I Would Give It All Up

Bill Compton never knew what to expect from his elder progeny Jessica Hamby, even more since she had now discovered that he now had a progeny and that she had a vampire sibling in Brianna. But some how he knew that he could that Jessica would follow through on her word to help care and guide her new sibling just as he had once taught her all those years ago.

Faith

It was the one thing that he knew that he could rely on, his faith in Jessica following through on her word, the highest uttermost respect and trust that he had done the right thing. Although now he had fully understood his actions against Brianna. She had been a creation of his own doing, the doings of Lilith, placed upon him. But now he would have to pay for his actions, but not did once did he regret in creating another progeny.

Unlike the birth of Jessica, was she created in punishment as she was, forced upon by the Magister, but for his blind devotion for the creation of a much higher cause than himself. But it seemed that she had adapted well in her new life, but he knew the time would come when she would hate him, blame him for what he had forced upon her.

That time would come soon enough, it always did. Having remembered the experience with Jessica when she realised that most opportunities that she lost when she became a vampire, but he was glad sorts that he had been able to give her the gift of sunlight. Something that he had taken away from her. Brianna refusing the gift of light from him, wishing to continue how she came into this new life, surrounded and sheathed in darkness as she would for the rest of her immortal life.

But Lilith?

Now knowing and believing her to be a false god had now fully settled in, believing that he was here for a higher purpose had been another lie, his mistrust laid in the wrong being when it should have been those whom he held close to him. The Vampire bible that had guided him through his tough time, hidden away as a dirty secret had led him into a blinded cause that had caused him nothing more than pain, loss and death.

His eager willingness to sell those out to aid his blind cause, Sookie to the hands of Lilith's progeny Warlow whom now no longer existed, all to save his progeny Jessica. Her safety being his goal for his own selfish cause. Not caring whom got hurt in the process, Kiara, the woman that he loved left his side for his erratic selfishness that had broken them apart. The teaching of the Vampire bible that all others despised now lay center place on his desk.

This book had been the source of all the pain that it had caused him, made him doubt everything that he once believed in, his self doubt in what and whom he was. It had destroyed him in ways he never thought humanly possible.

But now he knew what he needed to do, as he forced himself to his feet as he grabbed the last remaining vampire bible as he tossed it straight into the fireplace, as he searched out some matches as he struck a singular match as he watched the flame dance in mid air. Without a second thought he dropped the match into the fireplace as the flames engulfed the book, the pages began to burn instantly, creating swirls of smoke as he continued to watch it burn. Burn away to nothing.

As he watched entranced by the wisps of smoke engulf the entire book as it turned to ashes before his very eyes, as something caught his eye, something that he never knew to lay inside the book. Without hesitation he reached into the flames as he pulled out a piece of paper, the edges blackened and burnt away as he saw her.

Her photo.

Kiara.

The photo burned away in his fingertips, obliterating every last trace. Gone. Just as she was. He gently closed his eyes as he tried to remember her. What she smelled like, her voice. All he wanted right now was her.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~sometime in the past~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

It wasn't often that they found such free time. With his schedule and hers they seldom saw each other outside of bed either late at night or perhaps the wee hours of the morning but tonight was one of those rare nights when the King had time to burn and Kiara had nothing to do.

After taking her usual near midnight shower she exited the bathroom, towel around her body, another towel on her head to find Bill sitting in bed, book in hand. She'd noticed that he was an avid reader, having collected several works through his long life. As she shook her damp hair loose from the towel she could feel his gaze like a palpable touch on her skin. She chuckled as she reached for a small table in their bedroom and slipped on her engagement ring.

"Wondering thoughts already Bill? One would think I just fail at satisfying you in bed with how lustful you are lately" she teased as she turned her back to him and slipped off the towel around her body, replacing it with a pale blue floral patterned robe, tying it securely around her still damp body.

