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girlkisser13 · 6 months ago

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going on your first date with the tvdu men would include

damon salvatore

• damon would likely choose a secluded and romantic location, perhaps the mystic grill for a drink, followed by a surprise trip to a hidden spot in the woods or a beautiful clearing with a view of the stars.

• he would pick you up in his blue convertible, making the journey to your date part of the experience, complete with playful banter and a perfectly curated playlist.

• expect witty and flirty conversation. we all know damon LOVES to tease, but he’d also be surprisingly attentive, showing genuine interest in getting to know you better.

• he’d most likely choose your drink for you, something you’d end up loving, showcasing his impeccable taste. if the date involves food, he’d make sure it’s something special, perhaps even cooking for you at his house.

• if the moment felt right, damon will suggest dancing. whether it’s a slow dance in the woods under the stars or a playful dance at the grill, he’d make it unforgettable.

• at the end of the date, damon would walk you to your door. his goodbye would be lingering, leaving you eager for the next time you see him. he’d probably leave you with a teasing comment or a promise of more to come.

elijah mikaelson

• elijah would choose an elegant and sophisticated location, a high-end restaurant with a stunning view or a private, luxurious setting that exudes old school harm.

• he’d OBVIOUSLY show up dressed impeccably in a tailored suit, reflecting his refined and timeless style. every detail of his appearance would be perfect, from his cufflinks to his neatly styled hair.

• elijah would send a classic car to pick you up, or he would arrive himself, ready to escort you to your date with utmost courtesy.

• elijah would be genuinely interested in your thoughts, opinions, and experiences. he’d share fascinating stories from his centuries-long life, offering glimpses into his past while keeping an air of mystery.

• elijah is the epitome of a gentleman. he’d hold doors open for you, help you with your coat, and ensure you feel cherished and respected throughout the evening.

• he would bring you a thoughtful gift, such as a bouquet of rare flowers or a book that he thinks you’d love, showing his attention to detail and consideration.

• elijah would choose the finest cuisine and wine, making sure everything is of the highest quality. he’d ensure the meal is a culinary experience, with each course carefully selected to delight your palate.

• he would engage you in conversations about art, history, literature, and culture, revealing his vast knowledge and passion for these subjects.

• while elijah is a perfect gentleman, there’s always an underlying sense of his power and ability to protect you. you’d feel safe and secure in his presence, knowing he’d go to great lengths to ensure your well-being.

• at the end of the date, elijah would walk you to your door, ensuring you’re safely home. his goodbye would be tender and sincere, perhaps with a gentle kiss on your hand or a soft brush of his lips against your cheek, leaving you enchanted and eager for the next time you meet.

kol mikaelson

• kol would choose a fun and unpredictable location for your date. this could range from a vibrant bar in the french quarter, to a late-night carnival, or even a spontaneous adventure like breaking into an abandoned mansion for some exploring.

• kol would either show up in a flashy car or decide to take you for a walk through the lively streets of new orleans, there’s no in between.

• kol is all about living in the moment. he might suggest impromptu activities, like dancing in the street to a nearby musician’s tunes or trying some exotic food from a street vendor.

• there’s always a touch of mischief with kol. he might pull a harmless prank or engage in a bit of friendly competition, such as challenging you to a game of pool or darts at a local bar.

• kol wouldn’t hide his vampire nature; instead, he’d use it to impress you. he’d show off his speed, strength, and compel the bartender to give you both free drinks.

• the date would be filled with energy and excitement. kol’s enthusiasm is contagious, and he’d ensure you’re constantly entertained and engaged, never a dull moment.

• at the end of the date, kol would walk you home, making sure you’re safely inside. his goodbye would be flirty and full of promise, perhaps with a lingering kiss or a playful comment about your next adventure together.

jeremy gilbert

• jeremy would choose a casual and comfortable location, like a cozy café, a local diner, or a peaceful spot by the lake for a picnic.

• jeremy is a good listener and would be interested in learning about your passions, dreams, and experiences.

• jeremy would suggest doing something fun and interactive, like visiting an arcade, going for a hike, or even attending a local concert. he’d want to create a memorable experience that’s enjoyable for both of you.

• jeremy’s an artist so he might even take you to a local art gallery, or he could even bring his sketchbook and show you some of his sketches (they’re honestly probably all sketches of you).

• jeremy would choose a place with good, hearty food— nothing too fancy, but something that feels comforting and satisfying. if you’re having a picnic, he’d pack a basket with some of his favorite snacks and drinks.

• he also loves being outdoors, so he might take you to a beautiful, secluded spot in nature.

• at the end of the date, jeremy would walk you to your door and make sure you’re safely inside. his goodbye would be sweet and sincere, leaving you feeling cared for and excited for the next time you see him.

malachai "kai" parker

• kai would choose an unconventional and adventurous location. this could range from exploring an old, abandoned building to a spontaneous road trip to a nearby town. he loves to keep things exciting and unpredictable.

• there’s always a sense of mischief with kai. he would definitely suggest something dangerous or illegal, like sneaking into a restricted area or trying out a thrilling activity. he enjoys pushing boundaries and seeing how far you’re willing to go.

• kai wouldn’t shy away from using his magic. he might perform small, impressive spells to amuse you or use his powers to enhance the date, like creating a magical light show or conjuring up something special.

• kai would take you to a unique, offbeat restaurant or café, somewhere with a cool vibe and interesting menu. he’d make sure the experience is memorable and out of the ordinary.

• at the end of the date, kai would walk you to your door with a mix of playful charm and genuine interest. his goodbye would be intriguing and magnetic, perhaps with a lingering touch or a cryptic comment that leaves you wanting more.

niklaus "klaus" mikaelson

• klaus would choose a sophisticated and exclusive location, like a private rooftop dinner with a stunning view of the city, a hidden garden, or a historic site. he loves grandeur and would want to impress you with a memorable setting.

• klaus would pick you up in a luxurious car, ensuring you travel in comfort and style. the journey would be smooth and filled with engaging conversation, making you feel at ease and intrigued.

• klaus is well-read and knowledgeable, and he’d be genuinely interested in your thoughts and experiences. he’d share fascinating stories from his long life, providing glimpses into his complex personality.

• klaus is a master of romantic gestures. he’d bring you a bouquet of rare flowers, arrange for a talented musician to play a private concert, or surprise you with a beautifully handwritten note expressing his admiration.

• klaus has a deep appreciation for art and culture. he might take you to an art gallery, a classical music concert, or even show you some of his own artwork. he’d love to share his passions with you and see your reactions.

• klaus has a penetrating gaze that can make you feel like the only person in the world. throughout the date, he’d often lock eyes with you, never looking away until you do.

• his protective nature would be evident. he’d ensure you feel safe and cared for at all times, subtly asserting his strength and willingness to defend you if needed.

• klaus is a gentleman at heart. he’d open doors for you, pull out your chair, and be attentive to your needs, ensuring you feel respected and cherished.

• at the end of the date, klaus would walk you to your door. his goodbye would be lingering and filled with promise, perhaps with a gentle kiss on your hand or a soft brush of his lips against yours, leaving you yearning for more.

stefan salvatore

• stefan would choose a charming, low-key location for your first date. this might be a quaint café, a scenic park, or a cozy restaurant with a relaxed atmosphere where you can talk and connect.

• he’d pick you up in his car, making sure the ride is pleasant and comfortable. he might even play a soft playlist to set a relaxed mood.

• stefan is thoughtful and would likely bring a small, meaningful gift, like a single flower or a favorite book he thinks you’d enjoy. he values the little things that show he’s paying attention.

• stefan would plan a thoughtful activity, such as a stroll through a picturesque park, a visit to a local art exhibit, or a casual outing to a farmers' market, where you can explore and talk.

• he’d pay close attention to your preferences and needs, ensuring you’re comfortable and having a good time. if you mention a favorite food or drink, he’d remember and include it in the date.

• stefan’s demeanor is kind and respectful. he’d open doors for you, offer his arm while walking, and be attentive without being overwhelming, showing his genuine respect and care.

• rather than grand gestures, stefan plan a quiet moment to watch the sunset together or find a peaceful spot where you can talk privately.

• at the end of the date, stefan would walk you to your doorstep. his goodbye would be heartfelt, leaving you with a feeling of warmth and anticipation for the next time you see him.

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elijahstwink · 8 months ago

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i also have the fantasy of fucking elijah in red door mode yooo 😳 ... but if you ever feel inspired and want to write smut abt it , Im interested in reading it ofc,, and there is also just so few red door elijah shit out there 💔

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(I’d let him punch me holy this gif is hot)

Your boyfriend is going through a rough time. You help him feel better ;)

Thank you for the request anon! I always feel like writing dark!Elijah smut so this was so fun! It’s also the freakiest thing I’ve written lol. I hope you enjoy - Dex

Warnings: Blood play, Spitting, Choking, Slapping, Oral F!receiving, Dom!Elijah, Sub!reader, Elijah’s pretty mean, overstimulation, blood drinking, degradation, use of slut, whore etc

Seperate warning for this one. This has CNC! (Aka Reader consents for Elijah not to stop when she asks him too)

Your white dress billows behind you as you sprint down the hallway and towards the red door. Your bare feet burn at each step on ragged tile. You glance back to see Elijah turn the corner. His stone cold face and bare chest are covered in blood, all emotion void from his expression. Desperation fuels your speed, your legs burning and your lungs screaming as adrenaline courses through you. Elijah follows at a steady pace, his deliberate steps echoing, his breathing animalistic. He could catch you in an instant, but he prefers the thrill of the chase. He wants to savor your fear, your pain.

His footsteps are unnervingly close as you near the door. Just a little farther…

You slam into the red wood, pain shooting through your arm as you grasp the brass doorknob. It’s locked. You pound on the door, scream, and glance back in terror as Elijah approaches.

“Elijah, please!” you plead, but he keeps coming. This isn’t your Elijah, the kind and noble man you loved. This is a monster.

You turn back to the door, pounding and screaming for help, but it’s too late. Elijah’s hand clamps onto your upper arm, yanking you toward him. You struggle, but his grip is unbreakable. His eyes darken, veins pulsing as he opens his mouth, revealing sharp fangs glinting in the darkness.

Elijah jolts upright in bed, his body drenched in sweat and trembling. Nightmares of hurting you plague him every night since the incident with his mother. The red door haunts his mind, and he can no longer ignore it.

Breathing deeply, Elijah clutches his hair and turns to watch you sleep. Usually, this sight calms him, reminding him that he isn’t the blood-covered man in his dreams. That red door Elijah is just a fragment of himself, a dark fraction everyone has.

But tonight is different. The dreams are more vivid, leaving him feeling feral and dangerous. Every small sound or touch threatens to make him lose control. He needs blood.

Elijah carefully slips out of bed, pulling on grey sweatpants. He moves silently through the dark compound, descending the staircase to the large kitchen. He rounds the island, opens the blood fridge, and light floods the dark space. He grabs three blood bags and rips into one.

As the blood overtakes his senses, veins web below his eyes. He grips the marble countertop harder, ripping open the second bag, anger rising. The taste of blood makes red door Elijah creep to the surface.

