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[r-memberme]

you're safe | k.m

⎯⎯"You're safe," he whispers. "You hear me, darling? No one will touch you. Nothing will take you. Not while I breathe."

warnings: nightmare, panic attack

The nightmare comes like a flood, sweeping her under before she even knows she is drowning.

It starts in shadow, a slow suffocation, something vast and formless pressing against her chest. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and something metallic—blood? The sound of whispers slither through the dark, too many voices speaking over one another, a chorus of the dead, of the forgotten, of things she swore she buried long ago.

Then comes the light. Blinding, cruel. It sears through her vision, and when the world sharpens, she sees hands. Familiar hands. Clawing at the dirt, reaching for her, pleading. A voice, raw with agony, calls her name. And then another. And another.

She cannot save them. She tries. God, she tries. But the harder she fights, the faster they slip away, vanishing into the void like smoke through her fingers.

And then she is running. Feet pounding against cold stone, breath sharp, shallow. The walls of the world close in, pressing tighter, tighter, until she can no longer move, no longer scream, no longer—

She wakes.

The first thing he notices is the silence—an unnatural, suffocating thing, pressing down on the walls of the room, thick as tar. Then comes the sound, so small at first he almost dismisses it as the house breathing. But no. It's her.

The moment he sees her, he knows.

She is awake, but not truly here. Wild-eyed and untethered, trembling in the dark, as though she has been wrenched from the maw of some unspeakable horror and left adrift in its wake. Her breath hitches in sharp, uneven gasps, her hands twisting into the sheets as if she might anchor herself to the fabric, to the earth, to anything at all. But she is slipping. Fast.

Klaus moves before he thinks, a predator’s instinct sharpened to something softer, something aching. His voice is low, careful, shaped like the kind of quiet one uses to soothe a wounded animal.

"Sweetheart."

She flinches.

Not at his voice—never at his voice—but at the weight of the world pressing in, unseen things still clawing at the edges of her mind. Her lips part, but no words come. Just breath, just panic, just the deep and shattering terror that refuses to loosen its grip.

He kneels before her. He does not touch her yet, though every part of him aches to. Instead, he watches her, drinking her in as if she might disappear if he blinks. "You need to breathe," he murmurs, steady but firm, his voice a tether in the dark. "In for four, love. Hold. Out for four. Again. With me."

She tries. Fails. Tries again. And oh, it is agony, the way her body resists its own salvation, the way she fights to surface from whatever abyss has stolen her away. But he is patient. He waits, murmuring to her in that lilt of his, voice like honey-dark velvet, coaxing her out of the ruin of her own mind.

Minutes pass—long, slow, aching things—before she finally stirs, her gaze finding his, glassy and wide, filled with something fragile.

He sees the moment recognition takes hold. The way she sags, exhausted, into the space between them.

Klaus catches her before she can fold in on herself, one hand sliding beneath her jaw, tilting her face toward him. There is something reverent in the way he touches her, as though she is something holy, something precious, something his own.

"You're safe," he whispers. "You hear me, darling? No one will touch you. Nothing will take you. Not while I breathe."

Her hands fist into his shirt, gripping tight. And there it is—the first sign of return, of life, of her claiming something solid in the chaos. His name leaves her lips, barely a whisper, barely anything at all, but it is enough.

He gathers her close, pressing his lips against her hair, against the heat of her temple, murmuring promises that she will not remember in the morning but that he will keep nonetheless.

The nightmare may have its claws in her still, but Klaus Mikaelson will burn the world before he lets it take her again.

thank you to anon for this req<3

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[girlkisser13]

diet mountain dew

"you’re no good for me" "but baby, i want you, i want you, i want you"

pairings: klaus mikaelson x human fem!reader

warnings/tags: smut (18+), blood kink, blood sharing, unprotected sex (practice safe sex guys), creampie, needy klaus.

summary: you let klaus feed on you.

you'd expected him to be hungry. you just hadn't realized how ravenous he was, nor what drinking blood did to him.

"f-fuck, ah— c-careful," you gasped.

your voice echoed in the empty room, and his pleasurable grunts echoed with it. it was so dark that you could barely see a thing. you winced, again, from the strange new sensations surging through your body.

"ah— c-careful, klaus, please" you squeaked, it was the only sound that could escape your throat as he clamped your shoulder in his jaw. your neck was soaked, smeared in spit and blood, a leftover gift from when he had searched for the safest spot to drink.

he'd settled on the spot between your collarbone and neck, and there his teeth had sunk in.

with his fangs pierced right down to the bone and his lips bruising your skin, he continued to carefully suck your blood out and into his mouth. it felt like heaven, warm and wet sliding down his throat. to you it was a confusing mix of pleasure and pain.

"a-ah... is—is it, okay?" you whimpered.

klaus let out a low moan in response.

you couldn't move. you were clamped in his jaw, the jaw of a predator designed to keep its prey still, and his body was pinning yours to the cold wood of the floor.

to any passerby you would have looked terrifying. his body was obscured in the dark, appearing as just a hulking, bloody shadow, merging and distorting the outline of your own form; the visage of a monster in the night, consuming the body of a frightened human.

but that wasn't how you saw it. no, you were in the thralls of absolute delight.

one of his hands were on your waist, his fingers carefully drawing you up until you were held taut beneath his body, and the other hand was feverishly groping your tits.

he had torn your dress to feed and then tore a little further, leaving your skin bare right down to your ribs. he was squeezing, stroking, his thumb desperately massaging your nipple. he wanted to hear your whimpers, your soft jolts when he overstimulated that sensitive spot.

you felt him sink down between your legs, his hardened bulge thick and round as it nudged at your bare thigh. he was softly grinding it up against your panties.

you'd never do this, never. this wasn't like you at all. but you were doing it now.

you were mewled as he dry-humped your little body.

your breath was ragged, the soft puffs of condensation from your lips turned a ghostly white by the pale light.

feeding had always been a euphoric experience for him. but now, with you, it had become a full body orgasmic experience, feeding every positive stimulus in his brain and body.

every nerve in his body was on fire in the best way. his body was pulsing, pumping. his arms were covered in goosebumps, his dark hair standing on end, and his cock was painfully erect beneath his pants.

he needed relief. he needed more.

"mmm... mmm," his muffled groans got louder as he continued to feed.

his conscious brain was fighting those deep, vampiric urges, the need to indulge in pleasure no matter the consequences, but his subconcious was primal.

if he had his way he'd drain everything, slowly, all while pumping between your legs into your pretty little cunt, but he couldn't allow that.

you were a sweet, naïve thing, you'd just let him take you up here. your whimpers were heaven, but your softness was too pure for him to fully ruin.

so he forced himself to break a part from you.

he withdrew his fangs and pulled back, revealing the purple, bruised skin of your shoulder. he licked the wound clean before forcing himself away.

"please, please, if you—if you give me your wrist, i—i'll be done, and—"

klaus paused to pant, his lips still stained red. you watched your own blood drip down his chin.

"and, if i could... have you, in another way, it may help to, calm my urges" he said, his voice husky and dark. you watched his eyes glimmer a bright gold. "may i have you?"

"yes," you instinctively blurted, he lunged forward and kissed you. his lips were hard, rough, and you could taste the metallic sting of blood on them. when he pulled back he looked overjoyed.

"good. good. come here, love," he ordered.

you jolted as he dragged your body forward. he carefully tore a hole through your dress and panties with his bare hands.

you shuddered as the cold air hit your bare and slick-coated pussy, but klaus didn't leave you bare for long.

he roughly manhandled you onto the ground before stripping out his suit, allowing his already erect cock to fall down hard on your clit. the sight caused a small, surprised noise to escape your throat, one that he relished.

he was slow, deliberately distracting you with his cock as he raised your wrist to his mouth. he kept you captivated as he carefully slid it inch by inch down your swollen clit, letting you feel every inch.

the pleasure of sinking both his teeth and his cock into you at once was enough to make him physically shake.

with a soft grunt he penetrated both.

your words were turned to gibberish as he pushed his cock in deep, until his pelvis was perfectly squished up against you. the moment your blood hit his throat he started to pump.

you were inside him, and he was inside you. on that filthy, cold floor, you were his.

he started to push his cock in tandem with his teeth.

as his fangs gently shifted beneath the skin, as his lips sucked and bruised, his fat cock gently slipped in and out of your cunt. for such a furious feeder he was a surprisingly gentle lover.

he was terrifyingly strong, that much was clear up close. he bent your thighs until they ached, his fingers digging into the soft flesh as he held you in place, and with each push you could feel the power he was holding back.

you felt him pumping, drawing out your precious blood while his cock ravaged you from inside. each delicious slip, each pulsing throb, every time you felt his cock twitching for attention against your creamy walls, it was unbearable.

you were whining, your heavy breathes producing less and less ghostly condensation. klaus was panting furiously with each thrust, his breath condensing like smoke as he huffed through his curled nose. he was lost in the pleasure, the urge, the need.

and between the tightness, the heat, the copious oozing slick squelching and pooling around his bare skin and dripping off his balls as they smacked against your ass, mixed with the sound of you whining and the fresh blood in his body, he couldn't last any longer.

with a single, muffled groan, klaus came inside of you. his blue eyes rolled back and his body began to buck, smacking your hips until they went numb.

just as he felt your hot blood filling his mouth you felt his thick seed pooling and squishing its way into your cunt, filling every available space. it started to seep out as he continued to hump your limp body, now hanging in sweat, hot pearly strings between his pelvis and your inner thighs.

he pumped inside you until he was utterly spent, his own head now hazy and light, and at last he released you. your wrist fell limp to the floor.

klaus coyly wiped his mouth on the back of his wrist before brushing your forehead. "are—are you alright?"

the relief he felt when you shakily nodded was unmatched.

"thank you," he murmured, his fingers lingering on your cheek. "you were... delicious."

[klaus-littlestwolf]

I Will Always Protect You-Alpha!Klaus M.

This is a High School, All Human AU

Y/n has been on suppressants all her life and isn’t interested in finding her Alpha. When she accidentally ends up without them and discovers who her Alpha is almost immediately, will she be able to deal with it? Can Klaus be the Alpha she needs? Can he help her through her trauma and convince her to let him in? After all of her trauma thanks to Alphas all her life she is scared to give him a chance but Klaus is determined to be a better Alpha than his father was and he is determined to never let anything hurt his Omega ever again.

Warning: Mentions of past SA, mentions of being in a psychiatric facility, wrong medications taken, Slight Daddy kink

Most Omegas would tell you that there’s a lot of things that suck about being an Omega, however in Y/n’s opinion the absolute worst thing, was the side-effects of the suppressants. For her the cramps were the worst, though she also got horrible migraines during the time that would be her heat and the one thing that was a universal symptom? They effect your sense of smell.

The suppressants keep your heat away and suppress your scent so that people assume you are a Beta. It makes it impossible for an Alpha to find their Omega, but they also make it impossible for an Omega to find their Alpha. Eventually every Omega needed to gamble with stopping the medication and finding their Alpha, though Y/n didn’t have any current plans of doing that.

In her experience all Alphas were monsters. Her father hadn’t been her mothers mate, he had been an asshole that decided to take what he wanted and her mother ended up pregnant. It had ruined her mother. She ended up in and out of psych wards while her parents raised Y/n and to this day she is in a psychiatric facility and Y/n’s grandparents take care of her. They were pretty hands off for the most part, living their own retired lives and while she was happy for them she got lonely a lot.

Secretly she did dream of what it could be like. Meeting her Alpha and him being a nice guy, the kind of Alpha that worships his Omega, is a possessive, protective, loving man that never wants her out of his sight. But of course that’s not how life works, and that’s not how most Alphas are in her experience. Alphas are assholes, they’re cocky bullies that think they’re stronger and better than everyone else-they’re always jocks, and they live for having cute Omegas throw themselves at them.

That wouldn’t be her. She would never be the Omega that stops taking her suppressants. Well…at least not on purpose she wouldn’t.

Y/n didn’t notice anything wrong until 3rd period. She was feeling surprisingly well which was strange, usually after taking her medication she didn’t start feeling better from the cramps and achyness until after lunch but today she was doing great. In retrospect that should have been a sign.

After 3rd period she noticed that everyone in the hallway was staring at her, some of them in surprise and some of them clearly trying to flirt with her which was disturbing. As she got to her locker she felt her phone vibrating in her pocket and pulled it out to see that it was her grandma calling which was strange. She never called during school, in fact she was dead set against phone use in school where you should be learning and so she answered it, worry settling in her stomach.

‘Hello? Gram? Is everything alright?’ She asked, shoving her books into her bag and pausing, waiting to see if she needed to grab her bag and leave for some emergency.

‘Honey, are you okay? How are you feeling?!’ She asked, clearly worried and that just confused Y/n even more.

‘Yeah, actually I feel great. What’s going on?’

‘Well, your grandfather seems to have accidentally switched the medications last night. He poured the new bottle of Tylenol into your suppressant bottle on the counter and poured your new suppressants into his Tylenol bottle. You feel great because you took Tylenol this morning and not your suppressants. Your grandfather however did take one of them and he is in the ER right now. He’s okay!’ She rushed the last part out before Y/n started worrying. ‘He’s just having some issues with a migraine and some severe hormone spikes…they are a bit worried about his blood pressure but they said it’s most likely fine. He’s getting some medications in an IV, can you get yourself home? I can come and get you if-‘

‘No! No, stay with him. I’m coming to the hospital, I’ll be there as soon as I can in an Uber. I’ll see you soon.’ She sighed, hanging up and rushing to grab the books she would need, shoving them into her backpack and running to the stairs.

She had just gotten down to the ground floor when she nearly ran directly into Marcel. The football team had a game tonight so the whole team got to wear their jerseys and they always spent those days being the biggest assholes possible though Y/n had absolutely no time for it today.

‘Woah! Y/n, you smell amazing! I never would have guessed!’ He smirked, stepping closer as 6 of his team mates looked her over and took in her scent curiously. ‘Definitely wouldn’t have pegged you for the type to come to school like this.’ She rolled her eyes, trying to take a step around him but he stepped in front of her quickly. ‘You know, we have a game tonight. What do you say you come and wear my jacket, I would love to have you as my sweet Omega cheerleader tonight.’

‘No thank you, excuse me. I’m leaving-‘ she finally got around him only for Lucien to grab ahold of her waist and pull her close with a cocky smile. The feel of his hand on her made her excited, her body wanting to get closer against her will.

‘It’s alright, no one is willing to cheer for his losing ass. He’s right though, you would be the cutest little cheerleader. I’ll even pick you up, why don’t you give me your number and-‘

‘I’m sorry, I really have to go.’ As she turned this time it was Damon in her face with that bitchy smirk she had seen a million times, Trevor was behind him and the Alpha smells seemed to hit her all at once, her head spinning as she backed away, hitting a wall and whining. ‘Please stop…’ she whimpered, overwhelmed with their scents and surrounded by Alphas that any other day she would hate but today seemed intriguing.

