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Extraordinary

18+ ---- {Masterlist}

Just a quick ménage à trois with the boys

6k words - Warnings: so fucking smutty, barely a plot, Klaus being mildly inappropriate (duh!) oh! and...so. fucking. smutty. But I'm still a romantic at heart so there isn't anything crazy. If you rather read this on Ao3- Link is here {Part Two}{Part Three}

"It's okay to love fucking them both. I did."

Extraordinary

The room was filled with the sounds of passion: moans, heavy breathing, and the hot, wet noises of your bodies colliding. Your hands tightly grasped his shoulders while his lips traced soft kisses along your neck. Waves of pleasure surged through your body with every stroke, each movement sending electric sparks as his pelvis brushed against you. The room echoed with your whispered words of love and devotion, his name escaping your lips.

In those moments of intensity, it transcended mere physical connection; it became something far more profound—an emotional experience. The quiet, serious man you knew so well was now pouring all of his feelings into each deep, passionate thrust. You couldn't speak, the heat of your cheeks almost burning. The way he made you feel was like nothing else, a mix of pure fire and vulnerability, as if your hearts were beating as one.

He emitted a low, appreciative hum upon noticing your flushed cheeks. His hands cradled your heated body against his, his gaze never wavering from yours as he admired your flawless face. He gently pressed his forehead to yours, his lips seeking yours with a desperate hunger, kissing you as if he couldn't get enough. The sensations he elicited sent your heart racing and your breath hitching, lost in the profound love he was conveying.

He was intimately familiar with your body, attuned to your every response. His eyes looked into yours with warmth and affection as he sensed your approaching climax. A tender smile graced his lips, love emanating with every touch.

"I love you, my beautiful one," he murmured, his grip on your thighs tightening as he lifted them higher, allowing him to delve deeper inside you.

"I-I..." you tried to respond, but your words dissolved into short gasps as his cock hit your sweet spot with every deep thrust. You began to pant and moan as your pleasure soared, your body tense and shaking from being on the edge of exploding.

"I know," he said softly, his voice was a low rumble against your ear. His thrusts became harder as he felt your undoing.

"I can hear you two all the way from the first floor," Klaus said, his voice cutting through your intimate moment like a knife.

His interruption caught you off guard, and you climaxed unexpectedly, gripping Elijah's shoulders tightly and emitting a loud whine. Embarrassment painted your face a deep shade of red, and you buried your face in his chest, seeking refuge from the intrusion.

Klaus was leaning casually in the doorway, watching you with hungry eyes.

Elijah's expression turned from one of pleasure to annoyance in an instant. "Klaus, get the fuck out!" he roared, his voice reverberating through the room.

Klaus, undeterred by Elijah's fury, merely grinned wider, thoroughly enjoying his brother's discomfort. "Oh, I do apologize for intruding on your... privacy," he said, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "I'm merely ensuring that you two are fully aware of the acoustics in this house," he quipped, his eyes flickering mischievously between the two of you.

You felt a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance, still recovering from the intimate moment that had been so abruptly shattered. "Can't you knock or something?" you shot back, your voice laced with frustration.

Klaus merely shrugged, feigning innocence. "Where's the fun in that? I do enjoy surprises," he replied, his grin widening.

Elijah was seething, his anger palpable as he tightened his embrace around you, shielding you from Klaus's view. "I'm not joking, Klaus," he warned, his voice a dangerous undertone. "Leave us, now."

Klaus raised an eyebrow, his tone mockingly innocent. "As you wish, dear brother," he said, pushing away from the doorframe. "I'll go have a drink and pretend I heard nothing. But do try to keep the noise down, won't you?"

With a final wink, Klaus made his exit, leaving you and Elijah in blessed solitude. You breathed a sigh of relief against Elijah's chest, the embarrassment slowly receding.

"I am truly sorry for Klaus's behavior," he murmured, his voice soft and reassuring as he looked down at you. "He has a talent for impeccable timing."

You managed a weak smile, appreciating his efforts to make you feel comfortable despite the embarrassing situation. "It's not your fault," you replied, your voice still shaky.

Elijah pressed a loving kiss to your forehead, his arms wrapped protectively around you. "I promise to deal with him later."

The next morning, you woke up to Elijah still sleeping soundly, and decided to surprise him with a homemade breakfast. As you quietly made your way downstairs, you couldn't help but chuckle at the memory of Klaus's interruption from the night before.

In the kitchen, you set to work, chopping vegetables and preparing a hearty breakfast. The sound of sizzling bacon filled the room, and you hummed a tune to yourself, enjoying the simple pleasure of cooking for the man you loved.

Just as you were about to set the table, Klaus strolled into the kitchen, his eyes wandering appreciatively over your figure. You tensed, feeling uncomfortable under his gaze.

"Good morning, love," Klaus purred, his tone dripping with charm. "I must say, you look even more enchanting in the daylight."

You forced a polite smile, trying to ignore his advances. "Good morning, Klaus. I'm making breakfast for Elijah. Would you like some too?"

Klaus leaned against the counter, his smile never wavering. "Ah, the sounds of passion I heard last night were proof of Elijah's good taste," he said, his words laced with innuendo. "But I assure you, I can make you scream even louder."

Your face flushed with anger, and you took a step back, putting some distance between you and Klaus. "Oh fuck off, Klaus. You are disgusting,"

Klaus chuckled, seemingly unfazed by your rejection. "Oh, I love a challenge. You know… if it makes you more comfortable, Elijah and I have shared lovers before," he said, his eyes darkening with desire.

Your curiosity got the better of you, and you couldn't help but ask, "You and Elijah have shared lovers?"

Klaus grinned, seemingly enjoying your curiosity. "Indeed, we have, darling. It can be quite an exhilarating experience."

Before you could inquire further, Elijah entered the kitchen, his presence immediately drawing your attention. He observed the exchange between you and Klaus, his expression growing darker by the second.

Klaus decided to playfully push the boundaries, stepping closer to you and letting his fingers brush against your arm. "But, my dear, there is something you should know. We've never shared someone one of us loves."

Elijah couldn't contain his anger any longer. He stormed over to you, putting himself between you and Klaus, and held you close, his lips finding yours in a passionate kiss. It was a clear declaration to Klaus that you were his, and his alone.

Klaus raised an eyebrow, seemingly unfazed by Elijah's possessiveness. "Well, aren't you the protective one today," he said with a smirk.

Elijah's voice was cold and firm as he spoke to Klaus. "I won't allow you to disrespect her or encroach on what's mine."

Klaus merely chuckled. "No need to get so defensive, brother. I was just having a little fun."

Despite Elijah's possessive display, you found yourself intrigued by the idea of being with both of them at the same time. You couldn't help but ask, "What would it entail? Being with both of you?"

Elijah looked down at you, his expression a mixture of concern and curiosity. "Are you sure? It's a path that requires careful consideration."

Klaus grinned mischievously, clearly enjoying the turn of events. "It would be an experience you'd never forget, darling," he added.

Feeling a mix of excitement and apprehension, you looked from Elijah to Klaus, trying to gauge their reactions. Elijah's eyes bore into yours, searching for any signs of discomfort or hesitation.

"Are you okay with this?" you ask Elijah, not wanting to push him if he wasn't comfortable sharing you.

Elijah's gaze softened, his thumb brushing over your lips in a tender gesture. "I want you to understand that you mean everything to me," he said, his voice gentle yet firm. "If you are curious or willing to explore this, I will support you. But I need you to be certain.”

Klaus's eyes glittered with a mix of desire and amusement. "Well, isn't this a fascinating turn of events," he remarked, his tone playful yet suggestive. "I suppose I'll leave you two to discuss the logistics."

"Hold on," you said firmly, looking from Klaus to Elijah. "I want to make a few things clear. First, what happens between Klaus and me will be purely physical; I love only Elijah. Second, I want it to be a surprise – Elijah gets to decide when and where. Third, I'm in control."

Elijah's eyes held a mixture of appreciation and pride as he nodded in agreement. "Your conditions are reasonable, my love. I'll choose a wonderful spot," he said, his voice filled with warmth and affection.

Klaus, ever the charmer, grinned, seemingly undeterred by your terms. "A challenge and spontaneity, my favorite combination," he remarked. "I look forward to the surprise, and I'll gladly play by your rules, my dear."

You met Klaus's gaze, your expression firm. "No games, Klaus. This is about exploration and trust, not manipulation."

Klaus raised his hands in a mock surrender, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "I promise, no tricks. Just pleasure, pure and simple."

The following days were filled with anticipation and unspoken desire. It was as though a different kind of electricity lingered in the air, a palpable tension that hung between you, Elijah, and Klaus. You carried on with your daily routines, but beneath the surface, a thrilling secret awaited its unveiling.

You found yourself constantly thinking about what lay ahead, wondering when the surprise would come, and how it would unfold. Every touch, every look from Elijah and Klaus seemed to carry a new layer of meaning, hinting at the depths of their longing.

One evening, as you lounged on the comfortable sofa, lost in a book, Klaus approached you with a knowing smile. "My dear, how about a little change of scenery?" he suggested, his voice dripping with intrigue. "Elijah is waiting for us."

You glanced up from your book, a mixture of excitement and apprehension coursing through you. "Where is he?" you asked.

Klaus chuckled, his gaze filled with mischief. "It's a surprise, love. You'll have to trust us."

With a silent nod, you closed your book and let Klaus lead the way. As you followed him through the grand house, your heart raced with anticipation, and your body tingled with a mixture of nervousness and excitement.

The destination remained a mystery until you reached the rooftop. A cool breeze swept over you, carrying the scents of the night and a breathtaking view of the city's lights. A blanket was spread out on the rooftop, complete with comfortable cushions and soft blankets. Soft twinkle lights hung above and there were a few candles placed about, the atmosphere sensual and romantic.

Elijah was waiting there, his hand found its way to yours, his fingers intertwining and he reassured you with a loving squeeze. He guided you near the makeshift bed, his hands on your waist, and he whispered into your ear, "This is where our adventure begins, beautiful one."

You could feel Klaus's presence behind you. "Are you ready, darling?" he asked.

With a mixture of excitement and determination, you met their gazes, your heart pounding in anticipation. "I trust both of you," you said, your voice unwavering.

Elijah's lips found yours in a sweet, lingering kiss, a promise of what was to come. Klaus, came up from behind and began kissing your neck, igniting a fire of longing within you.

“I have an idea,” you said softly, untying Elijah’s tie, pulling it off slowly and giving him a look full of desire. “Could you put this around my eyes?” you ask, a flush of embarrassment heating up your cheeks.

Elijah's eyes darkened with arousal as he watched you, understanding the vulnerability and trust behind your request. He gently took the tie from your hands and nodded, his touch reassuring as he carefully blindfolded you, tying the silk securely around your eyes.

The world around you plunged into darkness, heightening your other senses. You could feel the warmth of their bodies close to you and the steady rhythm of your own heartbeat. The anticipation hung thick in the air, making every touch and caress more electrifying.

With a delicate touch, Elijah's fingers trailed down the zipper of your dress, slowly revealing the soft skin underneath. The fabric slipped off your shoulders, pooling at your feet, leaving you in nothing but your underwear. His hands explored the curves of your body, igniting sparks of desire wherever they roamed.

Meanwhile, Klaus's lips continued to kiss your neck, his hands found the clasp of your bra, deftly undoing it and freeing your breasts to the night air. His touch was confident as he cupped them, his thumbs brushing over your hardened nipples. You bit your lip to suppress a moan, already incredibly turned on.

"I want to hear you, darling," Klaus murmured against your skin, he lightly grazed your nipples again, and you let out a soft gasp. “That's it,” he replied approvingly.

Elijah's fingers continued their exploration, tracing the outline of your wetness through the fabric of your panties. Your hips instinctively moved in rhythm with his touch, seeking more of the delicious friction he provided. Klaus, sensing your growing need, took your arms, pinning them gently behind you, leaving you completely at their mercy.

Elijah, emboldened by your responses, slipped a finger beneath your panties, his touch making your cheeks flush. He found your clit, rubbing it in slow, deliberate circles that made your head spin with pleasure. You couldn't help the moans that escaped your lips, your body writhing with desire, caught between the dual sensations of Klaus's firm hold and Elijah's teasing caresses.

"You're so responsive," Elijah murmured, his voice a low, seductive growl. His fingers continued their torturous exploration, each stroke pushing you closer. The blindfold heightened your senses, making everything more electrifying.

“And we have barely begun,” Klaus said as he continued to kiss your neck, occasionally nibbling on your ear, his free hand playing with your nipples.

Elijah slipped another finger beneath your panties, his touch quickening. He found your entrance, teasingly circling before slowly sliding inside you. You let out a soft gasp, a mixture of pleasure and surprise flooding your senses. His thumb maintained its rhythm on your clit, intensifying the sensations that threatened to overwhelm you.

Klaus's grip on your arms tightened slightly, he turned your head roughly, his lips finding yours in a fierce, demanding kiss that left you breathless.

"You taste exquisite," Klaus murmured against your lips, his words sending waves of pleasure straight to your core.

Delicious pressure began to build, pushing you closer to the edge. Your moans filled the night air, blending with the soft, wet sounds of Elijah's fingers inside you. The darkness of the blindfold amplified every touch, every sound, every breath, until you felt like you were on the precipice of a glorious fall.

