A/N: I am considering writing an M rated chapter next...please let me know if you're in favour of this idea. :) x
Reunion
Hayley reached the strong wooden door and grazed her nail over the contours of it's detailing, tapping lightly as she listen against it. Her heart palpitated within her chest as a slight series of nervy waves rippled over her. She knew he was inside, somehow she could sense it. She knocked upon the door frame feeling rather stupid since she could easily whoosh in through the window if she liked but something inside her was brimming with anticipation.
Elijah narrowed his eyes, his forehead creasing, still pained from the pangs of witchy torture. This was his personal residence, no one bothered him here he thought, surveying his solitary furnishings, his eyes dancing over the vast amount of leather bound books sitting at his disposal. He had found that even reading couldn't distract him efficiently.
Nonetheless Elijah's thoughts came to a halt and he strained to stand up from his chair and sighed making his way to the front door. He slung off his navy tie as he walked which was creased from the previous yanking. His shirt displaying similar lines and as he looked down at it his palms twitched. He considered changing into yet another garment but his heavy heart sluggishly demurred and he stepped forth to open the door, ready to shoo away whoever it was that had found him.
Hayley turned around as she heard the door open, her hair flourishing in the direction of the wind. Her eyes sparked a little on seeing him and then distorted slightly with concern. She curled a piece of her hair around her ear and looked him directly in the eye, forgetting about any words which may have been roaming abound in her mouth just before.
Elijah blinked surprised at seeing her here; he had assumed she would have accepted his choice of isolation, if not immediately but after a while at least. He stared back at her with a piercing gaze and that feeling of desire and love and inexpiable adoration began jumping up and down within his heart. He swallowed and dampened his lips. She was still wearing his jacket he noticed and mused again about how much it suited her better.
"Have you come to return something that is mine?" he asked still staring at her, slightly reaching out to tug the fabric. Hayley's heart fluttered at the pull but she looked down at the jacket and narrowed her eyes. Really that's the first thing he says to me she thought to herself slightly annoyed.
"You never even wear this thing." She replied stubbornly but then swiftly changed the subject to more prominent matters by holding up his handkerchief and saying.
"But I do have something else that's yours."
Elijah blinked at the bloodied handkerchief and took it from her fingers. Hayley waited for an explanation unaware that Elijah had no plans of giving her one. He still stubbornly wished to stick by his decision, no matter how much he was dying to touch her in the instant.
"Well thank you for returning it to me." He spoke politely and then moved back to close the door.
Hayley scoffed putting her booted foot in the way.
"You get captured, tortured by your mother, faint and go into a witchy coma, return. And now you're avoiding me like the babbling door to door sales guy?" She exclaimed incredulous.
"Move out of the way." She then instructed to a sighing Elijah who obliged knowing her all too well.
She walked past him and he closed the door.
"Hayley." He began in an attempt to conjure up an explanation but she walked into the room in which he had been previously sat and began examining it.
"So this is where you've been hiding." She folded her arms and muttered as Elijah came into view and watched her as she perused through an open book. He suddenly then realised she was the only other person to have set foot in the house other than him.
"I believe I need some time." Elijah spoke softly but inside he was drinking in her appearance. He found he had missed her so god damn much and leaned against the door frame as if relishing just her presence. She then looked at him and his eyes blinked away.
"Some time." She repeated slightly louder and Elijah moved off from the door frame. Hayley was about to continue her admonishing but she noticed Elijah's face change and his hand clasps his head.
"Elijah." She breathed worriedly and her eyed widened with concern. She noticed the veins aroused his eyes protrude and her lips parts with an anxious breath.
Elijah then felt the same distortion of vision, the painful pang of his red door knocking about within his brain and the anguish rained down on him. He grit his teeth and groaned as beads of sweat formed upon his forehead.
"Hayley. Get out of here." He uttered between breaths, terrified of harming her but Hayley disobeyed. She was at his side and heaved him into the chair taking hold of his hand and rubbing it soothingly.
Elijah gripped her hand tightly and tugging her slightly leaned forwards to look at her firmly.
"Go." He groaned staring into her wide eyes. So beautiful he thought but Hayley was not about to listen.
"I'm not going anywhere." She whispered resolute in her decision.
Elijah's breaths grew heavier and more painful.
"You...don't understand..." he spat stumbling off the chair and onto his knees.
"I could hurt you." He almost sobbed and growled at the same time as a tear escaped.
Hayley's heart clenched and she felt herself melt inside as she dropped to her own knees in front of him but remained strong outwardly.