“Lijah?” you call from the doorway, wrapped in a silk nightgown. Elijah’s head snaps up, his red eyes meeting yours as the marble edge crumbles in his hand. You rush to him, but before you can reach him, he grabs you by the neck, pinning you against the wall.

Despite his aggressive state, you’re not scared. You’ve been worried for him since he returned, his personality flipping randomly between normal and red door Elijah. The worst was on Bourbon Street, when he tried to rip out a man's heart for bumping into you. Red door Elijah is possessive, never letting you out of his sight, fearing that if you walk away, he’ll start chasing you like in his dreams.

Elijah's grip on your neck is firm but not painful, and you see the conflict in his eyes.

“Hey, it’s okay, my love,” you say softly, cupping his cheeks and tracing the veins with your fingertips until they fade.

Elijah’s eyes return to their regular onyx shade, guilt washing over him as he releases your neck and drops the empty blood bag.

“Shh, you’re alright, I’m alright,” you comfort him, wrapping your arms around him as he breathes heavily into the crook of your neck.

“I- I don’t know what to do, I crave you,” Elijah growls into your skin, his fangs gently scratching along your pulse point. Your eyes shut at the contact, but an idea pops into your head. A crazy, probably stupid idea... but an idea nonetheless.

“Perhaps you need to release all the pent up anger.” You suggest carefully. Elijah pulls away from your neck and stares at you in confusion.

“What do you mean?” He places his hands on the wall either side of your head, keeping you trapped against him. You can tell by the look in his eye that he definitely knows what you mean.

“I mean,” You rest your hand flat on Elijah’s bare chest, sliding it down to cup him over his sweatpants. “Let go, take it all out on me.” You gaze up at him innocently, something you know drives him nuts. Elijah swallows, his Adam’s apple bobbing with the movement.

“No y/n. I wouldn’t be myself, I could hurt you.” Elijah shakes his head, already feeling his alternate personality taking control as his cock thickens under your touch.

“That’s the thing, you won’t hurt me. And as soon as you prove that to yourself, you can start to move past this.” You explain, slipping your hand under his waistband and taking hold of his erection, his length warm in you grasp.

You completely believe what you’re telling him. You know that he would never hurt you if not for pleasure, but that doesn’t stop you feeling like this may be a mistake. After all, Elijah is pretty dominant in bed already. If normal Elijah can edge you for hours or make you cum so much you’re begging for him to stop. Who knows what red door Elijah will do.

“Do you kn-“ Elijah interrupts himself with a deep groan as you push his pants to his feet and bring your unoccupied hand down to play with his balls, rolling them between your fingers. You can’t tear your gaze from his swollen cock and the bead of arousal gathering at the tip as wetness builds between your legs. You could mentally pat yourself on the back right now for not dropping to your knees and licking it up.

He suddenly grips your wrist, rough enough to leave a mark, making you gasp in surprise and release your hold on him. When you look up, you see that his eyes have returned to that crimson shade with veins underneath them. He grabs your neck with his free hand and leans down till your faces are inches apart.

“Do you know what you are asking for?” He breaths against your lips, tightening his hold when you nod. “Words.” He commands sternly.

“Yes, Elijah.” You squeak. He smirks at you, the veins flowing under his eyes.

“And you are aware that if you say stop, I won’t.” Elijah growls. You can tell he’s holding back, needing your consent before doing anything more.

“I know. I want you…” You murmur, bravely grabbing at his crotch again before whispering in his ear, “to ruin me.”

You can visibly see when red door Elijah fully takes over, any apprehension within him vanishes as he suddenly rips your night gown off your body and steps out of his pants, leaving you both naked.

“I didn’t mean here!” You whisper, looking around anxiously. The kitchen is one of the main rooms of the compound. If anyone were to wake up it’s highly likely they’d come to this room.

You squeak as Elijah lifts you onto the centre island and pushes you to lay flat on it. The cold marble countertop against your back sends chills down your spine as Elijah stands between your legs. His eyes are clouded,

“What if someone walks in?” You ask as Elijah bends your knees so that your feet are on the counter and your core is exposed. Elijah doesn’t respond, instead grabbing the last blood bag and holding it over you with a smirk.

You don’t have time to even question what the hell he’s planning before he rips the plastic in half with his hands, drenching you in blood. God this man is lucky you love him because no other human would still be turned on while covered in blood. Elijah leans down so you are face to face, his chest is getting covered in blood now as well.

“If anyone walks in here,” Elijah dips a finger between your breasts, “I’ll snap their neck.” He growls, sucking on his now bloody finger, moaning at the taste.

Red door Elijah doesn’t seem to be the slow and steady type. His movements are rough and almost crazed as he grips your thighs and pulls your legs over his shoulders. Now eye level with your blood covered cunt, Elijah doesn’t hesitate to practically devour you. The filthy sound of his mouth slurping up the mix of blood and arousal between your folds echoes throughout the kitchen. You release a choked moan as he sucks harshly on your sensitive bundle of nerves.

Normal Elijah usually starts soft and gradually builds your pleasure to its peak. So this unfamiliar pace fills you with an uncomfortable sensitivity, causing you to grip his hair in both your hands and try to push his head away. Elijah releases a disapproving grunt at your actions. He moves his grip from your thighs to your wrists and pins them straight down at your sides. Your hands clench helplessly at the sleek countertop in an attempt to find something to grip as you squirm with oversensitivity.

When your wrists are tugged on slightly, you lift your head for the first time to watch the man between your legs. Elijah’s face is coloured crimson and veins are moving beneath his skin. A whimper passes your lips when his tongue thrusts inside you and his red eyes meet yours. His gaze is intense and demanding, practically shouting ‘behave’. You throw your head back against the marble with a loud moan as Elijah starts fucking you with his tongue. The feeling of the pointed muscle curling against your sweet spot has you arching your back. Sharp stabs of overstimulation are turning into waves of pleasure, causing you to clench your thighs around his head.

“E-Elijah I’m so close.” You wail, all your pleasure knotting together, building up in your lower stomach. Elijah hums in approval, his tongue working faster. and his nose nudging against your clit. Your moans increase in pitch as you’re brought closer to the edge, your hips jerking and your legs starting to shake. It doesn’t take more then a few thrusts of Elijah’s tongue against the spongy spot inside you before you’re coming, wailing in pleasure and practically grinding on your boyfriends face as you get lost in the euphoric feeling. Your legs are almost vibrating with the intensity of their shaking and your walls are pulsating around Elijah’s tongue as you come down from your orgasm.

Elijah pulls away quite suddenly, releasing his bruising grip on your wrists and dropping your legs from his shoulders. “Stand up.” He orders, taking a step backwards. You would have given him a ‘are your serious right now?’ type of look, if you weren’t too out of it. Instead you stay lying across the counter, trembling as you come down from your high. After a moment of silence you manage to speak out, “Elijah, Can’t.”.

“I said,” he grabs you under your arms and hauls you upwards so you are standing on shaking legs, all your weight being supported by him, “stand up.” He seethes, releasing his grip.

Your knees instantly buckle underneath you and you fall into Elijah’s chest. You would have hit the ground if not for him wrapping an arm around your waist, holding you against his chest and smirking at your feeble state.

“My naughty girl,” Elijah tugs your hair so that your head swings back, your eyes meeting his, “can’t even follow a simple task, hm?” He taunts.

His face has returned to normal, and he seems to have wiped the blood from around his mouth at some point. Elijah’s eyes are clouded with more than lust and you can see the red door version of him staring back at you. He usually talks much more during sex, and you can’t deny that you miss the comforting praise.

That thought is literally smacked away as Elijah’s palm meets your cheek in a light slap. You probably look like an idiot for a split second as you process what he just did.. and how much you liked it. You release a drawn out moan as he repeats the action before grabbing your jaw, holding your head up to his and smirking.

“Do you like that?” Elijah chuckles as you flush in embarrassment.

“If you wish to act like a slut, then I will treat you as such. Open.” He growls, pulling at your jaw as you open your mouth. Red Door Elijah is seemingly full of surprises, as he lines up his mouth with yours and spits. The feeling of someone else’s spit in your mouth would likely make you throw up. But this was Elijah, your boyfriend and the love of your life so of course it feels good. A rush of arousal wets your spent cunt as you gurgle slightly.

Elijah clamps your mouth shut, grinning like a maniac as he instructs you “Swallow,” The slide of his spit down your throat makes you moan, absolutely loving the filthiness of his actions, “Good girl.” He praises you for the first time, giving your jaw a light squeeze before releasing it.

The praise is gone as quickly as it came when Elijah spins you around, bending you over the counter. You gasp at the coldness against your sensitive nipples. He holds your hip with one hand, the other guiding his erect cock through your shiny folds. The pleasure of Elijah nudging your clit with every upstroke distracts you from the feeling on blood slowly drying on your skin.

Your mouth drops in surprise, screaming out as Elijah suddenly enters you in one bruising thrust and with no warning. The stretch is painful, but you’re wet enough that he slides in easily. Your hand shoots behind you on reflex, pushing hard against his torso. Elijah only chuckles at your pathetic attempt of pushing him away, grabbing your wrist and holding it behind your back.

“Too much Elijah, please just wait!” You plead when you feel him starting to move inside you, blood smearing the whit marble underneath you.

“Shh, take it.” Elijah shushes, not waiting for you to adjust before slamming into you again, his tip pressing against your cervix and causing you to sob out a moan. With every battering thrust of his hips, the loud clap of skin meeting skin fills the room.

It doesn’t take more than a minute before the pain dulls into a numbing ache and the pleasure overwhelms you. You’re moaning like a whore, taking every inch of his thick cock inside you, your walls fluttering around him. The way his shaft glides across your g spot makes you jerk with pleasure.

“That’s it, such a sweet little slut falling apart on my cock.” He coos, releasing your hand and pulling you up till your back meets his chest. He wraps his arm around your neck so your chin rests on his bicep and keeps working his hips back and forth, fucking into you in long, brutal strokes. The base of his cock throbs every time he bottoms out, and his balls slap against your slit with wet, filthy noises. His animalistic grunts mix with your cries of pleasure.

“Still too much for you?” He teases, laughing when his only response is a gurgle of incoherent words that you didn’t even notice came from your mouth. “Yeah?” He murmurs, pounding into you at an inhuman speed.

Elijah rests his other hand on your blood stained lower stomach, sending a jolt of warmth through you.

“Who do you belong to?” Elijah whispers, his breath tickling your ear. “Who owns this cunt, y/n?” He runs the tips of his fingers over your clit.

“Y-you Elijah!” You sob, tears forming in your eyes from the intense pleasure this man is giving you.

“That’s my girl.” Elijah praises before bringing his hand down hard on your clit. Surprisingly it wasn’t painful at all. You heard the smack before you felt it and suddenly you were gushing around his cock, the mix of his cock rubbing at your walls and the sharp pleasure to your clit plummeting you into an unexpected orgasm. Your eyes go blurry from tears as you squirt all over the counter and floor. Euphoria runs through you in a single wave as your walls uncontrollably pulsate around Elijah.

