You. I need you. Hurry, please.
I put the book back where I found it and made my way to his room. I wanted to surprise him when he came home.
I wanted to make a new memory of his beautiful face that I could add to the book of us.
Orbit/So Into You
From the moment I left Sookie Bill made it his number one goal to provoke me into saying something rash and foolish that would either lead to dragging this farce out further or to some kind of punishment for mouthing off to my king.
“Now, Eric, you know I value your input and rely on your guidance when it comes to dealing with the humans. Not only has your commercial been a huge success in increasing profits in vampire run businesses in our area, but your recent photo on the Fangtasia site has made us seem more humane and affable.”
I think the word you are looking for Bill is laughable, but as Sookie would say, whatever. I was working too hard to not roll my eyes to risk opening my mouth as he droned on.
“Nan will be in attendance at the Festival of Tolerance and in order to make a favorable impression with The Authority this must come off without a hitch.”
Blah blah blah. I felt Sookie moving away and a little part of me relaxed to know that she was safely on her way to my house in Shreveport. That gave me some breathing room in managing my temper. I turned my best smile to Bill. “Of course, Majesty. As ever, I am at your service.”
The fact that he mentioned the website removed any lingering doubt I had about his get up. He was wearing a more stylish version of the clothes that Sookie had asked me to wear on date night.
Did he think that would make her more attracted to him? If so, he was further gone that I had thought. In fact, given her reaction to him tonight I would label his efforts as an epic fail.
I nearly snorted thinking of a sad picture of him in our doorway tonight captioned thusly and posted on ICANHASSOOKIE like the sad cats that Pam was always making me look at on the cheeseburger site. I never appreciated those images until now.
As if thinking of her pulled her from thin air, my progeny arrived at just that moment. “Your Majesty,” she greeted Bill. “Master,” she bowed to me. A subtle snub since she had not shown that deference to his vampireship.
Perhaps I would end her punishment for the website early.
“I see Fangtasia.com has a lurker,” she said smartly, eyeing Bill from head to toe and clearly enjoying the power of her influence on World Wide Web.
Perhaps I was hasty in thinking of ending her punishment so soon.
I was really enjoying watching her go from table to table each night and take drink orders dressed as Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz, especially the part when she had to tell each and every patron that she took an order from that there was no place like home. It was meant to remind her to be grateful and show respect to her Dear Uncle Eric.
I was pretty sure it wasn’t working.
“I knew that picture would bring the business back in droves!” she said.
Now I was sure it wasn’t working.
“Excellent work, Pam!” Bill said, I could hear the cash register in his mind ringing up patrons and practically feel his hand in my pocket. The bastard didn’t even have the decency to give a playful rub to my cock as he robbed me.
“Yes, Pamela, excellent work to raise such high praise from our king. I know what his opinion means to you.” Fuck her, two could play this game. She actually pouted for a second before she remembered she was standing in front of the king whose opinion she truly could give a fuck less about.
Bill, wrapped up in himself as always missed the byplay between us. “Take a seat, Pam. Let’s get down to it!”
Yes, not able to suppress the eye roll this time, let’s get the fuck down to it.
Several miserable boring hours later I felt a wave of crushing sadness from Sookie that would have brought me to my knees had I been standing. Immediately texting her to see if she was all right she came back and asked when I would be there with her. She said that she was missing me. I believed her, but suspected that it must be more than that to make her feel this way. I would have pursued it further but the king asked if he was boring me.
Yes! I wanted to scream, instead I told her soon and put my phone away, trying to care about this bullshit. Pam seemed to be genuinely into it. I could feel her excitement as they talked of decorations and seating arrangements. I watched her amused as she talked about pattern swatches and the like.
My progeny was truly impressive, even in her evil machinations to circumnavigate my command. I sent my affection to her through our bond and saw her preen as she felt it pass through her.
That brought my mind back to Sookie again. I had started a bond with her tonight. I need to explain that to her, make sure she understood what would happen if we shared blood twice more.
Hell, I needed to make sure I understood what would happen.
I would be tying myself to an unending bundle of trouble. Currently being pursued by all the fairies in Fae and my own king, who would no doubt do everything he could to get me out of the picture as fast as possible. I had been considering his connection with Claudine and wondered if he had any other connections with Fae that could cause us trouble?
