Girls on Film

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Monday, March 23, 2015

One week.

Seven days.

One hundred sixty-eight hours.

It doesn’t matter how you count it, there are only seven days until the bane of Eric’s very long existence, his forced abstinence, is over. It’s not the idea of being abstinent that bothers him; it is that it wasn’t his choice to abstain. He had abstained for much longer throughout his long life span, but again, it was because of his decision-making. This restriction on his sex life was nothing more than spite from Sophie-Anne, though Eric is grateful that she hadn’t thought to make it longer than three months. It could have been a year or through the end of his contract as Sheriff of Area Five.

He would have staked the bitch if she tried that shit!  As it is, he’s irritated that this should have been the end of his punishment, but Sophie-Anne decreed that it would be March 30, because she would be sending a representative to make sure that all of the requirements of his punishment had been met.

In truth, Eric didn’t mind the forced abstinence; he was tired of the same pathetic options night after night he had to choose from at Fangtasia. However he did mind the sex therapy counseling sessions and the fact it seemed he was topic number one among the gossip for the supernatural community. What good was sex addiction therapy for a vampire? None. As for the gossip, those that were wagging their tongues would soon find themselves without that appendage. It’s not that Eric minded gossip exactly, but he needed to send the message that he wasn’t soft, that he was still the fearsome Viking.

Three months; not even a drop in the bucket when you think about how long Eric had walked this earth. But that was before he met Sookie Stackhouse and time seemed to stand still. Eric felt like he was suffocating, that he was stuck. For over two months, Sookie has spun him up only to leave him wanting. She is a complete cock tease, and she revels in it. From that first kiss, Eric had been lost. Everything about Sookie turned Eric on: her taste, scent, and body were made to be devoured. She was a siren, calling to him with her song and he was powerless to resist. Things between them had gotten very heated over the last two months, pushing themselves closer and closer to the limit of Eric’s control.

His balls are so blue they are nearly black!

Sookie, however, has not suffered as Eric has. Quite the opposite, Eric has taken great pride in the fact that he’s managed to make Sookie achieve multiple orgasms all without the benefit of his cock penetrating her. Eric knew he couldn’t play ‘just the tip’ with Sookie. He only has so much self-control; he knows the moment he feels her hot, tight, wet sheathe surrounding his penis, he will not last long. Feeling it on his tongue and fingers had been the most exquisite bliss and harrowing torture at the same time.

There was only one thing Eric desires more than an orgasm.

Drinking Sookie’s blood while simultaneously having her drink his.

Never before had Eric considered bonding to another being. He’d never felt the need to be tied that closely to another being. A blood bond is a connection that is far more binding than that between a maker and child. While it is painful when the maker/child bond is severed, it does not make either seek to end their existence. Yet a blood bond between two people is an eternal commitment; when one dies, so does the other. Eric had scoffed at the psychic that once told him his existence would one day be intertwined closely with that of a mortal. If he only knew then what he knew now, perhaps he wouldn’t have been so quick to dismiss the psychic’s warnings and drain her for her insolence.

Hindsight is twenty-twenty.

This evening’s therapy session had once again been him and the doctor. The Weres had a pack function that required their presence; Claude had been sent back to the Fae realm for something according to Sookie. She said that when the Claude’s as she called them (Claudette, Claudine, and Claude) began getting on each other’s nerves then they would ship the annoying one back to Fae for a spell. She admitted that it was usually Claude that was sent back; Claudine was the peacekeeper between her siblings and Claudette was the eldest among them so she often called the shots. Besides, Claude needed time away from his on-again, off-again lover.

Absence made the heart grow fonder. Or in this case, it absolved Claude of his indiscretions for a time until he did something else to fuck up his relationship.

As for the others, no one else had showed, which allowed Eric to have a serious discussion with Dr. Ludwig about his relationship with Sookie. Eric could tell he threw the supernatural physician for a loop when he started asking her questions about bonding to Sookie. Eric knew the mechanics of how a blood bond worked; he wasn’t an idiot. But he didn’t know if a blood bond would work with Sookie because of her heritage. Would her faeness keep the bond from taking hold? Did the doctor know of any complications that might arise from her being a fairy? Had there ever been such a bond before?

The only bonds Eric knew of were those between vampires; usually it was a vampire that had turned their bonded human. Eric knew of only one vampire bonded pair that had formed their bond after both becoming vampires. The Kings of Mississippi and Indiana had a love match as well as a vampire marriage. However, Ludwig had pointed out that they weren’t a fully bonded pair. They hadn’t completed the last exchange that would make them bound together permanently. Three simultaneous exchanges were required to be permanently blood bonded. When such a bond is achieved, it is extremely difficult for the bonded pair to be separated. That is why the vampire monarchs haven’t completed their bond. It’s also why one half of the bonded pair does not survive when the other perishes.