“Look at you, cumming on my cock like a good little girl. Making such a mess.” Elijah’s groans, pulling out of you suddenly. You whine at the loss, feeling your slick cunt clench at the air. Elijah turns you to face him before bending down and hooking his arms under your legs. You squeal as he lifts you up, essentially folding you in half as your knees touch your shoulders. Elijah’s hands cup your arse, and you wrap your own around his neck. He shows no strain as he holds you in mid air, turning you both so he can lean slightly against the counter.

You throw your head back and clench your eyes shut as Elijah pushes inside you again, the sensitivity of having just cum causing you to claw harshly at his back.

“Elijah, stop!” You call out, the overstimulation feeling like too much. He doesn’t listen, not that you were expecting him too.

You’re absolutely helpless as he starts moving you up and down his length, using you like some type of fuck doll. You fidget and squirm relentlessly in an attempt to make him stop.

“Look at me!” Elijah barks. You use the little strength you have to lift your head, meeting his intense and feral gaze. “You are going to shut up, take my cock and you’re going to fucking enjoy it. Do you understand?” He sneers, slowing down so you can catch your breath and come up with a coherent sentence. You’ve never heard Elijah speak so vulgar before and it strangely turns you on.

You know that if you put up enough of a fight, your Elijah would come back and stop immediately. He’d probably beat himself up with guilt while he holds you and apologises way too many times. But you don’t want Elijah to feel bad, you asked him to do this in the first place.

“I understand, wanna take it.” You rush out before crashing your lips onto his, you can feel his grin as you try to shove your tongue into his mouth. He parts his lips for you and you whimper when he sucks heavily on your tongue.

Elijah thrusts his hips up erratically, his thrusts reaching vampire speed as his climax steadily approaches. You break the kiss to bury your face in his neck when you feel your own rising in your gut.

Elijah lifts one hand to grip your hair and pull your head back to present your neck. Searing pain rushes through you as his fangs pierce your skin, mixing with the pleasure of his thrusts. Your vision goes black as your third orgasm of the night crushes you. The feeling of Elijah’s cum filling your tight cunt only prolongs your pleasure. You feel Elijah retreat from your neck as his moans fill the air, mixing with what you realise is your own screams.

Elijah slips out of you when his cock stops spurting, feeling the aggressive, lust filled haze of red door Elijah dissolving with every passing moment. He sits you on the counter momentarily to unhook his arms from underneath your legs. Then he lifts your trembling form back into his embrace, one hand holding your bum for support and the other cradling your head into his neck. Your grip around him loosens as you continue riding the waves of pleasure, shaking like a leaf in his hold.

Elijah chuckles endearingly as you moan into his neck. “Still coming baby?” He grins, kissing the top of your head. You manage a small whimper of agreement as you feel him start to walk somewhere.

Thank god for vampire speed, because Elijah has you in a warm shower within the minute. You rest against him, half asleep, as he washes the dried blood off your skin. After you are both clean and dry, you settle under the covers of your bed, cuddled up to the love of your life.

“Please tell me you don’t regret it.” Elijah mumbles into your hair. You release a tired laugh, your face pressed against his chest.

“No my love, I don’t regret it at all. Did it help?” You yawn, cuddling further into his comforting embrace.

“Definitely.” Elijah sighed, his mind feeling a lot calmer and his body tired. You tilt your head up, capturing his lips in a sweet kiss.

“Love you lijah.” You smile into the kiss as you speak. Elijah copies your grin as he responds, “Love you so much baby.”. He gives you one last peck before leaning back into the pillow and closing his eyes, waiting till he hears your cute snores before drifting into a dreamless sleep.

The couple are passed out cold by morning, still recovering from their late night. Klaus however, is very much awake as he stumbles into the living room, where Freya and Kol are engaged in an intense game of chess.

“Do not go into the kitchen!” Klaus gags, collapsing onto the couch in a dramatic heap. “And remind me to kill both Elijah and Y/N.”.

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klausysworld · 10 days ago

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would you write an imagine about thr reader x klaus and how shes insecure about herself her looks her weight maybe thinking she wont ever been good enough for him but he decides to show her

(Trigger warning for body dysmorphia and hinted anorexia / eating disorders.)

Complicated

Klaus had met Y/N in his living room. She and Hayley were sat on the couch with an old chest board of Elijah's between them, both looking up at him with wide eyes like two children caught stealing sweets.

His eyes had narrowed briefly, he hadn't wanted any body to know about his unborn trial and he certainly didn't need a helpless human in his home complicating things and being in the way but Hayley made it clear that Y/N wasn't leaving.

"I need someone here, Y/N's not just a friend to me. We're family. I don't know about you but we stick together." She snapped at him when he had began complaining. For once, his trap shut and he let out a huff.

"Don't expect me to protect her." He grumbled before going back upstairs.

He had meant it at the time, he wasn't going to consider her wellbeing, her safety.

However, she wasn't as annoying as he had assumed her to be. She didn't get queasy at the sight of blood, whine when she saw a dead body or anything. It was almost like she wasn't there, always quiet and leaving a room when he entered to be out his way.

It made him curious.

Klaus would purposefully start putting the bread and eggs on the top cupboard so she could not quite reach in the mornings when she was making breakfast for herself and Hayley so that he may come in and reach over her, giving it into her hands and helping her make the eggs differently each day. He would tighten the lids on jars to have her shyly come ask if he could help. She didn't ever want to ask Hayley, whilst she was pregnant, to do anything and Klaus quickly learnt that.

It was nice, having her need him for little things. He liked hearing her soft voice calling for him from the doorway whilst he painted, a jar of sauce in her hands making him get up and not only open the lid but come down and help her cook.

He cooked with her every day, at least one meal. Even if it were helping spread the butter on some bread for a sandwich.

When Hayley had gone to see the witch doctor, Y/n had gone alongside her. They had both been running through the woods away form them.

Hayley had stubbled out to Klaus and Rebekah but Y/N didn't return through the same trees.

Klaus had caught Hayley's limp body, laying her across the back seats of his car before searching the forest and finding Y/N curled up and injured within a bush.

He had to pull her back out, grimacing as the sharp wood scratched her already bleeding skin. She trembled, tears on her cheeks but no sounds leaving her as he held her close and encouraged his blood down her throat.

The two girls were safely tucked back into their beds and Klaus made sure to check on them, Y/N more than Hayley which surprised Rebekah seeing as Hayley was carrying his child.

When Elijah returned, Hayley's attention shifted and Y/N kept to the side, starting to find more and more enjoyment in those times she got to see Klaus.

When Hayley was taken by Tyler, Y/N was left unconscious on the hallway floor. Klaus had healed her and left her home before he and Elijah went to retrieve Hayley. When he was accused of using his baby to create more hybrids, he came home alone and angry.

Y/N sat with him, both her hands holding his until he had cooled off and sighed. He had to leave again shortly, something about Marcel but she felt something off.

She was right. He had returned a few hours later covered in blood with ripped clothes. "We're moving, pack your things." He had muttered, shoving past her up the stairs, as if she were nothing. It was the coldest he'd been to her since their first meeting.

He was distant to all of them for the first few months of him being 'king'.

Something new seemed to happen every day. Hayley had gotten to know the wolves, when hey'd turned human form and she found out she was actually betrothed to Jackson Kenner leaving her feelings with Elijah complicated despite Y/N's advice.

It was the same night that Genevieve had taken Klaus and Rebekah and revealed a buried secret of the past.

Y/N was chosen to nurse Klaus back to health and convince him not to murder his sister for her betrayal.

She sat beside him, his body weakly pressed against hers for support as he sucked her vervain laced blood from her wrist, both his hands holding onto her arm to keep her still so he wouldn't tear the skin. His eyes would glance up, taking in her slightly fearful, partly amazed expression at the interesting sensation. Her other hand rest gently on the back of his head, he could feel her fingers brush his scalp making his eyes heavy as he drank. Her taste filled him enough to give him the energy he needed. His mouth left her arm and he lifted his hands to cup her face, both palms against her cheeks. Her eyes were big, pupils expanding making his lips twitch as he pressed a kiss to the corner of her mouth.

"Thank you, my love." He muttered to her, his lip lowering to her neck. "But I'm sorry, for I must punish my dearest sister and I cannot have you follow me." He apologised before sinking his teeth into the flesh of her throat. The shock made her cry out but her sounds faded along with his vision as he drained her to the point of unconsciousness.

When she woke, Hayley was sat beside her, holding a syringe with a sniffling nose as their eyes met. "I'm so sorry, Elijah promised he wouldn't hurt you." She whispered, pulling Y/N close and hugging her tight. "You're healed now okay? It's gonna be fine."

Y/N wasn't so sure how to behave around Klaus. She wasn't scared of him or anything, just a little hurt. She had always done as he said in the past but he didn't even give her the option, he just made her do what he wanted.

After a little while she figured there was no point having a grudge, so she went to his room to forgive him properly and maybe talk. Nobody in that house ever seemed to knock before entering so the thought didn't even start to enter her mind.

Instead she opened the door, "Klaus?" she had called, taking a step inside before halting at the scarring sight of Genevieve on all fours with Klaus thrusting into her from behind. She left immediately, closing the door and rushing down the hall to her own room, locking the door and staring at the wood in front of her blankly.

It shouldn't have upset her so much, but it did. Y/N couldn't stop the stinging of her eyes and the tears that threatened to spill. Her sniffling nose. Her hands pulled at her shirt, her skin getting hot as her emotions quickly overwhelmed her.

Y/n stayed in her room for the rest of the evening. A few hours later a knock tapped at her door. "Y/N, love, come open the door." Klaus beckoned, it was the third time he'd tried. "Sweetheart, I can hear you. I know you're still awake, let me talk to you." klaus waited a moment in silence, a small sigh leaving his nose as he rest his forehead against the door. His fingers drummed lightly against the wooden frame and he slowly pulled away, ready to leave again but the soft thud made him stop.

The door opened and Y/N looked back at him. Her eyes were still a little pink, he could tell she'd been crying and it made him feel guilty. Klaus knew that Y/N felt something for him and he knew he reciprocated it. He knew he should have locked his bedroom door and he knew he should have chased after her the second she had seen what she saw.

He gently pushed the door open and stepped inside, his other hand finding the small of her back and leading her back over to her bed. Klaus sat down, waiting for her to sit beside him.

"I'm sorry" He told her and had Elijah heard those words leave his brothers mouth he may have passed out there and then. Y/N just glanced down.

"You don't have to be." She mumbled, holding back the need to sniff. "I should've knocked, I don't know why I didn't."

"I shouldn't have been in there in the first place, love. Not with her." His head shook almost solemnly, ashamed of himself for diminishing that spark she usually held in those beautiful eyes of hers whenever she looked at him. Her pupils didn't dilate the same and it made him ache inside.

His arms circled her, hugging her almost hesitantly before she leaned into him for some comfort even if he was the last person she could get it from under the circumstances.

At the faction party everything seemed to go wrong for Y/N.

