What? Another chapter? I told ya'll it was coming soon. I was just really feeling it today, I guess. Everyone's reviews really helped too. Kind of humorous is some spots, ending with some… fireworks, if you will, so be aware because that's the only warning I'm giving. Lots of love.
"Niklaus. You seem to be in higher spirits than normal. I've learned that this usually does not bode well for the family. What are you up to?" Elijah asked his entirely too happy brother.
"Well Elijah, if you must know… I'm getting married." Klaus practically exclaimed in joy. He was sent back to his home to gather a few items Eris needed for the ritual.
"To whom?" Elijah asked, incredulously.
"To Eris of course. Married. Bonded. Whatever! We'll be spending the rest of our unnaturally long lives together."
"And does she know about this?" Elijah asked, still confounded.
"Of course she does."
"…Did you force her into this, Niklaus?" Elijah asked, seriously. "Because I've gotten you out of a lot of things, but Eris is a witch of a different caliber. I wouldn't be able to weasel you out of any slight you might have caused against her."
"What?! Of course not." Klaus said, affronted. "If anything, she asked me! But if anyone else is wondering, I definitely did the asking." He continued.
"I'm sorry, I'm just having the hardest time wrapping my mind around this. You- She- The two of you had a discussion, and then decided to tie your lives together?"
"Yes."
"But… why?"
"Why does anyone decide to get married Elijah? Honestly." Klaus shook his head.
"You've never been interested in marriage before. Not even long-standing relationships. It's always been travelling and art, with maybe a woman or two in between. Someone to be quickly forgotten about with the lure of new paints."
"Well, I'd never met an Eris before, now did I?" Klaus replied, cheerily, leaving his elder brother reeling.
"I just…I don't understand." Elijah said to an empty room.
"What was that brother?" Kol asked, walking into the room, only to see his eldest brother standing in a daze.
"Nothing makes sense anymore." Elijah replied.
"How so?" Kol asked.
"Tell me. Are we awake?"
"Um. What an odd line of questioning. But to answer: I'm awake. You could be sleepwalking and talking. Not something documented in vampires yet, but hey, you could be the first." Kol joked, slapping his brother on the back. He was surprised Elijah allowed it, as normally he would flash out of the way in order not to be sullied by such "uncouth" behavior. Hell, the slap even jostled his normally unflappable brother. Something was wrong.
"Niklaus just told me something unbelievable, and now I'm not sure if it was real, or all an elaborate hallucination."
"What did he say then?"
"That he was getting married."
"Elaborate hallucination." Kol said, not even needing to think about it.
"Married?!" Screeched Rebekah at the same time, speeding into the room. "Who's getting married? I love weddings." Elijah just shook his head and examined the room around him like he'd never seen any of the items in it before. Kol had to answer his overly excited sister.
"Elijah had a hallucination that Nik told him he was getting married."
"That's a strange thing to be hallucinating about." She said, turning to her elder brother. "And why would you be hallucinating anyway? Have you killed a hunter lately? Been bitten by a werewolf?"
"No…" Elijah answered, slowly coming to a realization…
"Bloody hell! Nik's actually getting married!" Elijah did not faint.
"So, when exactly is this happening?" Klaus asked his bride-to-be.
"Well, the moon is currently waxing, we've a good three days before it's completely full. More than enough time to get everything settled."
"Walk me through the preparations, love?"
"Sure. The best place to do this will be outside, where we're one with the earth. That clearing we woke up in last month would be perfect. Do you remember where it was?"
"I'm sure I could track it down again."
"Excellent. It seemed really calm there. Very little disturbances. Which is great, because I won't be able to ward the area for privacy. Any wards not directly pertaining to the bonding ritual will tamper with the ambient magic of the ceremony." She explained.
"So, we'll essentially be exhibitionists that night?" Klaus leered.
"Possibly. Usually the heavy magic in the air is enough to deter a random wanderer. But some people are more focused and determined than others. It all depends."
"Are you not worried about someone catching us in flagrante, love?"
