It's being written. Right. Now.

I can't promise when it'll be posted, as my internet access is undependable to say the least, and stupid me, I lost my flash drive. I'm writing it and saving it on a friends' computer, a little at a time and will post it as soon as I can. I promise.

I just didn't want you to think I'd fallen from the fandom after Godric's...um...death (still very hard to say.)

That being said, I promise you I won't kill him off until the last part, if then.

Anyway, I am so so sorry for the wait and I promise it won't be much longer. A month, maybe, at the most.

It's gonna be long, and there will be Pr0n. I hope that, in some small way, that makes up for it a little.

I love you guys for reading and liking it and again I'm real sorry...

~Edobean

Forsaken, A Godric/Eric Fanmix:

1.       Dead Memories- Slipknot

Sitting in the dark

I can’t forget

Even now

I realize the time I’ll never get

2.       Away From the Sun- 3 Doors Down

I missed life
I missed the colours of the world
Can anyone go where I am
'Cause now again I've found myself
So far down, away from the sun
That shines into the darkest place
I'm so far down, away from the sun again
Away from the sun again

3.       What If?- Creed

I've seen the wicked fruit of your vine
Destroy the man who lacks a strong mind
Human pride sings a vengeful song

4.       Lunacy Fringe-The Used

Now I'm up from below
Such a brilliant star you are
And will your love keep burning baby
Burn a hole right through my eyes
All these short times feel like no time
I thought you ought to know

5.       Vermillion Pt.2- Slipknot

She is everything to me,
The unrequited dream,
The song that no one sings,
The unattainable.
She's a myth that I have to believe in,
All I need to make it real is one more reason.

6.       Forsaken- Dream Theater

Forsaken
I have come for you tonight
Awaken
Look into my eyes and take my hand
Give yourself up to me
I waited painfully
For night to fall again
Trying to silence the fear within me
Out of an ivory mist
I felt a stinging kiss
And saw a crimson stain on her lips

I have to know your name
Where have I seen your face before?
My dear one don't you be afraid

7.       Love is not enough- Nine Inch Nails

The more that we take
The paler we get
I can’t remember what it is
We try to forget
The tile on the floor
So cold it could sting
In your eyes is a place
Worth remembering
For you to go and take this
And smash it apart
I’ve gone all this fucking way
To wind up back at…back at the start

8.       Love me dead- Ludo

She moves through moonbeams slowly
She knows just how to hold me
And when her edges soften
Her body is my coffin
I know she drains me slowly
She wears me down to bones in bed
Must be the sign on my head
That says, oh...
Love me dead!
Love me dead!

9.       One Headlight- The Wallflowers

I seen the sun comin' up at the funeral at dawn
The long broken arm of human law
Now it always seemed such a waste
She always had a pretty face
So I wondered how she hung around this place

10.   How to Save a Life- The Fray

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Let him know that you know best
Cause after all you do know best

Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
And pray to God he hears you
And pray to God he hears you

So there's the fanmix. You can find a playlist with all of the tracks on it HERE and stream the songs if you like.
Enjoy!

Fandom:True Blood.
Pairing:Goderic
Rating:PG-ish
Summary:Eric finds comfort in the last moments.
Notes: Spoilers for "I will rise up". Angst and fluff.


Eric tore into the stairwell. He didn't last long after sunrise. The bleeds would start any minute, but at the rate he was crying it probably wouldn't matter.
He told himself to grow up, to wipe his tears away and sleep. Still, the tears came, and his body wracked with silent screams as he fell to his hands and knees "Godric, Godric....why...why?" He sobbed as he crawled towards the doorway.
'As your maker, I command you.'
The voice wrecked his thoughts, not allowing him to come closer to the door. He clutched his head in his hands and screamed again, still silent, trying to empty himself of it all.
'I am stronger than this.' He thought 'I can fight this. I am strong. He made me that way. I can stand. I can walk away. I can live because it is the life he gave me, and he doesn't see fit for today to be my end. I can take his command and stand myself up on it, let it be the only thing that keeps me alive until I find another reason...I can carry out his final command...'
He choked on a sob and curled into a ball against the wall, closing his eyes, not bothering to wipe the tears away. He clenched his fists as he wrapped his arms around his chest, and heard a crinkling noise. Sitting up with a start, he unclenched his hands and found in his left a neatly folded peice of hotel stationary.
He stared at it only a moment, before opening it frantically, his hands shaking as he tried to read. Momentarilly, the words became clear:

