A/N: So this will be a two-piece or a very short series. This is the first fic ever published by me. Flashbacks are written in italics. Smut is under the *. This probably isn’t well structured, and I am sorry for that.
Fandom : The Originals
Pairing : Elijah x reader
Words : Around 2000.
Warning : there is smut in this. It is soft, loving smut, but still smut. So yeah. Angst. Fluff, if that needs a warning?
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Living with the Original family was hard. Sometimes, they couldn't even live with themselves, so they would disappear for a couple of days. Or weeks. Who knows. But she could never do that. She wasn't one of them, but that didn't change the fact that she was family. She was there through thick and thin for the last 200 years, and she could never let any of them down. They took her in when she had no one. They gave her home, and a new life. And for her, they were good, even if the whole world saw them differently. Nik and Kol were the brothers she wished she had, and Bekah was the sister she wished her sister was like. She loved them with all her heart, truly and deeply. Y/N would do anything for them.
But Elijah was totally different story. Y/N loved him, of course. He was everything to her. He wasn't her brother. Not even her friend. He was.. always just more. Elijah and Y/N were everything and nothing. But she loved him, no matter what. And sometimes, she thought he loved her too.
She thought he loved when she would wake up with him still next to her, holding her so tightly, like she would leave if he didn't. She thought he loved her when he would kiss the top of her head before leaving the room. She believed he cared when he held her hand while walking the streets of whichever town they were living in. She hoped he felt the same when he would get her little things, like that little velvet flowery scrunchie she saw in the mall, or those lovely heart-shaped earrings she always looked at, but never bought. Y/N wished and prayed hoping she will one day become to him what he was to her.. everything.
She especially thought he loved her when he was kissing her like there was no tomorrow, caressing her body, oh, so lovingly and exploring every part of her she had to offer. She remembers when was the first time that happened, she remembers everything that happened. She remembers the feeling, the touches, the kisses, the words.
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1903.
After another bloody dinner with God knows who and why, Nik, Elijah and Y/N were on their way back home.
“ Tell me again, Nik, why do I have to come to these things. Those men were so bloody boring. And they were looking at me like I am a piece of meat! ‘’ Y/N angrily asked, again. ‘’ Come on, love. It wasn’t that bad. And you know that Elijah and I would never let anyone touch you. ‘’ He said, looking at his brother with a cheeky smile. ‘’ Well, Nik, why don’t you bring Bekah then? You say you love me just as much, but I am the one you torture the most. How is that fair? ‘’ Y/N whined, playfully shoving him with her shoulder and sticking her tongue to him. ‘’ Well, Bekah would kill me, love. Do you want that? ‘’ Nik asked Y/N, pretending to be heartbroken. Before Y/N could even answer him, at least 10 vampires circled them, probably even more. She didn’t know what they wanted, but it was probably Niks fault, again. They could’ve easily beat those vampires, but something happened. Elijah and Nik heard screams, Y/Ns’ screams. She was staked, lying on the floor, barely alive, blood everywhere. Elijah took her into his arms, told Nik to take care of them and he will take care of her. And he did.
Elijah took Y/N home, laid her carefully on her bed. He took the stake out, so carefully, so slowly, making sure he was not hurting her even more. She was in a bad shape, and he only prayed that she will pull through this time. Elijah sat next to her, put her head on his lap and played with her hair. She was in pain, he knew. The way she clung onto him and the sheets, the way she shivered. She was covered in cold sweat and she was mumbling who knows what. Elijah was there, taking care of her the whole night until she was starting to feel better. He would get her water, blood, anything she needed. When she finally woke up, she was as good as new and he was angry as never before.
