#daddy elijah

[klausysworld]

Going off the same idea of the reader being ok if they *ahem* take care of themselves so long as they don't wake them up. Could I have a one shot of Elijah doing this? If not it's ok 👉👈

Entrusting Him

Summary: After using sex as a stress reliever, Elijah begins to depend on it. Y/N shows him just how much she trusts him, and how much she loved him by giving him full access to her mind, body and soul.

Elijah had been increasingly possessive as situations got more tense. Niklaus was at the centre of the problems between not only the vampire but the witches and werewolves too. Having the threat over all of their heads, Elijah knew he had made the mistake of falling in love again.

But he couldn’t find it within himself to push Y/N away, instead he kept her impossibly close. If she didn’t leave his side, then he would always be there to keep her safe.

However, Y/N had began to help him unwind. Encouraged him to release his stress into her. Yet now he had come to rely on it. Suddenly aroused whenever things turned badly. The stressful the situation, the more control he needed not to pull her aside. Too many times had she sat beside him, gently caressing him through his trousers to keep him calm.

“You’ve turned me into a different kind of beast.” He whispered against her at night, his cock remaining embedded inside her until they had to leave the house again.

Elijah had come to waking her in the early hours of the morning, his body reacting to the knowledge that the next day will bring stressful meetings and confrontations.

“Y/N…” he’d whisper, stroking her face gently. “Please, doll.”

“It’s so early ‘Lijah.” She mumbled, rubbing her eyes.

“I know, I’m sorry.” He kissed her cheek then her mouth. “I need you.”

But so many times now, she had accidentally fallen back to sleep. Elijah would of course stop, lay down beside her in a state of desperation and exhaustion. Y/N only realised how badly he needed her when she woke, feeling movement beside her and turning to see him facing away, his hips rutting up into his own hand as he tried to keep himself quiet.

“Elijah…” she whispered, her hand resting in his shoulder as he came against the sheets. He wouldn’t look at her, too ashamed. “Shh…it’s okay.” She kissed his back gently and reached around him to feel his cock; still hard and leaking.

“Forgive me.” He breathed, knowing she already had as she stroked him through another orgasm.

Later, when she lay against him ready for bed again, she squeezed his hand in hers. “I don’t want you to do that again.” She whispered and he turned his head away.

“I won’t.” He promised, his fingers intertwining with hers as he held her tight. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay, I’m not mad, Elijah.” She turned to kiss his jaw, her hands stroking his face gently. “Elijah?” She cooed, making him look at her despite his shame. “You don’t have to wake me up.” She uttered and he frowned before shaking his head.

“I couldn’t-“

“I want you to.” Y/N kissed his lips softly before hugging him to her, pressing her face to his neck. “I fall asleep with you inside me, I want to wake knowing you’re still there, that you’re satisfied and happy.”

“I won’t know if I’ve hurt you.” He frowned and she smiled at him, tilting her head.

“You know my body better than anybody.” She told him, “better than I do. You’ll know, Elijah.” Her head nodded. “Besides, I’m not saying to do anything crazy, just that you can and I know you want to.”

“But-“

“Just think about it.” She said, kissing him once more before settling down to sleep. Letting him slip between her legs to feel close to her.

In the morning, he could hear her words replaying through his mind over and over. But when he gently laid her on her back and lifted his shirt that she’d worn to sleep, he felt so guilty at the idea of fucking her.

Quietly, he spread her thighs. Elijah moved to lay on his front, pulling her legs over his shoulders to gently wake her pussy up. He was slow, caring as he licked and sucked at her in a way he knew would make her come undone quickly.

Once he’d lapped up any mess, he moved to hover over her. “I love you.” He whispered, pressing his forehead to hers as he pushed his cock back into her. She felt warmer than ever, her body so soft as she moved from his force. He gently placed his hands on her hips, not wanting her to jolt as he thrust deeply. “That’s it…” he murmured, his eyes darkening at the sleepy moan she let out. Elijah moved one hand down, pressing his fingers against her lower belly and his thumb to her clit. “Y/N-“ he groaned, his breath hot against her lips as he sped up, his body trembling as he fucked into her with growing intensity.

He felt as though electric was running through his veins, filling him with energy as he continued to plough into her through his orgasm and into another.