My Dearest Eric,
I love you above all things. Please believe that my choice is for the best. I have never been so happy as in my time with you, so don't think you had any part in my decision. Two thousand years is a long time to live, and we are only meant to take in so much for every lifetime. I have grown weary of this world, and tired of this life in the shadows. Though it means my death, I will see the sun again.
I know that in our time together, you have rejected religion, but I have not. I never forced any beliefs upon you, but know now that if there is a God, I will answer to him for every sin I have commited except for one.
Making you.
Being with you.
Loving you.
You are the one sin I will never repent for. If that means I am to spend an eternity in hell, so be it. But I don't think God, should he exist, is so hateful that he would damn me eternally because of my love for you.
Please, do not lose your faith in me because of what I have done. Have faith that we will see one another again. If there is a God, I will wait a thousand years more for you, and we will face him together. You know that in the past, I have always done what is best for you. I have been your family, your teacher, your lover, and I regret not a second of our time together, except for the times that I taught you to be selfish, to do whatever it takes to survive. Take this to heart- I believed that for so long, but the course our lives have taken leads to a dead end. Please do not follow the same path as I. Please realize that there is more to our existance than survival alone, before it is too late.
I never want to see you as I have become. I made you because of your beautiful strength, and because of it, you shall perservere. I love you. I love you so much, though neither you or I have ever said so. I love you, and it is with that love that I write these words:
As your maker, I release you.
You now have a choice to do as you please. You may step outside and meet the sun as well if you like. But if your love for me is as strong as mine for you, you will not. You will understand that I have your best interests at heart. Please, do not forget me. And forgive me for leaving you like this. Because this isn't goodbye. In all of our time together, has it ever really been? I have every faith that we will see one another again some day.
I love you. I wish we could have been together one last time, but there was no time. You are the one thing that ever made my life worth living. Please keep me in your heart, and continue to live, if only for me.
Until we meet again, my love.
Godric.

Eric cried even harder, leaning against the wall. After a moment of letting what he had just been told sink in, he stood and walked to the doorway. He stuck his hand out into the sunlight and grimaced as it blistered, then retracted it. He could hear them outside.
"You will take care of him? Eric."
"I don't know, you know how he is."
"I suppose I can take the blame for that as well."
Eric grinned as tears streamed down his cheeks.
"Maybe not. Eric is pretty much himself."
A moment of silence.
"Are you afraid?"
"No. I am full of joy."
"But the pain..."
"I want to burn."
"I am afraid for you" Sookie said, tears in her voice.
They continued to speak, but the words blended together in Eric's mind, only becoming clear when Sookie said "Goodbye, Godric." And he smiled to himself.
No, never goodbye.
He stuck his head out of the doorway and grinned as the left side of his face blistered, and his maker went up in flames.
"I love you." He whispered. "Always."

Fandom:True Blood
Pairing(s):Godric/Jason/Eric, Eric/Jason, Eric/Godric, and Godric/Jason respectively
Rating:NC-17/R overall
Summary:Back in Bon Temps, Eric and Jason have a conversation about where their relationship is going.
Notes:AU before the ending of Time Bomb.

