𝕮𝖗𝖔𝖜𝖑𝖊𝖞 𝖌𝖆𝖜𝖐𝖊𝖉 𝖆𝖙 𝕶𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖎𝖔𝖕𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝕶𝖑𝖆𝖚𝖘 - 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖍𝖔𝖑𝖉𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖔𝖓 𝖙𝖔 𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗'𝖘 𝖊𝖑𝖇𝖔𝖜𝖘, 𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖈𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖔𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖗 𝖋𝖊𝖊𝖙 𝖆𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖇𝖊𝖆𝖒𝖊𝖉 𝖆𝖙 𝖊𝖆𝖈𝖍 𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗. His eyebrow furrowed around the brim of his sunglasses. During the entire time he known - which wasn't a particularly long space of time - the dirty blonde heretic and hybrid, they had been clawing at one another's throats. Yet, now they were grinning from ear to ear, gripping at one another's arms, jumping up and down, looking as if they were on the verge of embracing one another. Crowley wasn't sure if he was bemused or bewildered, he was fully aware the Mikaelson siblings didn't have the best - or by any means normal - relationship from what he had been told by Kalliope herself. Rebekah entered the parlor and frowned at what she saw. She glanced at the demon lounging on the sofa, who was also staring at the peculiar sight, with a furrowed brow, the corners of his lips were curled slightly. Appearing to have a mixture of astonishment and perplexity on his face. She threw another look at her insane siblings, before glancing at the demon again. Only to look at Klaus and Kalliope. She huffed, throwing her hands up, before leaving the room. She'd let Elijah deal with whatever her older sister and brother were going through. 

"Nik and Kal have gone mad!'' She mentioned to her suited brother, as she happened to cross him in the hall.

Elijah frowned at Rebekah, his confused expression burning a hole into her back. His eyebrows narrowed, he turned his head, retracing his sister's steps. And his jaw dropped, his eyes widened. He threw multiple glances between his siblings and Crowley before sighing, closing his eyes. Inhaling a breath, readying himself for whatever reaction he might receive "Niklaus, Kalliope." he licked his lips, trying to find the right words, only to release a sigh. He looked at the flame haired demon "Crowley," the serpent turned his head at the sound of his name, raising his furrowed brow in question "could you enlighten me, please?"

Crowley shrugged his shoulders, blowing out a huff "I would if I could." The demon turned his attention back to the heretic and hybrid - who were hugging one another now, Klaus was rocking them side to side - and tilted his head. At least his life wasn't dull, the serpentine redhead supposed, not that it was dull with Kalliope in it every second of waking hours, - and her siblings for most of it. "I would if I could." he muttered to himself.

Elijah sighed defeatedly, turning his attention back on to his troublesome siblings "If you're done, would one of you be so kind to enlighten me as to why you're so...happy?"

"Katherine's on her death bed." Kalliope sang as Klaus beamed, spinning them around, laughing excitedly. Elijah's jaw dropped as Crowley blinked, raising his eyebrows, the original vampire and demon shared a glance - or Elijah assumed they did, he couldn't quite tell because of the sunglasses the demon wore. Nobody had seen Crowley not wearing them - apart from Kalliope. The two dirty blondes pulled away from one another, beaming "Oh, I could kiss Damon, right now." Klaus nodded in agreement, chuckling as Elijah frowned at the pair. The hybrid was overjoyed, so overjoyed that he nearly missed the grimace on Crowley's face, at the comment his sister had made.

"Katherine's the one who's been running from you for the last five hundred years, right?" the flame haired man questioned with furrowed brow, looking at the siblings "The doppelganger?"

Kalliope turned her body, and nodded her head, smiling at him - a smile that made his heart flutter, he cursed in his head. What was it about Kalliope Mikaelson that made her so profoundly enticing to him? She was doing all sorts of things to him ; body and mind. The demon could stop thinking about her half of the time. Nor, could he stop himself from going through his memories of her. He swore her scent always took hours to leave his nose, even when she vamp-sped away from him. He simply couldn't stop thinking of her or the child in her womb. How his hands twitched, wanting to fondle Kalliope. His wings even ached - wanting to rap themselves around her. He could not tell if the temptations were worse when they were alone together, or when they were in her bed. 

