Disclaimer: I don't own 'The Originals' or its characters etc.
"What and say something along the lines of 'I can change your life' it sounds pretty stupid but if you think about it I would not be lying."
"You would have anything you could possibly want. All I request is a favor. In exchange."
Mikael looks at Davina from across his desk. She looks stunning but he is no fool.
Even now she has an aura about her that says 'danger' in bold, underlined writing.
Being an anesthesiologist had gotten him a few perks.
Glad to know he made the right choice because had he gone for the orthopedic surgeon position as he had originally planned.
Well, he would not have a life and that would have defeated the whole purpose of taking his life back for himself. Some time.
"You want something to drink?"
"Yes, please."
Mikael goes to the minibar and makes her a whiskey neat. By now knowing what she likes because he knows that is her go to drink in his office.
He is off the call for the day and had been perfectly content-happy just sitting here catching up on work.
Signing papers for the hospital until she dropped by unexpectedly.
He gets himself a whiskey sour. "I didn't expect you in my office. I am busy. Did you want something?"
Sitting down he sets his work aside regarding the situation then the cut of her dress.
The newness and pushing the thought away because he wants to stay focused here.
She seems to gauge his thinking as she takes a sip of her drink, pulls her hair back from her eyes and approached him.
Moved slow, sensually as he allowed her to straddle him. Get into his personal space yet now he is in hers too. The world knows. He is quite mean.
Mikael placed his hands on her lower back. Pulling her even closer. Holding her in place as a hand snakes its way into her hair.
"What, I can't just come by and say 'hello'? I don't always have an ulterior motive Mikael." She looks at him like she is trying to remember this moment.
So mesmerized. Soft. In love with him. He doesn't want to think of it because he looks at her as if she is the one to set the Sun each morning and not the goddess Sól.
"No. I suppose not. I am on a tight schedule however. My time is rarely divided." He kissed her cheek then moved down to her neck with his mouth. His actions silently contradicting his words.
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"My little witch as much as I am a fan of your surprise visits. Máni is almost upon up and I know you."
"Therefore it is safe to say I also know you came here today because you want something of me, out with it."
Mikael does not know what it is. Does not care all that much honestly. Knowing it is not money.
She already has access to all of his accounts. It is not something that concerns his children. Otherwise she would have already voiced her concerns.
They haven't been 'burned' again-she would have said something about having to move or fight someone off.
It is not a date night and he is sure he did not forget about an anniversary.
Because she marked it down amongst other dates for him to keep track of on all of his calendars.
Befriended some of the local nurses and staff alike, his colleagues to the point where the majority of the hospital and the community knows.
And they just love her.
A fact which he low-key finds odd but endearing. He has made a life for himself and she is a very good, nice part of it. One he cannot part with.
"I like when you call my name during sex. Call me your little witch in your native tongue or English."
"It makes me so wet. When you do and it doesn't hurt that I honestly believe I live for your dick."
She is looking at him hungry seeming and he just nods because that compliment made his day nay his life.
Then he is wondering if she is ok.
Still it is too good to be true and she played herself if she thinks he is going to fall for it.
Trust is earned in this life.
"If we are doing this. I promise you. It will surely be faster than what you usually get."
"Truth be told I am curious about how rough it can become before I have you screaming my name."
Part of his logic is that he has to dissuade her because this is his workplace and he respects it and her enough to not ravage her here.
Especially in such a proximity to the public or staffing.
Second, he thinks he might throw caution to the wind if she continues to look at him like that. With such an unashamed vigor. This amount of lust.
"I have never been much of a voyeur. If anyone comes in you are defusing the situation, darling."
Back to the point he actually likes his job and does not want to get fired for fucking her within an inch of desperation. Breaking her in on his desk or the wall.
Only to mess with her a little then take her on without a regard for her safety because he knows she likes it.
How much the prospect of him losing himself, his tight hold on control fuels her fire.
The very real possibility of danger. Exposure. Still he knows that he would not let her fend for herself.
If a situation were to arise. He doubts that she does though and that is currently, so clearly part of the fun.
"I don't mind." She moaned when he flipped her over and onto his desk.
Her stomach was growing warm despite the cool surface. "You can be quite persuasive."
He pushes her underwear to the side and he has got her ass in the air as her face and body is starting to turn a noticeable red color so he takes a little moment to look at her. So open, waiting for him.
Licking at her inner thighs, pinching her left cheek just to have her shakily twitch on his desk.
She make an incoherent noise when he presses a gentle kiss to her spine.
"Another noise and I am going to have you walk out of here without your panties on."
His voice is firm and a clear warning in contrast to her curious albeit teasing own.
"How is that a threat?"
"Don't tempt me Davina. I have not been with someone like this in millennia." He moves back sitting up allowing her to adjust her outfit and relax on his desk as she stretches leisurely.
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"How sad. It breaks my heart to think.." She looks deep in thought as she says the words snapping out of it when he shrugs slightly voice level as he spoke.
"I suppose" Mikael wants to say 'I held a bigger purpose in mind' or that after Esther.
He could never have fathomed taking another as a lover, an equal in all senses of the word.
Even if they just warmed his bed.
Could not bear the inevitable heartbreak if he chose wrong. That he is far too old for that shit and far too jaded but with her.
She makes every little experience feel brand new to him. Beautiful.
Fun and exciting.
Makes him actually want. After so long. Many a thing. Like a life outside of his children and his ex-wife.
