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COMPLETE ME

         Her activities with Eric lasted a lot longer than she thought. She was sure that they tried nearly every position Eric thought of like he was so intent on fucking her so completely to make up for the two years where he couldn't.

          The sheets looked like a horror story with blood everywhere. Eric eventually decided he was over being whatever sort of gentleman he was trying to be and he drank her blood multiple times mostly from the vein on her thigh (she also felt like she remembered begging him to do it as well). So her blood along with his was mixed together on the sheets.

        It was a mess. They were a mess. Yet they were still fucking.

         She laid on her side while Eric laid behind her. He held one leg up as thrusted his cock from behind into her cunt. All that could be heard was the smacking of skin against each other. He had been making her come in this position for a while. She felt another orgasm rip through her and she cried out in pleasure as she fisted the sheets tightly in her hand.

      Her legs were literally spasming. And Eric was still thrusting into her. She was torn between pleasure and being too tired; her tiredness won out this time.

         "Eric," she called and her tone of voice made him stop. "Eric, I can't. I'm too tired."

           "I'm sorry," she apologized as she breathed heavily. She felt like such a failure for not even making it the whole night.

           "What are you sorry for?" he asked as he kissed her shoulder.

           "I only made it a few hours," she mumbled.

           "Eira," he said in concern as his arm wrapped around waist. "It's been three days."

           "What?" she said in confusion as her eyes blinked lazily. Eira had been so delirious she did not realize the night changed to day to night and many times over again.

           "Go to sleep," Eric commanded and she looked at him tiredly for a moment before she entwined her hand with his that lay over the top of her stomach and closed her eyes. As she did so, she fell right asleep.

          Eric smirked a little. He had been surprised she lasted so long. Three days. His little human was very impressive.

           ______

        Eira slept for two days straight. When she awoke, her body ached, especially, her legs. She didn't even feel that she could move her legs.

         She found that Eric was still with her and their hands were still entwined. He was sleeping beside her and it took all her strength just to turn towards him. She noticed that he had dried blood on his ear so he must have had the bleeds and the story of three days must have been true. She grew a bit worried he had stayed awake that long. She brought his hand up to her lips and kissed his fingertips to wake him.

           He opened his eyes immediately and he smiled. It took her breath away and a swarm of butterflies erupted in her stomach.

           "I don't think we should ever leave this bed," Eric noted.

           She shook her head and whacked his shoulder, "You've already had me in it for days? You couldn't have stopped?"

           "Why would I?" he left a smoldering kiss on her cheek. "You were so intoxicating."

            She blushed hard and avoided his gaze which made him chuckle before she stated, "Well, everything hurts now."

             "My blood will help," he stated. Vampire blood wouldn't heal muscle aches as it wasn't an injury but it would remove some of the pain.

             "As long as you take mine," she said.

           "I've already taken enough."

          "How long has it been that I've been asleep?" she asked.

           "Two days," he answered. Being a vampire gave him a very accurate internal clock.

            "Then it's been long enough," she said in a worried tone. "We're supposed to take care of each other, Eric. You can take my blood."

         Eric shook his head. She was so stubborn. But he, nevertheless, agreed as he sighed. He bit into his wrist and offered it to her before taking her wrist and biting into it.

              He gave her his blood to heal her as she gave him his and the sheet fell away from her body as she took a hold of his wrist and started to drink. His eyes drifted across her naked form and her cum-stained thighs; he couldn't help but be turned on. As he stared, she drank far more than he would've allowed and she felt impossibly connected to him. She could feel what he felt and his desire increased her own tenfold.

         She became wet and she whined, "Eric."

         "Fuck," he pulled his wrist away but he could feel that temporary bond set in, the blood bond. With all the blood they both drank, they were one and he could feel her yearning for him.

        She moved and kissed him desperately before she uttered against his lips, "I want you. Now."

