Trying to be quiet she made her way upstairs only to be blocked as Elijah stood in front of her "I take it that it was a good night" he said studying her closely "By the amount of alcohol I can smell" he looked unamused. She shrugged.
"I do hope you are careful Freya" he said in a very professional manner. She frowned "What exactly are we talking about here? It was only a few drinks..." it was now his turn to frown "Okay, quite a few but seriously 'Lijah who cares"
"I was not meaning that of you large consumsion" her brother's response just caused her to frown even more "I can see you are confused sister" he sighed "Your fondness for Lucien has not gone unnoticed and I'd warn you to be careful"
"'Lijah, what are you talking about? Now if you don't mind I'd like to go to bed"
"My dearest Freya, I have only known you a matter of months but you are apart of this family, I care about you and I believe you know very well what I am talking about" she stared at him for a moment before continuing upstairs. He watched her go with a preplexed look on his face.
Entering her room she flung herself on the bed, feeling rather exhausted now as pictures of Lucien flashed through her mind. Bringing a hand to her forehead she closed her eyes, a sigh escaped her lips before she opened her eyes again. Looking up at the ceiling she realised how intoxicated she actually felt, but it still didn't stop her thinking about him. His hazel brown eyes burning through her, as if looking into her very soul.
Sitting up she took her shoes off before wiping her make-up from her face and discarding her clothes. She didn't have the energy to do much else. Pulling her soft sheets back she climbed into the comfort of her own bed.
The other side of town Lucien was feeding off of an all too willing girl as he tried to get Freya from his mind. Maybe feeding on a beautiful girl will help he had thought to himself but now as his fangs embedded deep into the young girl's neck he couldn't shake her from his mind.
Earlier tonight when they encountered each other he wanted nothing more than to kiss her but he was torturing himself and he didn't, he just walked away because that's what she wanted. Apparently he was a distraction she wasn't willing to take.
He pulled back from the brunette and gave her a bloody smirk before compelling her to leave. Normally he would enjoy feeding from a beautiful girl but tonight it just didn't fill his desires.
He decided he was going to pay the witch who haunted his mind a little late night visit, or early morning, depending how you look at it.
Freya was under the covers, just her underwear and the sheets covering her. Eyes open, she stared at nothing as she couldn't get to sleep no matter how tired her body felt, the slight headache above her temples. Every time she closed her eyes a pair of handsomely dark ones flashed in front of her lids.
Lucien stood the other side of the street on a terrace looking ahead. Maybe it was the blood, maybe it was his imagination, maybe it was his vampire hearing but he could hear her soft breaths so clearly. He could tell by the way she sounded that she was awake. He smirked to himself.
The witch had started to fall into slumber as she felt something before suddenly Lucien was standing in front of her.
"Lucien" she sat up in bed, holding the covers close as she looked at him "Why are you here? It's" she looked on her nightstand at the flashing red letters of her alarm clock "It's half past bloody three in the morning, what do you want Lucien?"
"Do you really need to ask" he grinned, coming to sit on the end of the bed "You truly are the most beautiful woman I've ever met" a smile tugged at her lips before she looked away from him and repeated her former question "Why are you here?"
"Board" he shrugged.
"So you come and see me at this hour, really?" she looked amused, slightly annoyed "Like we are friends?"
"Oh, we both know we are much more than that my love" she looked at him, meeting his eyes before he stood up and walked over to the window.
She felt sad as she watched him "Lucien" she whispered his name into the air.
"I should go" he said.
"No" she spoke a bit too quickly as she shot out of bed.
His eyes lingered on her skin as she realised she stood before him in nothing more than her underwear. He licked his lips and before she had chance to do anything he sped over to her, trapping her against the wall as he pinned her arms above her head "I'm surprised we haven't woken your siblings" he breathed in her ear.
A shiver ran though her as she thought about anyone of her siblings catching her like this.
His hands roamed down her body before stopping. He toyed with the elastic of her underwear before stroking her as a moan fell from her parted lips. She felt as if her whole body was on fire as the heat spread, she could feel herself becoming more and more aroused under his touch.
Her head fell back against the wall as she tried to concentrate but what he was doing to her became too much, exposing her neck he ran his blunt human teeth down it, scraping the skin so delicately causing her to hum in approval.
She couldn't take it anymore as she pulled at his hair. She knew she shouldn't be doing this. She needed to be in full control meaning she shouldn't be getting involved with a vampire who had been around nearly as long as her. Her brother's first sire; someone he didn't trust. Someone she wasn't even sure she could completely trust.
As she was about to join their lips he pulled away. Giving him a confused look he put his finger to her lips, indicating for her to listen and as if on cue a shrill cry filled her ears.
Before anything could be said he was gone.
If it wasn't for the tingle of her skin she would have sworn it was all a dream. She could still feel his lips on her neck as she heard her niece crying as well as the complaints of her brother Kol as he had been woken by the baby. She had no doubt Nik, Hayley, Elijah and Rebekah were all awake now too.