Y/N woke when he held her up, her back against the headboard and wall, her head limply laying against his neck, legs draped around him as he let out fast puffs of air. She moaned, her brows furrowed as she moved her hands up to his hair, curling into the thick strands as she lifted her legs to wrap around him properly.

“Elijah…” she whimpered, the sound sending him over the edge again. When he didn’t relent, she pulled back enough to look at his face. His hair stuck to his skin, his eyes red and dazed as his hips moved as though programmed. “Baby…” she cupped his face, moaning again when she felt her whole body give in, her legs shaking without her even realising. “Fuck…Elijah.” The sheets were soaked and she could see how swollen her pussy was. Her hands tugged his hair, her hips slowly rolling with his.

“Just one more.” He uttered, breathless and feral as he leaned down to suck her neck which she only now noticed was already a little sore. Y/N didn’t have to look in a mirror to know she was covered in love bites. “Please?” He breathed and she nodded, stroking his hair as he sunk his fangs down into her jugular, drinking slowly as he came again.

Y/N moaned, head back and body relaxed as he gradually brought his speed down. With one last thrust, he pulled his teeth away and kissed the wounds until the blood stopped. Y/N groaned when he pulled out, her body impossibly empty without her as he laid her down to the side, away from the damp sheets.

“Shh…” he murmured, stroking her head gently and biting into his own wrist but Y/N only smiled.

“Never wanna get rid of your marks.” She whispered, sleepier now that she was before as the lack of blood took its effect. Elijah knew she’d be okay, he’d perfected how much he could take.

“I’ll clean you up, okay?” He told her, cupping her face gently and smiling back at her when she nodded.

“Trust you.” She breathed before her eyes closed again. Elijah leant down to kiss her lips gently, hugging her body to him appreciatively because he knew she’d meant it.

He trusted her too.

[the-sparkling-witch]

Can I also request a Elijah mikealson with 5, 29, 34, 37, 38, 13, 9, and 17??? 🤍🤍

Kinktober day 7: Elijah Mikaelson

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Kinks: daddy kink, spanking, pet names, punishment, Squirting, dirty talking, Dom/sub dynamic, toys

A/N: Idk what the Author's Note should be on this, so I am just going to tell you I failed the theoretical part of my driver's license test.

Words: 974

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"Elijah, come back to bed," you mumbled and smirk at him as he buttons up his suit. You hated it when he left you all alone in the morning, after a rough night. But you also knew it didn't take a lot of convincing to get him back into bed.

"I'll be back later," he says looking out of the window. "Daddy," you whine and chuckle as you see him tense , "Come on."

You stand up and pad towards him reopening the buttons he had just closed. You knew this could either turn into a cute cuddle moment or into him getting angry and taking you again. But you don't care, you just wanted to feel his warm body against you. Kiss him and cuddle with him. Elijah sighs, "Baby, if you keep doing that I am going to punish y-"

"Stop with your empty threats and come back to bed," you said annoyed without thinking twice. And that might have been a small mistake. Big mistake. Elijah is on you in a flash pushing you back into the bed.

"Empty threats?," he asks, his hand curling around your wrists. You shiver and shake your head, trying to make it right.

"No little one, please, enlighten me what you said then," he says with a smirk as he sucks a mark into your neck. You roll your eyes.

"I just wanted to cuddle," you whisper while whimpering as he sucks more and more marks into you neck. "And that's why you'd insult me?," he gives back, smoothing his hand between your legs. You are still sore from last night, and try to close them but he is quick to correct you. "Don't you dare now," he growls, "When you test me, you pay for it, don't you?"

You nod helplessly, knowing that denial would only make everything worse. "Well luckily I have the perfect punishment for you," he smirks and opens the drawer of your nightstand. You shake your head, knowing exactly what was in that drawer, "No, daddy, please, I am still sore."

Elijah only smirks down at you as he turns on the vibrator, "Listen closely, love. I am going to make you come as many time as I see fit. When I think you've had your deserved punishment I will stop. And you will be a good girl and take it alright?"

You nod slowly and he kisses you deeply, until you groan your hips betraying you and bucking up into his hand. Despite your soreness Elijah always has it in him, to get you wet and ready all over again. He looks down at you with a smile, "Look at you. So eager to obey."

