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This is the final chapter for Unobtainable. I had a lot of fun writing it.

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"Alright," Elena gave the door a final kick before exhaling and turning to face him, "let's talk. Start with the elixir."

"I went to Jonas a few weeks before the ritual," Elijah met her flashing eyes. "You had made it very clear you were going to meet Niklaus no matter what happened and I was not about to let you die."

Elena shifted on her heels and blinked at the shelves of books. "Why did you lie? Why did you tell me it was for Katherine?"

"Because," he took small steps across the floor until he was a foot in front of her, "telling you the truth would have made you ask why and if you recall I was attempting to respect your desire to remain human."

"And that just brings up a whole other issue," Elena rolled her eyes.

"I didn't know Elena…"

"Really," she scoffed, "because it seems most of our problems stemmed from the fact that you knew and I didn't."

"Not that," he shook his head. "I didn't know about Katherine or the position the Salvatores put you in. It wasn't until I was leaving the Caribbean that Caroline told me Katerina had been involved with them."

Elena's eyes narrowed when he said her name. She hated the way that name sounded almost as much as she despised the woman it belonged to.

"I want you, Elena," Elijah lifted her chin with his knuckle, "please tell me you've had enough time to figure out what you want."

Elena closed her eyes and chewed her lip.

Elijah inhaled slowly to still the desire he had to pull her lip into his own mouth. He exhaled when her hand landed on his chest and smoothed over the lapel of his jacket.

"I don't want to be a second choice," she murmured quietly. She inhaled slowly and tried to ignore the way his hand shifted to cradle her neck; his thumb on her jaw sent tingles down her spine. "I love you, but…" she paused when she heard his heart skip a beat, "… I don't want to spend my life competing with my doppelganger."

"Competing?" His voice was laced with confused disbelief. "There is no competition Elena."

"I heard her voice," she shook her head sadly. Elena couldn't bring herself to pull away from his hand.

"Yes you did," Elijah nodded. "That was the first I'd heard from her since sealing her in the tomb before the ritual. I don't know how she got hold of my number, and believe me I've been cursing myself every day since for answering the phone."

Elena blinked at his perfectly knotted bow tie while he continued talking.

"I don't want Katerina, Elena," he wanted nothing more than to see her dark eyes, "I want you." His free hand settled over the constellations dancing along her hip. "You are beautiful, intelligent, and kind. You're also exceedingly stubborn, and selfless to a fault. You were willing to die to keep your friends safe. That was the only time I wanted you to be selfish; I would have gladly taken you and run then."

Elena lifted her eyes slowly and felt the air stop in her lungs when she saw the intensity in his gaze.

"I want you because there is no one else like you. I love you, Elena," his hand slid moved from her hip to grasp her fingers on his chest. "Not the woman that came before you. I have been trying to tell you that for the past 15 years, but you are so unbelievably stubborn," his mouth lifted in a fond smile, "that you wouldn't answer the phone. Nobody would tell me where you were either, and I couldn't find you," his fingers traced the skin behind her ear, "apparently the marks only work when you're in danger. Do you know I haven't had an address for Rebekah in nearly two…"

His eyes grew round when she cut off his rambling. Her soft lips moved against his in a gentle kiss. He closed his eyes to savour the feeling of her lips on his. He had been dreaming of her kiss for decades. Not the rough fast kisses they had shared in that alley, but the slow gentle kisses he had wanted to give her.

Finn looked up from where he was greeting Lexa and frowned when he found no sign of his brother or Elena in the ballroom.

"They've been sealed in the library," Kol answered the unasked question with a smirk.

"Has anyone been listening to make sure they're not killing each other?" Finn's question was directed at each member of the family around the room.

"They wouldn't kill each other," Kol assured Lexa. He tilted his head towards the library and strained his ears. He didn't hear anything at first before the soft moan reached his ears. "I don't think anyone wants to hear that."

Elena pulled back when his tongue traced the seam of her lips. Her shallow breaths fanned across his chin. The heady smell of his aftershave and the bourbon he had consumed earlier made her head swim.

Elijah rested his forehead against hers.

"If you ever compel me again," she met his dark eyes, "I'll have Kol dig those daggers out of cold storage so fast you won't know what hit you."

He nodded solemnly before dipping down to brush his lips over her mouth again.

"I'm serious," she murmured against his lips.

"I know," he smiled and kissed along her jaw and nibbled on her ear.

Elena's eyes fluttered shut. She moaned and bit down on her lip to stifle the sound.

Her fingers threaded through his perfectly combed hair making a mess of the dark locks. Her hands slid down to his shoulders and pushed the black jacket from his arms.

"Does this mean you'll finally tell me where you live?" He chuckled when she pulled his tie free and made quick work of his buttons.

"I'll think about it," Elena rolled her eyes. Her laugh turned to a moan when he bit her neck with blunt teeth. She slid his vest and shirt off; her fingers explored the quivering muscles of his chest and abdomen.