"Please," you begged, your voice a desperate plea. The need in your voice was unmistakable, your body craving release.

Elijah's lips found yours again, swallowing your moans as he whispered against your mouth, his words a promise and a command. "Let go, my love. We're here to catch you."

Elijah's fingers expertly found the perfect angle, sending a shockwave of pleasure through your entire being. Your body convulsed with the force of your release, a loud cry escaping your lips.

As your senses slowly returned, you became aware of the warmth of their bodies pressed against yours, the rhythm of their breathing, the lingering echoes of pleasure that still pulsed through your veins. The tie around your eyes intensifying the intimacy of the moment.

Elijah's warm hand found yours, guiding you down onto the makeshift bed. Your body trembled with anticipation as you got on your knees, fully aware of the impending pleasure. The sound of rustling fabric filled the air as they undressed, their hands then guiding you onto your back, your head resting on the soft pillows.

Elijah positioned himself on your left, his lips tracing a path along your neck, his hands exploring your body and parting your legs. On your right, Klaus eagerly kissed you, his hands cupping and squeezing your breasts, eliciting soft moans from your lips.

"Such pretty sounds," Elijah murmured appreciatively, leaving a trail of kisses as he moved lower down your body.

"Allow me a taste, brother," Klaus requested, causing Elijah to pause his descent. You could feel Klaus positioning himself between your legs. Then suddenly you feel his tongue gliding along your wet folds, eagerly savoring your arousal. He was rougher than what you were used to with Elijah, he plunged three fingers into you with a sense of urgency as he teased your clit with his lips and teeth.

You whimpered, your hips moving in rhythm with his tongue, pleasure building within you, your hands pulling on his hair. Klaus used his free hand to hold your thigh down, while Elijah kissed you neck, whispering sweet things in your ear, his arm wrapped around your waist, momentarily stilling your movements.

Incoherent words spilled from your lips as the overwhelming sensations consumed you, the dual pleasure from their intimate touch becoming almost too intense to bear. Elijah's lips found yours in a hungry kiss, muffling your cries of pleasure. He held you tightly, his fingers trailing over your skin. Klaus continued to eat you out, his fingers moving inside you with a relentless rhythm. You felt like you were on fire, every nerve ending tingling with pleasure as your climax approached.

As the intensity of your pleasure peaked, you cried out their names, your body convulsing with the force of your release. Elijah and Klaus continued to touch you, prolonging your pleasure until you were left trembling and utterly spent, a sheen of sweat covering your skin.

Klaus's lips traveled to your thigh, where he kissed and sucked on the soft skin. Feeling his teeth graze along it, you sat up slightly, shaking your head in warning.

"Don't bite me, Klaus," you said firmly, your voice still shaky from your orgasm.

Klaus let out a disappointed sigh, wiping the wetness on his face onto your leg before moving away from you.

You could feel Elijah's smile against your neck. "Good girl," he hummed, capturing your lips in a passionate kiss. "You are mine," he declared, slipping his tongue into your mouth.

"You two are insufferable," Klaus chuckled lightheartedly as his hands traveled up your curves to your waist.

Suddenly, Klaus turned you around, pulling you onto his lap. You could feel the heat of Elijah's body settling behind you, his chest pressing into your back.

You gasped at the sudden change in position, Elijah's arms wrapped around you, holding you securely against his chest. Klaus's hands moved from your waist to your thighs, his thumb grazing your clit, making you tremble.

"Show us what you want," Elijah whispered in your ear, his hands cupping your breasts, his fingers gently teasing your nipples.

You reached out, your fingers grazing Klaus's chest before trailing down to find his cock, his size felt comparable to Elijah's. Sitting up, you adjusted your legs for better control and guided Klaus to your cunt, slowly lowering yourself. A smile played on your lips as you adjusted to his size, pleasure coursing through you.

Elijah hummed in your ear, his voice a soft murmur. "Taking my brother in so well," he observed. "You should see his face."

Elijah shifted, and you reached out for him, your hand finding his thigh near your face. You slid your hand up his leg to his cock, applying the perfect amount of pressure as you started to stroke him.

You began to rock your hips, gradually increasing your pace and Klaus let out a groan. His hands slid down to grip your ass, delivering a loud, harsh smack. You yelped, your movements faltering, and Klaus seized your hips roughly, taking control and making you bounce on his cock.

A loud moan escaped your lips, and you took Elijah into your mouth, sucking on the head before slowly taking more of him down your throat, your movements synchronized with Klaus's thrusts.

The room was filled with the sounds of your pleasure, the wet, rhythmic noises of your body moving against Klaus's, the soft slurping sounds as you took Elijah deeper into your mouth.

Klaus's grip on your hips tightened, guiding your movements as he thrust upwards, meeting your downward motions with a force that made your whole body tremble. He smacked your ass hard over and over in the same spot, it was stinging and burning, the mix of pain and pleasure making you tighten around him.

Your mouth began to drip with saliva, your eyes tearing up under the tie still around your head. Elijah's fingers tangled in your hair, urging you on as you took him in deeper, the sensation both overwhelming and exhilarating.

Elijah's voice was a low growl. "That's it, my love. Take us both. Show us how good you are."

Your moans were muffled around Elijah's cock, your body responding eagerly to their commands. The pleasure built within you, an intense heat coiling in your belly, threatening to consume you entirely.

With a final, powerful thrust, Klaus came inside you, his grip on your hips unyielding. His release triggered your own; waves of pleasure crashing over you as your body exploded. Elijah, too, reached his peak, his grip on your hair tightening almost painfully as he spilled himself into your mouth.

The three of you collapsed in a tangled mess of limbs and heavy breathing, spent from the intensity of your shared pleasure. Elijah pulled you into his chest, positioning you so you were lying next to him, holding you close and kissing you passionately.

"I have an idea; I'll be right back," Klaus said, getting up and leaving the roof.

Elijah gently removed the blindfold, his eyes filled with deep love and devotion as he looked at you. His hand moved to grip your thigh, pulling it up around his hip, you could feel his cock brushing against you.

"Are you alright?" he asked sweetly, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear with affection.

You nodded, still too blissed out to articulate your emotions. Your fingers traced his cheekbone softly, overwhelmed by the love and care he displayed.

"We can stop now if you want," he murmured gently, his warm brown eyes locked onto yours with concern.

"No, I want more," you replied with a shaky voice, offering him a sweet smile. "This is amazing."

Elijah's eyes softened with adoration, his thumb gently caressing your cheek. "As you wish," he whispered.

Shortly after, Klaus reappeared, carrying a sizable vibrator and a bottle of lube. Your eyes widened, uncertainty clouding your thoughts about taking things to that level.

Elijah's reassuring touch on your thigh comforted you, but your cheeks flushed, and you instinctively buried your head into his chest. "I don't know if she's up for it, Klaus," Elijah asserted firmly, his protective embrace around you unwavering.

"Oh, come now, darling. I promised to make you scream," Klaus said with a wild grin, his excitement evident as he settled down behind you.

You were caught between the anticipation of exploring further and the mild apprehension about what Klaus had in mind. Elijah's protective presence offered a sense of security, his warm fingers trailing soothing patterns on your thigh.

Elijah's words carried a tone of concern as he addressed Klaus, "Klaus, we need to be considerate of her feelings and comfort."

Klaus, undeterred by Elijah's caution, leaned in closer, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispered with a hint of mischief, "Don't worry. We'll take it slow, and if at any point you want to stop, just say the word."

Elijah kissed your forehead gently, offering silent support and reassurance. With cautious excitement, you gave a hesitant nod, pulling the blindfold back down over your eyes.

You felt both men shift around you, your body trembling again as a million naughty thoughts raced through your mind. You felt two hands dip under you, pulling you into a lap, your back against their front. You realized it was Klaus by his breathing, he began nibbling on your ear, sending heat straight to your core.

"Now, love, have you explored this territory before?" Klaus inquired, his hand venturing down between you, gently inserting a finger into your other hole. The tightness of the muscle pressed against his digit.

You nodded, biting your lip as you comprehended his suggestion. Klaus's lips curved into a knowing smile against your neck, his tongue tracing the delicate skin. "Tsk, tsk, I had no idea you and Elijah were so adventurous," he teased.

"Only for special occasions," Elijah chimed in from in front of you, his hands gripping your thighs possessively.

"Is it alright if I?" Klaus whispered in your ear. You nodded eagerly, your arousal already evident, the thought of having both of them at the same time driving you wild with desire.

With your consent, Klaus continued his teasing exploration, his skilled fingers working their magic, preparing you for what was to come. You felt a mix of anticipation and nervous excitement, the air crackling with the promise of a new, intense experience.

Elijah's hands, strong and reassuring, held your thighs gently, his touch grounding you amidst the whirlwind of sensations. "Relax, my love," he murmured, his voice soothing your nerves. You took a deep breath, trying to heed his words, finding comfort in his presence.

Klaus's touch was surprisingly gentle, his fingers working patiently, eliciting soft moans from your lips. Elijah leaned in, his lips tracing a path along your jawline, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine. "You're doing wonderfully," he praised, his words instilling you with confidence.

The blindfold heightened your other senses, making every touch, every breath, every word an intensified experience. Klaus's fingers worked its magic, and you felt a third finger join, stretching you gently. You gasped softly, your body adjusting to the new sensations.

"Are you ready for me?" Klaus asked, his voice a whisper against your ear.

"Yes," you moaned, the anticipation driving you wild.

You heard the sound of Klaus dispensing the lube, and then you gasped at the cold sensation as he applied it, preparing you for what was to come. Elijah's hands gently lifted you off of Klaus's lap, and then he slowly guided you back down onto Klaus's cock. The slow descent sent a burning sensation through you, making you whine and throw your head back, the overwhelming fullness momentarily taking your breath away. Elijah whispered soft reassurances in your ear as Klaus let out a guttural moan of pleasure.

Once you were fully seated, you leaned back into Klaus, your legs trembling as he kissed your neck and squeezed your breasts. The sensation of being filled by Klaus was both overwhelming and exhilarating. Your body stretched to accommodate him, a mix of pleasure and discomfort intertwining in a heady concoction. Elijah's hands remained on your hips, steadying you as you adjusted to the feeling of Klaus inside you.

Klaus's hands moved possessively over your body, his touch igniting a trail of fire wherever he roamed. He placed his hands under your legs, lifting them up and planting your feet on his thighs. His lips found the sensitive spot on your neck, eliciting a shiver from you. "You feel incredible," he murmured against your skin, his voice laced with desire.

Elijah, ever attentive to your needs, continued to whisper sweet reassurances in your ear. His hands gilded down your sides, his thumb brushing over your clit. The dual sensations of Elijah's touch and Klaus deep inside your ass sent shockwaves of pleasure through your body.

With Klaus's hands on your hips, he guided your movements up and down, setting a slow, deliberate pace. You began to rock your hips, your mouth falling open as you moaned loudly. The vibrator hummed to life, sending an electric thrill through your body. You eagerly followed the sound as Elijah moved it between your legs, the soft buzz against your clit causing you to cry out. Your hips moved erratically, swept away in the surge of pleasure.

The combined sensations of Klaus inside you and the vibrator against your most sensitive spot were driving you to the edge. Elijah could sense your mounting climax. His own desire burning hot, he longed to give you even more, he turned up the vibrator, sending a jolt of pure desire coursing through your body.

“Elijah,” you moaned, reaching out for him and gripping his chest. “I want you, please,” you begged.

Klaus let out a low chuckle. “Both of us at once?” he asked.

“Yes, please, yes,” you moaned, the buzzing sensation making it hard to articulate your desires.

“You look so beautiful like this,” Elijah said, removing the vibrator and setting it aside. "Are you ready, my love?" he asked.

You nodded, your breath catching in your throat. "Yes, Elijah, please," you whispered, your voice a desperate plea. The anticipation and need for them were overwhelming, the promise of being filled by both of them sending waves of longing through you.

Elijah went to remove the blindfold, but you shook your head gently. He let out a low hum, incredibly turned on by your desire. Both men repositioned you slightly, Klaus ran his hands along your legs, raising them into the air, careful not to hurt you with his cock still in your ass.

With a slow, deliberate movement, Elijah pushed inside you, his cock sliding into your cunt, filling you completely. The sensation of being stretched to your limits, taken by both men at once, was mind-blowing. Pleasure and pressure mingled in a divine concoction, your body adjusting to the dual intrusion. You gasped, your entire being consumed by the pleasure of having both of them inside you. The feeling of fullness, the friction, the stimulation—it was an overload of ecstasy that threatened to send you over the edge.

"Fuck, you feel incredible," Klaus groaned, his voice raw with desire.

Elijah's lips found yours, capturing your moans in a searing kiss. The air was filled with the sounds of your pleasure—the wet noises of sex and the passionate moans that escaped your lips.

Your moans mingled with theirs, the room filled with the sounds of passion as the three of you found a rhythm, moving together in perfect harmony. Elijah's hands roamed your body, worshiping every inch of your skin with his fingertips, his lips trailing a path of fire along your neck and shoulders.

