"It's fine. I have enough enemies. I just want to make friends and if these people are friendly it doesn't matter if they're vampires or not." Sasha smiled thinking back to 5 years ago. She wondered how that one girl was.
"Well, that's a first, like I said, most Garou are kill kill kill when it comes to vamps. What with being tainted by the wyrm and Gaia hating that sort of thing and all. Its refreshing, and kind of a relief, considering that Im sort of tainted too..." He gave her a sideways grin as he glanced back at her one more time, showing her a fang.
"I'm blessed by Luna. Who really isn't that picky. I think I am more of a Luna girl then a Gaia girl." Sasha seemed unsprised to see his fang. "I already knew. The elementals were kinda scared of you and I got them to tell me why. I'm fine with it. I'm not your usual Garou."
"Good to know! Hey, um, speaking of knowing stuff..." Eric pulled over and came to a stop to give Sasha a sniff to confirm what his nose had been telling him since he met her. "You know you're pregnant, right?"
Sasha smiled then got puzzled taking her helmet off as they came to a stop confused as he sniffed her. "Wha-" Sasha paled as he spoke helmet dropping to the ground. "I'M WHAAATTTT????!!!!! I've never even had-...." Sasha trailed off as she remembered her memory gap and tears welled up and she couldn't stop them. "I-i'm sorry. I'm not usually this emotional. I know you probably think i'm a pussy, but this is just a lot to take in." Sasha wiped her face still crying as she tried to calm down, holding herself.
Eric stared at Sasha, more confused than anything else. "You really didn't know? Not something I'd think you'd forget... I mean..." He didn't want to upset her anymore than she already was. "I'm sorry, I'll shut up." He didn't feel right just watching her cry though. "Hey, hey, its okay, I mean, yeah, its a lot, I guess... You going to be okay?" He turned around and used his shirt to dry her eyes and gave her a little hug.
"Sorry, I probably shouldn't have said anything... I guess getting some is kind of out of the picture now? At least until the first trimester, or whatever?" He asked, lifting her chin, giving her a grin, trying to cheer her up with a bad joke.
Sasha shook a little calming down slowly. "You shouldn't have used your shirt." Sasha hesitated for a second then blushed clutching at him. "Can we just get to the place and if we can get a room there? I just want to be held but on the side of the road isn't a good place even if we aren't doing anything inappropriate." Sasha looked at him with big hopeful eyes more like a puppy than a wolf.
"Why not? Its clean..." He picked at his shirt and sniffed it. "Yeah, its clean." He looked at her, smiled and shrugged. "Its still a good hours ride, can you wait that long?" He asked. "The bar and grill is only five minutes away. If you need something to eat first. I bet you're pretty hungry? We can stop long enough to get you something."
"Okay, next stop, the Roadside Bar and Grille!" Eric shouted over the rev of his Harley as he kicked it into action and circled back around to grab his helmet for her. "Safety first, miss." He said as he handed it back to her, going along at a much more reasonable speed now that he was sure she was pregnant.
They got to the bar and some of the patrons waved at him, seeming like they knew him. He waved back and called out a friendly greeting. "Truckers and bikers, good guys." He said to Sasha. "Little rough round the edges, like me, but hey, I'm just a big softy inside."
"Here." He gave her a fifty. "Order whatever you want, just make sure to order a pitcher of beer while you're at it, I wanna go play some free Mr Do. Come back when you're ready and we can play a game of pool. I wanna see if I can win a kiss, or maybe something more..." He said with a grin and a wink, remembering her little tease from before.
Sasha smiled once again wrapping her arms around him once the helmet was on again. She closed her eyes feeling almost calm in his presence.
When they got to the bar Sasha looked around. "Nice." Then blinked at the fifty he placed in her hand and shook her head. "Alruight. You got a deal. I haven't forgotten. How about a night where I do anything you want if you win. Within the limitation of my being pregnant. Just saying." With that she ordered wondering if who the father was and if he was a good guy or not. Once the order was in she went back and watched them play seeing this Eric guy was actually pretty good.
