ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴛʀᴜʟʏ ᴄʜɪʟʟɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴜɴᴄᴀɴɴʏ ᴛᴏ ᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴀꜱɪᴅᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴋᴏʟ, - ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴛᴏᴛᴀʟʟʏ ᴀʙꜱᴏʀʙᴇᴅ ɪɴ ʜɪꜱ ɴᴇᴘʜᴇᴡ - ʜᴏᴡ ꜱɪᴍɪʟᴀʀ ᴇʟɪᴢᴀʙᴇᴛʜ, ᴏʀᴘʜᴇᴜꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴋʟᴀᴜꜱ ᴡᴇʀᴇ. The brunette and ravenatte were identical replicas of their hybrid brother. They shared similar looks, mannerisms and attitudes. However, what surprised them the most was how loyal the tribrid and qautbrid were to Klaus, and overprotective their brother was over them. The seven originals merely had hours together before the original witch made her appearance, proclaiming that she wished for them to be a family again. The two youngest members of the family were on edge and highly suspicious of Esther, who seemed to welcome them with open arms. Klaus and Kol, - even Finn - didn't miss the way the two mothers acted towards each other.

Elizabeth's eyes had been narrowed into slits, a glare - that mirrored her father's, with a hint of her endless husband's - on her face. The queen of the Dreaming, didn't trust her grandmother and she loathed her - because she stood by whilst Mikael abused her father throughout his whole childhood. Orpheus too, felt his instincts scream at him not to trust his great grandmother. The eight of them could all practically taste the uneasiness between them all as they all retreated to own quarters. Orpheus observed his mother curiously, as she flexed her fingers slowly. He could tell she worrying - thinking about something, but what? He tilted his head, aware of both his grandfather and grand-uncle eavesdropping on them. He swallowed, during his short time back in the waking world alive, he had been afraid. Afraid and nervous to ask his parents, a question that had been on his mind ever since he died. Would they forgive him what he did? Orpheus lowered his lip, speaking up but he didn't ask the question - his question "Mama. What's wrong?"

Elizabeth blinked, before smiling warmly at her son "Nothing's wrong. Why?"

"It's just..." he blinked, frowning at his mother - she had the frown his grandfather had when he was plotting. "You have the same look granddad has. When he's plotting something."

Kol snorted, accidently spitting slightly into Klaus' palm - who had his hand around his little brother mouth, in an attempt to keep him quiet. Klaus shot him a glare, as he shook with internal laughter. Elizabeth chuckled, smiling as she gazed at her only child "Well, you have the same pout that Morpheus pulls."

Orpheus' eyebrows scrunched up, into a surprised frown. He tilted his head, "I do? What pout?"

"Whenever your father is offended or repulsed he pulls this frown, pout actually." Elizabeth chuckled, smirking "A slightly deadpanned, disdainful pout. It's quite adorable."

Orpheus blinked, before giggling after processing the new information. He smiled, thinking of the pout his mother had described resting on his father's face - how could have he forgotten about that? His mind drifted to his aunt Death, he missed her. A devious glint lit up in his eyes, "Mama, can I kill uncle Elijah so I can see auntie Death?"

Elizabeth chuckled as Kol shot an astonished look to Klaus - a look which said those two really are your hell spawn. Before smirking, Kol attempted to surpress the chuckles that crept up his throat. Elizabeth raised her brows, giving him a pointed look "There are easier and quicker ways to reach Death. You know, your aunt doesn't come to vampires until their final deaths -"

"- which is when they actually enter the Sunless lands." Orpheus nodded, mumbling the words with her. He pouted, resting his chin on his forearms "I miss her, grandmama and granddad." His eyes shined, and probed into his mother with a longing look "And father too."

Kol and Klaus inched forward, peering around the corner. Kol's laughter was gone, replaced with concern - a mirroring frown appeared on both of the brothers' faces. It broke their hearts - Klaus's more, but Kol was already dotting on the tribrid and quatbrid. Elizabeth smiled sadly, tears pooling her eyes as a sense of emptiness filled her. She moved from the fireplace, and kneeled before her son, placing a comforting hand on his cheek. Klaus pouted, his heart burned in his chest - his daughter was being what he should have been ; a parent. Kol placed a hand on his shoulder, offering whatever comfort and reasurance he could.

"I know." She cooed.