You squirm as Elijah turns the vibrator on, and presses it between your legs. A high pitched scream leaves your throat, as you feel how it touches your already sensitive area.

"Elijah, relax, please," you whispered but he only turns the toy onto a higher setting. "Didn't I tell you to take it? I could also bend you over the balcony, punishing you so that the entirety of New Orleans can see. Or maybe on the breakfast table? Infront of your friends and my family? I am showing you mercy because I am only fucking you in my bed," he whispers into your ear and your hips buck up into his hands, your orgasm already approaching. Elijah keeps the toy to your clit not relenting at all. You scream as you come all over his hand, your walls clenching around nothing, your sore body protesting. Tears well up in your eyes, and he whipes them away, "Did you squirt, sweet girl? For me? I thought you were sore. Why are you coming all over my hand after telling me that you can't do it anymore?"

You whimper and Elijah smirks turning you onto your belly, "Little liar," he whispers into your ear and pushes the vibrator against your clit again.

And then suddenly he starts spanking you. His hand contacts with your ass, over and over again, with a force that makes you cry out in pain and pleasure. During the entire time, he keeps the vibrator pressed against your clit. "Oh sweet, sweet girl, will you squirt again?," he mocks and you shake your head, not having any energy left.

By the time the second orgasm rolls around you were a hundred percent sure that you could not take it anymore and would die on the spot. The complete overstimulation almost coats you in some kind of pain, sweat forming on your face. You scream and claw your hands into the bed, squirming away, but Elijah holds you down. He stops spanking you, your ass already red and maybe even sorer than your pussy at the moment.

"Such a good girl, even when I have to punish you," Elijah whispers. You know he was still mocking a little, but he is also being sweet which convinced you to take the hand he offers to hold onto..

The third orgasm was approaching rashly and your eyes flew open, "Daddy wait, I am going to..."

"Yes love?," he asked innocently but there the orgasm was already crashing over you. You screamed as you squirted over the toy again, even harder this time. For a second you were scared he might be disgusted, but not Elijah never your Elijah. He was smirking, sucking on his fingers, as he put the toy aside.

"Do you think you got what you deserved?," he asks sweetly and you nod without even having realized his question. Elijah laughs as he cradles you. "Good girl."

"Elijah?," you whisper. He looks up and nods for you to continue.

"Stay with me?" "Always, when you need it, love," he whispers before letting you put his suit off again and curling up next to him.

[the-ultimate-obsessive-fangirl]

Elijah:Y/N you need to treat people how you want to be treated

Y/N:*rams Klaus up against a wall with her hand around his neck not choking him but holding him in place* you're my little slut

Elijah: that's not what I -

[yeaiamme2]

ELIJAH MIKEALSON

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Key: fluff: 🌸, smut: 💦, angst:🥀, dark:🖤

Jealous💦

Tender🌸

Claimed in the Quiet💦🌸

Crimson Devotion💦

Crismon Elegance💦🖤

[fandoms--fluff]

Poly cg mikaelsons x little reader where the reader where she is in babyspace and everytime they pick her up she start to suck on their neck or tshirt and always grab mommy Rebekahs boobies 😻

Their Baby

Flufftober, October 16th

Little female reader x Mikaelson siblings

Warnings: none

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Klaus walks into the library where you and Kol are building towers with building blocks on the ground. "Hey, little one" Klaus kisses the top of your head.

"Hi Dada" you look up at him, before getting distracted by the blocks again.

"Kol, can I talk to you for a moment" Klaus states more than asks. Kol, knowing there's no getting out of it, reluctantly sighs and nods. He stands up and follows his older brother out of the room.

You continue playing with the blocks. You look up when Elijah comes into the room. He crouches down next to you. "What are you building, Darling?" He places a hand on your back.

"A tower" You look up at him. "An' it 'one" You say, a smile lighting your face up. You raise your arms up. Elijah chuckles, lifting you into his arms.

He places you on his hip and has his arms secured around you. You nuzzle your head in his shoulder, rubbing your cheek against his suit jacket. He walks to one of the bookshelves and picks out a book with a faded green cover and light gold leafing on the edges.

While he reads the book, you start to suck on the collar of his jacket.

Elijah looks down, hearing the small suckling sounds. He smiles and places a kiss on your forehead before resuming his book.

