purposes, my brother, another child of Appius, and one I imagine Appius has staying with me in order to keep an eye on me. Angelo is so new, he has no knowledge of bonds, nor how to recognize them. He will think we are fucking and that you are feeding me, but Appius would think nothing of that information." It would feel wrong to ever act as if that was all Sookie was to him, but it would have to be such a way, at least for now. Sighing he added, "Welcome to my world."
There were a bunch of different feelings and emotions Eric was left trying to place as Sookie seemed to process what he had told her and cease putting so much blame on herself for what had transpired. They were firing rapidly, much more quickly than he thought his own could. There was anger, that was easy to identify, pain, he knew that one, along with perhaps resignation, disappointment, and, if he wasn't mistaken, some kind of determination. Meeting her gaze as she admitted she had wanted him to love her, Eric choked back the response that vampires were incapable of love. Sookie seemed to believe vampires were capable of anything despite every piece of proof to the opposite, and Eric didn't want her simply accepting such a thing from him. Was he really capable of love? Love like humans had? He doubted it, but he wanted to be as much for Sookie as he could be. There was no need to disappoint her already. "He wasn't worthy of you," he finally stated. "He wasn't worthy of your love." Eric would fail, he was sure of it, but he would try to be. "I do care for you," he agreed easily, when that was more than true. "And I will do my best not to deceive you. I hope you will ask questions of me. If I am capable of answering, I will do so." Briefly allowing a smile to cross his lips, Eric shook his head from side to side. "I would tell you to be careful, but I know well enough by now they would be wasted words."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 21, 2010, 8:45pm
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
"A few," Sookie agreed with a smile, knowing Eric had way more control issues than her. In fact, his control issues were so much more dramatic that they made her look almost completely normal, but she wasn't going to say so. "I won't hide it from your eyes then," she agreed, lightly playing with his hair, smiling contentedly. "Except maybe in public." Then Eric tended to get carried away, but any time they were alone, she definitely enjoyed turning him on. That growl, just like the one right now, made her shiver with anticipation as he held her against him, happily pressing closer, leaving no room at all between them. "I don't doubt that for a second," she agreed with a smile, speaking quietly as their lips barely parted from each other. She was in trouble, but the best kind of trouble, and she was looking forward to it.
Sookie was surprised to hear that Eric had turned Bianca after a Shakespeare performance, wondering what it must have been like to actually experience the real thing. Maybe she'd get to talk to Bianca about that, though really, she didn't want to hear about her sex with Shakespeare… or with Eric. "That might work out well, then, don't you think?" she asked, knowing that if they did something Bianca liked, she'd at least stand a chance of being in a good mood. Shaking her head at the suggestion of Layla buying the tickets, Sookie wondered if Eric actually thought that was a legitimate suggestion. "I'll take care of it," she assured him with a quiet laugh, not wanting to bring any extra people who'd seen Eric naked into it. Getting off Bianca's kill list would be hard enough, she didn't have to go making herself jealous too.
Sookie got the impression Eric didn't believe her when she said he wasn't awful, but Sookie didn't believe that of him. She'd gotten to see a little under his mask, he was letting her see a little under his mask, and under it was a good man. A little ruthless, maybe, and maybe with some questionable morals, but a good man. "No, she wouldn't," Sookie agreed as Eric said that Jessica wouldn't harm her. Jessica was very protective of her, and she appreciated that. "I'll be careful around him too," she assured Eric, not wanting to get close to Angelo anyway. She knew that some newborns really could control themselves, but even Jessica stood a little too close to the edge sometimes, and this man was a stranger to her. She wasn't going to risk it when she didn't have to. Kissing the side of Eric's head as he sighed, she shook her head. "We'll figure this stuff out when it comes up. Don't let it upset you now." There was no point in stressing about it so much when there was nothing they could do right now.