Orpheus closed his eyes, nudging into her hand. Despite what his parents, endless aunts and uncles thought. He was fully aware of the fact that Night played favourites with her children, and Time's suspicion of his visitors only wanting something from him, - never the less he missed them. He opened his eyes, fixing his curious gaze on his mother, "Mama, do you think...grandmother Night and grandfather Time would be...moved that I'm - we're back?" Elizabeth smiled and nodded - she had a good idea they would, Time loved his children despite being distant with them, and Night dotted on Dream, and seemed to dot on Orpheus because he was Dream's son. Elizabeth avoided the pair like the plague, or tried to - however she never denied Orpheus a relationship with them.

Orpheus smiled, slightly happier. He purred softly as she stroked his cheek. He knew that since he and his mother were deeply attached to his hybrid grandfather, it would only be a matter of time before the original family crossed paths with the endless one. His own father had only properly met Klaus, but not any of his siblings. Elizabeth smirked, chuckling quietly. She could practically see what her son was thinking. He giggled suddenly, eyes shining "Granddad's gonna hate uncle Desire instantly, isn't he?"

"Something tells me, Morpheus is going to regret ever marrying me." Elizabeth sighed, a teasing smile on her lips.

"No." Orpheus shook his head, with a smirk on his face. "Dad never will. I have childhood scares to prove it."

Elizabeth narrowed her eyes, glaring at him playfully "Mind your tongue, little dream."

Kol and Klaus shared a look as Orpheus cackled. The raven-haired original beamed at his scowling mother. "Dad could never keep his hands off you. Lucienne once said, that he'd never leave your side when you were pregnant with me."

"Did she now?" She raised her brows, amused. She brushed his inky curls behind his ear. "Did she ever tell you, he made me sit in his lap whilst he sat on his throne once?"

Orpheus blinked, stuttering out bewildered and slightly - or more so - horrified "He did?"

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Kol snickered to himself, smirking as a disgruntled Klaus pulled out his wallet, and produced his one of his many credit cards. Orpheus bit his lip, keeping his gaze averted from his grandfather - his grand-uncle had quickly caught on to the fact that his brother would do quite literally anything to keep his daughter and grandson happy, and he was using that fact to his every advantage. The inky haired boy was torn between mischief and guilt, unlike Kol, who happily snatched the card from his brother's grasp. Orpheus lowered his head, smiling ashamed at Klaus before embracing him.

Klaus chuckled, wrapping his arms around Orpheus "Don't get into too much trouble."

Orpheus beamed, releasing the blonde before following after his uncle - who had frowned at his brother's comment - whilst he sent a cheeky but affectionate smile at his niece as she joined them. "Mama." / "Darling Lizzie." The both of them beamed excitedly, kissing her on the cheek before dashing off, leaving Elizabeth to stare after them baffled. She looked at her father, who sighed "Don't ask."

She chuckled with amusement, as she walked towards her father "I see it didn't take uncle Kol long to take little dream under his wing."

"I did warn you this would happen." He laughed, smiling down at his daughter. She chuckled. He noticed the frown creeping on her face, his eyebrows furrowed as worry filled his being. He reached his hand out and caressed her arm "What's wrong, love?"

Elizabeth took a long look at Klaus, before lifting her head. Her eyes narrowed. A single eyebrow arched up. "Do you believe your mother's really here to forgive you?"

Klaus thought over her question. He knew both she and his grandson didn't trust his mother as far as they could throw her. And honestly, he found himself in the same boat - even Kol had expressed his concerns to him. The hybrid knew Rebekah believed their mother, and that Elijah too, had his concerns. However, Finn hadn't stepped foot anywhere near their mother. Since he was reunited with his newly-discovered niece and grand-nephew. Which - even to Klaus - was very odd. He sighed, shifting his weight from one foot to the other "Honestly, I don't. Kol doesn't either."

Elizabeth let out a hum, shifting her gaze, thinking to herself. Klaus tilted his head, observing her. He knew that look in her eyes - suspicion and paranoia. She was planning something, or at least was worrying over something. "It just seems odd. I mean -" she turned her gaze to his, a determined frown on her face "- if I killed Katherine, I wouldn't expect her to be so forgiving and proclaim desires to be a family again, when she miraculously rejoined the living. Would you?"

"No." He agreed, with a shake of his head. He cradled her cheek, stroking it with his thumb softly "I know, and I understand."

She furrowed her brows, looking up at her father curiously "You're not going to follow her so called rules are you?"

