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17 September 2009 @ 07:12 am
Enough for Now, ch. 8  
Title: Enough for Now
Fandom: Southern Vampire Mysteries
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: Everything through Dead and Gone is fair game!
Disclaimer: I wish they belonged to me.
Summary: As Eric and Sookie try and pick up the pieces, they find threats both within and without...
Author's note: Sorry for the lateness. School's back in session. :( Enjoy this one!

Story begins here: Chapter One


 

Chapter Eight

We followed up our visit to the Empire State Building with a walk through Central Park. It amazed me how something so green, so alive could exist in the concrete and steel city. There was a small impromptu street band playing in a clearing; a small loosely knit crowd clapped and cheered. I had no idea what the band’s style was but they were good. Eric took notice of my interest and insisted we stop and listen for a while. I was too stunned to gainsay him. Listening to a bunch for poor musicians just didn’t scream Eric to me. But then again neither did taking a walk through a park hand in hand like any other normal couple. I decided to worry about it later and just enjoy the moment for what it was. I forgot all about kings and queens and the near constant danger and allowed myself to be happy for a change. It was nice.

Which, of course, meant that it would all come crashing down. Sometimes I hate my life.

When we left Central Park, our limo was waiting for us. Eric held the door for me as I climbed in. He folded his large frame in after me and ordered our driver to take us back to the hotel. That was fine by me. My feet were kinda sore from all the walking; all I wanted was to take a nice long bath and get some sleep. I was with Eric so the likelihood of either those things happening were slim, but a girl can dream, right? Maybe I could talk Eric into massaging my feet. In the meantime, I snuggled into his side and laid my head on his chest. His arm came around me and he stroked my hair absently. I must have dozed because before I knew it Eric was shaking my shoulder gently.

“Mmprh,” I replied drowsily.

Eric chuckled. “Time to wake up, lover.”

“Okay, I’m awake.”

We climbed out of the limo and headed for the lobby. Eric kept a hand on the small of my back and I was thankful for the support, both physically and mentally. I wasn’t really paying all that much attention to where I was going, so I was startled when a very large, very familiar outline came into my vision. Eric immediately put his arm protectively around my waist and growled, long and low. Jesus Christ, Shepherd of Judea, please tell me this wasn’t happening. Not now. I looked up and saw the furious countenance of Quinn the weretiger.

Before I even had a chance to speak, Eric pushed me behind him. “Leave now, tiger,” he spat menacingly.

Eric’s protective stance seemed to infuriate Quinn even more, if that were possible. His canines elongated, his eyes began to change color, his nails turned into claws. “This isn’t Louisiana, vampire. You have no authority here.”  

Eric growled again and I heard his fangs pop. Oh great. Just what I need, another fight between the men in my life. Ugh. I noticed that the lobby had cleared out; it seemed that everyone there could sense trouble brewing. I tried to step out from behind Eric but he stopped me. I was in no shape to fight him, so I peaked out from behind him instead.

“What do you want, Quinn?” I asked.

Quinn didn’t even look at me. “I want to speak to Sookie. Alone,” he said never taking his eyes from Eric’s.

Eric growled again. I rolled my eyes. “Quinn,” I said a little louder, “if you want to talk to me, at least do the courtesy of looking me in the eye.”

The weretiger had the courtesy to look abashed. “Sorry, Sookie, but the vampire started it.”

I scoffed. “Eric didn’t start anything. You’re the one who surprised us.”

He winced at the word “us.” “So it’s true then,” he said.

“What’s true?”

“You and the vampire,” he said nodding at Eric.

“You mean, are Eric and I together?” I asked, deliberately playing dumb. I knew what he meant, of course, but I’d had just about enough of people judging me for my choices. I was a grown woman, damn it, and could decide what was and what was not best for me.

Quinn looked anguished. “Look, babe, can we talk somewhere else? I don’t want to talk to you through a corpse.”

I felt the flair of anger through the bond as surely as it was my own. Hell, maybe it was. See what I mean about the judging? Over the course of the two years since I’d gotten involved with vampires, I’ve had to deal with nothing but judgmental, bigoted people as well as getting shot, staked, and a whole bunch of other uncomfortable things. Was a little peace and quiet with my boyfriend too much to ask?

“Fine,” I huffed. “There’s conference room down the hall.”

Eric turned to face me. He grabbed my arm securely by the wrist, not painfully, just enough to keep me still. “You’re not going anywhere with that wretched tiger.”

