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"I'm gonna fight for my guys, I'm gonna fight for my city and I will fight until I am dead." Marcel Gerard | 25/202 | The True King Of The French Quarter

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lastnoteinasong:

[lastnoteinasong]

"Shut up and just keep kissing me Marcel, I need it, I need you okay?” She asked before she used her speed to push him into a chair as she straddled him. Her long nails broke the  buttons of her shirt as she ripped it off her pale toned body. Kissing him over and over, their lips dancing as their speed tossed them all over the place, their lips all over the pair of  lovers bodies, never able to truly know where they were kissing.

Letting her shirt roll off her shoulders, he let coarse hands roam freely over her semi-bare body. Tender lips cherished every part of her, trailing across her chest, over to her shoulder as his hands were tangled within her golden locks. "Keep telling me how much you want me, Bekah."

       God how he needed to know, to hear her say it.                           It drove him wild.

[immortalbite]

[ marcel. ]

[lastnoteinasong]

"You could have come, Marcel. You had the chance, but I’d never want you to leave a place that makes you so happy.”

"True, I'm glad I stayed here but a few text messages, maybe with some pictures wouldn't of hurt here or there."

[ladiesofthedark]

lastnoteinasong:

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"I’m not sure if I should feel a bit hurt that you don’t remember me."

"Don't take it personally - there's a lot of my younger years I've blocked out on purpose."

[ladiesofthedark]

lastnoteinasong:

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"Name’s Marie, Marie Mikaelson. We’ve met before but, you were much younger."

"Well, that'd explain it."

[immortalbite]

[ marcel. ]

[lastnoteinasong]

"You do flatter me, Marcel. How did I know you’d have no trouble picturing that? But yes, that is all that occured— mostly.”

"The real question here is how would anyone, not have trouble picturing that? What a shame I couldn't be there to witness the kodak moments in real life.."

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lastnoteinasong:

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Rebekah pressed her forehead against Marcel’s lightly as she breathed in his musky scent, it almost foreign, but opened up her mind to the memories of the pair. She felt him pull her close and crash his lips to hers, she reacted instantly, moving her lips against his in dance. “I’ve missed you too Marcel, more than you can imagine.”

"I'm getting that the more and more you kiss me the way you do..." The former vampire King of New Orleans had a seductive smirk on his face. Sure, he had been with other women apart from Rebekah, but it was the way she made him feel was unlike no other woman. None other compared to her. Letting his hand rummage over her body, he kept her tight to his own, lips gracing over each inch of toned body. "You have no, idea, how much I've wanted this." 

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lastnoteinasong:

[lastnoteinasong]

The young girl that Marcel saved was essentially gone, little spicks and specks of the tanned female were still inside, but with all the heartache and fight of New Orleans, Davina had grown up. Built up hatred. Built up power. Her tear filled eyes snapped up at Marcel as she quivered. “You acted that way. In the past few months I have barely felt any care from you Marcel, somewhere I know that you do, but in the first idea that goes into my head is that you don’t care Marcel.” She whispered as she stayed still and didn’t move. Letting Marcel talk, his soft voice worming its way into her head and blooming ideas. “I don’t see because you don’t see me taken, you don’t see that the freaking dark side of magic is slithering its way into my own magic. I am losing myself Marcel.” She spoke as she moved towards Marcel, looking up at him, her eyes filled with tears. “You haven’t noticed. If you had, you would have found another witch to strip me of my magic, you would have done it ages ago when I said that I wanted to be normal. But now I am going to kill Klaus. Save you and Josh, then strip myself of my magic and leave town. I don’t want to be here anymore.” Before her erratic breathing got the best of her, Davina turned around, hugging her body she started to walk home. Secretly hoping Marcel would follow her, hold her and let her cry from her build up of emotions like old times, but she felt like that wouldn’t happen. He had too much on his plate, and she wasn’t on it. 

The change he was seeing in her was almost, heartbreaking to some extents. He wanted her to live a normal life where she could be happy and do the things she wanted - but she had become so hell bent on killing Klaus. Even though he didn't always agree with everything Klaus had done, but it was no where near to the extent that Davina had wished upon him. Marcel definitely did not, want Klaus dead. They needed him. Even if Davina was so adamant on her beliefs against him. Seeing her walk away, it tore him in two. With a loud commanding voice he called out for her, the young brunette a mere 5-6 steps away from him. "Davina!" He came after her, pulling her into his arms, holding her close. "Don't you dare ever, think that for one second I don't ever care about you, okay?! If I ever hear those words from your mouth again I swear to god D, I don't know how I'd cope. You're the last thing I've got here. Don't, take that away. The last good thing I've got. Armies can come and go, but this -- this is always going to be forever.You won't loose yourself. You've got me. Any time you need me, I'm always going to be here for you. Even if I am on the other side of the river. I'm always here for you, D. No mater what."

