Disclaimer: I don't own anything related with or to 'The Originals' like the characters etc.
M-Note: This ship makes me happy on a spiritual level like idk there is just something really great about it.
I think they would be such soft fools. But also they fuck. Ok, enjoy.
Early stages edition cause slow-burn is the best
Mikael sat on the chair next to the restaurant table while he looked her over.
More to assess any possibility of a threat on her person than to check her out but here he is.
Sitting across from her in a no name town because this is where he had tracked her to.
Where the last of her breadcrumbs ended in the trail.
"Hello, my little witch." He takes a drink of water then sets his glass aside.
Thinking it only a matter of time before things turn interesting for his children if their current foe is just now stepping up to the plate.
"Mikael. To what do I owe the pleasure? And for the last time. My name is Davina. Use it." She knows what she is doing now. How to move. What to say.
She is older, wiser. But it is not enough. Not for what she needs. Desires. At this point fuck it, deserves.
She wants to have him at her feet for a minute just once more. Even though she knows he'd switch the situation. Table on her in a heartbeat if he so wished.
"My..How you have grown, in attitude." He smiled and she feels self aware like he can still see through her but she is not willing to let him see it as a weakness although she suspects he already knows.
She had used an extensive amount of powerful, time consuming concealing spells but she supposed this is why he will forever be called one of the best hunters in the world. Supernatural or otherwise.
"I am certain. You see that I am the last person you had expected to see. Are you afraid? Because I, I am only hungry."
He keeps his eyes on hers and yes, she looks tense but he knows better than to think her terrified.
"Of you or the situation I have found myself in? Of the possibilities, outcomes? Was that a threat or a double entendre. Yes and no to answer your question."
She swipes her tongue over her lips. Thirsty all of a sudden and pushes herself up. Her chair back.
"This place is too crowded." She stands, making a move. A bold one at that. Taking hold of his hand and leading the way out of here after he throws some cash on the table certain it'd cover the cost. Then some.
Without many people blocking her path.
Mikael had barely made it out the door when she held him in place with her magic. Stood on her toes as she moved closer. Kissed him roughly.
He had to know that she could not longer pretend, push the feelings of mutual attraction down and she has got her hand on his clean shirt.
The feel to her actions silently promising something dangerous if this stops. His scent, the cologne his is wearing is intoxicating.
Dragging her fingers along his hair when he met her tongue. He smiles into it feeling self-satisfied because it has been a long time since anyone had touched him like that.
Like they wanted him and there is no fear or personal interests, an agenda. He has nothing she couldn't get on her own, by her own merit.
That he finds fucking attractive.
Surely she is aware. Must be.
Or if she took the easy route and tried hooking up with one, more of his sons.
He would rather not think about that.
It is disgusting.
And even then she could do much better.
"You are quite lovely." He whispered the words to her as his forehead rested against hers before kissing her again this time with a little more of a gentleness to it.
Wanting to savor the sensations. He feels a little pathetic. The level he is at. It is insane. Bizarre to him.
He finds himself touch starved.
"You are not so bad yourself. Not so much when you are telling me to walk off injuries." She let up on her spell and he wasted no time.
The viking pushed her up against the nearest wall and she wrapped her legs around his waist.
She can handle it.
There is no denying it.
She has been putting in the time and effort even when he knows he is holding her to a far stricter regimen than he had ever placed on his own children.
Davina had asked for it so she got it. Everything she has wanted.
He moved back slowly, careful as he dared to be on this occasion. Odd emotions circling around his mind and heart. He sombered up.
Wiping a little saliva from her lower lip with his thumb. Then he lets her go. He cannot, will not lose control of himself or his actions again.
She certainly deserves more respect then that. Any woman-person does. His own parents taught him better than this. Life had just showed him why.
"I am still married." He may be and have a thousand + some years on her but he knows what love is.
And what a betrayal of it entails.
How it goes and hurts. The fall-out. He knows it all. Having lived through it so long ago. But remembers the ache. The loss in his heart.
"I cannot say I've stayed faithful, now. But I also cannot do this to Esther. I know what that feels like firsthand."
"And even though she no longer loves, feels for me as she had I will not disrespect her like this."
He is supposed to be the thing, the worst of the worst. People and monster alike fear and yet he has drawn up clear lines he will not cross. This is one.
"I will not try to change your mind. But I will admit I am curious. What stops you from getting divorced? You no longer want to be with her and she is clearly ahead of you there. That much even I can see."
He lowers his hands to his side and she composes herself when her feet are firmly back on the ground.