I could feel his anger and worry. I knew as well as he did what happened the last time I was face to face with Quinn. Quinn had deliberately violated Eric’s edict by coming to my house. He’d said a lot of mean things and then he and Bill had gotten into a fight. When I stupidly tried to separate them, I’d gotten knocked out cold. Eric had been furious, but had allowed Quinn to live. I was sure he’d done that for my benefit; I didn’t want anyone else’s blood on my hands. And while I didn’t think Quinn would hurt me deliberately, I was wary of being alone with him all the same. Hey, I’m human, okay?

“Eric, I really should talk to him alone.”

Eric shook his head. “What more can you say to him? You’ve told him that you no longer desire his attentions. Twice as I recall. And yet he’s still here.”

Ouch. Eric had a point. Quinn being here now did seem a bit stalkerish. The minute I’m out of Eric’s territory he happens to show up? No, something else was at work here. Quinn was still beholden to the Nevada vamps. What if Felipe had told where we would be? Quinn was right; outside of Area Five Eric didn’t have the authority to order him away. Quinn’s anger and dismay had clouded his thoughts to the point where I couldn’t make anything out. I needed to calm him down so that I could get a look inside his head. I rubbed my temples in frustration.

Eric cupped my right cheek with his free hand. “What is it, my lover?”

“I don’t think Quinn’s here by accident.”

Eric nodded in agreement. “That was my thought as well. All the more reason for you to not talk to him alone. Your desire to spare him pain is admirable, Sookie. But he can not be trusted.”

I sighed. Sadly, that was true. It was why I’d broken up with him in the first place. Quinn had betrayed me and the Louisiana vampires to Felipe. Granted he’d done it to save his mother from Felipe’s wrath, but it was a betrayal all the same. And if I was honest with myself, I’d never been all that enamored with Quinn to begin with. He was like a shiny new toy, so different from the vampires in my life. That newness would have only gotten us so far. Nope, it seemed that vampires were my Supe of choice, especially the one standing in front of me.

“I know. But stay in the corner or something, okay? I need to get him calm so that I hear what’s going on.”

“Of course. But if he tries anything…” Eric trailed of significantly.

“You’ll make a tiger skin rug out him, got it,” I replied, trying to be funny. Although, I had a sneaking suspicion Eric would do just that.

Quinn had already left for the conference room. Together Eric and I followed him. Just before I opened the door Eric squeezed my hand reassuringly and I felt his confidence in me across the bond. I took a deep breath and opened the door. Quinn was on the far side of the room pacing like a caged animal, still half transformed. I gulped as Eric took up position in the corner near the door.

“Why is he here?” Quinn snapped, barely looking at me.

I heard Eric growl and turned to glare at him. Not now, I tried to tell him with my eyes. He seemed to get the message and returned to leaning against the wall. I turned back to Quinn.

“Whatever you have to say to me, you can say in front of Eric,” I said, my voice even.

Quinn snorted. “Defanged him, have you? Never gonna happen, babe. He’s a killer, Sookie. Not only that he’s selfish killer! He’s doesn’t give a damn about you! You’re nothing more than the blood bag he’s fucking!”

For the second time in as many weeks, I was stunned into silence. Tears welled in my eyes. Eric was out from behind me in a flash. A half second later Quinn was pinned to the large conference table with Eric looming over him, fangs bared ready to strike. Quinn struggled mightily, but Eric had enough strength and leverage to keep the weretiger pinned.

“Eric, don’t kill him,” I pleaded through my tears.

It took Eric a second to acknowledge me. He gave an ever so tiny shake of his head and looked at me fangs still bared. “Why not?” he asked coldly. “This thing insulted you.”

“Eric, you can’t just kill everyone who insults me. There wouldn’t be many people I know left alive.”

Those gorgeous blue eyes practically gleamed. I had no doubt that he would take great pleasure in “dealing” with everyone who’d said an unkind word to me. But my poor human mores couldn’t let that happen. I walked over to him and laid a hand on his shoulder.

“Eric, please. Like it or not, we need him,” I said trying to appeal to Eric’s pragmatism. If Quinn had been set off by Felipe, we needed to know. Hell, maybe we could use Quinn as a spy or something.

“He doesn’t deserve your mercy,” Eric grumbled.

“I know,” I replied.

Eric held Quinn a minute longer and then let him go. Quinn rubbed his throat in relief. The fearful, wild look in his eyes didn’t diminish though. He looked from me to Eric and back again, waiting for one of us to speak. I took a deep breath.

“Why are you here, Quinn? How did you know we were in New York?”