I had to assume that he did, and prepare as best I could.
Was I really ready to sign up for another sixty or seventy years of this?
Fuck, was I really ready sign up for only another sixty or seventy years of this? She was mortal. She would leave me all too soon.
Things, wonderful things, had been happening so fast between us that I had not allowed myself to consider that this union came with an expiration date already on the package. I felt a sharp pain in my chest at the thought of not seeing her devilish smile again.
Northman, you’re like a dog chasing a car. You’ve been so focused on catching it that you never considered what you would do with it when you did.
“That’ll be all for this evening,” Bill said standing to dismiss us. Both of us bowed before leaving. We stopped on the porch outside for a moment, I took my phone out to text Sookie and see if I needed to pick up anything at the house for her before heading to Shreveport. My heart clenched when I saw her reply.
You. I need you. Hurry, please.
“I won’t be in tonight, Pamela,” I told her before taking to the sky.
I felt that strong reaction to whatever Sookie said to him, and lingered a moment considering that Eric and she might truly be in love after all.
“Well, ain’t that the cats pajamas,” I said aloud a slight smile on my face as I thought of all the fantastic ways I could torture my maker with this turn of events. I shivered in pure delight and then too took to the sky headed to Fangtasia.
As I undressed my mind went back the beautiful drawings that Eric had made of me in his book. Despite my wish and the ones I had added I felt as though I had not done him justice at all.
He is at moments and angles so beautiful that he takes my breath away. If I had any gift at poetry I could write reams about his neck alone. How it makes me weak with the need to touch it, and kiss it.
I had to smile knowing what he would think to know that I held such fancy for his neck.
I snorted then sure that he would think my odes were better spent on other parts of his anatomy.
I was picturing him very clearly in my mind, his beauty, his grace, his form and a thought flitted through my mind.
I wish I were beautiful like that. I wish I was beautiful like him.
I was flying as fast as I could but I could not out run my thoughts from earlier. Bonds, dying, trouble. It was all too much. I had no idea what do with any of it, and as Shreveport came closer, as Sookie came closer, I felt my sense of panic and uncertainty increase.
My mind was in complete turmoil. Screaming in rage I shoved it all away, refusing to let it take this happiness that I found so recently in her arms.
As my house came into sight I felt anguish overcome me and a random thought passed through my mind.
I wish…I wish that she would live forever, and that we could work this out together.
I wish that she was more like me.
I wish I was beautiful like him…
As soon as I thought it I felt something happen. A fire moved over me like what I had felt my hands do earlier when I wished that I could show him how I saw him. I screamed, not because it hurt but in fear of not knowing what was happening.
I fell to the floor, still screaming, seeing myself covered in light, my body tingling all over. I closed my eyes and called to Eric, needing him there with me.
I felt her fear and heard her scream, rather than stopping to use the key I burst through the door and flew up the stairs, following our tie to where she was.
I came to a dead stop when I saw what had frightened her so.
I was rising from the floor when Eric came into the room. My head was swimming and it seemed like there was so much more of me to get up than there had been just moments before. When I stood, the room seemed so much smaller, and the floor seemed so much further away.
I looked down, and down, and down at the floor and saw Eric’s feet at the end of my legs. No, make that Eric’s feet at the end of Eric’s legs. My head snapped up and looked at him frozen in the doorway.
“Eric?” I tried to call out, but something was wrong with my voice. I cleared my throat and tried again. “Eric?” I sounded like him!
“Sookie?” he looked mortified, but he took a step toward me, his hand coming out.
“Yes, it’s me,” I assured him in my strange voice.
“Oh, Sookie, what happened?” I frowned and shook my head not understanding. He moved slowly toward me and for once, he didn’t seem to tower over me. In fact we were standing eye to eye.
What the fuck?
Gently, he put his hands on my shoulders and turned me to walk toward the full length mirror he had in the corner of his bedroom.
I saw Eric reflected there, naked. And then I saw Eric reflected there wearing the clothes he had on when he came in a moment ago. I raised my hand slowly, and saw naked Eric do the same. When I touched my face, naked Eric touched his.
“This can’t be good,” naked Eric said, his eyes large and confused as he stared at himself in the mirror. The problem was that I had said it.
I was naked Eric.