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Father,Brother,Son.. What More?	By : SeasonofSons Category: S through Z > True Blood Views: 3676 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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  “Godric…” Godric looked up from the young man he was feeding on. “Yes, Eric?” Eric smiled softly. “I would like to talk with you tonight…”
“We can talk… Finish eating.” He said. Eric nodded and dipped his head back down to the girl he was feeding on.
            It had been a few months since Godric had begun showing him pleasures of the flesh, but things had not progressed. Part of it was Eric’s own insecurity… He could not quite swallow the idea that he would need to submit to his maker in such a primitive way. The other part was Godric. The activities were great, and fun for both parties, but Eric felt a strange disconnect from Godric afterwards. He didn’t understand it, but knew something was missing.
He watched his maker rise and begin to wash before digging through the clothing of their victims. Godric pulled out a pair of pants and a brown tunic and tossed them toward Eric. “These should fit you…Yours are nearly falling apart. Change after you’ve cleaned your face.” He said softly. Eric rose, doing as his maker commanded, facing him and opening his arms. Godric nodded in approval. “They look good on you…. Now… You wished to talk?” Eric nodded. “I…” He sighed and grabbed a chair from the table, turning it and sitting in it so he could rest his arms on the back. He put his chin on his forearms. “I’d like to have sex with you.”
“Why do you sound so unsure?” Godric pulled up a chair to face Eric. “Because… I have a hard time thinking that I will become so submissive to you… It is something I have never had to do in the past as a human. I feel that… If I am to allow this… I need to know…”
“Know what?” Godric pressed patiently. Eric chewed his lip, thinking of the words. “I love you, Godric.” He said softly, raising his eyes to meet his maker’s gaze. Godric smiled. “I know you do, Childe.”
“It’s obvious. It is not like I hide it… But, you do not love me.”
“I do.”
“But not in the way that I love you.” Eric said, his teeth gritting desperately. Godric sighed. “Love is a very human emotion, Eric… We are not human. You feel love because you long for a tie to your humanity. I do not long for that tie.”
“Not everything is about my human life!” Eric snapped, rising and tossing the chair in frustration. “Does it occur to you that, as a vampire, I may want to experience love? I did not love as a human, not a sexual partner! Sex was sex. I did not want to love a sexual partner… I found it ridiculous and mundane. I want to love you and I want to be loved back! If you cannot do that, then you may as well release me, because I will never be happy in your embrace knowing this.” Eric felt tears threatening to spill and turned, angry at himself, but more so at his young maker. “I am going back to the caves.” He said before throwing open the door hard enough to crack the frame. “Eric!” Godric called, but his young progeny had already darted out into the night.

            Eric paced at the front of the cave for the rest of the night, waiting for Godric. He wanted to apologize to him, feeling terrible for his outburst. When the first rays of sun began to peek over the horizon and Godric still had not returned, Eric had no choice but to go inside. He sat on the fur they slept on, too scared of where his maker was to sleep.
            “Fool..” Eric whispered to himself as the sun hit its peak outside the cave. He could feel blood dripping from his nose and ears, and taste it in the back of his throat. Bloody tears ran from his eyes. “Fool…” He whispered again, fisting his hands at his temples. Godric left him alone, as he instructed… Why was he such an idiot? He’d only been turned for seven months, he could not manage to live on his own. Eric curled up with the fur and cried until he could no longer stay awake.
            Eric rolled over when night fell, feeling for his maker. Remembering the night previous, he deflated. “Godric…” He whispered. He felt tears burn his eyes again, but shook them away. “You’ve left me… You’ve left me and it is my fault… I deserve to perish.” He whispered to the empty cave. He rose and wiped his face, stepping outside into the night. He walked at a human’s pace to the village, knowing he needed food, and half hoping to find his maker.

            Godric leaned against a tree near the caves, watching his young progeny stalk toward the village. He had barely slept a wink, feeling Eric’s pain had been nearly unbearable. He had deeply hurt his Childe, he could now see that. Godric followed quietly after him, watching from a distance in the shadows. Eric had asked for release. A serious matter, one that Godric would never take lightly, or do out of anger. But, if Eric still wished for release after tonight’s hunt, so be it.