They've tried any times, getting you to suck on pacifiers and chew necklaces, but you never kept them in your mouth. Rather sucking on their clothing or their necks, and Rebekah’s chest they've noticed. They just go along with it now, given up on getting you to accept other things.

Rebekah picks you up out of the bed after you've taken a nap. "Hey baby girl."

"Mama" You mumble, nuzzling your head into her chest. You bring your hand up to your face, press them against your cheekbones. Your hands are cold, and fast warm, so it cools your face off.

As Rebekah rocks you in her arms, you slowly inch your hands down to her breasts. Your Mama looks down and softly smiles, feeling your hands finally grip onto her breasts. This is one of the many reasons she loves having you in her arms. You're always cuddly, and basically use her boobs as a pillow or pacifier basically.

"Mine" you mumble against her soft skin. You nuzzle your face into the swell of her breasts. "Alright baby girl" she kisses your cheek multiple times.

[wholoveseggs]

Speaking of Elijah spoiling his partner and probably being the best sugar daddy of them all. I’m really curious if he would be into sugar daddy/ brat roleplays occasionally. (Because he’s life actually revolves around one massive brat *coughs* Klaus *coughs*)

Hmmm, definitely. But like I’ve said before, I don’t think Elijah is naturally very kinky. If you came to him with the idea, he’d probably tell you that he’s happy to indulge in whatever fantasy you want to try with him...and he’d absolutely be into it and very good at it.

That said, I don’t think he comes up with those kinds of things on his own. He has major sugar daddy energy, but it’s not something he’s consciously decided to lean into. It’s just who he is. He has a hard time not spoiling the people he cares about.

I’ve seen plenty of fics with Elijah and the 'brat tamer' dynamic, and I totally get the appeal... especially with your point about Klaus. But my interpretation of his character, Elijah doesn’t actually want to tame Klaus. What he really wants is for Klaus to learn how to tame himself.

Elijah’s whole approach is about guiding and supporting the people he loves, not necessarily controlling them. His entire life revolves around that self-imposed responsibility, so maybe in the bedroom is where he lets go and doesn’t feel the need to be in control all the time.

That said, the idea is undeniably hot 🥵 🥵, and I love writing about dom!Elijah!! Even if he would probably be the kindest dom of all time

[rosesandcloves]

Unwanted Years

Part 13: Your Kind of Love

Warnings: Toxic relationship, nightmares, abortion/miscarriage

Rebekah tapped her index finger against the steering wheel. Veera slept next to her in the passenger seat. Her eyelashes fluttered as she dreamed. She saw only one face. Elijah. Dancing with her, slowly swaying her in his arms. An old grammar phone playing old blues records in the corner of the room. The music filling the room with their love. The moment captured so perfectly in her dream.

But the room grew cold, dark. It crumbled around her, shattering. Then all that was left was Klaus. Kissing her gently, crying over her body.

She woke with a start. Flying at the dashboard.

"Good morning Veera." Rebekah said keeping her eyes on the empty road aheadm

"Huh... what?- um yeah!" Veera rubbed at her eyes. She realised a long strand of drool was stringing from her lips. She wiped it with the back of her hand.

"What or who do you want for breakfast?" Rebekah smirked.

"I um" Veera stuttered peering around to look out the windows or the car.

"Don't worry, I'm taking you to a witch. She will help with the scar my mother has left on your mind." Rebekah stayed staring at the road. The car started to incline up a hill. "She agreed to meet us up in the mountains so that we could be sure no one had followed us." Rebekah twisted the car up a winding path and parked. "You will like her. She understands all too well her self the damage a Mikaelson boy can do." Rebekah put the car in park and got out.

Veera followed. They walked for what seemed like hours, up a winding path, leading them further and further up.

Eventually they reached the top. There was a teenage girl sat on her own. Surely this wasn't who they had come to see.

"DAVINA!" Rebekah shouted and the girl turned. She ran to Rebekah hugging her tightly.

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The sun was starting to set. They had been up the mountain for hours. Davina had been mixing herbs and reading grimoires and they had got nowhere.

Davina looked up.

"I'm so sorry." She said with tears in her eyes. "The only way we can save you is to kill your baby. Esther is a very powerful witch, she knew how to lock in the spell so it could not be undone." The sympathy on Davina's face felt like a punch in the gut. Veera knew that this girl would do what she could, and that if she said she couldn't that meant no one could.