The dizziness overwhelmed her and she slid down the wall onto her butt, trying to clear the foggy feeling in her head. ‘Let us help you. You can come to lunch with us, I’m sure eating something will make you feel better.’ Damon told her, kneeling in front of her and taking her hand.

‘Yeah, just let us help you-‘

‘Get Away From Her!’ A loud growl suddenly roared out and all of the Alphas jumped back and stepped away quickly. She moved to stand up though it didn’t happen, as she nearly tripped over her own feet, looking up to see a pair of beautiful blue eyes in front of her.

Klaus Mikaelson was crouched down in front of her with a worried look on his face and suddenly there was only one scent…only one smell in the whole world that she ever wanted to smell again. Pine trees and a rainy forest on a cloudy day. It smelled fresh and clean, all of the Alpha musk being gone and her head clearing slowly.

‘Are you alright? Come on, let’s get you out of here.’ He took her bag and lifted her back to her feet.

‘Klaus, bro, we didn’t know.’ Marcel mumbled, suddenly quiet as they all were. They knew they had fucked up. Flirting with an Omega was fine, though overwhelming them until they can’t think straight was typically frowned upon. Flirting with the Omega of an Alpha you know, God forbid one you’re friends with, that was a big no-no.

‘Yeah man, we would never-‘

‘Get the fuck away from me.’ He hissed, pulling his jacket from his shoulders and helping Y/n to pull it on.

‘Come on man-‘

‘Marcel, you have that college scout coming to see you play at next weeks game, don’t you? Well if you don’t get everyone out of here right now I will ensure I never pass the ball to you the entire game and I will make sure Enzo and Kai help me after this fucking bullshit!’

The threat, it seemed, was immediately enough as Marcel grabbed Damon and Lucien, shoving them away. ‘Let’s go!’ He shouted at the rest of them, not looking back as they hurried off down the hallway.

‘Are you alright now? Still light headed?’ He worried but she shook her head.

‘I’m okay…thank you.’

‘Of course. I will always protect you…are you leaving?’ He asked, holding up her bag and she nodded, finally seeming to think again.

‘Yes! Fuck! I have to go!’ She realized, making her way towards the doors with Klaus still beside her, his arm holding her waist and keeping her against him, still worried she would fall again.

‘What’s wrong? Are you not happy? I mean, you wanted to find me, right?’ He wondered, now worried that maybe that wasn’t his Omegas intention after all.

‘No! No, my medicine got switched, turns out I took Tylenol today and my grandpa took my suppressants, he’s in the hospital.’

‘Oh my God! Is he okay? Do you need me to take you there?’ Klaus offered, genuinely seeming worried which gave her a happy feeling in her chest but she shook her head.

‘No, I’m um-I’m getting an Uber-‘

‘No. An Uber will take forever and I’m not risking you getting an asshole Alpha driving you around. Come on, my car is this way.’ He pointed, taking her hand and leading her to the Range Rover, opening her door, helping her in and putting her bag in the back before closing her door, running around to his side. ‘What did they say, what’s wrong with him?’ He asked as he drove out of the parking lot and turned towards the hospital.

‘He has a migraine and his hormones are everywhere but my grandma said they’re worried about his blood pressure…I should have noticed! Why didn’t I pay attention, I didn’t even look!’ As she sat in Klaus’ car she finally had a moment to think and it wasn’t helping her at all.

‘It’s not your fault Y/n, it was an accident. He didn’t notice either, they probably looked similar if they got switched in the first place. He’s going to be okay.’ Klaus reached out, taking her hand in his again and lacing their fingers together.

‘Thank you…for everything, I-I don’t know what would have happened if you hadn’t been there.’

‘Enzo or Kai would have done the same thing, you would have been fine. They’re assholes but they wouldn’t hurt you, it’s like a game to them to date the pretty new Omega whenever there’s a new student or someone stops the suppressants. Not all of us are dicks though.’ Y/n immediately thought back to her mother and how she had warned her against Alphas her whole life, how she had terrified her of Alphas when she was a small child and she had been wary ever since. She knew there were good Alphas out there and for the first time in her life she actually found herself hoping that her Alpha would be one of those, because he really seemed to be.

‘I know that…my experiences have just been less than ideal.’ He looked over at her as he stopped at a red light and he could feel her fear in his chest. Klaus hated it immediately.

‘What happened?’ He found himself actually asking, squeezing her hand as she looked at him. ‘I can’t promise you that I will always be perfect, but I can promise that I will never leave you. I’ve been hoping to find you since the day I presented, I promised myself I would be so much better than my asshole father and mother who find their joy in cheating on each other…I want to make you happy…tell me you’ll let me try?’

Y/n could feel his honesty, and she could feel how desperate he was. For the first time in her life she realized that she wanted to trust someone. ‘My father isn’t my mothers Alpha.’ She admitted, Klaus’ face falling as he understood what she meant immediately. ‘She apparently had a breakdown after finding out she was pregnant. My grandparents got custody of me when I was a toddler once they found out we were living in her car…I don’t remember that much, just bits and pieces. She was in and out of different psych wards all the time. She’s in a hospital now, she’s been there for the last 4 years.’ Klaus was horrified. The idea that an Alpha could do that to an Omega, one that’s not theirs, to hurt them just for the fun of it and destroy their lives. He never wanted to let Y/n out of his sight again. ‘I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have told you th-‘

‘No! No, I’m glad you did…I’m so sorry that you had to go through that, that your mother had to…I will never let anyone hurt you Y/n. I will do everything I can to be the Alpha that you need.’ She didn’t say anything back, she just moved to lean over the center console and rest her head on his shoulder. He kissed her head gently, and they sat there in silence for the next 3 minutes until he pulled in at the ER, parking the car quickly and running in with her, stopping in the waiting room before she turned around.

‘I don’t want to go alone…what if he’s…what if he’s not okay?’ She choked, tears finally falling and Klaus stepped forward quickly and pulled her to his chest. He held her as he walked up to the front desk.

‘Hello, we’re here to see a patient here, what’s his name, love?’ Klaus asked and Y/n was both a little surprised and relieved that he didn’t refer to her as “Omega” like many Alphas do in public.

‘Arthur Harrison. He’s my grandfather.’

‘Okay. He’s in room 8, it’s down the hall to the right. I’m sorry sir but it’s only family in the room, you’ll have to wait in the waiting area.’ She said and Klaus tightened his grip on her waist, not wanting to leave her.

‘No, he’s um, he’s my Alpha so he is family.’ Y/n insisted, not waiting for a response before she walked down the hall, pulling him along with his hand tightly in hers. She hesitated outside the room and Klaus moved to peek into the doorway, seeing her grandparents talking quietly before smiling at her and pushing her gently towards the doorway.

‘Oh honey! Thank God you’re here, I was about to call the school when you didn’t answer your phone!’ Her grandmother said, standing up and moving to hug her tightly.

‘Sorry, it’s in my bag and it’s still on silent cause of school…are you okay?’ Y/n asked, looking at her grandfather with tears in her eyes prompting him to sit up, gesturing her to come and hug him which she did. ‘I’m so sorry! I should have looked at the medications closer, I didn’t even-‘

‘None of that! It’s not your fault hun, you didn’t do anything wrong! I’m the one who fucked it up. I’m so sorry, are you alright? Please tell me you got out of school before anything happened?’ He was clearly worried, holding her hands tightly as he waited for an answer, her grandmother back in her chair now looking at her too.

‘I’m okay. There was a few assholes when I was leaving that kind of cornered me-‘

‘What?! I’ll kill them! I swear to God-‘

‘No, it’s okay, I…my Alpha saved me.’ She admitted and they both looked at her, clearly surprised. ‘He drove me here when I told him what happened, he-‘ she looked back to the door, standing up and moving to the door quickly when she didn’t see him, immediately scared that he had left. He was leaning against the wall and clearly waiting for her. ‘What are you doing?’ She laughed, taking his hand and pulling him into the room.

‘I didn’t want to disturb you. Hello, I’m so glad to see that you’re alright sir, she was very worried.’

‘I’m sure. It was very nice of you to bring her here. I’m Arthur.’ The older man greeted him, holding his hand out to shake which Klaus did promptly.

‘I’m Klaus. It’s a pleasure to meet you, sir.’

‘Alright, no more of that “sir” crap, kid. You call me Arthur, I have a feeling we’ll be seeing a lot more of you…if you hurt my little girl I will kill you, you hear?’ He nodded quickly.

‘I understand. I would rather die than hurt her, the thought turns my stomach.’

‘That’s good to know…what happened at the school? She minimizes things, thinks we can’t handle ‘em but I want the truth.’ He insisted, his eyes hard as he waited for him to respond.

‘Grandpa, I told you-‘

‘I’m asking him.’ Klaus looked back at Y/n who looked embarrassed but he couldn’t lie.

‘It was a group of Alphas from the football team. They were just flirting, they do it all the time. Make an Omega flustered, flirt with her and see which one can get her to come to the game wearing his jacket that night. It’s usually harmless, the Omegas at school know what they’re getting into but they overwhelmed her very quickly. I assume it was also the first thing she was really smelling and it was 6 Alphas in her face all at once.’ Her grandfather didn’t look happy with the idea of those boys picking on his granddaughter but there was one thing bothering him more at that moment.

‘Those jackets anything like the one she’s wearing right now?’ He asked, Klaus looking at Y/n and realizing what he was thinking right away.

‘Grandpa!’

‘It’s okay, love. Yes, that’s my football jacket. I’ve never participated in that shit, it’s only 6 of them that find it entertaining. I gave her my jacket after I realized what was going on, I thought it would help if she only smelled me before I got them to leave.’

‘How did you do that? Most Alphas I know don’t get chased off easily.’

Klaus shook his head. ‘Not usually. They realized she was my Omega and they apologized to me, tried to make it seem like no big deal. I just reminded one of them that has a college scout coming to the game next week and that I’m the one who decides if he catches any passes all night and whether he looks amazing or like an idiot. They left pretty quickly after that.’ A moment of silence passed before the old man began laughing. He was laughing so hard it actually concerned them for a moment until he calmed down.

‘Good job son. I like you. You’re welcome in our home whenever you’d like.’

‘Th-Thank you sir-Arthur! I appreciate it. Oh!’ Klaus chuckled as he was hugged by Y/n’s grandmother as soon as he turned around.

‘You’re a good boy. It’s nice to have a good Alpha around our girl…you protect our girl, do you hear me?’ She whispered the last part forcefully with her hands holding his face and he did hear her, loud and clear.

‘With my life ma’am.’ He swore before she pulled away, squeezing his cheeks and making him blush.

‘It is really nice to have a good Alpha.’ Y/n smiled, holding his hand from where she sat on the end of the hospital bed. ‘So when can you get out of here?’

‘Oh, they want to keep me overnight to make sure there’s no more side effects. Bein’ a buncha’ worry warts in my opinion. But you kids should get outta here, no use in you bein’ cooped up in this hospital too!’ He insisted.

‘Are you sure? I’m happy to stay and hang out with you-‘

‘Actually…’ Klaus spoke up, knowing her grandpa doesn’t want her staying here and deciding to just go for it and ask her out. ‘I’ve got a few hours but I have a game tonight and um…well, you’re already wearing my jacket so do you think maybe you’d like to come? I don’t know how much you like football but you can sit with my friends Omegas on the sidelines and I can take you to dinner afterwards…if you’d like to, you don’t have to-‘ Y/n cut him off quickly, standing up and pressing her lips against his.

‘That sounds like fun…are you okay with that? I don’t know how long you’re staying.’ Y/n spoke to her grandma who was grinning like an idiot.

‘I will probably just stay here tonight, you go! Go enjoy the game and have fun! You make sure she gets home alright.’

‘Yes ma’am.’ Klaus turned to Y/n after she hugged them goodbye. ‘If we leave early we can bring them some dinner from somewhere.’ Klaus proposed and Y/n smiled, pecking his lips again quickly, adoring how sweet he was to think about her grandparents in such a way.

‘Would you like some dinner from that diner down the street? I’ll get your favorites, bring you some things you need from home?’ She offered which seemed to bring her grandmother some sense of relief.

‘Please? My glasses and my yarn bag, make sure my needles are in it as well as my Patterson novel from the table please?’

‘Okay, do you need anything?’ She asked her grandpa who nodded.

‘Bring me my book from my table. And make sure you switch the pills back so this doesn’t happen again and so you have your suppressants back.’

‘I will do that. We’ll be back in a few hours with dinner.’ She promised before taking Klaus’ hand and walking out of there and back out to his car.

‘Are you going to start taking them again?’ Klaus asked as she directed him to her house which was only a few streets over from the hospital.

‘Honestly I hadn’t even thought about it…it’s a comfort to know that other Alphas don’t know that I’m an Omega.’ She told him and he understood but he didn’t want her to take them anymore.

‘I would never let anyone hurt you, you know that, right? You’re mine now, my Omega, my little Bunny. I will never let another Alpha anywhere near you! Never!’ He insisted as he parked the car and hopped out to make his way around to her side. ‘No!’ He shouted as she opened her door. ‘Shut it! Shut the door!’ He demanded and she looked confused as she closed the car door just for him to open it. ‘I help you out of the car, it’s my job. Like how I pump the gas, my little Bunny doesn’t pump gas. I would literally rather you leave my car on E and I have to go to the gas station first thing in the morning rather than knowing that you went to a gas station and put gas in the car. Gas stations are dangerous, you will never be in one unless you’re waiting in the passenger seat like a little Princess.’ He swore and she couldn’t help but giggle as he lifted her out now carrying her in his arms to the front door before putting her down and letting her unlock it.

‘I have to get their stuff but I know you are gonna have to get ready at home so we can grab everything here and go back to your house so you can take your time and get ready before we get them dinner. I’ll call in the order so it’ll be ready when we get there.’ Klaus nodded, grabbing the book from what he assumed was her grandfathers table and handing it to her as she packed it into her grandmas bag.

‘Sounds good.’

‘Then I was thinking…maybe, if you wanted…you could pack a bag and stay here after the game tonight? I don’t want to be alone…and I wanna snuggle.’ He looked down at her surprised before smiling excitedly.

‘That sounds like so much fun. I would love to have a sleepover with you.’ He told her, his hands finding her waist and pulling her to his body to kiss him. Y/n lifted her arms and wrapped them around his neck, pulling him closer. His hands slowly moved down from her hips to her butt, squeezing her firm ass and enjoying the moan that he drew from her. Y/n pushed Klaus backwards, dropping into the recliner as his legs hit it, his eyes widening as she climbed onto his lap and straddled him. ‘Y/n, you know don’t have to-‘ she cut him off, kissing him once again, trailing her lips down his jaw to his neck until she found his scent gland and promptly wrapped her lips around it. The growl that came from his throat was so loud she briefly considered if the neighbors had heard it. ‘My God Bunny! Fuck! Spent all your life never thinking you’d have an Alpha, now you’re a needy, horny little slut aren’t you? All mine, my pretty Omega slut!’

‘Yes…yours…’ she mumbled against his neck. ‘Can I?’ She mumbled.

‘Aww, my little Bunny doesn’t want me going out again until I have her mark on me, hmm? I’ve got myself a jealous little mate, haven’t I?’