            Godric continued to ponder Eric’s words as he followed him through the dark village. He did not want love as a human.. Strange, but not unheard of. But wanting love as a vampire… Godric had to admit that he did not know many vampires to give a comparison, but it was a strange concept to him. Perhaps, however… The unfamiliar ache in his belly when Eric had stormed from the house last night had him concerned. It was more than a maker’s worry, more than feeling Eric’s pain. It was his own pain, at being without Eric. He’d gone to ground in a separate cave, a few miles from their makeshift home, and the ache had only increased when he realized he would not have Eric to hold him through the day. Could that be the love Eric spoke of? Such a human feeling… Could a vampire truly experience it?

            Eric glamored a young girl and drank without much vigor, healing her and sending her on her way without killing her. He did not wish to kill tonight. He did not wish to do anything. He wandered around in boredom, searching for Godric, before heading back toward the cave. Perhaps he should consider a move… So many memories of he and Godric.
            Eric entered the cave and hissed, his fangs dropping, when he sensed he was not alone. Godric stepped from the shadows, his hands crossed behind him. “My Childe…” He whispered.
            Eric stood still, only moving to wipe his face. He’d begun crying on the walk back to the cave. Godric stepped up to him and took his face in his hands. Eric pulled away, looking at the ground. He’d had so many ideas on how he would apologize to his maker, but now that they were face to face, he was furious. Godric had left him alone, left him to worry and fear abandonment. It was all he could do not to turn and flee. But Eric was a Viking, even as a vampire, and fleeing was never an option.
            Godric sighed sadly. “My sweet, brave Childe… You are angry with me.” Eric snorted. “Of course I am angry with you! I nearly met the sun waiting for you last night! You left me alone! You promised you would never leave me alone!” Eric began to cry again and pushed past Godric, knocking him back a few feet. Godric’s eyebrows raised, surprised at his progeny’s lack of respect. Even during a fight it was strange for a Childe to disrespect his or her maker. “Eric.” The Viking refused to turn, only knelt and began straightening the furs. “As your maker, I command you to look at me.” Eric whipped around, his fangs bared. He hissed, furious. Godric lost his temper at his progeny’s insolence.
            He leapt, hand around Eric’s throat, and brought him to the ground instantly. “I suggest you put those away before I rip them from your head!” He snarled, his own fangs glinting dangerously. Eric snarled and shoved Godric back, slamming him against the cave wall. “Leave me alone!” He snapped. Godric went for him again, knocking him down and making him slide through the warm embers of the fire. Eric hissed in pain, rolling off the burning coals. Godric picked him up easily, despite his small stature, and threw him. Eric landed hard on the cave wall and collapsed. He raised himself to his elbows and knees before Godric was on him once more. He flipped him and held his throat. “I will always be stronger than you, Eric. Do not make me kill you.” Godric snarled. Eric could feel his maker’s fingers tightening around his throat. Eric looked up at him, meeting his gaze. He retracted his fangs. “Kill me. I would rather that than this pain.”
            Godric retracted his fangs. “I feel your pain, my Childe…” He whispered. He sighed and got off of Eric, sitting down on the fur. “I do not know what love feels like.. But I believe I am getting the idea. Last night, I slept alone… And it hurt. So badly. I longed for your touch. A smile from you… Eric, come and lie with me.”
“No. Release me.”
“I cannot. I will not.”
“Why not?!” Eric snapped. “You made me hunt alone! I did fine! You obviously are incapable of feeling any sort of emotion towards me and I simply cannot be with someone I love… But will not love me back. You want a friend, and a sexual partner, that is it… And I am not the one for you.”
Godric felt tears rise in his eyes at Eric’s words. They stung in a way he had never felt. He looked at Eric, tears overflowing and running down his pale face. “I apologize, Eric.” He whispered. “I apologize for not being honest with you.. For promising you the world when I cannot deliver it. I do love you, Eric, and I am so filled with regret that I do not know how to show it, and I did not know what it felt like until too late to tell you that I feel it as well.” He looked up at Eric, his own expression tormented. “Eric… My sweet, brave, beautiful Viking… I renounce the ties of our blood…”
“No.” Eric began to panic, realizing what Godric was saying. “And my dominion over you as,” Eric dropped to his knees in front of Godric. “No!” Still Godric continued. “As my progeny. As your maker, I…”
“No!” Eric snarled, grabbing Godric’s head and pulling him into a rough kiss. “No. No…” He whispered against Godric’s mouth, crying. He held onto Godric tightly, afraid to release his grip, scared Godric would finish his sentence.
            Eric pulled away after what felt like an eternity. “Please don’t release me…” He whispered. “I take it back. I take it all back.” He hung his head, crying. Godric lifted his chin, smiling weakly. “Do you wish release still? At all?”