Klaus's thrusts were slow and deep, the sensation of him moving inside you in tandem with Elijah was mind-blowing. Pleasure surged through you, igniting every nerve ending, until you felt like you were about to erupt.

"Elijah," you gasped, your voice a desperate plea, "Klaus, please, I'm so close."

The men responded to your pleas, their movements becoming more urgent, their touches more possessive. Klaus reached for the vibrator, pressing it against your clit and increased the intensity to max, the overwhelming sensation pushing you over the edge. Your body convulsed in ecstasy, your screams of release filling the air. The sensations of Klaus and Elijah inside you, the vibrations against your clit, and the overwhelming pleasure combined in a mind-shattering climax. You felt like you were falling, your mind consumed by the powerful waves of pleasure that crashed over you, drowning you in a sea of bliss.

The men's movements grew more frantic, spurred on by your release. With a final, desperate thrust, they found their own release, filling you with their cum.

Elijah and Klaus held you close as you rode out the waves of pleasure, their hands gentle and comforting. You were lost in the blissful haze, your body spent, your mind floating in the aftermath of your climax.

As the intensity of the moment began to fade, Klaus withdrew the vibrator, and they slowly pulled out of you. Elijah bent down and picked you up off of Klaus's lap, removing your blindfold and kissing you softly. You felt a mix of satisfaction and emptiness, your body still buzzing from the powerful release.

Elijah put you down between them, and they held you tenderly, their arms wrapped around you, offering comfort and warmth. The three of you lay entwined, basking in the afterglow of your shared passion. Elijah pressed a soft kiss to your forehead, his lips lingering there with a tenderness that melted your heart.

"Are you alright, my love?" he whispered, his voice a soothing melody.

You nodded, a contented sigh escaping your lips. "That was… fucking extraordinary," you confessed.

Elijah's arms tightened around you, his warmth and affection a comforting embrace. "I'm glad you enjoyed it," he murmured against your skin, his lips trailing tender kisses along your neck.

As you lay there in the intimate embrace of Elijah, his devotion radiating like a warm glow, you felt a surge of contentment wash over you. The intensity of your shared experience had bonded you even closer to him, and you realized the depth of the love you both shared.

Klaus, who had been merely a physical presence in this encounter, sat back, seemingly satisfied with the evening's events. His eyes held a spark of amusement, and he leaned in to place a chaste kiss on your cheek.

"Until next time, love," Klaus murmured, his tone light and playful, as he rose to his feet and began to dress.

"Thank you, both of you," you whispered, your voice filled with genuine appreciation. "This was an incredible experience."

Klaus winked at you both before making his way to the rooftop door. "It was my pleasure," he replied with a sly grin, and with a final wave, he disappeared into the night.

Alone with Elijah, you felt an overwhelming sense of love and connection. He kissed you gently, his lips conveying a depth of emotion that words couldn't capture. "Lets go get cleaned up," he suggested.

You nodded, feeling a sense of gratitude for his care and consideration. With his help, you stood up, your legs still a little shaky. You let out a giggle as Elijah scooped you up and carried you back inside, taking you to the bathroom, where he ran a warm bath for you, filling it with fragrant bubbles.

Elijah held you close as you both stepped into the bath, his arms wrapped securely around you as you leaned into him. He began to gently cleanse your skin, his touch tender and loving.

After the bath, he dried you off with care, his hands moving with gentle precision, as if you were the most delicate and precious thing in the world. He led you to the bedroom, where fresh sheets awaited you, inviting you to rest and recuperate.

As you settled into bed, Elijah laid beside you, his arms wrapped protectively around you as you rested your head on his chest. With a soft sigh, you closed your eyes, allowing yourself to be surrounded by the warmth and love of this extraordinary man, falling into a deep sleep.

{Part Two}{Part Three}

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rainyapricotcreatorparty · 9 months

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Disobedience

Elijah Mikaelson x reader

Gif not mine

Warnings: wrong grammar, pure smut, no plot. Minors DNI, somnophilia, spanking,bondage, oral m and f receiving, anal play, breast fetish, nipple play, dom!elijah x sub!reader, usage of nicknames, Hair pulling, Praise kink, slight. Breeding kink, orgasm denial, p in v, usage of sex toys.

Summary: Elijah promised a night to you, but he broke it so you decided to take matter into your own hands.

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You were so bored out of your mind that you were sitting in the living room with a book in your lap. Klaus was a pain in the ass, even though you occasionally liked him and everything, and Elijah was off doing business with him. Elijah promised that this evening would be all yours. You were told to wait for him and do nothing until he returned at 7, or you would be punished. You've had it with him being three hours late. You closed the book before dumping it on the couch. Well, if he can't provide you pleasure, you will do it yourself even tho it was hard sometimes to do it on your own, but fuck it.

Elijah had a lot of white shirts, so losing one to you was nothing. You ripped open the closet and rummaged through Elijah's clothing. You quickly take off your sweatpants and leggings before throwing your top over your head, leaving you completely bare. You buttoned up his shirt and put it on. You put on his shirt and buttoned it up. The shirt was long it covered your ass. You left the first 3 buttons open and climbed into bed. Goosebumps covered your body as the soft fabric moved against your skin. You could see your nipples through the shirt. You ran your fingers over them, the fabric being the only barrier there.

The shirt smelled like Elijah. You whimpered, wishing he was here. You moved your hands down your body and pulled the fabric up until your bottom half was bare gasping as the cold air hit your pussy. You moved your hand further down till you were palming yourself. You were already wet from the thought of Elijah barging in the room and catching you, pleasuring yourself. The thrill was too much. You ran your finger up and down your clit. You felt the wetness against your finger and started by pushing one finger in. You moaned at the feeling, your other hand grabbing the sheet in a tight grip. You started to pump them in and out and added a second finger. Whining wishing it was his fingers that were pumping inside of you.

"Fuck Elijah" You found your sweet spot and started to move your fingers in a come here motion and moaned as you started to get closer to your orgasm. You bit your lip hard and pinched your nipples between your thumb and index finger, causing a surge of pleasure down your spine and straight down. You cried out, pushing your face into the pillow beside you and crying Elijah's name out as you came. Coming down from your high, you still weren't satisfied. You wanted more. You needed more. After 2 more orgasms you were finally satisfied and too tired to do anything your wetness trickled down your clit wetting the sheets beneath you and your thighs were wet from how much you kept rubbing them together for more friction. You went to the bathroom and did your businees, and went straight to bed. You grabbed a pillow and hid your face in it, and looked at the clock it was now midnight. You groaned and closed your eyes, letting the darkness take over.

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It was after midnight when Elijah entered through the door. He was upset because he had broken his promise. He was aware of your need and desire as well as how long you had to wait. As he entered, gently closing the door, he exhaled as he heard your peaceful breath coming from your room. He intended to make amends and give you the long-awaited pleasure he had promised. He approached the door, which was slightly ajar, and took a long breath to prepare himself before stopping abruptly. He took another whiff of the air and couldn't get enough of the scent. It belonged to you—your arousal and your release. He entered the room in quiet steps to see you deep asleep on your back, your hair lying flawlessly around your head in his shirt. He saw the wetness underneath. You had disobeyed his orders and had touched yourself. Even though he was late, that still did not mean for you to go on and pleasure yourself. That was his job. Nobody, not even yourself, can touch you. His scowl grew, and he crept slowly towards the edge of the bed where he silently stood in awe of you. Although it was probably unsettling, he didn't care. He could always admire you because you were his. Unless, of course, you were uncomfortable, but he knew that you loved it when he stared at you like he was falling in love all over again.

He placed his suit jacket neatly on one of the chairs after taking off his shoes and socks. He carefully climbed into bed, rubbed his nose lightly over your covered nipple before bringing it into his mouth, and sucks firmly, feeling the puffiness under his lips. He kisses a line from your neck to your breast. He runs a hand down your body, and grabbed one of your legs, laying wet kisses from toe till your inner thighs You were still wet, and there was still dampness on the bed from where you had come before. His rough fingertips felt your silky skin as they trailed up and down your leg. Without waking up, you let out a breath and tilted your head to the side. He put a finger on your clit and began to stroke it, and you responded by moaning in the back of your throat.

As he continued to rub circles on your clit, your fluids began to wet his finger, which was enough for him to slide his thick finger inside you. He groaned lightly at the feeling of you clasping around his finger. He hovered above you, loving the way his shirt's material allowed just a hint of your nipples to show. You were alluring in his clothing. He delicately stroked his finger over your right nipple while he fingered you. His eyes were only able to see your right breast since he had pulled the fabric off your shoulder. He started licking and biting your nipple right away, tasting the sweetness of your skin. The tip was slightly red from his soft nibbling.

He moved away from your breast and began to kiss the fabric as he sank till he reached your clit. You cried out his name in your sleep as you struggled to close your legs, but he maintained a strong hold on your thighs and prevented you from doing so. He immediately slid his tongue to your clit and began eating you out.

Your eyes were lazily opened to the most stunning scene. Elijah was between your legs, staring at you while lightly stroking your exposed skin with his lips. His lovely hair was immediately ruined by your hands running through it, which also forced his face closer to your body heat. You moaned out loud as he added a second finger in you, his finger moved slowly and delicately inside you, hitting your sweet spot and slowly building up your orgasm.

"Elijah, please, I'm so close," you say in between gasps. He locked eyes with you as he stopped and pulled his fingers out of you. You whimpered at the emptiness. "You dare whine when I refuse you from your release after you disobeyed me?" He asked in a dark tone. "But you promised you would be back early," you said in a whisper "Yes I did, but if you had obeyed, I would have given you a greater reward than the one you were going to get" he said in a stern voice. "How many times have you come?" He asked. "Three.." you whispered in response. His eyes darkened, and suddenly, you were pulled by your legs, gasping in shock he pulled you over his lap, laying you down your stomach. He kissed you behind your ear. "Such a bad girl," he whispered. When you shifted your head back to allow him access to your lips, he let out a single breathy chuckle. When you felt a harsh slap to your ass, you yipped and jumped slightly, then groaned somewhat as the sting lingered across your skin.

"Be a good little girl and count them out for me." He informed you.

"How many?" After a little pause, you whimpered. He smirked and said, "As many as I want, my chére"

When he slapped you again, you bit down on your lip and cursed because you bit down too hard. "One! Im sorry, sir. " You let out a yelp.

Smack

"Two! I'm sorry, sir, " you moaned.

Smack

"Three! I'm sorry, sir"

Smack

"Four! I'm sorry, sir," you whined at the stinging feeling.

SMACK

"Five! I'm sorry, sir, " you cried out.

He runs his hands around your lower back before slipping them between your legs as wetness runs down your thighs.

“You are so wet my love” he said as he started to move his fingers inside and then taking them out.

After five more, your bum was red with his handprint. He made you sit up with your legs on either side of his legs, your face at the base of his neck breathing heavily.

"Good girl, you did so well for me, little one," he said, his voice deep in your ears making a shiver run down your spine and straight to your core. He gently moved his hands under the fabric and felt your skin of your back from underneath. You take a sharp breath. You grind your hips down on him, already feeling the hard bulge in his trousers.

"Does that mean you will finally fuck me?"

He smiled softly "No" he said in her ear and slightly sucked on her earlobe. You let out a whine and try to create friction between the heat between your legs and Elijah's now full hard bulge in his suit pants. He placed his rough hands on your hips to stop your movement.

"So needy," he said while smirking.

"You look stunning in my clothes, my love." He whispers in your ear. You can feel the blood rushing to your face as you blush a beautiful red. He pulls the left tip of fabric at your shoulders down to expose your breast. His hand felt the weight of your breast as he greedily latched his mouth on your erected nipple. He massaged the other one through the fabric. You bit your lip to stop yourself from moaing. He looked up at you. "Never try to hide your moans, little one, I want to hear every sweet sound that comes out of your lips." You blush a pretty red, and he smirked as he continued to suck on your nipple. You moaned loudly as he bit down softly on your nipple.

You needed him now. You rest your hands on his thick thighs and slowly climb down between his legs. "Can I please suck your dick sir?" You asked sweetly as you locked eyes with Elijah. Dark eyes stared back straight to your soul, Elijah always had such an intense gaze.

"Because you asked so nicely," you quickly fiddle with the zipper of his suit pants. You pull down his briefs and let his cock free hitting his stomach. It stood tall and thick with a little curve, his mushroom tip red with a little pre cum oozing out. You let out a small moan it looked painful. You wanted to relieve and pleasure him. Wrapping your hand around his cock delicately, your hand didn't fully wrap around his cock from how thick it was. You blushed when you thought of his dick stretching you out. You pump your hand up and down his length slowly as you lick your way from bottom to top, feeling the veins that lines his cock. Elijah takes a sharp breath in as he runs his hands through your long brown hair. You kiss the tip of his cock while looking up and intensly locking eyes with him. You put the tip in your mouth sucking while your hands wrap around his length and the other fiddling with his balls. He throws his head back, groans escaping his throat. You start to take more of his length down your throat. Your eyes watered, and you gagged a little, but you took a breath through your nose. Elijah's hands tighten on your hair as he starts to push you head down, resulting in taking more of his length. Elijah moans as his cock hits the back of your throat.