          He didn't protest as he crashed his lips to hers and moved to hover over her. He was eager as he placed himself between her legs again, where'd he'd been for days, and where he never wanted to leave. She could feel that eagerness and it made her desperate as she reached out and ran her hands up his chest before she ground her hips against his erection.

         "Eira," he begged.

           He wasted no time. He quickly sheathed himself in her and she moaned as she felt him enter her. Then he started to thrust and it felt like each slow thrust of his cock went deeper than before. Because she felt his own pleasure along with her own, she came quickly and her muscles clenched as the heat she felt rose to its climax. She felt such an intense wave of pleasure that made her cry out his name.

         Eric was about to come undone. She felt so good wrapped around him. But he could feel how she felt, how he made her feel (like every nerve was set aflame) and it only intoxicated him. And he pushed it further.

         He drove his cock into her harder and faster trying to see just how high he could make her feel. She turned into a moaning mess as he used vampire speed to thrust into her cunt. She went through orgasm after orgasm and he could feel the waves of her sweet release, those bundle of feelings: desire, love, intoxication and he was lost.

           He came inside her with a mix between a growl and a moan and it set off another orgasm for her as she felt his cum spill into her. She breathed heavily as Eric pulled out of her and some of his cum dripped out between her thighs.

        He gazed down as they were both in a state of euphoria, a buzzing warmth. But he looked at her so softly as he went to cradle her cheek which caused her to smile lazily. She could feel his adoration for her that settled into her chest with a skip of her heart and she gained butterflies, an intense fluttering. She couldn't be sure if it was him or if it was her. Perhaps it was both. It made her feel giddy to think she caused him butterflies and he could feel her intense joy.

           He groaned as he caressed her cheek, "You're going to be the death of me."

       "No. Never. I'll be the life of you," she pouted cutely and his lips quirked, a genuine smile, before he kissed her with the most delicate kiss she'd ever been given like he was telling her that he agreed. He'd live through this sweet death for her.

         She sighed happily once he pulled his lips from hers. She stared up at him into those haunting blue eyes. He was so pretty as he smiled and she became wet for him again.

     "Eira," he pleaded like he needed her to stop. He did because he wanted to fuck her until oblivion; his lust for her knew no end.

         She brought her hips up and rubbed her slick folds against his cock, making him harden again. He had to hand it to her, her stamina gave him a run for his own. He grunted before he pushed his cock inside her again and the cycle went on for hours. They were all muddled with desire for each other, too much for them to stop.

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Hours passed and they were now in her bathroom taking a bath together. Eric didn't exactly fit as his feet rested out of the water on the rim of the bathtub but they managed. It made her think of getting a new bathtub, a giant one where he'd actually fit.

It was quiet as they sat in the bubbly, warm water. It allowed her to stow in her thoughts. She had a slap happy smile she couldn't get rid of but it's not like she wanted to; she was happy. She thought about that temporary connection where she could feel what Eric felt.

"What was that earlier?" she asked as Eric continued to lazily draw shapes onto the skin of her back. "I could feel you."

"A blood bond," he explained. "It only happens when a vampire and a human share blood at the same time. I've only ever heard of it. It's extremely rare."

"Why, though? If it just takes sharing blood, wouldn't it happen quite often?" she questioned.

"No. You forget that most vampires are unlikely to share their blood as they think of it as sacred," Eric explained before he searched for words. "And it...it requires a connection."

"A connection?"

"Yes."

Yes, they were very connected now, Eira thought giddily and she blushed. She also understood that it meant Eric was attached to her, that he cared for her. She bit her lip to keep herself from smiling even wider somehow.

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Once the warm water turned cold did they leave the bath and light was gone from the sky outside. Eric quickly got rid of the now destroyed sheets using vampire speed and replaced them with clean ones. Eric had to leave as he had been absent for five days now and Pam kept calling him over and over again.