Klaus laughed, raising his brows as he remarked sarcastically "Of course I am. Are you going to obey her, Elizabeth?"

Elizabeth glared - she was aware that he was joking but the mere thought of it irked her. She was the tribrid. She was the Oneiromancer's wife. And she was queen of the Dreamworld. There was no way in any realm or Destiny's book that she would obey her grandmother - or anyone for that matter. She sneered "Certainly not. I am a queen in my own right. I'm the daughter of the infamous Katherine Pierce and the great Klaus Mikaelson. I'm the wife of the prince of stories." Klaus could the resist the proud smirk, as he gazed at his daughter. Pride filled him as she lifted her head, a defiant fire in her eyes. That's my girl, he smirked wickedly.

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Much to her dismay, Elizabeth was pulled away from her father by her aunt - leaving him to fend for himself with his brothers, unwillingly - to go shopping for a dress for her grandmother's ball. Klaus had been thinking about the time when his daughter had introduced him to Lord Morpheus, and the time he caught them stood together - foreheads pressed together. And the parting touch they shared. He found himself sketching the husband and wife on an empty canvas. Morpheus stood, eyes closed, a expression of comfort on his face, relishing in his wife's touch. Elizabeth too, had her eyes closed, her forehead pressed against her husband's cheek, her nose hooked under his jaw.

Klaus stared at the sketch in deep thought. Orpheus had said he missed his father, and the hybrid knew Elizabeth missed Morpheus too. He narrowed his eyes, he could invite his son-in-law to his mother's preposterous ball. Afterall, he rather liked the brooding endless - not that he'd admit that fact just yet - and also wished to know him a little better. Kol would died from excitement, and loom over him, asking question after question. However, more importantly both Elizabeth and Orpheus would be overjoyed - and that was all he cared about. His chief concern was ; just how was he going to contact Dream of the Endless?

Rebekah jabbed her niece in the chest, and gestured to Elena and a blonde baby vampire sat together. Elizabeth glanced at her aunt, lightly curious as she made her way over to the teenagers. The brunette tribrid raised her eyebrows, before following her aunt.

"Careful Caroline," Rebekah taunted lightly, smirking "it's all well and good till she stabs you in the back."

The two teenagers stared up at the blonde original dumbfounded. Elena gulped, her blood ran cold as Elizabeth smoothly appeared behind Rebekah, gracefully without a sound - that seemed to make Rebekah even more pleased. Whilst Caroline peered at the expressionless - yet somewhat apparently bored - brunette, power and regality seemed to radiate from her. "What are you doing here? I know your mother's rules -" Elizabeth let out an amused chuckle, she lifted her head, a mocking glint in her eyes "- no murdering the locals."

Rebekah smirked sarcastically, sneering "Get over yourself, Elena. It's not all about you."

Elizabeth laughed, flexing her fingers in her pockets as she observed her aunt walk towards a blonde busboy. The two teenagers peered at the tribrid, Caroline blinked, narrowing her eyes "Who are you, anyway?"

"Don't you know?" The tribrid smirked pridefully, "I'm Elizabeth, Klaus and Katherine's daughter. Public enemy number one next to dad." She chuckled at the shocked look on the blonde's face before turning, and sauntering towards the door. She decided that she'd wait for her aunt outside, instead of watching her flirt with some blonde teenaged waiter. The two teenagers stared after her. Caroline was shocked, very shocked that Katherine's mysterious daughter was also Klaus' child, and she was beyond beautiful. The blonde vampire could tell that the brunette had inherited her good looks from both of her parents, however she'd inherited Klaus' personality rather than Katherine's. It was disturbingly clear ; Elizabeth Mikaelson - or rather of the Endless had the devil in her eyes.

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Klaus peered at his grandson with a anxious frown. Orpheus was stood cradling a big bucket of popcorn under his arm, as he held two paper cups of pepsi in his hands. Kol was compelling some mortal to be quiet. The hybrid had found the pair watching the entire sixth season of Doctor Who, lounging with their feet up and a bucket of popcorn between them in an empty cinema - thanks to Kol's compulsion. "Are you sure this will work?" He questioned. Orpheus's plan was to reach out to his aunt Death, so they could reach out to his father. In doing so, they simply needed to kill someone. Klaus didn't understand why they couldn't just kill Kol, or even himself.