"Who bit you?" Sookie whispered to Jason.
They were on a plane back home now, Eric and Bill in their respective coffins.
"What?"
"Who bit you? You have two sets of fang marks on your neck..."
Jason flushed and looked down at his hands "Uh..."
"You can tell me. Meet a nice vampire girl in Dallas?" She grinned "At the party?"
"Uh...not exactly?"
"Do I know her?"
"Uh...you know them..."
"It was a guy?"
"Yeah..."Jason sighed. "It was a guy. Two guys, actually..."
"What?" She said sharply, almost yelling.
"Shhh! Sookie, just...yeah. You know them."
"Did Bill-"
"NO! God, no. It was..." he sighed "It was Eric and Godric."
"ERIC!?!"
"Sook!"
"Sorry, but seriously, Eric?"
"It didn't mean anything..."
"Well that doesn't surprise me. So what happened?"
"Look, I'd just as soon not talk about it, you know? It was really weird and random, how it happened, but I liked it. I got no idea what that means for me or for me and Eric or me and Godric for that matter, I'm just really confused and I just need to think about this for a while."
"That's just fine, Jason. I'm just worried about you getting involved with Eric." She said, grimacing as she said his name.
"It ain't like that. Believe me."
"Well, okay..." She said cautiously "Just watch yourself."
"Yeah," Jason replied.
They didn't speak again for the rest of the flight.
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Jason practically sprinted from the plane and out into the landing, briskly walking out towards the meadow beyond it.
"Jason!" Sookie called to him from the steps of the plane. He turned around to face her.
"Yeah?"
"Me and Bill could give you a ride, if you want."
"Na, the house ain't that far from here." 
"Five miles is a long walk." She said
"I'll be fine."
He turned and walked out into the feild, heading for the path that lead through the woods, across a bridge, and to his house, all before Bill and Eric even got out of their coffins.
The lights from the landing faded as Jason made his way into the woods, keeping to the dirt path. He hadn't been walking long, maybe ten minutes, when he heard a noise, like leaves crunching. He stopped a moment, but continued on his way, shrugging it off as an animal, or maybe his imagination. A few moments later, the sound came again, followed by a sigh the volume of a scream. He shoved his hands in his pockets, a nervous habit, and turned to face the sound. "Somebody there?" He said trying to sound casual.
A female form stepped from behind a tree about twenty feet away. She seemed normal, but at second glance, he noticed the figure more resembled a bull than a woman.
"What the fuck?" he mumbled, backing away.
It was muttering something, the voice female but the words she was saying definitely weren't in english. She took a step towards him, then another, and held out a large, claw-like hand towards him.
"Uh..." He took another step back "I don't..." He swivelled and broke into a run, trying to lose her and simeltaneously stick to the path, which was harder than it seemed, when something reached out from behind a tree and grabbed his collar, pulling him back.
"NO!!!" He screamed, tearing at his collar and kicking at the dirt path with all of his might.
"Shut up! Be quiet, you idiot, or she'll see us."
Immediately, upon recognizing the voice, Jason relaxed, willing his breathing to relax as well. They waited a moment, but the creature never appeared. Jason turned to face his savior and laughed nervously. "Thanks." 
Eric merely shrugged "Your sister wanted me to follow you home, be sure you made it there alright."
"What the hell was that thing anyway?"
"The same thing that attacked her, I'd wager."
"Some bull-lady thing attacked my sister, and nobody bothered to fill me it?"
"What good would that have done?" Eric asked, raising an eyebrow at him. After a moment, he continued "We're in the clear now, we should continue."
"Yeah" Jason said "Guess so."
They walked the path in a companionable silence for a few minutes before Jason turned to him and spoke "So, uh...we never really talked about what happened back in Dallas, between us and Godric."
"I'm aware."
"Well, shouldn't we?"
"What is there to talk about?"
"I dunno, I guess how your maker fucked me, and you jerked me off, and both of you bit me and I liked it and wouldn't mind doing it again, same as before or with just with one of you? How about that?"
"How did you know he was my maker?" Eric asked
"I ain't as stupid as everyone says I am." Jason said indignantly. "So how about it?"
"How about what?"
"Was that a one time thing?"
"I doubt it." Eric said offhandedly. "Godric desires you. When he comes to visit, he'll probably pursue you again."
"What about you?"
"You make me hungry."
"What?"
"Before...drinking from people was almost tedious. If people weren't enjoying it too much, they were absoloutely bored. I haven't had anyone put up a struggle in a long time. It was clear that you wanted it, but you still fought it. You gave in on the surface, but not completely. It's been a while since I have been with a human that complex."
"I ain't complex." Jason laughed.
"Well, no. You aren't, in most ways. You are simple minded--"
"Hey."
"Don't act offended. You joined the Fellowship, after all. But everytime I see you I want to drink from you again, to cause that turmoil. If given oppertunity, I would."
"Well, I...we...we're alone right now."
"Location, location, location. Not the proper time or place."
"Well, my house?"
"The sunrise is in a few hours."
"Oh...well..."
They continued their walk in relative silence, crossing the bridge and finally reaching Jason's house.
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"You sure you don't wanna come in for a while?"Jason asked as he unlocked his door.
"I really shouldn't."Eric replied. "I'll lose track of time."
"Okay..." Jason said, stepping into his house. He stood there a moment, and then turned back to Eric "You're still here."
"Your sister didn't really ask me to follow you."
"oh."
Jason pushed his screen door open and stepped out, towards him. "Then...you..."
He crashed his lips into Eric's, rough and desperate, fisting a hand in his hair and pulling him towards the door. "Come in" He murmurred when they reached the door way and they stumbled through it, somehow making it the few steps to his couch, and he collapsed onto it, pulling Eric on top of him, pulling at his jacket and then his shirt beneath it, lips never leaving his.
When Eric pulled away from him, his fangs were bared. He cradled the back of Jason's head in one hand and lifted him up, fangs brushing across his neck.
"Wait..."Jason murmurred, but it was too late. Eric's fangs sunk into him smoothly, into his marks from before, and Jason arched into it, crying out.
"Fuck....Eric...." He panted, "So good...ah!" He cried out again when Eric's toungue found his neck "Fuck..." He breathed again.
"That can be arranged, quite easily." Eric growled against his neck, and then his hands left Jason's neck, instead tearing at his jeans, tugging them below his waist, and lifting up a moment to unbutton his own and let them drop around his knees, moving his hands to grip Jason's hips, roughly, and pulling himself towards him.
He pushed inside of him without preparing him first, which was painful, but only for a moment, as his last encounter had only taken place a few hours ago. He felt Eric smile against his neck as he hissed, signaling his pain. As he slid back out, Jason was amazed at how good it felt, especially when he slammed back into him. He cried out as Eric simeltaneously sank his fangs back into him.
He couldn't think. He could barely breathe. It felt so good.......so very good that it was the only coherent thought in his head. He found himself mumbling it like a mantra. "so...good...so good....fuck....feels so...."
He felt and heard Eric grunting into his neck, almost animalistically, and one of his hands sild to wrap around Jason's weeping member, stroking as he had before, stopping to squeeze the base and flick his thumb over the head. His mouth left Jason's neck and came crashing down on his again as he opened his eyes, pupils dialated, hunger clear and obvious in his features.
His toungue swirled around Jason's a few times before he remembered to return the gesture. His blood was dripping down the sides of his face, more than likely gathering lower to stain the couch his brain murmurred idly before his dick told it to shut the hell up.
"Eric..." Jason mumbled against the vampires lips, closing his eyes and wrapping his arms around his neck.
Eric slammed into him especially hard, suddenly setting a faster pace.
Jason...." He growled in reply, and Jason lost it then and there. He felt the sticky liquid settle in between their chests and he felt truly relaxed for a moment, shattered when Eric thrust into him even harder and faster, burying himself to the hilt, bruising Jason's hips with his grip, becoming frantic and rough as he neared release.
"Ah..."Jason moaned, not realizing sex could still be this good after release "Oh, god...."
Eric shuddered on top of him, almost soundlessly, and he knew it was all over. Eric straightened himself almost immediately, fixed his pants, and grabbed his shirt and jacket.
Jason sighed, sprawled out on his couch, jeans still bunched around his thighs. Slowly, he sat up and pulled up his jeans, looking Eric in the eye "That wasn't so bad, was it?"
"I..." Eric trailed off as he shrugged on his jacket "I could do that again. A lot more actually. You're..." He stopped as he looked Jason in the eye, trying to find the right words. "You're very interesting to be with. When Godric comes to visit, if not before, I'd like to do this again."
"Same here." Jason said, stretching. "Well, I should probably go to sleep. And so should you. It's almost dawn."
"I told you I'd lose track of time." Eric shook his head. "I will see you again soon, I guess."
"Yeah."
Eric nodded and then turned to leave.
Jason caught his sleeve, turned him around and kissed him again, just once more, simple and chaste.
"What was that for?" Eric asked, amused.
Jason shrugged "Well, go on. You'll burn to a crisp before you get home."
Eric smirked "Very well." and he was gone.
Jason closed the door behind him and sighed again. He stumbled back over to the couch and collapsed, drifting off.
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IN THE NEXT INSTALLMENT: Godric pays a visit, everyone finds out about Jason, and his feelings are growing beyond lust. But for which vampire?
See ya soon ^_^