“A friend of a friend,” he said, not at all convincingly. I didn’t need to be a telepath to tell he was lying.

Eric caught on to that too. “It is unwise to lie to a telepath, shifter. Answer her question.”

Quinn sighed heavily. His bald head was beaded in sweat. “Fine, but I only did it because I care about you, Sookie. You gotta believe that.”

“You care so much about me that you practically call me a fangbanging whore?” I asked, flabbergasted. “You have got to be kidding.”

“It was Felipe alright!” Quinn shouted. “He promised to let me out of my debt if I got you away from his wayward sheriff!”

“You did this for yourself?!” I shouted right back at him.

“No, no! I did it for you! Felipe said that Eric had bound you to him against your will! What was I supposed to do? I love you!”

Eric leaned toward Quinn again, fully ready to tear his throat out. Quinn wasn’t as easily cowed this time. He stared hard at Eric practically daring the ancient vampire to attack.

“Eric,” I said warningly. He backed off but only a fraction. “Quinn, do you think so little of me that I would just let Eric do something like that?”

That caught Quinn off guard. I didn’t tell Quinn that it was also kind of true. Yes, Eric had sprung the pledging on me without telling me first, but I’d accepted our relationship now. Quinn didn’t need anymore ammunition.

“So you’re with him because you want to be?” Quinn asked incredulous.

“Yes,” I replied without hesitation. I could see the corner of Eric’s mouth twitch into a small smile.

“Do you love him?” Quinn asked quietly.

“Yes, I do,” I said very clearly, looking Quinn in the eye. Suddenly I felt as if a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. It felt good to finally say that out loud. The pure unadulterated joy I felt coming from Eric was just a bonus.

“As I do you, my lover,” he replied. I turned to him, stunned. I wasn’t really expecting him to say it back to me. He was grinning like the Cheshire cat. He scooped me into his embrace and practically kissed the life out of me.

Apparently Quinn thought that was his cue to leave. Unfortunately for him, Eric was faster. He’d let me go and was standing in the doorway before I could catch my breath.

“You win, vampire. Now get out of my way.”

“Not until we are clear on a few things, shifter,” Eric spat. “If you come near Sookie again with hostile intentions, I will end you.”

“You wouldn’t.”

“You insulted my bonded. I am perfectly within my rights to kill you now as you know very well. The only reason that you are still alive is because you are useful. Felipe has been conspiring against me for sometime now. He wants Sookie for himself. I’m sure you would agree that that is not in Sookie’s best interest.”

Quinn gulped. “I had no idea. I swear.” I knew he was telling the truth. He was thinking it very hard at me, begging me to believe him. I nodded to Eric. Quinn’s voiced dropped dangerously, his anger no longer directed at Eric, but at Felipe. “What do you want me to do?”

“For now, go back to the Nevada court and watch. If you see or hear anything of interest contact the witch Amelia. Sookie will get in touch with you when you can be of further use.”

Quinn nodded grimly. Eric moved out of the doorway. Quinn gave me one last forlorn look and left.

“Not that I’m not grateful, Eric, but why did you tell him all that? You said yourself he couldn’t be trusted.”

“I merely appealed to his obvious affection for you, much like you did to me earlier.” I blushed, guilty as charged. “He may hate me and he may hate you’re with me, but he wants you safe. You would not be safe with Felipe.”

“Don’t I know it. So you want Quinn to play spy, huh?”

Eric smiled. “Was that not what you intended when you asked me to spare him?”

I looked at him slightly nonplussed. “How did you know that?”

Eric’s smile grew wider. “I didn’t until just now. You are very cunning and ruthless when you want to be, my lover.”

“Yeah, well, I had a good teacher.”

Eric laughed. “Indeed. Shall we?”

Eric didn’t give me a chance to answer him. He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry. I halfheartedly struggled against hold, but that only made him hold me tighter. I was mortified that someone would see us, but mercifully the corridor and elevator were empty. In a minute, Eric was standing in front of our room and fishing in his pocket for the key. I heard the lock click open and Eric strode through the door, turning on the light as he went.

“Are you going to put me down now?” I asked, trying – and failing – to sound annoyed.