"Anything? That's a pretty wide open field you're offering me there, kid, oh, and I couldn't knock you up even if you weren't pregnant already, vampires can't do that." He said, leaning in to whisper the last part to her quietly. "I don't know who got you in the family way, but won't it Pisa him off if he knew you fooled around with another guy?" He hated pointing that out, but it was only right to give the poor guy that knocked her up some respect. He didn't want to go where he wasn't invited.
If Sasha let him, he wouldn't turn a night of passionate release down though. It was rare for him to see any action, the way he lived. He thought about it all through his game of Mr Do and part of a game of pool with a trucker. Her buckled down and really started to concentrate on his game when she came back to watch him play, wanting to impress her and win that night of fun with her. He knew he could get them a room at DV8 later that night after all.
Sasha thought about what he said but couldn't deny that she needed something. She just needed it. She needed someone to hold her. In every single way that they could. While someone else shot she went up to him. "The deal still stands. I need it so you better win." With that she walked back to her watching space smiling at him a bit.
Eric smiled to himself as he leaned against his pool stick, watching the trucker take his shot and Sasha whispered to him that the deal still stood. Once it was his turn, he ran the rest of the table, shot after masterful shot.
The trucker sighed and simply put his pool stick back up in the rack after Eric's fourth successful shot, knowing he was done. They had been playing for a fifty, but Eric smiled and slid it back toward the trucker. "Keep it, I just won something money can't buy." He said, glancing over his shoulder back at Sasha, giving her a knowing wink. The pitcher of beer and Sasha's food came and he pushed the pitcher toward the trucker as well. "You can have this too, I just wanted to play the free games."
He played a few more games while Sasha ate her fill and then they were back on the road, driving to DV8.
Sasha smiled seeing the trucker actually give up and Eric not take the money. She actually blushed when he winked at her and was glad the food was there. She shook her head when ge gave the pitcher to the trucker as well but focused on eating.
When she was full she smiled going over to Eric. "Thanks for the food. Do you want me to pay you back sometime?" With that they walked out and she took her now usual seat behind him arms wrapped around him tightly.
"What?" Eric asked, noticing Sasha shake her head at him for giving the pitcher of beer away. He moved to her side and whispered. "Can't drink it, won't stay down, if you know what I mean. Besides, I'm driving, remember? And YOU, little momma, can't have it either." He placed a hand low, on her belly, reminding her that she was pregnant as he went off to play his games.
Later, when she was full and he was bored with the free 80's arcade games and she was thanking him for the food, Eric shook his head and laughed under his breath. "No thanks needed, you needed to eat and I'm getting something out of it too, so don't worry about paying me back, consider our, ahem, deal payment enough." He said with a lustful grin.
In just over sixty minutes they made it to DV8 and he pulled up round back and parked his bike in the rear of the club. He got off the bike and offered to lift Sasha up and off after him. There was a steel side door that he went up to and knocked at. "Don't like going in the front, Chongo and I aren't exactly on the best of terms after I nearly gutted him the last time I visited."
Sasha smiled. "I thought you would drink the beer." Sasha mouth opened but no words came out as he said she couldn't have any but she got his point and just huffed a little. "I don't drink anyway so it doesn't matter." Sasha's eyes fluttered though feeling pleasure at his hand on her belly.
When they got to DV8 Sasha took off her helmet and let Eric help her. "What? Bad vampiric wolf. Just one question. Will any of them attack me? I hope they don't. I just want to get along." Sasha hoped she would as they waited. Then the door opened and she took a deep breath in hoping she was accepted in.
"Hah! I prefer 'big bad wolf' but what ever you want ta call me is fine by me, lil red." He teased back at her as the door opened for them. "Oh, I don't think anyone will attack you unless you give them a reason to." He added with a shrug. "If that happens, let me handle things, don't want you to hurt the baby, do we?"