Klaus frowned, raising an eyebrow at his sister "You told him?" He questioned, making it seem like she had done something wrong, something absurd.

Elijah blinked rapidly, tilting his head upwards slightly "And what, pretell are you two going to do with this news of Katerina?"

A smirk instantly crept up Klaus and Kalliope's lips, they shared a villainous glance. Crowley raised his eyebrows, licking his lips - cursing in his head, cursing Kalliope's name. The heretic and hybrid looked towards their older brother, Klaus announced proudly "We're going to pay one last visit to Mystic Falls, once and for all." Kalliope raised her eyebrows, her smirk growing as her eyes shined as he spoke. 

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Despite Elijah's obvious disapproval, Klaus, Kalliope, Rebekah and Crowley - who was a little curious but more so didn't want to be left alone - all piled into the hybrid's vehicle and set course for Mystic Falls. Their journey was filled with a awkward silence - due to the glares Klaus threw Crowley's way, and the bared toothed glowers, and hisses the flame red haired demon sent back. Until Rebekah and Kalliope shared a fed-up scowl before hitting the hybrid simultaneously ; Rebekah jabbed her elbow in their brother's ribs as Kalliope smacked him around the head. Klaus yelped, which caused Crowley to cackle. Only to be poked in the shoulder by the blonde beside him. The serpent grumbled, knocking his knee against the heretic's as Klaus chuckled, only to quieten down at the threat of his sister's glares.

Damon had been more than happy to receive them - he was a little thrown by dark flamed redheaded male in their group and the faint second heartbeat coming from the heretic - much to the disapproval of his friends and ex-girlfriend. Ushering them to have a seat and join in their drink game - celebrating Katherine's demise - as if he hadn't spent month trying to kill them. Rebekah placed her hands on her hips, looking at the inky haired vampire expectantly "Where are you keeping her then, Damon?"

"Stefan's room. You don't wanna know why. Trust me." Jeremy shivered, causing the three originals to narrow their eyebrows. whilst Crowley raised his own.

"Yes." Damon chimed, before leaning forwards, covering the side of his mouth whisper "Steffy's fallen back into her clutches." Klaus laughed, as Kalliope shook her head. Rebekah rolled her eyes, before Elena reluctantly led her up to Stefan's room. Damon sniffed, licking his lips before smirking "So, how is it up there, in the Big Easy." 

Klaus chuckled humorlessly "New Orleans' isn't exactly 'easy' these days.''

Damon raised his eyebrows curiously, smirking lightly "Really? By the way, I've been wondering - well, reminiscing actually. You see, with having to deal with annoying travellers witch bitches and the mess the cure and Silas left behind, strangely enough." the young witch, vampire and two mortals looked at Damon with narrowed brows, as he causally listed the current troubles going on in their lives "There's been moments," the hybrid raised his eyebrows, eyes wide and bright, as the heretic tilted her head "where I've actually found myself...missing you, Klaus." the hybrid chuckled, eyelids falling shut, Damon shifted his gaze to the heretic "Even you, Kalliope, you mad, mutinous..."

Crowley raised his eyebrows, shifting his gaze to Kalliope, who laughed. He found himself growing even more curious by the second. Jeremy, Bonnie and Caroline frowned at Damon, giving him such look that would make one assume he was mad or not completely right in the head. Klaus laughed "I must say, I am flattered. I almost find myself missing you too Damon."

"It must be the end of the world then." Kalliope commented, smirking, making Crowley snort. He cover his lips with his fingers before playfully jabbing them into her side. Causing her to shriek lightly, and hit his shoulder. Which made him chuckle and smirk. Klaus rolled his eyes at the duo, hiding the amused smile that threatened to curl up his lips. Damon raised his brows, curious, glancing towards the hybrid in question "So, why did all of you lot leave, anyway? Out of curiosity, not that we really missed any of you."

