Post by Major Dawn on Jun 14, 2010 2:01:02 GMT -8
Title: Eric Minisode AU
Prequel To: The Grand Maker
Author: Me
Fandom: True Blood.
Pairing: Eric/OC.
Summary: One-shot on if it was a different woman that came to audition. Someone familiar to Eric from Godric's past.
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Song: Take It Off by Kesha
Lyrics: www.directlyrics.com/kesha-take-it-off-lyrics.html
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Pam and Eric had to sit through so many BAD auditions that they were starting to contemplate staking themselves. But when the last girl came in, Pam didn't bother to look. She looked over at her maker, when she heard him whimper. He looked stunned and shocked, then followed his gaze to the girl...no, woman...standing at the pole. She was tall. And that was BESIDES the 5 1/2" black stilettos. Her hair was bright bright red at the root, that bled to black further down. Her hair hung down her back, to her hips, in braids and dreads. She laid a full length black coat over the back of a chair.
She wore a black strapless bandeau top, covering enough of her large C cup breasts. A black underbust corset with black brocade, a black leather mini-skirt, a black lace cravat style choker, and a necklace that he recalled, the last he saw his Maker before his greeting the sun, that Godric gave to her. Plump blood red lips pulled into a smirk.
"It has been to long, Eric," She chuckled.
Pam watched as her maker was up and out of his chair in the, quite literal, blink of an eye. Roma blinked when Eric was suddenly in front of her. Pam watched as Roma transferred the platinum, diamond and beaded rose necklace from her neck to Eric's, then pushed him back toward his seat. Roma blurred over to her human, a, who was taking up the DJ's place.
/There's a place downtown, Where the freaks all come around./ Roma closed her eyes with a smirk.
/It's a hole in the wall. It's a dirty free for all./ Roma gave Eric a pointed look, then looked around the club. As the thump of the music started, Roma walked halfway to the pole.
When the dark of the night comes around. She blurred the rest of the way to the pole, using her momentum to lift her up, hanging upside down the pole.
That's the time, That the animal comes alive. She kept her grip on the pole and let go with her arms. She kept Eric's gaze as she unzipped her skirt.
Looking for something wild. She unzipped either side of the skirt and took it off. She chuckled when the hear the snikt of two sets of fangs descending, tossing the skirt toward them.
And now we lookin' like pimps in my gold Trans-Am. She grabbed the pole and slid down it, then put her hands on the stage, 'dismounting' in a contortionist move that had Eric growling.
Got a water bottle full of whiskey in my handbag. Roma stood up straight, her hair swinging.
Got my drunk text on She hooked her thumb in the middle of her bandeau top.
I'll regret it in the mornin' Both Eric and Pam nodded. Roma smirked and lifted her thumb away from the middle of the top, earning a dual growling protest.
But tonight, I don't give a, I don't give a, I don't give a Eric seemed entranced by his maker's maker as he watched her. Something Pam noticed when Eric's head moving just the slightest caught her eye.
There's a place downtown, Where the freaks all come around. Roma chuckled deeply. Her bandeau top was now hanging from her fingertip before she sling-shot it at Eric, laughing when it landed on his head. Pam plucked the top off her dazed Maker's head and tucked it into his pocket.
Now Godric's maker now stood before them, dancing against the pole, in nothing but a choker, an underbust corset and a pair of stiletto heels.
It's a hole in the wall. It's a dirty free for all. Roma did a spin on the pole, closing her eyes as she enjoyed the dancing.
And they turn me on. She was still holding on to the pole, her back to Eric, so she hooked her leg around it and leaned back as far as she could.
When they Take It Off. Roma was glad that the corset was held together by well hidden snaps as she pulled one side open. Her back now to the pole.
When they Take It Off. She opened the other side and she could have sworn she heard Eric moan.
Everybody Take It Off. Roma pulled the corset away from her, her back pressed to the pole still.
It hung from a fingertip as Roma chose who to toss the corset to. She tossed it to Pam, letting it fall into the younger vampire's lap. The music faded out and Roma walked off the stage and up to her Childe's childe, Godric's ONLY childe, and straddled his lap. She grabbed the front of his shirt and looked the blonde viking in the eye.
"So," She purred, fangs descending with a snikt, "how did I do?"
Eric gulped loudly, then looked at his childe.
