The Perfect Mikaelson's

131|| Avery ❤️‍🔥

Avery
4 months later (Abbie's 28 weeks)

"Pay attention, Rafe." I bring his attention back to my face, kissing him as I rotate my hips. "I'm listening. I learn better if I focus on one thing." He mutters, trailing kisses down my neck, biting my shoulder before focusing back on my chest.

I roll my eyes, letting him do whatever as long as he's listening. "You remember what I told you about Vampires, Witches and Werewolves?" He quickly nods, his tongue darting out as his eyes stay glued to my chest. "Yeah."

"And how today you'll get a front row seat to all of that?" He grunts, slamming up into me, making me lose focus.

"Oh-.. fuck, i need you to understand how important it is that you don't freak out and kist stay quiet." I bite my lip, throwing my head back as he drives into me. "Got it. Calm and quiet." His fingers bite into my skin, as he swivels his hips, hitting that spot that makes me see stars.

"The same way I know not to mention Abbie and Damon or anything about the babies. Fuck.. you feel so good!" He punctuates that with a thrust, before pushing me back, leaning me over the center console and driving into me again.

My toes curl and that burning in my stomach intensifies. "Yes! Yes! Just.." His hand comes up around my throat, using it as an anchor point as he really ramps up his efforts.

"I know, baby. I understand how complicated everything is." *Thrust* "I understand supernatural things exist." *Thrust* "and trust me.. I know how easy it is to make Abbie cry." *Thrust* "Now shut up and come all over my cock."

My body is wound so tight, that simple command and his hand tightening sends me right over the edge, screaming his name. He slams into me, our skin slapping together, before he stills and it's nothing but our heavy breathing filling the silence.

He pulls me back into his lap, wrapping his arms around my waist, burying his face in my neck. "I'll stay out of the way. I'm pretty sure Derek's still mad at me about last week." I laugh, but it quickly turns into a moan when he jerks inside of me.

"How are you still hard?" I groan, kissing him, before sliding out of his lap to put my clothes back on. He does the same, a satisfied grin stretched across his face. "You're literally a seven hundred year old vampire, but my refractory time surprises you?"

"I knew it was a thing with supernaturals. It's nearly humanly possible to go again right after." He laughs, buttoning his pants, before pulling on his shirt and leaning over to me. "Let me know if you want to test that theory sometime. I'd love to see you try and prove me wrong." He slides out of the car, leaving me blissed and baffled.

Following him out, I find Derek leaning against the passenger door, grinning at both of us. "So glad you could join us." He looks at Rafe, dropping the smile. "And yes, I'm still very pissed you made Abbie cry."

"I didn't know those were her goldfish!" He pleads, making me snort. "Trust me. You would've gotten the same reaction if they were the girls. Just avoid eating any snacks laying around, okay?" I kiss him, turning back to Derek. "Where's Abbie?"

He nods his head towards the house with a scowl. "Inside." He pushes off the car, heading for the house. "She had to pee and wanted a snack."

Stopping at the door, he knocks. I scoff, twisting it open, walking right inside. Stefan's coming out of the kitchen as we enter, looking at us, before shaking his head with a smile. "Nice to see you too, Aves." He looks over my shoulder. "Rafe, Derek."

Nodding his head towards the living room, he heads over to the wet bar. "Drink?"

"Yes." I quickly follow him. "I'm good." Derek grunts. Rafe looks around, taking in everything. "I'll have one. Thanks." Stefan nods, pouring out three drinks.