Fandom:True Blood
Pairing:Godric/Jason/Eric
Rating:R/NC17
Summary:Godric invites Jason to a private room for a discussion before he heads back to Bon Temps, intrruiged by his courage, interested in him something terrible. Eric is there, and he knows what his maker wants from the human. Even if it means upsetting Sookie, and possibly Bill, his maker's desire is more important.
Notes:AU slightly, straying from the ending of 'time bomb' after Larissa leaves. Three way between three dudes. There's blood involved. Don't like, don't read. Also, this is my first three way!fic, so tell me what you think ^_^

Jason swayed slightly, approaching Sookie as Bill and Larissa left through the side door.
"Wow...you ain't scared a nothin' are ya sis?"
She rolled her eyes at him. "You're drunk."
"An' you're crazy, tellin a vamp off like that." Trying to avoid an argument, he sped along, babbling now "I mean, don't get me wrong, if you wanna be with Bill, that's your call, and anybody who stands in the way a that has gotta be stupid. But it really ain't that good of an idea to call someone a bitch when she can rip your throat off, ya know?"
Sookie shrugged "Godric was there to stop her."
"But he won't always be. And Bill can't overpower her, right?"
"There's always Eric or Pam or--"
"Okay, okay I get the picture, though this is  usually the part where you go 'I can take care of myself, thank you very much' and stomp off somewhere."
"Actually, I really thought I might die for a second. Godric is pretty amazing. He's got more restraint than Bill, even." She said, glancing over to where the sherrif had reclaimed his seat, surveying the party from the corner. Jason followed her gaze, and was surprised when the vampire's eyes locked with his.
"Yeah..."he said, unable to look away. "Godric is sure somethin' else..."
"Truly." Sookie and Jason spun around, face to face with Eric, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "Godric wishes to have a word with you, Jason Stackhouse. Privately, if you don't mind."
"Uh..." Jason laughed nervously, a little intimidated by the vampire before him, the man who knew he used to drop V, the man who threatened him without saying a word, the lingering promise that he ever did again, he would die at his hands. "Well, sure."
"Follow me." And without another word, Eric swivelled, walking quickly to a back room, down a short corridor. Jason followed closely.
"What is this about? Is it about me taking V? Because I already told you-"
"Don't be dense, Stackhouse. He's not the sherrif of Bon Temps, I am. If you were to answer to anyone, it would be me. He has no jurisdiction anywhere but here, unfortunately." He opened a door and ushered Jason inside "I'll be back in a moment, with Godric. Don't touch anything."
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Eric approached Godric's chair, eyeing the other vampires with disdain, causing their quick departure. "Jason Stackhouse would like a word with you. I took him to your room. He said he wanted to speak...privately." He let the implications of the word hang in the air a moment, waiting for Godric's reply.
"If you are suggesting that I should feed from him-"
"I'm not." Eric brushed off the allegation "But I know you desire him. Not his blood necessarily, but him. And he's been staring at you all night. I don't think you'd even have to glamour him."
He felt the change in Godric's mood immediately, he felt the want rise, as well as the sugary sweet, uncharacteristic hope, and for  a moment he felt ill, but covered it with a smile. "So how about it?"
"Was he really?"
"You should know. You were staring at him too."
Godric inhaled deeply, then turned to Eric "Will you be joining us?"
"Is it your wish?"
Godric gave him a shadow of a smile and whispered "Yes."
"Then yes. Shall we go now?"
"Yes. Wait, no...the temptation to feed would be too strong, Eric."
"I thought you weren't hungry...?"
They looked at each ther knowingly for a moment, fear flickering across Godric's face, another uncharacteristic emotion. "I don't want to feed anymore. There are...alternatives."
"What if he wants you to? What if he begs for it? Would you deny him what he wanted? Would you neglect to feed to fufill your own ideals, and leave him unsatisfied?"
"If he wanted me too, things would be different."
"He does, Godric, I can tell. You desire him, and he desires you. Get what you want, what you need, and give that in return. I will be with you, I will do all in my power to stop you if you even think you might lose control."
"Why are you being so accomidating?" Godric asked suspiciously.
"It's my job to give you what you want, isn't it? Tell me what you want, and I'll give it to you."
Godric sat quietly for a moment, staring at his hands in his lap. Finally, he looked up at Eric and stood. Quietly, almost nervously, he said "I want Jason Stackhouse. Take me to him."
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Why did everything in this room have to be so interesting?
The bed, the shelves, the walls, the floor the television the adjoining bathroom...
Why did that damn vampire tell him not to touch anything? He probably wouldn't be tempted if Eric hadn't said that.
Instinctively, he wanted to sit on his hands, but that would require sitting on the bed, or a chair, and therefore touching it. And he didn't want to get killed for something that stupid...
He jumped, startled when the door opened, and Godric walked in timidly, followed by Eric, who closed and locked the door, causing his paranoia to kick in.
"I-I didn't touch anything, like you said!" He stammered.
"Good job." Eric replied, amused.
"So...uh, what did you want?"He turned to Godric nervously.
Godric turned his eyes to Eric before answering. I was under the impression that you wanted to see me..." He trailed off as he and Jason both turned their attention to Eric, who looked surprisingly blank,
"You desire him, Jason Stackhouse. Don't pretend otherwise."
"Wh- What the hell are you talking about? I ain't into guys."
"Godric isn't just some guy." Eric said slowly, carefully. "You've been staring at him this whole time. And you were all too eager to come back here with me. To see him. To speak with him. Don't deny it."
"I..." Jason trailed off, thinking of Amy, of Sarah...fuck, Sarah, who'd been so warm, so caring, so understanding.
Until she shot him in the nads with a paintball gun, anyway. Still he liked women. He fucked women. Never a man and certainly never a...