It had started with her dress, she'd ordered it online in the same size she always wore but not even Hayley could help her get the zip up. It just didn't fit.

"Honestly, all companies use different size guides I swear!" Hayley scoffed, but one glance at Y/N's face made her swallow a lump. "It's the dress." She whispered, her hands taking it off Y/N. "It's not you." She reassured. "You can wear one of mine, any one you want." Hayley smiled but her heart was thumping. She couldn't let Y/N spiral again, not when she was finally healthy.

So they went through Hayley's wardrobe and chose a dress from there, Hayley doing it up and smiling. "See? Perfect, you're perfect." She told her, hands smoothing down her hair before Y/N stepped forward, face in Hayley's neck whilst Hayley's arms wrapped around her.

They headed downstairs and mingled a little before Hayley got swept away. Y/N spotted Klaus and started to head over, things had been better since he'd come to see her. She hadn't seen Genevieve again, until then.

Her hair shone beautifully beneath the dim light as her pale hand pressed against his clothed chest, her fingers toying with his tie playfully making him smirk back at her,

Y/N stopped in her stacks. She couldn't help but admire Genevieve for a moment, pick out every little thing about her that was better than Y/N. Y/N doubted Genevieve ever struggled to get into a dress.

When her eyes finally tore from the witch, she accidentally met Klaus's. His adams apple bobbed and he pushed the red-heads hand away.

Y/N turned quickly and hurried off, not giving him a chance to see which way she'd gone as he weaved his way through people to find her.

Hayley walked into Y/N both of them looked upset. Y/N softened first.

"What’s happened?" She asked, grabbing Hayley's hand and pulling her away from the crowd.

"Elijah, and Jackson. They're both so-"

"In love with you?" Y/N interjected and Hayley sighed.

"I don't even know. It's like they're trying to prove something." She mumbled and Y/N nodded in faint understanding. Her eyes flicked to the side, catching sight of Klaus approaching.

"We should go upstairs or something." Y/N muttered quietly and Hayley's brows furrowed, eyes glancing to find Klaus with a worried expression staring at Y/N whilst he got closer, moving around people.

"Guess we're both in sticky situations?" Hayley mused and Y/N shifted on her feet.

"Except two people want you and...I'm not sure anybody does me." Y/N uttered though Hayley's werewolf hearing let her hear as did Klaus's hybrid abilities. His stomach sank slightly and he finally got to her, his hands coming to her hips and pulling her back to his chest.

"I've been looking for you." He murmured against her hair, throwing a look to Hayley making her give Y/N's hand a soft squeeze before she left to face her own boy troubles. "You look absolutely gorgeous, you know that?" He smiled, leaning down to kiss her cheek as he turned her to face him.

"It's Hayley's dress." She told him quietly and his head tilted a little.

"I didn't say anything about the dress-"

"You don't like it?" She questioned, it felt like a trap and Klaus blinked at her. His lips parted, unsure how to please her.

"I- I like you?" He stuttered, his face reddening in slight embarrassment.

"Is that a question?" She pressed, becoming more and more defensive. Klaus let out a breathless laugh.

"No." He answered, his confidence coming back as he took a breath and straightened his posture.

"You sure?" She jabbed and his eyes narrowed.

"You're being difficult." He murmured, lips pulling into his familiar smirk as he took her hand in his. "Almost had me, sweetheart but don't you worry, I've got you." Klaus assured both her and himself as he pulled her along with him, shoving past people and knocked Genevieve so that her drink spilled down her dress. Y/N's eyes widened at the action and she frowned.

"Klaus-"

"I don't care about her." He cut Y/N off, pulling her round and pushing her against the wall of the hallway.

She let out a breath of surprise when he pushed his lips against hers. Klaus wasn't expecting her to push him off, and she was gone again.

"Love-!" He yelled, speeding up to her room to catch her there. His arms taking her into a bear hug and pulling her inside.

"Shh- woa, easy sweetheart! It's okay, I'm letting go okay?" He slowly let her go, listening her her fast paced breathing with a small frown.

"You...you can't just do things like that." She borderline whimpered and Klaus softened, his hand petting her head gently.

"I'm sorry, I thought you'd enjoy it. I wanted to show you that I wanted you." He muttered, kissing the top of her head. "I'll give you more time next time, so you can pull away."

"You're too rough." Y/N whispered and he swallowed thickly. His hands stroked down her back and he lifted her, setting her down onto her bed and resting on top of her, kissing her cheek softly.

"Not always." He murmured, a shimmer of hurt in his gaze which he hid from her as he kept kissing down her skin, gently sucking the skin of her neck until her breathing was heavy. His hand glided over her stomach, it should've felt nice but it just made her aware.

Klaus couldn't see her without any thing on, he'd laugh at her. She wouldn't be anywhere near as perfect as someone like Genevieve.

He could feel her shift, her scent of arousal mixing with slight discomfort so he stopped, pulling her to his chest and leaning back against the headboard. They fell asleep there, interrupted the next morning when Hayley came in to see how Y/N was.

Nobody commented on the softness of Klaus's behaviour around Y/N, or the kisses he pressed to her cheeks whenever he saw her.

Hayley wasn't sure whether it was good or bad for Y/N. Sometimes she looked much happier, having Klaus's arms around her when they sat in the lounge. Other times, she could see how she'd stare at Klaus's arm around her midsection. Or when she'd start staring at other women, wondering if Klaus would prefer them.

It wasn't that she didn't trust Klaus but more that she wouldn't have blamed him if he wanted someone else.

Klaus could sort of sense the level if insecurity around them, it confused him sometimes how quickly she got uncomfortable and how she never quite seemed to get jealous but just sad.

He noticed she didn't want sex, despite her body showing signs of desire. However, as soon as he started to pull even her jacket off? She didn't want anything to do with him.

Once everything happened with Hope being born and taken away, Klaus got naturally distant from everyone. Y/N would come lay with him sometimes, just be there but Klaus was used to dealing with his problems through violence. He couldn't be soft and gentle and loving for her.

She left him alone, like he wanted.

Once things got a little better Klaus tried to make up for his absence. More parties were thrown.

Y/N thought it was a chance to be with him, dance and see Hope. But then there was the dress situation again.

She hated how tight bodices were, how her arms would stick out.

But she put it on and went down those stairs to find Klaus. He was dancing with Camille, the bartender. He looked happy.

Y/N glanced over to Hayley dancing with Jackson and sighed.

Without much more thought she went back upstairs to her room and got that stupid dress off. Having a full length mirror was a stupid idea, once glance in it with no clothes on and a meltdown was inevitable.

Klaus had felt immediately guilty when he saw her face, watching him with Cami. He knew it hurt, he'd just been going through so much lately that he wanted to dance. A ballroom dance was something he had learnt hundreds of years ago in a hundred different styles and it was able to transport him back to better times. Y/N hadn't come down yet and he needed to get his mind off of everything.

But she brought him back to reality.

He came up the stairs a while later, twisting the handle of her door to find it unlocked. Klaus stepped in, flicking the light switch on the wall and instantly frowning.

She wasn't in bed. His eyes shifted to the floor, looking at the scatter if glass from where the mirror had been destroyed. Her dress crumpled on the floor and all her other outfits in a pile outside her wardrobe.

Quietly, he left and went to his own room. She was beneath his covered, curled up asleep.

Klaus made his way over and gently pulled the blanket back to see her face but he could see her bare shoulder and his brows drew nearer. He pulled it back further and swallowed loudly, taking in her nude body for the first time. His eyes appreciated the view once before looking closer, paying attention to the visibility of her ribs beneath her breasts.

Gently the sheets covered her again and he laid on top, wrapping an arm over her body and nuzzling the back of her neck with a small kiss.

In the morning he woke to her small cries.

"Shhh...what's wrong?" He asked, voice rough with sleep as he pulled her closer. He cast his gaze down, seeing her now facing him, her chest against his. Klaus's hand felt her back through the sheet, giving no obvious reaction to the feel of her bones beneath the thin skin. His head dipped to kiss her lips, her eyes fluttering at the contact. He held her tight, his tongue gently pushing past her lips to taste her again.

A sound of surprise left him when her naked body left the covers, situating on top of him instead. One of his arms circled her waist encouraging her whilst his hand held her face.

Once their lips parted to pant for air, he could see the look in her eyes.

Gently he rolled them over, pushing her back onto the bed. He could see the shame colouring her features every time his eyes dared to drift down at her soft skin.

"You're beautiful." He whispered. "Forgive me for not reminding you as often as I should."

Her head nodded and he smiled faintly. His head lowered to litter kisses from her forehead to her chest. His tongue warming her nipples, encouraging them to harden in his mouth before he continued his decent.

Klaus paid attention to how she sucked her stomach in when he kissed her belly button. His hands held her waist.

"Stay here, sweetheart. Let me." He murmured, kissing every inch of skin he could. He praised her body until her heart could not stop the tears from slipping down her cheeks.

Klaus then kissed the tears away, his hands still caressing her skin, now at her thighs and soothing her cries.

"I can't have you feeling anything less than perfect." He whispered against her cheek. "You're mine, and I can't have you doubting it."

"It's just hard sometimes." She mumbled quietly, hiding her face in his neck.

"I know...but I do..love you and I don't want you to be so sad because of me."

"It's not you...it's me. I just can't feel comfortable in my own skin andI make it everyone else's problem-" She uttered and Klaus frowned.

"No, love." He pulled her fully onto his lap and tugged the blankets up to keep her warm enough. "You're not doing anything wrong, you're just feeling. I want to understand what you feel so I can be apart of this...journey with you."

"You sound like Hayley." She laughed and he smiled.

"We're both here for you, my love. Always-"

"And forever." She finished quietly and he nodded, kissing her head. Klaus recognised her as his family now and for all his faults he did love his family, they were everything to him. She was everything to him.

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medievalandfantasymelee · 26 days ago

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THE HOT MEDIEVAL & FANTASY MEN MELEE

SECOND ROUND: 6th Tilt

Frodo Baggins, The Lord of the Rings Trilogy (2001-2003) VS. William Thatcher, A Knight’s Tale (2001)

Propaganda

Frodo Baggins, The Lord of the Rings Trilogy (2001-2003) Portrayed by: Elijah Wood Defeated Opponents: - Dong Yilong [Henry Lau], Double World (2020) - Prince Chauncley [Daniel Radcliffe], Miracle Workers: The Dark Ages (2020)

“The bluest of blue eyes, the burden, the sacrifice, the sadness… When I was in middle school and the movies were coming out, you were either an Aragorn girl or a Legolas girl. I was a Frodo girl.”

William Thatcher, A Knight’s Tale (2001) Portrayed by: Heath Ledger Defeated Opponents: - King Arthur [Charlie Hunnam], King Arthur: Legend of the Sword (2017) - King Vortigern [Jude Law], King Arthur: Legend of the Sword (2017)

“13-year-old me had such a HUGE crush on Will Thatcher / Ulrich von Liechtenstein, and you know what? 13-year-old me was RIGHT (and had much healthier taste in men). He's a dreamer, he's sweet (except maybe when you're dismissive about jousting...), he gives to others despite having little himself, he has the most charming, contagious smile. And to play us out... he's blonde! He's pissed! He'll see you in the lists! Lichtenstein! Lichtenstein!”