Bill had been engrossed in the tales of his all time favorite William Shakespeare play - Romeo and Juliet, the first ever edition that he had been given by his Maker Lorena knowing his love of all of Shakespeare's works. He had always found a comfort in leaving the reality behind to become lost in the pages of those whom he was always fascinated by through his vampiric years.

He could hear Kiara enter their bedroom as he remained still as he flipped to another page, but yet his eyes following her every singular movement. He smirked as he watched her place the engagement ring back on her finger where it solely belonged.

"A vampire is never satisfied in the search of lust...However, I am very satisfied with everything that you do" he smiled

With his perfect memory he always knew where he would pick up again in his book as he closed it shut and placed it on the bedside table.

"Quite fascinating the words of a delusional man, although his words speak the truth" he beamed.

She chuckled as she walked over to his side of the bed and sat down on the edge of it, near his knees.

"I still think you're quite delusional for wanting to marry me" she said with a smile as she touched his shoulder. "But I'm happy you chose me" she added. It was still taking her a while to come to terms with the fact Bill did want to spend a good portion of his life with her. He hadn't ever mentioned turning her and it wasn't something she mentioned as it was an idea she didn't think would be too wise.

"I... found some templates for the wedding invitations. I know we have no date set but..." she pulled out a small yellow envelope from the night stand and handed it to him. "...I'm sure you have a lot of people to invite"




Personally she had maybe two or three people to invite. She knew her family would never understand her love for Bill. They still held to the idea that he was using her for a free meal and some sex.

"As I am happy that you agreed to be my wife" he smirked.

As he accepted the small yellow envelope he began browsing through the invitation templates as he found that there was so many to choose from. He had never experienced this before, in his wedding to his human wife Caroline it had been through word of mouth as it quickly spread through the village of their impending nuptials.

"Things were different in my times, all you required was the church and the priest. Nothing more. But it does seem that i am quite out of date when it comes to such new customs" he joked as he pulled out a simple yet elegant decorated invitation. "I quite like this one" he smirked as he handed it to her.

"And as for the ceremony itself, as a monarch is wed it is custom to invite every state to the nuptials. But of course vampire weddings are not for love, but for the growth of wealth and power. But...As it is neither for power not wealth, the only vampires that shall be invited shall be the Sheriff's in Louisiana as well as Eric Northman, and of course he shall bring Sookie" he turned to her, knowing that possibly having Sookie, his ex at their wedding may be a sore subject.

She smiled at his choice and shrugged. "You invite who you want Bill... I have no issues with Northman or his wife Sookie coming" she said. Yes she knew about Sookie and Bill's past and she knew first hand how much an ex stayed in your heart, but she also knew that Bill's feelings for her were not fake. He wasn't using her to get back at Sookie.

She took his choice for invitations and placed it on the night stand before she leaned close, laying her head on his shoulder. "I hope you're alright in Sookie being there... I wouldn't want you to be sad on our wedding" she said softly.

He shook his head as he rested his broad hand on her exposed knee.

"I will not lie to you Kiara, there will always be a part of me that cares for Sookie and there always will be. I cannot change that just as I cannot make the moon remain in the sky. But I love you, and having Sookie there will not change that...I am marrying you, not her. You" he smirked.

Although Bill had never really contemplated having Sookie there, but maybe it would be good for him. To see that she was with Eric Northman. She was cared for in ways that he never could do for her. But now he had Kiara and that was all that mattered.

She smiled and tilted her head up, placing a few sweet kisses on the edge of his jaw "Enough ex talk... You've still yet to help me pick out a wedding dress. After all I wouldn't want to embarrass the king."

Although at the moment dresses were far from her mind. Despite she and Bill spending a lot of time together, most of the time locked in physical bliss she could never get enough of him. He made her restless and calm. He made her desires wanton to the point where she almost felt guilty about her own physical desires for him. But beyond the physical desire came the need to be near him. Often all she wanted was to be held by him, have him banish her inner demons and heal her scars.

With those thoughts in mind she returned to nibbling on his jaw, reveling in the scent of his aftershave and coolness of his skin.

