Warning: SMUT. Nothing weird, just smut.

Pam woke up in Eric's bed with his arm wrapped lightly over her waist, by the time she turned her head to face him, he was also waking up from the day, not a hair out of place, besides a small cluster of blonde strands falling down to rest on his eyebrow.

"Good evening." She greeted him whilst assessing her pain levels.
"Good evening. How are you feeling?" He asked her, his eyes lingering down over her body.
"Better." She answered truthfully, she wasn't in anywhere near as much pain as the night before, thanks to the blood of a thousand year old vampire.

Eric was grateful that she had healed sufficiently, he didn't care to admit to himself just how worried he was, the loss of his child wasn't anything he ever wanted to comprehend.

"So what's the plan?" Pam asked, looking to him for answers.
"There isn't one." He replied, Pam raised an eyebrow at the irritated tone in his voice. He looked at her for a second before elaborating, "I'm not to carry out an investigation, I'm to sit by and watch as they do it."
"The AVL?" Pam asked and Eric answered with a nod of his head. He wasn't pleased, he didn't like being given control of an area and then told to go home and wait whilst others took care of it, it was his place, not theirs.
"Don't worry about it." She spoke, sensing his discomfort. "They just want to cover their asses." Her words didn't help distract him from his thoughts, "So what are we going to do?"

"I don't know. Watch television?" He suggested.
"Please." She replied, dismissing the idea with a disgusted tone. Her eyes lingered on his body, which was slightly soiled from the aftermath of the explosion. She looked down at herself, she was a mess. "Shower."

Eric smiled, "Yes, that's a good idea." He confirmed as he took her hand, helping Pam stand off the bed and into the bathroom. She would be lying if she said she didn't feel self conscience, not because she was naked, Eric had seen her naked hundreds of times, it was years ago but it wasn't as if she had aged. Everything was the same except for her wounds, which humiliated her.

As Eric ran the shower, he sensed her humiliation but he wasn't sure of how to approach it. "I'm joining you." He told her as he himself stripped himself of his clothing. Pam didn't object.

Pam stepped into the large shower, the whole roof of it was covered in hundreds of tiny holes that seeped water, stimulating rain fall. The warm water felt like heaven on her skin, small drops falling at just the right speed as not to sting. Eric followed her in, sweeping his blonde strands to the back of his head as the water beads dripped off his nose and fell down across his lips. He didn't hide the fact that his eyes were glued to her body, they trailed from her luscious thighs, up to her more than adequate breasts until they landed on her lips, then finally her eyes, causing a devilish smirk to cross his lips as his arousal became apparent.

Pam also couldn't ignore her own desires, not only was she standing in a shower with probably the most attractive vampire she had never met in her two centuries, but she also had his blood freshly infecting her own. It screamed for his body to be closer, to have him. Eric noticed this too, because he stepped forward toward her, closing the space in between them until their bodies were touching. She could feel his hardness pushing into her but he made no move to take her. Instead he reached for the sponge and soap and started gently cleaning her body, removing all signs of her injuries bare the wounds themselves. Pam closed her eyes at the rare gentle touch as Eric turned her around so her back was facing him. Her eyes snapped open as she felt his soft lips upon he shoulders, Eric placed slow kisses all the way up her neck to the top of her spine, sending shivers through Pam and igniting a stirring need deep within her.

Pam turned around to face him, her hands desperately pulling his mouth to hers, she pressed her lips on his, parting them with her tongue as he kissed her back with equal hunger. Eric couldn't remember the last time they had kissed like that, and he couldn't for the life of him remember why they had ever stopped. Her hands quickly sat on his chest before she lowered them down towards his groin but he grabbed her wrists and held them still, breaking the spell that they were both under.

"What?" She asked him, opening her eyes and pulling away from his kiss. She wondered why he had stopped them, especially when she could see that he clearly was wanting the same release as she was.

