A/N: I'm feeling some kind of way so this one is smutty. Please excuse grammatical errors.

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A wind blew through Trevor that left a chill in his bones. The hair on his neck rose in salute. He glanced at the dark bare oaks surrounding him. They stood still. Too still like they were frozen with fright. The vampire didn't realize they had a reason to be until the hand was punching through his back. The squire looked down at it, trying to focus on the lapis lazuli ring covered in his blood before his eyes went dark.

The sapphire witch tried to cast, sending up the signal that they need help but a blonde blur ripped out her throat before she had the chance. She convulsed watching the blue light spin in her hands. The spell faded as the blood was drained from her body. Her failure was the last thing she saw.

Hybrids wailed as the demon plowed through them indiscriminately. His mouth covered in gore, his hands full of flesh, and his eyes full of fury. There was no use. He was crazed and moved like lightening. He was instant death. Their fates were sealed unlike the tombs that once housed the originals.

-o0o-

Bonnie lay across him naked. He pulled the blanket over them because her erect nipples were pressing into his chest. He ran his fingertips over the goose bumps on her arms. He wanted to wake and warm her, but the girl needed her sleep. He had fucked into her all night. He had filled her in so many ways even he marveled at his ingenuity.

He tried very hard to lose himself inside her and it worked for the most part. Now, however he was alone with his thoughts and this nagging feeling of dread. He had this nervous energy that would not abate no matter how many times he emptied himself into the witch. He needed to do something. He needed to regain control over his kingdom.

Niklaus looked down at his sleeping witchling's face. God she was infuriatingly beautiful. He gently placed a kiss on the crown on her head and shifted her off him. She mumbled something her face in a pout. He was about to shift out of bed when she wrapped her limbs around him. Niklaus couldn't help being affected. She didn't dare say it, but the witch wanted him, at least in her dreams.

He untangled himself from her limbs and stood.

"Should I go back to my chambers?" Bonnie said stirring. A minute ago the King could have sworn she was fast asleep.

"No, go back to sleep." Niklaus said slipping into his robe. The witched watched him wiping the sleep from her eyes.

"Are you leaving?" Bonnie said sitting up. She was still groggy, and could use some more sleep.

"For a bit." Niklaus said

"I will go back to my chambers." Bonnie said swinging her legs over the side of the bed.

"Go back to sleep. We will have breakfast when I return." Niklaus replied. He turned to her just in time to see her peering about the room uneasily. She didn't want to be in his chambers, in his bed without him. Niklaus realized he wanted her in his bed when he returned.

"You know I can make you go back to sleep." Niklaus said smirking at the witch.

"I'd like to see you try." Bonnie said her lips pursed. Niklaus brow rose he marched around the side of the bed. His robe fell open. His cock was hardening as he moved. Bonnie scrambled to her feet, preparing herself for any and everything. They stood glaring at each other until Niklaus rubbed the pad of his thumbs against those erect nipples. She murmured. Her tongue wet her lips as she glanced down at his swollen member.

"I was trying to let you rest. I can imagine your sore from last night." The king said massaging her breast.

"Don't flatter yourself." Bonnie said her breath hitching as Niklaus pinched her nipple.

"I don't have to. Your body does it enough for me." Niklaus whispered as he plunged his tongue into her mouth. His hands lowered slowly until they were grabbing her ass, pulling the witch into his erection. He ground against her as he took her mouth.

Bonnie's lips moved aggressively against the kings. She squeaked when he flipped her around, her ass sliding against his dick. Her breast was in his palms. The lobe of her ear was in his mouth. His fingers were filling her pussy. His palm glazed her clit as he pumped inside her tight wetness.

Bonnie hips rocked. Her legs swayed as the king finger fucked her. She was about to come. Yes, that quickly. The King had learned early on what got her off and used it as a weapon against her. Bonnie didn't know what made he hot more his fingers moving in and out of her or the slide of his dick against her asswhole. She didn't have time to ponder too long because she exploded on his hands, her knees buckling.

