"Well then, that’s something we should figure out," Sookie nodded. "Had to give us the keys for a reason."

Sookie kind of liked the idea of the bound not working, then she could sort out her feelings and figure out if there really was anything there. At the same time, she somewhat liked having that connection to him, and if she was to fall in some sort of danger while there, he’d be able to know right away. She wished she could get rid of the bound with Bill.

"I don’t know," she shook her head. "Like being able to just be me, you know, been so long with all these bounds between Bill and you." At one point, the thought of drinking Eric’s blood was repulsive, or maybe she just told herself that. Now she was finding that she wanted to, despite every inch of herself screaming that it is wrong.

At first there was the slight bit of hesitation still looming inside of her, but the moment he told her to trust him, it was hard not to. Sookie closed her eyes and waited for the pain to follow. The initial puncture was painful, yet fast. Sookie let out a slight moan as the pain shocked her and wrapped her arms around Eric, gripping onto his shoulders. It was a strange sort of pain; one that hurt yet you enjoyed it and Sookie found herself to enjoy it way more then she should.