Chapter 3- Bad things will go… eventually.
It was around 8:30am Friday morning when Hope startled herself awake. She had been dreaming about Malivore's hell pit and the complete and utter darkness that surrounded her, she had worked up a sweat without realising it. The room was eerily quiet, and she momentarily forgot where she was. She picked up her phone and panicked slightly when she noticed the time. She rushed to get washed and dressed then headed downstairs.
Hope looked around for Alaric but couldn't find him. "Shit. He's not here so it looks like I'm going to have to run to school" Hope sounded slightly annoyed with herself, she's never stayed in bed this long before, she's usually up before 6am. Clearly, she needed the sleep, so she couldn't really fault herself. She headed to the kitchen to make herself a cup of coffee. When she approached the fridge to get the milk out, she saw a note on the door 'Don't bother coming in today, you need the rest. I'll be back tonight. Alaric.' The note was simple but made Hope smile, she took this as a sign to slow down a bit.
Hope finished making her coffee then headed back upstairs. She was going to get her clothes washed today. Hope picked up the full suitcase and took it downstairs. She found the washing machine quite easily. It was in the basement, the room was small, but it was home to the washing machine, tumble dryer and what looked like some ancient gym equipment that hadn't been touched in years, it probably belonged to Alaric from his days of being a vampire hunter. Hope loaded her clothes into the washing machine and switched it on. She sighed. She wasn't sure what she was going to do with herself today. Maybe she would take it easy, if she actually knew the meaning of the word.
Hope grabbed a bowl of cereal before she decided she was going to watch some TV. She walked over to the sofa, sat down, picked up the remote from the coffee table and switched on the TV. She munched away on her breakfast as she flicked through the channels until she found something mildly appeasing, it was some period drama that was set in England, it seemed like it was about a group of nuns that help woman to give birth. She hadn't watched it before, but she seemed to get the gist of it. It wasn't long before the washing machine bleeped, Hope went and took her wet clothes out and placed them in the dryer, she also put another wash on. Hope returned back to her spot on the sofa, occasionally paying attention to the TV as her mind started to wander.
Hope's thoughts drifted away from her for a few hours. She loved the freedom of not having a monster to chase after, but she hated not having anything to do. But for some reason her thoughts kept coming back to the vibrator in the drawer. It hit her like a constant wave of 'What was Josie doing with it? Why is it here and not with her? Did Josie secretly come home to use it? Did she use it on herself or did she bring Penelope here and use it on her? Or did she use it on someone else entirely?' Hope was shocked about her thoughts. Why was she thinking about this? She had absolutely no reason to wonder about Josie's sex life. But then again, it's not like she can just walk up to her and ask her about it. I mean, she could, but I think it would most definitely freak Josie out to hell and beyond.
On the other hand, however Hope always found it fun to sit and think about how different people have sex, to imagine if they are kinky or vanilla or if they were more likely to please themselves. And judging by the vibrator hidden in the drawer, Josette Saltzman definitely has a kinky side. Hope's eyes drew wide at the thought and a smile stretched across her face.
It was an involuntary movement, but it subconsciously made Hope's thoughts get more intense, so eventually she relented and went up to the room. There was just something about this toy that she was drawn to. Hope was kicking herself, why she was doing this she will never know. Well she did know, but she would never tell anyone that she had a secret fetish for using other people's toys.
The instant Hope entered the room, her hands found their way into the drawer and pulled out the purple toy. Hope fully knew (no pun intended) that what she was about to do was wrong, but there was something inside her that didn't want her to stop. Hope took the toy out and switched it on, there was a slight buzz and vibration coming from it. "Well I'm glad it still works" Hope smiled to herself. She took the toy into the bathroom and washed it thoroughly, several times, before running back to the room where she first found it. Hope immediately locked the door behind her and jumped on the bed.
There was a new and different type of excitement running through her, she couldn't describe it even if she wanted to, and she didn't want to at this current moment. She just let herself enjoy it. Hope placed the vibrator on the nightstand then she took her shirt off and pull her trousers down, throwing them both on the ground next to the bed. She lay on the bed in just her underwear. It was a pretty nice matching set she was wearing today; it was a dark green lacey bra and thong. It made her happy when she wore a matching set, it's the little things in life that keep her balanced, somewhat.
