My Own Mistakes 4/4

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Title: My Own Mistakes, Part 4 of 4
Fandom: True Blood
Characters: Sookie Stackhouse/Eric Northman, Bill Compton Alcide Herveaux ; implied Alcide/Sookie, Bill/Sookie, mentions of Russell Edgington
Rating: NC-17
Words: 2,830
Summary: Eric finally gets his moment alone with Sookie.
A/N: Spoilers through all of Season 4 and Season 5. Things are still slightly off-canon, but it’ll get back there by the end ;) Thank you for reading this :D
Previous Parts: One | Two | Three

What was she doing? Fucking Alcide wasn’t what she had been wanting, or expecting. That didn’t make it any less hot though. Fuck the things that man was doing with his mouth… Sookie moaned into the kiss and forgot herself, her worries, and anything else that wasn’t the strength in Alcide’s body beneath her.

“Fuck… I’ve wanted you for so long.” His voice was deliciously low and husky.

Sookie looked into his eyes and felt a tug of guilt. He truly wanted her and she knew that he was a good person. She shouldn’t be using him the way she was. She was only in this to forget about—certain people—she should know better than that.

She patted his shoulder and pulled away from his further kisses. At his confused look, she spoke.

“I’m sorry, I just…we should stop.” Sookie replied and tried to get out of his hold. They were on the stairs, near the top.

“Are you kidding me?” Alcide groaned, but slowly released his hold on your body. Sookie realized she was being a horrible tease, leading him on this way. “Why? What’s wrong?”

Alcide’s face was an intense mixture of desire and potent lust that Sookie was crazy to ignore. Part of her was asking why was she insane enough to be walking away from this, and the other part knew that it was wrong, so very wrong to lead him on when he wasn’t really who she wanted, when nothing would really happen between the two of them. Her heart wasn’t in it.

“I just, I can’t. I’m sorry Alcide, so sorry.” She gave him the most sincerest look she could and even took a step back, onto the second to top-most stair.

He ran a shaking hand through his hair, but she could see it wasn’t calming him. His disappointment and frustration was palpable and she tried to quell the guilt rising inside of her.

Alcide suddenly moved his arm forward, causing Sookie to startle. It otherwise would have been fine, to take a step back from what had spooked her. Only this time she was on the stairs, and teetering on the edge.

“Oh God Sookie!” Alcide’s eyes had grown wide, but his shout had come too late. Sookie was already falling backwards to the wall of the landing, and then spiraling downwards. She closed her eyes and braced herself for the impact of the wall, a scream caught itself somewhere between her throat and her mouth, and she waited for the pain.

But it never came.

Sookie breathed heavily as she felt a strong pair of arms holding her arms and supporting her. She slowly opened her eyes and could still see Alcide at the top of the stairs, staring at her in horrified shock of what had—almost—just happened. Slowly, Sookie turned her head and saw a face she hadn’t seen for quite some time. A face that belonged to the man she had wanted more than anything for over a week. A face that belonged to the man who had been ignoring her and making her feel like shit because of. A man who had just saved her life and was looking at her as if the entire universe had just faded away and she was the only thing holding him in orbit.

Eric.

“Sookie, I—”

“Shut up, dog.” Eric growled and looked up for only the briefest of moments to flash Alcide a very angry glare. Somehow, he managed to soften his gaze as he returned it to Sookie. “Are you okay?”

Swallowing hard, Sookie nodded.

“T-t-thank you.”

Eric slowly eased his hold on her arms and lowered them. He made sure she was standing steadily on her own before completely removing his hold on her. Not once did his eyes ever leave hers. It was unnerving.

“What are you doing here? Besides saving me, I mean.” Sookie asked as she wrapped her arms around herself. She could almost see the switch flip inside of Eric’s mind as the concerned demeanor on his face completely disappeared into a smirk.

“You mean other than watching you and the dog start upstairs, only for you to have a change of heart for some whimsical reason?”

“You were watching me?!” Sookie asked, aghast.

“Heard most of it.” Eric shrugged it off and then glanced to the door in annoyance, almost. It took Sookie a moment longer, but she, too, followed his gaze. She then gasped again.

“Bill!” Sookie’s soft cry of surprise caused the vampire to look up from the front door. He didn’t smile in greeting, but his eyes grew softer.

“Sookie.” He nodded once in a polite gesture of greeting.

“What are you both doing here?” She asked again, looking between the two of them.

“Perhaps we should have this conversation on more even ground?” Alcide suggested and swallowed stiffly. He still appeared visibly shaken. Sookie couldn’t blame him.

Sookie nodded in agreement and started down the stairs. She straightened her clothes and tried to fix her hair as best she could before she reached the landing. There was no telling how many times Gran had told her to look her best when she had company over.