‘’ HOW DID THAT HAPPENED? YOU ARE A SIX HUNDRED YEARS OLD VAMPIRE, Y/N! BLOODY HELL. I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU. YOU SHOULD BE CAREFUL. AND SMARTER THAN THAT. ‘’ he screamed, letting all the anger out of him. ‘’ Lijah.. Please. Listen to me. There was more of them. And one snuck behind you, I-I don’t know how you didn’t hear him. I took him down, but another one appeared behind me. H-he surprised me, I didn’t have the time to react. I COULD NOT LET HIM DO ANYTHING TO YOU, LIJAH. You know that. I could never let anyone hurt you… I love you too much.. please.. Lijah… don't be m-mad at me.. ‘’ Y/N was sitting on the bed, crying, choking on her tears and her fear of losing him. She could never let that happen, he was everything to her. This was the first time she told those words to him, in that way. And he knew. He knew it was different. ‘’ You.. You saved me, darling? ‘’ his heart couldn't take what she was saying. ‘’ Of course I saved you, Lijah. I-I would do it again, anytime.. ‘’ Y/Ns voice was so quiet, but he heard her loud and clear. She felt the same. ‘’ You love me, Y/N? How do you mean, you love me? How do you love me? What am I to you? ‘’ he asked, now sitting next to her, his hands on her face, his eyes looking into hers. ‘’ Everything.. you are everything, Lijah. ‘’ Y/N couldn’t look at him anymore, her eyes anywhere but on his. And the next thing that happened, surprised both of them.
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He kissed her. And she kissed him back. She was shocked that he was kissing her, he was shocked that she was kissing him back. They both wanted this for so long, and it was finally happening. Her hands traveled around his shoulders, on the back of his neck, and found a way into his hair. Y/N pulled him closer, as close as he could get, and kissed him deeper. His hands on her waist, pulling him into his lap. She was on top of him, his hands traveling on her ass. She felt him squeezing her ass and moaned. That gave Elijah opportunity to slip his tongue into her mouth. Their kiss deepened, Y/N grinding onto him, her pussy rubbing onto his erected dick. She unbuttoned his shirt and took it off. She kissed his mouth again, then started moving. Slowly dragging her tongue over his jawline, lightly bitting his earlobe, her mouth traveling onto his neck until she found his sweet spot. When he started moaning and squeezing her ass harder, she knew she found it. Suddenly he stopped her, moving her next to him. He got on top of her, tugged her shirt so she held her hands up and he took it off.
‘’ Beautiful. I never saw anything this beautiful. You are perfect, my love. ‘’ he whispered into her ear, slowly moving his lips on her neck and then her breasts. He looked into her eyes and she nodded, knowing he was asking for her permission. Her bra was off, somewhere on the floor now. ‘’ So gorgeous. I can’t believe you are mine. I can’t believe this is all mine, Y/N. ‘’ he spoke while his hands were squeezing her breasts.
‘’ Lijah, please. ‘’ her voice was trembling. ‘’ Please what, my love? ‘’ he said teasingly, and she both loved and hated it. ‘’ Come on Elijah, do something. I need you, please ‘’ she was begging him, and he loved every second of it. He loved how she needed him.
His lips kissed her left breast, his tongue licking her nipple, making her moan again. His hands were on her skirt, pulling it down together with her panties. She was naked in front of him, him enjoying the view. He couldn’t believe that she was in front of him, naked, waiting for him to fuck her. When he didn’t do anything for too long, she started begging again. ‘’ Please Lijah, I need to feel you, please ‘’. His tongue was suddenly on her other nipple, licking it and biting hard. Her breathing was already fast. He started kissing her stomach, getting lower and lower, until he was in front of her wet pussy. ‘’ I barely touched you, and you are this wet. All for me? God, you smell so good, my love. Can’t wait to taste you. ‘’ His words hit her straight to the core, her hands found a way to his head and she pulled him into her.
His tongue lightly licking a stripe from her entrance to her clit, tasting her. ‘’ You taste amazing, my beautiful. I could stay here for hours. ‘’ She gasped when she felt his tongue on her clit, licking and sucking. His fingers soon found her pussy too. He dipped two into her, making her moan so loudly. He slowly started pumping them while licking her clit. He was playing with her, teasing her. Elijah loved every little sound Y/N was making for him. His pumps started to get faster, her breathing was getting irregular, her moans and gasps loud and he knew she was close. He soon felt her getting tight around his fingers, moaning and screaming his name. ‘’ That was amazing, Lijah. ‘’ she pulled him on top of her, kissing him. She had no idea when he took off his pants, but she didn’t mind. And damn, she was shocked. She didn’t expect him to be that big, and thick.
