Disclaimer: I don't own anything related with or to 'The Originals' like the characters etc.

Music fills his home.

It has been constant for the past three hours not that he wants it to stop but it's weird.

He hadn't heard something so beautiful or heart wrenching in years and that made him slightly more comfortable with the situation at hand.

Elijah had knocked earlier said he wanted to take a break from society and asked if he could crash at his place for a few days.

Klaus had not really cared for an explanation so he stepped aside.

Being a gracious host, even while in his current state he had handed him a blood-bag.

.

Klaus had tried to resist. Tired really-really hard. Not to call his brother's name in the absolutely filthy manner in which he had as he walked into his living room after having taken a cold shower.

The keys of his far too expensive, masterfully crafted piano completely stopped emitting noise as Elijah called out his name quietly.

With a note of question. Concerned. "Is something wrong, little brother?"

Klaus didn't want to be around him anymore because he was sure something embarrassing would happen if Elijah so much as looked his way.

"No. Nothing, I just remembered I have a meeting with some friends. Wolves. So I'm going out. Have fun playing with that..."

He needed to walk away. Preferably before Elijah picked up on his lies. Everyone knows his only current friend is Camille and that she is on bae watch with her new lover.

"Niklaus?"

Elijah moved to stand. He knew what was going on the second he stood near the doorway.

It was that season again and he knew for certain that Klaus was without a mate.

Or had been until he showed up.

Sure they hadn't done anything remotely resembling what he was about to propose in a while.

Years? Longer. But all would be fine in the end, at least he hoped.

"Yeah? Dude, yes." He answered like a complete idiot. Fuck, oh well. He couldn't help it. Currently going through all lot.

His answer was breathless as he closed his eyes and took a second or two to breathe Elijah's intoxicating, invitingly comforting scent.

"Come here"

Niklaus opened his eyes. Knowing this was going to be such a bad decision. Oh dear goodness, he wants this.

Whatever this is or about to happen. Because it involves Elijah and for this man he'd willingly risk it all.

With an eyebrow raised but without hesitation he vamped over to a spot next to Elijah. Not sure what to do with himself so he sat on the floor.

"I am willing to help you get through this."

Elijah stayed seated as he spoke but looked at his younger brother to be sure they were on the same page. That his message was heard and clear.

Klaus was about to say something in order to save face but smirked up at him for a moment.

Like he was reaching a decision, speaking it into existence before it fully hit or landed.

His voice rang far too loudly to Elijah. Pulse racing.

"I am going to fuck you. Here, there."

He pointed at exported carpet from an animal he'd personally slain in France back in the 16th Century

Focus on the piano then his eyes turned a dark golden color at the last word. As if for emphasis.

"Everywhere."

"Understood." Elijah stood, removed his jacket slowly then started on his shirt as Klaus wasted no time on unzipping his pants.

"Eager for me. Aren't you? I'm flattered, Nik."

Klaus got on his knees and smiled up at him. Slightly delirious looking then he brushed his face against his brother's inner thigh for a moment.

As if that simple action could make things significantly better. More bearable for him.

After having pulled his pants and boxers off then tossing them somewhere near the table with his suddenly tight fitting shirt and jeans.

"Always"

Elijah gasped when Nik wasted no time and began kissing him. Lips trailing down his right hip.

Fingertips hovering just above his inner thighs. Then he is physically touching him. Spreading his legs apart in a swift motion.

His beautiful mouth gracefully nearing it's destination. Taking him in. His tongue meeting his head. Sending a thrill throughout his body.

And Elijah is reaching for his hair. Pulling him closer still. Breathing out when Nik actively starts sucking his quickly hardening dick.

Slowly at first just to tease him but really got into it after receiving a few tugs on his hair.

His hunger for him growing exponentially. Bobbing his head. Taking more of him in like he wants to make love to it. Devour him completely.

Holding him a little steadier. Swallowing his pre-come. Pulling back slightly only to go back for more. Like what he's doing is completely instinctual.

Because he is on a mission and all he knows is it and his own needs.

"Enough, brother. I think it, time you fuck me."

Niklaus paid him no mind for a moment as he was busy covering Elijah's penis and balls in saliva.

With an audible pop sound and a trail of saliva mixed with pre-cum he removed his mouth and licked his lips slowly.

"Bend over the piano and wait. I need to get some lube."

Elijah couldn't help laughing as he said the words offhand, the second Klaus reached the couch near the doorway.

"You could always just eat my ass."

"Tossing the salad are we." Klaus reached out to grip the couch as Elijah vamped behind him and trails his fingers against his chest.

Just grazing a nipple lightly with one hand and cupping his brother as he made use his other.

"Or and I think I like my idea more. But please feel free to stop me if you disagree, Niklaus. I might just eat yours then fuck you hard enough to-"

Klaus threw him up against the couch and sat on him lazily. "Actions always speak louder than words."

With that he flipped him over and licked his way up then took a moment to sniff at him. "You have a great ass. Has anyone ever told you or would I be the first?"

"No...and oh ok that works." After having spread his ass-cheeks apart Klaus licked at his hole as if it would one day save him from himself.

Elijah was in complete bliss.

Having his ass devoured by his in-heat younger brother was genuinely fun stuff whenever he offered.

He started to drool when Klaus began moving in then out of his enteric at vampire speed but stopped suddenly and pushed him off with enough force to be called that.

"Niklaus"

"I know what you want, Elijah. I just so happens need it too."

Klaus crawled on him for a moment then mumbled something as he tugged at his penis then hopped up and down on Elijah's hard dick without a second thought.

Their eyes met as he moved faster and the older original thrust up to match the pace efficiently then vamped them to the bedroom and had Klaus on all fours with his face shoved down into the pillows.

"Say my name as you come undone or I will stop this."

He thrusts roughly with each word and Klaus curses then spews gibberish as the pounding into his ass quickened.

Almost there.

The wolf within craves more of his mate and Niklaus won't fight him on this.

"Elijah"

"Hmm, for some reason I don't buy your honesty. Do you wish me to cease my actions, little brother?"

"I will get you back for this, Eli-" The hand on his cock stopped it's motion and Klaus seemed to growl as it hit him that Elijah wasn't playing.

If he didn't hurry and make up his mind Elijah would probably leave and there was no way that would happen until both were satisfied.

"Elijah, please." He would get even but at the moment all he wants is for them to continue.

"Fine, have it your way."

With a light chuckle Elijah pulls out and spanks him firmly, some of Nik's pre-cum drips from his fingers and he licks at it.

A sensuous and deliberate attempt on his behalf, something low but he has Klaus in the state he wants him.

Wide-eyed. Clearly on the verge of being a hopeless, whimpering mess but he would not do anything without Nik's knowledge or consent.

Not when he was this vulnerable.

However he did take a moment to observe his work.

He would bet anything no one before him had come even remotely close to achieving what he would in a few seconds.