Let's Get Lost (7/?)
Title: Let's Get Lost (7/?)
Author: crumpledquill
Fandom: True Blood
Rating: NC-17
Genre: AU
Pairing: Pam/Jessica, (Pam/Nan).
Spoilers: None as it's AU
Disclaimer: I disclaim all characters etc that aren't mine.
Summary: Pam finds a human Jessica in Fangtasia one night, which causes a whole new breed of emotion. Will Pam be able to handle it?
Pam held Jessica’s lifeless frame in her arms. It was over they had lost. Nan Flanagan had gotten her way, she’d drained her dry while Pam was forced to watch. It had been the Magister’s ruling that she would witness the heinous act, and remain helpless all the same. He said he felt creative and that was the first part of Pam’s punishment.
The second part was to be that she herself would bury the body.
The last that she would have to remain with Nan for an eternity - forever knowing the reason why, that part hurt the most.
“Pam?”
She opened her eyes, rubbing them profusely. How long had they been here?
“Jessica,” she whispered softly, “It’s alright my love - its ok.”
The blonde rushed to her Kitten’s side, cradling her head in her arms. She smiled down at her gently, gaining a weak smile back.
Jessica was no longer the weak and frail human girl that Pam had fallen for. She turned her. She had no choice but to. For what was it for a vampire to love a human, or a human to love a vampire - it was dangerous, too dangerous.
“You fell asleep,” Jessica laughed weakly, gaining another smile from Pam. She gently moved red tendrils of hair from her face kissing her cheek.
“I shouldn’t have,” she admitted with a guilt ridden voice. Nan could be back any moment, and Eric was close. Pam would have at least one fight on her hands and Jessica was in no condition to defend herself. She was still changing - it had been mere hours.
“You need to rest,” Jessica smiled softly, reading Pam’s expression like an open book.
“You more so - you’re still changing,” Pam had to look away. She shivered with the memory of the redhead’s blood. The taste, the feeling, and the pull - she knew Jessica felt that pull now too. Her maker was calling, “You must try and rest as much as you can. I’m so sorry I couldn’t give you a proper burial.”
“I don’t need that,” her kitten whispered.
“But each and every-”
“We aren’t exactly a conventional couple - are we?”
“I suppose not my child.”
Jessica pushed herself upright, her back leaning against her maker. Pam cradled her, rolling up her sleeve. She offered her wrist to Jessica, her eyes closing seeing the scene through her child’s eyes.
“Drink,” she spoke forcefully, but no force was needed. Jessica sunk her teeth through Pam’s flesh, pulling the cool liquid through her teeth with force.
It was a feeling that was almost erotic. It caused Pam to throw her head back, crying out her Kitten’s name. Others had fed from her before, but nothing like this. She almost envied Eric, for knowing this feeling and not divulging...all those years ago.
Amazingly Pam had not felt Jessica move away from her. She had not felt her lips on her neck. It was only the slight stinging of her wrist that brought her back to reality. She fell back against the cool floor; bringing her wrist to her mouth she sealed the wound.
“You need to lick after-”
Jessica’s mouth silenced her words. She could taste her own blood on her lips - it tasted bitter in itself, but Jessica’s lips were sweet.
“I love you,” her child whispered, pulling away for a moment. Her face smudged with crimson, Pam didn’t dare think of her own appearance.
“I - love you too,” she admitted quietly. Jessica knew it was quite a big feat for her to do so. Her chest swelled with pride, a feeling that passed on to the blonde, their connection becoming stronger.
“Do I have time?” Jessica asked softly, her whisper close to Pam’s ear.
“Time for what?” her maker replied foolishly, full well knowing the hidden meaning behind Jessica’s question.
“For me to show you how much I love you.”
There was no hesitation in her words or in her actions. And although Pam knew they were already on borrowed time, she did not push Jessica away. Her love was strong enough now. She had to be - she was sure of it.