"Don't think too long," he spun her around in his arms and moved kissed her shoulder.

Elena turned her head and caught his lips. She drew his bottom lip into her mouth and nibbled. The shiver racing down her spine was a combination of his tongue slipping out to explore her mouth and his fingers drawing the zipper down her back.

She cast her eyes downwards where the stars pooled on the floor. She didn't have much time to stare before he lifted her into his arms and laid her down on the soft sofa.

Elena arched her back when he hovered over her and slid his arm beneath her body to unsnap her bra. The fabric was thrown into a corner of the room before he bent and caught her lips in a slow kiss.

Elijah trailed his hand slowly up and down her smooth side. He kneaded her supple breast and flicked her nipple with his thumb.

She moaned into his mouth.

He kissed along her jaw and down her throat before making his way to her flushed chest. His tongue left a scorching trail across her skin.

Elena knew it had been too long when he sucked her rosy nipple into his mouth and a searing, breathtaking pleasure coursed through her body. It wasn't quite an orgasm, but it was close.

His erection pressed against her centre through the layers of clothes when she rocked her hips up.

She heard him groan when he slid down further and her nails scraped his scalp.

"You're soaking wet," he pressed his hands to the drenched lace.

"Your fault," she rutted against his hand and whimpered when he stilled her hips. "Elijah…" She glared when he smirked and pressed a kiss to her belly button.

"Patience, Elena," his teeth scraped over her skin.

She lifted her hips when he slowly slid the ruined underwear down her shapely legs. She was going to tell him off because it had been fifteen years but it seemed she didn't need to. His cool breath fanned over her dripping center once before he met her lidded eyes and licked her slowly.

Elena threaded her left hand into his short hair. She pinched her aching nipples while his tongue dipped into her soaked pussy and expertly circled her engorged clit. The addition of his dexterous fingers had her climbing towards her orgasm. She threw her arm across her mouth and bit down to stifle her scream while she rocked against his thrusting fingers and tongue.

She sat up when he stood and reached for his belt while he toed off his shoes. She gasped when he bent and pressed a rough kiss to her lips; Elena moaned when she tasted herself on his tongue and made quick work of his belt.

A soft squeal escaped her mouth when pushed her back and positioned himself between her thighs.

For one brief moment Elena forgot they were on a narrow couch; she hooked her leg around his hips and flipped him over. The knowledge that they were not actually in a bed returned when they were airborne.

Elijah grunted when his back hit the floor and the breath was knocked from his lungs. He bit down his smirk when Elena started laughing and sat up. His hand grasped the back of her neck.

"I sincerely hope you're not laughing at me," he tilted his head and arched an eyebrow, "you'll make me start to feel self-conscious."

"Never," Elena swore. She smirked wickedly before sliding a hand down his chest and steadying his throbbing cock. She tossed her head back and moaned when she sank down. She relished the feeling of being stretched to the limit before beginning to rock her hips slowly up and down.

Elijah's hands slid slowly up and down her sides as she rode him. His lidded eyes flickered from her bouncing breasts to the writhing veins beneath her red rimmed eyes. He brought his hands up to knead her breasts and tweaked her nipples.

Elena gasped when she was pushed back onto the floor and stared up at him. Her hands roamed his back as he snapped his hips faster and faster against her body. She arched her back as the coil tightened in her abdomen and tightened her legs around his waist. The addition of his thumb against her sensitive clit and his fangs piercing her smooth neck pushed her over the edge.

When the white noise faded away she kissed him soundly and groaned when she licked the leftover blood from his mouth. Elena ran her hand slowly down his right arm while licking and kissing his neck. Her fangs broke skin when her thumb brushed over the looping letters over his wrist.

Elijah's heart stuttered as he stilled and spilled his warm seed into her pliant body. He shifted to lie beside her and ran his hand slowly down her flat stomach.

Elena licked her lips and moaned as he manipulated her clit and brought her over the edge again.

She rolled onto her side and slung her arm over his chest. Her eyes drifted shut when he wrapped his arm around her body and pressed kisses into her mussed hair; the once sleek up do was a complete mess.

"So," Elijah ran his fingers through her hair to remove the pins, "where did we land on the address?"

"I think you've got it," she rolled her eyes, "your siblings did seal us in here. So for the foreseeable future it seems that I live in this library."

"Well, then," Elijah smirked, "we'll just have to christen every surface."

Elena laughed when he sat her on the edge of the desk.

"They wouldn't leave us in here forever," Elena quirked an eyebrow.

"Of course not," Elijah rained kisses down on her face, "eventually Niklaus will demand they open the door so we stop defiling his study."

Elijah had been correct. They had been left to their own devices only until the music stopped and guests were shown out before Klaus had blown.

They had heard him in the hall when Kol and Lexa approached the door. Elena snatched Elijah's discarded shirt when the door opened. It seemed the act was in vain though because the moment Klaus stormed inside Elijah had picked her up and flashed upstairs into the shower.

They were not seen again for three days, but they were heard.