‘No!’ She hissed as she pulled away, Klaus’ hand snatching the back of her neck, his claws sinking into her flesh and making her whimper as he yanked her back.

‘I don’t like liars Bunny. I don’t care if your jealous, honestly it’s hot. You can be a possessive, jealous, needy little whore all day every day, but don’t you fucking lie about it! Got it?’

‘Yes.’ She continued whimpering.

‘Yes what?’

‘Yes Daddy!’ His grip on her neck eased up as he heard what she had said and her eyes flew open as she realized what she had said. ‘Alpha! Alpha-I’m sorry! I didn’t mean it!’

Klaus’ eyes darken as he looks up at her, his hand snatching her throat tightly and shoving her back, pinning her onto the carpet, his hips pushing as hard into her as he could to keep her legs apart around his waist. She could feel his hard cock pressed against his jeans and she whines, desperate to see if it’s as big as it feels. ‘I’m going to let that lie go because I know you’re embarrassed but that’s the only time, do you understand?’ He asked and she nodded promptly. ‘No more embarrassment, okay? We will enjoy each others kinks together. If you want to call me Daddy, then I will be Daddy for my precious little Bunny. Daddy already wants to take care of you so it’s perfect…say it.’

‘Daddy…’ she muttered out a whisper.

‘Oh come on Bunny, you can do better than that. I’m not letting you go to the game, or to my house with my siblings around without my mark on you, so Daddy is gonna sink my fangs into this perfect little neck of yours…what do you think about that?’

‘Yes! Yes, please Daddy?! Please mark me?! Want everyone to know that I’m yours…you want it too?’ she questioned, blushing cheeks making Klaus smile. He loved it when she was a blushy little thing.

‘Damn right I do. I’m not going to that game unless I have your mark on my neck too…Perfect little girl for her Alpha. Waited for me like a good girl all these years…my good girl.’ As Klaus leaned back down she bore her throat to him, giving him a victorious feeling as the only Alpha his Omega will ever bare her throat for. He knows that for Y/n this is something very special and she already knows that she wants him. ‘I’m the luckiest Alpha in the world.’ He mumbled before sinking his fangs into her perfect, soft skin right over her scent gland. He sunk his teeth as deeply as he could and though he hated her pain filled whimper, he knew he would cherish this moment forever. After another moment he pulled his fangs back, grabbing onto her thighs that were around his waist and sitting up on his knees with her on top of him. He held her up, hands massaging her ass and producing a filthy moan before she leaned close and dug her sharp little fangs into his scent gland making him grunt. ‘Sharp little fuckin’ fangs, precious Bunny…’ he hissed, allowing her to sit like that for as long as she wanted which was about 5 minutes.

When marking their mate they inject venom into the bite so that the mark never fully heals, also injecting their scent that will linger for several days to a week. Alphas venom is strong smelling and so they don’t have to inject very much into the bite, Betas are the same, Omegas however are not. Their venom has their scent but it is slight and therefore they need to inject a larger amount of venom until their mate carries their scent. Klaus would have happily sat there for an hour if that’s what his Omega needed to mark him properly.

She eventually began taking her nails through his hair and scratching his scalp roughly. It was fucking delicious and he couldn’t keep his moans in if he tried (which he didn’t). ‘So good Omega, make your Alpha feel so good.’ He rumbled, her fangs receding from his flesh before she pressed her lips to his roughly.

‘My Alpha is so good to me, so patient. Letting me mark you up so good. Thank you Alpha.’ She praised and he pecked her lips once more before lifting her up and setting her onto the recliner. ‘Wait, I should get-‘

‘You sit down and let Alpha take care of you.’ He told her before standing up straight and falling forward as his head spun. Y/n was quick, catching him and easing him down onto the chair which she thanked God was there or she definitely would have dropped him. She needed to inject him with much more venom than he did her and dizziness is often a side effect for several minutes at least.

‘Now you sit and let me pamper you.’ She giggled, hopping up and making her way to the kitchen where she got him a juice box and 2 of her grandmothers freshly baked cookies. ‘Drink Daddy, it’ll make you feel better.’ He groaned, pulling her to his side and feeding her a bite of the cookie before eating it himself and moaning at the wonderful taste. ‘Yeah, my grandma can bake! Don’t worry, marking is the only time I will insist on babying you, every other moment is all yours.’ She giggled, kissing his nose sweetly before hopping up. ‘You eat those, I’m gonna get my grandpa some clean clothes and change for the game. I’ll be right back. Don’t get up until the dizziness is gone. You could hurt yourself and then you won’t be playing in any game.’

He rolled his eyes but nodded none the less. ‘Okay Bunny, I’ll wait right here.’ And he did just that. She was upstairs for about 20 minutes before coming back down in a pair of tight red jeans and a tight long sleeved black top that she had cutely painted his number on. ‘Are you ready to go?’

‘Are you?’ She asked, giggling before he stood and took the bag from her, making to move to his car.

‘Let’s go Omega!’ With that he led her out of the house and to his car where he took her to his home instead, taking his time to get ready for his game.

Klaus held his Omegas hand tightly in the crowd of people, not willing to lose her here as they walked onto the field and down the side to where the team sat on the sidelines.

‘Are you sure I should be on the field? I don’t want to cause a problem or-‘

‘You wont, I promise. You are going to stay with Enzo and Kai’s Omegas beside the team. Coach lets them stay there so they don’t have to be alone in the bleachers. I don’t want you up there.’ He told her, walking passed his team mates and over to a bench with 2 other girls and 2 players in their uniforms.

‘Hey Klaus! You made it, we were worried! Heard what happened earlier, everything okay?’ One of the guys asked, everyone now paying attention as Klaus greeted the 2 team mates with some kind of handshake.

‘Yeah, all good. I don’t want them anywhere near her, but we’re okay. It’s alright if she joins you girls, right?’ He asked and the Omegas both smiled excitedly.

‘Of course! We’re always happy to have another friend to keep warm with on the bench.’ One of them joked, both laughing though Y/n could see they were bundled up as it got colder, the sun setting quickly now.

‘I didn’t even consider that. Oh fuck, it’s gonna be cold!’ She laughed though she was concerned as Klaus kissed the side of her head.

‘Don’t worry love, I came prepared.’ He spoke, opening his bag as the girls sat on the bench. ‘This is Bonnie and Vicky and their Alphas, Enzo and Kai. They’re my best friends, you’ll see them a lot.’

‘It’s nice to meet you. Glad there’s some guys on the team that aren’t complete assholes. It’s great to meet some mated Omegas too, most of them are uh…’

‘Sluts. The word you’re looking for is sluts.’ Vicky laughed, pointing down the fence to see several girls practically naked and flirting with Marcel and Lucien hard.

‘I was trying to be nicer but yeah, that’s the word.’ She chuckled before Vicky and Bonnie led her to the bench.

‘We have some blankets here that you can share, we always snuggle up here while they play. You’re gonna be here from now on, right?’ Bonnie asked and Y/n looked back to see Klaus looking up with a hopeful face making her smile.

‘As long as everything is cool with my grandparents then yeah, and I’m sure they won’t mind me coming to the games.’ Klaus leaned down to where she sat with the girls now, kissing her cheek before pulling a thick blanket from his bag and handing it to her.

‘This will keep you plenty warm, I promise. If anyone gives you any trouble you go to the Coach, he won’t let anyone bother you girls. Wish me luck.’

‘Not that you need it but good luck. You’re gonna do great Daddy.’ She whispered the last bit in his ear before kissing him. ‘Be careful.’

‘Always.’ He assured her before running back to his team.

‘It’s nice to see Klaus have someone. His parents have never come to any of his games since he started playing in Sophomore year. His brother has come a few times with Rebekah but he’s in college now.’

‘Yeah, Elijah is crazy busy with school. His parents are assholes though, fuck them. I’ll be here every game from now on.’ She assured them, pulling the blanket up and around herself as the temperature dropped.

‘That’s what we like to hear! He’s such a sweetheart, he deserves an Omega all his own.’ She agreed, knowing that her Alpha was good and deserved to be happy.

As the night went on the girls wrapped the blankets around each other, huddling up to keep warm. ‘Having another person makes all the difference with the cold.’

‘I can tell, I’m going to keep a pillow in Klaus’ car to sit on, this bench is cold as fuck on my ass.’ Y/n joked, Bonnie and Vicky giggling but also both agreeing.

By the end of the night they had won and Y/n knew that she had made her Alpha blush more than once with her cheering for him. She promised herself to be here from now on as he clearly loved having someone there, promising to bring her grandparents one day too. They would be happy to cheer for him and her grandfather would love to see high school football.

‘Did you have a good time at least?’ He asked as they turned into her driveway after getting a late dinner, ready to go in and relax after the long day they’d had.

‘It was fun, yeah! I’ll be more prepared next week.’ He looked over at her, his eyes excited with the idea that she will come to his games from now on.

‘I’m happy to hear that. I loved having you there with me, though your cheering was very loud.’

‘Oh, you loved it.’ She teased, allowing him the time to get out and walk around to her door to lift her out.

‘I really did.’ He smiled, carrying his bag with them into the house and locking the door behind them as Y/n texted her grandma to tell her she was home safely. ‘I’m gonna make sure the back door is locked.’ He told her as she began climbing the stairs.

‘It is! It’s always locked Klaus, we-okay. Whatever helps you sleep.’ She rolled her eyes but appreciated his double checking as she walked up the stairs and into her bedroom. She fixed her nest quickly, not wanting it to look too messy before grabbing her pajamas and changing quickly into the shorts and tank top. When Klaus walked up the stairs she was waiting in her nest and he couldn’t help but smile as he shut the door, taking in the scent of her and himself, noticing his jacket was hanging at the end of the bed.

‘I’ve never been in a nest before…it looks really comfy.’ He told her, sliding off his shoes and stripping his clothes down to his boxers before crawling in.

‘Better not have. No other nest you should ever be in.’ She grumbled, nuzzling close to him and pressing her lips to his jaw teasingly.

‘Never want anyone else.’ He swore, taking hold of her hips and pulling her close.

That is how the couple spent every night from then on. Klaus practically moved in with his Omega to get away from his horrible parents, happy to get to sleep in a comfortable nest every single night and to have family who supports him more than just his brother and sister.

They were together until they left for college together, Klaus meeting Y/n’s mother before they left and making as good an impression as he could on the traumatized woman. He proposed to Y/n that very night and they got married during their second year of college. Klaus never had to worry about his Omega second guessing their relationship again after that, she was all his and he would be all hers for the rest of their eternity together.

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Abandoned Part 13

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12

Klaus Mikaelson x Fem!Reader:

After her friends and boyfriend continuously leave her in danger and abandon every plan she makes for them the Originals slowly mend her breaking heart. The gang’s enemies become her friends with her and they don’t know how to feel about it. The last straw is walking in and seeing her boyfriend cheating on her and she runs to the ones who always care for her. What will the gang do when they lose something irreplaceable?

I know that this has been a long time coming and I can only hope that it lives up to what you expected! I have questions do you want redemption for anyone? Caroline? Bonnie? Stefan? (Those are the main three that I can think of, or do you want them to also be dragged down with Elena and Damon? Do you wnat to see Alaric betray Y/N?)

Y/N & Klaus:

Y/N woke up with thumping in her head from all the drinking and fun Kat, Kai and she had. She let out a small whine looking around and noting she was in Klaus’ bed but not 100% certain how she got there. Flashes of the night before coming to her mind as she slowly began to wake. She was remembering the talking and joking with everyone and Y/N couldn’t help the fond smile that came to her lips. 

She remembered a light feeling filling her chest as she realized this is what it felt like to have a family. It was a feeling that she hadn’t felt since her brother and it made her feel emotional, burying her head further into the warmth of Klaus’ bed. She felt emotionally exhausted, she had been through so much in so little time she didn’t really know what to do with herself.

Y/N licked her lips feeling the dryness in her throat from the night of laughing, drinking, singing. The ding from her phone notifies her that she just received a message. She let out a loud groan making Klaus chuckle. She blindly looked for her phone and on the screen she saw a notification from Alaric. 

Can we meet? I want to talk about everything. Ric.

She had no idea what this meeting could be about but she was going to be cautious because as much as Ric is a father to her he is also Damon’s best friend. She didn’t want to be guilted back… she didn’t want to sever another tie. She couldn’t help the distrust she felt towards Alaric, he was Elena’s guardian and Damon’s best friend… she knew that no matter what he would always do what’s best for them and as much as she hated herself for thinking it she knew that she would never be able to trust him again.

Y/N didn’t want to have to get up and deal with this. She sighed as she felt Klaus’ finger trailing up and down her back and she sighed in contentment. She knew that the fun and laughter wouldn’t last forever, but she was hoping for more than just one day.

“Come on Love, we both know you can’t hide from this. It’s better to deal with it now than later.” Klaus softly encouraged her and she groaned in response knowing that he was right, but it didn’t mean that she wanted to deal with it. The thought of burying herself under a mountain of blankets or running away seemed to be a lot more appealing than actually having to face it.

“Can’t we just hide away for the day and pretend that everything is fine and I can nurse my hangover.” Y/N grumbled receiving another chuckle from Klaus and she knew he was grinning at her and she pinched his side making him yelp in surprise making her grin up at him. This is where she wanted to be and stay, in his warmth and she knew that it was too soon after Damon and she wasn’t looking to start anything new yet, but she just wanted to stop time and stay here with Klaus.

“You are a dangerous little thing.” Klaus growls and starts to tickle her resulting in her trying to push and kick him away as she shrieks. Klaus' chest filled with warmth at her smiling face and shrieks of laughter, this is where she was always meant to be with him… and sometimes under him!

“I’m sorry.” She pants and Klaus finally gives in, Y/N pouts at him as he grins triumphantly. “Meanie.”

“Come on, up you get!” Klaus rolled out of bed and Y/N reluctantly got up and walked into the bathroom to start her day. For the first time looking in the mirror, she looked at herself and she didn’t look tired… well she looked hungover, but there was a glow about her. It was the glow of happiness, love and hope.

Klaus knew this was the perfect time to get some planning done, he wouldn’t let her go alone knowing that the Scooby Gang might try something. So, he decided to send Hayley, Tyler and Enzo a text letting them know what was happening and also to ask them if they would go just in case.

Alaric & Y/N:

Y/N slipped into the booth opposite Alaric. Y/N knew Tyler, Enzo and Haley were in the Grill watching and keeping an eye out for anything to happen. Hayley had become more protective of her little sister. It filled Y/N with that warmth that she had been seeking for so long and she didn’t mind one bit. But, she also knew that it was Klaus’ doing as well, he had become more protective too. She knew it was because he had seen her cry more in the last couple of days than she has in the whole time of them knowing each other and she knew that left him on edge… it actually left all of them on edge. Y/N isn’t usually a crier… well she just doesn’t cry in front of people.