"You look so pretty taking that cock down your throat." He said making you moan around his cock and sending vibrations straight to his length. He felt shivers down his spine as he groans. He couldn't control himself as he started to thrust his hips into your throat, his strong hold on your hair holding you down. Saliva started dripping at either side of your face, and you looked up at Elijah. His eyes were closed with his head thrown back. You felt a sense of pride run through your body. Your hand went to your heat and you start to rub circles on your clit wanting to feel friction. Soon, Elijah took notice of where your hands were.

"Did I give you permission to touch yourself?" He asks in a dark voice. You come to a stop as he pulls himself out of your mouth. Whining he lightly slaps you. It didn't hurt, but the sting went straight to your core. "It seemed your last punishment wasn't enough." He said.

You were suddenly thrown on the bed with him hovering over you. "Take off the shirt," he commanded in an angry voice. You quickly discarded the material off you. He took the belt that was on the bed and tied down your hands down, pulling them over your head. He stands on his knees and your legs between them as he starts to unbutton his shirt. You slightly see his defined abs. He pulls at his tie after losing it he slides off his neck.

Your vision goes black as Elijah covers your eyes with the soft fabric of his tie. Your senses heighten, you hear him shuffle around and finally felt his hot breath down your neck.

"You will only come when I give you permission to." Elijah was furious. You were acting like a brat, not following his orders. He loved a little of challenge to show who is in control, but you disobeyed his orders just because of the beauty and sweet punishment. Mear pleasure. You wanted Elijah to be angry to show you who is in control. You hear him shuffling around at the bedside table. You were suddenly turned around on your stomach, and knees ass high up in the air. Your breathing was uneven. You didn't know what to expect. You felt the bed shift from behind you and felt his fingers at your entrance teasing the pearl on your clit. You were shuddering at the sweet pleasure, an orgasm slowly building. Slick juices start seeping out, coating Elijah's thick fingers. You clench around his fingers, swallowing his fingers.

He moved it around and up to your other hole. You jolt up gasping as he moved his finger at the muscle ring. Gripping the sheets underneath your tied hands, you hear Elijah open a bottle, squirting some of the material in his hand, but you can already guess what it was. You felt the cold lube on Elijah's finger moving around your hole. You involuntary clench tensing at the feeling.

"Relax, little one," he said lovingly. Taking a deep breath, you relax your muscles and start to feel Elijah slowly inserting his finger. Moaning to the sensations to both pleasure and pain, slowly adding another finger after a while. The sensation of being stretched out under Elijah was stimulating. Elijah moved his fingers in scissors motion stretching your insides. You let out a string of sounds from your throat at the feeling. Slowly, he slid his fingers out, making you exhale, and his fingers were replaced by a cold metal butt plug stretching you out. You shudder at the cold feeling but slowly got used to it.

"You look angelic with the white jewel in your ass little one," He said in his deep voice. You whined at him. Elijah always loved the colour white. He thought you looked like an angel in white. His angel. You were his, his to pleasure, his to own. He slapped you ass cheek only for you to jolt up, and a moan escaped your throat. Elijah turned you back on your back. You felt his hands at your sides feeling around your body.

"You are bewitching, my love," he said as he moved his hands between your legs, stroking your thighs.

"Please, Elijah," you breathe out, wiggling your body on the bed.

"What do you need? I can't do anything till you tell me, " he says with a smile in his voice.

"Please, touch me," you say.

"Where?" You were frustrated now, he was teasing you to no end.

"My clit, please Lijah" you whined.

"Here?" He hands palmed your heat and two fingers stroking your pearl, causing the pleasurable sensation to flow through, making you arch your back, as you moaned out Elijah's name like a prayer. The fact that you couldn't see only heightened your senses, which built up your orgasm.

"Do you think you deserve it after your disobedience?" He asked. Stopping, you felt the bed shift.

"Yes, please, I will be good." And a sound of vibrations met your ears. Elijah spread your legs and shrieked at the sudden sensation of the vibrator. It was against your clit, Elijah held down the vibration while his other hand was slowing stroking your slit collecting you juices and spreading them around.

Suddenly, the vibrations became stronger, causing millions of electric shocks to run through your entire body. Moaning loudly, you arch your back and your hands holding down on the mattress cover so hard you can feel them turning white. Your orgasm was slowly closing, your heat clenching around nothing in need for something to fill your empty hole. However, when you finally feel the knot about to unravel. The vibrations slowed down suddenly, and losing the orgasm made a whine to string out of your throat. You wanted to scream at him for making teasing into oblivion. It was almost painful at that point.

“No please let me cum” you whined in plea wanting to finish off and ride your orgasm. “This is what happens when you act like a brat and disobey me” he said in a deep voice in your ear. You whine and move your body against the toy to create friction wanting release, but alas he pulls it away.

"Beg for it, little one" you inhale a breath and curl your fingers at the sheets beneath you.

"Please Sir let me cum. I'm sorry I disobeyed you. Please fuck me, use my hole for your pleasure Sir." You breathed out your legs spreading wider and your hole clenching on air, begging to be filled to the brim.

You shudder at the feeling of his fingers softly grazing your inner thighs causing goosebumps to cover your entire body and more of you arousal dripping from your desperate hole.

"Yes, my love tell me what you need beg me to fuck your needy tight hole" He groans as he kisses his way up your thighs. You loved the feeling of his soft lips. He nibbled and sucked at your skin you can feel the bruises those are gonna leave. You continued to beg him. Elijah felt euphoric as he heard your little moans and whines that escaped your throat.

"You are so good for me little one, maybe I should reward you." you felt finger slowly rubbing your clit you arousal coating his fingers it. He pushed the finger deep inside filling you up he started to move in a "come to me" motion. You bit your lower lip trying to push your moans down to your throat. Suddenly Elijah's hand came to your throat pressing at the sides of your neck blocking your airway not enough to hurt but enough for you to feel the pleasure of it.

"Don't hide your moans from little one, let them out, let me hear your sweet angelic moans" He commands in your ear. Adding a second finger inside of you. He easily found your G-spot, moans leave your mouth loudly, not stopping them. Elijah's fingers move faster, you can feel your orgasm building up, you clench around his fingers. Elijah keeps the same pace while hitting the spot that made you see stars.

"Cum for me little one" At his command you came on his fingers your orgasm covering his fingers. Your legs shaking aggressively at the power of the orgasm. Your chest going up and down at the intense orgasm. He pulls out of you can hear the sound of your arousal as he pulled out you moan at that. Suddenly the tie was off your eyes. your eyes adjust to the sift light that filled the room. You look down at Elijah to find him licking your arousal from his fingers while making eye contact. Blood rushes to your cheeks at the action.

"You taste wonderful my dear, I can never get enough of you my sweet" he said with a smirk. You bite your lower lip at his statement your cheeks were getting more red by the second.

Elijah got off the bed and started stripping out his pants his cock stood proud as he pulled off his undergarments. You admired his figure as he climbed back on the bed hovering above you. You loved the feeling of him on top it felt like he was protecting you from the world.

Elijah takes his cock in his hand and started to rub it against your clit softly teasing your entrance.

"P-please" you moan out pushing your body against his cock. "Tell me what you need" he whisper in you ear. "Please fuck me-" suddenly he pushed his cock filling your insides you gasping at the sudden pressure in your lower body. Your mouth falls open and moans fly out of your throat. He pulls out till the tip and pushes back hitting that spot that made you see stars. He thrust was slow and hard. He groans and started to nib at your erected nipple. His groans cause shivers down to your core. You loved the sounds he made. "You feel so good my love" he moans out. You can already feel your orgasm building at that comment.

A shocked moan escapes your lips when Elijah hands came down to your lower belly gently adding pressure to the your stomach. He moans as he feels himself through your stomach. "Can you feel me little one?" He questions. "Can you feel how I fill you up? I'm gonna fill you up with my seed I will mark you so everyone knows that you are mine" He says with a deep voice. His thrust started to take speed hitting your sweet spot so good.

"Look at me little one, look at how my cock fits your perfect pussy, you are perfect for me" You eyes travels down to your conjoined body. He was right you were like puzzle piece fitting so well. You moan as you see how wet his cock was from your insides.

"Elijah please untie me I need to touch you please" You pulling at the belt that tied your hands together. He started to remove the belt once your hands were freed they fly around Elijah bringing him impossibly closer. Your nails digging in his back making a moan escape his lips. He started to speed up his cock hit your cervix. "Elijah I'm so close" you whined out. "You are not aloud to cum until I tell you" his thrusts were brutal in the most beautiful way. Your filled the air with your moans and Elijah's heavy breath and groans, paired the sound of Elijah's hips slapping yours.

"Cum for me little one" that was the only sign you needed. your orgasm crushed down at you. Your vision turns white, your body slumps down after that orgasm. Elijah continued to thrust inside of you in a fast pace. He started to rub your sensitive clit, you gasp at the sudden feeling.

"Elijah please, I can't, I'm sensitive." you said pleading for some mercy. "Not yet little one, I will not stop until you are filled with my seed" he groans in your ear.

Suddenly he man handled you and turned you around. You were on your knees with arms under your neck, your ass up. Elijah continued to thrust in you from behind, another orgasm building. Elijah's hand crawls up your back going the roots of your hair and pulled you hair back. Your back touched his chest, he brought your lips to his kissing you like a hungry man, devouring you completely in the kiss. You kiss back desperately, your arm pulled at his necking trying to bring him closer. Elijah kept playing with your clit making your legs shake uncomfortably. You moaned in the kiss. Your orgasm was already nearing.

"I can feel you are close my dear" he whispers in your ear, shivers run down your spine. Elijah thrusts start became sloppy with each thrust. You can feel him throbbing inside you.

"Cum with me my love" He commands cumming inside of you fill you to the brim. instantly your orgasm came crashing down, you feel your insides getting filled up with his seed. Both of your moans join together at the intense orgasm. After what seemed like hours riding down your orgasms.

He brings you down to the bed softly. You were exhausted and satisfied. "You were so good little one, you did amazing" He whispers in your ear. He spoons you from behind you. He turned you around and sat beside. Suddenly you feel his fingers pushing inside. "You will not waste any of it. You are gonna take it all" He continues to push his seed inside you. You moan at the feeling and blood rushes to your cheeks. "Say it" He growls. "I'm yours" you say. "And I'm yours little one" He whispers to you as your eyes met his. You smile at that his hands gently rubbing your face. He holds you close as you lay your head on his chest and darkness start to take over. "Rest little one"

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Someday | E.M.

Title: Someday

Requested: Yes/No

Summary: A girl and an original, sounds like a fantasy, but nothing is impossible when it comes to love.

A/N: It's been a hot minute since I posted a fic, so hopefully this is half as decent as I hope it is and you guys like it

The story of a girl and her vampire: if any outsider were to hear the story, it would sound crazy, almost like some sort of fantasy.

Shutting the door of the taxi, you stepped out into the cobblestone streets and took a deep breath.

“Finally.” You thought, having achieved your lifelong dream of moving to New Orleans.

Lugging your suitcase behind you, you searched for the address of the place you’d be staying at.

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“And here is your room.” Cami, a friend from high school who’d you be staying with gestured to the guest room next to her own room.

“Thanks Cami. You’re the best!” You smiled, proceeding to give the girl a hug, “I promise I’ll move out the minute I find a more affordable apartment.”

She laughed, “Nonsense, stay here as long as you like. Anyway, I have to go back to my shift at the bar now but when I close up, we can definitely go out for dinner.”

“Sounds great! I can also help out at the bar if you want.” You offered.

“Stop.” The blonde grinned, “You are my guest and you will do no such thing. Now go and unpack.”

“Fine. Fine.” You gave in with a playful eye roll.

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“Does this place do deliveries? I don’t think I want to eat anywhere else ever again.” You took a sip of water making Cami laugh.

“I’m pretty sure they do.” She said as the waiter dropped off the bill.

While Cami was searching for her wallet in her bag, you pulled out some cash and hurriedly gave it to the waiter, “Take it before she finds hers.”

Realizing what had just happened, Cami gave you a pointed look, “Y/N.”

“Cami.” You mirrored her tone, giving her the same look, “It’s on me, I swear.”

“But-” She tried to protest.

“Shh.” You interrupted, “You’re already practically giving me a place to stay, provided that I pay for my share for the water and electricity bills. Ever since I have arrived, you have been nothing but incredibly generous to me. Let me do this.”

“Fine.” Cami gave in with a roll of her eyes, “But when you go to the bar, drinks are on me.”

This made you smile, “Now who am I to turn down free drinks?”

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“Who are the Mikaelsons?” You asked after Cami had told you that you should come along to a party they were hosting that night.

“They’re the most influential family in Orleans.” She said, ruffling through her closet in search of something to wear, “The Mikaelsons are practically like royalty.”

You raised a brow in question, “So, they’re pretentious?”

“Not all of them.” Cami smiled, “Klaus is a little though, but the rest of them aren’t so.”

Laughing, you said, “Can’t wait to meet them. I don’t have a dress though.”

“There’s a boutique down the corner.” Cami said, “When can go take a look there if you want.”

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Cami sure wasn’t joking when she said that the Mikaelsons were like royalty.

The compound you and Cami had just walked into was majestic and almost mansion-like. The lights that decorated the walls just seemed to make the place even bigger.

“That’s just the tip of the iceberg.” Cami said, noticing how awestruck and speechless you were.