As far as Dr. Ludwig knew, a vampire and a fairy with the essential spark had never bonded before. Usually those with the essential spark were full or half-blooded; it was extremely rare for the spark to pass down so far in the family tree. For obvious reasons, vampires and full-blooded fairies didn’t bond. The bond between Eric and Sookie would be the first of its kind. The supernatural doctor had impressed upon Eric to consider the ramifications of such a bond from all angles. It’s not that she was discouraging him from doing it, but she wanted him to be absolutely certain that it was something he would not regret. There was no need to rush into it. After all, Eric Northman had never heard of Sookie Stackhouse until a few months ago. Divorce isn’t an option like it is with mortals that rush into a marriage and then decide sixteen days later that it was all a mistake.

A blood bond is truly until death do us part.

Eric had retreated to his office in Fangtasia after his visit with the doctor. He needed time to think, and the closed bar would give him the perfect place to do that. Dr. Ludwig had raised some excellent points in respect to forming the blood bond with Sookie. It wasn’t that Eric planned to run out and complete the bond the moment he was free to do so. He was far too pragmatic to do that. While he may have only known Sookie a short while, his thousand years on this earth told him there was no one like her and that she was meant to be his. Yes, there was a huge amount of sexual attraction between them and Eric knew that once they could fully act on it that they might not leave wherever they ended up for several days, possibly weeks. But there was more to it than that. In between all the moments of sexual tension, Eric had actually gotten to know who Sookie was as a person. Her passion for life and sense of humor matched his own. Eric recognized a warrior’s spirit inside her even though she was tender-hearted and compassionate. There was a kinship between them that Eric hadn’t felt before, not even with Pam or Godric. A romantic would say that Eric had found the other half that he’d been waiting a thousand years for.

But Eric wasn’t a romantic in that sense. Simply put, he knew Sookie was his.

And Sookie had claimed him as hers.

It’s the only explanation Eric had for Pam who thought him completely mad. Sookie’s friends and family also had similar concerns, but she was as steadfast in her conviction that Eric was it for her. Neither of them were entering into this lightly, nor were they going to rush to form the bond.

But they will bond.

Thoughts of bonding with Sookie, tasting her blood, and having her take his, have left Eric extremely aroused and he snarls in frustration. He has one week to go and he swears it’s going to be the longest of his existence. It doesn’t help matters at all that Sookie had informed him last night that they wouldn’t be seeing each other again until next Monday when his punishment is lifted. Eric had balked at her pronouncement, but she’s explained that it was like the tradition of a bride and groom not seeing each other before the wedding. She wanted the tension to build up between them so that next Monday would be a night they never forgot.

Eric doesn’t think it’s possible for his cock to be any more ready for next Monday than what it is. He won’t admit it to anyone but himself, but he’s a little worried that he’s going to embarrass himself like a teenage boy seeing a pair of breasts for the first time. Not to mention the very real fear he has that he will hurt Sookie. It won’t be intentional, but the forced abstinence and her fairy blood are going to make for an extremely dicey combination. Ludwig had assured Eric that Sookie’s blood was diluted enough that he wouldn’t feel the need to drain her like he would a full-blooded fairy, nor would it make him lose control of himself. The diminutive doctor did caution Eric about the euphoria that comes with bonding. It would be best to make certain they are in a light-tight space when they exchange blood simultaneously. She admitted that she’s heard of couples losing hours while under the influence of the bond, similar to what happens to some humans when they use vampire blood as a recreational drug.

Ludwig’s words reminded Eric that he needed to set up a video recorder in his chambers for when he and Sookie do the first exchange. He wants to know what happens during the euphoric stage. Are they simply lying on the bed in a daze or are they fucking like there is no tomorrow?

He hopes for option two.

Eric came to Fangtasia to clear his head, to think about everything objectively, but all he can think about is how much he wants Sookie. He craves her; she’s a drug that he is addicted to. This week without seeing her is going to be hell!