Hope picked up her phone and opened a private browser, typed in the address to a porn site and scrolled through it until she found something that she mildly liked the look of. She settled on a generic video of a man and woman fucking on a sofa.
Hope didn't really care that much for porn, but she had become accustomed to the sounds of sex. Most nights at the motel were just filled with men and women moaning and whimpering -usually in pleasure- and the sound of furniture banging against the thin walls of her motel room. A part of her found it really annoying, especially when she had a really bad day. But on several occasions (even though she'd never ever admit it to anyone) it turned her on.
Hope had only used a vibrator a few times before. She never really thought much of them, she just didn't really want to spend money on something that she's hardly ever going to use, because most of the time she wouldn't have time to use it, especially because her days were usually filled with; training with Alaric, going to school, fighting the latest monster of the week and dealing with Lizzie Saltzman drama of the week. But today was one of those rare occasions. She wanted to indulge, she needed to indulge but she didn't know why or what suddenly brought this on. It had been a while since she last got herself off. And well she had the house to herself so why not?
Hope placed her phone on the nightstand, hit play on the video and got settled on the bed. After a few seconds the sounds of moans started to fill the room. Hope picked up the toy and switched it on, the same vibrations she felt earlier came to life again, Hope smiled.
She started moving the vibrator across her nipples and down her stomach before it came to rest on her centre above her underwear. The vibrations were light against her clit, it tingled more than anything. She cycled through the settings to find a faster speed and a heavier vibration.
It only took a minute to find one she liked; it had a set pattern, it started off with light vibrations that built up to full strength in about 30 seconds then it repeated itself. Hope applied pressure to her clit and moved the toy up and down her full length until she started to feel the wetness gather between her legs. She was half focused on her body and half watching the video that was playing next to her, she could hear and see the woman moaning as the man started to eat her out. He looked like he really knew what he was doing. "I wish someone would eat me out like that" Hope muttered to herself, slightly shocked that the words actually came out of her mouth.
After a few minutes of feeling the vibrations pulsating against her, Hope had gathered enough wetness in-between her legs for the vibrator to slip inside her with ease. Hope removed her bra and thong and threw them onto the floor then she bent her knees and lifted her hips to help the toy find the sweet spot of her centre. Hope moaned as she pressed it into her, her nipples hardened, and it wasn't long before the slick sounds of the vibrator mixed with her wetness filled the room.
After a couple of minutes of thrusting the toy inside her, Hope shifted onto her knees and rearranged the pillows so she could straddle them, she could use the hight of the pillows to rock back on as the toy vibrated inside her, the height made it feel like there was someone laying underneath her. Hope found a rhythm she enjoyed. She placed one hand against the wall to steady herself and the other hand wrapped the base of the toy to still it as she rocked her hips backwards and forwards, slightly lifting her hips up so that the majority of the shaft left her body before she thrusted herself back onto it, repeating it. The rabbit's ears placed either side of her clit, stimulating her even more. Her moans became more powerful with every vibration that flowed through her.
Hope listened to the video playing next to her, the man was now pounding himself into the woman. She could tell the woman was reaching her climax point, it was a skill she had picked up from listening to her 'neighbours'. She can almost exactly pinpoint the moment just before an orgasm was going to happen, maybe one day it will turn into a useful skill but at this moment, it had no value to her, or so she thought.
As the sounds of the woman's orgasm filled the room, Hope's own body reacted to the moans in an unexpected way, within seconds Hope's body betrayed her. Her orgasm came thick and fast. She collapsed forwards as she rode through the waves that rippled within her body. It was so strong that her breathing became heavy and her body started to sweat. Her moans filled the room. She couldn't verbalise any words, her breath got stuck in her throat and all she could muster was an "ugghhh", as her body hit the mattress.
Hope lay there, faceplanted to the mattress for few moments before she had the strength to turn the toy off and removed it from inside her, she dropped it on the floor next to the bed. Hope was in a daze and she rode the orgasm high for as long as it would allow her to. She couldn't believe how easy it was for her to cum, usually it takes her about 30 minutes to even get wet these days. It really did surprise her, but she just brushed it off and put it down to the intensity of the toy.
