THIRTY-ONE

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It was the perfect morning really, Ariana Salvatore, (soon to be Mikaelson) awoke in the tight arms of her beloved, the golden rays of sunshine bouncing off them both as she turned around in his grip to face him. she smiled widely at his calm features, small breaths leaving his nose ad his curly hair messy hanging over his forehead. Ariana felt him toying with her finger, and looked down at his fingers twisting the ring he gave her. Ariana smiled widely at the sight.

"you're awake." she stated. 

"no, I'm very much asleep." he disagreed, keeping his eyes closed. Klaus' voice was raspy, but his smile never faltered. Ariana hummed in response, and placed her self on top of him. she watched his lips turn up slightly. she leaned down as gently placed a kiss on his lips he instantly returned. 

"that's not fair." he said as he sat up, pulling her thighs closer. her mouth opened a little at his actions and sat up a little, driving him insane. 

"when can we go to New Orleans?" Ariana asked, pushing her lips closer to his and every time he went to close it, pulled away a little teasingly. he growled lowly at her actions. 

"once we get the cu-" Ariana rolled her eyes at him and straightened herself more, lowering down a bit every now and then, getting a rise out of him. he let out a hum of satisfaction, and leaned his head back with closed eyes. Ariana began to mark his exposed neck and ran her hands down his chest, the coldness of her ring hitting his skin made him shudder slightly. he took the ringed finger in his hands and smiled. 

"Ariana mikaelson." he smiled. Ariana giggled, and pressed her lips on his lovingly before peeling herself away from his grip and walking herself to the bathroom, turning on the shower and testing the water with her hand. 

"finally, vervain free." she smirked to herself. Ariana felt an all too familiar pair of hands tug upwards at Klaus' shirt that clothed her. throwing it to the floor, Niklaus guided the two under the hot water.

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Ariana salvatore was looking through the clothes she had in niklaus' house quickly as he collapsed himself onto the bed with a happy sigh. sneaking a peek out of the curtains, Ariana was met with a rather gloomy day. 

"oh what a shame," she mumbled sarcastically, turning back to Klaus, who had his hands behind his back with a smile watching her.  

"fantastic." he replied. Ariana jumped back into the bed next to him. the hybrid turned to his side and propped his elbow up, leaning his hand against his head. arianas phone began to ring, causing her eyes to roll. Klaus caught her phone before she could answer. 

'Klaus mikaelson speaking," he said with a smile. 

"Klaus? why are you answering my sisters phone?" Stefan asked through the line. 

"oh she's right here, what is it?" he asked, not really interested. 

"I just wanted to give a heads up to Ariana, Elena turned her humanity off and well, you haven't really been nice towards her." Stefan spoke. Ariana's smile could not be wider. 

"well that might be even greater news than niklaus' proposal." Ariana teased, earning a glare from the hybrid. she kissed away his anger with a single peck, and his happy smile replaced it quickly.  "im glad she has her humanity off, at least ill get a fair fight." Ariana smirked, speaking with such joy. 

"...right, well, yo know, be careful." stefan said. "I've got to go, love you." 

"love you too." Ariana said, ending the call, turning her gaze to Klaus, and jumping up quickly. 

"where do you think your going?" he asked as she walked back to the closet. 

"what type of question is that? Elena's humanity is off, which means she will be coming after me for revenge, so, im fucking excited! you should know how good it feels to beat that bitch up. yes, she was nice when you proposed, but I could feel the glares. she's lucky I didn't decapitate her then and there, but today, today is no excuse. let her come, niklaus, and allow me to show her who she should be on her knees for." Ariana said darkly, throwing an outfit on the edge of the bed. 

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