"I need to speak to Elijah." Veera sighed looking at the grass beneath her feet. Clover grew there wild flowers sprouting up beneath her. New life.

"No need." She felt a booming voice behind her. She span around to face the source.

Niklaus stood there. For the first time Veera can remember he was crying. She was puzzled at how a man who was so harsh could care so much about her.

"Why are you hear Nik?" She growled angrily at him through her tears.

Klaus kneeled down in front of her. "Because I am your husband. Even Elijah knows that deep down. What's yours is mine. Although that child might be my brother's, you are still my wife and I will stop at nothing to protect you from the harm that my family cause you." He stood up. "Do the spell Davina, or you will never see your beloved Kol again." Klaus commanded. Veera sobbed. Klaus stooped down and picked her up. Holding her close to him. She punched at him but he continued holding her. Davina chanted and burned herbs around Veera. She felt blood trickle down her legs. She cried in pain. She closed her eyes. She pictured Elijah, how soft he was with her, how much he loved her. It kept her sane throughout the pain.

When it was done she looked into Klaus's blue eyes. Their faces millimeters from eachother. "I've dissapointed him." She said, her face was puffy from crying.

"You do not care how you have disappointed me?" He asked, hurt painted across his face.

"Maybe I am just not built for your kind of love." She passed out. Went limp in his arms. He passed her to Rebekah who bathed her in a small pool. Klaus left, he had never felt pain like this, he needed to feel numb.

[klausysworld]

Your Klaus mikaelson getting off by thinking of you post *chefs kiss* could I get one with Elijah???

His to Protect

Summary: Elijah takes an interest in one of the girls in Mystic Falls. For once he feels appreciated and cared about, but he fears he’ll let his beast go too far if he takes what he truly wants.

Elijah had kept a professional relationship of sorts with the Salvatores and Elena. He made a deal, offered some benefits and gained what he needed.

But Y/N, she had no place in the deal except for being one of Elena’s loved ones. When he had saved the others, they still treated him with disdain. However, upon rescuing Y/N from the wolves, she’d continued to hug him tight. Arms up around his neck as she whimpered.

“They’re gone” he murmured, though his arms were still looped around her waist. “You’re safe…” his eyes fluttered, her warmth making his skin tingle beneath the suit.

“Thank you.” She whispered, slowly releasing his blazer and settling down onto her feet. Y/N glanced back, sighing at the sight of the werewolves dead across the floor. Yet somehow, Elijah didn’t have a speck of blood on him. Her hand went to his, and he could tell when he looked into her eyes that she was still scared.

“Let me walk you back home.” He nodded, leading her past the bodies, gently lifting her by the waist while he stepped over them. She stayed close to him, slowly becoming calm as they walked through town.

“You’re really strong.” She told him, her cheeks already a shade of pink. “Those wolves nearly killed Damon, I don’t know how you fight them all at once.”

“Fortunately, I’m a much more advanced vampire than young Damon.” He smiled, his eyes glancing just for a brief second to her lips.

“Because you’re an original?” Her head tilted as they came to stop outside her house. “How old does that make you exactly?”

“A little over a thousand.” He smiled, his hand letting go of hers. “So perhaps a year or two over your limit.” His eyes deepened when her cheeks got redder and she let out a laugh.

“Maybe” she scratched the back of her neck and stepped forward, hugging him once more. “Thank you, again.” Y/N smiled before heading into her house. Elijah lingered for a moment longer before vanishing into the night.

He had developed a soft spot for her. That much was obvious just from the way he spoke to her in comparison to the others. Elijah was happy to hear her out. When the others daggered him, he knew she had nothing to do with it.

That much was clear when they undaggered him. She was hugging him once again, apologising that it had happened him. Asking if it hurt, if he still hurt. Elijah enjoyed her warmth, the care radiating off her as if she’d known him for years. He hugged her back, holding her to him and breathing in her scent.

However, despite his centuries worth of self control, he could feel his blood rushing south. Slowly, he untangled himself from her and smiled.

“It’s late.” He nodded, squeezing her hand gently before releasing her. “You should be in bed so you’re safe.”

