(Author note: Hello everyone- to keep it short, You can skip this chapter- there is only a bit of plot relevance in this chapter, and It can be skipped cause I'll explain it in the next chapter, in a couple sentences.
For those who are reading, I hope you guys enjoy reading the chapter.
Do tell me if you found my writing good or not- I'm very much inexperienced in this.)
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Lucien arrived at his bedroom door, pausing for just a moment before turning around to close and lock it with deliberate care.
The soft click of the lock engaging seemed unusually loud in the quiet room. He leaned back against the solid wood, exhaling a slow breath as his eyes finally took in the sight before him.
Katherine lay sprawled across his massive bed, her dark hair fanning out against the pillows in artful disarray.
She'd shed her dinner attire, leaving only black lace undergarments that contrasted starkly against her olive skin.
One leg was bent at the knee, the other extended languidly across the Egyptian cotton sheets.
The warm light from bedside lamps illuminated the countless paintings adorning his walls - all works from his own hand.
The Mikaelson family captured in various moments: Elijah's dignified form, Rebekah's rare genuine smile, Kol's mischievous grin, Klaus's contemplative gaze, alongside various other drawings including them Lucien himself and friends.
Above them all, spanning the center of the ceiling, was his masterpiece - a sprawling mural that Katherine had caught him working on countless nights.
The painting united figures who had never stood together in reality: the Mikaelsons alongside the Winchesters, featuring also Stefan, Elena, Jeremy, Bobby and Trevor.
All of them together as one complete family.
One of Lucien's greatest desires.
"Someone's excited," Katherine purred. Her lips curved into that familiar smile - the one barely anyone could resist.
Lucien's eyes widened momentarily as he took in the scene, before his expression settled into a slow, appreciative smile.
The Force allowed him to sense her anticipation, her desire - a warm current that had been building between them for years, now reaching its breaking point.
"You have no idea," he replied, his voice deeper than usual as he pushed himself away from the door and moved toward the bed.
Katherine's gaze flicked upward to the ceiling mural, her smile turning playful. "You know, I appreciate your artistic talent, Lulu, but I'm not sure how I feel about your mother looking down on us like this."
She stretched languorously against the sheets. "I doubt she'd approve."
Lucien approached the bed with unhurried confidence, his fingers working the buttons of his shirt. He shrugged it off and tossed it carelessly aside, revealing the lean, defined physique that years of hunting had sculpted.
He crawled over Katherine with deliberate slowness, his body hovering above hers without touching, close enough that she could feel his warmth.
"Don't worry about them," he murmured, nodding briefly toward the ceiling. "By the end of this, the only thing you'll be able to focus on is me."
A beat of silence followed his words. Then Katherine's lips twitched, and they both dissolved into soft laughter.
"Oh, love," Katherine managed between chuckles, reaching up to trace his jawline with one perfectly manicured finger. "We're definitely going to need to work on your bedroom talk. That was terrible."
Lucien didn't seem offended in the slightest. His smile widened as he captured her wandering hand, pressing a kiss to her palm. "Practice makes perfect," he replied with a casual shrug that belied the intensity in his eyes.
He lowered his head to the curve where her neck met her shoulder, his lips brushing against her skin as he spoke. "And I plan on getting a lot of practice." His voice had dropped to a whisper that sent a visible shiver through Katherine's body.
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Her teasing smile faded as his lips began exploring the column of her throat, her head tilting back instinctively to grant him better access. Her fingers threaded through his hair, neither guiding nor restraining - simply wanting to touch him.
"I've been waiting for this, for so long, you have no idea." she breathed, her usual composure beginning to slip. "For you."
"Oh, really?" Lucien asked her with a smirk as he shifted his weight, pressing his body more firmly against hers.
"Mhmm." she responded as she held back a moan, as his kisses went further.
His lips moved against her neck, tracing a path of teasing kisses from her collarbone to the sensitive spot just below her ear.
Katherine arched into him instinctively, a soft moan escaping her lips as his teeth grazed her skin.
"Did you have wet dreams of me? Did you finger yourself, while thinking of me and call out my name as you came?" Lucien asked, his breath hot against her ear.
"Oh-" she began, her tone breather than intended "Please" trying to not be outdone.
"Like you-" She didn't even have to finish the sentence before she felt his teeth grazing against her earlobe, a sharp nip that had her gasping and arching into him.
But she wasn't about to let him have all the power. Not when they both knew she could give as good as she got.
"-didn't jerk off to me, when you went through-" she continued, breathing a bit heavier, "puberty,"
She nipped at his throat. "Tell me, Lulu," she breathed, her voice a seductive purr. "How many times did you imagine me here with you? How many times did you stroke yourself, dreaming of my hands on your body, my mouth on your skin? Making sure to control yourself for your 'training.'"