Klaus smirked, chuckling as he relaxed into his seat, tilting his head slightly, keeping his eyes on Damon's "Remember Hayley?" the Salvatore nodded "Well after I slept with, she fell pregnant with my child." Damon's eyes went wide as Jeremy, Bonnie and Caroline's eyes widened as their jaws dropped. "We also discovered that my darling sister Kalliope," the heretic rolled her eyes as Klaus nodded at her, with an amused expression on his face "also slept with a stranger during her little wonder through Soho, and she miraculously conceived a child with that - " he waved his hand dismissively at Crowley, as if he was waving off a lowlife servant "- flash bastard."

Crowley glowered at the side of the hybrid's face, darkly as he remarked sarcastically "Love you too, you conceited, grumpy child." 

Kalliope smirked, shaking with laughter as the teenagers and older Salvatore looked between the redheaded and dirty blonde haired males, unsure if they should be prepared for a fight to break out or applaud the daring male sat on Kalliope's left. Damon raised his eyebrows, he didn't know who the dark flame haired man was but he was sure he practically another bloody Mikaelson.

"I might, actually, slowly coming around to the notion, that," Klaus narrowed his eyes at the demon beside his sister, smirking loosely "you might be a good man - or well good enough for my sister, Crowley." Crowley arched his eyebrows as Kalliope gazed at her brother shocked, jaw hanging open. The demon's eyes shifted to the heretic as Klaus observed, smirking slyly. 

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Crowley hung by the doorway, leaning against it as Kalliope shared a rare smile with Rebekah - as she walked past them, going downstairs. She looked at him, he smiled slightly at the dirty blonde, hinting to her that he wasn't going any further but wasn't leaving her alone. Kalliope bowed her head slightly, eyes shining as she sent him a smile - the action made his heart jump. He observed as she turned and strutted towards the bed, swinging her hips. He sighed lowly, it surprised him how easily she could turn him on by the slightest, faintest movement. He was aware that he had truly fallen for the child they'd created, but now, he couldn't help but notice that he wasn't just attracted to Kalliope - there was something more between them. 

"Well, well, well, how the mighty have fallen." Kalliope smirked wickedly, her head arched upwards, staring down at the five hundred year old doppelganger. Who groaned weakly, looking up at the original, her eyes glimpsing at the subtle bump on the blonde's body, she smiled slightly as the heretic sat down "Kalliope Mikaelson."

Her smirk became slyly smug, eyes travelling up and down Katherine's greying body, enjoying how ill and weak she looked "I've waited for this moment for the last three hundred and seventeen years. It's been a long time coming."

Katherine sighed, chuckling weakily "Still bitter about that year in Cadiz?''

Kalliope chuckled sarcastically, snarling lightly "Well, having one's location sold off to Klaus, and in turn getting a dagger shoved in your back. Also spending a hundred and nineteen years in a coffin because of it. Kind of does that to an individual."

"You weren't exactly discreet." Katherine argued "You and Kol never were."

Kalliope exhaled, releasing a hum. How she missed her little brother. His smirk. The devious glint in his eyes. His voice. His hugs. His words of reason. She often wondered what would Kol say about the situation she was in. What would he say about the baby? And what about the serpent she'd conceived it with? She wondered what Crowley and Kol's interactions would have been. Would they have hated one another? Tolerated one another? Or, loved one another? She was certain Kol would love the fact that Crowley wasn't overly fond of Klaus. She smirked "Now, where's the fun in that?"

Katherine chuckled. Her eyes fell on to the original's stomach "It's a shame really," she met Kalliope's eyes "all the trouble your child's going to cause, and I'm going to miss it." 

Kalliope chuckled "Oh, I'm sure the child won't be the only one causing trouble."

Katherine smiled coughing, arching an eyebrow as a mysterious glint shined in her eyes "Yes, I'm certain. It's curious, how will the child of the infamous original heretic and serpent fair in this world?"