"I'm not scared." She then spoke firmly and softly and drew nearer to him her mind suddenly clearing of all the doubts she'd been having about him.
She looked at him before a brief pause.
Then before Elijah knew it her mouth had crushed upon his and his moan of pain was muffled by her sweet tasting lips. Feelings of shock and rapture shot up inside him and his hand automatically fisted into her free flowing hair, clutching it needily while cradling her head against his.
Hayley gasped breathing shakily and kissed him harder as she felt his familiar hand slide down her smooth back and encircle her waist, pulling her possessively towards him. She felt his tense body again hers and her body tingled. Hayley pressed closer. She sucked his bottom lip and cupped his face stroking soothingly and his thumbs circled the side of her stomach as they caught each other breath.
They both then breathed deeply. Heads pounding and hearts pattering. Equally shocked by the suddenness of their action and they withdrew slightly only to stare deeply into one another's eyes with a strange wonderment. Elijah found the pain had disappeared, he knew not how but it had. All he felt now was desire. Desire and...
Their chest raised and fell in unison and they continued to stare. Elijah stroked her swollen lip and she murmured softly. Elijah's heart convulsed and he suddenly clasped her to him, clutching securely. Hayley in turn threw her arms around his neck and squeezed tightly too their scents bathing each other and their inner deprivation of each other finally began to be fed. She scrunched her eyes and inhaled against his shoulder, realising that she could not let go no matter what had happened. Their arguments, the tears, the pain, the distance, the horrid stabs at each other; none of it mattered now.
Elijah closed his eyes and tried to convince himself that this was no dream. She really was in his arms, all of it was real. And her feelings, her feelings mirrored his own. He stroked her hair soothingly and her face slowly appeared in front of him from hiding against his neck. Elijah stroked her jaw and tilted her chin towards him and kissed her softly. He then swiftly lifted her onto her feet.
He looked at her with pure love, his hands still circling her waist and pressing her against him. Hayley slide her hand up his shirt and Elijah closed his eyes as he felt her touch trail across him. He struggled to fight the urge to give in but stopped her hand. Hayley looked at him confused.
Elijah saw her expression and couldn't bear the thought of parting with her but logically he knew what had to be done. "Listen to me." He whispered smoothing her hair back. "It need you to go." He spoke softly thinking of the memory of Tatia and quickly brushing off the thought.
Hayley recoiled and Elijah's heart sank. Her mind mined for a thousand answers as the bubbled of doubt began to reform. Is this a rejection? She thought horrified. Is he really choosing his self-sacrificing nature again she thought as disappointment stabbed her heart.
"What...?" she asked softly, feeling almost discarded and her eyes flickered towards the ground. Elijah noticed her sombre tone and kicked himself inside for choosing the wrong words. He knew she was filling up with doubt at each second. The expression of hurt and confusion sprawled across her beautiful face was enough to make his heart bleed; he couldn't watch it any longer. Suddenly his grip around her waist tightened and he pushed her against the bookcase padding her fall with his arm. Hayley gasped, looking at him and softly squirming in his grasp.
"Don't you dare doubt it." He half hissed and whispered, kissing her neck and causing her to sigh. The sound melted him and he placed her forehead upon hers.
"My mother..." Elijah whispered as his hand trailed up Hayley's arm.
"She has damaged me," he swallowed, pressing his forehead more.
"The thought of harming you..." he then half stuttered but Hayley kissed him fully and deeply to silence him a hum of delight vibrating in his mouth. Elijah cupped her face with one hand the suddenly pinned both her arms against the bookcase pushing her back with a tame growl.
"I crave you." He drawled staring at her with passionate eyes.
"My hunger for you..." he spoke breathlessly.
"It could overwhelm me." He puffed.
Hayley never broke eye contact instead she leaned forward and bit his lip gently, letting it roll of her teeth.
"I love you." She whispered and looked up at him slowly from beneath her eyelashes.
Elijah's eyes widened and he could have sworn that his heart stopped. His body gained a sense of power like no other and he scooped the woman before him into his arms effortlessly as she wrapped her legs around him. Elijah reached his bedroom in seconds and standing at the foot of his magnificent bed he laid Hayley in the sprawl of his brilliant white sheets. She watched him intently, eyes filled with the love she had just professed her heart thudding with anticipation.
Elijah leaned over the bed frame and hovered over her from above. He stared deeply and his lips parted automatically. He felt his body sigh as the words escaped his mouth.
"I love you..." He breathed huskily.