“We have all the time in the world.”
Jessica crushed her lips against Pam’s hungrily. She could never, she would never forget this moment, for as long as she existed. Her lips said the same thing, as if they were imprinting Pam’s essence into her memory.
Pam responded automatically, unused to not having dominance over her lover. Somehow this felt right. She knew this was the way it should be, it was the way it should have been from the start. Her young love had a hidden strength and she certainly wasn’t afraid to show it. It made her all the more willing to let her take the lead.
And lead Jessica did. As Pam’s mouth opened her tongue slipping inside. For having been a virgin as a human she was secretly surprised at herself, but didn’t want it to stop. She followed her heart - like she had done all along.
Her hands skimmed down Pam’s body, gently moving underneath her top. Jessica mewled softly as she finally touched her bare skin - God how she had been longing for it. Her imagination had not done it justice. Pam’s toned stomach, with its smooth surface glided underneath her fingertips almost like silk. The experience heightened by her new senses.
Jessica pushed her top up, letting it bunch underneath her breasts. Pam did not care for once - clothes were not important, Jessica could do anything to her, do anything with her, and she would still remain happy. Happy, really happy for the first time in her long life.
It was Pam’s turn to mewl when soft lips kissed her skin. Her back arched into her touch, only wanting more. Nobody had ever made her do that before, not from a kiss.
But Jessica’s kisses were different. They were powerful and wanting, yet soft and feather light - peaceful somehow.
“You’re beautiful,” Jessica whispered, her eyes glancing up to meet Pam’s. If she could have blushed, she would have then.
“Nobody has ever said that,” Pam admitted. But of course many people had said that to her, but none of them shared the meaning behind the words that Jessica had. None of them really meant it beyond words.
“They’re idiots.”
Her kitten regretfully moved up her body again, this time taking Pam’s top with her. She pulled it up over her shoulders and discarding it across the room. She grinned kissing her once more, this time letting Pam gain a little dominance.
Pam pulled her close to her, rolling over so that Jessica was beneath her. Her knees rested either side of Jessica’s hips as she paid the same worship to her body. She observed how pale her skin was, how beautiful it looked. How young and supple still. How she could still almost sink her teeth into it...
Her fangs had retracted; she scraped them across Jessica’s bare stomach, moving downward in an agonisingly slow way that made her love shiver.
Pam slipped her hand up Jessica’s soft leg; her finger’s resting on her inner thigh. They both took a sharp intake of breath when Pam reached the damp outline of Jessica’s panties.
Jessica froze, confusion and hurt flashing across Pam’s face. She sat up quickly, Pam having no choice but to shift off of her.
“What is it my love?” she asked gently, Jessica hiding her face.
“I can’t,” she whispered, Pam recoiling, “I’m sorry.”
Pam looked away ashamed. Of course...she hadn’t before.
“Well - I won’t force you to do something you don’t want to,” she spoke softly, her hand taking her child’s, “You know that?”
It took a short while, but Jessica looked up and finally met her eyes. Pam observed the non human tears, and gently brushed the blood away.
“But I want to,” she whispered.”
Pam’s touch lingered on her cheek, her thumb soothingly stroking underneath her eye,
“We have time.”
“But we don’t,” Jessica sighed, sounding like a frustrated teenager - maybe that was because she was, “They’ll come here and-”
Pam silenced her. Her fingers moved over her lips,
“We have forever Kitten.”
“Oh how touching.”
Neither had heard the door open, but Nan had witnessed the exchange, a grin plastered across her face.
“Pamela - I think you and I need to visit an old friend.”
Her two cronies pulled Pam away from Jessica. There wasn’t much of a resistance, Pam knew better than to fight. Jessica was at their mercy.
“You two - keep the girl here,” Nan ordered, her hand holding a firm grip on Pam’s arm. Jessica’s eyes pleaded with her. But she kept still on her maker’s silent command, “Have fun - but don’t kill her. We’ll need her.”