Additional Propaganda Under the Cut

Additional Propaganda

For Frodo Baggins:

“cracks knuckles Okay, everyone. My time has come. Let me tell you all about the beautiful, wonderful treasure that is Frodo Baggins.

"He's intelligent. He can speak and write in Elvish, and he's mischievous, at least at the start of the story. His best friends are Merry and Pippin, and you can't tell me he didn't get into shenanigans with them once in a while. Whether it's repeatedly stealing Farmer Maggot's mushrooms as a kid in the book, or pushing Sam towards Rosie and cackling like a maniac afterwards in the movie, this makes him more relatable and imperfectly human, for lack of a better term, and you can't help but laugh with him.

"He's brave. Oh, he is so brave. Not in the sense that we would usually think- he's terrified the whole way through, and who wouldn't be in his situation? But he lets himself cry, lament his fate, feel whatever he needs to feel, do whatever he needs to do... and he gets up and keeps going anyway. He keeps going even though he's carrying something that's literally killing him, and rarely complains even though he'd be well within his rights to. This quote says it all, really: 'I will take the Ring, though I do not know the way.'

"But most of all? He is so, so terribly kind. He's kind to everyone he meets, even to those who arguably don't deserve it, such as Gollum and Saruman. He loves the people/world he loves so much that he's willing to sacrifice himself to save them without any hesitation or thanks. And it's his kindness towards Gollum that actually ends up saving the day in the end! How could anyone not love him?”

For William Thatcher:

“HE'S SO CUTE AND BRAVE AND STUPID AND DETERMINED AND FUNNY AND POETIC AND HE HAS BIG BEAUTIFUL BROWN EYES AND FRECKLES AND HE'S BISEXUAL-CODED HE'S MY BOY I LOVE HIM SO MUCH”

“The only man that could have pulled off a David Bowie dance scene within a medieval ballroom.”

#medieval hotties round 2 #frodo baggins #william thatcher #the lord of the rings #lord of the rings trilogy #lotr #a knight's tale #elijah wood #heath ledger #fuck that medieval man #(or hobbit)

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wholoveseggs · 4 months ago

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how about some pre vampire elijah smut with his secret wife maybe skinny dipping in the river

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{Viking!Elijah Mikaelson x Reader} You meet your secret lover deep in the woods, and take him to your favorite spot to spend some time together.

♡♡ Love this idea anon! I decided to change it from a river to a hot spring && Viking Elijah is just a sweetie ♡♡

3.5k words - Warnings: Smutttt, pre-vampire Elijah, shy Elijah, slight breeding kink {its just how the vikings are}, hot springs, lots of Norse mythology, Elijah being protective, steam, snow, Icelandic & lynxes...

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Soft white flakes were falling from the sky, the sound of them crunching under his heavy boots echoed through the forest as Elijah walked through it. The young man had his hood pulled over his head and his hands in the pocket of his coat, trying his best to keep himself warm from the cold.

You had told him to meet you at your secret spot, the one you had been coming to for years now. It was where the two of you first shared your feelings and had kissed for the first time, it was where you wanted to be when things got too much in the village. It was a place that was just for the two of you. A place you could be free and yourselves, away from the prying eyes of your families.

"I was starting to wonder if you would ever come," you teased, smiling softly at him. Your hair was pulled back out of your face, long braids falling down your back, with a warm fur cape upon your shoulders.

"Sorry, mother was fussing about the weather and how she didn't want me out in it," he said, smiling back at you.

"She worries for nothing, it is just snow." You shrugged, moving to wrap your arms around him, pulling him closer. "And it is much easier to snuggle with you this way," you giggled, kissing him softly.

Elijah returned the kiss, his hands falling to rest on your hips, smiling against your lips. His perfect pink lips felt soft and warm against yours, as always. His thumbs rubbed small circles on your hip, as the two of you shared a moment together.

"I've missed you my sæt ást {sweet love},” he said softly, looking at you.

You smiled at him, blushing softly, your nose wrinkling up as you did. "I missed you too."

Elijah couldn't help but laugh, loving the little things that you did. He wished he could tell his parents of how happy you made him, but his father would never allow it. Your father and his own had been feuding for years and the thought of the two of you together had always made him angry.

You noticed the change in him, reaching up and cupping his cheek, running your thumb over the stubble. "What is the matter? Talk to me," you said softly.

Elijah smiled softly, nuzzling his cheek into your hand. He loved that you could read him so easily.

"I hate keeping secrets," he said, sighing. "I hate having to sneak around and lie to everyone."

You bit your lip and nodded. "I know...I don't like it either. I grow tired of hearing how much of a disappointment I am."

His eyebrows knitted together. "Why would they say such things?" He asked, frowning.

"Because I'm supposed to find a suitable husband, not spend my time running in the woods like a child," you shrugged.

Elijah's eyes filled with sadness, the thought of losing you made him ache, and he pulled you closer. Even in the deep winter you smelled of summer trees and freshly picked berries. It was a scent he would never get tired of.

"I have a surprise for you, hjartað mitt {my heart}" you said softly, looking up at him.

He arched an eyebrow, the smile returning to his face. "What is it?" He asked, his curiosity peaked.

"Come," you smiled, taking his hand and leading him deeper into the woods.

He admired how quick you were on your feet, no one knew the forest better than you. Elijah had often found himself lost in it, when he would go off on his own. And when you had learned of this, you had spent every spare moment, teaching him where to go and how to get there.

In return he had taught you how to hunt and use a sword, although you would much rather use an axe. He had never met a woman like you before, a woman who was not afraid to speak her mind or try new things. You pushed him to take risks he otherwise wouldn't have, and he was thankful for that. He had fallen hard for you and he would do anything to keep you by his side.

After a few minutes you stopped, the sound of running water could be heard. You led him through the trees, pushing some branches aside as the two of you reached the clearing.

The moon cast a glow over the small pond, the water was crystal clear, and steam rose up from it. Elijah looked at you in shock, and you could only smile.

"I must confess, I've been keeping this place to myself for a while," you said, walking over to the edge of the water.

He watched you kneel down and dip your hand in the water. It was warm. "How is it like this?" He asked, tilting his head.

"A gift from Njord or perhaps Logi himself," you shrugged.

He walked over and did the same. The water was a welcoming feeling and he could already feel his muscles relaxing. Elijah looked over at you, watching as you removed your cloak and let it fall to the ground.

"ástin mín {my love}," he said softly, watching you pull your hair out of its braids.

You turned your head to look at him. "Come, let us enjoy the heat of the water together."

Elijah was hesitant at first, he did not wish to anger your father, or his father for that matter. But, when he saw you begin to undress, all thoughts of going back left his mind.

"You can't come in with your clothes on, my sweet," you giggled, as you slipped off your underdress.

You let it fall to the ground, shivering slightly as you stood in front of him. His face was priceless, his eyes wide, cheeks flushed. You could not help but laugh, shaking your head.

"Come Elijah," you smiled, walking over and undoing his cloak.

He swallowed, his nerves beginning to get the best of him. "But-" he whispered, as you continued to undress him.

"Do you not trust me?" You asked, looking up at him.

His heart pounded as he looked into your eyes. Of course he trusted you. It wasn't that. It was the fact that he was about to be fully exposed to you.

"Yes," he whispered.

You smiled and leaned up, placing a soft kiss to his lips.

"It's not like we haven't seen each other before," you whispered, smiling softly.

He could not help but smile, and he nodded. "Yes, but not...like this."

It was true, you and him had snuck away and had fooled around in the woods once or twice. But, it had never been this intimate before. You never had the chance to be fully exposed, to take your time, it was always a rush of kisses, groping hands and quick pleasures.

You pulled him closer, and kissed him once more. This time the kiss was deeper, and he felt himself melt. You wrapped your arms around him, pulling him flush against your body, as you continued to kiss him.

"mér er kalt {I am cold}" you said, smiling against his lips. "muntu halda mér hita? {will you keep me warm?}"

"Já," he whispered, kissing you again.

"Gott" you smiled, pulling away.

The sight of your naked body sent his head spinning, and his mouth dropped open. Elijah could not take his eyes off you, as he watched you slip into the water, your hair flowing behind you. You turned to look at him, beckoning him in, like a goddess from a myth.

Elijah had never taken his clothes off faster, he was careful to not fall over. He stepped into the warm water, the feeling of it enveloping him, relaxing his aching body. The warmth seeping into his bones, the steam rising up into the cold night.

You swam over to him, smiling, and took his hand, pulling him towards the small waterfall. The water was shallow there, and you sat down on a rock, the water covering most of your body.

His hands came to rest on your waist, and he looked at you, his brown eyes filled with lust. He moved closer, his fingers tracing circles over your skin, as his lips ghosted over yours.

You could feel his breath on your lips, as you reached up and cupped his face, pulling him closer. Your lips pressed against his, his hands roaming over your body, as you tangled your fingers into his dark hair.

The two of you stayed like this for a while, just enjoying the feel of one another. It had been a long and cold winter, and it was nice to finally spend some alone time together.

"How long have you known of this place?" He asked, his voice soft, and low.

You shrugged. "Years," you whispered.

"And no one else knows of it?" He asked, arching an eyebrow.

"No, it's our place," you smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck.

He could not help the grin that spread across his face. It was their place. Something no one else knew about, no one else could spoil. It brought him a sense of peace he didn't know he needed.

"Perhaps it was not Njord or Logi, but Freyja who blessed this spot," he whispered.

You hummed softly in agreement, running your hands over his shoulders, and down his chest.

"Why do you say that?" You asked, your fingertips dancing over his skin.

"Because," he said, his fingers trailing up your sides. "She approves of our love," he smiled.

You shook your head, a smile on your face, as you pulled him closer, you could feel his cock against your thigh, and it only made you crave him more.

"Perhaps," you whispered. "She wants us to have many children, and we can only do that if we have a place to make them."

"Oh?" He grinned, leaning down and pressing a soft kiss to your neck.

Your breath hitched, as his lips trailed up your jaw and to your ear.

"You want to have my children?" He whispered, his breath warm on your skin.

You nodded, biting your lip. "More than anything."

He could not help the way his chest swelled, his heart fluttered, at the thought of having a family with you. To be able to hold a tiny version of you in his arms. He knew he would love them as much as he loved you.

"Then perhaps," he whispered, his hands roaming over your body. "We should give her what she wants."

You let out a soft giggle as he lifted you up, placing you in his lap. He sat down on a rock in the shallow end, the warm water coming up to his chest as he held you. He took a moment to look at you, the light of the moon illuminating your skin, making it glow.

"Þú ert svo falleg {You are so beautiful}," he whispered, leaning up and kissing you.

You melted into the kiss, your hands running through his hair. The quiet sound of running water and your soft moans filled the night air, as the two of you took your time with one another.

It was different from all the other times. You had time to enjoy the feel of one another, no longer rushing to be quick. It was a slow and sensual build, as Elijah ran his tongue along your jaw, his lips grazing the sensitive skin.