Spinning his office chair, he gets up quickly and strides out of the office door. Before leaving, he turns the key in the locks. Eric had been forced to lock his office door to prevent Ginger from lying in wait for him every night. Pam has Ginger thinking that if she catches Eric first thing in the evening, he will be so desperately hungry that he will feed and fuck from anyone. Two nights in a row, Eric had walked into his office to find Ginger displaying herself in what she thought was an alluring manner. The first night Ginger had tried to recreate Botticelli’s The Birth of Venus. She’d been entirely nude with a long fake blonde wig atop her head, and she’d been standing inside an open clam shell. The second night had been even worse if you can believe it. She’d somehow managed to turn Eric’s office into a ‘red room of pain’ and had herself affixed to a wooden cross with various sex toys strewn around the room and the most annoying music playing in the background.

Pam is definitely going to pay for her part in all of this. He’d already sprinkled sand inside the crotch of all her pants and underwear. He’s even sawed a portion of one heel off of each pair of shoes she owns so that they are all uneven when she stands in them. However Eric is saving the ultimate punishment for when he is free of the sex addiction group. Eric is thinking of signing Pam and Ginger up for couple’s therapy with Dr. Ludwig, to teach Pam to be a more supportive partner and understanding of Ginger’s needs.

Serves his rotten child right for constantly encouraging Ginger to pursue him. Eric had often thought about fucking Ginger at least once over the years out of pity, but he could never bring himself to do it. He felt sorry for Ginger but he wasn’t willing to fall on that sword.

Or was it have her fall on his sword?

Doesn’t matter; it’s never going to happen now that he has Sookie in his existence. And speaking of his delightful fairy, he can smell her scent in the hallway. It gets stronger the closer he gets to the main bar. It’s a recent scent too. Eric remembers her explanation about teleportation and his fangs snap down with anticipation.

“Missed me already did you?” Eric calls out smugly as he walks slowly out to the main floor, but he’s puzzled when he doesn’t hear an accompanying heartbeat to go with the smell. Eric wonders if it’s a fairy trick and quickly searches the bar from top to bottom looking for Sookie. The only thing he finds instead is a small gift wrapped box on his throne. It’s wrapped in beautiful shimmering red paper with a gold bow on top. There is a thick, cream-colored envelope sitting underneath the bow with Eric’s name on it.

Eric inhales deeply and smiles because the paper smells strongly of Calvin Klein’s Obsession, Sookie’s preferred perfume. Not that she needs anything to enhance her scent. He smirks when he sees that she’s also left a lipstick kiss on the back of the envelope where the flap is sealed.

“You little minx. What are you up to?” Eric lifts the package in his hands, surprised by the weight to it. Eric sits down on his throne, setting the box carefully in his lap. He raises the envelope to his face, inhaling deeply again and pressing the heavy card stock against his lips. He can taste the lip gloss on his lips and the lingering sweetness that is Sookie, but it isn’t enough. Eric wants the real thing. He wants to feel her lush, soft lips moving against his. When Sookie initiates a kiss, she likes to nibble along his lips, soft, short bites that leave him wanting more. Sookie will pull away, giving him a shy smile as she stares with longing at his mouth. She’ll then move in and kiss him more ardently, sucking his lower lip into her mouth. The way she sucks, nibbles, and licks Eric’s lip makes him want her to put her mouth to use on another part of him. He wants to see her lips swollen and red from sucking on his cock. Eric wants to feel her muscles contracting around his hardened shaft as she sucks him further and further in. Most women can’t deep throat him because of his considerable size, but something tells him Sookie will give it all she’s got. And Eric wants to see her lips glistening with the remnants of his release, see it dripping down her chin to her breasts. He wants to rub his fingers through his cum and circle it around her nipples, making them into hardened peaks for him to suck on.

Eric shakes his head, trying to clear his mind of the sexual fantasies he has involving Sookie Stackhouse. Hoping to take his mind off of the X-rated images in his mind, Eric slides his finger under the flap of the envelope. There is only a single sheet of paper inside, folded in thirds, for Eric to read. The message is short and sweet.

I promised you fairy-style.

XOXOXO,

Sookie

“She didn’t!” Eric sets the letter aside before shredding open the package. Inside is a video camera with a note attached directing him to press play. He waits impatiently for the device to startup and then presses the requested button. The screen remains black but music begins playing through the tiny speaker of the camera. The camera zooms out to show Sookie sitting on the edge of a bed wearing a black lace corset, matching thong, thigh high stockings and red high-heeled pumps. Her blonde hair falls around her shoulders in natural waves, and her makeup is far heavier than Eric is used to seeing, but he loves seeing her lips painted the bright red color.

“Hello Eric,” Sookie purrs to the camera. “I know I said we couldn’t see each other until next Monday, but I thought you might need a reminder of what awaits you.” Sookie rises from the bed, standing with her hands on her hips to accentuate her curves. “As you can see, I have a fondness for lingerie. I have a special set picked out for next week. I’ll give you a little hint; it’s white and sheer and meant for you to rip it off me.”