‘’ Please fuck me, Lijah. Make me yours, please. Need you inside me. ‘’ He was definitly happy to grant her that wish. He lined his cock with her pussy and slowly pushed himself inside. She was so wet, so warm, so tight. Like she was made for him. In that moment he thought that nobody could take him like this, make him feel this good. His thrusts were slow, sensual, loving. He wasn’t just fucking her, they were making love. They kissed, moaned, gasped and screamed together. Their fingers were intertwined, they were whispering so sweetly to each other. ‘’ You make me feel so good, Lilah. You fill me up so well, nobody could ever make me feel like you. ‘’ And God, her voice was the loveliest melody to him. ‘’ You are so tight, my love. Taking me in so good, squeezing me so well. You are such a good girl. ‘’
His pace quickened, his fingers found her clit. ‘’ Cum for me again, baby, come on. Squeeze my cock, make me feel good. ‘’ she cried out, moaning, her cunt becoming tighter and tighter around him. ‘’ My love, I can feel you cuming, you are doing so well ‘’. She came almost instantly after hearing those words, and with few trusts he was done too. They collapsed into each others arms, falling asleep like that.
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That night happened more that one hundred years ago. Things changed. World changed and evolved. Nik was a hybrid, and he had a little girl, Hope and Aunty Y/N her adored so much. Bekah was with Marcel again, finally happy, and Kol had a lovely girl in his life that Y/N really liked.
But she and Elijah changed too. And not for the better. The thing is, they were always nothing. They would fall into eachother beds almost every night, for over a hundred years. They would talk or they would read or they would have amazing sex. Sometimes they would just sleep together. But that was all. He never asked her to be his, and he was never hers. She was never his only one. But Y/N never had anyone else, since that night in 1903. She was his, always and forever.
And now she was looking at the man she loved with all her being while he was looking at he woman he loved so much. Hayley was good. Y/N never hated Hayley. She loved her, but that doesn’t mean her heart wasn’t broken. She had to look at them while she couldn’t do anything. The worst thing was, Elijah would still come into her bed at night. But he stopped making love to her, he started fucking her. And she was taking all that she could get. Her heart was broken, but still yearning for him. Still needing him. Still wanting him. And she knew it had to stop. She had to leave, if she ever wanted to be happy again. And she decided that she will leave, no matter what.
Plot:Hope is kidnapped and raised by an old enemy of the Mikaelson’s. With Hayley cursed except for one night a month she was defenseless to protect her child from the witches. Fast forward several years later and the resentment and anger that was uprooted that night is as strong as ever. What became of their littles wolf? Will they manage to find her?
CHAPTER 1 & CHAPTER 2
The locals think the bayou is some enchanted chunk of land. To the average person it was a place where fog skimmed the surface of the water every morning, reminiscent of a hot spring. The bayou was a piece of forbidden paradise. Only to be seen in photographs that'd been perfectly staged by the man in charge of the city. In New Orleans the one person that controlled every aspect of the city was Marcel Gerard. He needed the fantasy. The idea of enchanted wonders and mysterious witches was the lure for the busload of tourists that showed up every weekend. The fantasy worked for him. It gave his legion of misfits an unlimited supply of crimson.
But once you put aside the politics and the vampire feeding ritual the bayou wasn't much of a magical fairytale. As far as Hayley was concerned it was hell on earth. One hundred and twenty-seven days. It had been exactly one hundred and twenty-seven days, five hours and thirty-six minutes since Klaus Mikaelson had cursed her people. For these last month's Hayley had been forced to scavenge for food and crawl throughout the rundown land aimlessly. Her life lacked purpose. All the days melted into each other. There was nothing special, life lacked moments worth remembering.