“I was gonna go stay with Bonnie, so she’s not alone down there.” She explained and though he liked how sweet and considerate she was, he didn’t want her being at risk.

“I’m sure Miss Bennett will be perfectly fine. I hear she has managed to engage in a ‘face-time’.” The last two words were said with a slight questioning tone that made Y/N laugh.

“Well…”

“I think it would be best if you were inside, where you’re safe.” He gently turned her to face her house. “Niklaus isn’t one to show mercy.” And because she trusted him, she went back home.

Unfortunately, Elijah wasn’t able to see her again until Damon woke him.

After showering, getting into a new suit and getting a hair cut, he made his way to her house. The door opened before he could knock making him smile.

“You’re back!” She beamed before hugging him again and taking his hand. “Come in!” She tugged him and the second his foot went over the threshold, he knew he’d be seeing a lot more of her. Visiting in the day…perhaps once or twice in the night to check on her. “Your hair looks nice.” Y/N reached up, her fingers gliding through it and messing up the style.

“Thank you.” He murmured, his eyes flickering to her lips again. She pulled her hand away slowly and smiled.

“Are you thirsty?” She asked and he suppressed a smirk.

“Parched.”

He sat quietly, accepting the glass of water and watching her sit opposite him. “I hope my brother hasn’t been too much of a bother.” He sighed and she shrugged.

“He’s been a little troublesome.” She laughed and he shook his head in dismay.

“Has he hurt you?” He questioned and her head shook.

“No, he’s only really hurt Damon since he got back.” She shrugged and he chuckled.

“Well that’s…expected.” Elijah mused, “though I should warn you that I’ll be waking the rest of my siblings this evening. I hope your friends won’t face any more harm but I can’t promise their safety from all of my siblings.” He glanced down, slightly disappointed with himself.

“Elijah, you know that it’s not your job to protect everyone, right?” She asked and he fell silent. After a moment, she reached over to hold his hand, her fingers touching his daylight ring. “Do you all wear the same design?” She changed the subject but still showed the same amount of interest.

“Our mother made them shortly after we turned, when we realised the sun burned us.” He nodded, stretching his fingers out for her to admire it. But as he felt her gaze, he couldn’t help but wonder if she was looking at them and thinking of anything else.

“Do you like being a vampire?” She asked quietly and he looked to her, seeing the genuine curiosity in her eyes.

“I enjoyed being human.” He answered vaguely but she nodded with understanding.

“What was it like back then?”

“Different. Five of us had to share a room, we were struggling, but we were happy.” The furrow in his brow made her heart clench. Elijah was slightly surprised when she stood at his side, his hand between both of hers. “Now, Niklaus controls us with daggers and keeps us in coffins.” His throat cleared and he too stood. “I’m going to fix that tonight.”

“Good luck, Elijah.” She smiled and leant up on her toes to kiss his cheek.

He let her words ring through his mind once more as he pulled the last dagger from Finn’s chest.

Within a few days, he had personally pushed an envelope through her door, and sat patiently at home, carefully selecting which bow tie he would wear for the ball. Rebekah could tell instantly that he was trying to impress someone after he had changed the way his hair was brushed three times.

“So…what’s her name?” She pressed as he checked his tuxedo again.

“I should have a waistcoat.” He murmured and Rebekah rolled her eyes.

“You look fine, Elijah, now who is she?”

“Y/N.” He answered faintly and Rebekah beamed.

“What does she look like? What will she be wearing? Are you sending her a car? Are you going to meet her at the door?”

The questions were fired left, right and centre. Elijah’s head was spinning, his mouth failing to form any answers.

He did in fact, linger by the door, listening intently as people approached the door and quickly heading out when heard her thank the driver. In a flash, he was at her side and offering his arm.

“Well, I know they say you’re a gentleman but I didn’t expect all this.” She laughed, smiling brightly at him as he led them inside.

“You should expect higher of me.” He teased, welcoming her inside and shooting Rebekah a look when she immediately moved to come over. “You look,” he took a breath, glancing her over slowly before looking back to her eyes. “Exquisite.” He landed on, swallowing thickly as he felt his cheeks blush.

“Thank you.” She smiled, her hand coming to rest on his arm making him unconsciously flex the muscle. “You look lovely.” She squeezed the muscle lightly, her eyes glancing down at it when she felt how firm he was.

