Chapter 4

Notes: THANK YOU SO MUCH GUYS! You guys sent me SO MANY prompts on tumblr and I just wanna really thank you all for that! You made me smile all the way! Here we go! Xx

P.S: the prompts' order is chosen based on my writing mood that day, it absolutely DOES NOT mean one prompt is better or worse!

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Anonymous prompt on Tumblr: Elijah's reaction to being sent a very intentional nude from Katherine while they were still together and he just has dinner with his Family

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The sound of cutlery on plates was the ambient noise as the Original siblings ate that evening.

Klaus had a servant giving him occasional fresh blood sips from her thin wrist, Kol was more preoccupied on savoring his rich scotch that according to him, went well with any meal. He had said that looking suspiciously at Klaus' living blood bag.

Rebekah was trying to ignore the tension between her brothers, especially between Nik and Elijah.

It wasn't unusual for them to have disagreements, God knew that it wasn't, although it seemed to be more alight, if she could say that, these days.

She didn't recall any 'misbehaving' as Nik would put out, coming from her eldest brother alive – sort of -, so the blonde girl observed the situation around her cautiously, caring for her soup as if one of her siblings could jump from their seats to strangle the other and spill her chief-prepared meal.

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Katherine was bored.

To death.

If she wasn't already, in that case.

And what usually happened when she was unoccupied?

Blood baths.

Although, she couldn't risk being exposed these days. Because it wasn't only her anymore. If the Mystic Falls Scooby-gang found out where she was, hey would soon connect the dots to what she was planning.

Take the cure from their very hands.

With Elijah helping her, no less.

Yes, she was a committed lady now.

Fun, right?

Oh, for Elijah sure was. Katherine was a sex goddess.

And Elijah didn't fall behind that label either.

The man was insatiable, sexy, rough…

Behind all that noble-brother façade, there was a beast. One that came every night – or day really -, to Katherine's bed. Or couch, or dining-room table, or kitchen counter, or bathtub… they had tried on all the house surfaces already and still couldn't get enough of each other.

500 years of pent up sexual tension could do that to you.

So, Katherine claimed her Original sibling every chance she got.

Also teased him at any opportunity as well.

Elijah being at home or not.

At this precise moment, she was in their bed, spread over the Egyptian sheets, in a typical American-house in the outskirts of Mystic Falls, where her partner was having dinner with his dysfunctional family. Although, who she was to judge, since she had a copy – a uglier one, no less – running around with her face.

Elena wasn't her immediate family, she so pissed Katherine off that she wanted tug her stupid heart out of her chest every time she saw her, but somehow, they shared a bloodline. To Elijah Mikaelson that was important – the motive scaped Katherine most times -, also he was smitten with the Gilbert peasant.

That thought alone was enough to fuel on her anger, and also turn her on. Because Elijah was with her: Katherine Pierce, and all the sub-prsonalities that it entailed.

That brought a smirk to the brunette beauty's face.

And also, an idea to her devious mind.

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Elijah was the first one to want his family reunited.

Yes, he was the noble family-oriented – although with his family history he couldn't say if that really mattered of if it had any meaning whatsoever.

Only, at the exact moment, he was dreading being reunited with this same family.

Klaus was looking at him as if he knew what he was planning, as if he knew that Elijah wasn't doing it alone.

Either way, he put those thoughts aside and tried to enjoy an almost normal evening between his family.

"So, any news going on?" Kol prompted and Rebekah continued to eat her soup, Klaus shrugged in disinterest and Elijah shook his head no. "You mates know that all those signs mean that you all have dirty under the rug, right?"

Rebekah rolled her eyes while saying "Don't act like you don't Kol! You just outsmarted us by asking it first,"

Kol feigned surprise, moving his hand to his heart and sipped from his glass "You seem too sure of that, but can you prove?"

Rebekah was about to shoot a reply in his way, when Klaus interfered.

"Enough you two babies!"

"Oh Nik, because you're so mature, right?"

"Running around after that blonde school girl, baby-vampire as if she was going to give ya the time of her day without any interest concerning her friends," Kol pointed out and Rebekah smirked in approval.

Klaus gave her an angry look "As if Rebekah wasn't falling stupidly for that Grill boy!"

Elijah was ignoring his siblings bicker completely, his fingers massaging his temples, even though he knew he couldn't have a headache per say, but still doing it as of habit.

And that was when he felt his cell vibrating in his jacket pocket.

For it only happened couple times, he assumed it was a text.

Elijah also assumed it was one from his partner.

And oh, he was right.

He just didn't expect what he saw on the screen.

From: K

To: Elijah Mikaelson

Hi, handsome. Wanna play?

8:47p.m

If it was only that he would've ignored it 'till his family dinner was over – which wouldn't take long because his siblings were almost at each other throats -, but the photo attached to the text was almost too much.

He had seen her body countless times before. And it never ceased to amaze him how creative and flexible it could be, Elijah was impressed.

