Part 1
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He was hungry and tattered in appearance but she refused to let him go. She broke the chains easily from the walls of the crypt and Elijah dropped to his knees. His shoulders and torso were tired from bearing the weight of his body in the chains.
Haley knelt in front of him, urging him not to give so easily to Esther's power. She bared her open wrist, the wound she created bleeding and dripping like nectar in front of him. He shook his head at the idea of feeding on her.
"I crave you…your blood, your heart and…" Elijah stopped himself, his chest beginning to heave, the veins in his face showing, his fangs dropping. He fought the urge to lurch forward and drink from her. He could smell the metal of her blood, the red seeping from her, enticing him to drink. He ran his tongue over the sharp fangs, feeling the tips pierce the flesh a bit. Tasting his own blood. His blood tasted metallic and bitter. He could smell the blood of Esther's body on Hayley's chin, wanting to lean and lick it from her as drops slipped smoothly down her neck like beads of water.
Hayley placed a hand on Elijah's face, directing his attention back to her eyes, her green eyes, like a summer meadow. He could feel the strength of her muscles even through the smallest touch. Hayley watched him, her eyes large, with a strength and fierceness behind them. He supposed that she must have been strong before becoming a hybrid, any woman would have to be just to carry and bear Niklous a child. The thought of Hayley sleeping with Nik caused Elijah to sit back a little, remember and resist his temptations briefly. He stared at the ground, backing away from her. His fangs rescinded and his eyes returned to normal with the familiar feeling of defeat in his love for Hayley.
Hayley watched Elijah beginning to pull away and knew that she needed to do something drastic if she was going to get him to feed.
"I trust you" her soft voice like a whisper, floating to Elijah's ears and causing him to look up at her again. She inched closer to him, placing a hand behind his neck, pulling him closer to her. She held her breath, sitting up, her mouth like a magnet, her body felt like a livewire, needing more of Elijah to keep her grounded. He leaned towards her, the scent of something in the air that he had not smelled in a long time.
Hayley yanked Elijah towards her, not being able to bear the tension any more. Her lips met his forcefully, nipping, biting, exploring. She pushed her body closer to his, the chains clinking as Elijah's hands moved from her shoulders to her hips, pulling her even closer. She could almost feel his pulse in the proximity and pulled at his hair, wanting more than what she was getting currently. Hayley pressed her lips harder to his, demanding a rough response as Elijah deepened the kiss. He nipped affectionately at Hayley's lip, then bit and drew the smallest amount of blood, but Hayley did not slow down. Elijah knew that Esther was wrong about him, he did not ruin every "butterfly" he touched.
It was not until Elijah felt his fangs again that he realized the hunger was getting stronger, and his fear returned, ripping him from Hayley's grasp. He pulled his face from hers, staring at the ground, willing away the veins in his face and wishing away his fangs. Hayley could see him struggling.
"Stop being such a damn gentlemen" Hayley rolled her eyes at him, pulling her hair away from her neck, exposing the smooth flesh and throbbing artery, begging Elijah to bite and feed.
Without another word, Elijah leaned in swiftly bracing Hayley's back and biting roughly into her neck. Her body went ridged then relaxed as his grip tightened, the chains still around his wrists and clinking as he pulled her body tighter to his chest. A moan elicited from Hayley, her hand resting on Elijah's muscular shoulders. She relaxed yet a again and clawed into him, pulling and urging him to keep drinking. Elijah felt his strength returning, lifting himself and Hayley. As he stood, he clutched Hayley, now limp in bliss in his arms, emitting small gasps and moans every now and then as he fed. As soon as he felt strong enough, he tore himself from Hayley's neck, her body slumped still, draped back, arms out as though she was crucified. Elijah shifted and supported her weight in left arm, using his right to grab her jaw and roughly pull her face back up, her eyes fluttering open, he licked the blood from her chin and pressed his lips forcefully to hers, taking her lips and invading her mouth with his tongue. She tasted like metal and her scent flooded his nostrils. The pleasant scent of lilac and sweet strawberry shampoo. He breathed her in, feeling her body stiffen, her hands snake up his biceps to his neck, yanking him further into the kiss.