"I don't do vampires....no offense. You are perfectly nice guys and all, but this whole scene just ain't for me."
"Vampire or not, male or not, you are attracted to him. I am very good at recognizing human emotions."
"Eric." Godric said sternly "He doesn't have to...I am very disappointed that you would lie to me, to trick me like this for your own amusement." He turned to Jason. "I am sorry. You may go."
"I didn' tdo this for amusement. I did it for you. You want him, so I am giving him to you." Eric offered in his defense.
"Eric...are you jealous of him?" Godric said quietly, and again, his and Jason's attention fell on the blond vampire.
"I.." For once Eric couldn't find the words.
"Like I said." Godric turned back to Jason "You are free to leave. I'm sorry for Eric's behavior." He gestured toward the door.
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Jason's heart pounded in his chest, he was hyperventilating and sweating, though neither vampire seemed to take note, Eric quietly wallowing in his embarassment, Godric looking dejectedly at his bed.
Jason Stackhouse was reaching an uncomfortable epiphany.
Male or not, vampire or not, he was attracted to Godric. Never before in his life had he felt like this, towards anyone. His want was slowly ripping him apart from the inside out, he was so turned on by this man that he couldn't stand it.
Eric, that fucking scary, devious vampire, was right.
And truth be told, Eric was kinda hot too...
But the attraction, the want, even, wasn't important. Did he really want to do this, to change his whole perception of himself, the whole course of his life with one encounter?
He looked at Eric who was staring at the floor, and Godric who was still staring at the bed.
Eric, he could pass up. Eric had made this all about him with trickery and wordplay, and Jason had a feeling that this wasn't the first time he'd done it. Eric was attractive, yes, but Jason really didn't want to get tangled up in the webs he weaved.
His attention turned once again to Godric, and the want intensified. feeling like it was going to burst from his chest. He was so small and quiet and so strong at the same time. So fragile in build, but, by race alone, he was easily the strongest of everyone in the house. Yet something like this, this insignificant human, fighting the urge to want him left him staring at the bed, rejection written across his features, giving him the appearance of a mopey teenager.
He couldn't bare that look.
His want was real, genuine and hopeful, much like Jason's. And it had been exploited. Probably not on purpose, Jason guessed Eric did have Godric's best intentions at heart, and had planned for things to go much more smoothly than they had.
But still, he wanted civillity, contentment, something to replace that god awful look on Godric's face. He'd do anything to fix it. To make it go away. Even...
"Godric..." he said shakily, and his whole body trembled as he walked over to where Godric stood, looked him in the eye, and leaned forward.
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Holy mother of god, what was he doing?
Godric felt the lips on his, and knew if his heart still beat, it would be hammering from his chest.
Never had his desire felt so intense, so instant, so human-like, at least, it hadn't in the two mellenia he'd been living as a vampire. But he closed his eyes and fell into the kiss, already aching for more. To touch, to lick, to bite(though he sternly subdued that one) every inch of that delectable, tan, warm, human skin, and before he knew it, they were on the bed, Jason was on top of him, both of their shirts gone. Jason was gripping his shoulders for dear life, grinding against him at an achingly slow pace, eyes still closed, whimpering slightly.
Where was Eric?
The answer revealed a moment later when he stepped out of the bathroom, set a vial of some clear liquid on the bedside table, and smiled at him.
Godric reached for him, called his name, and Eric answered, stepping out of his shoes and carefully climbing up alongside him. He nudged Jason to sit upright an reached for Eric again, grabbing his face in his hands and kissing him too, toungue gently probing, teeth nipping at his lips while Jason still bucked against him softly, slower now. He felt Eric sigh into the kiss and didn't dare to grin, because he knew Eric would only sigh for him, do anyrhing for him, like bring him this human, this dangerously attractive, brave soul, who...
seemed to have stopped moving against him altogether.
"oh, shit." a quiet whisper came from his lap, and Godric broked the kiss, turning to face Jason, who was a sight to behold.
He'd unbuttoned his jeans, pulled out his cock, and had started to stroked himself, his eyes glazed with lust, which only intensified when he met Godric's gaze. 
Godric pounced, pinning Jason to the bed, kissing him again, trailing his hand down Jason's stomach to wrap possesively around his cock.
"Oh,god!" Jason cried, bucking helplessly into his hand.
"...ric." said a voice beside his ear, and Godric turned. Eric was on his hands and knees, on top of him, lips and toungue pressed to his neck.
"Fuck..."Jason whimpered beneath them "Oh fuck....ah!"
"Jason..." Godric whispered "May I take you?"
"Fuck me...." Jason ordered "Please...fuck me, take me, make love to me, whatever ya wanna call it, just do it."
"Eric." Godric commanded "The vial."
A moment later, it was in his outstretched hand. "Thank you." He said politely, coating his fingers. "Jason, I'll need you to get rid of the rest of your clothes." 
Jason eagerly obliged.
"Are you sure of what you're agreeing to?" Godric asked Jason, as Eric continued  to kiss and nip at his neck absently. "When I prepare you, it will hurt."
"...don't care." Jason panted.
"You may tomorrow." Eric murmurred, but Godric elbowed him.
"Alright, well, I'm going to start to prepare you now. It's imperative that you relax and not...clench. The sooner you are ready, the sooner we can move on to the more...pleasurable part of the experience."
Jason nodded silently, closing his eyes and Godric knealt between his legs, slipping on finger inside of him.
Jason jolted, his eyes opening wide. "What the fuck?"
"Relax." Godric said gently and Jason did. After a moment, Godric added another finger, then another moment passed and he removed them. "You should be ready now. He said "Eric....the oil again."