The king let her fall onto the bed stripping his robe off. He lowered himself unto the bed. He pulled that tight little ass up in the air. She pushed herself onto her elbows, but he gently pressed against shoulder blades. He wanted her face down.

"Be a good witching." He said as he spread her legs apart. He rubbed her ass and watched her juices flow and pussy twitch. It smelled heavenly and he couldn't resist lowering himself for a taste.

He licked teasing her for a while but his cock was throbbing with need. He licked the length of her one last time then took his cock in his hands. He stroked himself for a few minutes just enjoying his view, and then he pressed himself against the waiting witch. She moaned as he ran the tip of his dick against her clit. She was so wet and ready for him, but the king liked to tease her. Her hips moved in invitation. She moved against his cock, letting it slide through the wet. His witch was learning.

He was growing impatient. He pushed into her, filling her. She felt so good and right, and he could have come right there if he didn't have more control. He wanted her spent so she would stay put while he checked in with Trevor. So he fucked into her with abandon. He loved the way her ass jiggled as he pounded into her. He loved the little squeals she made when his cock hit just the right spot. The witch was coming before he knew it, her walls tightening. He cursed as he spilled into her.

He had succeeded. Bonnie was snoring gently a few moments later. Her slumber aided by two orgasms, but the witch had won as well. She had mange to wrap herself around him again, and he was admittedly a little completed himself. He was going to stay in bed a little longer. His squire could wait.

-o0o-

"You are glowing, even more than usual." Caroline said as they walked through the courtyard.

"What?"

"Yes ma'am. Is the sex that good?"

"Caroline!"

"I came to see if you wanted to join me for brunch. Stefan had to venture to the tombs today and he left early. You weren't in your chambers."

"God, you and Lucy should start a society for court and town gossip. And why if I am not in my chambers does that mean I was in the King's. This castle is huge."

"It doesn't… Were you?" Caroline asked with faux innocence. Bonnie shook her head at Caroline's nosiness, but gave into her inner gossip queen.

"I was, and the sex is phenomenal. Sometimes, I feel myself leave my body, floating above myself, and then I burst into tiny pieces, fall, and rush back into consciousness." Bonnie said out of breath thinking of this morning.

"Whoa."

"Is that normal?" Bonnie asked.

"Umm…for most people…I'm not sure, but it would certainly explain Greta and Camille." Caroline teased.

"Is it not like that with Prince Stefan."

"Stefan makes me never want to leave our bed. He has to sneak away when I'm sleeping to get things done."

"I know. You can just get so caught up in each other. You forget about the world, and the people you are outside those walls." Caroline turned surprised at her divulgence.

"It sounds like you and the King are growing closer." Caroline said cautiously.

"We are. It was inevitable. We spend every night together and we are to raise a child." Bonnie continued unfazed.

"It actually sounds like your falling in love." Caroline admitted.

"What? No. I won't lie and say the sex is… there are no words, but love? We can't stand each other."

"Bonnie."

"Yes."

"It's obvious to everyone the King gives you special treatment. Why do you think Greta has gone mad?"

"I'm to be…"

"The mother of his child. I know, but why all the special treatment now. He simply has to take care of you, and service your agreement. He doesn't have to take you in his chambers, buy you expensive gifts, and stay with you every night. He has feelings for you. It's perfectly fine if you have them for him."

"You don't know the history between the vampires and my coven. You didn't see the look in Greta's eyes. I never want to be like her. She turned her back on her coven to be with…"

"The Hybrid King. A rich, intelligent, handsome man who until recently, placed her above everyone else and gave her everything she wanted included unlimited power. Not a lot of people can turn that down, Bonnie."

"I was going to say the devil. And that's how it works. He entices you then you're a jealous lunatic screaming about rings in gardens."

"I'm shocked that I'm saying this but no one is pure evil and no one is pure good. Sure he's a scoundrel of the highest caliber but Bonnie obviously you have found some redeeming qualities. How does he make you feel when you're alone?"

"Sexy. Wanted. Alive." Bonnie admitted.