“I see you brought company.” Alaric laughed softly, he was nervous about it. He didn’t know what Tyler and Enzo might do since it was clear the side that they had picked. But, he wasn’t all that surprised about it all. Tyler and Y/N had always been close from the moment that he first met them at the school, you could normally find the two together at some sort of mischief, but Enzo was new. Enzo was Damon’s oldest and closest friend, but somehow he got pulled into Y/N’s and Tyler’s mischievous ways and that was all there was. Enzo had taken to both of them as a sort of big brother role, he would always look out for the pair much as they looked out for him.

“They’re protective.” Y/N rolled her eyes but Alaric saw the small smile. It was contentment, he could see that she felt safe with them here. It hurt him knowing that she was nervous about meeting him, but he also couldn’t blame her for it. He knew that she wouldn’t be able to trust him like he once did and it made him sad.

“So, much has changed.” Alaric looks down at his hands and there is a sadness in his voice and it makes Y/N’s heart twinge in pain. He is one of the very few people that had been there for everything, every step of the way and she didn’t want to hurt him, but she was also incredibly scared to be burnt by them all again by trusting the wrong people. She just didn’t know how much she could trust him.

“I’m single, kinda homeless, found out I’m adopted… oh and don’t let me forget I found out that I have the werewolf gene!” Sarcasm rang through her voice and Alaric looked at her with worry. Y/N looked startled at what she had just said. She didn’t mean to say that out loud… she never wanted him to know that about her, what if he told the gang? What would they do about that bit of information?

“I won’t tell anyone and I didn’t know.” Ric said softly, he didn’t want her to think that he would’ve hidden it from her. He didn’t want her to believe that he would spill her secrets to the others and betray her like that.

“I know. This has all been a bit of a shit show hasn’t it?” Y/N laughs softly, she was still stiff and anxious about the little bit of information that she had let slip. Her eyes slipped over to Hayley who was giving her a soft smile, telling her that it would all be okay. Her eyes moved over to both Tyler and Enzo and they gave her a goofy smile, but their eyes said it all. They would protect her no matter what and it made her feel safe and assured that they could face anything!

“Where are you staying now? What’s happening with everything? Do you need anything?” Alaric spoke quickly and Y/N couldn’t help but smile at him. He’d always been quick to her rescue making sure that she had everything she needed and always a shoulder for her to lean on. She missed this, she missed him. He had been so busy with both Jeremy and Elena that they hadn’t had any time to catch up or talk.

“I’m okay. Klaus has ensured that I need and want for nothing.” Y/N smiled, but it slowly dropped and she let out a sigh, “I’m just at a loss. In two days my life has been turned upside down and truthfully I don’t know what to do with everything. It’s funny I always thought it would hurt, that what Damon and Elena did would break me. But, it wasn���t the cheating that hurt the most.” 

“I warned Damon to be good. I told him what would happen if he hurt you. I can’t believe that any of them would be so reckless with you.” Alaric was pissed, “Damon is a complete asshole for not seeing what was in front of him and he thinks you’re just going to walk through the door and take him back like he didn’t pull a load of crap on you.”

“Alaric.” Y/N laughed, finding his protectiveness amusing, but in the back of her mind she knew that he would always forgive them. He always did. She gave him a sad smile and he let out a heavy sigh. “You know you’re going to forgive them.”

“I don’t have to.” Ric argued and Y/N just gave him that sad smile that broke his heart every time. She had that look of understanding in her eyes and he knew he was lying to himself.

“You will because Damon is your best friend and you are Elena and Jeremy’s guardian. You will always forgive them because it’s who you are. Plus, Damon has done way worse things to you and you managed to forgive him for that, you’ll forgive him for this. You love them and that’s okay, because they’re your family but I can’t… not now and not anytime soon.” Y/N let out a heavy sigh and slumped in her seat as she looked around the Grill, but then spots Caroline watching her and Alaric intensely and she stiffens. Alaric frowns when he sees the hurt flashing in Y/N’s eyes. She knew he wouldn’t come alone, but she hoped he would.

“What is it?” Alaric frowns.

“I think it’s time I head back home. I’m tired and there are still things I need to sort out.” Y/N gave him a weak smile and squeeze of his hand before she started to walk away and out of the Grill with Tyler, Enzo and Hayley following behind her. When Alaric looks around his eyes settle on Caroline who has the decency to look down ashamed of being caught even though she wasn’t being subtle about it. Alaric knew then that he had lost Y/N’s trust, even if he didn’t know that Caroline would be there with Matt spying on them. He knew Y/N already had doubts rightfully so, but with them there it just confirmed it for her.

All Alaric wanted was to be neutral to be on either of their sides, but it seemed that Damon and Elena had made his decision for them and he knew that there was no way Y/N would allow him to have another chance and risk herself being used or hurt by them. 

The Gang:

Matt and Caroline had made the decision that they needed to meet everyone before Alaric could get there, they needed to know everything that they had found out. It would’ve been more if Y/N  wasn’t so observant. The one thing that seemed to stick out to Caroline was how scared Y/N seemed about telling Alaric about the fact that she had the werewolf gene. When they arrived at the Boarding House they all were waiting in the lounge.

“How did she find out that she is a werewolf? How did she not know she was a werewolf?” Elena huffed, she doesn’t understand why they are still trying to get her back, it's not like they need her really. “Well she only just found out she was adopted, so maybe they left her a letter.” Stefan pointed out, he wasn’t completely happy with what was going on. “But, Klaus knew.” Damon pointed out and there was a glint in his eye like an idea had passed through his mind. “Maybe he wants to trigger her gene and then somehow turn her into a hybrid so he can have control over her through that freaky sire bond.” “We have to get her away from them.” Elena said, clinging to Damon. Damon was quick to sooth her and pulled her closer to him and ran his hand up and down her back. Stefan glared at his brother, knowing that he wanted both Elena and Y/N. “We will.” Damon nodded reassuringly, when Elena leaned up to kiss Damon, he flinched and glared down at her in confusion at why she would try and kiss him. “What if he isn’t planning to do that?” Stefan asked, trying to play devil's advocate. “It’s Klaus Stefan!” Elena whined, she was glaring at him. Why wouldn’t he just do what she said after all both Damon and Stefan love her! “Elena’s right Klaus is evil.” Damon nodded.

Caroline didn’t know what to think anymore, there was so many conflicting feelings about everything. She also knows that Bonnie is facing a crisis of faith about everything that has been happening. She had known Y/N all her life, but she cannot remember the point in which everything became about Elena... she knew that Stefan was also confused about everything that has been going on. Caroline knew that her loyalty with Elena, but she has to question how far she was willing to go for her.

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On One Condition

Klaus feels bad for messing up Y/n's exam preparation schedule, so he asks her what it is that he can do to 'earn her forgiveness'. Yet somehow, he manages to put up a condition when she asks him to help her with an art project...

Warnings - none, really.

Word Count - 1.4k

Masterlist | please reblog the fic if you like it!

So, I was rewriting an old fic when I decided to write a little backstory, i.e. this fic, and I hope you guys like it! I'll be posting part two within the next two days so yay!

Update: You can now read part two here!

She was something else, a feisty one who liked a good chase. And Klaus should've noted that from miles away. But he was too deep in now, and he wasn't going to back down until he had her.

He was waiting outside the school to catch Stefan, have a chat with him and warn him against trying to harm him because telling him off meant telling off the entire group, and Klaus found that lovely.

And he had just caught sight of Stefan when he saw her behind him, her hair bun not so tight as hair stands fell out and framed her face. She was walking with another girl who seemed to be trying profusely to convince Y/n of something -- probably a party if Klaus were to guess but he felt himself tuning in when she walked in a closer range to him.

"I really cannot do it, Vicki. Please try to understand that I'm myself giving exams right now," he heard her say, and then saw as she put her hand on her shoulders. There was softness in her voice that he'd never wished previously to be directed at him.

Bringing her in for a hug, Y/n explained herself again, as if she felt bad for denying whatever it was that Vicky wanted. "I would've helped you out had I not missed out on my preparation earlier. I’ve quite literally been studying the night before for each exam." She smiled, with what emotion Klaus couldn't quite see, but he found it beautiful, nonetheless.

"Why don't you ask Elena? I'm sure that way you'll bump into Jeremy a couple times as well," Y/n grinned, passing the squinting brunette a quick wink before turning back towards the exit with a sigh of relief.

Though it only took a couple steps for her to bump into Klaus, not so accidently. She'd seen him the moment she'd gotten out of the gates, and the fact that she had to pass him in order to reach her car only made her feel... more positive, let’s say.

She hadn't gone out of her way to slam into him, but he had. And the only other thing she has to blame is her spiteful walk that led the one library book she'd borrowed to topple out of her grip.

"Klaus, back off," she gritted, quickly picking up her book and moving once he did.

"It's not my fault, you know, that you bumped into me," Klaus said with a lure in his voice that suggested he just wanted to rile her up. "I'd apologize to me," he shrugged, a lopsided grin pulling up on his face when he noticed her turning.

"I'd tell you to go fuck yourself but that'd be a cruel and unusual punishment," she bit back, pressing her key to unlock the car.

"Please, save your breath. You'd probably need it to blow up your next date," Klaus teased, remembering the night Klaus had crashed her date and scared off the guy by doing nothing, really.

Sighing, Y/n gripped the steering wheel of her car and closed her eyes for a second. "Say something else and this book will become a lethal weapon," her voice was agitated as she warned him, and when he truly backed away with a proud grin on his face, she finally pulled back and drove home, daring to spare him a glance in her rear-view mirrors, an angry blush creeping up her neck when she caught his eyes.

Once she reached home, she didn't bother to lay out her clothes before jumping into her shower. Still, she buttoned up a loose striped cotton shirt and pulled her underwear up her legs. It didn't take her long to just decide on a pair of pyjama shorts.

After a good bowl of salad for lunch, she brought out her schoolwork to just do it on the porch considering the nice weather. But of course, that was a mistake because soon into her immersive study session, she was disturbed by loud clashing noises coming from the house across hers, Elena's house.

Taking a deep breath, she was just getting up when she caught sight of Damon and Stefan inside the house, speeding towards each other. It was purely for the dramatics, she was sure, considering the fact they wouldn't kill each other, they simply didn't have it in them.

She just felt sorry for Elena's dishes, maybe some of her furniture as well.

Twisting the knob she had just pushed the door in to go back inside the house when she heard a voice behind her. "Too noisy, aren't they?"

Klaus.

"You already messed up my preparation schedule once, Klaus. Do not dare to do it again," she said calmly, though her grip on the knob was probably tighter than normal.

With that, she decided to cross the line and enter her home. Then she turned around to face him, but he didn't seem to be in the mood to mess with her either.

"I came here to apologise, and perhaps, make up for the troubles I've caused you," he admitted, looking at her with such sincere eyes that she could've given in right then.

"And how do you plan on doing that? Plus, if this is a joke, I still have that book with me."

"You tell me what it is that will earn me your forgiveness," he said dramatically, making her look down to hide something from him, maybe a smile.

Opening the door wider, she looked at him and then hesitated a little. "Don't make me regret this," she said. "Come in, please."

Klaus was caught a bit off guard but managed to get inside, his eyes wandering right away to take in her house.

"I'm not sure how to word this really, so I'm just going to say it." Taking a breath, she sat on one of the dining table chairs and urged for him to do so too, getting a little flustered when he took the one right by her side and shifted so that he was turned towards her.

"What is it, love?"

"This might be a little ridiculous for you but it's very serious for me," she told him while maintaining eye contact to make sure he understood the situation.

Klaus simply nodded for her to go on, now leaning forward with his elbows on his knees and his face in his hands.

"I know you paint, quite impressively, might I add but that's not the point here," she quickly shut the topic before Klaus could tease her.

"The point is, I have this art project that I said yes to under pressure because my favourite teacher asked me to. But were you to see even my handwriting, you'd know I'm no good at it. The most I can draw is a stick figure and even that's wonky sometimes," she admitted bashfully.

"I used to have a friend who'd do it for me, but she left town last year and now... I don't really have anyone who would," she let out a breath at that, her eyes closed in anticipation of his answer.

"So, you wish for me to help you out with this said art project?"

Sitting stiffly, she nodded.

"Okay then. I'll do it... but what is it?"

"Oh great!" She cheered; happiness evident on her face. "It's supposed to be this super zoomed in image of either a grapefruit, or a pomegranate."

Klaus leaned back in his chair then, sighing as he considered it. "I will do it on one condition," he proposed.

"And that is?"

"You will stay with me in my studio when I'm painting it," he shrugged, as if it wasn't so much a big deal.

"But were you not doing this for my forgiveness?" She narrowed her eyes, but when he began to get off the chair, she struggled for some answer to come out of her mouth before he could leave.

"Okay, okay! I will!" She agreed immediately, sitting back down in defeat when he remained standing, a smile on his face.

"I'll go now." He said, walking backwards towards the door and he could see the uncertainty in her eyes. He could've teased her about it but decided against it.

"Come by my house tomorrow, around three or four… your wish," he said before turning to open the door.

He turned back to see her reaction and a smile crept up on his mouth when he saw her smiling back at him.

"I will," she told him while waving him goodbye, stopping just before he sped off with his dead heart beating a mile an hour. 

[marie-swriting]

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Niklaus Mikaelson

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can you make headcanons about yandere klaus mikaelson x fem human reader

Yandere!klaus mikaelson x fem Reader headcanons

So this is a request made by @catmikaelson20 its my first headcanon ever so be nice haha enjoy.

Before you started dating, Niklaus wasn't that bad. He for sure knew he wanted to have you for himself and that you were destined to be his only but he wasn't really showing his obsessive and a bit psychotic side to you. ( Not that he wasn't stalking you and killing the man that was trying to get your attention away from him...) He just didn't want to scare you off so he just spoiled you with gifts and tried to hide his creepy side to show by showering you with affection and care.

However, when he finally confessed his feelings for you and you actually reciprocate, well things got very different.

You both started dating and faster than you could realise Niklaus was full on yandere with you.

You had no liberty anymore, you had to stay with him at all times. I mean...you couldn't even get to the bathroom without him and at first it scared the shit out of you.

You wanted to get out with friends, he needed to come with you. You needed to get to the grocery store, nope he would send someone else's to get it for you.

You were like the Red Riding Hood in the forest and Niklaus was the big bad wolf chasing you and never letting you out of his sight.

Niklaus was the epitome of jealousy and possessiveness. You belonged to him and him only for all eternity.

He trusted nobody when it came to you, not even his own brother Elijah to be around you without him. You were way too perfect and adorable for a man to resist you and he wouldn't risk it.

I mean what if you get attracted to this man more than him and he steals you away from him. What if you decide you are annoyed and tired of his obsessive behaviours and run away from him.

What he does to people he catches looking at you or touching you~ Well he kills them of course but not a fast and unpainful death. No he makes sure they suffer and die slowly for daring to look at his princess.

Niklaus is EXTREAMLY!!! clingy. He is always touching you and always has a hand on you. On your hips, your lower back of he's just holding your hands to make sure you are forever at arms length of him.

He's not afraid to show who you belong to, to others. Actually he loves it. It often happens that he kisses you hard and passionately in front of people that seem to have an interest in you. Sometimes he even likes to make you moan a bit by touching you or by biting your neck to give you some Hickey's and marks.

