𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐈𝐀 ⚜️ E.MIKAELSON

[ The Connection ]

Georgia could feel the growing tension within the room, as she and Klaus emptied bottle after bottle of bourbon. Klaus had barely taken his eyes off of her, only to sip from his glass or glance towards the frosted glass windows as shadows travelled by. The conversation flowed surprisingly easy and Georgia's tiredness had been replaced with a drunken buzz.

"If it means anything, I won't let Sophie hurt the baby"

"And why's that? Why would you side against your coven?" Klaus raised an eyebrow.

"Because I don't think it's in anyones best interest to kill an innocent child" Klaus nodded. "We're trying to save kids here, so why would we hurt yours. It doesn't make sense to me. I don't know what she's thinking"

"You seem to be the brains and the beauty" he smiled at her as Georgia rolled her eyes playfully.

"Never-mind the baby, she's gonna kill me when she finds all this bourbon missing" she laughed, finishing her glass and brushing off Klaus' previous comment. "I'll just tell her we were robbed"

He chuckled. "And won't the cameras prove otherwise?"

Georgia shook her head. "We don't have them, Jane-Anne and Sophie used to practice magic here before Marcel happened, and this place is no stranger to supernatural activities. It's best to keep that off camera."

Klaus raised an eyebrow as a mischievous smirk spread across his face.

"What?" Georgia laughed, as Klaus shook his head quickly.

"You're daring" he smirked, pouring himself the last of the bourbon.

"You need to be in this place" she shrugged.

"If Sophie Devereaux had half your resolve, perhaps her plan would work." Georgia scoffed as she stood from her seat.

"She's acting off of emotion right now, she's what we need. None of the rest of us could stand up to you all like that." She looked back at the hybrid as she stepped behind the bar once again, knowing Klaus' eyes followed her every move.

"She's lost her sister and her niece, I get why she's so on edge" Georgia began to make her way back to the table as she lifted another bottle of bourbon from the shelf.

"We're back to the cheap stuff" she laughed as she set the bourbon upon the table. Klaus' hand wrapped around hers, which was gripping the neck of the bottle.

"Perhaps you could provide some luxury" Georgia furrowed her eyebrows as Klaus simply smirked, before pulling her down onto his lap.

Her eyes widened as she looked at the hybrid. Klaus dropped her hand as he reached out to gently caress her cheek. "You are.. exquisite"

Georgia couldn't help but bite her lip at the close contact, internally cursing herself for allowing this to happen but the bourbon within her bloodstream persuaded her to believe this was a good idea. Klaus gazed into her eyes as he ran his thumb across her bottom lip. Georgia gulped, as she threw caution to the wind and leant in, brushing her lips against his as Klaus trailed his thumb down her chin and before tracing it along her throat.

"What's in it for me?" She whispered, Klaus' breath tickling her lips. He adjusted her position on his lap, holding her hips as she placed her legs on either side of his torso.

"I'll give you the best night of your life" he muttered before crashing his lips against hers. Georgias breath caught in her throat before she began to kiss back. The kiss was rough and passionate as Klaus lifted his hand and threaded it through her hair and gripping it between his fingers, causing her to moan against his lips.

Georgia pulled away and began to leave a trail of kisses down his jaw to his neck, as Klaus' free hand began to travel up her waist. He failed to resist his urges as he pulled her shirt over her head, launching it across the room before standing from his seat with Georgia in his arms, laying her down on the nearest empty table.

Georgia couldn't help but smile up at the man, as he licked his lips hungrily before placing a trail of kisses down her stomach, while he made quick work of his belt.

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"Are you out of your mind? No way." Sophie Devereaux gaped at the Mikaelson siblings. The two stared back at her emotionless.

"It's very simple-- We need you to perform a teeny, tiny locator spell to help us find our brother." Rebekah stated simply, glancing towards Klaus before looking back at the witch.

Sophie scoffed at their demands. "Witches who practice magic in this town get caught, and then they get killed."

"Yes, about that." Klaus smirked. "It seems you left out a crucial detail when we made our deal - Marcel's secret weapon, the way he knows when a witch is using magic..."

Rebekah continued. "Girl about yea high, cute as a button, anger issues?"

Sophie's face dropped as she realised who they were referring to. "Davina? Where have you seen her?"

"I don't know. The little brat erased my memory right after she threw me out a window with her bloody mind."  Rebekah stared at her, still baffled by the young witches abilities.

"Let me cut to the chase." Klaus interjected before Rebekah could begin to ramble on about shuttered windows once again. "Davina has Elijah. You witches, I assume, want to get Davina away from Marcel. We don't know where she is. Ergo, we need magic."

"Davina would sense it." Sophie shrugged.

"Unless, of course, another witch - say, a traitor to the cause, Katie for example, was to perform much more powerful magic at the same time. That would create a smokescreen, concealing your very small spell from Davina." Rebekah beamed, proud of her excellent plan.

"Katie doesn't deserve to die. I won't do it" she shook her head.

"You made a deal-" Rebekah began before she was cut off by Klaus.

"That's alright, we'll think of another way" Rebekah stared at her brother in disbelief as he winked at her and the pair watched as the Devereaux witch left.

"What in gods name are you thinking?" She sighed frustratedly.

"I know someone" he smirked before returning to his study.