Eric's room - for Athelstan

[onceaviking]

Eric's room is neat and bare.
He hadn't been expecting to return.

He opens the door and lets Athelstan in. Then he switches on the bedside lamp and turns to look at him.

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[onceaviking]

Eric snarls and increases his pace, much as he would have had Athelstan been a vampire.
Not quite, but close.

[athelstanthescribe]

It's what he wanted, and he makes that very clear with every sound and movement.

He's close to the edge, but won't try to stop Eric until Eric decides he's done.

[onceaviking]

That may take a while.

Quite a while.

There can be no doubt that Eric is enjoying himself though. And vampire blood does improve human stamina.

[athelstanthescribe]

Yes, yes it does. The stamina and also the sensitivity, and Athelstan doesn't want this to stop.

He scrapes his teeth over the top of Eric's shoulder - then bites, for all the impression it makes.

[onceaviking]

Not much, that is true. But Eric seems rather enthusiastic, shifting his pace to something rapid and sharp.

[athelstanthescribe]

"Yes", he gasps out, again and again. Then, "You can drink again. I want you to."

And he's been revived by the last transfusion, his pulse beating strongly again.

[onceaviking]

Aethalstan has learned his way around sweet talking a vampire.

Eric bites down, lightening fast, right where the skin is thinnest. Warmest.

[athelstanthescribe]

He's a quick learner, and Eric has shown him the way.

He groans with ecstatic pain as Eric bites down, shuddering.

[onceaviking]

The taste of blood warmed by passion is exhilarating and Eric doesn't hold back, swallowing mouthful after mouthful as he keeps pounding Athelstan eagerly.

Stroking his face, digging his fingers into his hips, briefly kissing with wet and sticky lips.

[athelstanthescribe]

Athelstan licks his own blood from Eric's lips as they kiss, and his legs wrap around Eric's back as an encouragement and his best attempt to keep Eric where he is.

He's lost all restraint, crying out roughly as Eric drives into him.

[onceaviking]

The closeness of death will do that too you. Make you seek out life in its rawest form.
Eric is hard and heavy on top of him, making small, growly, eager noises as he keeps up the relentless pace.

[athelstanthescribe]

Athelstan does his best to keep up, even after he climaxes himself, not caring for anything other than to live in the moment while it lasts.

[onceaviking]

And a while later, Eric comes as well.
The blood soaks the bedding, as his movements still, hiding his sticky face against Athelstan's just as sticky neck.

[athelstanthescribe]

Athelstan rests a hand on the back of Eric's neck, lying quietly as he recovers his energy, paying no attention to the mess.

[onceaviking]

He is trembling. It's so faint, it's easy to miss, and he is doing his very best to ignore it himself.

It's just sex. He's just keyed up because of - everything.

[athelstanthescribe]

Of course it is. But Athelstan knows how it feels to be sure you were going to die, and then...

"How is Pam?" he asks quietly.

[onceaviking]

Eric breathes slowly against Athelstan's neck. And then he sits up, pulling out and moving away in the same smooth movement.

Running his hands through his hair.

"She's fine," he says. "She's - she was very brave and she did as I told her to. She'll be fine."

[athelstanthescribe]

He nods, watching Eric without moving.

"She's strong."

[onceaviking]

"She is," he agrees, looking away.

[athelstanthescribe]

"What will you do now? When you've dealt with Edgington?"

Probably go back to his life, he hopes, but he wants to hear it.

[onceaviking]

"I intend," Eric says, slowly, "to convince Sookie Stackhouse that she will only be happy once she has been fucked by me."

He gives Athelstan a small grin.

He knows what is expected of him.

[athelstanthescribe]

Athelstan laughs aloud.

"Only once? Surely you wouldn't be so cruel."

[onceaviking]

"I'll convince her to do it once, she'll have to convince me to keep it up," Eric replies with a small grin.

[athelstanthescribe]

"Ah, I see." He flops back against the bed, amused. "I'm sure she will."

[onceaviking]

"Yeah?"

He runs his hands through his hair again.
Pleased.