The Little Witch's Imagines

Rebekah Mikaelson: Our first sleepover

IMAGINE: The reader ends up staying the night with Rebekah for the first time.

Rebekah began to fancy you sometime in the Spring. You were trying to blend with the crowd. You worked at a tattoo parlor in the French Quarter for almost three weeks. Sometimes Rebekah would pass by the window and see you in there, the nice girl everyone loved. Rebekah saw one man on the street with a tattoo in the shape of one of Niklaus' drawings. She had to know where you got the inspiration, where you pointed out Klaus was your acquaintance when you met at a gallery. You talked a while before the coming days when you even started to look for her across the street. You came to see Klaus one night (actually to see Rebekah) when he wasn't home, so Rebekah invited you for a drink. You were talking, opening up to each other. Things felt right between you two, you got closer, and eventually you spent the night

You sat up in bed checking her phone sleepily, ignoring the messages anyway. You slowly look over at Rebekah. You both had had too much to drink, but it didn't matter. This wasn't an excuse from alcohol intake. You were barely putting on your bra when she pulled you back down at vampire speed.
"You're not planning on leave yet, are you?" she asked.
You sighed intently, "I was going to take a shower, unless you wanted to join me."
"In a few more minutes," she smirked.
You cupped her face, kissing her gently, but she intensified the kiss upon your lips' contact. You slipped off your bra again, pulling the covers over both of you.
"Do I have to take you in there with me?" you laughed.
"If you didn't ask, I would have surprised you, love," she replied.