Title: Twice Lost
Author: Roman
Pairing: Eric/Godric
Rating: NC-17/M
Word Count: ... 8597 *cowers*
Spoilers: True Blood, up to 2x09.
Warnings: Dub-Con pushing into Non-Con (seriously. If this is a trigger, steer clear), frottage.
Summary: Long before sunrise, Eric had already had a glimpse of how it felt to lose one's maker.
Disclaimer: SS/TB belong to Charlaine Harris, Alan Ball and associates. No profit is being made from the writing of this fic.
A/N: This started out as a short fic for TB_Kink. I swear. I can't help being plotty and wordy, apparently. I will manage to write undiluted smut at some point. Please scroll halfway down for the bit that
justifies the rating was originally my only focus.
Preview: The intimacy of the touch was so clearly unexpected that Sookie would have screeched at his manners (Bill would no doubt have had the vapours), and the thought almost made Eric smile, because then... Sookie and Bill also thought that sucking shrapnel out of Eric's chest in the middle of an apocalypse was too intimate. They were a strange pair, those two.
Twice LostCross-posted just about everywhere relevant. I apologise for being a nuisance.