You have a really active sexe life because Niklaus always craves you and want to fuck you his. He love to smell himself on his little girl and when he fuck you he make sure your covered by it. He's you alpha male and if any other werewolf gets close to you they'll know who you belong to.

He asks to drink of your blood often because he is addicted by the taste of it and it is making him crazy to go without it for too long.

Even if you don't have 100% of your liberty, you could ask him for practically anything and he'll give it to you. I swear this man is your number one fan and he wants to make you the happiest he can.

Niklaus is protecting you from every threat and menaces. He'll never let anyone hurt you, ever and if by any miracle someone succeeds in doing so, well he's a dead man walking.

He asked the whole mikaelson family to be there for you if you needed and to protect you so, your pretty much safe.

Niklaus loves your humanity, yet he feels like he won't have you for himself forever so sometimes it trots in his mind to turn you. He'll give you the choices however and make sure you're feeling good and in security all along the process.

He absolutely heals any pain or injuries you have with his blood and he doesn't want you to ever suffer when he can keep you from it.

He cares and loves you with everything he is no matter if you're mad at him or pissed sometimes because he is too much for you. Klaus will always make sure to do everything he can to calm you down and bring you back to your loving and affectionate self with him. Anyway, you never stay mad at him for long.

[nmikaelsonimagines]

This is it...

Hi my lovelies,

First off, I wanted to say thank you to everyone who's stuck around during what's been the worst year of my life. In two weeks, it'll be a whole year since my mother passed away, and your support during this time has been incredible - it means the world, and I'm so grateful that 16-year-old me (I think) decided to start this blog.

On that train of thought, it's been a long time since I started writing for Klaus. I'll be 25 this year (*throws up*), and like many things, I've grown and changed, especially in this past year. My emotions and my attitudes have been all over the place, signing off from here one moment, and then promising to come back the next. The past year has been one of figuring out who I am, and that includes my interests.

Which is why I'm writing this. The truth its, 24-year-old me isn't really into the same things as 16-year-old me anymore, and I don't feel it would be fair (or true to my position as writer) to write for a character that I don't feel like I know anymore. You lot have always been so supportive of my interpretation of Klaus, and I wouldn't want to let you down by continuing to write something that wouldn't be true to that.

So, with that, I'm officially calling it. I will no longer be writing on here. I've said it before, I know, but this time I mean it. I really do.

There will never be the words to describe what your love and support has meant to me, and what it continues to mean. Please know that I'm not deleting this blog, and that I'll always be around for chats and random questions or whatever shit you want to throw my way.

I'll be more active on my main blog @amooseinthebunker where I just reblog Supernatural stuff - although I am on a huge Norman Reedus binge at the moment so if anyone wants to talk to me about Daryl Dixon (I would give him my spleen), please do.

Or if you just want to talk about anything at all, I'm here.

I love all of you so so much.

Thank you for everything x

[websterss]

NIKLAUS MIKAELSON

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[hyperactivewhore]

What I wouldn't give for Klaus to degrade me like that honestly

Sittin’ Hot All Over Him

After almost ruining one of Klaus’ deals by teasing him so much, you try to convince Klaus to forgive you despite you not being sorry at all. Unable to refuse you, Klaus gives you what you want — but he wants you all over him.

Contents: oral (male receiving), thigh ride, lots of spit in this one

“No, you won’t have me tonight.”

Her face fell, her eyebrows curling up. “Klaus, I was only teasing.” she whined as she followed him into their bedroom, an innocent-looking frown pulling at her face.

He scoffed and shook his head, taking off his leather jacket and closing the door. “Only teasing? You almost fucking ruined a very important dinner. Aren’t you lucky I mastered the art of restraint, my darling girl? Something you could only aspire to. How embarrassing.”

“I just want you. Is that wrong?” she asked, removing her fur shawl and holding it in her hands.

“Want is a very casual choice of word for the way you’ve been acting tonight.” he said jeeringly, inching toward her like a lion. “You were moaning in my ear about how you need my cock inside you, you were clawing at my shirt, you were grabbing at my cock while squeezing your thighs together. You were a hot mess.”

She shrugged, glaring up at him back as he wrapped his hand around her neck and pulled at it gently. “You’re going to punish me for desiring you, baby?”

Klaus laughed lowly, tilting her jaw with his index finger. “You’re a whore.” he said. “A needy, desperate whore without an inch of restraint in her body.”

“Add gorgeous to that list,” she teased.

He ripped the shawl out of her hands and threw it to the other side of the room. His breathing sharpened, his eyes widening in frustration with his lover. “I’ll add pathetic to it, too.” he said, seething, before crossing to their bathroom.

She kicked off her heels and started humming to herself. Watching the bathroom door, she slipped off her dress, leaving her in her white lace bra, panties and stockings of the same shade. She brushed her hand through her curls and sighed, a smile now curling on her face.

Klaus had grown used to her teasing. From the beginning of their relationship, she had been drawing him to the brink of insanity almost on the daily. Pulling at him, whispering filth in his ear, wearing revealing clothing whenever she could — she’d mastered the art of teasing. And she loved it; to soak herself in the sexual energy any chance she got, to lure him into it like a siren, driving him crazy. But Klaus was a strong.

With a will of a man who has been through it all, Klaus was not often reactive to her teasing these days. It was becoming harder to bring him into her world involuntarily. So she’d grow impatient, boldening her acts, ensuring she was the centrepiece of his attention, even when solving detrimental disputes for his city. After all, it was not a crime to desire your lover. She was free from shame.

Klaus returned with a slightly reddened face and a few buttons of his shirt undone. The front of his hair was damp from washing his face. He fluttered his lashes a little at the sight of her, avoiding her eyes and instead staring intently at her hips, her waist, her legs, her neck and her breasts. Her beautiful skin he knew was so soft, so hot for him all the time. He watched her near closer to him, swaying her hips as she moved. When she was standing before him, she wrapped her hands around his neck and pulled his body into hers. “What do I need to do to have your love tonight?” she whispered, kissing his neck after.

“You won’t.” he deadpanned, pushing her off of him.

She frowned, furrowing her eyebrows. She made her way to their bed and crawled on the purple silk sheets. She laid on her stomach, kicking her feet and leaning on her elbows. “I’m sorry, baby. If I knew you’d get so riled up I wouldn’t have done it.”

“That’s exactly why you did it!” he shouted. She jumped at the height of his voice all of a sudden, but ultimately kept her composure. “You live to enrage me. That’s your problem. You just can’t help yourself.” His hand flinched to punch the wall beside him, but he restrained himself before he did so. He didn’t want to scare her.

Klaus groaned to himself, rubbing his face. He had no idea what to do with her in this moment. It was true he enjoyed the teasing, but her behaviour tonight blurred his mind so much that he almost lost a deal with an opponent. Of course, he didn’t, but it was a close call. And she didn’t care at all.

She didn’t much care for his political pursuits. All she cared for was his safety and who he was besides his greed. She lusted for him madly beyond his power. Which at first was a breath of fresh air — now, however, it was distracting.

Still, he didn’t know what to do with her. He wanted to ignore her entirely, but she was too captivating to miss. How the lace hugged her skin, how the bra brought her breasts together, the colour of the garments deceiving the eye, wiping them of her sinfulness and introducing a false innocence.

He would submit to her behaviour again, but he wouldn’t fuck her like she wanted. He knew that as long as he was with her, she would be having the time of her life — but she didn’t deserve him on a silver platter. No, she would work for him. She would be all over him, melting warm like chocolate all over his body.

Klaus joined her on the bed, sitting at the headboard and spreading his legs wide. She rushed over to him, crawling in between his legs and climbing up his torso to kiss him.

She enraptured him in a slow, open-mouthed kiss, moaning softly into his mouth. Klaus held her by her jaw, caressing her cheek with his thumb, his other hand at her ass.

“I need you.”

“Then you’ll behave.” he said, lifting the hand at her ass to grope her breast. He massaged it, coaxing her to let out a hot breath.

His lover nodded, her lashes fluttering.

“Good girl. Take off my trousers and use that mouth of yours for somethin’ other than driving me insane, would you?”

She giggled as she moved down his body. “You saying my skills don’t drive you wild, baby?”

Klaus laughed a little too. “I don’t wanna hear you talking for a good while.” he said, half jokingly.

She pulled down his trousers and his socks from his body and tossed them across the room. Looking into his eyes, she slowly ran her hands up his legs and onto his thighs before slowly pulling down his boxers, revealing his springing hard-on.

She wrapped her hand around it, jerking it slowly from its base to its tip as she kissed all around his cock. He groaned and pulled her hair, a warning to quit teasing. She let go of him and spat into her hands, using one to massage his balls and the other to pleasure him at his base as she swirled her tongue around his tip, kissing and sucking at it softly.

Klaus let out a moan, spurring her on to take more of him in her mouth. She arched her back and shook her ass as she pleasured him.

She was bobbing her head and massaging him at the base of his cock and his balls, shooting pleasure all throughout his body like fireworks. Klaus buckled his hips, spluttering moans, his gaze set on her.

“Fuck,” he moaned. “Your bad behaviour is worth all this. You’re such a good little whore for me, my sweet girl. So good for me.”

She arched her back more and sucked harder. As much as she loved to be degraded, praise sent her body into overdrive.

When he was close, he pushed her off of him gently. “You alright?” she asked, spit dripping from her bottom lip.

He nodded vaguely, his eyes half-shut. “Get on my thigh.” he demanded.

His lover smiled wide, ripping off her panties and tossing them, too, across the room. Klaus spat on his hand and lubricated his thigh with it before she sat on him. She moaned loudly, a sense of relief washing over her. She looked at Klaus, tears in her eyes, mouth open, and began grinding.

At first her hands scratched up and down her body, grabbing at her own hips and breasts. Klaus soon leant forward a little bit to hold her neck. Her eyes kept wandering down to his cock, her mouth watering. So she spit onto her hand again and stroked his cock at the same speed of her grinding. Klaus removed her bra, moaning at the sight of her naked breasts.

They both gasped together as their pleasure intensified, the fire burning high in their loins. She held onto his shoulder with her other hand for some support. He dropped his hand to her waist and directed her to elongate her grinding. When she did, she mewled at the new burst of pleasure. “God, I love you, baby.”

“I love you, my darling girl.” He said, kissing her messy.

When they broke from the kiss, she pulled his face closer, resting her cheek on his as she ground on his thigh. She upped the speed, nearing closer to her release.

Klaus spat on his hand and stoked his cock with her. She moved her hand to his balls so he could stroke himself at the speed he needed to.

She soon recognised how close he was. “Cum all over me, baby,” she begged, moving the hand on his balls to hold her breasts together. She leant back.

Klaus came hard, cum shooting out of his cock and all over the pair of them. He groaned her name, his cum all over her chest and his thighs. His lover grinned as the warmth hit her skin.

The sight of his undoing spurred her own. She moaned his name too when she came, looking into his eyes. He held her neck with one hand and kept the hand at her waist with the other as she came down from her high. “Ooh, good girl,” she cooed. “That’s my girl.”

She brought him into an embrace when she had rode her high, sighing into his neck. He wrapped her hands around her and kissed her forehead.

“As much as I resent your teasing, you are always onto something spectacular.”

She laughed softly. “Klaus, my love, I just want you.”

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[r-memberme]

not just a kiss | k.m

⎯⎯The world tilts. You feel it—feel the way everything shifts, the way something inside you clicks into place, as if you had been waiting for this, for him, for longer than you knew.

warnings: non I think

It begins, as all dangerous things do, in the quiet.

The night is soft around you, thick with the scent of rain that never quite arrived. The air hums with the remnants of the evening’s warmth, but the cobbled street beneath your feet still holds a lingering chill. It should be cold. You should feel it. But Klaus stands close—too close—and you don’t feel the cold at all.

You should have seen it coming. Every glance, every lingering touch, every word stretched thin with meaning. A slow, inexorable pull, dragging you toward something inevitable. And yet, somehow, it still takes you by surprise—the way the moment turns, the way the air shifts, charged, trembling with something unspoken.

“You shouldn’t look at me like that, love.”

His voice is a low thing, edged with amusement, but beneath it, something else lingers—something quieter, something careful. As if he’s only just now realizing how close he stands. As if he’s only just realizing how close you let him be.

You swallow, pulse stuttering against your ribs. “Like what?”

Klaus tilts his head, studying you as though you are something rare, something he is not yet certain he’s allowed to touch. His gaze drops to your lips, just for a moment. The shift is so quick you might have imagined it, but the heat left in its wake is unmistakable.

“Like you’re waiting for me to do something we can’t take back.”

Your breath catches. Because he’s right. Because every inch of you is leaning into him, pulled by something ancient, something that has lived between you for far too long, unspoken but never unnoticed.

You exhale a laugh, breathless. “Maybe I am.”

Klaus’ lips part, something flickering across his expression—something almost vulnerable. It’s rare, to see him unguarded like this, stripped of bravado, of smirks and taunts and half-laughed challenges. He searches your face, as if he needs to be sure, as if he needs to be certain that you want this, that you understand exactly what it means.

You do.

So when he reaches for you, it is not hesitation that lingers in his fingertips—it is reverence. His fingers ghost along the edge of your jaw, a touch so light it barely exists. And yet, it sets fire to everything.

“You’re sure?” he murmurs.

The words sink into you, low and rough and careful, and you wonder how anyone could ever think him unfeeling when he is looking at you like this, when he is touching you like you are something fragile, something that must be handled with care.

You don’t answer with words. Instead, you step forward, closing the last of the distance between you, tilting your face up to meet his.

That is all it takes.

His lips brush against yours, tentative at first, testing, tasting. But it is not enough—not nearly enough. The moment you lean in, his restraint unravels, his fingers threading into your hair, drawing you closer, pulling you deeper.

The world tilts. You feel it—feel the way everything shifts, the way something inside you clicks into place, as if you had been waiting for this, for him, for longer than you knew.

The kiss deepens, slow and aching, every movement laced with quiet desperation, with the kind of hunger that has nothing to do with urgency and everything to do with need. Klaus kisses you like he is learning you, memorizing the shape of your mouth, the sound of your breath, the way you melt against him.

It is not just a kiss. It is a confession. A promise. A claim.

When you finally break apart, you are breathless, dazed, your heart pounding against his palm where it rests against your chest. Klaus presses his forehead against yours, his breath warm, uneven.

“Well,” he murmurs, a slow smile curling against your lips. “I do believe that was worth the wait.”

You laugh softly, curling your fingers into the fabric of his shirt. “You took long enough.”

His answering chuckle rumbles against you, warm and content. He presses a kiss to the corner of your mouth, feather-light, as if he is simply unable to stop touching you now that he has finally started.

“Say the word, sweetheart,” Klaus murmurs, his lips grazing your skin, “and I’ll never make you wait again.”