"Worthy of me?" Sookie repeated with a quiet laugh and a shake of her head, not really buying that. "We just weren't right for each other," she corrected with a small shrug, not really think being worthy was the issue. Bill had been an ass, though, there was no doubt about that. "I care for you too," she assured him with a small smile. "And I'll ask questions when I have them." She'd never failed to do just that, and she was sure that with Eric, he'd actually answer them. "I'll be careful," she answered, though she wasn't surprised that Eric didn't think she would be. "Bill just needs to be spoken to about his behavior. It's not right for him to go around treating women that way, and he needs to know that whoever he dates next shouldn't have to deal with the same thing. It's not right." It wasn't, but she wasn't sure Bill would listen to her. She'd have to try, though.
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 21, 2010, 9:36pm
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
"Must you take away all my fun?" Eric asked with a smirk as Sookie decided she'd only hide her blush when they were in a public setting since it turned him on. In private, in public, Eric really didn't ever object to being turned on. Humans and their shame, it was ridiculous. Letting his head tilt toward Sookie's hand as her delicate fingers weaved through his hair, he closed his eyes, enjoying the simple touch. "I think you should specifically let me see your blush in public," he decided, eyes still closed. "You would forget we were in public quickly enough." It would do her good. She may have been the alive one between the two of them, but the Viking was confident she needed to live a little more. Smiling against her lips as her body pressed so tightly to his own, she was tormenting him in the best way possible. "If I didn't know better, I would think you were looking to be in trouble," he murmured quietly against her lips. She had definitely succeeded, and he was pretty thankful for it himself.
Nodding in answer to Sookie's question, it really would probably be Sookie's best bet for making some kind of ground with Bianca. "Yes, I think so. I warn you now, she enjoys talking through plays," he added with a small chuckle, reminiscing. "And will also probably plan to murder anyone who is getting more attention than her and tell you all about her plans." Such things really did get her excited. "Keep that in mind when you dress for the evening." Bianca really didn't like to be shown up, especially at the theater. It probably all had a great deal to do with that last performance she had seen as a human. "You do know you don't have to do such a thing though, correct?" He really wouldn't force the two of them to interact, nor expect them to play nice for his own benefit. He might wish for it, but he wouldn't expect it. "Do not feel obligated."
Eric couldn't help but feel a little guilty, and it was a strange, unwelcome feeling for him to be experiencing. He wanted Sookie, he had wanted her for a long time now, but was his desire of her fair to her? He wasn't normally concerned about such things, if something wasn't fair to a human, so be it, but Sookie wasn't a normal circumstance for him. It seemed selfish to expose her to all he no doubt would. If it wasn't the politics he was immersed in or the nightly danger he and his area were threatened by or even hungry newborns, he was exposing her to a two-thousand year old Maker who didn't care much for humans... or females. Perhaps this was exactly why vampires were both cursed and meant to be alone. "I hope we have enough time to figure it out when it comes along," Eric mused quietly. "Appius is the master of surprise." Once more, he spoke from experience. "I regret that I am exposing you to this and the possibility of more," he finally stated heavily. "It isn't truly by choice."
Nodding as she echoed back his words and laughed as if they were remotely inaccurate, Eric frowned slightly. "You always underestimate yourself and depreciate your immense value," he stated, the frown lingering. "You shouldn't." He kept telling her to have pride in herself and all that she was, but apparently, she wouldn't quickly do just that. Listening as she insisted she'd be careful, he shook his head. "That right there is proof you will not be careful," he argued with almost a laugh. Only Sookie could actually believe lecturing a vampire was a safe activity. "Do you think he will listen to you?" he asked, eyebrow arching. From the previous night's dispute that had unfolded for Eric and Jessica to witness, the Viking didn't think Bill was very interested in pursuing other women. His mind seemed quite set. "Do you really owe any future humans Bill pursues the aid you are willing to endanger yourself over?"
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 22, 2010, 12:09am
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
Laughing as Eric complained that she was taking away his fun, Sookie shook her head, nuzzling his neck. "I'm sure you'll be able to tell I'm blushing, even if I try to hide it," she consoled him, knowing there was really no hiding anything from Eric anyway, especially not something like that. "That sounds dangerous," Sookie decided as Eric insisted that she should let him see her blush in public. She didn't think that was a good idea, and it would more than likely get them into a lot of trouble. That wasn't quite the trouble she was looking for, even if Eric did think she was looking for some. "Maybe," she conceded with a small smile against his lips, fingers lightly playing through his hair.
