Oh Look, Vampires Are Real (Elijah Mikaelson/The Originals fanfic)

You Don't Have To Vamp-out

*Finlay's POV*

                          I decided that I would have a shower, get into my pyjamas & hop into bed with William – William Shakespeare that is. I wondered what the two brothers were doing. I threw on a tank top, underwear & didn't bother about jammy pants as it gets warm in that bed. I loved this bed set; it was always a nice temperature.

                         I had gotten almost half way through the book when I heard a car pull up out the front. I guessed the guys were home. I knew that Elijah would come in before he retired to his own room. I wonder if I should convince him to stay with me. I was able to get another few pages done before there was a knock at the door.

"Come in," I said putting the bookmark in.

Elijah walked in & Nik poked his head around the door, "sorry to have dragged your other half away from you. I hope you enjoyed painting."

"Thank you for introducing it to me Nik. I'll have to buy more canvas because I intend to paint more," I smiled because it was true.

"Don't worry about that love. I have an art supply being delivered & it should be here by Monday. I've made sure that there are plenty of canvases for us both," he seemed to not want to leave.

"Wow, thanks again Nik," I was thankful for that.

"I'll leave you both & wish you a goodnight," he seemed pained & left.

I looked at Elijah who was now sitting on the bed, "did I miss something?"

"With Niklaus, anything is possible," he replied but he knew something more.

"So how was brother bonding time?" I asked trying to get more information from him about what they did.

"Yes, he was behaving himself. I have something for you," he got up & left the room.

                              Another surprise, I was still getting use to this. He arrived back with a gift bag & handed it to me, taking his spot back on the bed.

"You're spoiling me again," I took out the tissue paper.

                             There were two separate parcels wrapped in more tissue paper. I took out the first one which had some weight to it. I carefully placed it on my lap & tore through the packaging. There sat the beautiful jewellery box that I had seen on the first pre-date with Elijah. I picked up the second package from the bag & unwrapped it. It was the matching boudoir set.

"They're beautiful Elijah," I jumped, tackling him.

"I knew how much you admired them. They're as beautiful & unique as you," he smiled up at me.

                           That all too familiar warm sensation filled me & I knew what that meant but I made no attempt to move. My heart started to race & I wanted more. I wanted to feel his skin against mine. I wanted to feel him where no one had ever been before. Suddenly I became self conscious as I straddled him half naked. His lust filled eyes drifted up & down my body then back up again. I wanted to cover myself up.

"Please don't. You're beautiful & perfect in my eyes," he stared so deeply into my eyes.

                             I didn't know what to do. My body screamed 'give yourself to him' but my mind disagreed 'you're not ready to take that step yet'. I was conflicted & he saw that.

"You'll know when you're ready. I'm a patient man," he smiled softly, his fingers rubbing against my legs.

"I know but how long before you're not?" I said but it realised that wasn't just in my head.