Eira planned to sleep more as she was still quite tired. But before she got into bed once more and before Eric left, he pulled her flush against him and kissed her hard. Her heart fluttered and what little strength she had in her legs gave away. She felt dizzy as she let him consume all the air from her lungs; she simply forgot how to breathe whenever his lips touched hers like her mind just stopped working.

If it wasn't for Eric holding her so tightly against him, she would've collapsed. He seemed to sense this and picked her up while still kissing her before sitting her down on the edge of the bed.

"I'll be back soon," he said so happily with a smile as he muttered against her lips. She only merely nodded, in a haze from his kiss. Then he was gone.

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Eira slept the rest of the night. When morning came, she took a shower and she noticed all the little marks Eric left from those last few hours they shared with the blood bond. There were hickeys everywhere. There were even bruises in the shape of handprints on her thigh from when he periodically gripped her too tight.

She wished some of the bite marks had stayed but she realized his blood she took before those few hours would've healed those. But, nevertheless, she was happy with all the love marks that littered her skin. It made her blush constantly throughout the day as she thought about them or when she would catch herself in the mirror and see the hickeys on her neck.

She went about her day like normal just as she always did. But she couldn't help but randomly smile throughout the day. If she would've went out somewhere, people would've noted that she was positively glowing with joy.

It was nearing nighttime again when Eric returned. She was eating cereal when he appeared and she had practically dropped the bowl before quickly waddling (because her legs were still sore) over to him and jumping into his arms with the biggest smile.

Eric had been so irritated before he arrived. When he got back to Fangtasia the other night, Pam had lectured him about how he couldn't just disappear for so long because Bill would definitely seek to punish him. He didn't care. Then he had a whole host of paperwork to complete.

But now once he arrived, all of those irritations faded as he saw her smile and her waddling. It was adorable. He even let out a little chuckle before she jumped into his arms and kissed him happily.

It was a short, sweet kiss before she pouted, "I thought you said soon?"

She hypnotized him with those green eyes as he responded, "I thought it would be."

She hummed before she connected her lips back with his. He kissed her like he was starving even though it had only been nearly a day. She ran her fingers through his hair as he walked them backwards until they bumped into the kitchen counter and he set her down. He knew that sex again was out of the question based off her waddling; she was too sore. So he settled for kissing her as long as he could until she protested, saying that she was hungry. She made new cereal since the old one turned soggy.

Later, they were lounging on the couch and she laid on top of him. His fingers combed through her hair repeatedly and it was quite soothing. Some movie was on but neither of them were really paying attention; she was lost in thought about their relationship and how they had skipped a step. She started to realize that they had never actually gone on a date.

"Eric," she called once the thought came to her and he hummed in acknowledgment. "We've never gone on a date."

She tilted her head up to look at him as she continued, "Will you take me on one?"

"Now?"

"No, silly," she chuckled. "But soon."

"Of course," he answered automatically in a quiet tone. He would never deny her anything and the soft smile that erupted on her face was priceless.

Eric didn't even really consider he really didn't know what a date consisted of precisely. He had never been on one and never cared to find out. When dating was called courting, he barely did that. He only ever spent a few hours to seduce women into his bed over the last one thousand years he had been alive and anything longer than that he never had any interest. Not until Eira.

And Eric didn't really spend too much time thinking about this date before he whisked his thoughts away by kissing Eira again. He would never grow tired of her lips nor the warm feeling that settled into his chest when he did so.

AN: so I got this story pretty much planned out by the chapter and it should be about 60 chapters so we're halfway through the story

Since Sookie was gone for a year between season three and four, we still have a quite a few chapters before I even start season four. I want to spend time on Eric and Eira as a couple

For the rest of the story, I haven't decided whether I'm going to include Norah yet but I'm leaning towards no. If I do have her exist in this story, her and Eric will be purely brother/sister instead of that weird crap in the show

but I have decided that I'm not doing season six. I mean season six will technically happen just without any of our Bon Temps vampires. You'll understand once I get there but yeah I'll be jumping from season five to seven in this story

Anyways, sorry for long info dump