"It'll work." Orpheus nodded as Kol tore into the mortal's neck and sucked him dry. Kol licked his lips, disregarding the dying mortal on the floor before reaching to grab some popcorn. "We just have to wait."

Kol snorted, plopping the popcorn in his mouth, smirking as Klaus glared at him "Shut up."

"I didn't say anything." Orpheus sighed, rolling his eyes as his uncle grinned.

"You were thinking it." Klaus gritted his teeth.

"Was I?" Kol chuckled, retrieving his cup from his nephew and sucking on the straw, slurring his drink loudly purposely to annoy his brother. Klaus rolled his eyes, grabbing a fistful of popcorn and threw it at him. Orpheus laughed as Kol scowled "Hey! I payed for that."

"With my money." Klaus seethed. Laughter earned the trios attention. Their heads turned.

"Auntie." Orpheus smiled instantly. Kol peered curiously at the beaming dark chocolate skinned, curly haired woman and seemingly miserable pale man. The wildest Mikaelson's gaze lingered on the beaming woman, who's eyes shined even brighter - if it was even possible - once they landed on the ravenatte stood between him and his hybrid brother.

"Orpheus." Death beamed, walking forward to cradle her nephew's face in her hands. She smirked, glancing back at her brother "So, this is why your happier."

Dream rolled his eyes, only to glare at his son who snickered - knowing that she was refering to Elizabeth. Orpheus merely smirked, as Kol bit his lip. Klaus rolled his eyes at the pair "I knew I should have grounded you two."

"I'm a thousand years old you can't be ground me!" Kol protested at the same time as Orpheus exclaimed "You came to us looking for a way to contact dad. And we delivered."

"Yeah." Kol nodded, lightly grabbing his nephew's arm to tug him along "Now if you mind, we've a fez obsessed alien to get back to."

Morpheus' eyebrows furrowed in confusion, observing as Kol tugged his son away as Orpheus waved goodbye at them, grinning with mischief. He blinked, shifting his gaze to Klaus. The party didn't notice when Kol and Orpheus stopped to listen in and watch what they were doing. Klaus sighed, putting his pride aside, he tried to let out "I would like it if you came to my family's ball tonight. Not for me, but for Elizabeth and Orpheus. It's quite obvious they miss you."

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That the mischievous uncle and nephew duo were getting ready in Kol's room. They had delivered their present to Elizabeth as if they were thieves, because they knew if Klaus knew what they'd bought her - let alone what else they had bought with his credit car - he would go up in an up roar. The duo wore matching tuxs. Kol smoothed out his jacket, he glanced at Orpheus through the mirror. Observing as he frowned, fiddling with his black bowtie with pursed lips. He let out a groan of fustration as he knotted it incorrectly for the fourth or sixth time.

Kol chuckled at the cute pout on his nephew's face. He turned and sauntered towards him. "Alright, give it to me." Orpheus huffed, but lowered his hands from the bowtie. Kol took the ends in his fingers. The young endless blinked, fascinated as his uncle turned, folded, bended and twisted the fabric on to it's self. Kol peered at his face, furrowing his brows with a teasing smirk "Cold feet over a little ball?"

"I've never been to one. Unless you count that funeral granddad threw for Mikael." Orpheus said thoughtfully.

Kol frowned, halting his movements "You've never been to a ball or danced with a girl before?"

"No." Orpheus shook his head. Kol's frown deepened, his nephew was innocent in ways he shouldn't be, and was experienced or aware of things he should be slightly innocent of. He smiled, finishing his bowtie "Well, let's change that."

"I think I'll dance with mama or auntie Rebekah." Orpheus murmured.

Kol smiled "There'll be plenty of women to dance with,"

Orpheus merely looked at his uncle motionless "Maybe auntie Death, if she's coming."

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The original vampire and quatbrid settled at the bar, observing the crowd. Waiting for the main event - Morpheus seeing Elizabeth in the dress they'd bought her. They couldn't prevent the prideful and devious smirks from creeping up their lips the moment the said vampress descended the staircase. Her long, curly hair flowing down her back, as her crimson red dress hugged her figure. She truly looked beautiful and sexy. And also, Kol and Orpheus were very content with the fact she choose to wear their present. They didn't care that Klaus - or possibly Morpheus too - would tear them to pieces.

"Quick. Look innocent!" Kol whisper - shouted, turning the pair of them around abruptly. Orpheus could barely contain his splutters of laughter, however neither could Kol. Adrenaline twisted into thrill and then into slight fear, only to repeat the cycle. They chewed on their lower lips.