Crowley's eyebrows furrowed, as Kalliope frowned puzzled, blinking "Original Serpent? You say it with such...familiarity." she narrowed her eyes "Why is that?"

Katherine smirked, smugly yet weakly, tilting her head "Don't you know?" she weakly gripped the straps of a leather bag, and offered it to the heretic, who slowly took it with a perplexed expression "You'd be surprised by what you find, I certainly was."

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It was Klaus' turn to pay one final visit to Katherine. And instead of waiting around with Rebekah and the mixture of supernatural creatures, Crowley and Kalliope decided to take a turn in the woods right outside the Salvatore boarding house. Laughing and talking with one another. Crowley tilted his head, shooting a curious look at the heretic beside him "Why did you and Kol get daggered in Spain a hundred and nineteen years ago?"

"Kol didn't want to leave, and I didn't wish to leave him. However, Klaus, wasn't going to allow us to remain behind, or disobey his wishes. Mikael wanted Nik dead the most, more so than the rest of us. We were just...fed up of running and being told what to do by Niklaus." Kalliope exhaled brokenly, blinking away a melancholic glimmer in her eyes "I'm aware I sound like a broken record, but, It's always been me and Kol. We've always stood on the outskirts of our siblings' 'always and forever'."

Crowley's expression became somber "I'm sorry." He caressed her arm, his hand falling beside hers, slowly taking a hold of it - when he was sure she was fine with him holding her hand. He arched an eyebrow, gazing at her face as they walked. The day was breaking away and turning into night. The colourless interval was cast over the world, and even in the dull and colourless light the demon found the heretic to be absolutely bewitching "Perhaps, you too could have made a new vow, to wave in their faces."

She chuckled, smiling causing him to do the same, a warm feeling swirling in his chest. She turned her head, to look at him, to find him already looking at her, her eyes shimmered "We really should have."

"The more I hear about your famous brother," he admitted "the more I wish I could have met him."

Kalliope smiled, narrowing her eyes " Kol would like you."

"I'm glad to hear it." he grinned, chuckling. He furrowed his brows when a mischievous expression crossed her face "What?"

"You know, you might just get to meet him one day. Afterall," Kalliope smirked "nobody in my family really remain dead."

He chuckled, grinning "Oh, so I still might have a chance. That's good to know." She chuckled as he bounced his eyebrows "Maybe I'll at least have two originals on my side." Kalliope laughed, gazing at him admiringly. They halted and Crowley turned, smoothly stepping to stand before her, he smiled down at her, cradling her chin "I have no idea where we are going but, I'm really happy that I met you, Kalliope Mikaelson." He half blinked, gazing into her sea-green eyes "And as long as you'll have me, I'm all yours." His hand caressed her stomach causing her to gasp slightly "I have no idea what you're doing to me, but if anyone's going bewitch a demon like me, it's fiitting if it's an original heretic doing so." He leant forwards, kissing Kalliope passionately. 

Kalliope gazed up at the demon breathless, she cradling his cheek "You're one of a kind, Anthony J. Crowley. And I find the only regret I have is this; that our paths didn't cross sooner."

He chuckled, smirking "Yes. But I suspect, you would have only taunted me a lot longer than you done so now. Because, I can't stop thinking of you, and the time we've shared. I want you in every possible way, everywhere."

"Everywhere?" she chuckled, liking the sound of his idea "Well, where would you like to start?"

He smirked, serpentine like, bowing his head. Excitement bubbled up inside him. He could stop himself, his hand stroked the bump on her stomach as his other one slipped from her chin to foam around her body. Enjoying how she froze before relaxing, purring slightly "Here. Now." He licked his lower lip, gazing into her eyes "I hear vampire sex is good, very good. Or, I might just be hooked on you."

She smirked devilishly, stepping closer to him, whispering seductively "I'll show you how good us vampires can be, if you'll show me how good demons can be."

He shivered, smirking wickedly, his began to strangle him. She observed him seductively, feeling herself becoming wet. Their souls and bodies cried out for one another, as their minds taunted and teased one another. He exhaled, declaring in his southern English accent "Don't hold back Kalliope, at all."

