#Hurt You

[companionjones]

Hurt You

Pairing: Elijah Mikaelson x Fem!Reader

Fandom: The Originals

Summary: Some really rough sex followed by some self-loathing Elijah.

Warnings: Rough smut, self-loathing, cursing

    “Ride my leg.”

    You did so without question.

    At that point, you were naked. Elijah was still fully clothed, yet he had already made you cum once already. It looked like he was about to do so again.

    You moaned his name, stretching out the syllables.

    Before you could finish making that sound, Elijah put a hand over your mouth. “You may not open this again until you’re cumming. Understood?”

    You nodded your head, and continued to ride Elijah’s leg. You were so sensitive that you were already speeding up.

    “Cum, Y/n,” Elijah suddenly asked of you too early. “I said, cum.” He was an Original vampire, he should’ve been able to sense that you weren’t-- “I told you to cum, Y/n.” He was getting more impatient. “I said cum!”

    You had sped up and pressed down harder each time he demanded. It was too much for you. Right as he yelled at you, tears burst from your eyes as your legs shook violently and juices squirted from your cunt.

    Elijah gave you absolutely no time to come down. In a flash, he had you across the room on the bed, and he was naked on top of you as he jack-hammered into your pussy.

    Needless to say, you cried out. More like screamed, honestly. Elijah stared you down from above as he clenched his jaw. Suddenly, he bared his teeth, swooped down, and bit into your neck.

    “Elijah!” you screamed at a high pitch as you came.

    He wasn’t far behind. Elijah came inside you with one final thrust, and he fucked as deep as he could inside you.

    Elijah released your neck. He didn’t look you in the eye as he pulled away from you and used his vampire speed to get a cloth to clean you up. When he did so, it was with a great, almost hesitating carefulness.

    As you watched him walk back from the bathroom to his side of the bed, you softly questioned, “What is it?”

    You got no response. He still wouldn’t look at you.

    “Elijah.”

    All it took was a little pressing.

    His eyes flocked up to meet yours. You saw a minute shake of his head. “I...should not have acted like that.”

    “Elijah--”

    “I could’ve hurt you. For all I know, I did hurt you--”

    “Lovely,” you liked that pet name on him, “Did I use our safe word?”

    He just glared at you.

    You continued, “Did I? Because I don’t remember using it.”

    Still, you got nothing in return.

    You stretched your arm out to him. “Come here.” You easily pushed him down on the bed and under you. “You always worry you get too rough, but I would tell you. You have to believe that by now.”

    Uncertainty shown brightly in his eyes.

    “I want you to say it,” you gently pressed.

    He sighed, “You would tell me if I...if I hurt you?”

    He could barely even say it, you knew in your heart of hearts that he would never be able to do it.

    “Good,” you smiled, “Now, maybe, we can enjoy the rest of our night?”

    Elijah couldn’t help it, he smiled back at you.

    You were playing with Elijah’s hair as you leaned down to capture his lips with your own. You deepened the kiss a little before Elijah realized what you were trying to and moved you off him.

    “I hope you know that you’re insatiable,” he laughed, and you laughed along with him.

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heard you have a constipation kink?

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[staubimherzen]

I don't like the person that I am when I hurt you.

Cause in those moments I desert you.

And I realize I don't deserve you, no I don't deserve you,

But I’m praying on my knees begging that you won't leave me.

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I don't like the person that I'm when I hurt you[...]

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Don't hurt, heal, move on with your life, and don't become like people who hurt you

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[cryingonthefreeway]

But if you call me up, I'm fuckin' you on sight

[pnrmntl]

[dukeoftheblackstar]

ur still gay

That, I indeed am. Probably not gonna change soon, idk man. They said it's permanent.

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[saulwexler]

how to explain to non-americans that the better call saul ads aren’t exaggerated for comedic effect they are super normie

[inkskinned]

she's singing in another room and my dog is asleep at my feet. my grandma asked me why i haven't found a man yet and i laughed. oh, you know. i like my house clean.

my girlfriend is also my man is also "my partner" if i'm in a professional setting. yesterday we went to a ren faire and a man mimed at me - you're together? and at my delighted nod, his baffled, you're gay? made me laugh. a woman with rainbow hair said i love the two of you together. you're both so beautiful it's absurd.

my dad introduced my partner as my "..... friend. or whatever" the other day. he knows we're dating. in the same way, i was never able to get my sister's husband to stop saying that's gay like it's 2008. he still uses the word fa***t, and my sister's defense of him has always been well, he's just kidding.

my lover and i dance to old music in a tiny kitchen. we judge new music together and take food critique very seriously. we watch love is blind before we fall asleep and agree that if they had a queer season, it would be bloody but also make for excellent tv. of fucking course queer people would know someone for only 2 weeks and agree to get married. what are you saying.

at a bar with friends, a man puts his hand on my wrist. got a boyfriend? and yes, i do have a boyfriend, she's amazing. i am texting her while i wander around a gas station named after geese. i am visiting a swing state for a wedding. in the candy aisle i overhear: she's actually like a lesbian it's disgusting. two teenage girls with packaged sandwiches in their hands, giggling. no literally, like. i'm not, like. okay with her being there while we're all, like, naked and changing.

my girlfriend and i tailgate, drink gin and cider out of cups. from the frat group beside us, a man corrects himself with one of his friends: bro, i mean, nonbinary entity, and it makes everyone around him laugh, myself included. he razzes his friend the same way i would have killed for at 19 years old - like nothing happened, he continues: you apply sunscreen like an alien. he does a little sassy (and fairly accurate) dance interpretation of the motion. his friend is laughing so hard they're crying.

i am lucky, i live in a safe neighborhood in a safe state. my masc passenger princess comes up from DC. i drive her for an hour to where all the leaves are a violent arrangement of color. we walk along the trails, letting autumn into our blood. in this part of the state, there's a lot of pickup trucks and trump signs. when we chastely kiss before getting into the car, i accidentally make eye contact with a woman holding her child's wrist. she looks disgusted. she looks fucking pissed.

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it's worth it for this moment, i think. my lover is still humming the same song she's been singing for four days straight and i don't want to kill her for it. her guitar is beside my bed. her toothbrush is in my bathroom. in a few moments i will make us lunch. we are lucky enough to have found each other. it is lucky enough to be in love.