Life in the bayou was monotonous. Hayley woke up around noon, well she assumed it was noon, clocks weren't something she had access to or use for. Then, she's stretch her arms in the ever famous downward dog to prepare herself for a day of walking around the forest without any set direction or care. A few hours later the emptiness in her belly would remind her it was time to hunt down a meal. The first few weeks hadn't been so bad. There'd been enough for the entire clan to consume as much as they pleased, but their supply of food had quickly been depleted. The wolf's had been greedy. They killed more than they could eat and then left the half-finished bodies to rot in the blazing sun.
One hundred and twenty-seven days. Hayley made sure to count every hour, minute, and second that she spent separated from her daughter. Keeping track of the time fueled the rage she felt towards the hybrid. Staring at the glowing sun Hayley anxiously waited for the burning star to fall down the sky and allow the moon to take over. In just a few hours she'd be able to hold her baby girl in her arms and take in the sweet aroma of her plump skin.
Time always seemed to drag by slower than usual on the one night she was given the privilege to inhabit her human form. Nervous energy flowed through Hayley's bones. Her body begged for a lap around the woods but she remained frozen in place. Her four paws were dug into the wet earth as her eyes remained pinned on the sky, analyzing the sun's every movement. Just a few more hours…just a few more hours… Night couldn't come quick enough.
She fell asleep. The anxiety in her bones got the best of her and before she knew it her eyes were covered in the bliss of darkness. At first she'd been excited by the nothingness and told herself Hope would be there any minute, but the excitement was short lived as soon as she'd forced her eyes open she'd realized that it was still day time. Digging her limbs into the wet earth she felt the wiggle of worms between her fingers. She had fingers again. A joyful smiled pulled one her lips at this sweet realization. No more paws and fur. Instead she was greeted with ten dirt covered fingers and golden skin lined with black smudges. Hayley was human again. Biting down on her lower lip she fought the urge to let out a giggle as images of her littlest wolf filled her mind.
Pressing her legs against her chest she tried to keep her body's natural heat from leaving her naked frame. Looking up at the twinkling stars the hybrid started to wonder how much Hope had grown since the last time they'd seen each other. She tried to recall one of the many passages she'd skimmed in What to Expect When You're Expecting while pregnant with her baby wolf. At what age do babies start walking?...Have her baby teeth started to come in yet?... A million other questions crashed into her head. Hayley made a mental note of each of them and planned to ask Elijah to describe every single one of the past twenty days with as much detail as possible.
Pulling a lace bralette from the close line she covered her exposed body parts before slipping into the black maxi dress Elijah had set out for her. It took every ounce of restraint for her not to run into the vampire's arms. Elijah was facing the murky river. His hands were tucked into the pockets of his trousers and he was cautious not to turn around as Hayley's feet sloshed through the mud. "Hey." Her voice was a mere whisper, masking all the excitement brewing in her bones. When Elijah didn't turn around immediately it made her feel uneasy. Something was wrong. It never took him this long to respond to her. Usually, he had a smile from ear to ear as she made her way to him unable to contain his own excitements, but today he didn't even move. "Elijah." He turned his head to the side, still ignoring Hayley's questioning stare. From the rundown cabin to his lift the Mikaelson witch slowly crept outside. "Freya. What are you doing here?"
"We need to tell you something." Freya crossed her arms over her chest and gave Elijah a look that said she wasn't strong enough to break the news to Hayley on her own.
"Where's Hope?" For the first time she noticed that neither of them was holding her baby girl. "Where's Hope?" The tone behind her words was demanding and filled with judgment. "Elijah. Where's my daughter?"
Elijah made his way to the wolf queen and thumbed the soft skin across her cheek. She was a savage beauty. Her hair was knotted together and the small dip above her lip was coated with smudges of mud and dew. "She's missing." There was a million other ways he could have worded the tragedy yet those were the only two that seemed fitting. How could he tell her that he'd allowed Hope to get taken from their home? How could he tell her that he, a thousand year old vampire, had been overpowered by a legion of witches?
"What do you mean she's missing?" Hayley slapped his hand away; she couldn't stand him touching her. Every stroke of his fingers was condescension.