Her smirk broadened, head swaying "As you wish." She took his lips in a passionate kiss. He suspired contently, gaspping as she left a trail of kisses and nips along his jaw and neck. He groaned, hissing happily, as his hands foamed her waist, lower back and her behind. She only withdrew to pull off his jacket, he assisted her, staring at her entranced. He gawked lightly as she tore off his vest with her vampiric speed, the buttons flew off, landing over the woodland floor - he found the action sexy, very sexy. She chuckled at his dumbfounded expression - he had asked for it, and she was delivering. She pulled his shirt over his head before taking his lips in hers. Her fingers lost themselves in the short curls on his chest, earning a moan from the demon.

Crowley tugged at the hem of her shirt. She sucked in a breath, after withdrawing from him. He pulled her shirt over her head, hooking an arm around her waist and drew her to him, against him, kissing her lips passionately. She ran her hands down his body, earning a rhythm of murmurs against her lips. He kissed her jaw, nuzzling his face into her neck. She arched her head, smiling, sighing with bliss. He kissed and nipped at her neck, moaning when her palm met his swollen member through his trousers. She hummed, grinding her hips against his. He placed his hands on her hips, gripping at them as he with drew to connect his lips with hers, shoving his body against hers - they were like two pieces of the same puzzle.

 Kalliope slammed him against a tree, and pulled down his trousers and pants, exposing the demon entirely in one singular, blurred flash. Which made Crowley become dazed, barely have the chance to focus on her before he felt the cold early evening breeze against his hot skin. He gazed at the half naked heretic, with wide eyes - behind his sunglasses -  and mouth. Kalliope smirked, slipping down on to her knees before him slowly, seductively "Fuck." He cursed lightly "You're so sexy, Kalliope." 

Her heavenly laughter filled his ears, making him even more enamoured. She pressed her lips to his right hip, as her hand stroked his left one, he bit his lip, watching her. He breathlessly groaned when she took his length in her hand, she tortured him as she innocently worshipped his hips. He moaned, gasped and exhaled as she squeezed him and played with him, until finally she took his member in her mouth. She planted her hands on his hips, gripping at them "Kalliope!" He panted as she licked and licked at his cock, he forced himself to keep his eyes open - he was in heaven - as she swirled her tongue around him. He twitched, moving his hips slightly making her growl against his member, he froze, eyes wide as she pushed his hips further into the tree behind him, beginning to suck on him. Oh, she's evil...demonic and he loved it. He moaned, as he released his load into her mouth, cumming. He watched breathless, as she swallowed it, licking her lips as she met his eyes, standing slowly. He blinked with hooded eyes before pulling her against him.

"Kalliope," he purred, hooking his forefinger under her bra, tucking at it "you're quite the devilish minx, y'know that?"

She chortled, raising her brows "Like it, honey?"

"I love it." He corrected her, kissing her lips, before fumbling with her bra. She giggled when he grew frustrated, unable to unhook it, resorting to ripping it apart "Please don't wear a bra again, ever. They're so annoying."

"Only if your hands become my new one." She teased, making his cheeks grow red before he smirked, chuckling as his hands slithered to her waist, silding her leggings and pants off. Crowley kissed Kalliope deeply with desire, arms rapping around her waist, pulling her closer to him. She blurred them on to the ground, sending the demon on to his back on the ground, he licked his lips, eyes briefly glazing over once he noticed she was staddling him. He gripped at her hip, switching their positions, smirking as he wriggling about between her legs. She licked her lips, humming. Her breath hitched when his palms cupped her breasts "It would be my pleasure, love."

Kalliope laughed, but her laughter turned into a moan when he began to fondle her breasts aimless, observing her curiously as he did so. She gazed at him through hooded eyes, before moaning in surprised when she felt his wet mouth around her right breast. She shivered, hugging her thighs around his waist as he swirled his forked tongue around her nipple "Crowley." She moaned, watching him. He hissed, smirking smugly as she squirmed, he sucked on her nipple as his left hand fondled her left one, his right hand slid down her body, squeezing her waist making her gasp.