Part 8
Author: crumpledquill
Fandom: True Blood
Rating: NC-17
Genre: AU
Pairing: Pam/Jessica, (Pam/Nan).
Spoilers: None as it's AU
Disclaimer: I disclaim all characters etc that aren't mine.
Summary: Pam finds a human Jessica in Fangtasia one night, which causes a whole new breed of emotion. Will Pam be able to handle it?
Pam held Jessica’s lifeless frame in her arms. It was over they had lost. Nan Flanagan had gotten her way, she’d drained her dry while Pam was forced to watch. It had been the Magister’s ruling that she would witness the heinous act, and remain helpless all the same. He said he felt creative and that was the first part of Pam’s punishment.
The second part was to be that she herself would bury the body.
The last that she would have to remain with Nan for an eternity - forever knowing the reason why, that part hurt the most.
“Pam?”
She opened her eyes, rubbing them profusely. How long had they been here?
“Jessica,” she whispered softly, “It’s alright my love - its ok.”
The blonde rushed to her Kitten’s side, cradling her head in her arms. She smiled down at her gently, gaining a weak smile back.
Jessica was no longer the weak and frail human girl that Pam had fallen for. She turned her. She had no choice but to. For what was it for a vampire to love a human, or a human to love a vampire - it was dangerous, too dangerous.
“You fell asleep,” Jessica laughed weakly, gaining another smile from Pam. She gently moved red tendrils of hair from her face kissing her cheek.
“I shouldn’t have,” she admitted with a guilt ridden voice. Nan could be back any moment, and Eric was close. Pam would have at least one fight on her hands and Jessica was in no condition to defend herself. She was still changing - it had been mere hours.
“You need to rest,” Jessica smiled softly, reading Pam’s expression like an open book.
“You more so - you’re still changing,” Pam had to look away. She shivered with the memory of the redhead’s blood. The taste, the feeling, and the pull - she knew Jessica felt that pull now too. Her maker was calling, “You must try and rest as much as you can. I’m so sorry I couldn’t give you a proper burial.”
“I don’t need that,” her kitten whispered.
“But each and every-”
“We aren’t exactly a conventional couple - are we?”
“I suppose not my child.”
Jessica pushed herself upright, her back leaning against her maker. Pam cradled her, rolling up her sleeve. She offered her wrist to Jessica, her eyes closing seeing the scene through her child’s eyes.
“Drink,” she spoke forcefully, but no force was needed. Jessica sunk her teeth through Pam’s flesh, pulling the cool liquid through her teeth with force.
It was a feeling that was almost erotic. It caused Pam to throw her head back, crying out her Kitten’s name. Others had fed from her before, but nothing like this. She almost envied Eric, for knowing this feeling and not divulging...all those years ago.
Amazingly Pam had not felt Jessica move away from her. She had not felt her lips on her neck. It was only the slight stinging of her wrist that brought her back to reality. She fell back against the cool floor; bringing her wrist to her mouth she sealed the wound.
“You need to lick after-”
Jessica’s mouth silenced her words. She could taste her own blood on her lips - it tasted bitter in itself, but Jessica’s lips were sweet.
“I love you,” her child whispered, pulling away for a moment. Her face smudged with crimson, Pam didn’t dare think of her own appearance.
“I - love you too,” she admitted quietly. Jessica knew it was quite a big feat for her to do so. Her chest swelled with pride, a feeling that passed on to the blonde, their connection becoming stronger.
“Do I have time?” Jessica asked softly, her whisper close to Pam’s ear.
“Time for what?” her maker replied foolishly, full well knowing the hidden meaning behind Jessica’s question.
“For me to show you how much I love you.”
There was no hesitation in her words or in her actions. And although Pam knew they were already on borrowed time, she did not push Jessica away. Her love was strong enough now. She had to be - she was sure of it.
“We have all the time in the world.”