I felt Eric’s laugh rumble through his chest as he swatted playfully at my butt and put me down on the bed. I expected him to join me but he abruptly turned and headed for the bathroom. I sat there dumbfounded for a second until I heard the water running in the shower. Oh. Oh my. My insides practically melted at the memory of another shower, one in which I was not alone. What the hell was I waiting for? I threw off my shoes and ran for the bathroom, stripping as I went. I was peeling off my panties when I skidded to a stop in front of the shower door. I could only see the distorted outline of my Viking through the wavy and semi-opaque glass. My mouth watered and I clenched my thighs together. Eric was going to be the death of me, I was sure of it. But at least I’d die happy, right?

I opened the stall and stepped in. Eric had his back to me which gave me an unimpeded view of his world class butt. Water cascaded over his shoulders and down his backside. Unable to resist, I reached out and squeezed each cheek firmly. I heard Eric chuckle.

“How nice of you to join me, lover.”

“What can I say? It was an invitation I couldn’t refuse.” I smiled and squeezed his butt again to make sure he got my point.

“Well, then I must issue it more in the future.”

“You really should.”

Eric turned to face me. His sapphire blue eyes gave me the once over and I blushed and glanced away under his appreciative gaze. Eric tipped my face up so I could look him in the eye.

“What’s this for, my lover?” he asked softly, running a thumb along the warm skin of my cheek. “I have seen you naked before. Many times as I recall.”

I glanced down again. “Yeah, I know. But this is the first time we’ve done…this since you got your memories back.”

“Ah, then I will have to make this just as memorable,” he replied, his voice dripping sex.

I shivered even though the water was warm. I wasn’t sure that was possible but I wasn’t going to stop him from trying.

Eric swapped places with me, placing me directly under the spray. My hair was soaked in no time and the warm water felt good against my skin. I sighed when Eric began rubbing the soap into my skin. He started with my shoulders and neck kneading away at my flesh. All the built up tension of the last few hours melted away under his strong fingers. He worked his way down my back paying special attention to my butt. Eric took his time, making sure cleaned every inch thoroughly. By the time he straightened, I was quivering with need and he hadn’t even touched my front. I was in big trouble.

“Eric,” I said in a lust filled voice that sounded foreign to my ears.

His lips brushed across my damp forehead as he turned me to face him and repeated the process of soaping my warm and tingly skin. He studiously avoided my breasts choosing instead to latch onto my right nipple with his mouth. I gasped at the contact between cool mouth and warm skin and my knees nearly buckled. I wound my soapy arms around Eric’s neck and shoulders in an effort to remain upright. I could feel the slickness running down my legs and it had nothing to do with soap.

I thrust my hips toward him desperately trying to get some friction before I lost what was left of my sanity. Eric moved his hips away from me and I cried out in frustration. Eric must have taken pity on me because the next thing I knew my legs were up around his hips and I could feel his erection trapped between us. I rolled my hips wantonly against him and his fangs popped out. Eric slid a hand down my torso and buried it between my legs. I felt a finger slide inside me and I bit my lip to keep from crying out. I threw my head back under the spray and water sluiced down my chest washing away what was left of the soap. Eric took advantage of my bared neck and suckled on my pulse point but didn’t bite. His fangs scraped against my skin making me shiver.

A second finger joined the first inside my aching core. My heart was racing, I could only manage shallow breaths and I felt like I was on fire. The water may or may not have gone cold; I couldn’t tell and didn’t especially care. Eric brushed his thumb against my clit and I whimpered. I’d never needed to come so badly in my entire life.

“Eric, please.”

“Look at me, lover.”

I wrenched my eyes open and looked into his. The blue was nearly gone, swallowed by inky black pupils. The lust and love in his eyes nearly brought me to tears. I hoped he saw the same intensity reflected in mine. His fingers were still pumping in and out, curling every few strokes hitting my g spot perfectly, but it was clear he was in no rush. I reached up and touched his fangs. He groaned and for the first time his rhythm faltered. Very deliberately I pricked one of my fingers on his sharp canines, drawing a large drop of blood. He drew the digit into his mouth and sucked. Eric pulled his fingers out and I moaned at the loss. In a flash his fingers were replace by his cock. He released my finger and pinned me between him and shower wall. It was all I could do to hold on for dear life. He set a punishing rhythm; I was so close that I was coming hard around him in seconds. He continued to thrust through my orgasm, drawing it out for as long as he could. The slick walls of the shower were making it hard for us to remain upright; my legs were shaking and I almost fell.

“Bite me,” Eric ground out.

I hesitated only for the time it took to get my arm out of the way. My lips and teeth latched onto his shoulder and I bit. Hard. Eric jerked and with an almighty roar came inside me. I licked at the wound I’d caused, but it was already closed. There was a time I’d have been worried about exchanging yet more blood with Eric, but I crossed that bridge a long time ago.