He looked up at the rather tall blond woman that opened the door for them. She was dressed in thigh high black leather boots and fish nets, a latex one piece under a tight corset, long black satin gloves and a cocked with a chain across the front. She slapped a riding crop in the palm of her right hand as she looked Eric up and down. "Mistress Helga." He bowed his head to her and a slight smirk crossed her crimson lips, but she said nothing, moving aside to let them in. "May we take a room, if it please?" He asked her, showing her an odd level of respect, considering that she smell mostly human, as well of sex and exotic oils.
"Haha. You planning to eat me, mister big bad wolf." Sasha giggled. "I'm glad they won't attack me." She nodded in respect to the woman following Eric unsure of the riding crop, but tried to keep her cool.
Eric got a key card from Mistress Helga and began dragging Sasha away, toward the old iron steps leading to the second floor. He looked back at her and flashed her his fangs. "I was only gonna ask for a bite, but hey, if you're offering more, I won't turn anything down."
Mistress Helga turned slowly, smiling quite pleasantly at Sasha as she stared back at her, never saying a word.
Once they got to their room, Eric unlocked it with the key card and pushed to door open for Sasha to enter. He came in after her and turned to shut and lock the door. He turned back around and slowly began undoing his trench coat. "So..." He began, pushing the coat off of his muscular shoulders. "Do I just... Throw you down and start eating? Or do you want me to try and seduce you?" He asked, having no idea how to go at it with Sasha.
Sasha blushed as he led her to a room and smiled at his question. "I like the idea of you trying to seduce me." Sasha went to him but not close enough for their skin to touch. "I don't know if you will be able to though."
"How about..." He started to dance and strip, suggestively, like a chip and dales dancer. "This?" He opened his shirt and showed off his powerful physique, flexing his muscles as he turned and moved his hips in slow, sexy circles as he looked over his shoulder at her and unbuckled his belt.
With practiced ease, he worked himself out of his jeans without even using his hands, just by rolling his hips in circles. He turned back around and slid one hand down his chest to his stomach, coming almost to the point of his own crotch, which was hidden beneath a pair of black boxers.
He grabbed a chair as he moved suggestively for her, raising his leg so that his foot was on the seat of the chair and rocked his hips in a way that would have made Elvis look like a prude. "Step back, if you would be so kind, miss?" He asked her as he was about to do a rather tricky move with the chair.
He pushed up with his foot on the chair and spun around, a good three foot above her eye level now, presenting her with his perfectly cut behind in a way that intimated the tautness beneath his boxers as he leaned forward. Then he threw his other leg over the back of the chair and braced himself between it and the wall, rolling his hips as he slowly sunk back down, ending his routine, sitting, facing her, his legs apart, his hands on his knees.
He took a long slow breath, smiling up at her, rubbing his hands over his knees. "Well? Did it work?" He asked, smirking as he wet his lips and took a deep breath.
Sasha just sat there watching and processing what he was doing. Then she nodded as he sat in the chair. "Yeah it was good. Bet I can do better. I even bet I can get you on your knees begging for me." Sasha knew she was testing her luck but she knew a few things herself.
Eric let out a puffing breath, grinning at her dare. "Alright then, lets see what YOU'VE got, miss thang?!" He leaned back, hooking one arm over the back of the chair to watch her perform for him.
Sasha took a deep breath and got up slowly moving her hands up and down her body. They then hooked into the hem of her shirt and slowly pulled it off her. She then rubbed her hands over the exposed sking. Then as slowly and precisely as ever she lowered her pants to the ground, her hands moving back up her legs before she stepped out of her pants. She then took her panties off slowly and her bra. Then she did something she thought she would most likely never do again. She sat on Eric's lap facing him and took a deep breath.
After a minutes she lifted to her knees on his lap and started stroking her pussy making the most lustful face as she got aroused. She circled her clit then dipped her fingers in moaning softly as she rocked her hips back and forth. After a few minutes she brought her finger to her mouth licking and sucking it clean. She then got off and sat on the bed with an expression like nothing happened. "Did you like?"