A heady feeling settled over Davina as the Original continued to drink blood from her, even more so when she could feel Elijah Mikaelson's hard and immortal body still flushed against her.
Somehow she ended up sitting on her vanity table with the hem of her night gown now in complete disarray around her waist and the Original Vampire pressed against her front. Right between her parted thighs where she could feel his expensive dress pants rubbing against her cotton underwear.
Whether it was from sheer instinct or whatever else it was, Davina's body responded to the Original's proximity. She found herself arching towards Elijah Mikaelson all the more and hooking her legs around the Original's lean hips.
A moment later, a moan tore free from her lips when the Original suddenly moves against her, grinding against her front in such a erotic way that has her mind blanking out. Her grip on him tightened as the vampire suckled on her hard and continued to move against her.
This feels good, She thought mindlessly. He feels good.
Then, without warning, the Original suddenly tore himself free from her neck and zipped away, which left Davina panting after the vampire.
A tense silence followed afterward, where Davina stared at the Original's back with her cheeks flush in embarrassment and with her heart beating at an erratic rate.
"My apologies..." the Original muttered with his back turned towards her.
All at once, Davina came to her senses when she realized what she had almost let happen.
She quickly stood up and rearranged her nightgown into a semblance of order with shaking hands.
What came over me? Why did I let him do that to me? She asked herself while she swiftly tried to compose herself.
She heard Elijah cleared his throat again right before Davina watched when he turned fully back to her with a blank expression on his face.
"My apologies," The Original repeated as he met her gaze almost guiltily. "I - I didn't mean to -"
"Mean to what exactly?!Take advantage of my generosity?! To - to maul me as you please?!" She interrupted sharply and observed how the Original flinched at her choice of words.
However, in a blink of an eye, that guilt she saw in his dark brown eyes were replaced by coldness. His usual aloofness. The blank mask Elijah exhibited earlier was back once more.
"Clearly, you forget," Elijah started in an icy tone of voice that Davina had to shiver, "It was you who forced my hand. You offered your blood to me moments ago, if I recall. You offered yourself for the bloodletting, which I know had been your intent all along just to test my control."
"And you failed! Because you lost control completely!" She retorted right back. "I thought you had more control considering that you are a thousand years old!"
"It was a lapse of judgement on my part and I will apologize for that. However, you are much to blame for tempting a desiccated thousand years old Original who has never been tempted by an innocent before. In all my thousand years of existence, your virgin blood has completely unraveled me and I can't help myself from wanting to take -" The elder Mikaelson brother suddenly lapsed into silence when he realized what he had let slip passed his lips.
She noted the muscle that leap in the Original's jawline when Elijah clenched his teeth.
Meanwhile, a flush grace Davina's features when she heard Elijah's words.
She was partly shocked at Elijah's implication.
Did my virgin blood really completely make the Original lose control? She asked herself. However, she didn't' asked him such pointed questions instead she said: "So you are blaming me because of my virgin blood, is that it?" She snapped at him.
This time, Elijah had trouble meeting her stare.
"What am I? Like an old wine to you then? Do I taste really good? Or probably something rare that makes you act as you are now. Loose of tongue and morals," Davina said triumphantly. "Look at you now! How the mighty and honorable Elijah has fallen! Completely Defeated by a Teenage Girl!"
"And that is the problem!" Elijah said while his eyes glinted with hidden anger. "You are only a teenager! Nothing more than a child! Someone whom I would never drink blood from! So I suggest that you don't come near me, little witch, whilst I am here. Because if you do, I will not be able to stop myself from -"
"From what exactly?!" Davina interrupted as she marched towards him. "From killing me?!"
However, the Original saved her the trouble of coming nearing him because in a flash Elijah Mikaelson is suddenly right in front of her to deliver his threat.
"No, worst. If you do not heed my warning, you will find yourself a man who has no qualms taking advantage of what you are willing to give. And believe me, little witch, I am quite persuasive in that regard." Elijah warned her with a growl while his gaze became heated.
It belied a promise that had Davina's insides knotting and her toes curling.
Davina swallowed around her dry throat and did not say anything even as the vampire moved far away from her.
As if it pained him to be near her.
Perhaps he was, but why is he acting in such a way still?
Didn't he just drink from her?
All these questions she kept to herself because she knew that it would be soon enough that she learned more about the Original if Elijah remained in her room for long periods of time with her.