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"This is a pleasant surprise," Elijah said as he walked Elena inside. She hadn't been inside before and she instantly took in her surroundings. They had entered through the large tri-fold doors into what must be the dining room and then he stepped into the kitchen at the left. She looked to the right and took a few steps into the living area. It had plush leather sofas and shelves of books.
"What no TV," Elena teased. Elijah touched a button on the tablet lying on the kitchen bar and the top of the table in the living room began to rise revealing a large 4K TV. "Never mind." Elena giggled. She walked over to the pad.
"Okay what else does this do?" She mused. "Lights, music, movie streaming, climate control, heated floors, blinds, security…okay is there anything it doesn't do?"
"I can think of a few," Elijah smirked and just the way he looked at her made Elena tremble. Elena returned the television to its hiding space and then turned on the sound system in the living and kitchen. She searched the albums and then found a playlist titled '50's mix' and having always been a fan of the decade dance she put that one on. In the Mood came on and Elena started some basic swing moves.
"Were you around for the fifties?" she asked. Elijah laughed a little at her phrasing.
"Yes, Klaus only managed to dagger me a couple times for any length of time. I missed the twenties and thirties but I was back by the forties." Suddenly he took her hands and started to do the swing with her. He pulled his hand across her arm and she smiled as she could easily follow that move. Then suddenly he flipped her completely over his arm and smiled at the look of shock on her face. He topped that by passing her over his back and all the way around. Then he dropped her down low, stepped over her and pulled her through his legs with flawless ease.
"Wow," Elena grinned and Elijah smiled.
"Not really my style though," Elijah said and he turned on a tango. "Okay now just follow my legs with your legs…like this…" Elijah began to go through the moves of the tango and Elena was having trouble concentrating in such close proximity. Finally she did a passably good job and he kissed her on the forehead. She put on a very modern club song then and as Elijah stood still she started putting the moves on. She was using her best moves dancing all the way down his front and then gliding back up against every inch of him. Next thing she knew his hands were on her and it became a blend of club dancing and ballroom dancing. She pulled his tie from his jacket and pulled him to her before pushing him away only for him to spin her back their eyes were locked and then his mouth came down on hers. The kiss was magic and even though neither needed it their breathing was coming in pants.
Suddenly a moan of absolute pleasure sounded through the house and Elena pulled back from Elijah starring him in the eyes. Both of their gazes shifted to the ceiling. Then Elijah stepped back from her and the moment dissipated. He fixed them each a drink and they went out into the courtyard to enjoy it.
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Sucre was the second place that Elena was addicted to going as she would buy everything that she could. It was almost like walking into a shoe store where everything was your size and it was all on sale. The perfectly placed pastel confections of the upscale confectionary called to her. That day, as she walked into the place, she went straight to the macaroons when a hand was suddenly on her lower back and she turned around so fast that it could have been mistaken for her vampirism.
"I didn't expect to see you here," Elijah said as he watched her expressions play over her face.
"I can't help myself. This place is one of my guilty pleasures," she admitted. "Sucre, Café du Monde and the whole of Bourbon Street."
"I too prefer the café." Looking around, he saw that she was alone and he didn't like it. "Would you like to have something to eat with me here at Salon?"
She nodded she had been once before but the access to the restaurant was hidden away. She never knew where the place was as the last time she and the girls were super drunk and she had almost forgotten about its existence until that day. Taking her hand in his, Elijah led her up the stairs like a perfect gentleman and Elena got her first really good look at it.
It was beautiful.
They were the last table to be seated and while she ordered the Rose champagne with fried pickles and kalamata olives he ordered a red wine with Duck étouffée.
"So tell me something about yourself that no one knows," She said as she took a sip of her champagne, hiding a smile. He thought for a moment and nodded.
"My whole relationship with Katerina five hundred years ago was all compelled for her to believe." Now it was his turn to hide his smirk at her shock. "I assume that you did not expect that, now did you?" At her nod, his smirk turned into a smile. "I will not deny that she was beautiful-all the doppelgängers that I've met had some sort of beauty to them but hers was lacking any depth." He allowed his smile to stay on his face as he asked, "and you?" She took a deep breath.