Eric hisses loudly at the image her words invoke. She’s trying to make him break his punishment; she wants him to orgasm and spend a year wrapped in silver inside a coffin. It’s the only explanation Eric can come up with for why his little fairy torments him so. The pressure inside his jeans is unbearable tight. He eases open the button and carefully lowers the zipper allowing his aching cock to spring free. Thank God Ginger isn’t around or she would come running. Hell, with the way she acts, she might cum just from the sight of his dick and leave him be.

“Now I know what you’re thinking,” Sookie says as the camera zooms back in on her face. “You think I’m torturing you; that I’m making this even harder for you this last week, but that’s not my intention. I’m trying to reward you, give you a little piece of me to have with you when I can’t physically be there.”

The camera zooms out again as Sookie’s lips curve into a lazy, wicked smile. Her finger draws a line down her throat and along the top of her corset, outlining the swell of her breasts. “Besides, I want to know that I’m still bringing you pleasure even when I can’t be there. Because believe me honey, it’s thoughts of you that run through my mind when I do this.” This involves Sookie pushing her fingers under the material of her thong and rubbing them against her lower lips. Her mouth falls open on a sigh of pleasure as her hips undulate to create more friction for her to enjoy. Eric’s fangs are fully extended and his mouth hangs open as he watches the tiny screen. He’s already thinking of how he wants to watch this on the largest screen he can find; how he wants to burn a copy of this to be in every safe house he owns around the world. There needs to be a copy of this on every phone, every laptop, and every other electronic device with a media player he owns.

Sookie suddenly stops her ministrations and rises gracefully from the bed. “I’m getting’ ahead of myself. I can’t help it though. When I think of what you do to me with your fingers and tongue makes me so wet and horny. I can’t wait to find out what you can do with that gracious plenty you carry between your legs. I’ve been dreaming about having it inside me, but I know my dreams are nowhere near as good as the real thing.” While she’s been talking, Sookie’s been undoing the snaps that hold her corset together. Despite everything they have done together, Eric has never seen Sookie completely naked, nor has she seen him. Somehow they both knew if all barriers were completely removed from their bodies, they wouldn’t be able to resist going all the way.

Not that keeping their clothes on has made the struggle any easier.

Sookie stops before undoing the last two snaps, the snaps that hold the corset together over her breasts. The camera zooms back in so Eric can get a downward view of her cleavage from the top before panning out a bit to focus on Sookie’s dainty hands slowly unsnapping the last two snaps, freeing her magnificent breasts for his eyes to feast on. Her hands cup the full globes, offering themselves to the camera.

“When you bite me for the first time,” Sookie begins in a husky whisper as her thumbs brush back and forth over her nipples. “I want it to be here so that I can feel you sucking on my nipples while you suck the blood from my body.”

“Fuck yes!” Eric’s words are said harshly as he continues to watch Sookie touching herself. She rolls the nipples between her fingers before pinching and pulling on them so that they are hardened nubs. Sookie’s breathing quickens and Eric can hear the breathy moans she’s making. The camera slowly zooms back out to show Sookie moving back on the bed so that she is lying down. The camera is now tilted down so that it can look down on her body. He watches with rapt attention as her fingers undo the ties on her hips that hold the strings of her thong together. She flicks the fabric away to reveal her swollen lower lips glistening with the evidence of her arousal. Eric watches as Sookie’s red tipped fingernail spreads her lower lips just enough so she can slide the one finger along her wetness. The camera sweeps up her body to show Sookie bringing her finger to her mouth and sucking on it like Eric wants her to suck his cock.

“I can’t wait until I can taste you,” Sookie confesses to the camera. “I can’t wait to taste us mingled together.” The camera zooms back out and Eric can see her fingers are rubbing her clit furiously. Eric also can’t wait until he can taste their combined fluids, be it their combined blood or cum. He wants to see his cum filling Sookie up, be it in her mouth, pussy, or ass. Eric knows it’s a primitive instinct, but he wants everyone in the world to know by scent alone that Sookie is his.

You’d think he was a caveman and not a Viking with the way he wants to beat his chest and drag Sookie around by her hair to his cave so that people will know she is his woman.

Sookie’s moans and whimpers fill Eric’s ears as he watches the screen without blinking. He doesn’t want to miss a second of Sookie’s performance. He actually whimpers when Sookie’s fingers stop moving. However, it’s only so that Sookie can roll to her side and open a drawer in the table beside the bed. She pulls a vibrator out of the drawer; it’s long and thick, but still not as long as Eric. It’s purple in color. Eric’s never understood why dildos and vibrators come in all the colors of the rainbow, but he guesses it doesn’t matter what the color is as long as it gets the user off.