And you know, without a shadow of a doubt, that he means it.

thank you anon! hope you like it <3

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[girlkisser13]

labyrinth

"uh-oh, i'm falling in love" "oh no, i'm falling in love again" "oh, i'm falling in love"

pairings: klaus mikaelson x vampire fem!reader

warnings/tags: none. purely fluff.

summary: a certain original hybrid fancies you.

mystic falls was as serene as ever, the quiet streets lined with quaint houses and lush greenery. the town held a charm that masked the supernatural undercurrent simmering beneath its surface. klaus found himself drawn to this place once again, a mix of nostalgia and unfinished business pulling him back. he hadn’t planned on staying long— until he met you.

at the mystic grill, the familiar clinking of glasses and murmurs of conversation filled the air. klaus settled into a corner booth, his gaze sweeping over the patrons until it landed on you.

you were sitting alone at the bar, your hair framing your face, your expression distant. there was a sadness about you that intrigued him, a pain he recognized all too well.

you felt his gaze on you before you saw him. you turned, and your eyes locked. for a moment, the world fell away. klaus mikaelson, the infamous hybrid, was looking at you with an intensity that made your heart clench. you turned back to your drink, willing yourself to remain unaffected.

klaus approached you with a confident stride, taking the seat next to you. "i couldn't help but notice you from across the room," he said, his voice a smooth blend of charm and danger.

you arched an eyebrow, your guard up. "and now you've come to make your move?" you asked, your tone icy.

klaus chuckled softly. "i assure you, love, my intentions are not what you think. i merely wanted to introduce myself. my name is klaus."

"i know who you are," you replied. "and i'm not interested."

"fair enough," he said, unperturbed. "but perhaps you'd allow me to buy you another drink?"

you hesitated, then nodded reluctantly. "one drink," you agreed. "and then you leave me alone."

as the evening wore on, klaus found himself more and more intrigued by you. you were a mystery wrapped in pain, and he was determined to uncover your secrets.

you found yourself reluctantly drawn to klaus. there was a sincerity in his eyes that you hadn't expected, a depth that spoke of centuries of experiences.

days turned into weeks, and klaus' persistence never wavered. he showed up at the mystic grill every evening, always with a new story about his siblings or a small gesture that chipped away at your defenses. he took you on walks through the town, shared the secrets of his past, and listened when you spoke of your own heartbreak.

you had been hurt before, abandoned by a lover who had promised you eternity but left when the weight of forever became too much. you had sworn never to open your heart again, but klaus was different. he saw you for who you were, broken pieces and all, and he didn't flinch.

one evening, as the two of you walked through the deserted streets of mystic falls, klaus turned to you. "y/n, i know that you are afraid. but i am not him. i'm not going anywhere."

you stopped, looking at him with tears shimmering in your eyes. "how can i believe you, klaus? how do i know you won't leave?"

he took your hands in his, his grip firm and reassuring. "because i've lived a thousand years searching for something real. and now that i've found you, i'm not letting go. i promise you, y/n, my intentions are pure. i will spend the rest of eternity proving it to you if i must."

your heart ached at the weight of his words. you wanted to believe him, more than anything. "you're saying you fancy me?" you asked in a teasing manner, your tone hiding the vulnerability in your heart.

klaus's eyes softened. "more than fancy, love. i care for you deeply. and i think, despite everything, you feel the same."

you hesitated, your walls wavering. "i do," you admitted, your voice trembling. "but i'm scared."

klaus leaned in, his lips brushing yours in a tender kiss. "we'll face that fear together," he vowed. "you have my word."

in that moment, you let yourself believe. for the first time in a long time, you felt hope. and as you both stood together under the moonlit sky of mystic falls, you knew that maybe, just maybe, you had found your forever in klaus mikaelson.

[klaus-littlestwolf]

Weekend Away-Klaus M.

This wasn’t a request but I was feeling the need for something cute! I needed some warm and fuzzy Klaus in my life.

‘Come on love, it’ll be fun…’ he tempted, knowing how badly I wanted to be able to spend time with him. Klaus and I had been hiding our relationship for a month now, the Scooby Gang still believing he is into Caroline but almost every night he had been climbing into my window in the Boarding House.

It wasn’t sex at first, in fact the first night he knocked on my window I told him to get lost, but Klaus Mikaelson was nothing if not persistent. He kept coming back, I would let him in and he would just lay in bed beside me while I watched whatever movie I had on that night. A week in I began bringing snacks to my room that he told me he liked one night, even sneaking one of Damon’s bottles of bourbon for him. It was that second week that he kissed me for the first time and it had spiraled out of my control.

‘I can’t. They’ll notice I’m gone Nik and then what? If I tell them I’m fucking you then I become a disloyal bitch-‘

‘If they’re really your friends then they’ll support who you want to be with, and you and I both know this is more than just fucking…tell me it’s more than just sex.’ The look on his face made me believe that he really did like me which is the only reason I gave in instead of either pretending this is all nothing for my own sanity or teasing him. The look on his face told me how much he cared for me and I knew in that moment that I couldn’t tease him and hurt his feelings. Anyone else would tell you that Klaus doesn’t have feelings but I know different. Klaus Mikaelson is one of the most sensitive men I’ve ever met in my life.

‘Okay. It’s more than sex, but that makes it worse Nik! That means I’m in love with the enemy-‘

‘You love me?’ I froze as I realized what I had said making me sigh heavily. ‘I knew it! They use you Y/n and you know that, you have to because my girl is not stupid. If they want to ditch you because you fell in love then they don’t care about you at all.’ I didn’t say anything, looking at him and unsurely waiting. ‘I love you too Princess. I love you very much, how could I not? You’re perfect! Now come with me, pack a small bag, you’ll be back on Monday and they can fuck themselves.’ I considered this, both his proposal and the fact that he had just admitted to loving me for the first time, I had known I loved him since that second week when he first kissed me but hearing that he reciprocated those feelings was the greatest feeling in the world. I grinned, jumping into his arms and pressing my lips to his excitedly and he lifted me by my butt, my thighs wrapping around his waist as he continued to kiss me. ‘Okay, pack! Let’s get going, I want to see you spread out in a hotel bed, tipsy on champagne with a strawberry between these perfect little lips.’ I couldn’t help my giggle at that, jumping down and grabbing an overnight bag, packing 2 pairs of clothes and my cutest underwear, knowing we probably wouldn’t be leaving the hotel room at all. He slapped my ass as I bent over to pull on my boots before grabbing my phone, him taking my bag and jumping out the window. ‘Come on then!’

‘You’ve lost it, no way-‘

‘You don’t trust me?’ I knew he was teasing me but his eyes looked at me like I would be betraying him if I answer anyway other than by jumping and I huffed a sigh, climbing through the window and falling very ungracefully into his arms. ‘There’s my girl. Now, let’s go get you naked and drunk in some silk sheets, hmm?’

‘I knew you only loved me for my body.’ He glared playfully at me before carrying me to his car. One of my favorite things about being with Nik is that he’s fun, when we’re together, just us, he smiles in a way that is completely contagious.

The drive to the hotel was fun, I made him listen to some of my music which I know he tolerates solely because I love it so much and an hour later we were checking into the fanciest hotel I had ever seen in my life. I felt like if I so much as touched something in here I would damage it with my poor people hands, half of the guests walking around looked like they belonged in Downton Abbey, even the staff looked richer than me.

‘Nik, is this really necessary? This place looks more like a castle than a hotel, I feel like everyone’s staring at me.’ He pulled me close by my waist and nuzzled into my neck, breathing me in which is something he often does to feel calm.

‘They’re not staring at you, when we get to the room it’ll be worth it, I promise. Only the best for my girl.’ He stepped up to the front desk and I toyed with his hair as he spoke to the clerk, getting the room key, the man’s voice changing from disinterest to excitement when Nik gave his name.

‘Ah yes, the Honeymoon suite. It’s been prepared to your specifications, if there’s anything I can do to make your stay here for the week more comfortable you just let me know.’

‘I will, thank you.’ I looked up at him as he pulled me away and towards the elevators.

‘The week? I’m here for a weekend! Who is joining you here after me, huh?’ He rolled his eyes, pulling me into the elevator and hitting our floor button.

‘Don’t be daft love, I was going to talk you into staying longer and once you sleep in the most comfortable bed you’ve ever laid on you’ll want to stay too, okay? Just give me a chance.’ He reasoned and I shrugged, going along with it as he led me to a door, unlocking it and watching as my jaw dropped. The door opened into a huge living room area, comfortable looking couches and a wall of windows looking out over the mountains that we were practically in the side of and it was gorgeous. ‘Come here.’ He led me to the door off to the side and the bedroom was bigger than the living room, another wall of all windows with a patio and a sliding door looking out over the trees. It took a second before I noticed the bed, bigger than a king size somehow and the white sheets were covered in rose petals, a huge heart spelling out “I love you” inside of it.

‘This is so cheesey and dumb and I love it so much!’ I could feel the tears escaping my eyes and I turned to pull Nik down to kiss me, him wiping the tears away with his thumbs gently. ‘Thank you…I love you so much.’ I kissed him again, pulling his jacket off, followed by mine.

‘Don’t you want to get some room service first? I thought-‘

‘Oh we will. It’s only 5, we can order dinner in a bit…though I do feel bad about fucking up the flowers…’ Nik growled, ripping my shirt over my head and my pants were gone before I could blink, him throwing me into a pile of rose petals which felt like silk on my skin.

‘You’re right, dinner can wait.’

By the time we had gotten room service it was nearly 9pm and I realized how desperate this place is to keep Nik happy. I’m not sure whether it’s the rich as fuck thing or the honeymoon suite thing but either way I love it.

I talked him into coming down to the pool with me and though it was 11:30 at night the front desk opened it for us and promised us privacy.

‘This is awesome!’ I exclaimed, pulling off my top and shorts, leaving me in the forest green lingerie set that I had chosen while he ordered dinner, knowing it was his favorite set.

‘I would have told you to bring a bathing suit but I never thought you would want to go swimming.’ Nik teased, stripping to his boxers and hopping into the water.

‘No problem, I wouldn’t have if other people would have been here.’ I reached back to unclip my bra and his eyes widened. ‘Sorry, did you think I was going to ruin my panties and expensive bra by jumping into chlorine? Fuck no.’ I tossed it into the clothes pile before pulling my panties off and walking to the edge and jumping in. When I came back up I wiped my face and looked around, unable to find him, the dark room making it eerie and somehow also romantic.

His hand suddenly grabbed ahold of my ankle, pulling me under and as I opened my eyes I could see my boyfriend grinning excitedly at me. I pushed away from him, swimming backwards and seeing that he had also ditched his underwear, chasing after me until I had to breathe. ‘How is it that you’re even more gorgeous underwater?’ He teased, trying to pull me close.

‘My tits defy gravity?’ Klaus pulled me forward and pinned my tits to his chest, spinning us around playfully. ‘I’ve always wanted to go night swimming, this is amazing.’ His eyebrows went up, clearly shocked by that.

‘We’ll go to the beach and-‘

‘NO! Nopety nope nope. I meant a pool, sun up and down is when things like sharks start eating. I will not get in an ocean, pools though! I want a big pool with a waterfall and a grotto and all that, but fairy lights hanging all over above the pool as the only light, no neighbors to see me skinny dipping! I’ve always wanted to do this, it’s fun…I never thought you would join me though.’

‘You think I’m going to miss my Princess naked in a pool? You’re crazy!’ He laughed, leaning closer and pressing his lips to mine and wrapping his arms around my waist and prompting me to wrap my legs around his hips. ‘I’ll just have to get started on having a pool installed.’ At that moment he thrust his hips up and shoved himself straight up into me and I cried out, my voice echoing in the empty pool room making his eyes widen in excitement.

‘Klaus, no! No, people are going to hear and come in here to-Ahh!’ He used his grip on my waist to push and pull me on his cock, thrusting up hard which seemed to be extremely easy in the water. ‘Oh God! Fuck Nik! Don’t Stop! Please don’t stop-‘

‘Scream for me Princess! Let me hear you!’ He wrapped his arms around my body and held me almost painfully hard, shoving himself into me.

‘Yes! Oh-Ah! Fuck Klaus!’

‘That’s it Baby, scream for me! I can feel you squeezing my cock nice and tight, are you gonna cum for me? Cum all over my cock!’ As if his words were a magical trigger I felt that tightness in my belly, snap, and I cried out so loudly I worried about the glass walls shattering. ‘Gonna fill you up Baby, fill you so full it’ll stretch your insides, fuck-Fuck Ah!’ He growled, fangs pressed against my neck firmly and I held the back of his head, my fingers tangling in his wet hair before he bit into my neck. I could feel the pulls of my blood around his fangs but he was done quickly, not willing to hurt me by taking too much.

‘I didn’t see this being where our weekend went.’ I teased and he chuckled, pressing our lips together tenderly.

‘I love you.’

‘Hmm, I know. I love you too Nik.’ I told him, letting go of his hair and moving to pull away and get out but he didn’t let me go.

‘I love you so much Y/n.’ I looked back at him, curious why he’s talking like this.

‘I love you too. I know that the both of us haven’t always had love from people but I love you, do you hear me? I love you forever and that will never end! I’ll tell you every day if that’s what you need.’ He nodded slowly, as if admitting that he did, in fact, need that. ‘Good. Now let’s get back upstairs and you can pin me to a shower wall.’ I teased but he just held me firm.

‘I love you and I want you to be mine.’ I looked at him oddly.

‘I am yours you dumbass.’

He shook his head quickly. ‘Mine. All mine, in front of everyone with no reservations. I want to show you off, I want everyone to stop thinking I’m flirting with Caroline and I want men to stop thinking they can flirt with you while I can’t do anything about it…I want you.’

I had never in my life seen Klaus this open and vulnerable and I briefly wondered if anyone had. ‘Klaus, my friends-‘

‘Hate me and I’m fine with that. But if they won’t be okay with you being in love then they’re not your friends. I’m proud to show you off as mine, and I will never let any of my family say anything against you, despite how much Rebekah hates you…be mine Y/n, for real.’ I was stunned, never having expected this from him. He was the one who wanted to hide us in the first place and now here he is, wanting to tell everyone, I was just shocked. Apparently I hesitated too long because he sighed and pulled away but I grabbed ahold of him quickly, pulling him back to kiss me roughly.

‘All yours…for real. You’re gonna be the one taking me in when they kick me out of the Boarding House for fraternizing with the enemy.’ He snorted, his eyes shining in excitement. ‘You want them to kick me out, don’t you? You want me to move in with you and instead of asking you do this?’

‘Yup. You’re all mine love. Take this week to get used to waking up beside me in bed.’ I shoved his chest, making him laugh at my pathetic attempt at “hurting him” before I pulled myself up and grabbed my towel, running around the pool to the door and darting towards the elevators. I was barely covered as I pressed the button, watching the doors close just before he got to me. I giggled as I watched the numbers go up, exiting the elevator and moving to the room before arms encircled my waist, lifting me up and pinning me to the door. ‘You’re in for it now.’

‘I’m shaking, can’t you tell.’ I teased and he looked down, his face falling and looking worried as I said that.

‘You are shaking. What’s wrong?’ He worried, opening the door and whisking me inside.

