I was straddling Marcel, while making out with him on his bed. His hands rested on my waist and one of my hands rested on to wall to keep me steady. He took off my shirt and flipped us over before he was on top. He unbuckled his belt and our session was interrupted by my phone ringing.
"Don't answer it." Marcel whispers as he kisses my neck.
"But what if it important." I say looking at my phone.
He uses his index finger and his thumb to direct my attention back to him. He leans in so close I can feel his breath on my lips. Then he says:
"Then they will leave a voicemail."
He pulled off my shorts and left a trail of kisses on my inner thighs. He licked the beneath the band of my underwear and I gasped. I felt his lips curve into a smirk. Then my phone started to ring again. Marcel groans and falls next to me. I turn and give him a passionate kiss before I answered the phone.
"Hello?"
"Y/N, darling." Elijah speaks.
"Hi. Is there something that I can help you with?"
"Yes, love. Would you mind attending a party with Niklaus and I this evening? Marcel is welcome to come as well." He explains.
"Oh really? That sounds exciting? What's the occasion?"
"We're actually attending to extract information from someone. Are you able to meet us at the compound after you get ready?" He asks.
"Of course."
"Wonderful. See you then, sweetheart."
I hang up and Marcel raises an eyebrow at me.
"What?" I ask.
"Why does he call things like love and sweetheart? I'm suppose to say those things." He explains.
"No need to get jealous, babe. I am yours, and only yours."
**Timeskip**
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(This is what the character wears to the party ⬆️)
I walk into the compound with black pumps, gold sparkly dress and my handheld purse with my hair hanging loosely passed my shoulders in a half up half down do. Marcel was looking sharp with his dark blue and white dress suit that complemented his skin tone very well.
I blush at his words and I tuck a strand of hair behind my ear.
"Is there is reasoning you invited me or was it just to keep you two company?" I say.
"I admit that we invited you to help distract the person of interest." Klaus says.
"But what if I'm not his type?" I ask.
"Y/N, please..... you're everyone's type." Elijah says adjusting he cuffs of his suit.
I chuckle and look at the floor.
"And you're very distracting." Klaus adds.
"Distracting in what context?" I ask.
"In every context... your personality, your physice, hair, smile, skin is just impeccable. You know how to make time stop..." Elijah compliments again.
"Isn't that right Marcel?" Klaus asks.
Marcel nods and sends me a wink. I huff and run my fingers through my hair.
"I can't with you three. Alright... let's extract intel." I finalize.
