#i don't foresee these being 'smut' as such but will likely have adult themes

[heavenbarnes]

Lucky you!

"The Bear" characters x reader

Contains: The Lucky star of Chicagoland. Tales of loving working in a one-time sandwich shop, come gourmet restaurant.

(Some parts may contain explicit references, this blog is 18+)

(Each part will be standalone and focus on a different character. Does not need to be read all together to make sense, you can pick and choose- however, it will be noted which parts pair well together.)

The series [COMING SOON]: You should be so Lucky - Carmen "Carmy" Berzatto x reader Just Lucky, I guess? - Sydney "Syd" Adamu x reader Feeling Lucky? - Marcus Brooks x reader Third time Lucky - Richie Jerimovich x reader I'd rather be Lucky than good - Michael "Mikey" Berzatto x reader

(As each part is standalone, the individual parts will not receive sequels.)

[notalittlebutalottie]

klaroline lazy saturday in bed? I know you don't often write smut but if you coul put something even light one it would be great.

I’m alive and here with a drabble for you! Thank you for your patience! Enjoy!

♥♥♥ KLAROLINE DRABBLE REQUEST #15: Be Lazy With Me♥♥♥ (Adult Themes)

Caroline couldn’t think of a better way to wake up than sprawled out with Klaus’ arms lazily draping across her chest. She sighed contentedly, her eyelids drooping as she curled against his bare body. Their trip to Paris was more than she could have ever dreamed of and they were finally taking the Saturday to rest off their adventurous days at landmarks and museums. Though he had been to every corner of Paris countless times, he obliged to any request or Parisian fantasy of hers. She reserved her thanks for moments like this, trailing her fingers along the grooves and textures of his scarred back before pressing a long kiss to his shoulder. She bit her lip at a particular scar she had herself inflicted when helping him remove a hallucinated white oak stake.

“Mm…if you are done being so perverse, love, I would like to take a trip to the bathroom,” his croaky voice muttered into the silk pillows. Her hand instinctively slapped at his shoulder, a protesting giggle escaping her as she allowed him to untangle from the sheets and her arms.

“Much appreciated.” Klaus wasn’t shy in letting his hand pass over her stomach and along her curves before prying himself from the bed. He was absolutely screwed during their trip, unable to keep his eyes or his hands off of the young vampire.

Caroline amused herself while he was absent by identifying the split ends forming in her hair; she really ought to take the opportunity to be transformed by a Parisian hairdresser. She would jump at the chance to experience the sophisticated styling and extravagant care of the establishment they often passed during their days out. 

It took her a moment to notice Klaus had been lingering at the threshold of the bathroom, watching her intently. Her eyes slowly rose from her poorly kept hair to his lean figure, appreciatively raking up and down every feature of him.

“I was going to suggest we take a morning stroll along the riverbank this morning, but I would much rather make love to you for the next foreseeable hours until you are screaming my name.”

Hearing him talk like that to her was like music to her ears. Who better to provide her with undivided attention than a thousand year old vampire who had seen everything there was to see but wanted her and only her? 

Caroline raised an eyebrow and simply rocked her left leg to the side with a curl of her lips. In return, he flashed a toothy grin before flashing to the edge of the bed and taking his time to kiss along her thighs as he prowled along her intoxicating frame.

Klaus took a pause once his tongue met her most inner thigh, fangs grazing along her pale skin. That small action was enough to have her releasing her own fangs in anticipation. His smirk was felt across her thigh and he soon made haste in crushing his lips against hers, her arms hooking around the back of his neck. She hummed softly into his mouth as he rolled his tongue against hers before a shivering moan took over when he slipped his fingers to tease her centre. She was almost annoyed at how quickly he could draw out her sounds of pleasure.

With a deep chuckle, Klaus pulled his lips from hers. “So, I take it there is no objection to my plans?”

Caroline’s lashes fluttered as she replied, “The only thing I object to is you stopping.”