"Not really, I'm comfortable in my body." She smiled sneakily. "I'm sure you'll be too." She winked, walking away and leaving a flustered Original Hybrid behind.
"So, I'm getting married." Eris spoke into her magic mirror later that day. It had been Hell convincing her hybrid to let her out of his sight after dropping that suggestive comment earlier that day.
"Pay up, Fred." Luna's dreamy voice echoed over the connection. Grumbling was heard, followed by the distinct sound of galleons clinking against each other.
"I don't even know why I bet against you, Lunes."
"Hold on. How did you guys even know I was in a relationship?" They both dead-eyed her. "Sirius. I should have known, he gossips more than a teenaged witch." She said, rolling her eyes. "I don't know why I'm even surprised anymore."
"Really." Fred said. "So, when can we meet the lucky bloke? I'm sure Draco would love to measure up the new Consort Black."
"Ugh. Do not tell Draco. I'll have to call him after I'm finished with you two to let it be known that this does not get back to Sirius."
"Hold on, isn't he there with you now? How doesn't he know yet?" Fred asked.
"He doesn't know yet, because honestly, he and Nik have not been getting along. He thinks I haven't noticed, but I see all. He freaked out when I asked him to bring the bonding set with him. Even though he knows it's coming, he needs more time to adjust to Nik and I becoming a matched set. Maybe we'll tell him in a couple of years…" She trailed off, thoughtfully.
"Yeah, that's not going to happen." Luna said.
"Hey, what do you know that I don't know?" Eris demanded.
"PUP!" Sirius yelled, from directly behind her.
"Shite! Why didn't you guys say anything?! Worst best friends ever!"
"Bye!" The two chimed over the mirror, the image rippling away and returning to the reflection of herself with a very angry godfather behind her.
"Sirius. Calm down."
"I will not calm down!"
"Hey, maybe we should get Draco over here and have a family discussion?" She suggested, trying to back away.
"I am Lord of House Black and I decree that you shall not get married to that… that… DOG!"
"Wow." She replied, drolly. "Excellent choice of words. Really."
"He's much too old for you."
"Oh? Is that so?"
"Yes." Sirius nodded.
"Well, in a thousand years, when I'm 1023, and he's 2025, the gap will be much smaller."
"Well, uh. I'll disown you if bond to him."
"No, you won't."
"No, I won't. But, I will remove you as Heir Apparent, and give it to Draco instead."
"You barely tolerate Draco. That's not happening."
"Stop poking holes through my threats!" He whined. "And you're right. I can't stand the brat. He's much too like his father. Bloody ponce. I only invite him over because there are so few Blacks left." Eris shook her head in amusement.
"Well, I didn't want you to find out like this, but, since the cat's already out of the bag…aren't you going to congratulate me. Your only daughter?"
"Mazel tov." He replied, straight-faced.
"Don't be facetious. I've found you a son-in-law, a father for Teddy, and a father for all my future heirs."
"Future…heirs?" He squeaked out.
"Yes. Won't the Black family continue on the traditional of being outrageously good-looking?" Sirius did faint.
It was the night of the full moon. Klaus looked back on how drastically his life had changed in the last several months since meeting Eris. His family was back and better than ever, minus the unsavory characters. The only weapons that could kill said family were burned to an ash, with those ashes scattered to the four winds. He was starting his own family with Eris, with tonight being the official start of that, the bonding ceremony. Yes. Things were looking up. He had never been happier, been more fulfilled than he was now, all thanks to a witch named Eris.
"You ready for this?" Eris asked her husband-to-be, before they left the manor and started on the trek to their prepared clearing in the woods.
"Of course, my love." He responded, taking her hand in his own and kissing the back of it. "I've never been more ready for anything in my life."
"Then let's get this started." She smiled.
The first part of the ceremony was nothing outrageous. They stepped into the prepared area barefoot. The exchange of vows was heavy with meaning and magic. A bejeweled goblet was acquired, in which their blood was mixed with wine and exchanged. The wine affected Eris, the blood affected Klaus. A handfasting was performed, which would have been tricky with just the two, but Death made a quick appearance to bless the union and literally tie the knot. It was then that the real festivities began.