You were shivering slightly, most of your body was out of the water, but the feel of his body heat, and his warm lips on your skin, kept you from getting cold.

"Elijah," you sighed, your nails digging into his shoulders, as he took a nipple into his mouth.

His tongue swirling around it, causing it to harden. His fingers gently pinching and tugging on the other, making sure they both received equal attention. He could easily get lost in the taste and feel of you, he would worship your body until his dying day.

His eyes were darker than before, filled with lust, his cheeks were flushed. You could feel him twitch between his legs, as you moved closer, his cock brushing against your core.

"Do you remember the first time we were together?" He asked, his hands moving to grip your ass, giving it a soft squeeze.

You nodded, remembering the first time he touched you, how nervous you had been. "I will never forget."

"And do you remember how you asked me to tell you about the stars?" He asked, kissing the valley between your breasts.

You bit your lip and nodded.

"What did I tell you?" He asked, his hands rubbing soothing circles on your hips.

You swallowed, a small whimper escaping your lips, as his hands found your center, his thumb slowly stroking a spot that sent pleasure through your body.

"Y-you said that the Gods gave them to us, so we would have something to look at, w-when we were separated," you whispered.

"And every night I'm not with you, I just look to the sky, and see you," he whispered, kissing along your collarbone. "I know I will be with you again."

Tears welled in your eyes, as you cupped his face, looking into his eyes. They were filled with so much love and devotion, it took your breath away. You rested your forehead against his, positioning yourself above him, as his hands found your hips.

You took a deep breath and nodded, looking into his eyes. You slowly began to lower yourself onto him, the familiar warm feeling of him, sending pleasure through your body. It was the feeling of being complete.

Elijah was lost for words, when the two of you came together, it always felt like the first time. You fit together perfectly, like you were made for one another. He could feel his chest swell, his heart beating rapidly.

You leaned forward, your hands on his shoulders, and kissed him deeply. Elijah was not ready for you to move yet, and he needed a moment to regain himself. You could feel him trembling slightly beneath you, and it made you smile.

"Are you alright?" You whispered, kissing his neck.

"Yes," he breathed, his voice thick with desire.

You smiled against his skin, his scent filling your nostrils. He always smelled of pine and winter air, of comfort and home.

You slowly began to move, his lips finding yours once more. The feel of him inside you was better than you could imagine, the water creating a different sensation than before. Your bodies moved together, the sounds of the forest and the water surrounding you.

He didn't know how long the two of you had been here, it could have been minutes, hours, he was too caught up in you, in the moment. No rush to finish, just the two of you enjoying one another.

The sound of branches breaking made you pause, and your heart jumped in your chest. The two of you froze, peering out into the dark, searching for the source.

Elijah placed his hand on your back, moving you off of him, placing you behind him, as he stood up. You could see the change in him, the warrior within had come out.

He glanced at his sword, left in his pile of clothes, and he cursed himself for leaving it so far away. His body was tense, his breathing shallow, as his eyes scanned the area.

He could hear more rustling, and he felt your hand on his arm, clinging to him. He would not let anyone hurt you, no matter the cost.

The rustling stopped, and Elijah's eyebrows furrowed. His head turned, looking towards the sound, as the branches moved. He could see the shadow of a creature, and he tensed, his fists balling up, as his jaw clenched.

It was too dark to see, the moon had gone behind a cloud, and Elijah was beginning to get frustrated. He heard a soft huff, and two eyes peered out at him, glowing in the darkness.

Your grip on Elijah loosened as the moonlight broke through the trees and illuminated the clearing. A smile tugged at your lips as a large lynx emerged from the woods.

It had been years since Elijah had seen one. Lynxes were rare in the woods, and even rarer to see a fully grown one. They usually stuck to themselves, unless they were protecting their territory, and their cubs. This one was a different color than most, pure white, almost the same color as the snow.

You watched as Elijah took a few steps closer, reaching out his hand. The cat walked over, his tail swaying side to side, his ears twitching. He sniffed Elijah's hand, and nuzzled his nose against it, making him smile.

"You're a handsome fellow," Elijah said, his voice low and soft.

The lynx tilted his head and let out a soft chuff, steam coming from its snout. Elijah scratched behind its ear, the cat closing its eyes and leaning into his touch.

"I've never seen one like him," you said, swimming closer, watching in amazement.

Another branch broke and the two of you turned towards the sound. Your eyes widening, as another white lynx appeared, her fur a little darker than the males. She walked over and bumped her head against his, the two of them rubbing their noses against one another.

The cats walked over and laid down near the water, their coats blending in with the snow. Elijah turned and looked at you, a wide smile on his face, as he swam over to you.

"We're blessed by the Gods," he smiled, wrapping his arms around you and lifting you up into the air.

You could not help but laugh, nodding your head as he pulled you under him, pressing your back against the rocks on the side of the spring.

"Perhaps Freyja is pleased with our love," you said, biting your lip.

"Perhaps she is," he smiled, his fingers trailing over your skin, as his lips found yours once more.

His hands explored your body, as his tongue explored your mouth. It was soft, yet passionate, a kiss that spoke more than any words ever could.

He spread your legs and eased himself back inside of you, his mouth never leaving yours. You could feel his heart pounding in his chest, and you smiled against his lips. He took his time with you, slowly building up his pace, his thrusts hitting a spot that made your toes curl.

His hands gripped your thighs, holding you in place, as he kissed along your jaw and down your neck. Your moans filling the air, mixing with the sound of the splashing water, the two of you becoming one.

It didn't take long for you to reach your climax, and you were thankful for the warm water surrounding you, because otherwise, you would have frozen. Elijah followed shortly after, his forehead resting against yours, as his hands tangled in your hair.

The two of you were breathless, and you could not stop the laughter that bubbled up. He grinned, pulling you into his arms, and kissing the top of your head.

"I do not wish to leave," he said, holding you close.

"Neither do I," you sighed, wrapping your arms around him. "But, I think the others might come looking for us if we don't return soon."

Elijah let out a sigh, a small pout on his face. "I know," he said, leaning down and kissing you.

A few smaller lynxes ran out into the clearing, their small paws crunching on the snow. Their fur was the same as their mother's, and they were still a bit clumsy, their legs long and unbalanced. They stopped and looked at the two of you, their ears twitching, before darting back into the woods.

"I suppose it's time to go," you said, looking at Elijah.

He nodded, pressing a kiss to your temple, "soon, sæt ást {sweet love}. Let's just stay a little longer."

The two of you stayed cuddled in each other's arms, listening to the sound of the water, the two cats resting by the edge of the pool, their heads resting on their paws. You felt at peace, surrounded by nature, in the arms of the man you loved.

The winter would end, and spring would arrive, but no matter what the season was, you would always have this place. This secret, hidden world that only the two of you knew about. A place where you could come and spend time with one another, without worry, or care.

A place that would always be filled with love, and memories, that would live on forever.

Fun Norse mythology facts!!

Njord is the god of the sea / water. Logi is the god of fire. Freyja is the goddess of love and fertility, her chariot is pulled by two cats, the only large cats in northern Europe are lynxes!

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Imagine~ You get hurt while arguing with Stefan and Elijah finds you

"Why do you still care about her?" I yelled

He rubbed his temple and gave me a look, and toon a deep breath.

"Y/n, you know what Elena means to me." He says as he takes a step forward.

"Stefan, you told me that you won't see her anymore. That you will let your brother and the rest of the Save Elena squad to do the saving." I retaliate back to him, I was done and beyond annoyed that he will drop anything to save her.

He looked at me and stayed silent, he took a step back and sat down on the couch. I knew he did not want to argue anymore but I was done with him putting Elena first then me. I am his girlfriend, he should put me first. I shook my head and said, "I'm sorry, I can no longer do this."

In that moment his head instantly look back right up, he replied angrily," You are being unbelievable! This is just your jealously talking. I only love you! How many times do I have to tell you? Just because Elena is my ex, who for a fact means nothing to me!"

"If she means nothing to you then why are you still helping her out. If she means nothing to you then why isn't when she is in trouble you drop everything to go and save her. If she means nothing to you then why you always go back to her."

I shook my head and sighed, "I can't do this anymore. This is over. I do not want to be in a relationship where my significant other is still attach to his ex. I do not want to feel like I am the second choice."

I walk toward the door and left, I heard Stefan calling for me to come back inside. I kept on walking.

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I was now in the woods, tears fell down my face. I am such a fool to believe that he was over her. I sat down and look up at the starry sky, you have a better view of the stars.

Sat there alone with my thoughts, I am finally hearing my thoughts for the first in two years being in this relationship. I am scared to were my thoughts will lead me to. The wind blows harder, shivers runs down my spine and I knew I'll be staying here for the night.

I slowly closed my eyes, then I heard a snap from my right. Fear rises through me, I was scared to see what will come at me. I slowly got on my feet and began to take steps back. I remembered myself to take deep breaths and to maintain calm. A small adorable bunny hop out of the bush, I began laughing hysterically because of the fear that I felt. A hand place itself on my shoulder, I jumped away from the mysterious silohoute and turn around, to see Elijah Mikaelson standing there.

"Y/n, do by telling me why are you in the woods?" He questions.

You gave a skeptical look and replied back, "Do tell Elijah, why are you back in Mystic Falls? Aren't you suppose to be New Orleans?"

He chuckles softly and shook a his head, "You still have that witty attitude."

You smiled softly and replied, "I got into an argument with Stefan."

He shook his head, took his hand out for me to hold, I careful put my hand on his. He locks his fingers with mine, he began walking forward. I stumble with my own feet, he wraps his arm around my waist.

"You're still clumsy." He retaliates.

I huff in annoyance, he has the nerve to drag me around as if I am a nuisance of a child that wants a piece of candy from the store and the mother sad no.

But here I am allowing him to drag me to that unknown place, I am a fool. Maybe those are the reasons why Stefan chose to hang out with Elena more than he ever did with me.

We come near to A house, wait a minute not a house, a freaking mansion. I took a better look it was the Mikaelson Manor, this was where they use to live until the business that Klaus had in New Orleans, he decided to leave Mystic Falls.

Elijah opens the door to the mansion, gesture for me to sit down and stay there. He came back with nightgown and a robe then told me to take a shower.

______

When I got of the shower I heard voices downstairs, I followed the voices until I reach to the study where they were at. There stood, Elijah and Klaus, they both look at me and smiled.

"Hello, love. How are you?" Klaus greets me and open his arms wide for a hug.

I accept the warm hug that I miss, he whispers into my ear saying that he knows that i I am having trouble in paradise.

He lets go and Elijah hands me papers, I took hold of the stack of paper then gave ten both looks "what's is this for?"

"You have now where to stay so Klaus and I decided that the Mikaelson Manor will be yours now at the moment." He explains.

"I will pick up your belonging and put them in my old room and for right now we will be eating pizza." Klaus says.

You are very thankful for having them in your life, mostly Elijah. He has been the only one person to help in stressful situations.

