Trigger warning
"Right you are. Have at it, Kol." Niklaus waves his hand in a dramatic gesture at the girl, smirking at his brother's antics.
Eloise shakes her head a little and presses herself even further into the wall, hoping to vanish into it like in Harry Potter.
Kol ignores Eloise's petty objections and takes hold of her arm, dragging her into the alleyway, although it was late and the street was abandoned, he'd rather not be seen, god knows Elijah would throw a hissy fit.
"Come here, darling." Kol mumbles as he pulls the girl into his chest, gently wrapping his arms around her in a morbid sort of hug. He lets out a pleased rumble as the girl's body melts into his, warmth radiating from her.
Eloise feels her cheeks heating up and she shakes her head slightly, hating her bodily response to the stranger's embrace. The embrace might be gentle and kind, but she had a suspicion what came next would be far from kind. Eloise mumbles her disagreement, knowing it was no use to start shouting, Kol would probably break her neck or something like that if she dared to do so.
Kol ignores the soft protests that were coming from her lips and places one of his hands on her mouth while pressing his nose against her throat, nosing gently as a lover might do. Delightedly, Kol takes her soft natural scent in and listens to the thrumming of her heartbeat. He was relishing in anticipation. There was nothing as exhilarating as preparing himself for that very first bite, the first drop.
Feeling her tremble he smoothes his fingers along her sides, "It's alright. Just a little taste." Kol shares one last look with his brother, who was looking on with interest, before letting his fangs elongate. Eyes darkening, he grazes his fangs over the tender skin before finally sinking in.
Eloise lets out a muffled whimper at the painful sensation, she fully understood the shrill cry from the man she had seen killed in the alley.
When Kol dragged her into the alley she had tried her best not to look in the direction of the two bodies.
The initial bite had hurt the worst. The sensation of getting her blood sucked out of her was very strange to her but didn't hurt as much, it was mostly uncomfortable. It reminded her of the time she got bitten by a dog in the park. The dog in question wasn't exactly friendly with Bowie and retaliated by biting Eloise. She wonders briefly if she should get antibiotics for this wound as well.
Niklaus looks on with an amused expression while trying to catch the girl's eyes. There was something quite intimate about eye contact whilst feeding, even if he wasn't doing the drinking. The girl looked startled, but not as frightened as he would have expected, she looked oddly calm actually.
Realizing the girl isn't screaming her lungs out as he had anticipated, Kol takes his hand off her mouth, shifting his arm in front of her chest, gripping onto her shoulder instead. As expected, the woman tasted delicious. Kol didn't taste any alcohol or drugs in her blood, and her iron levels weren't terribly high, which made for a pleasant, mellow taste.
Eloise grabs tightly onto Kol's arms. She wasn't trying to pry herself free from his hold but merely looking for a grip. She felt herself getting lightheaded and she hoped dearly that Kol wouldn't let her fall if her legs were to give out.
"That's enough, brother." Niklaus warns as he sees the girl pale quite a bit. His brother had his fun, it was time to head home.
Kol reluctantly lifts his face from the girl's neck and licks his lips clean, not wanting to waste a single drop. "Delicious." Kol compliments, stroking his thumb over Eloise's cheek, if only Niklaus would allow him to take the pretty thing home. He would surely take good care of her, his last plaything lasted a good three months. Perhaps he could sneak a bite again in the coming weeks.
Kol looks at Niklaus, who was eyeing the girl. Carefully examining her face. Kol internally groans, hoping he wasn't about to make another one of his 'victim paintings'.
Niklaus had developed the habit of sketching or painting some of their more memorable of his victims, which was incredibly useless in Kol's eyes. Niklaus hadn't even fed of the girl and she was hardly dead. "You sure you don't want a taste, Niklaus? She's exquisite ." Kol tries, grinning wickedly at his brother when he sees a hint of want in his eyes.
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"Fuck." Eloise mutters as she realizes her keys are in her bag, and her bag was still on the ground near the Grill. There was no way she would go back there, the chances of seeing another dead body or to get bitten again was not worth it, besides that, she still had to pee and her feet hurt worst than before. She would have to walk by the Grill tomorrow before class in the hope her bag was brought into the lost and found.
Eloise reaches up barely reaching the door frame, and pats around blindly until cool metal touches her fingers. With a triumphant noise, she grabs the key and jams it into the lock.
She lets out an exhausted laugh when Bowie greets her at the door. No matter the rough day and horrible evening, his presence made it all a little less terrible. She pets his head for a little while before finally closing the door behind her. Bowie had pretty much saved her life so she would be sure to get him a nice treat when her next paycheck came in.
Eloise grimaces when she inspects the wound in her bathroom mirror. She had applied pressure on the wound, something she had learned from dramatic hospital series, the whole way back. To be fair she had been surprised to have made it all the way home without fainting at all.
She thoroughly washes her hands and proceeds to carefully wipe away the excess blood with wads of toilet paper. She didn't exactly have alcohol in her home, except for wine but Eloise thought it would be best to not rub that onto her neck. She hoped desperately that it wouldn't get infected.
After cleaning her neck as well as she could, with the constant stabbing sensation anytime she came too close to the wound, Eloise searches through her cabinets for some sort of bandage. Eloise had never really stocked up on medical care products except for the occasional band-aids. She never really got hurt and in her logic, she could call 911 if something bad happened. However, she suspected a bite wound made by a man with fangs would not do so well to explain to a trained medic.
Besides that, the man named Niklaus had asked her to keep quiet about what had transpired in the alley, well demanded more like it. Normally when a man dared to talk to her in such a manner she had no problem with coming up with a clever retort or a subtle insult, but seeing as this man probably had fangs, like his brother, she thought it better not to test his patience.
After some rummaging in her cupboard, she finds some gauze and bandages. They were slightly yellowed and Eloise didn't dare to look at the best before date, but this was better than nothing. She'd rather not bleed onto her pillow tonight.
Eloise clumsily ties the bandage around her neck and groans in annoyance as she watches her poor attempt, becoming a nurse was out of the question.
Knowing Alaric he would fuss and fret over her like a mother hen if he saw the bandages. She should be wearing a turtleneck sweater tomorrow.
Eloise impatiently taps her phone, it read three percent. Charging was a nightmare. She briefly contemplates calling Alex first thing in the morning but decides against it. She had a feeling that Niklaus or Kol would find out sooner or later if she had blabbered and she would rather postpone a meeting with either of them for a very long time.
