Elijah moaned in turn as Klaus came, swallowing as greedily as if it were blood. He kept his mouth around him, tongue teasing him lightly as he coaxed every last drop out of him. His fingers slid out of him slowly, resting against his thigh, before he finally pulled his mouth away to nuzzle at Klaus's hip.

Looking up at him through his lashes, he let a small smile curve his lips. "Happy birthday, brother."