She would not press further but she is glad he found her again. That for better or worse he is in her life helping her out. Here for and with her.
Being patient and understanding could use some extra work on his part but she thinks there is something here. Clear as day.
Other than simple-mere training or a fresh, shockingly pleasant budding friendship.
Plus only now she is figuring out that he is such a puffball of a romantic. Be still, her magic heart.
He is the real deal. This she knows and she wants to see how far they can go. If he is her one.
"There was not much time to contemplate what would have lied ahead for us because Niklaus killed her and then a time-skip happened because time flew by."
"Flashforward, I'm a bloodthirsty bounty hunter trailing after my own children but truly-only aiming to kill Esther's bastard. Looking back on it. We weren't much."
"Holding on so tight to each other or in love even before our son Henrik passed. But I had held out hope that we could make things work."
Mikael walks over to his car. Grabbing the remote. Pushing a button and turns the engine on. Allowing the AC to do its job while he continues.
"I had a number of opportunities to finish the job and we both know it but my kids. They would not have ever forgiven me had I gone through with it."
"And part of me recognizes that he was my son. At one point. I taught him to be a man with values and a good sense of responsibility, honor. To finish what he starts."
"It is his problem if he flushed the knowledge, the lessons I taught. All of it down the drain."
"Even though I am a monster. I will not deny the simple truth that I want them, my children in my life. I do not care the capacity."
Davina pulls at her coat. Missing his body so close to her own and they hadn't even done much.
"We both know its going to take more than a nice sentiment to get what you want but I can be there for you if you want company."
"You could use a break from the monster you have displayed. Have painstakingly built for yourself. Wear like armor and just be yourself. Your real self.."
She wants to reach out. Touch his face and her hand twitches at her side in anticipation.
"No running of into the sunset, the night together then." He is teasing. Looking at her with a seriousness to him after a moment as if he is actually thinking things over.
"Of course not. If it concerns Marcel's well-being or your family but I want to be selfish. This once. To be happy with you."
"As my lover or something without a name to it, a need for it. I want the sky. Although as I am now all I have is the ground."
"You can help me lose my fears. In exchange I can show you a new world. Redefine your state of being, attitude. Odin knows you could use some assistance."
He laughs. Her audacity taking him by surprise yet again. His eyes soften. He thinks himself an old fool.
Mikael thinks he likes it. Her. How nothing about her is safe to him.
Then he wonders if Thor is in the sky. Because the clouds are starting to turn. Rumbling can be heard.
"Big words coming from you little witch. Can you back it up, your claim?" He is still meeting her eyes and she shrugs. Non-committal with it when she says.
"Divorce her and we will see. I want you to be a free man. Completely. See what it is like to get back in the game even though we know this is anything but that."
"It sounds like you have had a rough life therefore you have got to give yourself the chance while you have the time. Either this will work out or it won't but whatever happens, happens."
She approached him. Righting an undone button on his nice shirt. Offering him a small, hopefully encouraging smile. Then she thinks she should look for an umbrella because the coat she is wearing is far too cute to ruin.
"Give me a month." He has to sort out things. Things aren't always as easy as they sound on paper, when spoken out loud.
He is a little unsettled. Terrified in a way unlike he has been or known before.
But she is not wrong and having a real-honest conversation with Esther.
Taking the chance to lay it all on the table has been on his mind, a long time coming.
One last time because even though he no longer wants to be with her as a husband.
A man but he still respects her enough to want the discussion. Face to face. Candidly.
"Get in. I will give you a ride home. You still need to practice putting up a decent defense barrier. And you seducing me or trying to be my friend. Getting into my mind so easily. It won't get you out of it."
She looks put out for a bit but bites her lip and looks at him like he is going to do what she says because she says it. Excited. So bubbly.
"We should go shopping first. I saw vanity mirror that I really want and I feel like spending part of my paycheck on makeup."
"I'll even buy you something if you are interested, nice to me." She smiles looking at him clearly suggesting he should go for it. Because he has nothing to lose.
He looks at her with the same put out look she'd displayed earlier.
"You should use that money for bills or food. Men should always spoil women and I cannot get used to it being otherwise. So keep your money. Buy anything you want with this."
He offers up his black card and says she can keep it while he's away.
"You won't get out of me buying you something. With my money, Mikael. So let's go. I want to see your face. Reaction." Davina gets into his car. Giddy when he blushed. She smiles again and he knows it now.
Maybe he always has since meeting her years ago. His little witch, this radiant girl is going to be the death of him this time.
He just knows it but right now he does not find it in himself to care.