I'm Scared to Death There May Not Be Another One Like This [Niklaus Mikaelson]

Just The Way You Are

Almost all of the guests have left by now, and Elijah and Kol have set out on a trip. They ventured off to some secret location so they could entomb Esther there; Niklaus’ idea. According to Niklaus, it is a place that no one can find except a Mikaelson, but only Niklaus' blood can open the place. The coffin itself was sealed by Bonnie, so only a Bennett witch can open the coffin itself, but Bonnie herself cannot open the coffin anymore. Moreover, no supernatural being can touch Esther’s body itself because one touch will kill that supernatural, so it has to be a human, and also a drop of Petrova blood has to be spilled in order to awaken Esther. So all in all, it’s safe to say that Niklaus made sure that it's damn near impossible to resurrect Esther. And apparently Kol and Elijah won’t be back for a few days so I'm assuming she's not going to be buried in New York City. I had to shake my head at this, trust Niklaus to make it dramatic and impossible. He's just that spiteful, he will go to great lenghts to make someone pay. As for Finn, he's passed out and locked up in the Lockwood cellar. Finn's apparently got enough vervaine in his system to keep him passed out for a week. I almost felt sorry for him, but then again, I don't. 

Rebekah has gone off to Matt’s for a little sleepover; last thing she said was “no interruptions.” Good for her, she could do well with some semblance of normalcy. Also, after tonight's drama, she could use some loving. And from what I've heard from her, she seems to really like Matt and he seems like a decent guy.

So it was only Niklaus and I in the whole house right now. “Nik, I’m really tired, so if you could please drive me back to my house, I’d appreciate it.” I called out to him since he was changing in his massive walk in closet, though it’s more like a second bedroom in size. He walked out without a shirt on, just jeans that showed the band of his boxers, he was so insanely hot -  I nearly forgot what I had just previously said. His tattoos looked hot, his abs, I mean, my god, I am married to this man. Despite the fact that we've been together for many lifetimes over, I still am in awe of how good looking he is. Sometimes I just sit there and it really strikes me, like damn, he's really hot. And again, I am married to this guy. Damn. I had the most incredible sex with this man over and over and over again for years and years, I lost count. This insanely gorgeous man is standing in front of me now and I think I might’ve forgotten how to breathe as well. “Love, I know exactly the look on your gorgeous face when you’re thinking of naughty thoughts about me” he smirked. He walked over to where I was seated, on a plush sofa, and with one knee on the sofa, he bent down to kiss and suck on my neck knowing fully that that is one of the best ways to get me in the mood. “Stop, Nik … I … I need to get home. I’m really tired.”

“Love, over the many centuries that you and I have been lovers, how many times have you said that line to me just so we can't have sex?” he smirked more and continued to kiss my neck. “Niklaus, please. I’m serious. We had sort of just gotten back together? I don’t really know. I'm confused.” I pushed him off of me. “Nik, listen to me. I’m not like the rest of the girls you bring to your bedroom. Please, show me a little more respect.” His smirked dropped and he looked serious. “Nicky why would you even say something like that? Why would that thought ever cross your mind? Why would you ever think that you’re like the other girls? You’re not like anyone I’ve ever met in my entire life and that’s saying a lot, my love. I asked you to marry me a long time ago because back then I had been so sure that you are the only one for me and today I am still sure. Nothing has changed, if anything my feelings have only grown stronger. They’ve grown much, much stronger especially after I turned into the First Hybrid. And you, my love, I know you’re drawn to me. Those close calls, ever since the 20s, that was your way of telling me you wanted to be found because you’d be gone for several years straight, not a sighting, nothing. It was as though you’d vanished into thin air, but right when I’m about to lose hope, you appear and you restore my hope.  That told me that you wanted to be found. Am I wrong?” Niklaus asked me, his eyes so full of emotion. I was speechless so all I could do was shake my head ‘no.’