But this time, Eric applied it to his own hands, reached around and began stroking Godric with one hand, tracing his tattoos with the other.
Godric sighed contentedly, riding Eric's hand a moment before commanding him to stop. "This is your last chance to turn back." He said to Jason who of course, nodded for Godric to continue. He lined himself up, grabbed Jasons hips, and slowly eased his way inside of him.
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"Ahhhhhhhh fuck...." Jason grunted between gritted teeth, as he was slid into "Godric....fuck...." He panted.
"I know." Godric said soothingly "Tell me when you are ready for me to move."
Jason stared down at Eric's hands, moving slowly, teasingly over Godric's body. Their eyes met, and Jason shuddered. "Now." He said quietly, and Godric moved back, sliding forward again slowly, then again, at a slightly faster pace. Jason's eyes were still locked with Eric's and he moaned, tipping his head back, which Eric responded to by bearing his fangs.
"Fuck..."Jason whispered, turning his eyes back to Godric,who looked to be in complete ecstacy.
"Godric...." He moaned, rising up to meet one of his thrusts, which resulted in feeling terribly, awesomely good. "Godric...Ah."
"Jason..." Godric moaned in response "So warm....so....beautiful...." Godric leaned back against Eric, removing a hand from Jason's waist to catch his jaw and bring their lips together again. His toungue roamed the expanse of his mouth freely, and Eric opened his eyes to meet Jason's again. One of his hands, icy cold and rough, slipped around Jason's member and pumped, and Jason bucked.
They were all together, all three of them doing this together, to each other, moving as one, and for a moment, it was unclear where one of them ended and another began.
"Eric..." he whispered, almost scared that the hand would dissappear if he validated what was happening by saying his name. But it didn't. It increased in pace, in fact, and tightened. Jason cried out, unable to quiet himself. This was incredible, fucking incredible. He was being fucked by two vampires, two guys no less, and it wasn't forced, it was fucking hot, and he was enjoying every second.
Granted, his thoughts strayed a moment, towards women. What did this mean? For him, at the moment, it meant, if it were Godric or even Eric, he wouldn't mind being fucked, but he still liked women, still wanted them.
Eric squeezed his length and he came back to reality fast. Godric was over him again staring into his eyes. "Do you want one of us to bite you?" He asked quitely, politely.
His eyes shot over to Eric, who bared his fangs again in challenge.
"Yes." He whispered in reply.
"Which one?"
"Both of ya...." Jason panted, rushing the words out. Eric was already leaning over him, mouth inches from his neck, but Godric looked deeply into his eyes still. "Are you certain?"
Jason nodded, and slowly, Godric leaned over. His eyes met Eric's and they both leaned in at the same time, biting down on opposite sides of his neck.
"OH FUCk!" Jason yelled arching helplessly off of the bed.
Godric took his mouth away "Does it hurt?"
"N-n-no." Jason stammerred staring at Godric's blood covered mouth. "Felt good." he said as Eric ran his tounge over his skin "ah!"
Godric nodded and leaned back in, and began thrusting into him again as he sucked, Eric's hand starting to stroke him again.
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Godric came first, tearing his mouth away from Jason's neck and crying out as he came inside of him. Immediately, he turned his attention to Eric, gently prying his mouth away from Jason's neck and bringing it to meet his own again. He unbuttoned Eric's jeans and slipped a hand inside, stroking him. Eric seemed almost non responsive. But his unnecessary breaths quickened and he sighed vocally every few seconds, something only someone who was really paying attention would notice. His hand hadn't left Jason's length, and Jason sobbed willing Eric to tighten his hand again, which he did.
"Fuck yeah..." Jason gritted out, thrusting greedily into Eric's hand. So close...so close....
And then Eric came, shuddering, a small moan escaping his blood-stained lips as his eyes flickered over to Jason's and it was all over. Eric and Godric collapsed on top of him, panting, and it slowly drifted into his mind how gross this was, not the threesome with two male vampires, but what they must be laying in a puddle of. Jason began to feel a bit uncomfortable, with to icy cold vampires on top of him, and a puddle of blood, sweat, and come staining the silk sheets beneath.
"I think I need a shower..." he said sheepishly.
"There is one in the bathroom." Godric said, rolling off of him. As he started to get up and walk to it, he winced in pain, then turned around to face them. "So....what does this mean? For the three of us?"
"As for Eric, that is between the two of you." Godric said offhandedly. "But as for me, like I said, you are welcome within my district, whenever you see fit." He grinned sheepishly again and wiped the rest of Jason's blood off of his mouth with the back of his hand. "But I think the time has come for you, Eric, Bill, and Sookie to return to Bon Temps. For now anyway."
Jason nodded and went into the bathroom. When he came out, Godric and Eric were dressed, and Eric was holding Godric's face in his hands. "I....love you Godric." He said quietly, leaning in to kiss him.
"I you, Eric. But you should leave now if you want to get back before dawn. Dallas is not safe after what has happened with the Fellowship. Not for the girl at any rate, or Jason for that matter." he turned his eyes to Jason, and then back to Eric. "You do all you can to protect them. Don't let any harm befall them."
"I won't." Eric said solemnly. "I will see you again?"
"Soon. I will visit." He turned to Jason. "You must go home now. I am sorry if I've hurt you in any way." He said, indicating the bite marks.
"Oh, these? Nah, I'm fine." Jason shrugged "That was great..." He added a little more seriously "If you ever visit Bon Temps, maybe we could do this again?"
Godric smiled a small smile and nodded.
"We should collect your sister and Bill." Eric said, opening the door "We must go."
"Right." Jason nodded, stepping out in front of him, then turning back to Godric. "It was, uh...nice meeting you." He said lamely.
"Pleasure's all mine." Godric replied.