Sookie made sure to take a minute to rest a reassuring hand on Alcide’s arm before continuing across the hallway to the kitchen. She walked around to the table and sat down and waited for Eric, or Bill, to explain themselves.

“To put it briefly,” Bill started, “we need you to come with us Sookie, and you as well Alcide.”

“Why?”

Bill gave Alcide an annoyed look but answered anyway. “We need to speak to Alcide’s employee, and we need you, Sookie, to try and un-glamour him. Russell is back and he’s after us, and you.”

Sookie stayed quiet for a moment before she raised an eyebrow. “Even if I tried, I don’t think I could un-glamour someone.”

“It worked with Tara,” Bill countered gently.

Sookie looked to Eric to see what he thought about this, but found his face annoyingly blank. She felt a feeling of discomfort settling in her stomach. It was like he wasn’t ignoring her; he just didn’t seem to have that connection with her anymore. For some reason, that hurt more than the idea of him ignoring her did.

Her face must have betrayed some of her thoughts because Bill’s voice returned her to the present.

“What is it, Sookie?”

“She probably just needs a moment,” Eric said. “She did just almost fall down the stairs.” Eric stood. “Let’s give her a moment, all of us.”

He waited, clearly not taking a no for an answer from his counterparts. He turned and started to leave but something in Sookie needed to know what was going on.

“Eric, I’d like to talk to you for a minute.”

She saw the look of surprise and hurt on Bill’s face, but she ignored it. Alcide just shook his head and walked out. She guessed that he knew what was going on. Eric, however, continued to maintain his blank mask. It made her feel aggravated and relieved at the same time.

Eric stood in the kitchen and kept his eyes on her. He was waiting for her to speak, but Sookie waited until Bill and Alcide had walked off the porch. She swallowed hard and looked at him.

“I…missed you.”

“I saw.” He interrupted. “At what juncture of Alcide having his tongue with yours or your legs wrapped around his waist make you miss me?”

Sookie flushed but she pushed past her embarrassment. “That’s why I stopped. I couldn’t hurt him because he wanted it so much. I didn’t want it the way he did. I’m also partly drunk still. It’s not an excuse, but it’s the truth.”

Eric’s eyes flashed but Sookie couldn’t recognize the emotion in them.

“I asked for you…last week.” She lowered her eyes before she muttered, “guess you didn’t hear me.”

She felt some of her hair brushed back from her face and tucked behind her ear. Eric had moved across the room silently and was tilting her head towards his own. He stared into her eyes as if he were trying to read her mind and know all of her secrets. Sookie couldn’t help but lick her lips at his close proximity. She had missed him a lot more than even she had realized.

“I heard you.”

His quiet confession caused her to blink and watch him even more closely. When he didn’t elaborate, Sookie swallowed and pulled back. She wanted to stay close to her, but the truth of the matter—now that it had been revealed—made her want to get away from him.

“Oh.” She returned with an empty voice.

“It’s not like that,” Eric sighed with annoyance in his tone. “I couldn’t come to see you. I couldn’t see anyone who wasn’t with the Authority.”

Sookie swallowed and looked over, waiting for him to continue.

“They had us prisoner. I couldn’t just escape to come see a human who wanted to talk.” Eric gave her an incredulous look that made her feel completely ridiculous and stupid. She watched as he made his way to the kitchen table and sat like he owned the whole world.

“I see.” Sookie said, if only to say something. She didn’t really see at all.

“What was it you wanted to discuss?” Eric raised his eyebrow. “Now might as well be a good a time as any.”

Sookie could remember what it was exactly that she had wanted to tell him. How much she loved him, how much she had been thinking about everything, about wanting to become his and only his. That had all been some part of a romantic scenario laid out in her mind that she had clung to, even when the painful truth that he hadn’t wanted her was becoming more evident each and every night he hadn’t been there to hear it.

That romantic fantasy now seemed childish and stupid. Eric had only been romantic when he couldn’t remember who he was. His whole personality was different, and no matter how much he claimed otherwise, he had changed back to who he used to be. It was breaking Sookie’s heart.

“It’s not,” she swallowed past the tears that were starting to form, “it’s not important.” She started for the door with squared shoulders. “Let’s go find Russell.”

She hoped he hadn’t heard the catching of her voice on the last half of her sentence. Sookie didn’t dare look at him as she grabbed her coat from the closet.

“Sookie…” he called tenderly, the way he did when they had sat on Bill’s sofa and he had tried to get her to look at him.

She still refused to look over at him. She let out a pent-up breath as she heard the chair move and then he was there. Right behind her and his presence was overwhelming. It was as if he had reached through her and was squeezing her heart so tightly that she couldn’t breathe.