"My relationship with Stefan isn't what everyone expected it to be." She looked a bit relieved as she chose her next words. "As we were together, we were...intimate once and it was awkward. Once I found that picture of Katherine with his things, I decided that I should leave him which truly didn't happen until after Klaus." Elijah could feel his joy thrumming in him but before he could ask anything, their waitress came over.
"Would you like some dessert?" Elena looked expectantly over at Elijah who nodded.
"The bananas foster please." When she left, Elena gave him a bell like giggle.
"Have you ever had one?" He nodded.
"I like the ice cream and the flower petals the best." She nearly sighed in ecstasy over those two things. "When Caroline, Bonnie and I come here into this section of the Quarter, we always stop here and a few other places."
"Have you done any of the tours?"
"Caroline doesn't do 'tours' and Bonnie doesn't want to be reminded of her legacy of witchcraft that much." Elena sighed sadly. "So no, I haven't done any of the tours though I've walked through a cemetery where Homer Plessy was buried." She nodded. "I managed to sneak in the Greyline Tour Bus and just walked through before sneaking back on." She saw his surprised look. "What I love about compulsion is that it's extremely useful for things like that."
"Anything else you've compelled to get?" She looked thoughtful for a moment before nodding.
"One day I'd forgotten my money and I wanted not just a tattoo but a bracelet and necklace set with a Fleur de Lis on it."
"Lovely...are you saying that you got a tattoo?" Elijah asked with a raised brow. With a nod from Elena, his eyes grazed over her form lazily. "Where is it?"
"Wouldn't you like to know?" She purred out in a sensual tone that she had never heard before in her life. He was just thanking every deity in the world when their dessert came.
Whoever had written that dessert was a seduction of the senses had hit the nail on the head where Elena was concerned. He hated every sound she made when she took a bite of the ice cream with the flower petals. The innocent little moans of pleasure and the look of absolute adoration was conspiring to be his undoing. As she finished each bite her tongue would dart out slightly for any ice cream left on her lips.
His legendary patience was put to the test that moment and he hated it. What he wanted to do was take a cab to his townhouse and make sure that she never left his bed unsatisfied.
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"So," Caroline asked as they stood outside of Oceana restaurant. "What do they have here? Just so you know I'm the pickiest eater known to man." Klaus smirked at her and grinned at her supposed blush.
"Plenty of seafood," he said to her. "This is a port city Love." He reminded her as they walked in. The hostess smiled at them and took them to a table for two. Once she left them, Caroline looked over the menu and smiled.
"Know what you're getting already love?" Klaus asked.
"The Jazzy Crab cakes and maybe the Shrimp Fettuccine Alfredo with the Cosmo." She said smiling at him. Before he could say anything, the waiter came over and smiled widely.
"Hello, my name is Chad and I'll be your waiter for this evening." The way he spoke was filled with nervous energy. "It's my first day on the job."
"I'll have the Praline Duck with a Nola blonde and the lady would like The Jazzy Crab cakes and Shrimp Fettuccine Alfredo with a New Orleans Cosmopolitan." Taking it down, the boy sprinted off as though he was superhero of the dinner service. Caroline sighed and Klaus shook his head.
"How do you like it here?" Klaus asked trying for conversation once it was just the two of them. Her smile lit up the whole restaurant in his mind.
"It's amazing! I love it! I'm so happy I moved here!" She was talking excitedly and he was blown away by the way she looked in her skinny jeans and metallic gold halter top. He listened as she spoke with great animation about all the things she loved in New Orleans. The fact that she admired and loved many of the same things he did just added to her allure. Caroline was more than just a pretty face. He found that of all the women he had ever known – and he had known some – she was the one he was enchanted by even though he hadn't gotten her in his bed yet.
Typically Klaus liked the chase but he wanted to get the girl in question into bed as soon as possible and after that his interest waned. Caroline was different. He cared what she thought and felt about things. He found himself sharing personal stories with her – something he never did. He spent two hours at the restaurant – long after dinner had finished – just talking to her. Caroline Forbes was one in a billion and Klaus was an expert at rare treasures.
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