"What the hell have you done?"

The two comically turned around and - tried their hardest - to look innocently at Klaus, who was beyond enraged. They shared a baffled look, before Kol questioned "Done what? We've done nothing."

"Don't even dare pull that card." Klaus narrowed his eyes, withholding a growl as he glared at the duo "You spend all of my money on popcorn, soft drinks, mountain loads of sweets and a particular red silk dress."

Kol blinked, as Orpheus' brows furrowed, they shared a puzzled look before frowning at the hybrid. Their action only seemed to make him angrier - steam was practically blowing out of his ears. Orpheus took his turn, "What would we want with a dress?"

If Klaus was a kettle - the whistle would have flown off and hit the floor now. He growled, his hybrid face flashed across his face for a second. They were very much aware that Morpheus was coming to surprise his wife. It didn't take a absolute genius to know what they'd done and why they'd don't it.

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Morpheus' gaze found his wife instantly, his eyes fluttered as his lower lip fell open. His heart shot out of his chest, only to collapse on it's self. She was beautiful - beyond beautiful in that tight, low cut, crimson dress. He could tell - despite the distance away from her - the bodice had thin straps. They would be so easy to slide down her arms. He shook himself, snapping mouth shut and shut out those thoughts from his mind.

"You two are evil, you know that?" Klaus sneered at Kol and Orpheus who merely snickered, smirking as they watched Morpheus lust over his wife.

Elizabeth's eyes scanned the crowds, she held one of her arms up, her hand curled, the skirt of her dress swayed and fluttered around her legs and feet as she walked. Her eyes found themselves locking on to familiar silver ones. She beamed instantly, baring her teeth in huge smile. Kol and Orpheus shared a triumphant smile as Klaus smiled, watching his daughter's face brighten upon the fight of Orpheus' father. Morpheus' face broke out into a smile - one only reserved for his dearest, loveliest Elizabeth. He barely even blinked admiring her, as they closed in on one another.

"Elizabeth." He greeted, grasping her hand and curling his own around it. He used his other hand to caress her cheek.

"Dream." She beamed, lifting her other hand and laying it on his chest, fingers brushing the black shirt he wore.

Finn slowly gravitated towards his brothers and nephew, watching the same thing they were. Orpheus smiled to himself. Rebekah and Elijah also slowly joined them. It was ethereal - they were ethereal. Morpheus racked his eyes over Elizabeth's face, leaning down towards her, entranced. She met him halfway, smile never leaving her face as she kissed him. He returned the kiss, he lift his hand breifly from it's place with hers as he withdrew, to brush her hair from her face. Kol smirked, drawing his nephew into his side.

Morpheus's eyebrows raised as his eyes broadened "You look beautiful, little dream."

Klaus blinked slowly, glancing at his grandson - he swore that 'little dream' was Orpheus' nickname.

Elizabeth's smiled broadened, she closed her eyes, blushing for a second before admiring him "Thank you. If I known you were coming I would have picked a better dress."

He chuckled, eyes scanning her body - he spotted the long split in the skirt, it reached all the way above her thigh. His lips parted. He shook his head, eyes returning to her chocolate orbs "No. This is one is...very exquisite." His eyes lit up curiously. "I wouldn't put it past you, that you were aware of my coming here."

"Uncle Kol and Orpheus got for me." She said, making him chuckle, his lips curled into a smirk, his eyes shined "Did they now."

Klaus laughed, grinning as Kol's eyes broadened, filling with panic. Finn chuckled, shaking his head. Rebekah smirked as Elijah bit back a smile. As Kol pulled Orpheus around, sharply turning to face the bar. "Quick! Look Innocent!" He squeaked, the moment Morpheus turned his head, glancing in their direction.

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The Original Family stood gathered on the staircase. Orpheus smiled up at his parents, admiring them as they stood together - his mother was holding his father's arm, as he grasped her fingers in his hand. His father was smiling, properly smiling as he looked down at his mother. Morpheus had been reluctant to join them, however Elizabeth had been quick to remind him that he was her husband - and so was a part of the original family.

"I suppose, this means you don't need reminding your my wife." He smirked lightly, amusement and mischief swirling in his silver orbs "Or rather, that I'm your husband?"