“First thought that came into my mind was ‘you’re joking’. But, after seeing this, I think it's not entirely impossible.” You said.

“Camille! Glad to see you could make it.” A deep and husky voice boomed from the corridor as the owner approached the two of you.

“Klaus.” Your friend smiled, “Nice to see you too.”

“I see you’ve also brought a friend.” The man, or rather Klaus, mused before turning to you, “I’m sure that I’ve already been introduced by my entrance, so, may I know your name?”

“I’m Y/N.” You smiled.

“Niklaus.” A man in a suit came up next to Klaus, almost appearing out of thin air, “Are you causing someone an inconvenience again?”

Klaus dramatically gasped, now turning his attention to the man next to him, “I’m offended at how you think I bother everyone.”

“That seems to be the case, sometimes.” The man nods to Cami, “Camille.”

He then turns to you, a small smile growing on his handsome face while he reaches for your hand and brushes his lips against your knuckles, “And may I be able to put a name to that beautiful face?”

Giggling, you could feel the butterflies starting to stir, “I’m Y/N and you are?”

“Elijah.” He answered.

“So, Y/N. May I have this dance?” Elijah asked, offering a hand to you.

Glancing over at Cami, she gave a nod along with a subtle wink.

“I would love to.” You grinned, taking his hand and he led you away from your friend.

That was where it all started, with two lonely hearts beating in the dark.

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“Your company has been the best I’ve had in a while.” Elijah smiled as the two of you stopped in front of Cami’s house. Cami had disappeared with Klaus leaving you to fend for yourself.

“Glad to have been of service then.” You laughed.

“Hopefully, this isn’t the last time I’ll be catching any sight of your captivating presence.” He said.

“I assure you, Elijah, you won’t be getting rid of me that easily.” You smiled.

The gentleman smiled as well, kissing along your knuckles the same way when you had first met earlier, “I’ll be counting on that.”

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“I’m home!” It’s been a month since your arrival to New Orleans, finally having signed a lease for your own apartment, the only downside was the fact that you couldn’t move there for another month.

“So, how was your date?” Cami came into the living room as you were kicking off your shoes.

Rolling your eyes at her teasing, you retorted, “Cami, how many times do I have to tell you that it's’ not a date. Elijah and I just went to watch theater like friends do.”

“Yeah, friends do go to the theater but even a blind person could see how you and Elijah are a far cry from friends.” She said.

You went to the kitchen to get some water, “Touche, I can literally say the same about you and Klaus.”

Cami was immediately on your trail, “Klaus and I acknowledge our feelings. You and Elijah don’t. It seems like both of you have this intense fear of rejection. To be honest, the two of you would be a pretty amazing couple.”

“Is my crush on him that obvious?” You asked, leaning against the door of the fridge.

“Even someone who doesn’t believe in the concept of love could see it.” She confirmed, throwing a teasing smile.

“Oh my-” You groaned, “Then this means that he knows as well.”

Although Cami had been successful at holding back a laugh, a grin still appeared on her face as she fondly shook her head as a mother would, “You and him are the only people oblivious to each other’s feelings.”

“Whatever.” You felt the heat starting to take over your face, “I’m going out, we’re out of milk.”

“In the middle of the night?” Cami asked.

You started putting your shoes on, “No better time.”

–

For the past half hour, you couldn’t stop thinking about what your friend had said, could Elijah possibly bear the same feelings for you?

Strangely, the city sounds and the gravel crunching under your feet didn’t distract you at all. But you couldn’t shake off the strange feeling you had, almost like your gut was telling you that something is…eerie.

You could’ve sworn that someone had to be walking behind you but when you turned around, there was nothing but a gust of wind rattling the leaves.

Brushing it off as a figment of your imagination and the fact that it was almost midnight, you started on the way back home, how on earth did you think that a store would sell you some milk at this hour?

In an attempt to get rid of the chill that was running through your whole body, you tucked your hands into the pockets of your coat.

Then, under a split second, you were suddenly thrown against the wall - feeling a bit dizzy from the impact.

You kicked and tried to scratch the person but then the man holding you captive, grinned and flashed his fangs.

At first, you thought that you had gone mad. It was practically impossible for vampires to exist. Then the man’s eyes started to darken and the veins on his face became prominent as he said, “Guess I’m getting some dessert after all.”

Nothing prepared you for this moment, in school, they never exactly taught what to do in case you run across a vampire (who also happened to not actually exist in the first place).

As the sharp points of the fangs inched closer, you braced yourself for the worst, hoping that you would jolt awake in your bed and find out that this entire thing was just some nightmare.

The grip on your throat suddenly loosened as the man in front of you limply dropped to the ground.

“Are you okay? Did he hurt you?” The husky voice of your savior pulled you out of your shock.

“Elijah?” If you thought that the prospect of vampires being real was enough of a surprise for a lifetime, wait till you are met with Elijah Mikaelson, seemingly wiping blood off his hands as a real heart lay discarded at his side while he asked if you were okay.

“Do you want me to walk you back to Cami’s?” He asked.

“Did you just…” You started feeling dizzy, feeling completely overwhelmed with everything to be processed in the last few minutes, “pull his heart out?”

He was rendered speechless, not actually expecting that you would ask this. After a moment of silence, he answered cautiously, “Yes.”

“H-how?” You asked, not really sure if you wanted to know the answer.

Elijah looked defeated as he offered a small smile, “Let me walk you back to Cami’s and I’ll explain everything once we get there.”

In an attempt to lighten some of the tension, you asked, “Promise you won’t bite?”

Elijah laughed, “Promise.”

–

It’s been two weeks since you were told of the grand secret of New Orleans: that werewolves, witches and vampires not only roamed the streets but were also practically like royalty and the Mikaelsons happened to be called the “Originals” which are the very first vampires ever.

It’s also been two weeks since you had last seen Elijah Mikaelson.

After doing everything, even dropping by the compound in desperate hopes that you would actually see him - it was almost like he was avoiding you.

Okay, he was actually avoiding you.

“Hello ‘Bekah.” You grinned as the blonde greeted you with a kiss to the cheek, ‘as the French do’.

“This is exciting! We haven’t gone shopping in ages.” She asked with a mirroring smile, looping her arm around yours almost dragging you to the shopping center.

–

“So, if you don’t mind me asking, did you and Elijah have a fight or something?” Rebekah asked out of the blue while browsing the dresses.

“No. Why?” You replied.

“The two of you just seem so awfully distant lately.” She said, “And Elijah’s been in some kind of somber mood, he practically just shuts himself in his room all day. It’s Klaus who normally does that.”

“He’s been avoiding me for two weeks, ever since the incident with a vampire.” You said.

She raised a brow in question, “What incident?”

“You mean he didn’t tell you?” You then recounted how you discovered the secret that lies beneath the streets of New Orleans.

–

Taking a deep breath, your fist hung an inch away from the door to Elijah’s room. After telling Rebekah the whole story, she pestered (and almost dragged) you to go to Elijah and talk it out.

You were about to knock when the door suddenly swung open. Elijah Mikaelson stood there, in a white shirt and pyjama pants, looking very much surprised.

“Y-Y/N? What’re you doing here?” He asked once he had finally come around.

“I’m worried.” You admitted, “You’ve been avoiding me for two weeks. I had no idea if something had happened to you or if you were mad at me or something.

“I’m a vampire, an Original vampire, for goodness sake.” Elijah said, “I’m a monster, Y/N/N, I could hurt you. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“‘Lijah, what’re you talking about? You’re anything but a monster. You’re literally the sweetest person I know.” You protested.

“Aren’t you terrified by the prospect that I was transformed into a creature that feeds off of blood? A creature that nearly killed you?”

“I’m not and you wanna know why? Because I know the real you and you’re far from just a vampire.”

“But-” Before he could utter another word you suddenly pressed your lips to his, effectively shutting him up.

“That was.” Elijah grinned as he found it difficult to find the words to describe just how perfect it was.

You giggled, looping your arms around his neck, “If you’re going to pick back up on your monologue, I’m seriously kicking you.”

The vampire chuckled, “I can’t seem to recall what the topic was anymore.” before pulling you in for another kiss.

–

The sun was shining, the air was cool, and all the factions of New Orleans were at peace - nothing could seem more perfect.

Especially with your arm looped around Elijah’s.

“It feels like eternity since I last saw this.” Elijah mused.

“Saw what?” You asked.

“This.” He emphasized, “Everything is at peace, almost as if we were in some sort of paradise.”

Looking up at him with a smile, you said, “As long as I’m around you, everyday is paradise.”

The original chuckled, pecking a kiss to your cheek, “Now look who’s stealing my lines.”

“What?” You feigned offence, “Would you rather someone else did?”

“Never in a million years.” Elijah answered.

–

“Where is she? Bring me to her, this instance!” Elijah almost screamed as he bursted through the doors of the compound.

“Elijah, you need to calm down, she’s okay.” Rebekah said in an attempt to console her brother.

“I saw her, Rebekah, I know she isn’t okay - it’s my fault, I need to see her.” Her older brother pleaded.

“She’s in the guest room with Cami.”

As soon as the blonde uttered these words, Elijah ran to the room in question, “Camille! How is she?”

Cami shushes him, “She’s okay Elijah, her injuries looked worse than they actually were, she’s just resting now.”

The original breathed a sigh of relief as he sat down on the seat Cami had been occupying earlier while nursing you, “Thank you Cami, I’m sorry for what happened.”

Cami gave him a reassuring smile, “It’s not your fault Elijah, none of us would’ve seen it coming.”

She then left the room, closing the door behind her to give you and Elijah some privacy.

“Y/N, you shouldn’t be here, go home, it’s too dangerous.” Elijah said the moment he saw you.

“I can’t Eli, I can’t stay home knowing that all of you are out here.” You protested.

“It’s too dangerous out here, you could get seriously hurt and I don’t want that.” He argued.

Before you could argue any further, Elijah immediately vampire-sped you to a secluded part of the area, “Stay here and don’t come out unless you are in grave danger or I come to pick you up.”

With a roll of your eyes, you quickly pressed a kiss to lips, “Little advice, getting stabbed with the white oak stake, because that will surely get you killed.”

Despite the ongoing battle, Elijah managed to smile, “I’ll take note of that then.”

–

Elijah would surely lecture you for this, that is if the both of you make it out of this alive.

It feels like actual torture to just stand around and wait for the battle to be over, so naturally, you ignored what Eliah had tol you and set out to fight.

Setting aside the tragedy, the whole scenery almost looked like something out of a movie - the blood splattered everyday could’ve been enough to stage a couple of crime scenes, hearts lay discarded, almost indistinguishable figures moved in and out and fortunately, no one has noticed you.

That’s when you saw it, Lucien with the white oak stake in his hand, ready to stab an unsuspecting Elijah busy fighting another vampire.

So, you did the natural thing and took the stake for him.

Elijah closed his eyes, he could still remember the way his senses told him that something was wrong a little too late, the way the blood soaked your shirt, your pained scream.

He was supposed to protect you, how could he let that happen?

“Elijah…” He suddenly heard the voice he so desperately wanted to hear.

“Y/N/N,” Elijah stood up, stroking your hair, “How’re you feeling?”

You smiled at him, “I’m feeling fine, shoulder’s just a bit sore.”

“I’m sorry, I should’ve been able to protect you, I was supposed to keep you safe. How do I manage to kill every woman I love?” He said.

“It’s not your fault, you protected me, you literally had me hide in a safe place. I was the one who walked into the battlefield.” You insisted.

A slight pout formed on Elijah’s lips, “But you still got hurt, you literally got stabbed. I should’ve just brought you back to the compound first.”

“And let you get stabbed with the white oak stake? Not a chance.” You laughed.

“But you got hurt.”

“And you’re alive, would you rather it be the other way around?”

“I don’t like it when you get hurt.”

“I told you to avoid the white oak stakes.”

You sighed, intertwining your hands, “Eli, I’m not a damsel in distress, I appreciate that you want to protect me but know that I can also protect you. It’s basically just give and take.”

“For as long as I can remember, I’ve always protected everyone I loved.” He said.

“Then, me and your family will always be here to protect you.” You answered.

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xosharieee · 10 months

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His Perfect Angel

Elijah mikaelson x reader!

"I will not tolerate such vulgar things to come out of your mouth Y/n he said cupping your jaw .

"Do you understand if i hear anything that is unpleasant to my ears you will be punished ." Elijah said sternly.

God you had such a sweet face but a dirty mouth , not wanting to test Elijah you nodded your head . "Yes sir " you whispered in defeat , Elijah could appear soft , kind and loving but if you disobeyed him you'd pay.

Cursing wasn't the only thing Elijah didn't like that you did . He also didn't like when you spread your legs to wide your his liking . Every time you did he would put his hand on your thigh, closing the gap between your legs , while his hand lay between your thighs.

"Y/n you will only open your legs for me and me only darling in one else ." He said buttoning his suit . "Yes sir ." Y/n out of breath from their recent activities.

He absolutely despised it when you would drink . He would only allow it when you were at an event ,only allowing champagne. Once when you had been drinking wine , he immediately took the wine bottle away . "Spit it out now." He said disposing of the bottle , you obeyed heading towards the sink you had were afraid of being punished and he knew it .