"Well-" Caroline words seized in her throat as she spotted her husband covered in blood running down the Corridor. Caroline immediately took off after him. Bonnie confused followed.

"Caroline?" She shouted as she ran after the vampire. It was no use the lady flashed forward towards the library. Bonnie stopped to catch her breath then jogged towards the chamber. She stopped when she turned the corner and a crowd had gathered outside the door.

She heard things being knocked over and screaming. It sounded like Greta. No one even turned as she walked up. Their eyes were transfixed on the scene inside. Bonnie nudged her way to the door and was shocked by what she found.

The King was inside bloody. Greta had a cut on her face. Niklaus had her pinned to the wall, his fangs inches away from her throat. Stefan, Marcel, Kael, Malachi stood around the room watching. Camille was wrapped in Lady Salvatore's arms crying. Matt watched aghast as blood dripped from the sorceresses wound.

"Admit it." The King snarled at the vitch.

"I can not admit something I did not do." Greta said tears sliding down her cheeks.

"You were angry and bitter and you released them. You gave Kol back his magic. You committed treason against this kingdom." Niklaus roared in her face. "Against your King." He said his voice breaking, tears in his eyes.

Greta shook her head. She sobbed quietly. Looking into his eyes.

"I have loved you like none other. How could you betray me like this?" She said through he tears.

"So you admit." He whispered, wincing.

"I would never do anything to harm you or your kingdom. You should know that." She said sobering, her face like stone.

"STOP LYING!" He screamed in her face. "Admit it." He snarled grabbing her by the throat. Greta could have easily used her powers. She just let him squeeze the life out of her.

"Stop this." Bonnie said rushing forward. Marcel and Stefan stood in her way.

"She deserves a trial. Kael, Malachi" Bonnie shouted around him. "She is a fellow mage."

Niklaus continued to squeeze. Him and Greta's eyes were locked.

"Greta fight. Use your magic. She deserves a trial." Bonnie cried. She moved around Marcel and he grabbed her. The witch threw a gale spell at him and he went flying into shelves. Kael threw up a force field around Niklaus and Greta to stop Bonnie from interfering.

"You're a mage. You're a dragon. This is a crime against magic." Bonnie said sending all the power she had against the force field. The barrier shook but didn't move.

"Malachi, Help her." She pleaded. Malachi looked away. No one would listen. They just stood watching their King play judge, jury, and executioner.

"Greta, fight. You have the right to a trial. You are the High Priestess of the Sapphire coven. You were born of a long line of mage royalty. We are the guardians of humanity, the servants of nature. You cannot wither away. You will fight, because that's what you do. You fight for what is yours."

Greta looked away from Niklaus. She could barely hear what the witch was on about. The room was getting hazy. Maybe it was her tears clouding her site. Her pain choking out her air.

"Fight for what is yours." Bonnie screamed. Greta and Bonnie locked eyes. Thorns grew from the witch's body piercing the king's hands and chest. He screamed in agony. Stefan rushed towards Greta but Malachi threw a nasty swarm spell at him and the vampire howled as he was being stung over and over by angry bees. Bonnie finally blasted through the force field and froze everyone in the room except Niklaus, her and Greta.

The King healed and lunged for the witch. Greta sent him careening into the far wall. Verbenas plants broke through the concrete floors, stalked, and wrapped themselves around the king. His daylight ring ripped from his fingers and onto the floor. He screamed as the sunlight fried his skin. Greta's wound closed she stepped over Marcel, glancing at Bonnie. Greta threw up a barrier between them. Before Bonnie could move.

"If you hurt him. I will kill you. Mage or not." Bonnie said slamming into the barrier. Greta laughed at that.

"Pick a side baby witch."

She came and stood in front of Niklaus. She watched his skin burn. Watched him struggle against the poisonous plants.

"Remember this day Hybrid King. This is the day I could of have killed you." Greta said as a piece of broken shelf flew from the floor and into the king's abdomen. Niklaus howled in pain.