"There was an attack on the compound." Freya stepped forward, fingers running through her hair to ease her anxiety. She could feel her limbs shaking as she stood in front of the wolf. "A group of witches swarmed the house. There was nothing we could do to stop them."
"There was nothing you could do to stop them?" Her breath became caught in her throat; this was all too much for her. She couldn't understand how it was possible that they'd been overpowered by some random collection of witches. "She was supposed to be safe with you!" Hayley shoved Elijah away from her. Everything about him fueled her anger. The smell of his skin, the feel of his gaze and the flick of his fingers made the hybrid want to punch him in the face. "I trusted you, both of you! She's missing? You say it so calmly, like it's something normal. Why aren't you looking for her?" Hayley's eyes were glowing with a golden light, a sign of the fury coursing through her veins. "Answer me!"
Freya looked over at her brother. His eyes were fixed on the fuming wolf queen and for the first time since they'd met she saw an uneasiness flowing through him. He was breaking apart. Freya wasn't sure if his broken state was a result of their missing niece or a product of the wolf's refusal to be touched by him. "We- I can't finder her. I've done several locator spells and I found nothings. It's like she doesn't exist." After the words left her mouth Freya realized that maybe that wasn't the best choice of words.
"You've been drinking." The smell of tequila filled her senses with every word Freya uttered. "So, my daughter's missing and you were hard at work getting hammered?" Hayley crossed her arms against her chest and inched closer to the witch until their faces were inches apart.
Freya licked her chapped lips and spoke slowly, "We just needed something to take the edge off."
"We?" Hayley rolled her eyes and stepped away from the blonde. "So, your niece goes missing and the two of you decide to take the edge off? While you two were sitting around drinking and wallowing in your own uselessness those psycho witches could have been hurting Hope!" A hot stream of tears traveled down her cheek. She rubbed them away roughly with the back of her hand, wiping off several mud stains in the process. "And where were you in all this?" All of Hayley's fury was directed towards the man who claimed to love her, the man who swore to stand by the littlest wolf as though she were his own.
"The attack was…unexpected. We thought the witch's absurd plot against Hope was put to rest after Davina made clear that if any of the nine covens conspired against the child they would be put to death." He wanted to reach out and touch her. His fingers were only inches away from her skin before he realized what he was doing. Elijah forced his hands into the pockets of his trouser to restrain any further urges to press his hands into her tender skin. "I did my best to protect her. I need you to know that."
"Your best wasn't good enough." Elijah's incessant need to avoid her gaze whenever he spoke was starting to annoy the hybrid. Reaching out to him she dug her nails into his chin and forced his warm stare to meet her own. "You told me you'd keep her safe. If I remember correctly your exact words were, 'I'll protect her with my life'. Yet, you're here, alive and well but my baby girl is god knows where with god knows who. You didn't protect her with your life. You didn't fight for her!" Every cell in her body begged her to tear into his throat and fill his stream with her venom. Hayley wanted him to feel a fraction of the pain she was currently experiencing. The blank glaze that coated his eyes was supposed to soften her heart, it was meant to inspire some pity from her but she was unwilling to offer it to him. This wasn't about him. The only thing that mattered was her pain, her anger and her frustration.
"We'll find her. Klaus is pursuing some leads, I promise you-"
Hearing Klaus' name escape from Freya's lips injected her with fury. "Klaus." Hayley scoffed as she said his name. "The big bad wolf couldn't protect his own daughter." An angry smile formed across her lips as she massaged the aching muscles in her neck. "Your entire family is useless. All of you spend your days preaching about family and 'always and forever', but it's all a bunch of bullshit. You're all useless when it comes to protecting your own. I mean look at me. I'm part of the family right? Yet, I've been stuck here for months and neither one of you has found a way to save me. I'm done! I'm done with this stupid family." Hayley let out a scream and lifted her hands in the air as she stepped away from them. "I'm going to go find my daughter." Giving the two Mikaelson's a final look she disappeared into the darkness. She knew her time in human form was limited but she couldn't just stay there with her thumb in her mouth and do nothing. Hope needed her and by the look of things the rest of her "family" was too weak to do whatever was necessary to bring her home.