“I know this isn’t nearly as good as what you have to offer,” Sookie says as she flips the switch on her vibrator, letting the hum of the plastic toy fill the silence for a second. “But it’s here and will do the job just fine. It’s managed to get me off plenty of times in the past, and I’m sure it will continue to do so if you’re ever unavailable and I feel the itch.”

Sookie slides the vibrator inside her vagina, causing her head to fall back in ecstasy and her hips to thrust up seeking more friction. Her left head works the vibrator in and out of her warm, wet hole while her right hand rubs circles against her clit. Sookie’s feet are planted on the bed and spread wide open so the camera can see everything she is doing. It does not take long before Sookie is screaming with her release; Eric’s name falling from her lips as her body trembles under the onslaught of her release. As her orgasm overwhelms her senses, Sookie pulls the vibrator out of her pussy so Eric can see the juices flowing out of her body as she continues to stimulate her clit and pinch her nipples. When the last of her tremors fade, Sookie’s legs drop her unceremoniously back on the bed, unable to support her weight any longer on the unsteady muscles.

Eric stares in a daze as he watches Sookie slowly come back to herself. Watching her was the cruelest torture by far. Many times his hand had made a move towards his cock, only for him to remember that he was still on orgasm lockdown. He’d crushed the wooden arms of his throne with his hands to keep himself from stroking to completion. But rest assured, this video will bring him pleasure many times in the future. He plans to watch it so much that he will have every nuance of Sookie’s face memorized. Now her face turns to the side and the camera zooms in to focus only on her head. She’s wearing the dopey grin of someone who has just had an orgasm; it’s a smile Eric wants to be wearing a week from now.

“That was fun. Almost what I needed,” Sookie purrs. “You’re what I need, Eric. I want you to know that,” she says sincerely. However her sincere expression gives way to another devilish look that Eric recognizes as her ‘I’m up to no good’ look. “I hope you’ve enjoyed all the camera work tonight. My good friend Eva was kind enough to film everything for me.” The camera zooms out to show the full length of Sookie’s naked body again. Then a second naked woman enters the camera’s view. Eric cannot see her front, but can tell that she has long black hair that leads down to a heart-shaped ass. The woman kneels on the bed beside Sookie and leans down to kiss her passionately. Eric damn near drops the camera seeing Sookie with another woman. He knows that she’s been with members of the opposite sex; they’ve even talked about bringing other women in from time to time to play with them in the future. Eric told Sookie that he doesn’t mind her being with another woman as long as he can watch.

“Technically, I’m not breaking your rule,” Sookie turns to the camera to speak once her lips are free. The other woman, Eva, smirks as her mouth moves down to kiss, lick, and suck on Sookie’s breasts. Sookie’s back arches and her hands move to grip the dark hair of the other woman. She smirks as she looks at the camera. “I’m letting you watch me with another woman . . . but not tonight. You’re gonna have to wait to see the second part of this tape. Have a good night dear. I know I will.”

With that, the camera screen goes black. Eric doesn’t know whether to chuckle, groan, or cry. Life with his fairy certainly isn’t going to be boring.

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11 Responses to Girls on Film

  1. saldred75 says:

    ha! loving this story

  2. lostinspace33 says:

    Naughty, naughty Sookie! I can’t wait for her to get her “just punishment”. **evil laugh**

  3. jjbuffy2 says:

    oohhh, this sookie is naughty!!! poor Eric having to wait another week. sookie’s gonna get a hard lesson from Eric later! ❤

  4. redjane12 says:

    Fairy Sookie is very very naughty…. As if Eric wasn’t wound up enough…

  5. shoegirl01 says:

    Poor Eric – tortured by his ‘sweet little fairy’!

  6. mom2goalies says:

    It’s gonna be a long hard week! Lol

  7. kleannhouse says:

    love the naughty Sookie, so sure of herself…. it will be a longgggg harddddd week that is for sure. KY

  8. ashmo2000 says:

    Sookie is a beast and I’m not sure Eric can handle her😈😍😈

  9. mindyb781 says:

    I like how they have got to know each other before a major physical relationship. I like how serious about the long term commitment they are. The build up is crazy, can’t wait.

  10. anem72 says:

    Pmsl, poor Eric! Sookie will be his true death soon!

  11. kleannhouse says:

    ummm the next button no worky KY

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