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klaus-littlestwolf · 1 year ago

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Can we have an imagine where Klaus actually accidentally cums in his pants when reader does or says something

Maybe he’s eating her out and ends up making a mess

I wan to see the reader tease his before sucking his off go clean her up

(Don’t do anything you aren’t comfortable with xx)

It’s Not a Big Deal-Klaus M

As well as this request I also had one for Klaus where Y/n didn’t know she could squirt as she had never done it until he ate her out, I don’t have the request but I combined them and I hope this works for both requests.

Btw, just for anyone wondering in the future, I never write anything I’m uncomfortable with, it just so happens I don’t really have anything I’m uncomfortable with😂. I’ll give just about everything a try and once you’ve written a fic about Klaus and his Omega fucking in wolf form you can write anything so don’t worry about offending me or anything🩷

To say that Klaus was good with his tongue would be an understatement, he knew what he could do to a women, he’s had a thousand years of practice after all. A thousand years of figuring out what makes a women feel best, though never once has he deprived himself in any way for any length of time. Women had always just fallen into his bed without a problem, it was common when you have looks like the Hybrid does.

Y/n was different though.

Klaus had fallen for Y/n accidentally, of course he wasn’t looking to fall for one of The Scooby Gangs friends but at least she wasn’t actively trying to kill him. Y/n stayed out of their ‘drama’ and when she met Klaus she hadn’t already decided he was pure evil. That doesn’t mean however, that she made it easy on him.

It took him a month and a half of flirting, coincidentally showing up wherever she was to spend time with her, and texting her sweet messages daily to get her to even agree to a date and of course he went all out for it. And of course he fucked it up.

Y/n wasn’t like the women he had ‘woo’ed in the past, she didn’t like expensive, fancy restaurants and being gifted jewelry, she was simple…he could do simple.

He apologized for taking her somewhere that had clearly made her uncomfortable and thankfully she agreed to let him try again, honestly she seemed to find it amusing how dead set he was on making her happy and he seemed to get it right the second time. He took her to a small clearing behind his house in the woods and after several comments and sureties that he wasn’t going to axe murder her they came upon the pile of blankets and pillows and a sheet hung up to project a movie on.

‘Wow…this is amazing.’ She gushed and he felt his wolf preening at her appreciation and enjoyment. He’d made his girl truly happy and he would make sure she stays that way.

Since becoming a full Hybrid he’s found things are different when it comes to women, his wolf feels strongly about them and usually it’s a hard ‘No’ from him. Caroline? No. Hayley? Hell No! The fact that his inner wolf didn’t like the wolf girl made Klaus think he could never be sated but that can’t be farther from the truth. He loves Y/n and he won’t let her get away.

‘I’m glad you like it. Dinner will be here in a few moments. Come sit.’ Klaus could see the happy smile on her face and he knew he had gotten it perfectly right, watching as she slid her shoes off and climbed into the nest like structure.

‘This is fucking awesome, we may have to sleep here tonight.’ She teased but he could also see she wasn’t really joking and he quickly texted Elijah the change of plans.

‘If that makes you happy, I would love to.’ He spoke, crawling in beside her and leaning back against the pile of pillows seeing her roll her eyes.

‘We would freeze out here Klaus-‘

‘Would I ever let you get hurt? No. I’m a werewolf, I radiate heat, and I can have a comforter brought out too. What other man can you say took you to sleep under the stars?’ He moved to pull up a fluffy blanket that he had picked up from the store, covering her lower body with it and watching her smile widen.

‘Definitely none. There was one date when I was a teenager but we only slept under the stars cause we were running through the woods from the cops after a Falls party and got lost. The stars were beautiful…not quite “passing out in the forest and waking up with leaves and dirt in my hair” beautiful but beautiful none the less.’ He couldn’t keep in the laugh, though he did try and she knew it was funny, laughing along with him.

‘Well, you told me what your favorite movie as a child was and since you were so upset that I hadn’t seen it I thought we would watch the Titanic together.’ Her eyes widened as she looked at him in shock.

‘You remembered? And you’re willing to watch nearly 4 hours of a romantic tragedy? What kind of man are you Niklaus Mikaelson?’ She said it in a joking manner but she was completely serious.

‘One who wants to see you smile love.’ He played the movie and watched her eyes light up in excitement as it came on, Elijah bringing out their dinner after about 10 minutes.

An hour later they were snuggled up under the thick blankets and while he had removed his shirt and pants to leave him in his boxer briefs she was in her panties and a tank top, not that he could see under the blankets but he could feel her naked legs entwined with his as the movie played and he knew regardless of the stupidity of this movie it was going to be one of his favorites after tonight. Even if all he got to do was snuggle her just like this for the rest of the night.

It wasn’t 5 minutes later that he gained enough courage to kiss her, his wolf practically purring just under the surface as she molded her lips with his hungrily. He had only meant to kiss her but she didn’t pull back, she pushed herself forward and wrapped her arms around his neck, his hands finding her waist where he pushed her shirt up to feel the soft skin up her back before she yanked the top off and left herself exposed to him. He wrapped his lips around her soft breast and his cock was practically weeping he was so hard so fast, throbbing in his boxers and begging for release.

Y/n’s fingers ran through his hair and he moaned as she tugged on it roughly. ‘Fuck Klaus! Please? Don’t stop. So good!’ The purr that he felt inside from his wolf became a rumble from deep within his chest as he kissed down her soft flesh to her pantie line, looking up for permission which Y/n gave quickly. ‘Definitely not like other men.’ She teased and he loved it.

‘Other men don’t want to taste this sweet pussy? I find that hard to believe.’ He spoke as he tossed the fabric away and dragged his tongue straight up her slit, finally getting a real taste of her as he has wanted since he first laid eyes on her 2 months ago.

‘Oh God! No! Just you, you crazy Hybrid!’ She squealed at the end as he sucked her clit into his mouth. She came almost as soon as he pushed his 2 fingers into her, tongue happily working her through it before trying to push her into another instantly. ‘Klaus! Fuck! Plea-Please?! Nik!’ His girl was practically riding his face, needy and desperate for everything he has to give her.

What Klaus didn’t really notice however, was how hard he was humping the make-shift nest, grinding down on it as his wolf howled in his head so loud he could feel nothing else but his blinding orgasm while his Princess squirt all over his tongue. It was as if his mouth had a mind of its own and continued working her through her end with his mouth on autopilot because he was on cloud nine, resting his head on her thigh as they both calmed down.

It only took another moment for him to feel the sticky mess made in his boxers. ‘Shit!’

He sat up, covering her so that she wouldn’t be cold before trying to find his pants. ‘Klaus? Are you okay-‘

‘Fine! You just relax and keep watching the movie, I need to…shit-‘

‘Nik, it’s okay.’ Y/n moved to push him onto his back and shove his pants away from his grip. ‘Nothing to be embarrassed about…I mean you’re 1000 years old so the last thing I expected was you jizzing your underwear like a 13 year old boy-‘ she giggled but stopped him before he could get up. ‘I’m sorry, I’m just teasing. I just squirt all over your face, we’re both embarrassed, okay?’ He scoffed, taking hold of the back of her neck and connecting their lips roughly.

‘That was incredibly hot, possibly the sexiest thing I’ve seen a women do. I just came all over myself like a desperate virgin, on our first date no less…I’m better than that.’ He was angry with himself and he knew Y/n could see it. It was like the wolf side of him was so needy for her that he couldn’t control his own body and fuck if that’s not humiliating!

‘All it means is that you’re attracted to me. You don’t normally do this? That means it’s an incredible compliment. And it’s definitely not a problem.’ She pushed him back down flat before moving down his body and pulling his boxer briefs off, tossing them out of the nest. ‘I’ll clean you up and we can go back to the movie…and maybe try again in a bit.’

She was teasing him, he knew it but for the first time he didn’t care. Any other girl he’s ever fucked would have laughed in his face for cumming like that, but besides a cute joke she didn’t even seem to care. It just made Klaus all the more determined to please her.

She licked her tongue up the underside of his cock which was painfully hard against his stomach. Her moan upon tasting him didn’t make it any better for him as he felt his cock twitch, causing her to giggle. ‘Oh Fuck!’ He gasped as she wrapped her lips around him, sucking every bit of his cum off of his flesh but she kept going even after being clearly finished. ‘Y/n! Such a sweet little tongue-Shit, keep going Kitten! You’re mouth is heaven!’ He didn’t know if this was the best blowjob he had ever had, or if he was perceiving it as such just because he was undeniably already in love with her, but either way he feels like he’s dying in the best possible way.

She pulled from him with a ‘pop’ and looked up at him, hand pumping him a few times. ‘No more embarrassment. Promise?’ He nodded desperately, needing that hot little tongue back on his heated flesh.

‘Yes! From either of us!’ Her lips wrapped around the sensitive tip of his cock and suckled hard, tongue pressed against his slit causing a desperate cry as his hips thrust up, her pulling back to look at him. ‘Shit Babygirl, I’m gonna fuck that pussy so hard my family will think I’m fucking killing you! I’m gonna make you scream Kitten!’ Y/n could see his eyes glow gold just for a moment and knew that his wolf was just below the surface. She’s seen it almost every time she’s in Klaus’ presence and she doesn’t mind it, though she’s not sure what it means for their current activities…

She tilted her head teasingly before smiling. ‘What are you waiting for then Alpha?’ She teased, his eyes darkening before she was suddenly pinned under him with her legs being spread as wide as they could be.

‘You just had to tease, didn’t you?’ That was all the warning she got before Klaus took hold of his cock and shoved himself balls deep into her cunt.

‘Ahh! Too Much-‘

‘Good. Let everyone hear you!’ He growled, giving her another second to get used to him before pulling back and driving his hips to hers again and again.

‘Nik-‘

‘I want the whole of Mystic Falls to hear you Kitten! My family! My Hybrids! And Every Single One of your friends!’ He wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her up as he sat back on his knees, driving up into her body roughly. ‘I want them all to know who owns this cunt by tomorrow! No one will dare even look at you again, they’ll all know who you belong to!’

Klaus could feel that he wasn’t in complete control-not that he couldn’t have stopped if he wanted to-but his wolf was desperate for his girl and he was going to have her! To make her his and ensure she never wanted for anything but him again.

‘Klaus! Fuck-don’t stop baby! So close…please?’ She was begging for him and he felt his cock twitch, ready to spill into her warm cunt but he grit his teeth before digging them, hybrid visage and all, into her neck as gently as he could. As he did she cried out, her tight pussy clamping down onto his thick cock so hard he almost thought it hurt, apart from the blinding pleasure that shot up his spine overwhelming him as he buried himself as deep into her as he could and began filling her up. He didn’t remember ever cumming this much in his very long life, maybe it’s a result of fucking someone as a full Hybrid, Y/n had been the only one he’s been interested in since turning 4 months ago. Maybe it’s because 4 months is the longest he’s gone without sex since he turned into a vampire over 1000 years ago, but something told him that wasn’t it. Something told him that wolfy part of his brain and body was marking his mate as much as he could, filling her with so much cum that his cock was aching inside of her by the time it finally stopped twitching. Filling her to the point it leaked back out around him as if ensuring she would be carrying his baby tomorrow, and something about that thought had Klaus purring into her neck in contentment, the thought of his girl swollen with his child was an image he never knew could excite him but Fuck if it wasn’t a sexy picture. ‘So f-full…do-do all werewolves cum this much?’

