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Michelle fluttered her eyes open and inhaled the sweet scent of the morning air. She turned in the bed to face Niklaus, who was asleep peacefully next to her. The two had a little fun the night before, because of it, when Michelle tried to sit up— her core was entirely sore.
Michael slowly moved herself on top of Klaus and began peppering his face with soft kisses to wake him up. Just as she planned, she woke him up. Klaus smiled up brightly at her and Michelle admired his beautiful smile from above.
"Good morning, little witch." Klaus pressed his lips onto Michelle's, deepening their kiss by the second. Michael reluctantly pulled away from his intoxicating kiss to remind him that he had work to do.
"Klaus, you do realize that it is eleven o'clock in the morning— don't you have to go see the witches?" Michelle asked.
Klaus groaned and nodded— sluggishly rising out of the bed. "What business do you have with those witches anyway?" Michelle asked as she sunk back into the comfy bed.
Klaus was silent for a moment. "Helloooo, did you hear me, Nik?" Michelle asked.
Klaus looked over to her from the closet with a smirk wiped across his face. "You look beautiful in that lingerie." He attempted to change the subject, but Michelle began clicking her tongue.
"Answer my question." She demanded. Klaus huffed, then floated back over to the bed and hovered over her small frame. His face came dangerously close to hers, but he didn't dare let them touch.
"I need a locator spell. To find my baby." Klaus placed his lips on Michelle's to keep her from commenting on the subject. He assumed that Michelle hadn't known about his child and didn't want her to know that he had gotten another woman pregnant.
Michelle pushed him off of her. "Hope is missing?" Michelle asked, worriedly.
Klaus knotted his brows together. "You know about Hope?" He questioned.
Michelle scoffed. "Why do you think Stas dragged me all the way back here with her? She needed me to perform any spells, if required, to impregnate her. You know that's all she wants— and once she has it, she'll disappear from this family once again." Michelle explained.
Klaus hummed. "That's does sound like my sister: selfish. She only appears when she needs something. She doesn't truly care about her family, but she is my sister— and we shared a womb, so I must protect her because I love her."
Michelle frowned. "If she doesn't care about you, why must you care about her? All she does is use you, Klaus. She is a spoiled, self-entitled and selfish brat. She may be the oldest vampire, but she sure as hell doesn't act like it." Michelle vented.
"But, she's my sister and she wouldn't hurt a fly." Klaus pouted.
Michelle pushed him off of her. "That's only because she doesn't want to deal with the burden of regret and blame. If she ever dares to separate us again, I will be sure to suck out all of the magic she possesses from her body." Michelle seethed.
Klaus knitted his brows together. "Wait, you're a siphon?" He inquired as he sat up on the bed. Michelle gulped, she may have said too much.