"But didn't because I loved you. I have always loved you. I would never have betrayed our love, not for anything in this world. And you should have known that." Greta said turning away from him. She walked over to Bonnie.

"Never let a man make you forget who you are. I am in your debt blood witch." Greta said before disappearing into a swirl of blue.

Bonnie's barrier was released. She ran over to the King scooping up his ring and putting it back on his finger. He huffed as his skin begins to clear. The fury in his eyes was inescapable. His eyes shot through her. His mouth was locked in a menacing sneer.

The witch was going to remove the plants shackling him but thought better of it. She ran to the entrance of the library then released her spell on the room. She was gone before everyone was moving again.

-o0o-

Bonnie sat in the middle of her poster bed surrounded by the books on magic the King had given her. She had been there for hours, too afraid to face the consequences. She was enclosed in a barrier spell. Not to mention the force field and lock spell she had thrown up on her door. No one could get in. Hell, no sound could get in either. She didn't want to be able to hear how close Kael or Malachi was to bringing down her charms and bringing her closer to the King's wrath.

Bonnie could admit she was scared. Scared he would kill her, of course. He was the Hybrid King after all. She was also afraid she had destroyed what little relationship they had. This morning was wonderful, and yes the sex was great, but the after was pretty wonderful as well.

After two mind blowing orgasms, she snuggled into him like a teddy bear. She was sure he would pull away any minute to go run his errand. He stayed instead and held her until she drifted off to sleep.

When she woke he was standing over her with a tray full of food fully dressed. He sketched as she ate. Then they spent the rest of the morning debating literature, the merits of mage law, and baby names. And now? She felt guilty. Like she had betrayed their relationship… for Greta?

She didn't have a choice. She was a witch-a mage. All mages protected one another. Greta, as horrible as she had been, deserved a fair trial, guilty or not. It was guiding principle of the Order. Principles that Bonnie prided herself on living by. It was also right, but it felt wrong. Like she had wronged someone she…someone she had come to care about deeply.

She couldn't live with herself if she let Niklaus kill Greta. She wouldn't be able to live with him if he had. He was going to do it. He was going to choke the life out of a woman he considered his queen. What would he do to his lowly companion? Would he ever look at her the same?

Bonnie jumped when the doors to her chamber flew open and the king walked into the room with Kael on his heels. "Leave us." He growled at the Dragon. The seer looked at the witch worried.

"Majesty, remember your plans." Kael said quickly trying to find anything that would spare the girl.

"Out." Niklaus spat.

Bonnie didn't move. She just watched him bolt the door. He turned to her then walked slowly to the bed. His face was inscrutable.

"I'm tired of having the same conversation with you. So I will try something new." Niklaus attempted to sit on the bed. He frowned when he couldn't get through.

He instead pulled up a chair and glowered at the witch. She wouldn't look up at him. After what seemed like three hours the King sighed and hopped up from the chair pacing the room.

"I was awaiting your pleas of apology but I see that isn't going to happen." The king said truly aggravated. Bonnie looked at him since he barged into the room.

"I was doing what is right." Bonnie said in a small voice. The king took pause at this. At least she wasn't flippant.

"Are you incapable of admitting you are wrong." He returned equally calm.

"Are you incapable of compassion?" Bonnie replied out of habit.

"Compassion for the witch who betrayed me?" Niklaus said stopping looking at her incredulously. The witch had no idea the amount of compassion he was showing.

"She didn't betray you and you know it." Bonnie argued.

"I wasn't speaking about Greta." Niklaus explained coolly. Bonnie looked up at him torn. She decided to tell the truth.

"I didn't want to." Bonnie pleaded. "You were going to execute her without a trial. She was a mage."

"And here in lies the problem. If she were only a vampire would it have been acceptable?" Niklaus asked trying to truly understand this woman-her motives, her loyalties.

"What?" Bonnie said taken aback.

"If Greta was not a mage would I have been allowed to execute her? Does your justice only apply to the magic community?"

"I protect the innocent. The laws of the magi are very detailed." Bonnie answered. The King had his answer. It would always be witches against vampires to her. She was of the blood coven through and through.