"Is it irony that I'm going to Mate my Maker's Maker?" He asked Pam.
Prequel To: The Grand Maker
Author: Me
Fandom: True Blood.
Pairing: Eric/OC.
Summary: One-shot on if it was a different woman that came to audition. Someone familiar to Eric from Godric's past.
................................................
Song: Take It Off by Kesha
Lyrics: www.directlyrics.com/kesha-take-it-off-lyrics.html
................................................
Pam and Eric had to sit through so many BAD auditions that they were starting to contemplate staking themselves. But when the last girl came in, Pam didn't bother to look. She looked over at her maker, when she heard him whimper. He looked stunned and shocked, then followed his gaze to the girl...no, woman...standing at the pole. She was tall. And that was BESIDES the 5 1/2" black stilettos. Her hair was bright bright red at the root, that bled to black further down. Her hair hung down her back, to her hips, in braids and dreads. She laid a full length black coat over the back of a chair.
She wore a black strapless bandeau top, covering enough of her large C cup breasts. A black underbust corset with black brocade, a black leather mini-skirt, a black lace cravat style choker, and a necklace that he recalled, the last he saw his Maker before his greeting the sun, that Godric gave to her. Plump blood red lips pulled into a smirk.
"It has been to long, Eric," She chuckled.
Pam watched as her maker was up and out of his chair in the, quite literal, blink of an eye. Roma blinked when Eric was suddenly in front of her. Pam watched as Roma transferred the platinum, diamond and beaded rose necklace from her neck to Eric's, then pushed him back toward his seat. Roma blurred over to her human, a, who was taking up the DJ's place.
/There's a place downtown, Where the freaks all come around./ Roma closed her eyes with a smirk.
/It's a hole in the wall. It's a dirty free for all./ Roma gave Eric a pointed look, then looked around the club. As the thump of the music started, Roma walked halfway to the pole.
When the dark of the night comes around. She blurred the rest of the way to the pole, using her momentum to lift her up, hanging upside down the pole.
That's the time, That the animal comes alive. She kept her grip on the pole and let go with her arms. She kept Eric's gaze as she unzipped her skirt.
Looking for something wild. She unzipped either side of the skirt and took it off. She chuckled when the hear the snikt of two sets of fangs descending, tossing the skirt toward them.
And now we lookin' like pimps in my gold Trans-Am. She grabbed the pole and slid down it, then put her hands on the stage, 'dismounting' in a contortionist move that had Eric growling.
Got a water bottle full of whiskey in my handbag. Roma stood up straight, her hair swinging.
Got my drunk text on She hooked her thumb in the middle of her bandeau top.
I'll regret it in the mornin' Both Eric and Pam nodded. Roma smirked and lifted her thumb away from the middle of the top, earning a dual growling protest.
But tonight, I don't give a, I don't give a, I don't give a Eric seemed entranced by his maker's maker as he watched her. Something Pam noticed when Eric's head moving just the slightest caught her eye.
There's a place downtown, Where the freaks all come around. Roma chuckled deeply. Her bandeau top was now hanging from her fingertip before she sling-shot it at Eric, laughing when it landed on his head. Pam plucked the top off her dazed Maker's head and tucked it into his pocket.
Now Godric's maker now stood before them, dancing against the pole, in nothing but a choker, an underbust corset and a pair of stiletto heels.
It's a hole in the wall. It's a dirty free for all. Roma did a spin on the pole, closing her eyes as she enjoyed the dancing.
And they turn me on. She was still holding on to the pole, her back to Eric, so she hooked her leg around it and leaned back as far as she could.
When they Take It Off. Roma was glad that the corset was held together by well hidden snaps as she pulled one side open. Her back now to the pole.
When they Take It Off. She opened the other side and she could have sworn she heard Eric moan.
Everybody Take It Off. Roma pulled the corset away from her, her back pressed to the pole still.
It hung from a fingertip as Roma chose who to toss the corset to. She tossed it to Pam, letting it fall into the younger vampire's lap. The music faded out and Roma walked off the stage and up to her Childe's childe, Godric's ONLY childe, and straddled his lap. She grabbed the front of his shirt and looked the blonde viking in the eye.
"So," She purred, fangs descending with a snikt, "how did I do?"
Eric gulped loudly, then looked at his childe.
"Is it irony that I'm going to Mate my Maker's Maker?" He asked Pam.
