Elijah (
manof_myword) wrote2011-09-16 07:46 pm
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As Strong As What I Believe [Locked to Klaus]
England 1492
The guests had left, human and vampire both. Trevor had taken the girl--Katerina--back to her lodgings, and Elijah hadn't stopped thinking about her, since. Klaus had taken her away for a bit, at his most charming, and Elijah had no doubt of the game they would find themselves playing over the next few weeks or months. Klaus had waited too long, they'd looked too hard...There was a flicker of excitement in his stomach at the idea of Klaus finally having what he wanted, and it mingled with a twist of some unidentifiable emotion at the thought of what the cost would be.
It was ridiculous to care, of course. He didn't. She was beautiful and he knew what she would give his brother, and that was all that mattered.
But he was remembering her smile as he leaned against the window, looking out over the dark gardens. He sipped at the wine in his hand--well laced with some guest's blood--and tried to think of the future, once Klaus had what he wanted, and not anything else that might distract him from their goal, because it was his as much as Klaus's--he wanted this for his brother, wanted him to be all he was meant to be. And that's what he kept telling himself as he drank his wine, then poured another glass and started on that one, as well.
The guests had left, human and vampire both. Trevor had taken the girl--Katerina--back to her lodgings, and Elijah hadn't stopped thinking about her, since. Klaus had taken her away for a bit, at his most charming, and Elijah had no doubt of the game they would find themselves playing over the next few weeks or months. Klaus had waited too long, they'd looked too hard...There was a flicker of excitement in his stomach at the idea of Klaus finally having what he wanted, and it mingled with a twist of some unidentifiable emotion at the thought of what the cost would be.
It was ridiculous to care, of course. He didn't. She was beautiful and he knew what she would give his brother, and that was all that mattered.
But he was remembering her smile as he leaned against the window, looking out over the dark gardens. He sipped at the wine in his hand--well laced with some guest's blood--and tried to think of the future, once Klaus had what he wanted, and not anything else that might distract him from their goal, because it was his as much as Klaus's--he wanted this for his brother, wanted him to be all he was meant to be. And that's what he kept telling himself as he drank his wine, then poured another glass and started on that one, as well.
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He took Elijah's hand in his own, tugging him lightly. "I can think of no better way to bring an end to the evening," he leaned to whisper in his ear, "then to fill you up and watch the flames dance off your skin."
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He stripped off his doublet as he said it, letting it fall to the floor.
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His hands rested on either hip, eyes giving Elijah's body a long look before peering into his eyes. "I don't believe I'll ever stop wanting you, Elijah."
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His lips curved in a bit of a smirk as he held Klaus's gaze. "That's good to know. I cant imagine how dull eternity would be without you by my side."
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His thumbs brushed down over Elijah's pelvis, creeping onto his inner thighs to tease. "Do you think you'd like to give me one last present? You've always been so skilled with your mouth, after all."
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"I think that's a fair request..." He flashed his brother a half-smile, before moving, fast and none to gentle to land them on the rug in front of the fireplace, Klaus on his back, Elijah over him. He hovered there for a moment in that relic of horseplay fro a time when they were boys, before he proceeded to prove how grown up they were, lips tracing a delicate path from Klaus's collarbone ever downward.
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His fingers brushed over Elijah's left arm after they were in place on the rug. "Things never lack interest with you, Elijah." A pleased sound left him when lips began to travel down. Though expectant and obviously physically needy, Klaus remained patient.
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His hand slid slowly to trace over Klaus's stomach, then reached for his brother's fingers, twining his own there as his mouth continued its slow movements.
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For the dynamic that their lives together usually held, Klaus took great enjoyment from moments like this: something so simple and carnal, that felt amazing as vampires. It reminded him of how they had always been together, had each other.
He watched as Elijah moved; he really did think that there was no one better at this than his brother.
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His mouth moved steadily, his other hand curled around Klaus, cupping and stroking him while he sucked and licked him with enthusiasm, teasing and urging him higher.
His gaze flickered up, holding on Klaus's face, watching what he was doing to him, how Klaus was enjoying what he was doing to him.
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He started to move him hips in rhythm with Elijah's mouth, the complete warmth overtaking him.
Looking away or closing his eyes would have felt so foreign to him; Klaus always kept his eyes locked with Elijah's. In that moment, he simply wanted to watch, even if it was often seen as an expression of his gaining dominance.
"You are...amazing," he breathed out, squeezing Elijah's hand.
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"It is nice to be appreciated," he murmured, before turning the scrape of teeth into a true bite, moaning at the taste of his brother's blood, and following the stream down to his fingers, and letting his tongue take over for his fingers again, pulling Klaus back deep into his mouth, the blood enhancing the taste of him, making Elijah tremble a little bit.
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When Elijah's mouth took over again, he moaned out, "Fuck...Elijah..." the name staggering out over several long syllables as his teeth gritted.
It was too amazing of a sensation not to try to draw it out, so Klaus held onto keeping the stamina he was capable of, letting Elijah work him at whatever pace he saw fit. They'd experienced all things imaginable with one another, but it was still so glorious to see how easily and fully Elijah could turn him on.
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Each moan was a victory of sorts, and there was a fierce pride that only he could see Klaus so bare with need and want. He found a rhythm again in sucking him, tongue sliding around him cunningly as he moved over him.
His fingers slid back to tease at his ass, stroking around his opening, pressing against it lightly.
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He tried to lean into both touches, groan leaving him. His hand went from the base of Elijah's neck up into his hair, fingers tangling there. After a couple of gentle twists of his thumb, he pushed Elijah's head down fully onto his cock, moaning throatily. He gave control back as quickly as he'd taken it, and he gave an almost desperate wriggle against the fingers at his opening.
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The wriggle made him chuckle softly around him as he slowly eased a finger into him, pressing deeper then retreating, matching the rhythm of his mouth.
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He moaned when the finger entered him, the sound continuing as it and the wet heat around his mouth created a dual-pleasure. He rocked against both, unashamed that loud, needy sounds constantly left him.
Wanting and needing to, Klaus came hard. He rode out the orgasm in Elijah's mouth, eyes shutting.
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Looking up at him through his lashes, he let a small smile curve his lips. "Happy birthday, brother."
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Soon, though, he was sitting upright and had shifted Elijah to do the same, so that their eyes could meet closely. Utter joy and satisfaction shone in his as he said, "Thank you, Elijah. Now, how ever am I going to repay you for that treat? It doesn't seem fair that the birthday boy has all the fun, does it?"
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"I'm sure you can come up with something," he murmured. He was aching with need, harder than he could believe, but he could wait...he wanted Klaus inside him, fucking him--the very thought made him almost whimper.
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