To forget about their problems. His all consuming hatred towards Niklaus.
Which she also happens to share in and he finds it attractive as-he did not honest to the old Gods think he would.
He feels a little embarrassed about what he just admitted then he gets over it quickly because he has not lied to her.
She makes him want to move forward and never stop or look back. Regardless of anyone's opinions.
"That you did not give yourself the opportunity to be happy. You have me now. I love-" Davina reaches out.
Runs her hand down his arm. But then she is being cut off. Interrupted. Well shit.
"Do not be stupid, woman. My marvelous little witch. Who could love me? I gave my heart."
"And look how I was repaid in kind. Tell me. Why would I ever do that again? With you of all people, sure."
He does not miss the moment when he sees her flinch or a look he can't decipher flash in her eyes before she starts speaking again in a perfectly calm tone. Level.
"You being an asshole only works to get under my skin when I'm done being a bitch. I know you now and because of that we both agree that-"
"I think you should go. I will make it up to you if you are still home by the time my shift ends." He knows that she knows it ended the minute she parked but he wants a little time to himself.
He has to catch up on these papers if he wants to stay out of this place for the weekend.
She knows the drill as he has always adhered to her requested schedule. They are courting so there are strict boundaries in place.
Rules. He would like to keep it that way for as long as possible. His heart is quite guarded.
Yet here she goes offering hers so quickly. Without concern. All for him.
"I can go as soon as you acknowledge that I am also right. That you are upset and it is no ones fault other than your own." She bites her lip. Tasting the lipgloss there. Touching him.
Prodding at his chest with her foot. Her comfortable Balenciaga shoes fresh out the box.
"All right then, I'll bite. First answer my question. Why are you here for starters?"
A hand touches the tips of her hair barely grazing when her mouth is back on his and she hops off the desk landing on sloppily on him.
Hurting herself in the process. How embarrassing but it doesn't matter. She takes it like a champ.
She hit herself against his chair but her thinks she does not seem to care as she grinds on his lap.
A groan escaping her when she feels his evident, impressive erection.
"I am sorry that I insulted you." His voice brings goosebumps to her skin and she wants to laugh instead kissing him again.
Meeting his tongue as she reaches for his belt only to have both of her wrists held over her head.
"Are you insinuating that I cannot handle it?" She raises an eyebrow at him waiving off the apology but acknowledging it as well.
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Before he can answer she leans against him. Kissing the tip of his nose then moving off of him completely.
Knowing they will continue this part of the conversation later. Telling herself that if he can wait so can she. At one she will have to learn discipline.
"In the beginning. I knew you would follow. That you were alone, feared. A real vindictive asshole."
"Just my type. But I also knew you were rich, powerful and could be easily controlled."
"Persuaded once I knew what you liked. That I was past playing with fire, you are like lava."
He looks surprised. Contemplative. None of this happened does it should have.
"And yet you could have all of that and more with someone much better suited for sensibilities such as yours. Hopefully someone that can match your cunning, brilliance head on."
"Someone who would not increase the amount of dangerous situations in your life exponentially."
"While I m am not a good choice. You see I am not very good and I have a vast amount of enemies."
"This includes most of my own blood. My beloved children." He is bound to be on a decent amount of hit lists and yet she is still available when he comes to see her.
She makes him want. He hopes that does not last. It's so weird, unsettlingly. Mikael thinks he needs his wits about him. Not her. Never anyone.
He changed his mind, she has his trust completely. It just took him a minute to reach that conclusion.
"Mikael you fascinate me. Challenge and meet me at every turn. Taking the time to help me rather than do things for me or just outright mock what I am so clearly lacking."
"But I do not need a daddy or a friend. I do not want a boy. I need a man to stand up for me and with me."
"Not simply because you are trying to hit or have me as some sort of trophy wife."
"Despite my outright amazing qualities. You are someone who isn't afraid to put me in my place or own up to it when they are wrong themselves."
"You should not have to." Mikael looks her in the eyes and she knows for certain that this is the man for her.
Without a doubt.
"Tomorrow is my first day off the training module and soon I will be getting an assignment."
"I am terrified and afraid to see that for all my efforts. Time. That it isn't good enough."
She meets his gaze as she waits for a response. Unsure of what she will get while knowing what she wants to hear.
Keeping an open mind because Mikael isn't the nicest person around but he is straight up with her and she loves him for that.
"You practiced at work. Studied for this. On the weekdays with your colleagues over takeout. At home. On the weekends alike. On your own and with me."
"Studied what felt like countless hours to get where you are now. Do not doubt yourself or your finely acquired skills."
"Everything is going to be all right. I promise. Especially if you keep that in mind."
He cannot guarantee that but he can reassure her. Will be there for her if she needs that. They are kind of friendly. Good for each-other. He can recognize that.
"I love you." She says the words without any regrets. Her face colors so nicely. As does his in his shock.
"I will see you later tonight. I'm going to call Marcel sometime today then practice some more. Don't stay here too late, okay." She kisses his temple and smiles broadly when he nods mutely.
Dumbfounded. Speechless a moment. Unable, incapable of getting over or past it.
Leaving him alone to his thoughts was a good idea.
One of the very best she has had all day.
Because fuck.
Before she reaches the door he stops her in her tracks by saying "all right then and just so you know, I love you too Davina."
As he turns back to his paperwork with a look of ill-concealed happiness.