I've always been kind of a lone wolf

me: yes, but it’s very badly written, so we ignore it

“Fine, but you can’t complain about what I cook.”

“Don’t cook anything weird, and I won’t complain.”

             Elijah found beds were not that exciting, nor did he feel the need to only have sex in one as so many people seemed to. Perhaps the reason most of his sexual escapades were done away from his siblings. Then it was far easier to do as he wished without being interrupted. But now a bed sounded quite nice. The feel of her legs around his waist causing him to blur them both to the bed until her back was flat against the mattress, a heated kiss finding them.

        You’ll like him. He’s…. stupidly serious at times          but he’s also pretty relaxing.

        Those two things don't sound like they go together Lukas.         Serious types don’t exactly inspire relaxation. 

      He’s a little bit of a bouncy puppy.           As he’s uncle, I’m allowed to think it’s           adorable that he’s happy.       [ Cedric smiled ]              You two are friends. And it’s been              a long time since he’s had a true              friend and not someone who wants              to use him. 

         He doesn’t seem like much of a puppy to me.              And yeah, I guess we are friends. It’s been              a while since I’ve had a good one. 

       “It’s…. nothing. Fae elders, complicated exes,         the one person I don’t want to see running the         town my girlfriend feels safe in. Nothing new.”

        "You've got a girlfriend? Why is this the first I'm          hearing about it?                 And all that doesn't sound like nothing Dyson.          You’ve got to talk to somebody about it."

      She’s still angry. But she’s not… intentionally       bite me to make me suffer pissed off anymore.       Which apparently means sex is a thing again.

        And that's a good thing, right? That she's not         too pissed to have sex with you? Means you          two are making progress in your relationship.

          He sounds sweet.

       He was, and a friend of mine. More or less.

“Elijah? Sounds kinda old school.” Or old in general, but whatever. People had stranger names. Like Stiles. “I feel like there’s a but in there somewhere. Or a complication.”

"His family is a bunch of lunatics." Which was an understatement considering that she was talking about the Mikaelsons. "But I think even a certifiably insane family is probably better than not having one."

         Maybe after a few more drink.              [ and maybe she’d be drunk enough               to forget about asking him about it ]

          You know I'm just gonna keep asking.

“Sorry, I wasn’t talking to you. I was talking to that asshole.” Dinah pointed over her shoulder at Klaus, who was smirking in amusement. Not even bothering to look mockingly hurt. 

Hayley glanced over one shoulder, sure she would find a Mikaelson, but the question was which one. Klaus. Of course. "That asshole probably deserves it; but what did he do?"

       It certainly helps that money is no object.    [ they didn’t have to worry about managing to make things      work with the bills and what not before buying the little one      toys. he hummed and shrugged. He’d considered the idea      of sketching the pair while they were sleeping but he’d have      to get up to fetch his sketch pad ]            I’ll try if it’ll help you sleep. One of us needs to             be functional for Charlotte in the morning. 

          And that both her parents had crap childhoods.           Makes us want to give her everything we never           had when we were growing up.                   [ which amounted to a lot, because there were                     a lot of things that the two of them never had ]           It would help, but you don't have to stay. Charlie's           fine now, and you know me, I can sleep anywhere.            Years of practice.

                “First you’re going to cum just from my mouth.”

            His words, his plan for the evening sent a shiver of anticipation down her spine. "Yours." She loved it when he got possessive, it made for even more spectacular sex than usual. "Yes, please. I love being yours."

             As he heard the moan slip from her lips he only wanted to make her come faster. The fact that were not entirely alone fading from his mind, only focused on her. The scent of her arousal was overwhelming now, finding an ache in his pants he would take care of afterwards. Preferably the two being away from the little room with his sister a few feet away. “Come for me, Hayley.” He whispered in her ear.

            Hayley pulled herself from his fingers, turning to straddle his lap as her hands went to undo his pants. A quick glance over her shoulder confirmed that Rebekah had fled at some point, and they were alone. Which was good, since Hayley had pretty much decided that she was going to fuck Elijah immediately one way or the other. She stroked him slowly a couple of times before she sank down on his cock. "God yes, this." She started to ride him slowly. "This with people watching that you're not related to. Let’s make everyone wish they were us."

there was no in-between for her. it was either all or nothing. she wanted everything but settled for nothing