     Tardy- A drabble
Fandom:Fulmetal Alchemist, which I don't own.
Rating: T for language
Summary:Ed realizes how he feels about Roy...to some degree.
Pairing:(onesided?)royed
Notes: There may be more to this. Tell me if you'd like a continuation and I'll try not to disappoint.


Ed checked his pocketwatch for the third time, and breathed out an involuntary sigh of  relief. He'd just make it on time if he kept his pace. Not that he really gave a damn about being late where it concerned the colonel, he'd make any excuse to see his face as little as possible. No, it was Hawkeye Ed was in a hurry to please, only because when she gave him her usual lecture about being prompt after the last time, she'd had her hand over her holster in a very threatening way, and he did not particularly care to get a gunshot wound. 

He'd just rounded the corner, within sight of headquarters, when he heard a familiar voice behind him, calling. "Hey, Fullmetal." A black, military issue car pulled up alongside him. The front windows were up but he saw Havoc grin at him from the drivers seat, and point to the back. Dreading this, already knowing who it was, Ed turned and met eyes with Roy Mustang.

It was then, that two things happened.
First, the usual and expected response. His fists clenched, he grit his teeth, and thoughts like 'total fucking bastard' and 'lazy ass hypocrite' flitted through his mind, all without making real eye contact.

But then he did.
He looked right into Mustang's eyes, and then it happened.
His breath caught in his chest.
His mind stopped working.
He...could...feel...himself....blushing.
And his heart was racing.

"Well, are you going to get in, or aren't you? I took an early lunch today. No sense in walking if we're not even there yet. Besides, you're already late."

Ed's heart stilled with the thought of his tardiness. "Hawkeye's going to fucking kill me..."

Roy actually laughed, and Ed could feel the blush deepening. His throat was dry, but he swallowed. He averted his eyes to the ground for a second, but he'd rather look a little embarrassed than humble, so he looked back up. "I doubt that. Get in already, you're making us both late."

"N-" Ed was horrified at the concept of sitting with this man. For one, he fucking hated the stuck up prick, and another, he was having some weird reaction to said prick, which, if studied on for too long, would definitely be noticed. He clenched his fists even tighter reminding himself that he hated this man. "No fucking way am I getting in there with you, Mustang."