“Sookie,” he touched her shoulder lightly and slowly started to turn her body. “What was it you wanted to tell me?”

A tear slid down Sookie’s cheek as she looked up at him. She looked at his face, familiar from all the times she had thought of it and she reached up to touch his skin. He was still cool to the touch, and she just wanted to have him hold her and never let her go. He was perfect and beautiful, aggravating and exasperating, sensual and rough all mixed into one perplexing creature.

“I wanted to be yours.”

Her voice was soft, timid almost. Sookie licked her lip as the tear rolled past it. That seemed to be Eric’s undoing as he leaned down and kissed her hard on her mouth.

Moaning softly, Sookie let him pull her close as she tugged him against her body. She wanted to touch him everywhere, skin to skin, and never move from that position. She fisted the material of his shirt and tugged, deepening their kiss.

Eric reached under her body and scooped her up into his arms. A surprised sound tore its way out of Sookie’s mouth and Eric smiled a little.

“What about—?”

“It can wait.” Eric replied casually as if they were talking about going out for dinner, or going to a movie.

Sookie didn’t dare protest as she leaned closer and captured his lips again. It was like the first night they had made love. Carried through the house by him, held and kissed by him, and loved by him. That’s what he was doing now, wasn’t it?

A moment’s hesitation caused Sookie to push on his chest lightly.

“You do love me, don’t you?” She asked quietly and watched his face for any sign of a reaction.

Eric raised his eyebrow. “I told you I did that night.”

“I know, but tell me again.” There was desperation in her eyes. She needed to hear him say it.

“If it pleases you.” Eric shrugged and then kissed her passionately once again. He kissed her so thoroughly she was breathless and unable to think straight.

“I love you.”

Sookie smiled into the kiss and pressed herself closer. “Hurry, before Bill and Alcide come back.”

Eric nodded and quickly made his way upstairs with her still in his arms. There would be time later for making love, Sookie swore it to herself. Right now, she just needed him to be with her again. Kissing, touching, fucking her. She needed it like she needed air.

He didn’t throw her onto the bed, but instead set her down on her dresser. His fingers were unsurprisingly skillful at how fast he removed her pants and the lacey underwear she had been wearing. An appreciative growl came from his throat as his eyes darkened further.

“I’m very glad that Alcide did not see these.” Eric said huskily and pulled more of her clothes away. When he got to her bra, his eyes almost went black. “Very glad.”

Sookie smiled and pulled at his belt while he removed his shirt. She was just as desperate as he was.

When all their clothes were scattered in the room or on the floor, Eric pulled her to the edge of the dresser and kissed her roughly. Sookie slid her legs around his waist and held onto him for all she was worth. He entered her in one smooth motion, causing both of them to moan in satisfaction.

Sookie braced herself on the dresser with one hand while the other held Eric’s neck. She kissed him and moaned when his hips started to thrust sharply into her.

“Fuck, Eric!” She cried and tightened her legs around him.

Eric growled and increased his pace. He felt so good inside of her that Sookie wanted to cry. She arched her body into his and moaned. It seemed the louder she sounded, the more he liked it. She couldn’t spare a thought for Bill or Alcide’s feelings if they heard her. She was too far gone to care.

With his hips moving at an intense rate inside of her, Eric lowered his head to suck on her breasts. Sookie groaned loudly and clenched around his cock. Eric sucked a little harder in response, causing her to push his head further into her chest. His tongue was delicious as it teased her and Sookie had to swallow to try to get past the emotions she was feeling.

She cried out and opened her eyes as her orgasm approached and then hit her. It was like the world slowed to a standstill pause. Eric looked up from her chest and directly into her eyes as her world shattered into a thousand pieces and her hips bucked against his. Sookie came with intensity and she soon slammed her eyes closed as the spasms overtook her body.

Eric leaned forward into her neck and kissed the skin there as he thrust hard into her. Sookie clung to his body, still lost to the chaos of her own climax. Eric teased the skin of her neck but forced himself to pull back as he cried out his own release.

Spent, Sookie finally eased her death-like hold on him and sagged backwards onto the dresser. She gasped for breath and watched Eric’s face. This wasn’t like the other times they had had sex. This was something more animalistic, more vulgar than the previous times.

It was deliciously intoxicating.

Eric looked up after regaining some semblance of his control back. He looked her deeply into the eyes for a long moment before he kissed her softly.

“You are mine.” He said quietly, but very firmly. He kissed her lightly again. “You are mine.”

Sookie leaned into his body and hugged him. She closed her eyes at the feel of his arms wrapped around her and she nodded.

“I’m yours.”