Elizabeth smirked devilishly, with dark eyes "I think, deep inside, I do need reminding that your my husband, Dream." He smiled, eyes growling dark with lust. He bowed his head, inching for her lips. She lifted her head, reaching for his lips with her own. They shared a passionate kiss as Elijah addressed the guests. Kol and Orpheus silently cackled, sharing a look as the king and queen of the Dreaming out right ignored them all in favour for one another, - the young endless made a note to warn his uncle and grandfather not to sleep this night, unless they were comfortable with dreaming of his mother.

It truly was beautiful to watch - perhaps he was biased, but Klaus loved observing how happy his child was. He smiled as Morpheus led her down the stairs, never stepping ahead or behind her, holding her hand and gazing at her lovestruck. Morpheus and Elizabeth danced together gracefully, radiating regality as they lost themselves in one another's gazes. The world and the background tune of Young and Beautiful - Kol's pick - faded away from them.

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Elizabeth's dress and Morpheus' tux were quickly wrenched from their bodies, before the door even closed on its self. The original tribrid saddled the prince of stories' lap, she kissed him roughly and passionately as her fingers tangled themselves in his hair. Morpheus stroked her back, and her hair as he caressed and squeezed her skin. Their soft moans molded into one. Elizabeth gazed down at him, admiringly and lustful as he moved his hands over her body.

"I missed you, dearest, loveliest Elizabeth." He murmured, caressing her thighs. She bit her lip, her body burned with need and anticipation - as did his, but he wanted his magnificent, beautiful wife drenched in her own arousal before they had their fun - and their reminder of who they were to one another. He ran his hands around her hips, rubbing. He drank in every detail of her body, her soft - empty - stomach, her full, mouth watering breasts with dark pink teats. Her soft, smooth thighs.

"I missed you too." She leaned down, hands cradling his jaw "I'm here, now." She kissed him deeply, "And I am not leaving, again." He kissed her passionately, slipping his tongue into her mouth to dance with her own. His hand wondered to her rear, he fondled it and squeezed it lightly - making a soft moan fall into his mouth from his wife's. "Good." He murmured against her lips, it was music to his ear - he squeezed again, harder this time, - he wanted to hear the sweet noises she made.

She chuckled, kissing his cheeks. He laughed, blushing and smiling up at her. His hands gradually glided to her hips, his rubbed and caressed them tenderly. His eyes gleamed as they bathed in hers. Elizabeth beamed, caressing the frame of his face with her fingers. She stroked the bridge of his nose, with a forefinger before laying a kiss on the tip. Morpheus chuckled, running his palms up her sides, so he could curl his fingers around her face. She tilted her head, smiling as she inched forward - he whimpered, her movement made him harder. She smirked devilishly, nuzzling the tip of her nose against his own "What's wrong, sweet Morpheus?"

He slipped his hands down her neck, before parting them - his left hand flew down her side to her hip, - whereas his other one glided down her front, between her breasts, across her stomach to her folds. He pressed against her wetness, teasingly. She groaned, but her devilish smirk never fell - that only turned him on more. He recalled how she'd stood up against, the demon and how she'd addressed Lucifer, in Hell. He smirked, eyes narrowing with amusement "I can ask the same of you, dearest, loveliest Elizabeth."

She chuckled, moving to kiss the side of his jaw, she moaned when he slipped a finger inside her. He smirk softened, lips parting to let out his own moan as she nibbled and kissed at his neck, leaving no place of his skin untouched. He slipped two other fingers inside her, as he felt a fang of hers, graze over his skin - he shivered. His left hand slid to her lower back, caressing it with his fingers as he thrusted his other set in and out of her. He let out a sharp breath when she nibbled at his earlobe. She rocked her hips forward, riding his fingers. He smirked at her naughtiness, he attempted to look at her face. However, she kept it hidden from his view as she desecrated his neck with her lips. A pout spread across his face, he moved his finger up and teased her clit. Elizabeth moaned lightly, moving her hands down his chest. She peered at him - making him smile - before moving to his lips.

He gladly consumed her lips with his own, he withdrew his fingers from her folds and stroked her inner thigh. She purred, her own fingers rocketed up his neck into his hair - one of their favourite places, - earning a hum from him. He caressed her thighs, as they parted, eyes admiring one another's faces, her fingers flexed around his inky locks before leaving to brush his collarbone. His own fingers brushed up her stomach, laying flat on it. Morpheus shifted his gaze to her stomach. Elizabeth tilted her head, leaning back slightly as she observed him. He stroked her stomach tenderly.