‘I’m just cold from the water baby, I’m fine.’ I promised but all the joking was gone from his face and he locked the door, yanking my towel off and carrying me into the bathroom to start the warm water. ‘This is what you’re like as a boyfriend? A worry wart?’ His eyes were concerned as he rubbed my arms firmly and lifted me into the shower. ‘I could get used to it.’

‘Good. Because you’re all mine.’

Klaus Mikaelson Masterlist

[hyperactivewhore]

He has no right being this hot 😭

Hi, could you write a reader who’s not dating klaus but is jealous of how close cami has been getting to klaus and decides she is basically going to get klaus first and to prove to cami that he’s hers she plans for cami to walk in while she’s riding him

And I knew that he was mine

It was infuriating seeing them together.

Seeing how she flips her long blonde hair about and as she sits and listens to Klaus talk about his emotions.

Now it took me way too long to get Klaus to open up, and yet he just immediately tells her everything?

We had a much better relationship than him and her. I mean everyone knows it. Even his siblings have asked if we’re dating. Camille is simply a therapist.

However she seems to think a little differently.

To begin with we were civil and we both had our places in his life but then she started getting touchier…flirtatious and affectionate. And her glances at me were directed, she knew what she was doing.

I didn’t like that ugly feeling that bubbled inside me whenever she was near or someone mentioned her but I couldn’t stop it. It began to hurt more and more. I found myself being clingier to Klaus, not that he seemed to mind.

“Are you alright my love? You look upset?” He hummed as he put his hand to my cheek making me lean against it

“I was just thinking…nothing to worry about” i murmured as i nuzzled his hand

“Well since you have so much to think about perhaps you should sleep here? We have more than enough room, would you stay the night?”

And on what planet would I say no?

I was more than happy to agree, know I’m that Camille had yet to sleep at the Mikaelsons house. It was stupid of me to make everything about that but it was all i could think of.

I hadn’t have thought i could love someone the way I do Klaus and yet now I am fighting to prove he is mine even though he is not.

I craved him, his eyes on me, his hands on me, his words to me.

I would blush and smile, laugh and lean towards him but it wasn’t enough. She was still coming around.

Even when he started opening up to me, she was still his go to.

It was disheartening.

I found myself upset over it far too often, overthinking it and making myself cry. Accidentally in front of him once when he started talking about how great of a friend she was

“My love…what’s happened? Did i say something?” His arms were around me in an instant, his warmth surrounding me

“No I- I’m sorry i was just-“

“Thinking? Love, what’s going on inside your head?” He would ask softly, his hand holding the back of my head gently as I snuggled into him

“I don’t know” i whispered because it was just as confusing for me too.

“You know that I care for you my love, yes? I want you to be happy” he told me

“You make me happy” I mumbled

“And you make me happy too sweetheart”

He often held me rather close to him. There were even occasions when we fell asleep together, me in his lap or lead against his chest with his arms tightly around me so I wouldn’t leave him. Id even been in his bed a few times after lounging with him, waking up with his body pressed to mine, mine tucked to his perfectly.

Being with him so much was addicting, I never wanted to leave him.

So when I walked into his artroom to see him and Camille studying one of his drawings I felt my heart ache. Why did still need her?

I needed a way to make her leave him alone. To tell her once and for all that he was just mine.

It was much easier than I had thought. I had learnt that on the occasion he did see her it was a Tuesday afternoon.

So I made sure to get there late morning to see him.

His surprise was clear on his face but he also looked rather pleased.

“My love…did I miss your call?” He asked as he quickly approached me and kissed my cheek

“No i didn’t call, sorry, i just dropped by…are you busy?” I asked looking up at him through my lashes

“Of course not love, I’m never too busy for you. What were you thinking of doing today?” He murmured taking my hand

“Well…I thought maybe you could paint me? You’ve asked to before but we didn’t have time and well I don’t have much to do” i said with a smile seeing his face light up

“Oh what a wonderful idea, come my love, we will set it all up”

And he painted me over the next few hours. He had gone as far as unbuttoning my blouse to reveal my lace bra beneath- “your body is too beautiful to not add” he murmurs as his fingers skimmed my breasts and he opened the shirt with a lick of his lips.

I was already in little denim shorts so my legs were smooth and ready. He seemed to appreciate that as his hands glided over them “you are the perfect muse” he told me as he held the back of my knee gently and bent my leg as much as he thought necessary.

Once he had finished and showed me…well the room was a lot more tense.

I was basically stood in my underwear with how small my shorts were and my top was barely even on.

I was stood right infront of him, my eyes his art and his on me. His hands on my hips as his hot breath hit my neck

“Do you like it my love?” He asked, his voice much lower, deeper

“I love it” I whispered, reaching my hand out to trace it only for him to grab it and bring it back to his chest making me turn around to face him

“It’s wet” he murmured making me blush and nod my head

“Sorry”

“Nonsense…It’s only natural to want to touch” he uttered, i let out a little breath as i looked up at him. His hand cupped my face again as his adams-apple bobbed in his throat. His thumb traced my lips making me part them, letting his thumb into my mouth slightly and wrapping my lips back around it. I watched his eyes darken as I sucked it lightly, his hand pushed the back of my head as he let out a small groan

“That’s it love” he murmured, I let my eyes shut as I let out a whimper to stir him on. A quiet growl left his throat as he pulled his hand away and licked it clean himself, groaning again at my saliva.

His hand still held my head, pulling me straight to him to have our lips moving together.

I moaned into his mouth as his other hand wrapped around my waist to keep me to him. I smiled into the kiss and I could feel him doing the same. He pulled away shortly before coming back with wet open mouthed kisses to my mouth.

His hands pushed the blouse entirely off of me, his hands slipping up my back and to my bra and unclipping it. I let it fall off my arms to the ground between us, sighing as his hands and forearms covered my back. My bare breasts pressed to his clothed chest as he pushed me against the wall of his artroom. He pulled away after repeatedly kissing my lips, only the sounds of our mouths meeting each others bouncing off of the walls. He looked down at me with near black eyes, glancing between my lips and my exposed breasts. My face immediately flushed as i cleared my throat and moved my hands to cover myself

“No- no let me see” he muttered his hands grabbed mine, the exposure had my heart racing…embarrassment crawling up me because what if this was just a quick fuck for him?

I looked back to him, his hands held my breasts tenderly as his brows furrowed

“Klaus…” I muttered unsurely and his eyes quickly darted to mine. I was beginning to doubt my plan, what if it was awkward after? What if I was leading him straight to Cami?

“My love?” His hand was back on my face making me snap back to reality

“Yeah?” I whispered

“Do you want me to stop?”

I blinked at him “I- I don’t know” his face softened as he kissed my forehead

“You know i wouldn’t hurt you” he muttered, his hands brushing the hair out of my face

“I just…What does this mean?” I asked quietly and he smiled a little

“It means you’re mine” he stated, his lips pressed to mine lightly before i pulled away

“And you’re mine?” I questioned

“Of course, who else could I ever want?” He asked, his lips on mine again after, his hands moving down my back. “We don’t have to do anything else…I just want to kiss you” he murmured, pushing me against the wall again. I opened my legs enough to let his knee move between them, i let out a breath into his open mouth as my damp panties rubbed against my denim shorts with rubbed against his thigh. I looked up at him to see his eyes near gold as he watched my body grind against him. His eyes stayed there even after I tugged his henley off my hands explored his body.

Only when I let out a loud moan as the pleasure began to burn pleasurably did he look at my face. His hand moved to my ass and held me still making me let out a grunt and a sigh

“There is no possible way that the first orgasm of our relationship is going to be without me inside you” he murmured as he lifted me, my legs clinging to him

“Where are we going?” I asked as he headed towards the door

“My bed of course” he answered is a slightly questioning tone

“I want to do it here” i whispered and he rose a brow

“In my art room?”

“You can paint me after” i breathed, my lips just below his ear as i kissed the spot afterwards to send a shiver down his spine

“Oh” he uttered as i sucked his neck, his breathing a little heavier as I rolled my hips to his again.

I way put onto a large leather couch, his hands tearing my shorts from my body as he kicked his pants off.

“Here it is” he growled as he kissed down the valley of my breasts to my lower stomach. His tongue darted out quickly to touch the hood of my clit, the unexpectedly heat made my hips buck as a breathy moan spill from my mouth. He let out a long groan as he brought his face between my legs and gave a long lick

“Oh god” I whined, his tongue was hot and fast as it lapped, his hands rubbing along my thighs but not stopping my hips from thrusting upward. “Fuck Klaus you have to stop” I panted making him pull away and hover back over me

“Why?” He asked nearly panting himself

“Because I won’t be able to stop myself cumming and I also want you inside me for the first one” I murmured, my hand pulled him down by the back of his neck as he let out an animalistic sound.

“I want a taste after though” he whispered as his mouth pressed to mine making me moan, my legs wrapped tightly around him trying to pull him down

“Please Klaus” I begged and he hummed lowly. He looked between us as i felt his tip slide along and between my folds, my teeth sunk onto my lower lip. One hand held himself up and the other guided his cock. He played at my entrance for a moment, just pushing the head in and out a few times, i was propped up on my elbows watching with anticipation. His face was pulled into one of concentration as he slowly pushed further inside.

My mouth fell open as he just kept filling me, and when i felt full, I look back down to see part of him still outside of me. My walls strained to his size as I clenched around him, almost trying to push him out.

“You alright love?” He asked and i nodded

“Fuck…how…”

He let out a laugh at my reply before slowly drawing his hips back, pain coursed through me as my walls nearly convulsed. He pushed back in with a grunt

“God” he breathed as he looked at me, our eyes locking as his eyes lusted over further.

“Keep going” I muttered with a nod and he did so without question, his body moving away and toward mine a few more times, the pain slipping into pleasure the more he did so.

I could hear just how wet he had made me as he slowly thrust his hips, and when I looked between us again I found barely any of him was left out.

“Can I go faster?” He asked, his hands now either side of me as his hips rolled. I nodded

“Yeah…yeah go faster” I moaned between words feeling him everywhere. He did so soon enough, moving back and worth quicker by each thrust.

My lower abdomen tightened as he brushed past my spot, his hand gripped the arm of the couch above my head as he grunted. I could hear his skin meet mine as he fucked faster, much faster. He let out a throaty moan the more he went on, my body squeezed him tightly as my nails dug into the leather cushions

I distantly heard a door close making me look up at Klaus but he was lost in his state of pleasure, his eyes barely focusing on my face as he pounded into me roughly. I brought my hand up and pulled him down by his neck, his lips back on mine and his hand leaving the arm of the chair to cup my cheek giving me the leverage I needed to roll on top of him.

He grunted into my moan as I rode him, my thighs still tight around his hips as I moved up and down him. I pulled away with a drawn out moan, my hands moving to his chest to keep me up as my hips fucked his.

I panted as he moaned my name, his arch circled my waist pulling my closer, out skin slapping together as he thrust upward to meet my movements. I heard footsteps making me attach my lips back to his hastily, not that he seemed to mind as he groaned as kissed back hungrily.

The door made a quiet ‘creek’ making my eyes open and glance to see a very shocked Camille. I smiled into the kiss as my hips bucked faster, forcing a moaned version of my name to leave him again as i pulled away from the kiss and bounced along him as quick as i could.

I watched her run off with her hand over her mouth and her eyes full of hateful tears.

I looked down at him to see him looking incredibly messy in the hottest of ways. His hair was a state, lips swollen and a smudge of my lipstick coming from the corner, his eyes were like the darkest of storms and he breathed my name like a prayer.

The sight alone could’ve made me cum, let alone him being deep inside me and fucking my spot perfectly with his fingers gliding over my clit rhythmically. I felt myself let go around him, a silent scream leaving my lips as I fucked him through his release, his ropes of cum filling me beyond capacity and covering both of our legs.

I practically collapsed on top of him and he was quick to hug me to him. Both of us panting as we breathed shared air between us. Our bodies were covered in a thin layer of sweat as his hot breath fanned over my face, his hand tucking my surely unruly hair behind my ear before kissing my lips gently

“You have- no idea- how much- I needed that” he panted, i lead my head down on his boiling chest as I attempted to steady my breathing. “Believe me, when i tell you that i love you” he whispered and I subconsciously tightened around him, his hand fisting my hair in a response. “And by that- I assume you do to?” He asked and i nodded

“Always” i uttered

“And forever” he finished, his hand still detangling my hair. And I knew that he was mine

(Was sat watching the Kings coronation while writing this yesterday 😭)

[justlostinautumn]

Request: Love Sick!

@catmikaelson20 asked: hello, could you make a request for klaus where he is madly in love with the reader and is courting her and everyone makes fun of him because with the others he is an idiot and around him he basically follows her like a puppy and grabs anything to please her🥰🥰

Klaus normally gets what he wants. Women and men normally fall at his feet craving his attention, but Y/N wasn’t like that and he was happy about that. He had made it his mission to make her his. He was going to court her, he didn’t care the lengths he had to go to win her favour, but what he did know was that he was going to win it.

Klaus had decided that it would be Y/N or no one else. So, he decided that he would begin the courting process. He knew that it would take time, but he has all the time in the world.

Klaus decided to start off simple and thought it would be best to be friends. Getting to know one another and spending time together. Y/N loved spending time with Klaus, he was always so open about talking about everything he had seen and experience. Whereas, Stefan just wanted to bury it away like his nature and Damon would always make some wisecrack joke about his past. Y/N found herself spending more time around Klaus and his family and getting to know them. Spending time with them felt undramatic and simple, it didn’t feel like there was another drama around the corner and she was happy about that.

The more time they spent together to more often Klaus would bring her gifts like her favourite flowers and chocolates. But, sometimes it was the simple things like her favourite coffee or a small sketch of her. Without fail it would make her blush and she couldn’t help the smile that would invade her face.

It wasn’t just Y/N that he won over but also her family, his easy charm and manners won them over. They enjoyed watching him with their daughter and how kind and caring he is about her.

When it came to the ball, Klaus got her a stunning dress and requested that she saved him a dance. Y/N wasn’t planning on attending the Ball but she couldn’t refuse him. She loved it and felt like a princess the whole evening even though she had no clue what her friends had planned for the Mikaelson’s. It was Damon and Stefan who had noticed how his focus had gone solely onto Y/N.

Rebekah and Kol were watching as Klaus filled a basket with treats and gifts.

“Nik what are you doing?” Rebekah asked with a raised brow.

“Y/N is ill and I thought that I would make her a hamper with all the things she likes to make her feel better.” Klaus answered as he was putting the finishing touches on it. 

“Look at you Niklaus all domesticated.” Kol grinned manically at his brother.

“Shut it Kol.” Klaus glared at his little brother.

“I didn’t know you could do something so selfless.” Rebekah looked at her brother in shock.

“Well, I have my moments.” Klaus huffed picking up the basket and left quickly leaving behind two highly amused siblings.

Rebekah found it funny watching her love sick brother who refused to love anyone follow after her like a puppy. All she can say is that she is glad that it wasn’t someone like Caroline Forbes. 