Eventually Hope got up off the bed, picked up the toy, headed to the bathroom. She washed the toy again then jumped in the shower to freshen up. Hope had a quick shower then headed back to the bedroom and got dressed. She returned the vibrator back to its rightful place in the drawer. Hope looked at the state of the bed and decided to strip the sheets and wash them as well. She gathered everything together and headed down to the washer.
Hope felt better now that she's had a release. She still didn't know what to do with herself, but she definitely felt better. When Hope got to the washer, she dropped the dirty load onto the floor then proceeded to remove her clothes from the dryer and fold them. She moved back over to the washer and mindlessly swapped the clothes between machines and deposited her latest dirty secret into the washer, switching both machines on and collecting her fresh clothes, she gathered them and took them back up to her room, put them away and re-made the bed before finally returning to her spot on the sofa where she spent the rest of the afternoon, trying her hardest not to think about the days events.
As the afternoon came and went, it was early evening before Alaric came back to the house. When he walked through the door, he dropped his bag onto the floor, and kicked off his shoes next to it. He was moaning about the state of MFHS and all the paperwork he has to do. At first, he didn't notice Hope sitting on the sofa, so he was startled when she first spoke to him. "Hey, I was just about to make something to eat, do you want anything?" Hope's voice was soft.
"oh geez, sorry, I forgot you were here. Erm yeah that would be great thanks. What are you going to make?" Alaric grabbed his chest slightly before he headed over to the other sofa to join Hope.
"I was thinking Spaghetti Bolognese. It's one of the easiest things I know how to cook." Hope laughed.
"Yeah that's fine." Alaric sighed. He picked up the remote and switched the TV over to the History Channel.
Hope just laughed, stood up and headed to the kitchen. She started getting the ingredients ready. "Do you have any red wine?" Hope asked.
"Why do you need red wine? And if we have any it will be in the first room on your left." Alaric sounded confused but didn't have the strength to question her further.
"Thanks." Hope shot back. She wandered over to the door and opened it. It was a small room probably 6 meters long and 2 meters wide, but it housed over 300 different bottles of alcohol. Different wines, whiskeys and brandy. Hope walked into the room and looked through the shelf and found a bottle of Chianti and picked it up. As she turned to walk out of the room, her eyes found a bottle of 1965 Glen Mhor whiskey. She picked that up as well then headed back to the kitchen.
It took less than 30 minutes for Hope to cook and prepare everything. She plated it up and set it down on the kitchen island. "Dinner's ready" She called to Alaric. Alaric jumped up from the sofa and joined Hope in the kitchen. Hope pulled 2 glasses out of the cupboard and poured herself and Alaric a glass of whiskey then proceeded to sit down at the table.
"What are you doing drinking Whiskey? You aren't old enough." Alaric sounded pissed off and tried to grab the glass from Hope's hand. Hope pulled away and placed it down next to her.
"I'm a Mikaelson. Whiskey runs through my veins just as much as Witch, Werewolf and Vampire blood does. And you can't stop me from drinking it." Hope laughed and took a sip of her drink. Alaric wanted to argue back but he was just too tired and from what he remembered about Klaus Mikaelson there was no point in trying to argue with his daughter.
Hope wanted to try and make conversation with Alaric, but it felt slightly too weird to ask him about his day and she didn't know what they would talk about, so they just sat in silence as they finished their meal. Alaric washed the pots as Hope poured them both another drink and made her way to sit on the sofa. Soon after Alaric joined her on and sat on the other sofa. He finally changed the channel from the History channel and put a film on. It was called 'Blades of Glory', it seemed like some sort of comedy about 2 male ice skaters. Alaric really seemed to enjoy it, so Hope just absentmindedly laughed along.
Hope finally spoke. "Are you ready for the football match tomorrow?"
"Erm yeah, it will be nice to see Lizzie and Josie as well." Alaric responded. Hope just nodded her head, she didn't know what else to say.
After the film had finished, Hope said goodnight to Alaric then made her way up to bed. She got changed into her nightwear then settled into the mattress. Her mind wandered for a while; she wasn't looking forward to seeing everyone tomorrow. She would have been more enthusiastic if they knew who she was. Her mind settled soon after and she fell asleep.