"Dearest, loveliest Elizabeth." He purred, leaning forward to press a soft kiss on her belly. She smiled, stroking the back of his head, racking her fingers through his hair. He withdrew, pulling her closer before he moved his hand up towards her breast.

"Dream." She bit her lip, shivering as her hard yet soft teat met his palm. He squeezed her tit and smiled, before diving up, taking her lips with his. He slipped his tongue into her mouth, and nudged her tongue, wanting to play with her as he kneaded her breast in his palm. Her soft moans poured into his ears. He caressed and stroked her rear and back with his free hand, tilting them forward slowly. Until she was lying on her upper back. She widened her legs, wrapping them around him. He kept her on his lap, as he loomed over her. She chuckled softly, gazing at him after he withdrew. He smiled, brushing his nose up against hers before descending down to her chest. She moaned heavily, when he took her free breast in his mouth, his free hand slid down her body to her inner thigh, he pushed it forward as he pressed his body against hers.

She opened her thighs more, earning a happy hum from him. He twirled his tongue around her breast, as he suckled on it. She moaned, lowering her eyes to him, her fingers slithered their way to his hair. He withdrew his hold on her chest breathless, however his hand lingered as his lips moved down her stomach. She squirmed - her tribrid face wanted to come out, she wanted to taste his blood. He drummed his fingers on the sides of her belly as he kissed it. He withdrew, gaze finding hers. They eyes spoke with each other - she tilted her head, before he moved forward, for her lips. Elizabeth used his kiss, as the opportunity to switch their positions. She beamed, racking her fingers down his front - he squirmed, moaning shakily, eyes darker as he observed her above him. She pressed her lips over his chest - she lingered over his heart, making him tilt his head curious. She pulled her vampire side's desire, moving down to his stomach - she would bite him, but not yet. He inhaled, squirming as she got lower and lower. She glanced up at him, over his torso - almost tauntingly.

He could see the Mikaelson nature in her, - smugness, taunting, playful and devious - he had seen it a thousand times over, and now he finally identify what is was and where it came from. And that simply made him want his wife more. It seemed she'd have her way with him before he could tease her more. He grunted, eyelids falling shut as she teased and felt up his length. She smiled against his skin, admiring how his eyelashes casted a shadow over his face - and fluttered as he opened his eyes. She lifted her lips away from his skin, gazing at him "You're so beautiful like this, love." He chortled, reaching for her cheek.

She bowed her head into his hand, blinking before laying a kiss on the heel of his palm - with a certain grace and slowness that made his heart flip. She slipped from his grasp, her hand hooked under his knee and lifted it up. He laid his hand flat on his hip, rolling his head to the side, attempting to get a good look at her as she devoured his thigh, all the way to his inner knee. "Elizabeth." He whined softly with need. Her eyes snapped up to his. He gasped lowly, feeling her light smirk against his skin. Her gaze never left his, as she kissed her way to his hard cock - up his thigh, he squirmed with need and anticipation. He couldn't help but throw his head back, groaning deeply with relief and pleasure when she engulfed him in her mouth.

"Elizabeth." He murmured, eyes hooded - and closing more and more, the more he groaned. She rubbed his hip, gliding her palms over his skin as she savoured him, swallowing everything he offered her. He cried out sharply, upon his release, calling her name out louder than the groans he had let out before. Elizabeth licked her lips, moving up to his hips, her fingers found his palm.

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All the individuals with enhanced hearing heard the Sandman's cry. Most blushed - Damon included, but it didn't take long for a smirk to take his lips. Kol and Orpheus grinned, with victory, hugging each other. Rebekah giggled, sharing a laugh with Finn. Klaus' head whipped around, an icy glare landing on his little brother.

"Oh, no." Kol paled, as the hybrid stormed towards him. Orpheus' cheeks burned, he was unable to keep the cheeky smile off his face. Rebekah clutched her stomach. Even Finn snickered, remarking as he smirked "I'd run if I were you, brother."

Kol whirled around and ran like his life depended on it, - which he was quite sure that it did. Klaus broke into a sprint, gunning for him. Orpheus, Finn and Rebekah moved as he shot past them, before following after him. Klaus chased Kol outside, never stopping as Kol zig-zaged around. Shrieking and screaming as the blonde got close enough to grab his collar or the back of his jacket. Orpheus fell backwards on his rear, clutching his stomach as he laughed his head off. The two Mikaelson brothers hardly noticed their siblings - and Damon - watching and laughing at them. As Kol shrieked running just out of the reach, of Klaus' out stretch arms, hands ready to clutch his throat.