"Can I drive you home?" Kol tucked Lexa's hand into the crook of his arm and pulled a set of keys from his pocket.

"I think you'll have to," she smirked, "since I have no idea where I am."

Lexa knew she should have watched to see where they were but her eyes kept darting to his profile in the blue light from the console. She blinked when he slowed down at Elena's street.

"I'm not sure where to go from here, darling."

She gave him quick directions and blinked in surprise when he pulled up outside her Brooklyn duplex a few moments later. She was searching through her clutch for the keys when he pulled open the door and offered her a hand.

She cursed when her shoe caught in the layers of silk and laughed when he lifted her from the car and set her on her feet just outside the door to the building. She teetered dangerously on her heels and braced her hands on his shoulders.

When she felt steady enough she lifted her gaze and felt the breath leave her lungs. Warmth spread through her under his hands that had settled on her hips. She blinked quickly; her eyes flickering from his dark eyes to his parted lips.

What little breath she managed to draw in was stolen when he pressed his lips to hers in a gentle kiss that made her dizzy with desire. Electricity raced through her body and caused her muscles to melt.

Kol tightened his arms around her waist to feel her closer and keep himself grounded. He had to remind himself they were exposed on the street when her warm hand slipped around his back and dipped under his shirt.

He pulled back and laid his forehead against hers. He took a moment to catch his breath and could tell she was doing the same. Several moments later he opened his eyes to find hers still closed. He lifted his hand to gently stroke the pretty flush across her face.

Her knees weakened when she opened her eyes and caught the heavy emotion in his eyes. She blinked in confusion when he stepped back and carefully removed her hand from under his shirt.

Kol kissed her knuckles and exhaled slowly. He had to summon every ounce of self-control not to pin her to the red bricks and take her there on the street.

"I should go," he ran his thumb over her palm before releasing her hand and backing up.

"Why?" Lexa cocked an eyebrow. She caught his sleeve and tilted her head.

"Madam?" He held his hand over his heart and gasped dramatically. "Whatever will the neighbors say when they see you bringing a strange man home?"

"Hmm," she pursed her lips and pretended to consider, "she's not gay?" She couldn't hold her serious expression when he shook with laughter.

"Seriously," Kol squeezed her hand.

"Seriously," she giggled, "what century do you think this is?"

Kol's eyes widened comically as he leaned down to whisper. "It is still the 21st century right? I have to ask… I have gone to sleep in one and woken in another."

"That's not going to happen again is it?" Lexa swallowed nervously.

"No, darling," he shook his head and smiled, "I took care of that little problem a few decades back."

"Good," she nodded before turning around and unlocking the door. She paused inside the door and glanced over her shoulder. "Are you coming in?"

"Is that an invitation, little witch?" Kol braced his hand on the door frame and stared down into her glittering emerald eyes. He lifted his foot over her threshold when she nodded once.

The door had barely clicked shut before he pulled her into his arms and laid a line of kisses across her cheek to her ear.

"Remind me to inform you of the danger in inviting vampires into your home later, darling," his breath tickled her throat.

"I'll try to remember," she flipped the lock on the door. Walking backwards they left a trail of fabric along the floor and across the stairs on the path to her bedroom.

"Okay," Caroline pulled a mug of warm blood from the microwave, "I get that they're making up for lost time and what not…" she hummed appreciatively when the blood entered her system, "… but it's been three days."

Klaus rolled his eyes when he heard the loud moaning coming from upstairs.

"Do you think they're ever going to come out?" she leaned against the counter.

"Eventually," Klaus wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her cheek, "they'll have to come out for fresh blood at some point."

Rebekah leaned against the door frame and rolled her eyes. "How many times do we have to tell you two 'not in the kitchen'?"

"We're not doing anything," Caroline laughed.

"Really," Jeremy stepped down into the kitchen and leaned against the table, "then where's your bra?"

"It's right…" Caroline trailed off when she realized the fabric was gone. Turning her head to the right she reached around and smacked Klaus' side when he held up the blue lace. "When did you do that?" She snatched the fabric and tucked it under her arm.

"Strapless is much easier to remove, love," he chuckled when she glared.

"Really, Klaus," Elena rolled her eyes when she stepped around Finn into the kitchen, "not in the kitchen."

"This from the woman emerging from a three day marathon in my brother's shirt," he chuckled and tightened his arm around Caroline's waist.

"It's not like I have clothes here," Elena rolled her eyes. She couldn't stop the smile when Elijah wrapped his arms around her from behind and whispered against her ear.

"We'll have to remedy that as soon as possible," he kissed her temple.

"In the meantime," Caroline snickered, "you can borrow something of mine."

"I happen to adore her in this ensemble," Elijah rested his head on her shoulder.

"You would," Rebekah rolled her eyes, "but I doubt the general public will. Do you have Lexa's number, Elena?"

"Yeah why?" Elena tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Because Kol left his phone and none of us have seen a sign of him since he left to drive her home," Rebekah pulled a bag of blood from the fridge.

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