"It it not a human tradition for the groom not to see the bride in the dress? I hear it is bad luck, and I do not think we can afford any more bad luck coming our way sweetheart" he joked.

He groaned as he felt her nip along his jaw with her lips as the brush of her teeth scraped along his skin. His eyes fluttered as his entire body relaxed into the bed. Everything seemed to disappear from his mind, as all his mind was focused on Kiara at that moment.

"Although....I would happily pick what my bride wears underneath her dress"

She paused then laughed, even covering her mouth. "Really? I thought you'd been threatening me for days that I would wear nothing beneath my dress... what was it? something about not wanting to tarry in making an honest woman out of me"

She looked up at him, her eyes bright with love and play. "Besides...I'm not really human, so human traditions don't count. I mean in wolf culture we say a few lines, then go on our first hunt as a couple, then you copulate before even enjoying the meat you hunt"

"True, but I think you would be surprised the restraint that I can have when it comes to it sweetheart" he smirked.

He then remembered his actions the previous night whilst Kiara was locked away in her office on an important phone call.

"Well perhaps you should have a look in your drawers, that may draw some inspiration for you...And for myself" he grinned waiting to see her reaction.

He had waited until she was out of their bedroom as he then hid all of her underwear that he could find, not letting her know of its whereabouts.

She blinked. "what have you done Bill..." she murmured as she got up from bed and walked towards her dresser. As she opened the drawers she found them utterly empty. Not a panty, not even a thong in sight. She opened drawer after drawer and found the same result.

She turned her head and looked at him, his smirk blatantly showing.  "Well... looks like I'll be going commando for a while" she said. She should have known Bill would do something like this. If there was something she could count on it was Bill's love and hate of her underwear. He loved it on her when it was blue but when it got in his way it often ended up in shreds in whatever room the mood struck them.

She toyed with the hem of her robe "Oh what ever will I do now? I won't be able to wear skirts...everyone would see me so indecent" she said in a playfully woeful tone.

Bill was always unprepared for how Kiara reacted to things, he could never fully prepare for her next move knowing that she could always be very unpredictable.

"That they would, but they never would. As skirts are only for my viewing" he smirked.

As all he had on was his usual black attired trousers as they clung to his waist as he stood from the bed as he strode across to where Kiara stood next to her drawers.

"After the ceremony, I doubt that we shall be there too long. That first night, you will be mine. Mrs Compton, and on that night I shall make love to my wife" he smirked as he raised her hand to his to his lips.

She smiled as he stood close to her. He kissed her knuckles and she felt a blush creep unto her cheeks. Only Bill could make her blush so easily and sometimes it was almost embarassing.

"Mrs Compton... it has a nice ring to it" she whispered as she stepped closer to him until they were face to face, her robe open a bit in front to expose the dip in her cleavage.

"But I suppose until that day..." she began as she touched his chest with her left hand, the ring touching his skin. "....you'll just be making love to plain Miss Griffen"

"Oh Kiara...There is nothing plain about you" he whispered.

His lips captured her's not allowing a moment of time to stop them on their tracks. Their past nights being heavily filled with vigorous love making, but tonight was about more than that. It was almost celebratory, an achievement of getting to where they were right now.

He did not care if anyone heard them, only that they had to be envious of whom he was with. He slowly began backing them both towards the bed as he shifted them both so that he could lower Kiara onto the bed, her robe falling open exposing her divine glorious sight of body before his blinded eyes.

She growled when he kissed her, aware that he was slowly backing her to the bed. Her knees hit the edge but he caught her before falling, instead slowly lowering her against the dark duvet. Her robe fell off her body and she was bare to his gaze.

She could see his eyes wonder and his expression change. He always wore that expression as if he was seeing her naked for the first time, and relishing every second of it. How he could still not get bored of her was beyond her.

She felt the air between them shift. This was more than just their usual love making. All this talk about weddings...it was as if they were going to mark tonight as starting a new life..together.