"I'm aware you love my tongue. Kalliope." He hissed lowly, flashing the tip of it between his lips after releasing her breast. The original watched intoxicated as he bowed his head, rapping his mouth around her left breast. She moaned. His hands roamed her  torso, lightly caressing her stomach where their uncanny miracle was growing, his fingers danced across her skin, lower and lower. Like waves of water on a beach. Her eyelids fluttered, moaning lightly yet deeply at the same time as he worshipped her. His hands slid down, between her legs and across her inner thighs. Whilst he kissed down her chest and stomach, swirling his tongue over her flesh.

"You're amazing, Crowley." She moaned, keeping her dazed eyes on him. His heart swelled, he lifted his head, meeting her gaze and he smiled, gazing at her - she'd truly bewitched him. He kissed her stomach, pulling her leggings and pants off her body, he chuckled - and couldn't help but feel a sense of pride - as he peeled the fabric away, she was completely dripping wet and utterly beautiful. He gazed at her entirely, hardly able to blink - he wanted to hers, and wanted to her to be his. She looked at him, worry filling her eyes, she inched forward, going to cup his cheek, to ask if he was alright, but she froze when she felt his fingers slip into her entrance. She bit her lip, observing him as he smiled serpentine like, twirling his fingers around inside her, as he squeezed her thigh lightly "You're beyond gorgeous, Kalliope, y'know that?"

"Thank you, honey." She managed to smile, gasping as he thrusted his fingers deeper before pulling out, whilst staying inside her. She raised her eyebrows, giving him a warning look "I'll warn you now, if Nik hears us, he will try harder to kill you."

"And?" He tilted his head, hissing in delight when he felt her tighten around his fingers "So, what?"

"I don't want you dead." Kalliope panted, moaning as she felt herself nearing her release.

Crowley tilted his head, curious - he didn't fear Klaus, the hybrid was a mere child to him. As was Kalliope, Elijah and Rebekah in age. Whilst his knowledge and demonic abilities were greater, as were their strength, speed and power was also greater than his own, he wasn't scared or threatened by them at all. "What will you do if Klaus kills me?" he asked, calmly.

Kalliope moaned, her body trembled however she gave him a determined glare "I'll have Nik's head on a pike, and I'll personally resurrect you and kill you myself."

He chuckled, heart swelling. He couldn't help himself - he leant forward and kissed her deeply, swallowing her moan as she cummed over his fingers. He moaned, bringing his fingers out of her, he cupped her face, deepening their kiss. She kissed him back, rapping her arms around his neck, fingers rooting themselves in his red curls. The demon thrusted his cock into the heretic, earning a loud and hungry moan escape both of their mouths. They stared at each other, noses touching, moans and groans mixing into one as he pounded into her, hard and fast. Kalliope moaned, tugging on his hair, moaning. He hissed, kissing her lips. Moaning as she tightened around him, squeezing him. "Kalliope." He murmured, groaning, observing as she hummed breathless, eyes closing when his released his load, cumming inside her.

"Crow...ley." She moaned with pleasure, focusing her eyes on him as his hands caressed her back, fingers tangling themselves in her soft dirty blonde locks. He smiled softly, gasping when she shoved him on to his back in blur. He chuckled, running a hand down her behind, squeezing her right ass cheek, staring up at her as he sat on the woodland floor, with her in his lap "Fuck me, Kalliope Mikaelson."

She smirked at his demand, wasting no time in beginning to ride him. She rested her hands on his shoulders, riding him harshly, with her vampiric speed. The serpentine demon moaned, enjoying the sight of her on top of him, milking him. He squeezed her ass harshly, hissing and growl. Kalliope yelled with surprise at the action - she loved it. His body trembled, he moaned her name, "Kalliope." he chanted, gripping her bouncing breasts, squeezing them. She gasped, eyes falling shut, she arched her back, chuckling when he slapped her ass "You're so perfect, Crowley."