Jessica crushed her lips against Pam’s hungrily. She could never, she would never forget this moment, for as long as she existed. Her lips said the same thing, as if they were imprinting Pam’s essence into her memory.
Pam responded automatically, unused to not having dominance over her lover. Somehow this felt right. She knew this was the way it should be, it was the way it should have been from the start. Her young love had a hidden strength and she certainly wasn’t afraid to show it. It made her all the more willing to let her take the lead.
And lead Jessica did. As Pam’s mouth opened her tongue slipping inside. For having been a virgin as a human she was secretly surprised at herself, but didn’t want it to stop. She followed her heart - like she had done all along.
Her hands skimmed down Pam’s body, gently moving underneath her top. Jessica mewled softly as she finally touched her bare skin - God how she had been longing for it. Her imagination had not done it justice. Pam’s toned stomach, with its smooth surface glided underneath her fingertips almost like silk. The experience heightened by her new senses.
Jessica pushed her top up, letting it bunch underneath her breasts. Pam did not care for once - clothes were not important, Jessica could do anything to her, do anything with her, and she would still remain happy. Happy, really happy for the first time in her long life.
It was Pam’s turn to mewl when soft lips kissed her skin. Her back arched into her touch, only wanting more. Nobody had ever made her do that before, not from a kiss.
But Jessica’s kisses were different. They were powerful and wanting, yet soft and feather light - peaceful somehow.
“You’re beautiful,” Jessica whispered, her eyes glancing up to meet Pam’s. If she could have blushed, she would have then.
“Nobody has ever said that,” Pam admitted. But of course many people had said that to her, but none of them shared the meaning behind the words that Jessica had. None of them really meant it beyond words.
“They’re idiots.”
Her kitten regretfully moved up her body again, this time taking Pam’s top with her. She pulled it up over her shoulders and discarding it across the room. She grinned kissing her once more, this time letting Pam gain a little dominance.
Pam pulled her close to her, rolling over so that Jessica was beneath her. Her knees rested either side of Jessica’s hips as she paid the same worship to her body. She observed how pale her skin was, how beautiful it looked. How young and supple still. How she could still almost sink her teeth into it...
Her fangs had retracted; she scraped them across Jessica’s bare stomach, moving downward in an agonisingly slow way that made her love shiver.
Pam slipped her hand up Jessica’s soft leg; her finger’s resting on her inner thigh. They both took a sharp intake of breath when Pam reached the damp outline of Jessica’s panties.
Jessica froze, confusion and hurt flashing across Pam’s face. She sat up quickly, Pam having no choice but to shift off of her.
“What is it my love?” she asked gently, Jessica hiding her face.
“I can’t,” she whispered, Pam recoiling, “I’m sorry.”
Pam looked away ashamed. Of course...she hadn’t before.
“Well - I won’t force you to do something you don’t want to,” she spoke softly, her hand taking her child’s, “You know that?”
It took a short while, but Jessica looked up and finally met her eyes. Pam observed the non human tears, and gently brushed the blood away.
“But I want to,” she whispered.”
Pam’s touch lingered on her cheek, her thumb soothingly stroking underneath her eye,
“We have time.”
“But we don’t,” Jessica sighed, sounding like a frustrated teenager - maybe that was because she was, “They’ll come here and-”
Pam silenced her. Her fingers moved over her lips,
“We have forever Kitten.”
“Oh how touching.”
Neither had heard the door open, but Nan had witnessed the exchange, a grin plastered across her face.
“Pamela - I think you and I need to visit an old friend.”
Her two cronies pulled Pam away from Jessica. There wasn’t much of a resistance, Pam knew better than to fight. Jessica was at their mercy.
“You two - keep the girl here,” Nan ordered, her hand holding a firm grip on Pam’s arm. Jessica’s eyes pleaded with her. But she kept still on her maker’s silent command, “Have fun - but don’t kill her. We’ll need her.”
Part 8