"You really hate me that much, huh?" Mustang's tone was supposed to be mocking, but there was something just beneath the surface of it that sounded vulnerable. Maybe that was intentional, maybe not. Either way, it wasn't helping.
He opened the car door and leaned out a little, just inches from Ed "You'd rather walk then get into this comfy, leather upholstered military issue vehicle? It's a long walk from here..." Roy raised an eyebrow at him "Do you really want to face the consequences?"

My god...Ed thought he's...he's hot. I am actually looking at Roy fucking Mustang, and finding him attractive. This is so weird...

"Ed?" Ed snapped out of his reverie at the sound of Roy's voice saying his name. "Something wrong?"

Ed shook his head, sighed, and muttered "All right, Mustang, scoot over."

Roy grinned and Ed's heart started pounding again, though his brain was throbbing from restricting his impulse to punch Mustang's insanely perfect teeth in.

He climbed in and propped himself up against the door once he closed it, keeping as much distance from himself and that man as possible.

"You look as though your going to bolt for the building as soon as the car stops." Mustang noted. 

"I am. If I am even one second late Hawkeye will shoot me."

"We're in the same boat, kid..." Roy said, leaning back and sighing "And you don't see me all tense. But maybe thats not it? Maybe you need a massage.."

"You lay a finger on me and I'll transmute you into a fucking paperwieght."

 

Roy laughed and Ed grit his teeth "No...god, no. But there's this great spa, assuming you'll be in town, I could make you an appointment? It'll help with your posture, hell, I've heard some people get taller after massages."

"I'm going to ignore that, if only because the prospect of me going to a spa is so rediculous. I don't fucking have time to aleviate stress, Mustang. I have a very important mission to carry out, if you haven't forgotten."

"Of course not." Roy said quietly as they pulled up alongside the building "Well, here we are."

"ThanksfortherideHavoc!" Ed muttered as he pried the door open and sprinted for the building.

Roy and Havoc looked at one another warily. "Surely, he can't be that worried?" Mustang said.

"Maybe he just doesn't like you..." Havoc shrugged, twisting his cigarrette around in his mouth thoughtfully. "Or maybe....nah. That's just out of the question."

"What?"

"Nothing." Havoc shrugged "You'd better get in there before Hawkeye kills you."

They exchanged a worried glance before Roy laughed nervously "Yeah, right...."

Ed was standing in the doorway with Hawkeye right behind him. "You're late." Ed said, pure joy on his face.

"Sorry, Havoc was talking about something, and--" He stopped short as Riza took her gun from the holster and aimed it at him "Leiutenant, what--"

"Sir, you and Fullmetal get to your office. I want him prepped for his next mission and back out of here in twenty minutes, or there will be shots fired."

"ME?" Ed asked increduously "What did I-" He stopped as Riza turned her aim on him.

"Now." She ordered evenly.

Ed gulped "Yes, ma'am." and sprinted for the door, Mustang on his heels. He didn't think back on their awkward encounter until he and Al were on the train the next day, when he reached into his pocket to check the time and found a card.

"The hell?" He mumbled, and Al looked over his shoulder at it.

"Seems to be a business card for a spa."

"I know, but how the hell did it...AGH!" He buried is face in his hands.

"What's wrong?" Al asked.

Ed screamed into his hands a moment longer and then tossed the card to the other side of their compartment. "it's nothing. I don't know how it got in there without me knowing. Mustang's a fucking magician."

"The colonel gave you that card?"

"Must have." Ed shrugged, crossing his arms and glaring at the card across the floor. "It's not important. Just a stupid prank."

He waited until Al wasn't looking, then jumped up swiped the card from the floor, and scrutenized both sides carefully. His eyes went wide and he blushed, shoving the card back into his pocket.

Mustang's home phone number was written on the other side.

Tags: ed, fullmetal alchemist, havoc, onesided royed, riza, roy, royed, tardy, yaoi
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There is a fanhistory profile of me...
I don't know if I should be honored or what...
I feel kinda cool right now.

I bought four yaoi comics this weekend...
1.Sighing kiss-typical highschool love triangle story...but also pretty cute.
2.Where has love gone?-Business men+blackmail+gay sex= Love?
3.Romantic Illusion-My favorite, a comedy about a guy with three personalities.
4.Awaken Forest-A collection of eerie short stories. I found 'loose bonds' particularly creepy...
I'd go into more depth but I'm not sure if I could explain the awesomeness.

Answerr....c'mon!

Let me start off by saying I really like the opening and closing sequences, though the opening doesn't make much sense to me right now. And I'm glad Paku and Rie have stuck through with the second installment. Though it was earlier reported that it was going to be a more manga-based version, but, of course, I can't tell the resemblance yet. The characters haven't changed much, to my relief, and despite my initial dislike of him, I've grown to like Roy's new VA. It's still the first episode, so it might take a while to gain the momentum it needs to be judged properly. I...liked the colors, they reminded me nothing of the original anime, but a little bit of the movie. All I can say is, I did enjoy the first episode and I hope it doesn't dissappoint me. On the other hand, I was really attatched to the series originally; it got me through a lot of bouts of insomnia, and I started altering my schedule so I could watch it on Adult Swim. I anticipate new episodes.