He roared with pleasure as he cummed, gripping her hips. She panted, swaying in his lap, eyes dark. He kissed her deeply, cradling her cheeks. Sweat coated their bodies, as their scents blanketed one another's skin. She kissed him back passionately, before gazing at him with dark eyes. He nuzzled his nose against hers, the cold frame of his sunglesses touched her hot forehead as he kept as close as he possible could "What is it, love?" He panted, huskily.

"I want more," She nuzzled closer, pushing his sunglesses further on his face "I want more of you, Crowley."

The demon felt his chest warm, his heart swelled. He smiled and kissed her lips, whispering "Get on your hands and knees for me, then, Ms Mikaelson."

Kalliope chuckled amused and excitedly, she kissed his lips before sliding off his lap. A low hiss of disappointment slipped past his lips, making him blush. She laughed, doing as he asked "Anthony." she joked.

Crowley blushed harder, with the thoughts of what he was going to do and the way she said his name. He shook it of, crawling behind her, hands grazing her hips, he looked down at her, licking his lips at the sight of her ass, his cock hardening "Please," he drawled, sexily "call me Crowley." he slammed his member into her entrance from behind her, his hand cupped her behind as his other racked it's self up her back "It is my name. And I love hearing it from your lips."

Kalliope moaned as he pounded into her, squeezing her behind, her eyes fell shut "Harder. Faster. Crowley!" She roared, gasping as he did as he was told, pounding into her, turning animalistic. She dug her fingers into the grass, moaning as he slammed in and out of her, hissing. She was lost, she groaned as his hands groped her chest, stomach and body before slamming her ass. He enjoyed the sounds she made and the way she moved. He groaned when her walls began to squeeze him, he planted a hand on her back, cupping her ass as he began to shove his cock further and further into her "CROWLEY!" She roared loudly, spooking the birds as they both cummed. She panted as he swallowed, pulling out and leaning against her, panting heavily. 

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Klaus tapped his foot impatiently, leaning against his car. A disdainful glare on his face, arms crossed over his chest. Damon observed him from the window, laughing to himself as the hybrid waited for his sister and her lover. Damon hardly knew the man, but he admired - and found it very amusing - that this 'Crowley' had gone away with torturing him simply by existing. Klaus' glare deepened, his eyes practically glowing when Kalliope and Crowley finally appeared in his sight. Their clothes unkempt, their hair messy and dirt sprinkled on their skin. Crowley raised his eyebrows, as Kalliope arched her head, expecting him to lash out. However, he surprised them, grumbling "Get in the car."

They blinked, sharing a look as they did so. Rebekah sent them - more so her sister - a amused smirk as Klaus slammed his car door, glaring at the demon briefly as he started the engine. Rebekah chuckled "Sounded like you had some fun."

Klaus grumbled, rolling his eyes as Kalliope frowned "Were we really loud?"

"Very. From the volume you both made, personally," Rebekah commented "I'm glad I was within in the vicinity of Soho when you conceived my little niece or nephew."

Crowley blushed, chuckling, sharing a look with Kalliope - who smirked lightly. Rebekah smirked at the two, turning her seat, shooting an annoyed look at Klaus - who glared at her. The heretic watched, admiring as the demon grasped the bag they'd left in the car eariler. He curiously, looked through it. He pulled out a photograh and frowned.

"What is it?"

Crowley blinked, jaw dropping, he looked at her puzzled "It's you and me, in the forties."

Kalliope's eyes widened, that was impossible, they'd met before. Not until the week which would have led to the end of the world. She took it out of his hands, when he offered it to her. Gaping down at the picture of her smirking at Crowley, as he grinned serpentine like. Both of them dressed in a forties styled clothing.

"What's wrong?" Rebekah questioned as she and Klaus glanced at them.

Kalliope turned the photograh so they could see. Rebekah's jaw dropped, both her and Klaus' eyes widening at what they saw. Klaus narrowed his eyes, growling the question which ran though all of their minds "What the bloody hell?!"