"If you are thirsty from now on come to me first, I'll gladly give you something to drink " He said smiling menacingly

You didn't understand him at the time ,when said that but you would soon come to know the meaning behind his words.

He also made it known that you were his and no one else's , if anyone ever touched you in a way he didn't see fit he'd most likely tear their hearts out .

"Oh come on Y/n I won't tell anyone " the drunk man said grabbing your arm hard and dragging you to a dark alley. All the sudden you you felt something wet hit your face , it was blood , you looked around and the suited original. You looked at him shocked " I apologize if frightened you Y/n ,I simply didn't like they way he touched you ." Elijah throwing his heart on to the ground .

You hissed as he rubbed the aloe Vera on your ass , you had been spanked . "So I guess you won't be going out to without my permission anymore ." Elijah said rubbing your reddened ass .

"Yes S-Sir " you stuttered , whimpering from the pain .

And you couldn't forget the way you dressed , he hated when men looked at you like they wanted to tear off all your clothes off, it made his blood boil.

You and Elijah had been invited to a dinner party, he was already ready and had gone early do to some business , going downstairs in you skin tight black dress , hoping Elijah wouldn't be bothered by it . Plus Rebekah had offered to take you since her brother had been occupied at the moment.

When Elijah saw you his hardened, he pulled you aside and headed towards the bathroom.

Pushing you against the wall, ripping the dress from your body .

"So disobedient my love " He said his hand squeezing your breast's hard ." Don't you agree my life love " Elijah said , his free hand going underneath your panties , rubbing you clit harshly .

"Yesss sir " you moaned half terrified of what he would do to you when you got home.

What could you say , you we're his perfect little angel , he didn't like to see you disobey him , he didn't like to punish you but he would no matter how much you begged.

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buckybarnesb-tch · 6 months

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A Failed Escape -Elijah M.

Warning: This fic depicts an abusive relationship and Non/Dub Con as well as eluding to threats of suicide, if you aren’t comfortable with or are triggered by these things than please do not read any further. This is a very Yandere!Elijah portrayed from the same Police!Elijah and Doctor!Klaus universe as I’ve written before. I hope I have done well in the request that was sent in, I don’t usually write Elijah like this.Smut ⚠️ Dead Dove:Do Not Eat!

For @moonlight-melanin I sincerely hope it is everything you wanted it to be🩷

Y/n didn’t believe him when he told her how far from any help they were, she had only tried to escape once and it was a massive failure…not to mention traumatic.

The trees scratched at my flesh painfully as I ran through the dense woods, trying to find a road, a house, any kind of civilization to get me away from him.

I had trusted Elijah. He had made me feel safe and protected, and then he locked me away and betrayed my trust, ensuring that I would be his forever. I love Elijah, despite everything he has done I’m still in love with him, and I hate myself for it.

I had been running for hours at this point and still not found anything but trees, exhausting myself and eventually collapsing against a large oak tree. I tried to catch my breath as my muscles aches and my thighs burned, exhaustion taking hold of me quickly and pushing me to rest my eyes for a moment…just a moment.

Waking up was disorienting. My body still hurt but I was laid on something comfortable when suddenly I felt a sting on my leg causing me to flinch and open my eyes.

‘Lay back down Y/n. I’m almost finished with these cuts.’ My blood ran cold as I heard his voice, looking down and seeing Elijah was cleaning the blood from my legs, the thorn bushes doing more damage than I thought. ‘Did you really think you would get away?’ He tossed the first aid kit aside and looked at me, waiting for an answer but all I could do was stutter. ‘I warned you, you wouldn’t find anything out there. I did you a favor telling you that, I didn’t want you to get hurt and look at you now. The closest person is 10 miles away and that’s if you so happened to choose the right direction, which of course you didn’t…is it that terrible here?’ He asked, his eyes cold and hard as he looked down at me.

‘N-no…you’ve been good to me.’ I stated, trying to calm him down.

‘And yet you ran away. You ran through the woods while I wasn’t home like you were desperate to escape me. I saved you, I’ve taken care of you, given you better than that idiot ever did or could and you do this?!’

‘Elijah, I’m sorry. I…I got scared when you-you said I couldn’t leave, I shouldn’t have-‘

‘But You Did! You Left Me!’ He shouted and I tried to pull my legs to my chest, his hand gripping my calf so tightly it felt like the bone would snap. ‘I love you! You’re my everything! My life, and you ran away-‘

‘I love you too, I-‘ all of a sudden his hand was wrapped around my throat and gripping it tight, cutting off my ability to breathe which left me gasping and clawing at his hand.

‘Don’t you lie to me! You left me! You abandoned me! I gave you everything, I risked my job helping you and bringing you here, saved you from ruining your whole life and gave you someone who was here for you! Worshipped the ground you walked on, And You Left Me!’ He was now leaning over me as he held my throat and with the last bit of strength I had I clutched into his shirt and tugged at it pathetically, watching as his eyes widened and he looked down at his hand, releasing me and allowing oxygen to flow into my lungs. I gasped deeply, painfully as I took in air and felt my throat still burn and ache in agony from his strong grip. ‘Oh God, I’m so sorry.’ I was shocked as he said this, staring at him in silence. He had just choked me within an inch of my life and he was apologizing? ‘I’m so sorry Bunny, oh baby!’ He suddenly hugged me around my waist, head on my stomach as he held me firmly and apologized over and over again. Eventually I reached down, running my fingers through his hair to calm him, afraid of him getting worked up again.

‘I’m okay.’ I told him, my voice strained and he looked up at me with soft eyes. ‘I’m sorry too-‘

‘No. No baby, it’s okay. I know I scared you when I told you that you can’t leave I just…I love you so much. I need you all to myself, and you make such bad choices on your own that I need to protect you. I never should have hurt you. Please forgive me?’ He begged, moving to press his lips to mine sweetly and while I should have been repulsed by it, there were butterflies in my tummy like every time Elijah kisses me so sweetly. ‘I can make it up to you, I can make you feel better. I promise.’ He pressed his lips to mine again and his needy attitude was different than ever before. His hands pulled my shirt off before connecting our lips again and trailing his lips down my jaw before kissing my throat tenderly. He had never been this gentle before and I wasn’t sure what to do with it, so startled I couldn’t find it in me to object to anything he was doing. As he unclipped my bra and tossed it to the side he kissed down my collarbone and over my breasts. ‘So perfect, my beautiful girl.’ I gasped as he sucked one of my nipples between his lips and couldn’t hold in my moan at the feeling. He had always been rough and desperate with my breasts but his gentle treatment was doing amazing things to me, all while he pulled my shorts and panties down my legs carefully, not wanting to hurt any of the cuts on my skin. He kissed down my stomach, pushing my legs apart to make room for him before kissing my clit several times, sending jolts of pleasure up my spine as he did.

‘Oh God!’ I screamed as his lips sucked my clit hard, tongue coming out to play with it roughly and I couldn’t keep my hips still as he did, but unlike ever before he didn’t stop them, allowing me to grind against his mouth desperately. ‘Ah! So close! Please?! Eli, please!’ He pulled back suddenly, lifting me up and causing me to squeal, hauling me up and laying back on the pillows as my knees settled next to his head.

‘Take what you need Bunny, sit on my face until you can’t take it anymore.’ His tongue peeked out again, teasing my clit and prompting me to grab ahold of the headboard and grind my pussy down against his mouth. He moaned, sending a vibrating feeling through my clit, the fingers of my right hand finding his hair and holding his head still as I ground my hips down and felt that tight feeling in my belly snap.

‘Oh fuck! Yes! So good! Don’t stop, please?’ He didn’t move, not pulling back for air even once as he shoved his tongue deep into my cunt and fucked me with it. His nose was rubbing against my clit as he did and I couldn’t help riding his mouth roughly as I climbed so high so fast, being thrown into a second orgasm less than a minute after the first. Elijah was seemingly desperate, trying to continue sucking on my clit again when I pulled away, the second orgasm making me too sensitive to continue immediately and I crawled back down to lean against him and see his wet mouth. ‘That was amazing…you’ve never done that before.’

‘I want to make you feel good baby, I only ever want to make you feel good. I hate it when you make me hurt you.’ I was startled by that as he grabbed his shirt and wiped his face clean, that was when he took hold of my hips and pulled me down farther, having removed his pants and pushing himself into me, stretching me deliciously but still uncomfortably as I was so sensitive. ‘I’m gonna make you feel so good baby!’ He pulled back and shoved himself into me again before beginning to move my hips with his hands and making me ride him.

‘Oh God! So Good! Don’t stop Eli! Please don’t stop?!’ I begged as he continued thrusting up into me at a steady pace, picking up speed as my third orgasm teetered just on the edge.

‘Never! Never gonna stop Baby, I’m all yours, forever. You know that right?’ He asked, almost whining as he forced me to look down into his eyes. They were soft and desperate but there was still something dark, deep inside of them that was always there. ‘You know how much I love you, don’t you? More than that boy ever did or could, all he did was hurt you, get you in trouble, the kind of trouble that would have ruined you if I wasn’t there-Fuck-I love you so much Bunny…you-you love me too…don’t you?’ The worry and fear in his eyes was enough to make me want to be sick.

‘Yes! Yes Elijah! Love you so much!’ His cock was pounding into me almost painfully hard at this point and I was so close to the edge I would have signed my soul to Satan if he just let me cum!

‘You won’t leave me again…Promise me! Promise me Bunny, you won’t run away from me again-I can’t live without you Baby, I won’t! I’ll die without you, do you hear me?! I’ll Die!’

‘Never leaving you! Never! I Promise! Please-Please I Can’t-‘

‘Cum for me Bunny, my good girl!’ He slammed his hips into mine painfully hard and as I felt him cum the tightness in my belly snapped and I cried out, collapsing against him as he pulled me into a deep kiss. ‘I love you Baby, I’m so sorry. I’ll never hurt you again, never.’

Later that night I found myself freshly showered and clean, thanks to my police officer boyfriend. Elijah brushed his fingers through my hair, resting my head on his chest as I began drifting off, completely fucked out after he jumped me again before the shower, twice during, and again after. His fingernails against my scalp felt magical as he tried to relax me enough to fall asleep in his arms.

‘No more running from me, okay? If I have to come and search for you again, it won’t be this much fun…’ I shook my head instantly as he said this, knowing that I never want to relive this moment, even if it means I never get away…maybe staying with Elijah isn’t so bad…it could be much worse.

‘No more running away…and no more hurting. Promise?’ Elijah leaned down, kissing my head with a smile on his face.

‘Promise. I love you…my little baby Bunny.’

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supercap2319 · 5 months

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"I'm warning you, Elijah. If you don't stop seeing Hayley Marshall, the consequences will be severe." Y/N said.

Elijah looks at him. "You think you can tell me what to do? You seem to be forgetting your place. Who cannot be killed again?"

"I didn't say anything about killing you." In a blur, Y/N had one of Hayley's pack members in a chokehold. His fangs came out and he bit down hard on the Crescent wolf until he ripped his head off. Elijah watched in horror as Y/N's face was sprayed with blood as he licked his fangs clean.

"W-W-What have you done?" Elijah asked.

"The same thing I'm going to do to Hayley if I catch you talking to her." He was gone in a whisper as Elijah sighed.

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lia1512 · 3 months

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Stuffed toy approval 🧸

Elijah entered Y/n's room, expecting a cozy movie night, but his eyes widened as he took in the sight of her bed covered in a multitude of stuffed toys. Y/n, nervous about his reaction, bit her lip, awaiting his response.

"Elijah, I hope you don't mind," Y/n stammered, gesturing to the plush army that occupied her bed.

Elijah's eyebrows shot up, a mix of surprise and amusement playing on his face. "Well, this is unexpected," he chuckled. "Are they all joining us for the movie?"

Y/n sighed in relief, "I'm sorry. I know it's a bit much. I just find them comforting."

Elijah grinned, "No need to apologize. It's just a little unexpected. But hey, they can have the best seats in the house." He plopped down on the bed, making space among the stuffed companions.

As the movie started, Y/n couldn't help but steal glances at Elijah, wondering if he was genuinely okay with this quirky setup. To her delight, he seemed to embrace the unique movie night, occasionally grabbing one of the stuffed toys and playfully commenting on the film as if it were one of them.

"You know," Elijah teased, holding up a stuffed bunny, "I think Mr. Flopsy here has a better grasp of the plot than I do."

Y/n laughed, feeling the tension melt away. Soon, the room echoed with shared laughter and banter, the stuffed toys becoming unexpected participants in their movie night.

As the night progressed, Elijah even found himself naming some of the toys, creating a whole fictional world for them. Y/n watched in awe as he animatedly weaved stories about each plush companion, turning a seemingly odd situation into a memorable and entertaining night.

"Meet Sir Quackington, the adventurous duck, and Lady Fluffington, the wise rabbit," Elijah declared, holding up two particularly fluffy toys.

Y/n couldn't help but giggle at his creativity. "I never knew you had such a talent for storytelling, especially with stuffed animals."

Elijah smirked, "Well, you learn something new every day, don't you?"

They continued the movie night, with Elijah's storytelling evolving into an improvised comedy act. Y/n found herself appreciating the unexpected turn of events, realizing that Elijah's acceptance of her quirks made him even more endearing.