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Morpheus' fingers gripped Elizabeth's, attempting to coax her up to his face as she laid kisses on his waist line. He tugged her hand, pouting light "Elizabeth. I want your lips." He demanded, pulling her up towards him. She chortled, beaming slyly. She advanced up towards his lips - as requested - and kissed him deeply. He flipped her over, and ran his hands down her body. His palm and the pads of his fingers engulfed her entirely roughly, like wild fire. She let out a heavy moan, parting her lips as she stared into his eyes - wide eyed - with excitement and delight. He pulled at her lower lip, with own as he gripped her thighs in his hands, squeezing them. He licked his lips hungrily, smirking lowly.

"Dream!" Elizabeth squealed, giggling as he lifted her thighs and pulled her down. He chuckled, looming over her, and kissed her. He thrusted his member into her, filling her up. He grunted as she moaned heavily. He let out a shaky sigh, eyes nearly rolling back in his head as he took a moment to savour the feeling of her around his member. They shared a smile, kissing deeply as he gradually begun to thrust in and out of her, moaning. Elizabeth switched their positions abruptly - after a lengthy time. She cradled his jaw, chortling as he blinked - stunned by her act of using her enhance speed.

She kissed his neck, nibbling on it as she rode each thrust he gave her - moans muffled by his skin. He grunted, leaning on one elbow as he pounded into her without mercy. She moaned - his scent, his taste, his heartbeat - her urges clawed and screamed at her to bite him. She growled, veins sprawled down her cheeks as her tribrid face came forward. Morpheus let out a heavy moan, wrapping an arm around her waist when she tore into his neck, supping his blood down her throat. He pulled her further into his lap, hand straying to her rear, he squeezed it as he groaned deeply "Elizabeth."

She panted - he moaned when she withdrew, - she licked her lips, her back stretched as she swayed. He blinked, mouth out as he gazed at her, admiring her supernatual face. She met his eye, before bringing up her wrist to her lips. He blinked once more, moaning lightly - he was aware that blood sharing was very intimate and personal act for vampires, his heart fluttered as he watched her transfixed. She breathed softly, gazing down at him as she held up her wrist - the wound was quickly healing. He wrapped his palm around her joint, and moved up, clasping his mouth around it. She moaned, arching her back as he drank from her - it was euphoric.

He licked clean her wrist - after he had finished, - his eyes slowly connecting with hers. They met each other lips, and fell back into fucking. They devoured one another's lips, passing their moans between each other as their volume got louder and louder - as their pace grew quicker, rougher, harder, - as their reached towards their climax. He kept her rooted above him, arms encased around her waist as he pounded into her. She twisted and curled his hair between her fingers, as she rode every thrust he gave her, whilst she devoured his lips. Their climax's erupted, sending a whiplash of ecstatic pleasure and delight through them. Morpheus fell on to his back, pulling Elizabeth down with him. She chortled after a second, causing him to smirk, observing as she lifted herself up. She remained sat in his lap - much to his delight.

He caressed her cheek, as he tilted his head, smirk turning smug as his eyes glinted "You bit me, dearest, loveliest Elizabeth."

"You weren't complaining," She chuckled, smirking deviously "sweet Morpheus."

He bared his teeth in a grin, chuckling with her. He stroked her back - she bit her lip, know that he wouldn't stop touching her now, exactly like before, so long ago. He smirked "Blood sharing, is a very...significant and meaningful thing, to vampires." His eyes fluttered, "Is it not?"

Elizabeth smirked, chortling "Yes. I assumed you would appreciate what it conveys, love."

He beamed, smiling as he slowly sat up "Oh, I do. I do." He racked his gaze over her face, as she cradled his jaw in her hand - her other one had already buried its self in his hair, he surpressed a chuckle. "I love you, little dream."

Her smirk fell into a sweet and soft beam, her eyes fluttered, gleaming like stars "I love you too, dearest, loveliest Oneiros." He smiled widened, he liked how she never left any of his names untouched. She brushed her lips against his, giving him a passionate kiss - a kiss he gladly consumed, his hands slid to her thighs before he flipped them over.