The moon was high in the sky when Adeline woke again. Stefan was lying next to her on her bed sleeping peacefully. She smiled, he looked so innocent nowadays like he couldn't hurt a fly. Once she established where she was she did a quick mental check of herself. She realized the burning in her throat had intensified and she winced. She had to make it back to Elijah. There was no other way. She slid off the bed and crept towards the door.
"Leaving without a goodbye?" Stefan said immediately appearing in front of her.
She jumped in surprise, "Sorry."
"Where are you going?" He asked.
"Out. For a walk," She answered.
"Is that right?" Stefan asked, "Damon told me everything."
"And?" Adeline asked becoming angry.
"And he wanted me to keep an eye on you," Stefan stated, "Which means you are staying inside."
"I'm leaving. I will be back before Damon comes back so don't worry you won't be in trouble," Adeline said.
"See I can't agree to that because he already... let's just say I would like to stay on his good side for a while," Stefan said. Adeline could tell he was trying to talk to her and sympathize but she didn't want that at the moment. All she could think of was the burning in her throat.
"Then make him a cake or something. I will be back soon," She lied. She couldn't think of anything else but getting to Elijah. She felt as if she was being drawn towards him.
"Adeline I already told you, you're staying inside," Stefan said, " You will show me the same respect as you do with Damon."
That outright pissed her off, "He got you good huh? You have no right to compare yourself to Damon! So as I already told you, fuck off." Stefan stood there stunned. He had expected her to wake up and forgive him, not this. He rolled his eyes he knew his sister and decided she needed time to cool off. But Damon had told him... He sighed and dialed Damon's number not knowing what else he could do.
Adeline was glad to see Stefan hadn't tried to follow her but she knew it was only a matter of time before Damon found out she had left and Stefan had probably already called him.
She sprinted to the Original's house as fast as she could. Tyler was outside when she arrived.
"Adeline? What's going on?" Tyler asked as he could tell she was flustered.
"Elijah, where is he? I need him," She tried passing by him.
He grabbed her wrist and she almost growled at her friend, "What are you playing at? Let go!"
"You don't need him Adeline. I'm right here. I can help you," Tyler tried speaking sternly.
"No! I want Elijah! Let go of me!" She tried to pull away but his grip remained strong.
"Please Addie?" Tyler tried again. His eyes looked desperate.
Klaus came outside and looked at them, "Oh lookie here. What have you caught my pup? Hello there sweetheart."
"I want to see Elijah!" Adeline tried.
"Well then you best let her go Tyler. Such a pretty girl we should give her what she wants don't you think?" Klaus said. Adeline glared at him and tried to pull away but Tyler's grip remained firm.
"Elijah!" Adeline called out to him desperately.
"What's with all the commotion I happen to be in the middle of a novel I am rather fond of," Elijah spoke coming out onto the porch, "Release her. You come with me." Adeline would have been happy to obey. He came to get her she couldn't be more happy about that.
"I don't have to listen to you,"Tyler spoke.
Klaus answered before Elijah could,"Oh come now Tyler be a good lad and listen to your uncle. Release the lass."
Tyler let go of Adeline's arm. She flipped off Tyler and ran to Elijah who was already walking into the house as if nothing happened after he gave his orders.
Klaus chuckled, "Frisky little thing isn't she? Lijah will sort her out." Elijah held the door open for her as she walked by and gestured her towards his room. She knew the way. She hesitated at the edge of his bed and waited for him to shut the door and sit down. She didn't know what to do now. She really hadn't had a plan and she was never very bold with guys before.
"Elijah, please?" She asked sitting beside him and pulling her knees up onto the bed. She turned his upper body to face hers and slid off his tie. Trying to avoid his eyes. She got one button undone on his shirt before her grabbed her wrist. She whimpered.
He looked at her hand disapprovingly, "I saw the gesture you showed Tyler. That wasn't very proper behavior for a lady.
She bit her lip, "I'm sorry Sir." She could feel the heat of his hand wrapped around her wrist. With the other hand he brushed her hair behind her ear and tilted her head back, "Now it's my turn." She felt his teeth sink into her skin and she shivered a small moan escaping her lips. She tried to pull her hand away from his grasp but he held tight. His tongue flicked over the wound where his teeth had just been. He used his grasp on her to lead her onto her back in the middle of his bed.