“I have to go to the stairs for my mother’s welcome but I’ll find you for the dance.” He promised, Y/N let him go and smiled as he kept glancing back, making sure she didn’t suddenly disappear.

Her hand was back in his soon enough, his hand tentative against her waist. Y/N slid her hand to his shoulder, admiring the fabric of his suit.

“So, how has it been with your mother back?” She asked and he offered a half hearted smile.

“It’s been a very long time…she’s spent her time on the other side planning out demise. I think it’s fair to say that I’m not entire convinced of her performance yet.” He explained, voice low and serious.

“Well you better not go anywhere.” She teased and he preened.

“Of course not.”

Elijah danced with her until almost everyone had left. Only then did he walk her back to the car, reluctant to let her leave but also not wanting to appear so forward as to ask her to stay the night. He wouldn’t want her in such proximity to his siblings anyway.

“Goodnight, Y/N.” He whispered, his hand on hers still lingering. Y/N tilted her head, clearly waiting for something but when Elijah didn’t move she ended up leaning up herself to kiss him goodbye. Elijah’s hand came up to cup her face, his body stepping forward and pressing her back to the car. When her lips parted he felt the veins raise from beneath his eyes and his fangs ache. He pulled away, forcing himself to look away but her hands pulled him to look back at her.

He could see the slither of fear in her, though it was quickly masked as she kissed him again. Her hand against his chest made his heart soar but it also made him ravenous. Y/N moaned softly into his mouth as his hands held her tight, one hand grasping her rear making her gasp against him.

Elijah panted softly, turning his head away once again in an attempt to push his beast back down. “Forgive me.” He breathed, sliding his hand back up to her waist. Y/N leaned up, pressing her lips to his cheek for a lingering kiss before gently pushing his arms away.

“Goodnight, Elijah.” She smiled, settling down into the car and looking at him through the window and the driver set off.

Elijah remained stood outside for a minute or two after, needing the cool night air to help settle him.

He thought it had, but once he was back in his room, looking at the fresh sheets he had laid just in case, he couldn’t help but imagine her there. Quietly, the door was clicked shut and he settled down into his chair at his desk. His gaze set on his bed just imagining her.

How she would giggle, smile at him. Nervous but eager.

Slowly, his hands pulled his trousers open before sliding under the waistband of his boxers. He shuddered at the touch; he hadn’t realised quite how hard he’d become. He handled himself gently, pulling himself out into the open air and picturing her sweet face. Her soft hands wrapping around him. Stroking shyly.

His eyes fell closed, allowing him to picture her smile, to hear her breathy words as her thumb would roll over his tip. Elijah’s hips stuttered up, but he reminded himself that he’d take his time with her. Let her explore. He teased his balls, wondering how she would fondle them, how tight she would grip his cock. If she’d dare to put it in her mouth. A groan left him at the thought.

The drawers beside him were opened hastily, a squirt of cool cream squirted into his hand before being spread generously along his length. He moaned at the wet sound when he stroked quickly, instead of her mouth, he craved her pussy.

The thought of her on top of him, thighs over his as she rocked her hips. He’d finally see her breasts, feel them against him, in his hands and his mouth. How tight her pussy would be, how hot and soft.

His hips thrust up without restraint, fucking his own fist viscously as he imagined her begging him to go faster- harder.

She’d let him on top of her, legs around him, perhaps even over his shoulder as he thrust deep into her. Elijah tried to imagine the sounds she’d make, how needy her moans would be when she came. Would she like it slow and intimate? Or would she let him turn her over? Put her on all fours and caress her hips as he took her from behind.

A desperate sound came out of him, his hand moving impossibly fast as I came across his floor, spurting thick, hot streaks across the carpet and imagining how she would cry for more.

After a moment, he released himself, sinking into his chair with a long breath. His cheeks went red, as if he were embarrassed with himself. He was, a little.

But that didn’t stop him from wrapping his fingers back around himself the next morning, wishing desperately that he had asked her to come to bed with him.

But soon, his attention was torn from Y/N and placed back on his family. His mother’s plotting and his siblings demises. Once their mother had fled, Kol and Fin disappeared too. Rebekah had decided to stay and Elijah did too, though this time he did not stay for Niklaus.

He was staying for Y/N.