"What you did today was an act of treason. The laws of my court are very detailed. You should be punished by death." Niklaus said quietly.

"Are you here to kill me, Hybrid King?" Bonnie asked with bravado even though her heart beating out of her chest. Niklaus shook his head in frustration. He grabbed the chair he was just sitting in and threw it out the window. Bonnie watched him cautiously.

He sped towards the force field. He struggled pushing through the barrier his face straining against the magic. Bonnie stared awed. His face was centimeters away from hers.

"I am here to save your self righteous selfish stubborn arse." He screamed. He pulled back and stood up straight, his hands going in his hair. Bonnie's disobedience was becoming a problem. She was becoming a weakness. Damon and his cronies wanted her head. He had to give them something. "Apologize, show repentance, and I will pardon you."

Bonnie wanted to. She wanted everything to go back to normal, but as guilty as she felt, she knew she did the right thing. He was tying to give her an out, and she recognized that. She appreciated it, but what happened when his favor ran out.

"I didn't want to. I'm sorry you feel hurt and betrayed." Bonnie sputtered out sincerely. Niklaus looked at her waiting for the rest of it. This couldn't be all she had to say to receive a pardon. He stood there expectantly. Bonnie knew what he wanted but she couldn't do it.

"I am not sorry for doing what was right." Bonnie whispered. The hybrid closed his eyes and sighed.

Niklaus ran against the force field again. Bonnie pulled it into herself. The vampire landed on top of her His fangs at her neck. Bonnie didn't move. She just lay there waiting for the end. Niklaus noticed the lack of fight. He looked into her eyes and he knew he wouldn't do it. He collapsed into the crook of her neck.

"You will spend the next three week in the dungeons and years making this up to me." He said into her neck. He paused when her scent registered in his brain. It was slight. It could be a fluke but buried under his scent on her skin and her natural scent, was a small fleeting trace of their combined scent.

He moved down her body until his ear was pressed against her stomach. There, the tiniest blip of life being formed. Niklaus could not help the wonder swelling inside his chest. It obliterated everything they had just been arguing about.

"You're not going to kill me?" Bonnie said still laying under him on the bed.

"Shh." He said listening a grin on his face.

"What are you doing?" Bonnie asked ready to end this.

"I have no intention of killing you, now be quiet." Niklaus commanded.

"Niklaus." Bonnie said after a few moments. Niklaus exhaled knowing she would never stop talking. He kissed her stomach, and then rose kissing the crown of her head.

The witched looked confused. Was that joy on his face?

"I'm not going to hurt you Bonnie, and for the record, I could have snapped Greta's neck at any time." He said kissing the shell of her ear. He kissed her cheek next, and then tenderly pressed his lips against Bonnie's. He moved a leg to position himself on top of her more comfortably and hit a book.

"What are all these books in the bed? Were you going to book me to death?" Niklaus said pushing everything to the floor. He kissed Bonnie again, and then kissed her throat. He continued until he had placed butterfly kisses over every inch of her body removing their clothes as he went. Bonnie was relieved.

The thoughts of the day tried to invade Niklaus's mind- his freed siblings, Greta's departure, and Bonnie's treason. He pushed them into the recesses of his mind. He needed her comfort even though she was the cause of his distress. He needed to celebrate. Right now he was going to make love to the mother of his child. Make love-that seemed right.

Bonnie didn't know the king could be so gentle. Niklaus worshipped her. As he kissed, stroked, and touched her in places she didn't know existed, Bonnie reveled in the fact that she had not lost this. She had betrayed him not hours ago and he was showing an incredible amount of forgiveness, and compassion. Maybe it was the time she did the same.

-o0o-

Bonnie woke up to the King dressing. She lifted out of the make shift bed and reached for her clothes. When she was decent the king pulled back the curtain at the front of the cell and the guards came in a few minutes later with her breakfast on a tray. Bonnie glowered up at the King.

"Don't look so glum, lovely. I'll be back tonight."