Raising her eyebrows at Eric's advice, Sookie made a mental note to be sure to dress appropriately but not too impressively. "I'll try to remember all that," she agreed slowly, having no problem with the talking through the plays if it made Bianca happy, but thinking she'd feel pretty uncomfortable with the murder planning, though. She'd just try to stay out of it, if she could. It wasn't like anyone would actually get more attention than Bianca anyway. "I know I don't have to," she agreed with a small smile up at Eric before she shrugged. "It's one night, and it might make it easier on everyone. Besides, she's important to you. I'd like her not to hate me, if I could change her opinion on me even a little." She knew Eric had said that Bianca didn't hate her, but she just couldn't believe that was true.
Looking up at Eric as she felt a pretty strange emotion pass through their bond, Sookie wondered what could have caused it. It wasn't strange because it was unfamiliar, Sookie was familiar enough with guilt, but feeling it from Eric was just unexpected. "Eric, I figure I'm gonna be in danger my whole life. I already have been from what I've experienced of it. I'm a telepath. That means I'm exposed to dangerous stuff, whether I like it or not, no matter who I'm with. You can't blame yourself for this sort of thing." Placing a light kiss on his lips while just touching his face with her fingertips, she shook her head before looking into his eyes. "Whatever happens, we'll face it together, and I wouldn't have it any other way." She wouldn't have him feeling guilty over this if there was anything she could do.
Sookie could tell that Eric wasn't happy with her for not acknowledging that Bill wasn't worthy of her. Sighing, she tucked her head under his chin, settling back onto his chest. She couldn't just change what she thought, though she would make a better effort not to say those things when they upset Eric as they did. Eric thought she was worth way more than she was entirely comfortable with, if only because she was sure she would one day disappoint him. At least her plans to scold Bill seemed to distract him. "I can be careful while setting him right," she argued, though she had to pause as he asked if she really thought Bill would listen. Sighing, she shook her head. "After what happened last night? Maybe not," she answered, though she wished he would. "No one deserves to be treated that way," she insisted as Eric asked if she really owed Bill's future girlfriends anyway. "If someone had gotten through to him before I met him, maybe he would've treated me better."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by Eric Northman on Aug 22, 2010, 1:43am
ericNORTHMAN.
as the feeling inside keeps building
and i will find a way to you if it kills me
"Probably," Eric agreed with a single nod of his head as Sookie decided he'd be able to determine whether or not she was blushing, even if she intended on hiding it. It wouldn't be a difficult task when nearly everything seemed capable of bringing out such a reaction from the telepath. Enjoying the warmth of her skin and her breath against his neck as she nuzzled his neck, Eric let out a nearly silent sigh of contentment. "Some of the best things in this world are dangerous," he murmured with a smirk. "But I fail to see how that would be. Perhaps there would be a few witnesses, but it's nothing a little glamor couldn't cover the traces of..." He doubted Sookie would see it that way, but that didn't mean he would give up trying. He was nothing if not persistent. Letting his own fingers move through her hair as hers did the same to his, the vampire found himself smiling. "Don't you know what can happen to those who go looking for trouble by now, lover?"
A big part of Eric wondered if Sookie really knew what she was getting into. Eric hadn't known entirely what he was getting into when he had first found Bianca that fateful night he went to see a performance, and she had been relatively tame then. "She doesn't hate you," he stated once again with more conviction. "If she hated you, you would be dead already." Hate was a very, very strong emotion. When vampires and hate were in the same equation, it ended in bloodshed and corpses. As far as Eric knew, Bianca hadn't done any more than perhaps sit on his lap when Sookie was around. "I'm sure it will be a complete success." Actually, he was pretty sure he'd need to find out when Sookie planned on doing it so he could get a ticket himself and spy on the pair of them to make sure no draining occurred and no stakes were wielded.