As the credits rolled, Elijah stretched out on the bed, surrounded by a plush audience. "That was certainly a unique experience," he admitted.

Y/n blushed, "I'm glad you didn't mind. I know it's a bit strange."

Elijah turned to her, his eyes softening, "Y/n, everyone has their quirks. Yours just happen to involve a lot of stuffed animals. But I like it. It makes you, well, you."

Her heart warmed at his words, and she couldn't help but lean in for a sweet kiss. Elijah responded with a smile, and for a moment, they just enjoyed the quiet intimacy.

The stuffed animals, once a potential source of anxiety for Y/n, now served as a symbol of acceptance and understanding. Elijah had effortlessly turned an unconventional situation into a night filled with laughter, bonding, and unexpected joy.

"I guess Mr. Flopsy and friends are officially part of the movie night crew," Elijah declared, playfully arranging the stuffed toys in a circle.

Y/n laughed, "I wouldn't have it any other way."

As they settled into the comfort of the plush-filled bed, Y/n couldn't help but reflect on the unpredictability of life and love. Sometimes, it took a room full of stuffed animals to reveal the depth of connection between two people.

In the end, Elijah embraced the quirks that made Y/n unique, turning an ordinary movie night into a memory they both cherished. And as they drifted off to sleep, surrounded by a fuzzy army of stuffed companions, they knew that their love could weather any unexpected turns.

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xxchumanixx · 7 months

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Blind and Frozen

Elijah Mikaelson x reader

Warnings: angst, hurt, a little fluff in the end

Once I touched your heart Held you in closed arms Built a haven for your love Until I let you fall apart Please forgive me

Authors note: I was craving some angst. This song was perfect for this.

Based on the lyrics of the song "Blind and Frozen" from Beast in Black. Listen to it here

Word count: 1.187

The beautiful dividers are from @benkeibear

1738, Paris

„Are you sure he will keep his word?“ you nervously asked, numb fingers gripping the material of your dress tighter.

“He would be a fool not to.” Elijah gave back, sending you a smile that was meant to reassure you.

It did little to calm your racing heart, though.

“Word already spread.” You voiced your fear, biting your lip that was stained blue from the wine. “It will be only a matter of time until Mikael finds us again.”

He sighed, as his hand gripped the glass full of whisky tighter. He was as afraid of his father as you were – if not even more.

You had bribed the major, promising him a fortune if he kept his careless mouth shut. But word already spread beyond the ocean, word of creatures that lurked in the night, stealing the blood of their innocent victims.

It was a dark chapter in your life, something you always tried to suppress.

But your dreams got the best of you, especially without him by your side.

"Do you remember how we used to dance? Your feet barely touching the ground, it seemed like you were floating. Maybe you were. Niklaus has lost his mind again, after he undaggered Kol. I fear there are dark times ahead of us."

Once I touched your heart

Held you in closed arms

Built a haven for your love

Until I let you fall apart

Please forgive me

After Mikael succeeded in finally finding you, everything changed.

To say that he scared you away was an understatement.

The only reason he let you live being the pain he caused his second eldest in forcing you to leave him.

Though Elijah never stopped sending you letters wherever you went, you never answered them.

How he did it you didn't know, seeing as a witch cloaked your presence so you wouldn't be detected by another one.

Still you saved every letter of his.

The pain was unbearable, and knowing that he thought you took the chance and run, made your heart break.

You didn’t want to leave him, but you had no other choice.

God, I miss you like hell

I was wrong, I can tell

For the heart can be blind and frozen

Now I live with the pain

Every night, every day

As I read those letters you wrote me

You missed him, your heart constantly aching for him.

There were times where you talked to him, only realizing he wasn’t there when you got no answer.

You knew that you were in the wrong when leaving him, knowing that you should have sacrificed yourself instead.

Maybe then he wouldn’t have hated himself for scaring you away.

"Kol is daggered again. He caused Niklaus to abandon little Marcellus, almost losing the trust the boy has in him. I try my best, but the process is slower than I’d like to admit. I wish you were here to help me with this almost impossible task."

How I long for the time

When your lips would kiss mine

And the promise was still unbroken

I will wait for tomorrow

That may never come

I will wait in the name of love

You had hoped for him to eventually find you, never being brave enough to search for him yourself.

You were scared of the consequences, scared that Mikael was still always a step behind them.

You had never found love again.

How could you, when no one could be compared to Elijah? He was the love of your life, the light of your day. You had promised each other always and forever, but you broke it. Ripped it apart like a last meal.

"My forlorn heart faintly beats, your absence makes me weak. And if nothing brings you back, surely, I'll roam through life in black, like a shadow. Niklaus swore he would hunt you, but I made him promise me not to. You know how hard it is for him to keep his word."

Though Niklaus was like a brother to you, you didn't doubt him killing you on the spot when he got the chance to.

You had betrayed them, had left behind what little family you had left.

Rebekah, the best friend that was like a sister to you.

Niklaus, the psycho that managed to convince you to believe in the good in him.

Elijah, the love of your life.

"Niklaus acted reckless when we were in Mystic Falls. He got a werewolf named Hayley pregnant, causing us to get caught in the middle of a war between witches and vampires. Marcel has made New Orleans his new Kingdom. Niklaus is determined to take it back, all the while denying the fact, that he is the one that brought this mess upon us. I'm feeling more helpless the more time passes."

I would die for the love of mercy

Destiny, is this how it should be?

2011, New Orleans

When your eyes landed on his figure you almost choked on your breath.

He had changed so much, yet so little. He still wore suits, his hair looking fluffier than you had imagined it to be.

His lips parted in shock, but no words passed them. You heard his heart beating so fast, it almost matched yours.

“Elijah?” the voice of a woman broke your trance, as she whipped around the corner, her brown hair dancing on her shoulders in delicate waves. “I wanted to-“ She stopped short, when her eyes fell on you.

Her mouth formed an o shape, as the realization must have hit her. She must have known who you were even before you had the chance to introduce yourself.

The jealousy flamed up, scorching it’s way through your abdomen into your heart, gripping it harshly.

You swallowed, as it dawned on you who she must have been.

“Hayley.” you said her name, forcing yourself to smile. “What a pleasure to finally meet you.” Her mouth closed, as she hesitantly smiled back at you, returning the courtesy.

The silence that followed was quickly broken by her excusing herself, giving you the opportunity to finally talk to Elijah.

“Elijah, I-“ you started, but he cut you off. “He’s gone, you know?” he started, hesitantly taking a step towards you.

Your words died on your tongue, as you tried to process what he was saying, leaving your mouth agape.

“We killed him. He won’t hunt us anymore. I know why you did it. I know why you ran. He told me before he took his last breath.”

Goosebumps erupted on your skin, as you felt the heavy weight of the past lift from your shoulders.

He was gone. You were finally free.

Blinking slowly you swallowed the sudden dryness in your throat away.

“What are you saying?” you asked, though you had clearly understood him.

“I should have searched for you, but I was blinded by my own guilt.” He admitted, his eyes falling to the ground. “I-“ “No!” you cut him off, taking a step towards him, before he was able to take even more of the blame.

“No, Elijah. None of this was your fault. He made me leave, and I did to safe my life. I was selfish and I shouldn’t have done it, but I did it. I am the one to blame.”

He closed the distance between you, grabbing you by your arms and pulling you into him. His arms wrapped around you, one of his hands finding your hair while his head was buried in the crook of your neck.

Your arms wrapped around him tightly, after a moment of shock, eyes burning.

“Please forgive me.” you sobbed, as the tears managed to free themselves. “I never meant to hurt you. I hoped you would eventually forget me, maybe even hate me. I’m so sorry, my love.”

“I could never hate you.” he quietly gave back, his voice muffled by your hair. “I never forgot you. I just hoped you’d come back one day.”

You sniffled, angry with yourself for hurting him this much.

“I’m here now.” you told him. “And I’m staying, if you let me.”

“Always and forever, darling.”

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Hide and Seek

“Mmm, mommy. Wanna play hide and seek?” Your four-year-old asked.

“Baby, I’m nursing your baby sister. Why don’t you ask daddy?” You said with a smile.

“But daddy has super hearing and I’d lose super quick.” Your daughter pouted.

“What about daddy?” Elijah asked with a grin.

“I know you heard me.” She mumbled.

“Lijah, she wants to play hide and seek. I’m a little occupied.” You said with a shrug showing the baby latched on your nipple. “And she thinks your gonna cheat with your “super hearing”.” You explained to him.

“Fleur, I can turn it off. Come on, let’s play!” He convinced.

Her face broke into a large smile that you knew Elijah couldn’t resist. He loved seeing his girls happy, it’s all he wanted. “Okay, but your gonna lose!” She declared with a jump.

“Are you challenging me?” He teased.

She giggled and ran off trying to find a perfect spot. “Better start counting. Maybe you can find me next. It's almost bedtime.” You whispered while standing up and walking to the bedroom with a smirk.

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the-dawn-star · 6 months

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hi, can I please request a romantic headcanon for yandere Elijah Mikaelson? Thanks.

A/N: Hi! You asked for some hcs and I am here to deliver them.

-S

+400ish words

TWs/CWs: obsession, drinking blood, yandere stuff and again some yandere stuff that are not okay!

Elijah didn’t mean to become obsessed with you. He just wanted to love you and be loved back.

But you were so perfect... Some would say it's too perfect for this world.

You had dated for a couple of months when you started to see the obsessive side of Elijah. At first you didn’t want to point that out to him, I mean he was a perfect boyfriend, so you could live with a bit of protectiveness.

The thing with Elijah is that he isn’t going to limit your movement as much as you might think. Actually, he loves to show off his lover but draws the line if someone who isn’t super close to you takes any contact to you.

Elijah understands that you would be distraught if you were taken from your life, even if it was done by your boyfriend. And Elijah knows you would never be able to love him the same.

But with all that I have stated, Elijah can be quite brutal at times. It starts as an accident, when he drinks from you and doesn’t stop before you are passed out in his arms. (He says that he meant to stop himself, but you both know it’s a lie.) Afterwards you will get a nice bath and an iron tablet.

Elijah loves to mark you. Vampire or love bites, it doesn’t matter. Bruises from more intense nights (wink wink). It makes him swell with pride with the idea that everyone knows that you are his, and only his.

Elijah can be really emotionally distant at times too. Most of the times when you are feeling emotionally unwell. He won’t belittle your feelings, but he just doesn’t know how to react in those moments.

One day he would love to turn you into a vampire. The only problem is that then you would be closer to be his equal in power. But of course, he doesn’t want you to die, which makes him feel like turning you might be the better option in the long run.

To Elijah it’s not going to matter if you want to turn or not. He is so much older than you after all so you should assume that he knows better.

You are his and his only. You are too precious for this world, so why don’t you let him take care of you.

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Elijah: I need you to swear- Y/n: Fuck. Elijah: Swear as in promise. Y/n: Oh.

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multiversediaries · 2 years

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leverage

elijah mikaelson x reader

summary — the mikaelsons thought of you as the perfect leverage, but to their surprise, even then, the salvatores never came to save you.

warnings — kidnapping, angst, a bit of soft elijah

part count — 1/?

“alright, doll. you’re free to go.” you heard elijah say, as he walked closer to you. you looked up to look at him, your eyes red and swollen from all the crying. you were exhausted, and hurt. the mikaelsons had taken you hostage, in order to obligate the salvatores to turn in the last remaining casket. it has been days, and nothing has happened.

you’ve been here for days. and nothing. you were damon’s girlfriend. and so, the mikaelsons thought you were the perfect leverage. they couldn’t kidnap elena, because the salvatores knew they’d never hurt her. but you? you weren’t useful to the mikaelsons like elena was. but even then, it seemed like your kidnapping meant nothing to the salvatore brothers. even the mikaelsons were astonished as the salvatores had done nothing to get you back.

“please don’t take this personal, darling. you were just leverage.” elijah said, his voice full of pity for you. he kneeled in front of you, and started to untie your arms and legs, his hand running over the small bruising created by the ropes. you were human. you wouldn’t heal quickly. he felt awful. he looked up to meet your eyes once again, finding a broken you.

“they didn’t come…” you whispered, tears drops leaving your swollen eyes. you were in a state of shock. “they really didn’t come for me.” you whispered once again, your voice breaking in between. elijah sighed, his thumb attempting to wipe your tears.

“no, they did not, y/n.” he said softly, afraid of hurting you even further. he felt so terrible for hurting you in the first place. his eyes never left your bruises, wanting to feed you his blood and heal you. he stood back up and looked back at your teary eyes. he offered you a small smile, and started to walk away from you. you looked up at him, desperate.

“elijah—” you started, now sitting straight into the chair. he looked back at you. “i know— i know it sounds stupid, and you probably don’t want to help me…” you continued, struggling to form the words, because of the growing lump in your throat.

“but can i please— please stay here for a while? i don’t have anywhere else to go, and i don’t want to see them.” you finished, your eyes begging him. you lived with the salvatores, you had moved with them as soon as your relationship with damon started. your family was deceased, leaving you with nowhere to go. elijah walked closer to you, and gently took your hand.

he walked you around the family mansion, soon taking you towards a vacant room. he opened the door and let you walk in first, staying by the door frame. he looked at you, as you walked around the big room. he felt nothing but sorrow, regret, and compassion. nothing like that had ever happened to him. every time he used someone as leverage, it always worked, until you came along. it tugged at his heart.