She could feel him growing harder against her thigh through his pants, his breath coming faster as her words stoked his lust.
"Did you think about me on my knees?" she continued, putting her hand on his back, her fingers beginning to slide lower, teasing at the waistband of his trousers. "About the things I could do to you with my mouth, my tongue?"
She leaned in closer, her lips brushing against his ear as she spoke. "Or maybe you thought about bending me over your desk, pulling my skirt up and taking me from behind while I begged for more?"
She could feel him trembling against her, his control slipping with each filthy word that fell from her lips.
"Come on, Lucien," she purred, her hand sliding inside his trousers to stroke him through his boxers. "Tell me all the naughty things you've imagined doing to me. Let me hear how much you've wanted me, how long you've craved my touch."
She nipped at his earlobe again, a little harder this time, a little more possessive. "Don't be shy now. I want to hear everything."
Lucien raised his head up, to look down at her with a smirk playing on his lips. His face was flushed, his eyes dark with lust as he took in the sight of her beneath him.
"Damn you're tease," he muttered, his voice rough.
She knew she had him right where she wanted him - teetering on the edge of control, ready to let go and fall headfirst into the abyss of pleasure she promised.
So she did what any clever woman would do - she pushed him over the edge.
Her hand slid from his hair to his face, cupping his cheek as she pulled him back down into a hungry kiss.
She poured every ounce of her desire into that kiss, every bit of the hunger that had been building between them for so long.
She nipped at his bottom lip, her tongue sliding into his mouth to tangle with his own.
Her other hand continued stroking him through his boxers until he was groaning into her mouth, his hips rocking against her touch in a desperate plea for more.
The moment their lips broke apart, Lucien's hand grabbed her bra. With one sharp tug, the fabric tore, straps snapping as he ripped it away and tossed it aside.
Katherine gasped, arching up into the sudden exposure, her nipples pebbling in the cool air - only for his heated mouth to immediately claim one, sucking hard enough to wring a moan from her throat.
His other hand slid between her thighs, fingers curling into the waistband of her panties before tearing them clean off in one motion. The shred of lace hit the floor as Lucien dragged his palm up her bare skin, spreading her open with a rough, possessive stroke.
"Waited long enough," he growled against her breast, teeth grazing her nipple. His fingers dipped lower, finding her already slick, and he groaned at the wetness coating his hand.
"Fuck, you're soaked. How long have you been aching like this?" Katherine's laugh dissolved into a whimper as his fingers circled her clit, teasing just shy of the pressure she needed.
"Too long," she panted. "Since - oh - before dinner." Lucien's mouth crashed back onto hers, swallowing her moans as he pushed two fingers deep inside, crooking them just right to make her hips jerk.
His thumb kept working her clit, relentless, as he fucked her with his hand, her slick coating his skin. "You won't have to wait anymore," he muttered against her lips, pulling back just enough to watch her face twist with pleasure.
"Tonight, I'm going to ruin you."
Katherine suddenly moved in a blur of vampiric speed, flipping their positions- Lucien allowing her rather than resisitng.
She straddled his hips, her flushed face alight with satisfaction as she looked down at him. "Now, now, Lulu," she purred, fingers already working at his belt.
"What kind of worshipper would I be if I left my beloved god needy?" His trousers and boxers were gone in an instant, shoved down just enough for his cock to spring free - hard, thick, already leaking.
Katherine bit her lip at the sight, a husked laugh escaping her as she wrapped her fingers around him. "Mmm, perfect," she murmured, thumb swiping over the head to spread the glistening wetness.
"It's gotten even thicker than a year ago." She leaned down, pink tongue flicking out to trace the length of him in one teasing stroke.
Lucien's hips jerked upward with a sharp exhale, but she pinned him down with a hand on his abdomen, chuckling darkly. "Patience, love. Let me taste you properly." Her lips parted, taking just the tip into her mouth as she swirled her tongue around the crown, savoring the salt of him.
Then, with deliberate slowness, she sank lower, hollowing her cheeks as she worked him deeper - until his cock hit the back of her throat, and his groan tore through the room.
She continued to suck him off, as Lucien had his hand in her hair, beginning to buck up his hips, thrusting harder and harder into her mouth, Katherine moaning in pleasure, the harder he goes, till he feels himself getting close.
Lucien's suddenly, In a blur of his own, wrenches himself from her mouth, flipping her onto her stomach and pressing her into the mattress.
His hands grip her hips, lifting her ass up as he positioned himself behind her, his cock glistening, hungry. "I'm going to fuck you now, Katerina," he growled against her ear, the heat of his breath sending a shudder down her spine. "I'm going to make you feel the greatest feeling in your entire life."