Listening as Sookie insisted Eric wasn't to blame for the situation he was entirely responsible for, his guilt didn't alleviate in the slightest. Was Sookie in danger for being a telepath? Undoubtedly, but she was in so much more danger because she was emerged in his world, a world the living weren't meant to be in the middle of. He really was very selfish, because despite knowing all that, he wasn't willing to give her up either, even if it would have been for her own benefit. Taking an unnecessary breath after she kissed his lips, her fingertips tracing over his face, his eyes met hers. "You are unnaturally optimistic," he stated with the faint traces of a smirk coming through. "Did you know that? I will do what I can to keep you safe, and you are right, we will deal with this together." Whether they wanted to or not. "Perhaps there is no reason to worry at all. Appius has always been rather nomadic, and he's been quiet lately. Perhaps he will be moving on soon without ever knowing of this."
Though he wasn't happy with Sookie devaluing herself as she was and though he could tell she was unhappy with his feelings on it, Eric found himself chuckling at her words. "Having been on the receiving end of more than a few of your lectures, I can honestly say you are not very careful when giving them." She had tried his patience more than a time or two, to say the least, and had even said things that had taken a millennium's worth of willpower to keep him from lashing out physically at her. Compton was a pussy, Eric knew it to be true, but that didn't mean he would receive Sookie's words well. "You have too much faith in people. If you insist on speaking to Compton though, I trust you to do so carefully. If anyone can reason with Compton, it is no doubt you."
Re: Winding Roads are Winding Down
Post by sookie on Aug 22, 2010, 6:29pm
s o o k i e s t a c k h o u s e .
I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart
but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start
"More than likely," Sookie corrected as Eric admitted he'd only probably be able to tell if she was blushing, even if she hid it from him. He seemed to be keenly aware of every time she'd done it so far, even if she'd tried to hide it, so she was sure he'd be just as aware of it in the future. Nuzzling against his neck as her fingers trailed down to rest against the other side of it, she smiled into his skin. "You can't just go around glamoring people because you jumped me in public or something," she protested with a quiet laugh. "And we'd get into trouble. The bad kind of trouble," she clarified, very much wanting to stick to the good kind of trouble in private. Nodding, she looked into Eric's eyes, smiling. "Maybe I like the kind of trouble I get into with you."
Blinking slowly as Eric clarified how he knew that Bianca didn't hate her, she just wasn't sure what to say to that. "Ah," she replied, really not knowing what else to say. "Well, I guess she doesn't hate me," she agreed uncertainly, making a definite and important mental note to avoid irritating Bianca to the point she really did hate her. Sookie liked being alive. "No you're not," Sookie argued with a quiet laugh as Eric voiced his confidence in her plan, knowing it was very unlikely that it would actually be a partial success, let alone a complete success. "But hopefully it'll be a little helpful, and make things a little easier on everyone. I want my relationship with you to work. That'll be harder for you if she dislikes me so much."
Looking into his eyes, it was pretty obvious to Sookie through their bond that she hadn't made him feel any better, but these sorts of things took time, she was pretty sure. "I am not," she protested as he called her unnaturally optimistic, laughing as she placed a light kiss on his lips again, unwilling to move away. Nodding at his assurance that he'd keep her safe and that they'd deal with whatever they had to face together, Sookie knew that was the way it had to be. "Until then, no more worrying about things we can't control," she advised, not liking seeing him so upset about this or anything else. "That'd be great," she agreed as he suggested that Appius might move on without incidence, though she didn't think he really believed that. "Besides, if he's helping Jessica, he'll more than have his hands full." Sookie loved Jessica, but she had a long way to becoming a 'real' vampire.
Sookie might not have been too careful in lecturing Eric in the past, but she was pretty sure that nothing would happen to her while she was lecturing Bill. "I could be careful…" she argued, though maybe she hadn't been in the past. It wasn't like she wasn't capable of it, even if Eric was making her wonder if it was really a good idea. Sighing as she looked up at Eric, she knew she didn't want to risk getting into another yelling match with Bill unless she had to. "Maybe I'll only lecture him if he tries to talk to me first," she offered, deciding not to go looking for the ass of a vampire. "And I'll be careful about it," she assured him with a small smile, not wanting him to worry. "But I'll avoid him unless I don't have any choice." It was the best option for everyone, really, and she didn't particularly want to talk to him. The last time had kind of been a disaster. She didn't think Bill would give up, though, and if he tried to talk to her again, she'd be ready.