“there’s clean towels in the closet. i’ll ask rebekah for some of her clothes.” he said softly, his eyes never leaving your figure. you looked back at him and nodded. he smiled a bit at you, before walking out and closing the door behind him.

he left you alone with your thoughts. they didn’t come for you. you had been starved of any food. they had only given you water. you were sleep deprived, with the bruises and cuts on your arms and legs. you just couldn’t comprehend how they didn’t come save you. you were damon’s girlfriend. he was impulsive and you believed he’d do anything to get you back. but you were wrong. you weren’t as important, at least not as elena. you were just someone he could have fun with. you were no one.

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it has been around a week since everything happened. you hadn’t left the room. you would just shower and sleep. you had ran out of tears, you couldn’t cry anymore. it had been a week, and still, they hadn’t come for you. a whole week, and nothing.

you heard a knock on your door. you turned to the side, not wanting to speak to anyone. you were so embarrassed in a way. they had taken you as leverage, thinking you were important to them, but no. god, you felt so humiliated.

the door opened and in came elijah, with a tray full of food. he closed the door behind him, and walked closer to you. he sat on the bed, and looked at you, placing the tray by the night stand. his hand reached out to you, softly patting your shoulder.

“why haven’t you been eating?” he said, as softly as possible. you somehow felt safe. you felt safe and comfortable around him. you turned and faced him, his eyes softening at your weak state.

“you need to eat, doll. it’s been a while.” he said, his hand now moving a few strands of hair from your face. you shook your head. he frowned a bit.

“why don’t you take a few bites? i prepared something for you.” he said, trying his hardest to convince you. you looked behind him, noticing the tray he had prepared for you. you sighed, and sat up. he smiled at you, and took the small bowl full of soup on his big hands. he took a spoonful of soup, softly blowing it, and bringing it to your lips.

“careful, it’s a bit hot.” he said lightly, you nodded in return, before tasting it. your eyes light up almost immediately, it tasted amazing. you looked up at elijah, earning a small chuckle from him. he continued feeding you, blowing every single bite. you looked at him, eyes a bit watery, as you watched him take such great care of you. you had never felt this… important.

you soon finished the bowl. he handed you a glass of juice, and placed the empty bowl back on the nightstand. he was satisfied. he had finally gotten you to eat something. he stared at you, his eyes noticing your arms were still bruised. he exhaled, feeling guilt. you finished your glass, elijah soon taking it from your hands and placing it on the nightstand as well. he watched you for a few minutes, giving you the space, just in case you wanted to say something.

“i was never important to them.” you finally said after a few minutes of silence. you laughed sadly at yourself. “i mean nothing to them.” you said, earning a frown form elijah. “i even feel bad for you all, i’m sorry your plan didn’t work. i’m sorry i wasn’t important enough for them to give up the casket.” you said, as tears ran down your cheeks. elijah shook his hand and took your head into his hands.

“no, y/n. i’m sorry. i shouldn’t have done this to you.” elijah said, as his thumbs caressed your wet skin. you sighed shakily as you heard him speak. “you are important. they are just stubborn.” he tried saying, only to be interrupted by you.

“i’m not.” you cried. elijah felt his heart tighten at your words. he hated this.

“you are, dear.” elijah said. “those boys are just incredibly foolish. and definitely not worthy of your precious tears.” he said, earning a small smile from you. “i hate that they made you feel like this— like you aren’t valuable and as exquisite as you truly are.” he said gently, you looked up at him.

“you haven’t even been loved properly yet, y/n.” he sighed, gaining your attention once again. you looked up to meet his eyes again. you felt butterflies in your stomach as you watched him. “what the offered you wasn’t love, dear. it wasn’t even a quarter of how being loved intensively feels like.” elijah said gently, looking down to stare at your lips for a while, before composing himself and looking back at you. he wanted to kiss you. being so close to you was dangerous. he offered you a small smile.

“so please, don’t let them treat you like this ever again. look after yourself. you are far more precious than you know.” elijah finished, standing up from your bed. your eyes never left his figure, as you watched him walk away from you.

“show me, then.” you said, sitting up straight. he stopped walked and looked back at you. “what it’s like to be loved.” you said, a bit insecure. he chuckled a bit, walking back closer to you. he sat back down and grabbed your chin with his thumb.

“not like this, doll. not when you’re as vulnerable as this.” he said gently, as he watched you sigh in disappointment. he was right. you nodded. “i’ll love you when you’re ready to be loved.” he finished, his lips planting a soft, caring kiss to your temple. you shivered a bit at this action.

he smirked a bit, noticing the effect he had on you. he wanted you, indeed. he has had his eyes on you for a while now. but you were another man’s woman. and elijah was a noble man. he wanted to have you when the time was right. and that time was not now. you needed time to heal, by yourself. his love would not be enough. you needed to regain the love you once had for yourself.

even then, he watched your eyes, full of humiliation and sadness, caused by a boy. a boy who knew better, but decided to hurt you. he watched you as he heard your heart, beating a bit faster for him, a man. a man who was ready to love you. he smiled a bit, before planting a short, yet sweet kiss to your lips. you felt yourself being light on fire by the softness of his lips. he kissed you like you were a treasure, like you were something to be deeply appreciated and cherished. he kissed you like you mattered. elijah soon pulled away, a smile forming on his lips, as his forehead rested on yours.

“just a preview.” elijah whispered to you, before standing up from your bed, grabbing the tray and leaving your room. your fingers ran to feel your lips, missing how his felt on yours. you felt numb. your fingers caressed your own lips. you found yourself smiling at yourself.

elijah was so… dreamy, you thought. so moral and good. he wanted you to love yourself before he could love you. he wanted you to appreciate yourself, to see how lovely you truly are. to see how stupid damon was, how idiotic the salvatores were for leaving you. to see how worthy you are of love. how deserving and valuable you are.

he was right. you haven’t even been loved yet. but you wanted to. by elijah. you wanted to be loved by someone like him. therefore, you decided to pick yourself up. to stop feeling sorry for yourself and make others feel sorry for how they treated you. you decided to look after yourself before anyone else. after all, you were all you had.

part two

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elijahslittleprincess · 11 months

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I mean...daddy.

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triplehmunson · 3 months

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𝓟𝓞𝓥: You are Elijah's ex girlfriend, one day Klaus invited you to a party for Hope's birthday, so to avoid going alone you decided to go with your best friend but you didn't think you would see your ex again, Elijah Mikaelson, who when he saw you enter, his face changed to one of jealousy? anger? pain? You didn't know but it was really uncomfortable.

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Can I Have This Dance? | E.M.

Title: Can I Have This Dance?

Requested: Yes/No

Summary: You have feelings for Elijah. He has feelings for you. Rebekah has a plan.

A/N: This is my first ever fic for Elijah. I hope you guys like it! 💖

No one in the whole of New Orleans does a party like the Mikaelsons does.

Every single one of their parties were practically better than the last, as if they had some sort of record to break.

You weren’t much of a party person. But Rebekah practically begged you to go and you couldn’t resist her.

Another reason was because a certain Mikaelson was sure to be there.

“Y/N!” Rebekah almost squealed your name as she caught sight of you walking through the giant gates of the Mikaelson compound.

“I’m so glad you could make it.” Her British accent ringing through her every word while she gave you a hug, “And you look amazing! I’m sure Elijah would be pleased.”

“Bexs.” You smiled, “Thank you but Elijah barely notices me in the first place.”

“Please.” The blonde rolled her eyes, “Elijah is absolutely smitten with you. You’re just too blind to see that he loves you just as much as you do.”

“As much as I adore you shipping us. Elijah sees me as a friend. If he’s smitten for anyone, it’s obviously Hayley.” You protested, trying to keep the jealousy out of your voice.

“Fine, don’t believe me, the all-knowing sister, just wait and see for yourself then.” Rebekah teased.

“Why sister, how long do you plan on keeping our favorite guest from us?” Klaus asked as he and Elijah appeared behind Rebekah.

The blonde turned to face them, “Don’t be ridiculous Nik, I was only greeting her.”

“Favorite guest? You flatter me Klaus.” You smiled as you hugged him.

“He’s just stealing all the credit.” Elijah grinned, stepping in for his turn, “I’m the one who coined the title actually.”

You laughed as Klaus rolled his eyes, “I should’ve known.”

“Are you four seriously just going to stand around here?” Freya asked, giving you a hug in greeting.

“Last I checked, this was a celebration, not a pity party.” Hayley appeared, sending you a smile.

“We’re coming.” You and Rebekah said at the same time, causing the rest of the group to laugh.

—

It was practically common knowledge that if Rebekah Mikaelson had a plan, she would stop at nothing to execute it.

With half of her plan already in motion, the blonde girl watched contentedly from the balcony of the compound, sipping on her champagne.

“I know that look.” Klaus mused, approaching her with his own drink in hand, “You’ve got something up your sleeve, don’t you?”

“Well, let’s just say that we could either start planning the wedding soon or help Elijah through his heartbreak.” Rebekah grinned.

Klaus chuckled, “Definitely our resident matchmaker. How many did you compel this time?”

“Only one guy.” She answered, her eyes not leaving her target, “And knowing our dear brother, that’ll be enough.”

“Besides, after everything Elijah has done for us, he deserves to be happy and find peace and comfort in someone.” Rebekah added.

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You were standing by the bar, listening to Hayley recount her latest date when you felt a tap on your shoulder.

Hoping it would be Elijah, you turned around only to find yourself disappointed when it was some guy you didn’t recognize.

“May I have this dance?” He asked with a smile.

You looked over at Hayley, giving her an apologetic smile to which she just grinned and nudged you, “Go on.”

Accepting the man’s hand, you went off to the dance floor with him.

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Elijah had just went to fix something with Kol but when he came back, he saw that you were gone from your spot beside Hayley.

Scanning the room quickly, he felt his blood boil at the sight of you in the arms of another man.

His knuckles go white as he grips the glass harder, silently willing himself to calm down.

“Just going to let someone take her away that easily?” Kol appeared by his side.

Elijah downed his drink in one gulp, “It’s not my business. Y/N has every right to dance with whoever she wants to.”

“Still. I can feel your jealousy. You should show her how much you’re willing to fight for her, show the guy who’s the boss.” Kol suggested.

Elijah didn’t know whether it was the alcohol in his system or the sheer jealousy that was running through his veins that he decided to take Kol’s advice.

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You had started to regret agreeing to dance with the guy in the first place.

Why? He was either talking about himself or making a comment that made you extremely uncomfortable.

Now you knew what Cami meant when she said that you could be too polite for your own good.

You were about to open your mouth and excuse yourself when a familiar voice suddenly said,

“May I have this next dance?”

You smiled upon seeing Elijah while the guy glared at him.

“I’m sure she wants to stay with me.” The guy said.

Elijah raised a brow at him, glancing at you, “I’m pretty sure Y/N is capable of answering for herself.”

“I would love to.” You quickly spoke up before the guy could respond.

Immediately attaching yourself to Elijah’s arm, you left the guy without so much as another glance.

“Thank you for saving me out there.” You smiled as Elijah smoothly took your hand and twirled you around.

“Just say the word and he’ll be gone.” Elijah said, taking your hand in his and placing his free one on your waist.

“I don’t think that would be necessary.” You giggled, the two of you swaying along to the mellow music.

Silence engulfed the two of you as you danced along the other couples.

“Your beauty never fails to render me speechless.” Elijah suddenly mentions, looking you right in the eye, “As always.”

You felt butterflies not only in your stomach but your whole body, “You find me beautiful?”

The original looked surprised at the inquiry, “Of course I do. Who wouldn’t be enamored by your smile, that’s more beautiful than every sunset and sunrise I’ve ever witnessed. Or your laugh, that could easily be the best musical piece that ever existed. Your eyes, the ones that twinkle and shine so brightly that they could’ve been the mere inspiration for the stars.”

He tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear before continuing, “Also with the way you see the goodness in everything. How you’re always willing to sacrifice yourself and your happiness for the people you love. With all those qualities, I can’t help but have my heart captured by you. Whenever I look at you, I feel like all the misery brought about by immortality would be worth it, if I get to spend an eternity with you.”

You couldn’t believe this was actually happening, “Elijah-“

“But,” He interrupted, looking nervous as he heard your heart beating faster than a minute before, “the thing is I don’t deserve you. Being with me would bring about constant chaos and danger. Besides the fact that I’m a horrendous monster and you’re a wonderful angel.”

Before he could say anything else, you stood on your tiptoes and pressed your lips to his lips - silencing him effectively.

“Wow.” was the only thing he could say when you had pulled away.

“I have dreamed of this moment ever since the moment I met you.” You whispered against his lips, “I would love nothing more in this world than to be yours, if you let me.”

Elijah grinned, pulling you in for another kiss, “I’m yours.”

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“Remind me.” Hayley mused from the balcony, “Never to underestimate Rebekah Mikaelson when it comes to love.”

Rebekah laughed, pleased with her work, “Frankly, anything and everything is possible in the name of true love.”

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