Mors Est Domina

Elijah is Such a Tease

I walked off the stage, feeling the exhiliration rushing through me. My blood was pumping and I couldn't get rid of the smile on my face.

"You have a beautiful smile." I smiled wider at Elijah and hugged him tightly. I was a bit shorter, so my forehead barely went over shoulder.

"Thank you!" Then I realized who I was hugging and tried to pull away. My eyes widened when Elijah's arms wrapping around my waist. Ok, what? Elijah freaking Mikaelson was hugging me back. Hold up. Fangirl moment. Internally screeching. Ahh! What do I do? I hadn't realized he had loosened one of his arm until he lifted my head with his freed hand.

"Are you alright?" His tone seemed to be playful. No, that couldn't be right. He was Elijah! The serious one. Right?

"Yeah!" My voice came out higher than I expected so I cleared my throat.

"You sounded wonderful up there. Perhaps you could come by tomorrow and sing again, if you'd like."

"S-sure."

"Why don't we go somewhere lessy noisy? We can go upstairs to talk if you'd like."

"Sure." Stupid me. I just said that already. He chuckled at my flustered words and guided me to a quieter room. Huh. I guess this club also had an upstairs. He sat me on the sofa and sat across from me.

"You said your name was Maze, but you called yourself Bonnie on stage."

"Oh! My full name is Bonnie Mazikeen Bennett. I prefer being called Maze. Bonnie the name I give to random people. Or people I hate, so I can ignore them." He chuckled at my last sentence.

"So, I suppose I am one of the people you do not hate?" My cheeks flushed. Fuck. Why was he so hot? Of course he was wearing a suit. God damn it. Why is he so perfect? And his lips, ugh! They looked very kissable. What the hell? Why was I thinking about that? I barely know the dude. I hadn't realized his face leaning towards mine. "Ms. Bennett? Are you alright?"

That snaped me out of my daze. My eyes widened at the lack of space between us and accidently jerked my head back in surprise. Fucker was laughing at me. Fucking Mikaelsons and their smirking and their homicidal tendancies.

"Y-yes. S-sorry, I was thinking. Yeah, you're one of the people I don't hate. Very special if you ask me."

"Oh, and why is that?" He leaned back into his seat, but was still smirking.

"Normally, people annoy me. But I have a couple people I'm friends with. More like family. People don't really like me much. I'm kind of anti-social. But you get it. I'm going to shut up now." I tried to avoid his eyes.

"You are very interesting."

"Th-thanks." I fiddled with my hands, not knowing what to do. We were alone. Music from downstairs vibrated underneath our feet. What was I supposed to say now? He crossed his leg over his other leg and folded his arms, with a slight smirk on his face. Fucker. Fuck you for being so hot. I could feel my face getting warmer and warmer. Did I drink too much?

"You are turning red, Ms. Bennett." This motherfucker was teasing me. I turned my head away but was stopped by him. I could feel his minty warm breath against my face.

"I'm a witch!" I blurted. I am such a dumbass. He raised his eyebrows and tilted his head. I'm pretty sure my ovaries just exploded.

"Are you? Why have you not used your magic on me yet, Ms. Bennett?" He was still teasing me. I tried not to focus on him. I jumped when the lamp beside us exploded. He turned his head slightly.

"S-sorry. I-I can pay for that." I rushed over to the broken shards and frantically began to pick it up into my hands. Not the smartest idea, touching broken glass with bare hands. I cursed when a piece sliced my finger. Elijah zoomed next to me, holding my bloodied hand.

"I can get someone to clean it." His eyes stared at the blood. I froze. Shit. He inhaled deeply. Fuck. Why was that hot? I could see him struggling with his vampire face. My thumb, with the non-bloody hand of course, gently carassed the veins near his eyes. To my surprise, he didn't try to move away but instead watched me curiously.

"It's beautiful." I whispered, gazing into his eyes. I snapped out of it and quickly pulled my hands away. "S-sorry." He lifted the bloody hand and cleaned it. With his tongue. He was licking my blood. My face, if it could, turned even more red. I was sure I was blushing. His eyes stared at me as he did so. He kissed the palm of my hand when there was no more blood.

"Ms. Bennett, your phone has been buzzing for the past few minutes." I quickly fumbled with my phone before answering the call.

"BONNIE MAZIKEEN BENNETT! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?! I HAD TO HEAR FROM ENZO THAT YOU WERE GONE!" I pushed the phone away from my ears. Caroline was loud as hell. This was why I didn't want to answer the phone. I just hang up. Elijah looked amused.

"Do you not wish to talk to your uh, friend?" I shook my head. But then again, I knew Caroline would continue to ring. I took a deep breath and turned around to call Caroline.

"H-hey." I said, very quietly.

"Bitch, where are you? Elena has been looking for you."

"Elena can go fall of a cliff. Fuck Elena. In fact, I'd probably be the one pushing her off one. Also fuck you for breaking my ear drums. I texted you guys I was going on vacation."

"When will you be back?" I could feel Elijah's body pressing against my back, his arms gently brushed against my waist. I almost let out a moan but surpressed it.

"I-I don't know yet." He moved my hair aside and began to lightly kiss. My breathing hitched. "M-maybe a couple days." I covered my mouth in attempt to keep quiet.

"Will you be back-"

"Caroline, babe, I love you, but I gotta go." I hung up the phone and turned to the vampire. He looked at me innocently. I placed my hand on my hip and scowled at him.

"Lover?"

"Friend." Suddenly, all of the confidence I had disappeared. I felt small. I mean I was, he was tall as fuck. And the way he was staring at me, ugh! It was like he was undressing me with his eyes. "I-um, sorry about that."

"You didn't seem surprised to see my vampire face."

"I uh, I live with a vampire. And a couple humans. And a werewolf. You didn't need to know that. Why do I keep talking? Fuck. Sorry. I'm not used to talking this much." Again, this fucker chuckles at me.

"Again, you are a very interesting girl." I blushed and look down at my feet. I gasped when he suddenly appeared in front of me. I was being pressed against the wall with barely any space between us.

"Does this make you uncomfortable, Ms.Bennett?" His fingers were carassing my arms. I was shaking, from fear or arousal, I didn't know. I managed to shake my head. He fingers trailed across my shoulders. Fuck him and his magical touch.

"Y-you don't scare me." He chuckled. He was laughing at me.

"It was not my intention to intimidate you." I tilted my head. "You are not used to this, are you?"

"Uh, um, no. Not really, I kinda don't uh, I usually don't people close to me." He leaned towards me, his breath blowing against my ears.

"And why haven't you pushed me away yet?" My eyes widened. Why wasn't I pushing him away? Elijah couldn't possibly have taken an interest in me. A soft whimper escaped from me as he carassed my cheek. His eyes darkened as he stared at my neck. Was he going to bite me? Would I allow it? I hadn't even let Enzo taste my blood. Why would I let Elijah? My throat lets out a soft moan as his lips connects with my neck. He was kissing my neck softly, licking it slightly.

And suddenly, I felt a piercing pain. I let out a strangled cry. My stomach felt weird. Was I being turned on by this? My hands found itself gripping his waist and his hair. I could feel him moaning against my skin. He pressed himself even closer to me, lifting my legs around his waist. So now, my legs were wrapped around his waist, my hands gripping the back of his head, and me a moaning mess. My body instinctively grinded against him, wanting some friction. I could feel him smirking against my neck. And suddenly, everything went dark.