"How long do I have to stay here?"

"You have three days left on your sentence. Maybe you'll think the next time you decide to attack the King, his court and set a fugitive free."

"Can't I get out for good behavior?"

"I would consider it if you were actually good, but witchling you still show no remorse for your actions." Bonnie turned away knowing he was right. Caroline had suggested something and she had brushed it off at the time, but she was tired of this cell and having no visitors except the king.

"Off so soon." She said rising closing the curtain.

"I'm conducting a manhunt today. So whatever this is, you'll have to save it for tonight."

"Really?" Bonnie said unbuttoning his trousers. Niklaus brow rose as he watched her fall to her knees.

"Maybe I have a little time. Guards you may leave us." He said smirking down at her. Bonnie sighed.

"I wouldn't know what to do anyway." She said getting up and going back over to the cot.

"I'm quite amenable to you giving it a try." Niklaus said walking over to the cot and sitting beside her. His legs open. He grabbed her hand and guided it to his lap. She rubbed the growing bulge in his pants. Niklaus leaned over and kissed her.

"You have such beautiful lips Bonnie." His whispered. Bonnie had thought about taking the king in her mouth before but that really wasn't conducive to their agreement. Although the King tasted her almost every night, even during her three-week stay in the dungeon. He had been here every night without fail. He had a curtain and bed specially made for the cell so he could be comfortable. He was so serious about conceiving.

"What will it accomplish?"

"It will show your gratification to the king, your willingness to submit, and act for his pleasure. I could suspend the last two days of your sentence. Which is the point of this is it not?" Bonnie wanted to point out that having the most sensitive part of his body in her mouth full of teeth didn't mean submission but she kept that to herself. She simply stroked him freeing his cock from the material of his trousers.

"I meant we would be acting outside the agreement. This would be for pleasure not to conceive." Bonnie whispered kissing his chin.

"Well that's everything we've been doing for the past three weeks, Bonnie. I don't see how this is any different."

"What?"

"We've been fooling around for the last three weeks even though you're already pregnant."

"I'm pregnant? How do you know? Why didn't you tell me?" Bonnie said startled. Trying to pull her hands away from Niklaus's crotch. The King held them steady.

"I thought you knew. You haven't been casting the detection spell?" Niklaus said.

"No. I've been in a cell, and you have been having your way with me." Bonnie said freeing herself from his grasp. The King pouted looking down at his cock.

"You jumped my bones when I came to see that you were comfortable that first night. I thought I was just being hospitable." The King was very happy that night. He thought Bonnie would want to stop now that she was pregnant or would refuse because he had sentenced her to three weeks in the dungeons. He thought he would have to take up with groupies again because Camille had left three days after the incident.

"I thought you were visiting to satisfy the agreement." Bonnie argued.

"In a way I was. I was ensuring your safety and comfort, which is my child's safety and comfort." The King said stuffing himself back in his trousers.

"How safe was I while your tongue was in my ass?" Bonnie snarked.

"Very." The King responded.

"I can't believe you." Bonnie said crossing her arms.

"Are you cross with me? You were just trying to seduce me to get out of this cell. It had nothing to do with our contract."

"That's different."

"How?"

"You knew the terms."

"Bonnie you take every opportunity to tell me you're a veteran mage. A veteran mage would have known she was pregnant. Especially the Third Priestess of the Blood Coven." Bonnie narrowed her eyes at him.

"Am I to take it that there will be no more seducing then?" Bonnie ignored him. Niklaus chuckled. He jumped up closing the clasp on his pants.

"I will send your breakfast in. I will check on you later. It will be much later though. Caroline will be allowed to visit for a few minutes and bring you some books." Niklaus stole a kiss from the witch. She huffed.

"Cheer up love, we're having a baby." Bonnie smiled a little at that. She was genuinely happy. She pulled Niklaus back down to her, meeting his lips. They kissed lazily for a few minutes, Bonnie holding his face. When she let go she reached for his zipper.

An early Christmas gift for that persistent reviewer. :-) I hope you enjoyed it!