The Casket Girls
Hayley stood in front of the full-length mirror and looked at herself in the white dress. It was beautiful, that was for sure, but definitely not meant for a pregnant werewolf. White was supposed to be a color of purity right? Hayley snorted at the irony and reached behind herself to try and get the zipper up for what felt like the eightieth time. Frustrated, she just let the back stay open and swayed back and forth.
"Would you like some help?"
Hayley looked to the corner of the mirror to see Elijah standing in the doorway. She was surprised to see him dressed in a t-shirt and jacket, but it was a pleasant sight. It made him seem… normal. Almost. She grinned at him in the mirror as he walked towards her.
"You might need to use all your vampire strength," she teased. He smirked and walked up behind her.
"Allow me."
She felt the zipper of the dress finally go up and tighten around her, but it surprisingly fit. As Elijah finished buttoning the top of the dress, he stepped to the side so she could admire herself. But Hayley glanced over at him and grinned.
"Thanks. Not too many pregnant Casket Girls, I guess," she said with a slight frown. She pressed her hands to her slightly swollen belly and pursed her lips.
"I think you look lovely. Only I would..." he trailed off as he reached to pull the fabric of the dress over her shoulder. She reached back and touched the skin herself.
"I know, keep the freaky werewolf birthmark covered," she said. Elijah strolled around the room, but kept his eyes on her.
"Well, I don't suspect any of the riff-raff here would dare lay a hand on you, knowing you're under the protection of my family. Still, you shouldn't take any chances."
Hayley looked at herself in the mirror and sighed.
"All knocked up and nowhere to go," she pouted. Elijah raised his eyebrows at this statement and cleared his throat.
"You know... if you wanted to attend the festivities tonight, I would be more than willing to take you," he offered. The tone of his voice was hopeful, something that Hayley made a mental note of. She thought about it. She'd be able to be with him all night. They could walk, talk more, maybe dance… it was all very appealing to her, but she was being selfish. As much as she wanted to, that would drive an even bigger wedge between Elijah and Klaus.
"Hmm... you and Klaus are barely on speaking terms. Let's not rock the boat, okay?" she said apologetically. Elijah nodded at this.
"Of course," he said. He looked at her once more before turning to walk out the door.
"Elijah," Hayley called after him. "Do you mind?"
Hayley motioned to the zipper on her back and Elijah nodded. He walked back over to her, but this time when his fingers began to unbutton her dress, they skimmed the skin on her back. Hayley shivered and shut her eyes, completely aware of the effect he had on her.
Likewise, as Elijah unzipped the dress and saw her bare back, he had a hard time controlling himself. In fact, he lingered there for a moment longer than he should have, but he didn't care. She had a control over him that he sometimes could not escape, and this was no exception. However, he forced himself to return to reality and left her to dress herself, leaving him only with his thoughts of the woman that had already taken a hold of his heart.
