This is Us [ Elijah Mikaelson ] 2

thirty-one

A/N: You WILL need google translate open in this chapter. I will probably put comments on the translations after posting for any later readers!

This chapter is a little explicit...and by that I mean it is completely filthy. If you are easily flustered and in public, you have been warned. 

Enjoy :) 

"A gentleman one minute, a beast the next. There was something about the way he watched her intently as he opened doors for her, the way his weight pinned her down in those moments of deep desire. The way that both the gentleman and beast calmed her mind and soul."

-unknown

"Dinner was delicious," Penelope said softly as she smiled shyly at Elijah, who was smirking at her from across the table.

"Pas aussi delicieux que toi, mon amour," Elijah replied huskily in French. Penelope's breath hitched as her thighs automatically clenched together, trying to keep her pulsating core at bay.

"Elijah," Penelope whispered harshly, giving him a warning look.

"I presume you would want dessert?" He asked, giving her a knowing smirk. He noticed every subtle change in her, from her breathing, heart rate, and her sweet smell of arousal.

"Of course," She replied, narrowing her eyes at him. "Creme Brule," She told him and he nodded, already knowing that's what she'd want. It was one of her favorite desserts, and was one she would get whenever given the chance.

"Have I told you how beautiful you look tonight?" He asked as he reached for her hand, twisting her engagement ring back and forth with his thumb.

"Well you did pick out everything I'm wearing," She replied with a smile.

"I do have impeccable taste," Elijah smirked and Penelope rolled her eyes at him playfully. "But, you do look stunning tonight, Penelope," He told her, his voice softer. Her cheeks reddened as she looked down at the table shyly as her free hand went to rest on her stomach. The dress was a little tight in the waist and hip area, and she thought she looked a little awkward in the dress, but that was to be expected. However, she did have to admit, the combination of the dress, the bra, and pregnancy, her boobs looked fantastic. Elijah seemed to agree with her as he kept glancing at her chest throughout the night.

"Thank you," She whispered.

"Tu es magnifique dans cette robe. Cependant, j'ai hâte de vous admirer sans elle," Elijah smirked, and Penelope squeezed her thighs tighter together.

"Elijah," She warned.

"Tu es encore plus magnifique quand ma bite est enfouie au fond de toi et que tu gémis mon nom," He continued, as his smirk grew and Penelope's cheeks reddened.

"Okay, maybe we should skip dessert," Penelope said quickly as she let out a long, heavy breath.

"Votre délicieuse chatte sera mon dessert plus tard, et je prévois d'avoir de nombreuses portions," He said huskily, as he brought her hand to his lips. Deep, breathy chuckles came from him as he took notice of Penelope's physical signs of arousal were increasing. "Tu aimerais ça, n'est-ce pas petite biche ? Je te fais jouir sur ma langue avant de te baiser avec ma bite."

"Elijah!" Penelope hissed, looking at him with wide eyes and a red face. "This is not the place!"

"Both of your beautiful lips are saying two very different things," Elijah whispered, and Penelope glared at him, but he knew she was clenching her thighs under the table. He kissed her knuckles one more time, giving her a wink before he signaled for their waiter.