“No.” Eric whispered. “Please, do not release me. Do not leave me alone…” Godric pulled Eric into a hug. “I will not. My Childe.” He stroked Eric’s hair back gently.
Eric pulled back after a while. He looked at Godric and offered a sad smile. “I am a terrible progeny.”
“No, Eric… You are strong and stubborn. Not terrible.”
“I will stop being so stubborn. I will submit to you, my maker.”
He pulled off his tunic and rose, undoing his pants. “Completely.” He added after a moment. When he’d stripped himself nude, he laid down on the fur next to Godric. The older vampire smiled softly. “Do you truly want this?”
“Yes.” Eric reached out and took Godric’s hand. “I love you, Godric.”
“And I you, Eric… Though the feeling is strange.” Eric nodded.
Godric smiled and rose. He made a fire easily and grabbed the fur, pulling it with Eric on it closer to the fire. He smiled softly at his progeny before stripping his clothing off and laying over him, grabbing the other fur and throwing it over them. Eric wrapped his arms around Godric’s shoulders, lifting himself for a kiss. Godric savored his taste a moment before pulling away and slipping two fingers into Eric’s mouth. The young vampire sucked eagerly, earning a moan from his maker. He let them slip from his grasp and Godric slipped his hand down, wetting Eric’s entrance before pressing the two in.
Eric gasped. Part of him hated being a vampire… He would constantly have to be prepared as a virgin. Godric smiled. “In time, you will get used to this feeling.” He assured Eric. The blonde smiled. “Until then… Distract me.” He pulled Godric down for a kiss. Godric laughed, boyish and happy, against Eric’s mouth. He worked his hand between his legs, nibbling his lips to keep him distracted from the pain as he pressed in a third finger. Eric winced against his mouth and buried fingers in Godric’s shaggy black hair, his other hand gripping his maker’s lower back.
Godric pulled back when Eric was as ready as he would ever be. He smiled down at his progeny and kissed his mouth before spitting in his hand and wetting his shaft. “Relax, it won’t hurt as much.”
“I’m a vampire, what’s a little bit of pain?” Godric laughed. “I guess your humanity is rubbing off on me.” Eric snorted. “Your lack of a humanity is rubbing off on me.” Godric smiled softly. “About time.” He whispered before slipping inside Eric. The younger vampire yelped, arching against Godric’s small frame. He gripped his hips tightly, screwing his eyes shut. “Oh…” He breathed when Godric stilled inside him. “My, my… You do look beautiful like this.” Godric whispered, barely above a breath, as he looked down at his young offspring. “I’m not a woman.”
“I’m well aware. Shut up and take a compliment.” Godric pulled out and pushed back in, tossing his own head back with a hearty moan.
Eric’s legs found their way around Godric’s hips, his own back arching on each inward thrust. “Godric!” He cried helplessly, his head thrown back. Godric took advantage of the vulnerability of his progeny and struck, opening a vein in Eric’s neck. He drank deeply, and Eric shouted his name again, his short nails digging bloody scratches down Godric’s back that healed almost instantly. Godric pulled back and gasped a breath of air, grinning with a red stained mouth at his newfound lover. Eric’s fangs dropped and he hissed, his eyes filled with lust. Godric nodded, tilting his head for easier access as he pounded into Eric. The young vampire grabbed Godric’s neck, biting into a dark vein and drinking hungrily. Godric moaned against Eric’s shoulder, gripping his hips and beginning to thrust with more vigor. He reached between them and grasped Eric’s cock, stroking in time to his thrusts. Eric gave a contented cry, arching his back as his orgasm hit him. Godric groaned his name and stilled inside his young progeny, releasing deep inside him.
They rested, still connected, for what could have been hours, until Godric finally shifted and looked at Eric. Eric smiled softly. “Godric…” He began, and Godric placed a finger over his lips. “I know, Eric. You need not say it to feel it. I can feel it as well.” He pressed a kiss to his mouth to replace his finger and rolled off of Eric with a groan. He grabbed his tunic and wiped them both clean. Eric rolled to his side, resting his head on his hand. “You’ll teach me everything you know.”
“I will.” Godric replied simply. “How much more do you know about this?” Godric only laughed. “Perhaps it is you that will teach me as well.” Eric smiled softly. “I would be glad to.” He pressed a kiss to Godric’s mouth and pulled him into an embrace before allowing sleep to take him.
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