[immortalbite]

( marcel. )

[lastnoteinasong]

"That’s what I like to hear. Now now, Marcel don’t be cocky. I know you wouldn’t leave this town. As much as I’d quite possibly like you to. Just imagine me sat on a beach everyday for two weeks.”

 "Can't deny my natural nature, Rebekah.           --- That so? I think I could quite easily                 imagine that. No trouble at all."

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lastnoteinasong:

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Rebekah nodded softly as she sat up, moving close so that there was almost no space in between the two lovers. “Marcellus, we can forget. I promise. Help me  forget? You are the only one that makes me feel  somewhat human again and I love it.” She whispered,  her love laced in each breathy word that escaped her lips. “Let’s enjoy this time, for each other, let us enjoy.” She spoke gently, Rebekah keeping herself close.

"Then come here then..." His voice was a husky tone as he turned her face towards his, his hand tangled through her hair as he pulled her body tighter against his own. Lips crashed against hers, one thing he had been missing for all too long. "I've missed you, Rebekah."

[mikaelisms-blog]

lastnoteinasong:

[lastnoteinasong]

"Marcel, I understand but she still a threat and a  fear to me and my siblings.”  Rebekah moved closer as she took it upon herself to rest over his legs on the bed, her body tired as  she had been watching Hope over and over again  every night, it wore the Original out. Too much some may say, and she needed well… comfort.  "I know I always have you Marcel, that’s one of the  reasons why I like love you.” 

"Rebekah..." Marcel's voice was deep with sincerity for the first girl he ever fell in love with. "Don't worry about any of that right now. For me. Can't we just enjoy this together right now? I haven't seen you in months. Do we really have to let your mother's plans come inbetween this?"

[extremeviki54]

Marcel & Rebekah - 1x7

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lastnoteinasong:

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"Don’t read into it Marcel, I may be home for a little bit but nothing is going to become major, not when I have my mother on my back. I need to be careful, but that doesn’t mean I don’t crave companionship." 

"Rebekah, we're going to get rid of your Mother. I'll protect you, okay? No matter what. You've got me, always."

[holdingonmyheart]

“A man does not run from his home!”

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lastnoteinasong:

[lastnoteinasong]

"Rhymes Marcel? Is that how you are going to try and turn a lady on. Cause it’s working.” Rebekah huffed as she walked towards the bed and sat down beside Marcel.

"Well obviously by the fact you're coming back to bed says I'm doing the right thing, am I not?"

[lastnoteinasong]

mikaelisms

"Gonna leave me hanging lookin' the way you do? This bed is made for just two, you know?"

[immortalbite]

( marcel. )

[lastnoteinasong]

"As always in a town such as New Orleans. Though, I’d hope for more than just a “hint” of happiness. Me? There isn’t much to tell, honestly. I just travelled for a while, though, I have been everywhere already. It isn’t as fulfilling when you have no one to share it with.”

"Maybe a little bit more now that you're back in town. Is that a nudge in the way to get me to come join you? Still, gotta be some stories of your adventures... Gonna leave me hanging now?"

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lastnoteinasong:

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Davina knew that she probably shouldn’t have said some of the things she just did, but Marcel deserved to know just how hurt she was feeling, she needed to snap at him, get things through his head because they hadn’t spoken, they had been getting more and more distant and Davina was missing her father figure. She wanted him back. “But you stop me in sentences, Marcel, you have too much on your plate to worry about a small sixteen year old witch like me. Marcel, safety for me only was once, and that was when you hid me away, but now, I have to protect myself.” She whispered as she dropped her head, her anger boiled, it wouldn’t be his fault if she got hurt, it would be hers, and it seemed Marcel didn’t see that. The ground started to shake before she stopped herself. Davina was needing to control her magic more now that it was just growing. 

What had happened to that girl he saved at the Harvest? The one that would tell him everything and that would never hide away from him. It was almost like they were two different people. From that day he saved her, he had vowed to protect her no matter what. He loved her like she was his own --- and now it felt like to the vampire that all that had disappeared. "Do you think I ever stopped caring about you, D? No matter what has gone everything I have done on the other side of the waters is for you. Not for me, not for Josh. For, you. It's not my fault I can't be around every single day like I want to --- would you rather be in the Quarter and get myself killed or be somewhere I can still live and be there for you whether you like it or not? Because right now the way how you're going - it seems like I must be pretty irrelevant to you since all it is is about protecting yourself and not seeing what other people are trying to do for you." He had to let his own mini rant of his own... He didn't know what to say -- all Marcel knew was no matter what she felt, he wouldn't stop protecting her, no matter what. He just wanted to make sure and know for certain that girl he had saved was still in here. Not this version infused by power and hatred towards Klaus Mikaelson.