"Please Elijah," She squirmed her throat still ached for his blood. Her whole body was sore, she needed him. He held her arms above her head with one hand and leaned down over her.
He bit the other wrist and placed it at her lips as she did before, "Drink." She wasted no time before obeying.
Her mind was so confused. She thought about their situation. She had needed his blood but he drank hers. They had now fully bloodshared. What did that mean? Did that mean he did like her as well? This was definitely an improvement from the last time she drank but he still only let her drink from his wrist. She wanted to hold him. She wanted to be in his arms again and feel his body wrap around hers. She tried to move but he still held her down. Before she knew it a tear escaped and then another.
He sighed and pulled his wrist away and let her go, "What are you sobbing for you daft girl?"
"I want more," She whispered.
"I take it you're not speaking of the blood now?" He asked, his irritation was clear in his voice. She looked thoughtful, "Yes and no."
He shook his head, "Your brothers wish..."
"I don't care!" She tried.
"Well as an overprotective older brother with a younger sister, I do care," Elijah said.
"You're not that overprotective, not as much as them. I don't want to talk about her or them," She shot up and wrapped her arms around his neck. She started to drink and he wrapped one arm around her waist and ran his other hand through her hair as she did. When she had her fill she kissed the spot on his neck then his cheek then...
Elijah paused for a moment looking her straight in the eyes as if challenging her before he took over. His usually cold eyes flickered with emotion like she had never seen in them before. He held her by the nape of her neck with one hand the other traced the curve of her waist while he kissed her forcefully. She didn't try to stop him. Everything felt right. It was clear he had a lot of past experience and knew exactly what he was doing. His hand circled from her hip to the top of her thigh and lifted her up towards the top of the bed. He straddled her body his just far enough away from hers so that he wasn't touching her as he tore her clothes off. She smirked and watched as he took his clothes off next folding his neatly before placing them beside them on the night stand. He leaned over her to reach the stand and she moaned and giggled in excitement, "Don't tease me!"
"Be quiet," he ordered roughly. She smirked and bit her lip to keep from speaking again. He ran his hand over her cheek and kissed her again more earnestly this time.
"Elijah," She whispered breathily between kisses.
"I thought I told you to be quiet," he said lifting her up so she was now straddling his lap. He gave her a firm swat and she giggled and moaned into the next kiss. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders.
"Please, take me Elijah," She whispered in his ear.
He chuckled, "You've never been good at listening have you."
"I'm sor-ryyyy," She said between laughs as he pushed her down onto the bed in front of him.
He smirked and growled, "You better be."
"Spoiled," he but one hand beside her head, "Little," he placed the other one on the opposite side, "Brat." She smirked evilly as she waited for his next move. Their eyes locked and he gave her one final look before he entered her. Her eyes closed and her body instinctively bucked around him. He moaned feeling her tighten and he smiled brushing her hair out of her face, "You're so beautiful."
She couldn't speak she turned her head to the side and he brought it back firmly, "Look at me."
She tried her best but it was hard for her to keep her eyes open. "Good girl," he answered when she opened them. He pulled out again before thrusting himself back in further. She gasped and grabbed the sheets next to her.
She could no longer help the soft moans that escaped her lips as he thrusted harder and faster into her. He wrapped her arms around his shoulders and lifted her up once more continuing the movements. It didn't take long for her body to react to him. Soon she was calling out his name.
"Sounds like they're having fun," Rebekah remarked to Klaus and Tyler.
"Jealous?" Tyler asked.
"No, are you?" Rebekah shot back at him.
Tyler growled and lunged for her but Klaus grabbed ahold of his wrist firmly, "Now now son that is no way to talk to your dear auntie."
"She started it," Tyler pulled away, "This is bullshit!" In a fit of anger he picked up a chair and threw it in Rebekah's direction smashing several glass vases and a photo frame that sat on the shelf behind her.
"How dare you try to hit me!" Rebekah yelled.
"If I was trying I wouldn't have missed,"Tyler answered cockily.
"That's enough!" Klaus bent Tyler over the back of the couch and firmly started swatting him.