His eyes freely roamed over her naked body laid before him like the first time that he had ever seen her like this. A feast for the eyes as he could not take his eyes off her, as though they belonged to glorifying each and every single piece of her body, her eyes everything that he loved about her.

It was not long before her hands began to find out his buckle on his trousers as she began to hastily unfasten them and with her feet help shimmy them down to his ankles as he kicked them off his ankles as they landed with a thud somewhere on the floor.

His hardened length throbbed and pulsed as soon as the cool air hit his exposed flesh making him hiss at the sudden temperature change. He began lowering himself down to her body as his lips connected with her goose pimpled skin.

She shuddered. Even now she still got nervous undoing his pants. Not because he would do anything bad, but because often she felt she was just... well too horny for her own good. SURELY no woman could think about sex as often as she did and it be considered normal.

She bit her lower lip once he was naked and her eyes darted quickly to the part of him that ached for her. To think that regardless of time he desired her so only whetted her desire even more. His lips, cool to the touch made her shiver and she had to cup his head and lift it before they went any further.

"I love you Bill Compton....I hope you know that" she whispered, knowing that soon the ability of coherent thought would be lost to her once he began to kiss her blind.

"I know...As I hope you know my love is returned in ways that I never believed possible for another" he whispered "What I am, a vampire, a King...I would give it all up for you. To be human for you" he whispered again.

His length throbbed and ached for her, he couldn't control it anymore as though it had a mind of its own, and knew what it needed. Her. And he was not going to deny himself of what he wanted, with their eyes locked he gave a gentle thrust of his hips as he fully sheathed himself in her pulsing core, grunting as he did.

She let out a soft gasp, her body giving a little jerk when he penetrated her. She lifted her arms to drape loosely around his neck, lifting her legs as well to wrap around his lean waist.

No she would never change him. He was perfect to her and the sheer emotions that came with being around him made her want to weep in joy. She arched her back and met each of his thrusts with her own hips, dragging her nails along his back.

"You're perfect Bill...." she whispered breathlessly. "I...would never want you to change..."

"You already have changed me" he groaned.

He angled his hips as he deepened his thrusts again as they became a lot sharper and fuller as he grunted and groaned again, his hiss lingering on his lips. He had already fed tonight, so tonight there would be no fangs. This was purely as though they were both human.

"I want no other"

She moaned softly, each thrust leaving her breathless. She looked up at him, at those ice blue eyes that seemed to pierce her soul.

Each passing moment made her heart beat harder. She moved her head forward to capture his lips in a heated kiss. She hissed as he moved faster, harder inside her.

She pulled her lips back. "Tell me....tell me...I'll always be yours... that you'll always keep me by your side"

"You will...Always be mine. Forever" he hissed between thrusts.

His hands laid on either side of her head as he threw his head back as he let out a hurling hiss that trembled past his cool lips, the feeling of Kiara's lips still lingering on his own. His hips moved faster and deeper as they continued to meet Kiara's as he could see droplets of sweat form on her soft flesh and knowing that he had been the one to create that he slowly began increasing his thrusts.

She let out a loud gasp, feeling him hit that spot inside her. Her whole body jerked and tightened around him. She bit her lower lip, curler her body more beneath him, pulling him deeper into her body.

She felt the beads of sweat slowly slide down her forehead, down her chest and shoulders. Even his own perpetually cool skin became warm to the touch by being around her.

His words made her chest tighten. She believed him, she believed he would never abandon her, would always keep her close.

"Bill....oh...." her eyes widened, her legs moving slowly along his own, feeling the short hairs of his legs tease her skin.

"Bill....oh...."

He heard her groan as he felt her body shudder and tighten around him. His flesh warmed by the touch of her skin against his own. Her cries was all that he needed, was all that was needed to trigger him as he groaned out as a hiss passed his lips as he reached his climax as he collapsed on top of her, his full weight pressed down on top of her frame.