Probably all that paraphernalia she had ordered online days ago concerning ring lights, camera, etcetera, was aiming this kind of interaction.

And there never was a happier Original member.

No pun intended.

Her delicious body was clad in rich black lace, - definitely her color - her hand inside her tiny little thong, her breasts in push-up bra that made them oh so more mouth-watering. The glossy curls he liked pulling hard when they were fornicating, shone in the bright perfect-positioned light, the lace long-sleeved kimono she was wearing only making Katerina look more and more like a queen for him to please. Her eyes looking directly at the camera – at him – and her lips slightly parted, inviting, and if his memory served him right – it did – so soft too.

As he felt the blood circulating faster through his veins, his mind calculated the nearer route to reach her before 9PM still.

Family dinner be dammed.

He didn't work on a reply to her message, only getting up from the table, and that was when his family seemed to make notice of his presence in the dinning room.

"Where are you going, brother?" came Niklaus controlling tone, as he watched Elijah stride to the threshold.

"An urgent mater surfaced," the noble Original offered – although not so noble, if someone could read his thoughts at the moment.

"What mater?" Rebekah interfered suspiciously.

It wasn't like Elijah to leave them bickering without interfering with words of peace and advice, like the older brother – and sometimes parent – he was.

Kol didn't say anything, but subtlety winked at his eldest brother. He would know it was a matter of utmost importance, after all the man-whore he was, considered a booty-call as important as blood to survive.

"Rebekah, don't interfere in our brother personal life, would ya?"

Rebekah humpfed and Klaus suspiciously faced his brother.

"Like we have any particular maters in this family," pointed out the Original sister.

As if on cue, Elijah's phone vibrated once again. And even though it wasn't emitting a sound, for three vampires, the movement of the device in Elijah's pocket was enough.

"The mater seems urgent, indeed," Klaus remarked an ironic smirk dancing in his features.

They were all silent for a minute, before Rebekah eyes widened in horror.

"OMG! You're on a mission!"

"If by mission you mean booty-call, little sister, I guess you're right," Kol responded in amusement, refilling his glass.

Elijah expression tried not to show his horrification, although the Original was doing a poor job.

Klaus let out a laugh as he dismissed his older brother with the hand that wasn't gripping the girl he was using as blood bag wrist.

"You go, brother, God knows you need the relaxation," the blonde brother mocked as he was trying to contain his laugh.

Elijah was mortified with his siblings' reaction, even more so when Rebekah started having a laughter fit.

As if like none of them had sex.

Lord knows how after power, manipulation and blood, sex was of utmost importance for a Mikaelson. There was also treason, but that was another matter.

He acted as if his relatives weren't making fun of him, and turned on his heels to leave the manor.

Seemed like he was the only mature Original, too.

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It didn't take much for Elijah to pull up on Katerina's driveway.

He hoped-out the black Porsche, and entered his current residence. The house was pitch black, which was odd. He didn't procrastinate his stay at the manor, so he assumed she would be awake.

"Looking for something, My Lord?"

Elijah turned around in the foyer in the living room's direction, where he saw his lady waiting for him in the middle of the room.

He walked calculated steps 'till he reached the threshold, hands in pockets, an usual Elijah pose Katherine was accustomed to see these days.

One that also told her she was in trouble.

Although, the kind she enjoyed.

"Katerina," he vociferated huskily observing her lace clad figure with desire.

"Yes, my Lord?" how he liked when she role-played with his title from when they first met.

"I was dinning with my siblings," he exposed his previous activities as reminding what she had interrupted.

"I know, my lord," Katerina answered with a smirk adorning her full glorious lips.

Elijah knew all too well what they could do to a man, to him.

"And you thought right of intermit my dinner?" he inquired amused, taking off his suit jacket and depositing it by the first armchair in the moon-lit room.

"I was bored," she justified, "to death, if I wasn't already, 'Lijah," she used her nickname for him, because she knew he wasn't disappointed, only amused and if the bulk in his trousers was saying anything, also horny.

"Very well," the brown-haired man nodded in agreement and sat on the couch, adjusting his cufflinks, and opening his legs wide without taking his feet off the ground. "entertain yourself, Katerina," and gesticulated with his hand for her to go ahead.

Or down in that case.

She smiled and walked until she was directly in front of him.

Elijah rested his hands on her hips pulling her closer to him as he aimed his lips to her own in a forceful and languid kiss, extracting the most heavenly of sounds from her.

Katherine supported herself by gripping his shoulders and didn't take long for her to straddle him, grinding in his arousal.

"Tell me that text wasn't the best part of your evening," she provoked between bruising kisses.

Elijah inhaled deeply on her neck, savoring her smell he was addicted to these days, and ran his hands through her back, 'till it reached her arse, pulling her closer and taking grunts from the both of them, he announced:

"Oh, Katerina, the best part of my evening it yet to come," was the last of words he uttered before sinking his fangs on her neck.

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Notes: I know you wanted more, but I wasn't in the mood for the whole thing! Sorry! Y.Y

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