There was a knock on the door and Klaus stopped and straightened his shirt, "To your room young man, now!"
Tyler nodded teary-eyed and wasted no time obeying as he ran up the steps and threw himself on his bed.
"Hello. I think you have something that belongs to me. Again," Damon greeted Klaus snarkily.
"Come in my friends, come in," Klaus welcomed him. Damon looked around and saw the shattered glass that Rebekah was picking up with tears in her eyes.
"Redecorating?" Damon asked.
"No that damned brat of his broke everything," Rebekah cried.
"Come come now deary, the glass can be replaced, I promise you he will be properly punished when our guests leave," Klaus stated.
Tyler whimpered. He could hear their conversation and he was just hoping that he was off the hook after Adeline's brothers arrived.
"Where is she?" Damon asked.
"Well you see... about that..." Klaus began.
Damon didn't like the way Rebekah started smirking, "Elijah is taking very good care of her."
"What?" Stefan asked, "Adeline!"
"It's my brothers," Adeline giggled looking at Elijah who laid next to her naked and glistening on the bed, "What should we do?"
"Well we should probably get dressed," Elijah smirked back at her.
"OR you could hold me for a little longer," Adeline said crawling into his lap.
He sat up and laid her head against his shoulder, "One more minute that is all young lady." They waiting listening to the conversation unfolding downstairs.
"I'm going to kill you and then her," Damon said turning on Stefan.
"Me?" Stefan asked his voice rising with anticipation.
"I gave you specific orders not to let her out of your sight did I not?" Damon asked towering over his younger brother.
Stefan swallowed hard, "She wouldn't listen."
"Then you're supposed to make her listen that's your job!" Damon chastised him.
"No that's your job! My job is to make her not hate me remember?" He asked.
"She's always going to say she hates you but she'll get over it. She's a forever teenager that's how this works! She gets pissed at me all the time," Damon tried.
"But she doesn't talk to you the way she talks to me," Stefan tried.
"It's called respect, you have to earn it yes. But you also have to make her respect you which you don't do. We will finish this later," Damon warned.
Stefan sighed, "It's not like I have a choice."
Damon spun around and slapped Stefan in the face, "I'm sorry what was that?"
Stefan rubbed his face, "Nothing ow jeez. Okay okay. I'm sorry. I admit I probably deserved that. So what now?"
"Now we collect our little sister and take her home," Damon said, "Unfortunately I know the way."
Adeline didn't bother trying to ask Elijah to let her stay he knew from before that he would let her but she also knew Damon would lose it if she tried and it would only cause both her brother and her lover stress. She giggled, her lover, she had a lover. She smirked as he pulled his long sleeve button down shirt over her naked body. She stood on her tippy toes to reach him and give him one final goodbye kiss. He held her by the small of her back and returned her kiss whole-heartedly. Just as he was buttoning up her top button Damon rushed through the door.
"You could of knocked, what if we were...?" Adeline began.
"Don't you dare finish that sentence let's go!" He grabbed her by her wrist and noticed the silky white dress shirt she was wearing.
"Where are your clothes?" Damon growled.
"I'm afraid they are irreparable," Elijah explained. He tried to sound professional as usual but his usual cool tone faltered as he tried not to chuckle. Adeline giggled and he full out grinned before trying to hide it with his normal dull uncaring expression. Damon picked her up and put her over his shoulder without another word.
She laughed and waved goodbye to Elijah before beginning to fuss, "Damon wait I will walk put me down!"
He swatted her hard, "Ow! Hey!"
"You don't deserve to walk," Damon answered.
Adeline threw her arms out wide, "What does that even mean?"
"I don't know! I'm too angry with you right now to even think," Damon said.
"Thank you Klaus! Sorry Tyler! Bye Becky good luck with your redecorating!" Adeline called, still giggling from over Damon's shoulder.
"Becky?" Rebekah glared at the door they just exited from.
"I can't believe I just got a thank you from the youngest Salvatore. I feel honored," Klaus mocked.
"Good for you now go deal with that mutt of yours!" Rebekah argued.
Klaus sighed, "Don't worry princess I will have my little puppy back in line before the night is through."