"You're hurt." Eric replied, it had taken all of his self control to stop what they were starting, he wanted to take her, just like he had done many times before. It had been so long that the craving was almost too great. But it was impractical, she was still healing.

"Then be gentle with me." Pam smirked, teasing him with her eyes. Eric's grip on her wrists eventually loosened as he pondered what she had said. He wasn't used to being gentle, especially not when it came to sex, that was perhaps when he had been most rough of all.

Still, she was making it hard to resists the proposition, her lips had found their way back to his, he stood completely still, closing his eyes as Pam stood on her tippy toes to take his lower lip between hers, nibbling at him, beckoning him. She knew, out of all, just how to please him, resisting her was futile.

So he gave up trying, gave in to his want and need as he turned off the shower and lifted her out and back to the bed. He laid her upon it in the middle, both of their bodies still dripping wet, drenching the sheets below them. He crawled over her naked body until he was positioned on top of her, taking her right nipple into his mouth and swirling his tongue slowly around it. His hands caressed her hip and moved down to her thighs, he hung his mouth over hers when he ever so lightly brushed his finger across her wet clit. A gasp escaped her mouth, Eric swallowed it with his kiss as he dipped his index finger inside of her. That feeling alone was enough for Eric to loose all control, but he willed himself to take his time, to be 'gentle.' He pulled away from her mouth to watch her body react to his carefully timed massages, it was a beautiful sight, her eyes were closed as her hip rocked into his hand, desperate for a taste of ecstasy. Pam liked to be teased and Eric knew it, he couldn't please her in the normal ways that he would, her body couldn't handle it, but he could tease her.

Just as she was on the brink of orgasm, when the first wave started rolling through her, her muscles started contracting and Eric swiftly removed his fingers from her, he couldn't resist smiling at her torment but he didn't give her time to object before he positioned himself on top of her again, kissing her with passion that he hadn't felt in years. She could feel his hardness pressing into her, every now and then it would rub over her clit and send a jolt through her whole body. Pam was almost crazy with want, she returned his kiss just as deeply, her fingers were digging into his back leaving a wake of crimson half moons. When she finally wrapped her legs around Eric's waist, he couldn't tease her any longer, he couldn't tease himself any longer.

He finally lowered himself into her moist opening, against his bodies wishes, he did so slowly, only entering an inch at a time, something he couldn't remember doing. Normally by this stage he would be thrusting roughly into her with an animalistic passion. He was pleased to see that she found pleasure in this method, as did he. Eventually his member was fully submersed inside of her, she was tightly welcoming him home as he displayed his self control.

Pam's fangs extracted at the feel of him filling her up so completely, she instinctively pulled his mouth to her and kissed him, her fangs forming cuts on both of their mouths, spilling their blood combined through the kiss. The taste of them together almost sent Eric over the edge as he formed a slow rhythm, rocking his hips into hers, his pelvis rubbing her clit and he buried himself deeply inside of her.

It didn't take long before he felt Pam's muscles begin to spasm, as she started her ride to oblivion. "Bite me." He whispered, almost like a desperate growl into her ear. Eric couldn't feed from her, no matter how much he wanted to, but that wasn't going to stop him from wanting her to feed from him.

Her fangs sunk into his neck as Pam complied with both of their wishes, the sting from the bite was enough to bring Eric's pleasure to the point of conclusion. His orgasm proceeded to start, sending vibrations through Pam, he kept his slow pace, but he deepened each thrust until he thought it impossible to get any closer to her. Pam bit down harder, edging his ecstasy on, the moan that escaped his mouth sending her over the edge too. She ripped her mouth away from his neck and laid her head back on the pillow just in time to make eye contact with him, to stare at him as they both had their sweet release.

Their stiff bodies eventually relaxed, Eric didn't want to lay his weight upon her but he didn't want to part with her either, so he chose to roll them both over until she was on top of him, resting her head upon his chest as their bodies stayed connected.

He looked down at her to see a smile on her lips, he felt relief that he hadn't hurt her and allowed himself to completely relax and enjoy the aftermath.