My head lolled on Eric’s shoulder as he turned off the now ice cold water and carried me out of the shower. He sat me on the counter while he got us some towels and dried us off. When Eric insisted on carrying me to bed, I didn’t protest. I wasn’t sure my legs would support me anyway. After turning down the comforter, Eric laid me down and took his place beside me. I snuggled into his side, laying my head on his chest.

“Hm, this is nice,” I said when I’d regained the power of speech.

“We should shower together more often, my lover,” Eric replied, a lecherous smile on his lips.

“Hey, no arguments here.”

“Oh really? I must keep this in mind the next time you’re being especially…”

I raised my head and glared at him. “Especially what?”

“Contrary.”

What? I am not contrary!”

“My lover, you are by far the most stubborn, contrary, difficult woman I have ever met.” This was not helping my mood. I arched an eyebrow. “One only needs to look at our history to see the truth of this. You have fought me at every turn. It has taken me the better part of two years to win you, my dear Sookie,” he finished smugly.

I sat up, indignant. “There is no winning here, Eric. I’m not some prize you won at the county fair! I’m…”

Eric put a finger to my lips. “Once again, you’re American sensibilities cause you to mistake my meaning. What I said was meant as a compliment. Do you think I’d have put in the effort if I did not think you were extraordinary? Especially when I couldn’t even understand what I was feeling myself? I’ve lived for a long time, Sookie. Creatures like you are extremely rare, I assure you.”

Well, what on earth do you say to that? I wanted to stay annoyed with him, but he’d just taken all the wind out of my sails. I sighed, defeated. “Sometimes I hate it when you do that.”

“Do what, my lover?”

“Say just the right thing.”

Eric grinned mischievously. “I’ll take that under advisement.”

I decided to change the subject. “So what do we do now?” I asked allowing a hint of worry to color my voice.

Thankfully I didn’t have to elaborate. Eric sat up against the headboard. “I don’t know, my lover. There are still too many unknowns. We will know more tomorrow when negotiations begin. Have faith, my lover.”

This wasn’t quite the reassurance I was looking for. “Can’t we just go to Las Vegas, guns a-blazing?” I asked peevishly.

Eric grinned. “As exhilarating as that night be, it should be our last resort. Taking down the King would cause a huge power vacuum. As the conqueror, I would be the likeliest candidate to take over.”

“And you don’t want that.”

“No, I’m very happy in my corner of Louisiana.”

I was playing absently with a piece of the sheets. “Okay, so our plan involves keeping you alive, me away from Felipe, Eliza on her throne and do it all while keeping Felipe in power.” That, by itself, seemed impossible. And I wasn’t even counting the fairy that wanted me dead. I sighed. “Can’t we just move to Alaska or something?” I asked, half kidding.

“If that was something I though we both could handle, I would have suggested it long ago, my lover.”

He might as well have said the sky was green, and I couldn’t have been more shocked. “You’d give up Fangtasia?” I whispered.

“Fangtasia is just a thing. It can be replaced. I’ve had to leave everything behind and start over countless times over the centuries. It is of little consequence.”

I feel that he wasn’t being entirely truthful through the bond, but didn’t call him on it. Fangtasia was his baby; I was determined that he wouldn’t give it up on my account. If that meant successfully weaving our way through an impossible minefield of vamp politics then so be it.

“I think I kind of love you,” I said, smiling.

“Only kind of?” Eric asked with a knowing grin.

I nodded. “We’ll see. The jury’s still out on that one.”

“You must let me know what they decide.”

“You’ll be the first to know,” I replied going in for a kiss. The rest of the night we let go of our troubles and took solace in each other.

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The Resident Vampire: TB - Eric/Sookie - Color/B&Wvamp926 on September 17th, 2009 12:29 pm (UTC)
So glad to see you updated! Sure brightend my morning! Loved this chapter!
michellemtsu: Alexander Skarsgard 4michellemtsu on September 17th, 2009 01:20 pm (UTC)
Thanks! I've had the chapter finished since Monday, but various things had conspired against me posting it until this morning. Ugh. But I'm glad it brightened your day! :)
The Resident Vampire: TB - Eric/Sookie - Color/B&Wvamp926 on September 17th, 2009 01:21 pm (UTC)
Smut is always an excellent way to start the morning. *nod nod*
michellemtsu: Eric/Sookiemichellemtsu on September 17th, 2009 01:22 pm (UTC)
Yes it is!