Rooftop Confessions

Blood, Lust & Relationship Revelations

A/N: I apologise in advance if I slack more in the timing department. I was called into work which had me crashing out before posting this chapter had even crossed my mind. Admittedly, I've had it written for a good few days now.

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Yummy: Prepare yourself; I have a delicious treat for you in this chapter involving a certain Viking, his maker, and a whole lot of tongue.
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If Sookie had known it was going to feel this good she probably would have caved to submitting to Bill like this a lot earlier. She may not be the type of woman who actively sought out sex, but she could appreciate why people were so eager to catch the attention of a vampire if the sensations she was feeling were the result.

She highly doubted being with any human man would measure up.

It was when she considered the fact that her and Bill weren't exactly on good terms, but rather they seemed to be at odds at the moment, that she doubted that while he said he loved her he wouldn't take as much care as Godric seemingly was.

She had barely felt his fangs slice into the skin of her neck, and what she had felt she could hardly complain about when it felt as pleasurable as it did.

Shouldn't it have hurt a little, considering he was literally cutting into her skin?

The fact that Godric had been hesitant about accepting her offer; going as far as to repeatedly ask if this was what she wanted, only reaffirmed the fact she was doing the right thing. Godric needed to fed, a necessity he had been lacking in if Eric's concern had been anything to go by. If offering her throat was a way to help keep Godric living, to encourage thoughts of continuing to walk the urge for another few years, than she would do so gladly.

She did not regret her decision.

"Oh my," breathing heavily she couldn't resist closing her eyes, concentrating on every soft pull of her throat as Godric fed slowly, carefully.

She was thankful for his consideration.

It wasn't that she had entertained any ideas that he would hurt her, being extremely confident that he would never intentionally cause her pain. Her nervousness, however, was an instinctual human reaction she hadn't been able to help even with the trust she held in Godric. Eric, she may not hold enough faith in to offer either her blood or throat, but then again it wasn't as if he had any hesitation when it came to taking random strangers to his bed.

Was she jealous?

She scoffed, hardly.

Shaking the question from her mind she concentrated back on the light but consistent pulls from her neck. The steadily increasing slickness between her thighs was obvious, an impossibility to ignore when she pulsed between her legs. The pleasure she had expected, that Godric had warned her of, was definitely there. What she hadn't prepared herself for was the strange sensation of peace she felt, of an intimacy that had nothing to do with their physical position.

It was nice that she was the person providing such a powerful yet mentally fragile vampire like Godric with the life force that was her blood.

She liked it.

Unable to do anything other than lean closer and enjoy the moment, Sookie felt soft hair between her fingers as she ran them though the short chestnut hair of her vampire. It was softer than she had expected, yet the steady rumbling from Godric's throat informed her that her touch was in no way unwelcome.