"Be gentle with me?" Eris asked, her whispered request still loud against the silent backdrop of the night.
"Maybe at first." Said Klaus, pushing her hair from her shoulders and neck, eyes riveted on that pale expanse of skin, searching for where he would put his mark. She rolled her eyes at his joke, and their gazes met. "You're the most important person to me. Do you know that?" He asked.
"As you are mine." She responded. Their lips met in a tender greeting, but what started as a gentle press of lips soon evolved into a passionate battle of wills. Eris took her time to map out the body of her lover through her caresses. Klaus was more eager, his hands seeming to be everywhere on the skin that was bared to him, as he pressed the length of his body against her own. Eventually, even the undyed silk robes they wore into the ceremonial circle were deemed too much of a hindrance and ripped from their bodies. And although this wasn't the first time he'd seen Eris in all her natural splendor, it was just as enthralling.
"Beautiful as ever." He spoke between the kisses he placed along her throat, lowering her to the plush forest floor.
"Stop complimenting yourself." She replied, causing him to rumble in laughter against her, the sensations doing wonderful things to her body, in specific, her breasts, which Klaus decided to turn his attentions to. She amused herself by letting her hands follow the play of his muscles from his shoulders down to his trim waist, as he suckled upon her breast. An extended canine scraped against a nipple, causing Eris to gasp and dig her nails into Klaus. He growled lowly, lifting his golden gaze to his mate's face, noting her shocked pleasure.
Settling himself firmly between her legs, he continued further down, stroking his callused hands against her too smooth thighs as he kissed down and across her stomach before making it to his target. Locking his eyes with hers again, he kissed the top of her lightly furred mound, before diving in to taste her essence. A moan was shared between the two at the contact, and Eris found her hands in Klaus' hair and her hips grinding on his face without her say so. Not that Klaus was any better. He had committed to eating her out as if he were a man dying of thirst in the desert, and her womanhood held the only water for miles. His elbow was locked under and around her hip and the opposite hand had made its way back to her chest, rhythmically squeezing a breast.
He continued his kissing and licking until his little mate screamed her release to the heavens, baring her lovely throat to his gaze. He couldn't help but to take a moment and bask in the pride of a job well done. He continued his earlier ministrations and took advantage of her prolonged orgasm, slipping one finger, then two, into her virgin passage, relishing in the tight pressure of her walls even as he fought to stretch them. After a third finger was introduced, Klaus deemed her ready.
He repositioned himself above her, moving one of her flexible thighs up with him to rest on his shoulder. He shivered a bit at her flexibility.
"Ready, love?" He asked, the tip of him pressing gently, insistently, at her opening.
"Always." Eris replied. He sunk into her heat with a groan, stilling as soon as he entered her fully.
"Sweetheart, can I...?"
"Yes! Move!" She ordered, squeezing her channel around him, causing both a tandem moan and Klaus to start pumping out and into her. As promised, he was gentle at first. Until she pulled at his hair and bit at his lips and scratched at his back, all in a bid to make him go faster. To give her more. And more he gave her. With a tree-shaking growl, double canines and black-gold hybrid eyes were out to stay, Eris' other leg joined the first over Klaus' shoulder, and he stroked into her like a man possessed. Pleasure built between them both. It, along with the magic captured and released by their joining, crackled densely in the air. It was almost tangible, almost visible.
Lightning struck once on a clear night.
A shout of completion.
A howl of conquest.
Heartbeats frantic but slowing.
Breaths heavy.
"Did you have to bite me that hard?" Eris complained.
"Probably not, love. But your neck is so delectable I couldn't help myself. And your blood…" he licked his lips, "your blood is something else, love. I reckon I'm a little bit high right now." Klaus was laid back among the grass and leaves, a picture of lazy contentment.
"Mhmm." Eris pursed her lips, before smirking mischievously. She pounced atop of Klaus, leaning down so that their noses brushed. "This time, I'm biting you." His eyes lost their haziness once those words were uttered.
"Please do."