Without warning, he slammed into her in one brutal stroke, burying himself to the hilt. Katherine's cry was muffled into the sheets, her fingers twisting in the fabric as he set a ruthless pace - deep, hard, each thrust forcing another gasped moan from her lips.
His palm cracked against her ass, the sharp sting only fueling her keening sounds. "More," she choked out, arching back against him. "Please, I-ve y-u!"
Lucien snarled, wrapping an arm under her breasts and yanking her flush against his chest. His teeth grazed her neck as his other hand groped her, fingers pinching a stiff nipple. "Say it again," he demanded, voice rough with need.
"I love you," she gasped, writhing against him. "I'm yours - always - ohgod-!" He drove into her harder, his breath hot on her skin.
"And I love you," he rasped, the words thick with possession. "Every fucking inch of you." Her body clenched around him, pleasure spiraling as his hips snapped against hers.
Suddenly, the faint click of the lock disengaging pierced through the haze of passion. Lucien's neck turned as his eyes flicked towards the door, brows furrowing, confused, and irritated.
Wondering who it is, and how they are possibily daring to unlock his lock with their abilities.
He stretched his senses and sensed who it was. His eyes going wide.
Elena.
'What the hell is she-' Lucien began thinking as he thrust a particularly powerful, confused and angry thrust in Katherine.
"Ah!" she moaned.
'-Doing?' Thought Lucien to himself.
He sensed how she was... trying to enter?
Trying to get through magical barriers without disturbing them, and without letting him know.
'Let's just see what our dear little sister is up to,' Thought Lucien as he made the magic walls allow her entry without making it obvious- making her think it was her own work.
The door creaked open slowly, and Elena slipped inside, her form invisible to the naked eye.
Lucien could sense her, though - her racing heart, her quickened breaths, the turbulent mix of emotions swirling within her.
His back remained turned to her as he continued his relentless pace, thrusting into Katherine with deep, powerful strokes.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Katherine's cries filled the room, her body writhing beneath him in ecstasy.
For a long, long moment, Elena was just... standing there. Watching.
The he became aware of her footsteps, her growing closer, sensing her pausing, leaning against the wall to watch from the side.
He could feel Elena's focus on Katherine's face- like looking into a mirror, but one experiencing alone what she wanted to experience with her.
Lucien's eyes widened, as he became aware of Elena's hand unconsciously going into her own pants and begin... touching herself?
Lucien's control over himself - having wanted to enjoy it for longer - for a second faltered in surprise, as Katherine's grip on him suddenly tighteend, and he with a powerful growl came inside her, causing Katherine to cum alongside him, her moans filling the entire room, drowning out Elena's hidden ones.
Elena herself stood transfixed, murmering continiously something Lucien couldn't quite get "-ounered One, Hono-, -ne,"
He and Katherine fell forward, towards the bed, both of them panting heavily, Lucien still inside her, holding her from behind, when he finally turned his questioning gaze towards where Elena stood- locking eyes with her, causing her to freeze, her breath to hitch, and her fingers to stop.
For a long moment there was only silence, till Lucien looked away.
Elena though was extremely embarressed, having understood he saw her and was sparing her, her dignity.
Things were clear for Elena.
Go.
With haste, she ran out of the room, and closed it behind her.
"Do you think she enjoyed the show?" Katherine from under him suddenly asked, turning her face slightly towards him with a playful smirk.
"You knew?" Lucien asked with a raised eyebrow, as he pulled out of her.
Katherine let out a slight sigh of protest, as she then scoffed. "Of course I knew. I sensed her too. No matter how much Kol teases- I'm not going to stand there and let Stefan be the stronger Champion. I'm your Champion too, remember?"
"Mhmm." Was Lucien's only response as he had a contemplative look on his face.
Katherine began turning under him to face him, wrapping her shoulders around his neck, and her legs around his waist, pulling him further down, till he was fully on top of her, her breasts pressing against his chest.
"What's got you thinking so deeply. Surely you're not confused why she came to watch? She's been obsessed with you since 13, and hasn't stopped thinking about you since she finally hit her romance age."
"No... I'm just confused on what she was murmering. I couldn't make it out in our... moment." Lucien told her.
"Well, think about that later, I still haven't had enough of you," Katherine said as she raised and kissed him.
And so they continued.
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(Author note: Hello everyone! I hope you all enjoyed the chapter.
Since I didn't wish to have the ones who don't read the smut chapter, have no chapter. I'm releasing this alongside another chapter.
So, Double chapter!
Hope you guys enjoy that. Well, I hope to see you all later,
Bye!)