Elijah found it refreshing to see his brother like this he had always said that love is a vampire's greatest weakness and now to see him fawning over someone was amusing.

Finn watched on in shock, but soon found it as amusing as his siblings especially in moments when Y/N wouldn’t give him the time of day.

Kol found it hilarious. Kol’s favourite thing is to flirt aggressively with Y/N and also to take up as much of her time as he can to make Klaus jealous.

Y/N decided that she wanted to go to the Grill for a little while and Klaus found out and decided to join her. Damon, Stefan, Caroline and Elena were also there and they watched as Klaus followed Y/N like a lost puppy.

“Oh look it’s the puppy.” Damon grinned, receiving a fierce glare from Klaus and a low snarl making the group all flinch back at the sound, before Klaus quickly brought his attention back to Y/N and melted under her smile. The group watched in mild awe at how different Klaus was with her compared to others. When Y/N leaves after a call from her parents, Damon makes his way next to him. “I didn’t know the big bad Hybrid was all soft for some girl.” Damon grinned amused.

“Have care how you talk about Y/N.” Klaus glared at what Damon said.

“Ohhh, what hitting a nerve with the puppy?” Damon grinned amused.

“Just because you two seem doomed to always want each others girl doesn’t mean we all have to fall at her feet.” Klaus snaps at the two who where taken aback by his words.

Stefan likes to tease him about when they were werewolf hunting and he was continuously asking about her.

[shrenvents]

Bewitched.

Warnings: Minors dni, smut, oral, cunnilingus, unprotected, fluff, some violence, biting

Pairing: Klaus Mikaelson x Witch reader

Summary: You're a witch with a specific skill set, one that has intrigued a certain hybrid.

Word count: 2.7k

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Voodoo. Magic. Impulse. Obsession.

She was his newest fascination.

Klaus heard her laughter cracking through the walls of the barren bar before it cut short. He observed the sunlight blazing across her poorly parked car. His lips slanted in mild amusement. He told himself, that’s all it was, all she was. Mild amusement for an immortal. Though, something felt different.

He strutted into the place, head hung high as he scanned the bare vicinity. His eyes halted on a man behind the bar, rinsing glass cups. The bartender's eyes adverted from Klaus, the second he caught his stare. The man's nerves were duly noted as Klaus approached him.

“I’ll have a glass of your finest red,” Klaus spoke artfully, with a fake smile plastered on his face. The worker shuddered. “Ug- we’re not serving right now.”

“No worries mate,” his mellifluous voice paused. “The red I fancy isn’t something I’d find on your menu.” The man's gaze shot up to Klaus’s. His lips trembled as Klaus continued his jest. “Unless you intend to provide me with a bite, I suggest you tell me where she’s hidden.” Klaus’s threat echoed through the building, till silence took its place.

Suddenly, the sound of a back door, opening and slamming shut jolted Klaus away from the bartender. He instantly raced to the door, ripping it open. He watched as her frame scattered into her rusted car. He growled. There was no way he'd let her escape once again...

Your body was convulsing with anxiety. Who were you to know a little magic truce with the “other side,” would have a certain hybrid on your front doorstep. It didn’t help when you levitated everything in your apartment at him, including your freshly made spaghetti with bolognese. It was to be expected, that would piss him off...

Yanking the car door shut, you forced the key in and started the engine.

“Where are we headed this time darling?”

“Ahhh!” You screamed, snapping your head to the uninvited passenger. Klaus sat leisurely beside you, and you swear your life flashed before your eyes. “I must say, I enjoyed our time in Chicago. Perhaps San Fran may be the next best thing, love.” His smug face adorned your features, absorbing the way your face contorted in both fear and frustration.

“Jesus,” you huff, and Klaus’s smirk grows. “As much as I love the idea, somehow becoming your personal chauffeur isn’t that appealing.” Klaus chuckles lowly, leaning in, more and more.

“Well, if you hadn’t decided to run off, you crafty little thing," he drawls sweetly, "We wouldn’t have the pleasure.”

“If you weren’t trying to kill me, maybe I’d stick around.” Klaus’s brows twist like he's appalled by your words. “Who said I was interested in killing you?”

“You- I- then, what do you want?” You stammer. Klaus went quiet. You watched as his expression goes blank, before he acts as though he was in deep thought. Then, his mouth gaped in 'awe,' as if the answer suddenly came to him. “Your talents of course.”

“My talents.” You repeat, baffled.

“Yes, do keep up, my dear.”

“Why? You could have any witch at your disposal, at a moment's notice.”

The corner of his lips elevate once more. “I’m flattered.”

He’s become so close now, you feel his breath, and you try not to shiver as it grazes your neck. He, on the other hand, basks in your scent.

“But, unlike my other witches, you have a gift,” he muses. “Your connection with the dead is something to behold, and something I crave.”

After a prolonged silence, you speak. “If I help you with whatever," you move further into your seat, "When it comes to an end, you’ll let me walk away, unscathed?” Your brow quirks, and with every fibre of your being, you manage to maintain eye contact. “Yes, you have my word.�� Klaus’s expression went stoic, holding an unflinching seriousness that made your heart rate stutter. And strangely, you knew you could trust him.

That's how you ended up as his lackey. For the past 5 weeks, you were at his beck and call as he tormented humans, werewolves, and vampires alike.

Like any other day, your conscious is eating away at you, as you call upon another ancestor of those he plagues. Today though, you finally broke. He had been cruelly punishing a guy for hours, as you questioned his late brother through the veil.

“That’s enough!” Klaus’s eyes dart to yours, and his angry appearance softens. Instinctively, he grips your forearm and drags you out of the motel room.

“Love, what’s wrong?”

“What's wrong is that I’m tired, and his brother is telling me jack shit about those ‘hunters.’” You huff, closing your eyes.

Klaus firmly presses himself stock-still, resisting every urge that wishes to devour you, as you naively allow him to hold you so close, let your guard down, and close your eyes. Such an urge that has only worsened, and become insatiable since you started your venture together…

“Love, why don’t you grab a bite from the cafe across the street, while I fill up the car's tank?” He says heartfeltly, "That way we both can have a break."

Your eyes flutter open, and you nearly tremble at the gentle look that flickers in his gaze. However, his body language, which clutches you tightly, suggests he is anything but. “Okay.”

After five minutes alone in a booth, you gather up the last of the courage you were trying to dispel. Now, heading back to the rented room, to release the hostage. Stupid, very stupid, you think. But you can’t help it.

When you enter the room, the door slowly creaks shut, and shadows engulf you. It’s too quiet, and you can’t see the hostage. Unease fills your system, and you begin to regret this decision. That impending regret soon became alarms going off, when the captive grabs your torso, roughly caging your arms. His grip is inescapable, and when you try to scream, his free hand covers your mouth.

“You fucking bitch,” he murmurs with disgust, and you wince. “How about I leave you bleeding out here, all laid out for you bloodthirsty master.” The man crackles with humourless laughter. “I’m sure he’d appreciate that.”

While his venomous words made you cower, you relentlessly struggle against him, fighting with all that you could muster. Unfortunately, your captor was a werewolf, and far too strong for you to at least break free, to cast a spell.

He muffles Klaus’s name with his palm, and tears prick your eyes. Even after the numerous times you’d bicker and argue, he was still the first person who came to mind, who you hopelessly called out to.

The man began lifting your body towards the door, urgently turning the knob. Just as the outside light cuts into your vision, you're wrenched from him, pulled into a powerful embrace. With ease, Klaus’s arms carry you away, swiftly placing you in the backseat of your car, locked safely inside.

His figure then disappears just as quickly, and you hear your aggressor's voice wail in pain. Shaking, you curl over yourself, covering both ears pathetically.

After what feels like an eternity, two large hands cup your tear-stained cheeks, bringing you out of your shell. He quiets you, as he slides inside the vehicle, smoothly pulling you onto his lap. One of his arms supports your back, while the other strokes your hair. Calming you down, he mutters things like: 'Everything’s fine now love,' 'I’m here,' 'I’ll take care of you...'

“I’ve never felt so helpless,” you mumble.

He shakes his head. “There’s nothing you could've done to stop a werewolf, especially when a full moon draws near,” he soothes. You press your cheek further into his broad chest. “Though, I wish you would’ve just listened to me for once, and stayed put.”

You shoot your head up, adjusting to face him, close enough that your noses nearly meet. “If I listened to you, I’d probably be dead by now.”

“Oh really?” He grins, eyes creasing, “How so?”

“Well, for one, that time you ordered me to question that vampire chick's dead boyfriend about his affair, right in front of her.” Klaus guffaws. “You're laughing, but she would've bit my head off.”

“She wouldn’t have,” he denies, still chuckling.

“Yes, she would have Klaus.” You start to laugh too.

“You know, I wouldn’t have let her.” His face deadpans, “Like I didn’t let our were-friend hurt you," he voices, airily. "I gave you my word.”

“Yes, of course, your word.” You giggle nervously, glancing at the hand currently bracing your thigh, gliding its thumb back and forth. “It’s not all that I’ve given you.”

You look up and are met with a mysterious look this time. Your brows furrow in confusion. He smiles dreamily, “Your skills as a witch truly know no bounds.”

“The hell are you talking about now?” You retort, making Klaus laugh loudly.

“I’m talking about your spell," he whispers. "The one that has bewitched me.”

You freeze, heart dropping.

“You don’t mean that...” Your sentence trails off as Klaus stares through you.

He’s so unpredictable, that a part of you believes he's most likely playing some sick game. But, there was also a possibility that he meant it, and all the hidden desires, for your unconventional boss, were about to bubble to the surface.

“I've meant every word, from the moment I met you, when you got the better of me.” He smirks, breath fanning your face. “Witchcraft.”

Then his lips take yours, slow at first, but the entanglement shortly turns desperate. Slightly hesitant, you grind on him, eager to pull him closer. He groans, and his hands enthusiastically roam your waist and back, beckoning you nearer.

Moving in a frenzy, as your fingers tangle in his locks, you swing your leg to straddle him. He moans your name in between kisses, and palms your ass.

Continuously rolling your body into him, makes you feel his arousal, causing a whine to escape. When your lips break apart, his mouth runs down your jaw, to your neck. You gasp, but you don’t stop him. He audibly tells you how much he’s enjoying himself, and you squeeze your thighs over his.

“I can only imagine how sinful you taste here darling.” He remarks as his hand slides over your core, and you whimper. “How about you let me try?” He hums politely. “You know you want me to.”

“No,” you huff.

“No?” His voice rises questioningly, and a hand gropes your chest, while the other grips your chin, tilting your head down to peer into his eyes. “Not here,” you finish, and he smirks wildly.

“Then, I’ll just have to get us a private room?” He purrs seductively into you ear, making you shiver. “One that is, unoccupied,” he rolls his tongue, and you shiver again at the double meaning behind his words. You don’t even want to think about what he did to your assailant…

“Please,” you sigh into a kiss, pecking his lips, which seems to surprise Klaus momentarily. His surprise briskly turns into a beaming smile. “To be continued,” he utters before shifting you off him, and rushing out the car.

Not long after, Klaus reappears with that same childlike cheer gracing his features. Jerking the door open, he outstretches his hand like a gentleman. You accept it, and his palm completely envelops yours. He tugs you to his hip, and nibbles on your earlobe while you walk to a random room.

As soon as the door locks behind you, he presses himself against your backside. “Now, how about that taste?” He mutters while lifting your hair to kiss your nape, and rubbing himself against you. You press closer, before spinning around to enclose your mouth on his again. He groans into your mouth approvingly, backing your body toward the queen-size bed.

His lips free yours when your back legs hit the edge, and you fall backwards with a yelp. His hands soon make work of your lower half, removing your clothes as he kneels infront of your cunt. You inhale deeply, as cool air hits your bare body.

He goes silent, so you raise your head to peek at him. Klaus ogles you heatedly, like the predator he is. “Lovely,” he sing-songs.

He abruptly grips your thighs and heaves your core to his mouth, so close, his breath warms your skin. “K-Klaus.”

“Hmmm,” he hums shortly, before delving into you. You sob a cry of shock. His tongue expertly runs over your folds, sucking the nub with such a slow deliberation, like he can’t decide how he wishes to take you at first, as if he’s imagined every which way he could.

You whine, motioning him to make his choice, bucking up, feeling his stubble scratch you. Then he grows aggressive, hungrily lapping your clit, over and over, until he ushers out your orgasm.

When your lengthy climax finishes, he moves to sigh pleasantly into the crook of your neck. “You’re incredible,” he emits with a chant of your name, thoroughly relaxing your shaking form.

“Fuck, take off your clothes,” you beg. He immediately abides by your command, tearing off his shirt and pants. You grab his necklaces to haul his lips to yours. You savour every inch of yourself on his tongue, and he relishes in how dirty the act is.

“There’s only so much I can do before dawn, and it won't nearly be enough to satisfy my hunger for you.” His poetic words erupt something within. You exhale, “It seems you’re going to break your promise then.”

He stills at your words, befuddled. You elaborate, “There’s no way I’m coming out of this unscathed.” A timid smile spreads across your face, and he almost nods in understanding, feeling a strange quiver in his chest.

Wordlessly, he pulls himself from his slacks, and you take off the last of your clothes. Suddenly feeling a little out of body, you decide to take back some control of the situation. So, you flip your positions, once again, surprising Klaus, though he allows it.

You straddle him, and lower yourself onto his thick cock. You whimper the second the tip enters, and he growls, pressing his fingertips into your hips, definitely leaving bruises.

“You’re too big,” you gasp.

“You can handle it, sweetheart,” he states mindlessly. He wraps his arms around your waist and arms, pulling you down onto him. His hips press completely into you, pushing himself inside to the hilt. A wheeze leaves your lungs as he grounds into you. “Klaus, it’s too-“

“It’s perfect,” he finishes for you. You barely have any time to adapt to his size before he begins pounding. Pleasure wracks through you, and he takes whatever control you had away. His pace is unnerving, and you utter incoherent words, while his fangs graze your neck.

“Tell me,” he groans through his panting. “Tell me you want me.” He demands, though it almost sounds like he’s begging for it. “I-I want you.” The words stumble out as his thrusts reach your center.

“More,” he just about whines.

“I want you Klaus,” you shout. “You feel so good- fuck I’ve always wanted this, you.” You ramble, egged on by him. He loves it, and you feel it in his strength. He holds you tighter, and the air abandons your body.

Feeling his leg tremble, you know he’s close. “Bite me.” His clamped-shut eyelids pop open, and his dark pupils bore into yours. You kiss him, and take his bottom lip between your teeth. “Bite me while you cum,” you command.

He gulps before taking his last few pumps into you. He moans into your neck as his teeth puncture your flesh. You cry out at the mixture of pain and pleasure that shatters you both.

After almost 10 minutes, he releases you from his firm caress and kisses the holes in your neck.

Still inside, he turns you both on your sides. You catch your breath. “How are you still hard?” You sigh in exasperation, and he chuckles breezily. “I told you, you’ve bewitched my very soul darling.” He smirks.

“This is only the beginning.”

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