Disclaimer: I don't own anything related with or to 'The Originals' etc. I am just a fan.

M Note: It has been a while. There are typos. I will go looking for them eventually. Final chapter is up. I enjoyed the journey. Thank you for reading.

"I-I'll move." Niklaus took a couple of uneven, shaky steps towards his destination. Resigned.

Still a mostly happy participant.

Gasped out loud when he felt Elijah press his body against him again.

Aligning himself but simply holding him in place.

Elijah's neatly trimmed beard, his lips ghosting a path against his spine making Nik shudder.

Then he is feeling his hair being grabbed. Pulled back a little. He swallows. Runs his tongue over a fang as he hears the words. "I deserve you."

The smile. Fuck, the feelings that threaten to overcome and render him gelatin. Are filling him up like magic.

Niklaus wants to stay quiet a little longer. Just hear him out. Holding off his tortuously building frustration.

Every moment with the older man, hell being in his presence is a gift.

"It took me so long to come to terms with what I actually wanted. Needed. I had to grow up. Own it."

Elijah pressed a small kiss against his neck. A hand trailing down his stomach.

Moving back to stop at his left cheek. Looking so cute when he smiles at him.

Like he had never really seen what all the fuss was about when silly people spoke is hushed whispers about being smitten.

Feeling love in all and every one of its facets. He meets his mouth again. Turning him slightly.

Pressing his own against his so gently. Breathing him in. "Brace yourself on the piano Niklaus."

He needs to take care of him now. Anything else cannot matter.

"If" Nik laughs. Oh, he is more than ready to take anything his older brother has to give. "I am lucky, will you play me a symphony?"

The hybrid doesn't have much time to react when Elijah begins to re-enter him.

Inch by inch. Holding him down slightly.

Asking without words if this is still okay with his eyes when Niklaus chances a glance back.

"Open up for me, maður." The older vampire releases his hold of him only to hoist him up into the air moments later.

Finally using his ancient vampire strength properly, Nik thinks as he holds on for dear life.

Setting an easy pace, slow. Doubling down when the blonde whimpers. Tightening around him.

Mumbling. "I can't wait." Once then again. Elijah reaches around. His right hand leaving Nik's hair to settle on his needy dick.

Wrapping around it. Missing the match up with his thrusts by seconds to help distract the Alpha.

His voice is level, authoritative. So fucking unfairly hot as he says. "Be good for me a minute more little darling. Just one."

And Niklaus does not blame himself as he feels his palms sink into the piano. Breaking a portion of it.

Unable to keep still or lessen the damage as all of his focus and thoughts lie solely on Elijah's magnificent cock. The fact that he has to thrust back.

Because this isn't enough. Dear fuck, it is not. "Please, Lijah. I need you." He isn't too sure he is being coherent but that doesn't seem to phase his older brother much.

"So beautiful in your momentary misery." Elijah holds him where he is. Taking him quicker. Watching as a few teardrops escape him.

This helps. Taking the edge off slightly. The hand on his cock tightening. And Nik moans.

Closing his eyes lazily. Letting go with a string of curses when he hears Elijah speak again. "Come for me, Niklaus."

Then he is rewarded for his time, building desperation and mostly good behavior by feeling Elijah filling him up inside.

"I find it a challenge. Believing you." Elijah kisses him. Pressing him so tenderly as he holds him against the wet and soapy shower wall.

The hot water centering him.

His mouth working it's magic. Making him weak. So far from indomitable. As he had been this morning.

Then again he cannot blame himself.

He thinks Elijah was made for him or maybe it's the other way around.

His heat, the worst of it has passed. Having ebbed against his flawless skin, a perfect match to his eternal youth.

"It's funny. Every single time we are together. I feel like I have waited my whole life to be alone with you."

Elijah had gone back to the room. Having cleaned up most of the mess that had been left.

Gotten some fresh sheets for the mattress and was in the process of making his way back out of the room to throw the old set out.

When he spotted Nik drinking bourbon by the door. Looking absolutely wonderful in this light. Elijah thinks he should go home. He did what he could.

It will take him a few days to get back to himself and finally stop worrying about his younger half-brother as much.

He smiles. Gentle. His eyes softening as he thinks of how much healthier he looks now that he is feeling more himself.

"Niklaus.."

"..Elijah"

He didn't expect to see Nik get so close then come even closer.

Or to feel his fingers brush against his lips. See his eyes so blue. An intensity to them that isn't due to the infernal heat.

At least hopes not.

"I was thinking." Niklaus leans in impossibly closer. Breathing him in. Biting his lower lip. His body is already reacting to his charm.

"You would look so much better on your knees. In your clean cut suit. With me in your pretty mouth."

He smiles. Tight. His eyes giving him away. How much he would like him to stay.

"That's it?"

"It is a wonderful start."

Elijah brings him closer. Leaving a bruising kiss against his lips. Gracefully dropping to the floor.

Without another word. Unbuttoning his pants, lowering the zipper and his underwear sensually.

Fingertips hovering just above Nik's quickly re-invested cock. Then he is looking up. Meeting his eyes.

There is a hint of mischief in his captivating brown eyes. "I have a better idea. I am going to hold you up to your word."

Before Niklaus has a chance to catch up with what he means Elijah has him pinned to the freshly made bed.

Memory of their previous moments here catching up to both of them at the same time.

And Elijah is lowering his pants with quick ease. Working himself open with a couple of fingers. The use of some lube.

Ready after some seconds. He had been craving this.

Niklaus has a hand on his lower back. Moving up to his arm. Wrapping a hand around his throat. The older vampire smiles down at him. Ruffling Nik's hair with his other hand as he lowers himself onto him. "So beautiful."

"By now I've figured that you just like to contradict me at every turn, Elijah."

Niklaus thrusts into him like it will be the last time he will ever get the opportunity to. The hold on his arm is like a vice.

He huffs out a laugh. "Sometimes."