‘No…it seems to be a hybrid thing…but we’ll need to test it a few more times to be sure.’ He kissed along her neck, licking over the bite wound to clean up the drops of blood before pulling back. ‘Drink.’ He instructed, biting his wrist and bringing it to her mouth. He felt his Hybrid visage take over again as she listened to him without question, making a part of his brain very happy and needy to fuck her again.

‘I’m sure you have enough research to answer the question by now.’ He could tell his Kitten was exhausted even before she yawned and he nuzzled into her hair, rolling her on top of him and wrapping the blankets around them.

‘I don’t actually.’ He tried not to feel embarrassed as he told her this, since he promised not to.

‘Really? But it’s been…you were with Stefan for 2 months and..?’

‘I was busy, and after they didn’t work I was angry, and when I came back…I found you. You’re mine Y/n. All mine.’ He could see how hard she tried to push back the tears that welled up and she did, sighing contently and laying onto his chest.

‘All yours Nik.’ He felt her press her lips over his heart before laying back down to sleep and he was truly content to drift off with his Kitten in his arms. He finally had her…God save anyone who tries to take her away.

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𐙚 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙺𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚑𝚎’𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚢 𝚊 𝚠𝚘𝚕𝚏 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚔 - 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚘𝚜.

𐙚 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍, 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑, 𝚟𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚎!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𐙚 𝙸 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚎 𐙚

Everything happened so fast.

One second you’re kicking an old beer can, bitching to Rebekah about being hungry and then the next you’re on your back, screaming for her to run.

You let out a high pitched scream before the wolf if pushed off of you, yelping out as it hits the tree, “You stupid, stupid, girl.” Rebekah picks you up from the ground, “You really think I’d leave you knowing Nik would kill me?”

She wraps her arm around your waist, holding on to your hand that’s around your neck, “You still with me?” She asks as she glances back at the wolf rising to its feet. You give her a small groan, pain radiating up and down your neck.

“We gotta go. Now.”

That’s the last thing you remember before passing out, reawakening in the bed you’ve shared many times with Klaus. You heard whispers, unsure if they were real or if you were hallucinating, “K-Klaus?” You blink a few times, seeing Elijah’s blurry figure come into view, “It’s Elijah, darling. Niklaus is on his way, just hang on.”

You nod, wincing in pain. Your hand shoots up to lay on your wound and your breathing turns raged. Your eyes slowly close and you feel Elijah’s hand brush over your hair, “Just relax. You’ll be okay, soon.”

You woke up again, this time to low growling coming from the end of the bed. You slowly turn your head, letting out a scream before you’re snapped out of it, “It’s okay. It’s okay, you’re hallucinating.”

You blink a few times, seeing Rebekah sitting beside you, “Nik is close.” She lays her hand on yours, “I am so, very sorry.” You swallow, shaking your head very slight, “It- not your fault.”

She gives you a small frown and you pass out, waking up a little bit later to Klaus’ voice booming through the house, “Where is she!? What happened to her!?”

Your eyes stay glued to the door, your heart beating faster as his figure comes into view, “Oh, my love.” He walks over, dropping down to the bed next to you, “I’m here, I’m right here.”

He brings his wrist to his mouth and punctures his skin, immediately pushing it to your lips. You respond by lifting your head, groaning lowly as you drink his blood. Klaus’ eyes stay glued to you, eyeing the bite mark on your neck, “I’m right here. You’ll be okay soon, sweetheart.”

His hand runs over your hair and he keeps his eyes on you as Elijah and Rebekah as they walk into the room, “Who did this to her?” He slowly looks over at Rebekah, “Do I need to repeat myself?”

“Daniel.” Rebekah sighs, “Nik, it was an accident. We were hungry, out looking for campers, and the next thing we know she’s on the ground with a wolf on her.” Klaus sighs, looking back down at you as you lay back on the bed, “Why didn’t you stop them, Elijah. You were here, were you not?”

“I was, but I had not known there was a wolf in the woods, or that they had gone out out until Rebekah returned, dragging her body in through the door.”

Klaus shakes his head, leaning down to press a kiss to your forehead before standing up, “You might want to get your rest today, because tonight we’re going on a wolf hunt.”

“Klaus.” You whisper, eyes fluttering open. You already felt better, “I’m sorry.” Klaus motions for his brother and sister to leave and he sits down next to you, “How are you feeling, love?” You nod, going to sit up, but Klaus stops you, “No, no. You need your rest.”

His hands guide you back do the bed and you sigh, “I feel better already.” He smiles slightly as he nods, “That’s good.” You move your hand to lay on his, “I’m sorry I went out.” He shakes his head, “You were hungry, love. You can’t control that.” He laughs slightly, tilting his head as he gives your hand a squeeze, “But my hybrids can control when and where they turn, and if I remember correctly, turning around here is something I specifically told them not to do.”

“Who bit me?”

“Daniel.”

You let out a soft gasp. Daniel is, or was, in this case, Klaus’ right hand man. You shake your head slightly, “I’m sorry.” Klaus sighs, leaning down towards your face, “I told you, sweetheart. You have nothing to be sorry for. If anyone needs to be sorry, it’s Daniel, and I’m going to make sure he knows that.” He presses a kiss to your forehead and goes to stand up.

You sit up, “I’m coming, too.” Klaus turns around, shaking his head, “No, you need your rest, love.” You stand up, vamping around him and he turns around with a smirk, “Are you trying to prove yourself to me?” You shrug, “Do you want me to prove myself to you?”

He shakes his head as he walks up to you, “You are such a spitfire.” He shakes takes a deep breath, moving hair from your face, “One of the many reason as to why I love you.” He leans in, pressing a kiss to your lips, “Come along, we’ll get you something to eat along the way.”

“Rebekah.” Klaus calls as he walks down the steps, “You go and check in town. Elijah.” He stops, looking to face him, “Go check the Salvatore house, Daniel might have just switched sides on us.” Klaus looks at you then back at the others, “Well go check the hybrid habitat to see if anyone knows anything. Call me if you find anything.”

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“Still feeling okay, sweetheart?” Klaus looks over at you and you nod, “I’ve honestly never felt better.” You give him a smile and he nods, turning off the car, “That’s good to hear, love.” He gets out and walks around, opening up your car door, “Stay close to me.”

You nod and get out, stepping back for him to close the door. You follow him up to the door and he doesn’t know, he just walks right in. All of the chatter comes to a stop.

“Oh please, don’t stop on my account.” Klaus smirks, “Anybody know where I can find Daniel Warren?” He looks around, “Nobody knows? Hmm.” He steps forward and you follow him, “That’s funny, because my sister said there were two wolves in the woods last night, so somebody has to know something, right?”

Your eyes scan around the room, stopping when you see a nervous looking man sitting in the one chair, “Klaus.” He turns around, “What is it, my love?”

You nod, “Ask him.”

Klaus follows your gaze and he extends his hands out from his sides, “Ah, yes. Dean.” Dean looks up and Klaus points, “Come over here, mate.” Dean gets up and walks over, everyone’s eyes tracking him as he nervously walks up to Klaus, “What do you need, Klaus?”

“What do I need? I thought I already made that clear when I walked in here. Where is Daniel?”

Dean shrugs, “I don’t know.” Klaus squints, “Okay, I’ll tell you what. You can either pick from telling me the truth and not having your heart ripped from your chest, or.. I can compel it out of you and everyone in this room, well, dies with you. Your choice, mate.”

“I don’t know where he is.” Dean stands his ground, “After Rebekah shoved Daniel off of her, I ran the other way, left him to fend for himself.”

“So you agree that you were out there, even after i specifically told no one to run those woods?” Klaus tilts his head as Dean stutters over his words, “I-I’ll, I’ll call him, Klaus. Okay. I’ll get him back here. I’ll-“ His pleading turns to groans as Klaus shoves his hand into his chest. Klaus sighs, “Get him back here now, or I’ll finish what I’ve started here, are we clear?”

Dean nods his head and Klaus chuckles, “I need your word, Dean. Tell me, you’ll get him back here.” Dean winces, “I’ll.. get him, back, Klaus. I’ll get him back.”

Klaus removes his hand from his chest and sighs, “Good, now go get me something to wipe off with.” He points his bloody finger and turns to look at you, “Looks like we have some waiting to do, sweetheart.” He lays his hand on your waist as he reaches behind you to close the door, “Make yourself comfortable.”

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For almost two hours, you were sat on Klaus’ lap, waiting patiently for the arrival of Daniel.

You turn your head towards Klaus as he perks up, “Is he here?” Klaus looks up at you, nodding his head, “He’s here.” He taps your hip and you stand up, “I don’t want him anywhere near you, go wait in the car.”

He walks you out and opens the door, closing it as soon as you’re inside. He turns around, walking back up to Dean, and you listen in on their conversation, “I know you’re here.” Klaus turns to the house, “Come out, and face me!”

“He said he was coming.” Dean assures, “Daniel, come on man. If you don’t show up. Klaus is going to kill us all.” You sit up when you see Daniel step out from around the side of the house, “Klaus.” He puts his hands up, “Look, I’m sorry, man.”

“Sorry doesn’t change the fact that you bit my beloved, y/n, now does it?” Klaus tilts his head and Daniel glances towards the car, “She looks okay.”

“Don’t look at her. You look at me, I’m the one who’s talking.” Klaus steps forward, “Come down here, mate. I just want to talk.” Daniel shakes his head, “I know you, Klaus. You don’t ever just want to talk.”

“Maybe I’ve had a change of heart, mate.” Klaus chuckles, shrugging his shoulders, “Don’t make this hard.” Daniel sighs, shaking his head, “Whatever.” He walks down to Klaus and stands in front of him, “If you’re going to kill me, just do it here so you can send your message.”

Klaus laughs, “Oh, Daniel. Now you’re making it too easy on me. That’s not how I wanted things to go.” Klaus reaches up with one hand, resting it on his shoulder, “You’re not going to run. You’re going to stand there, and get your first lesson, front and center.”

Daniel freezes, his gaze following Klaus as he walks over to Dean, shoving his hand into his chest, “Disobeying my rules is a big no, no. Is it not?” Dean groans, nodding his head, “P-pl-ease.”

“Sorry mate, nothing I can do. Oh wait.” He pulls his hand out, heart resting in his hand, “I can send a message.” He drops the heart next to his body, cries and screams sounding from inside the house as Klaus turns towards Daniel, “You’re coming with me.”

With a swift snap of Daniel’s neck, his body falls to the ground and Klaus glances over at the house, “You’ll only have to worry about burying one body today. I’ll take care of the other for you, consider it my good deed for the day.” He smirks as he bends down to pick up the limp body, throwing it over his shoulder and walking back to the trunk of his car.

Klaus gets in and look over at you, “I’m going to make him pay for what he did to you.” He lifts your hands to his lips, gently kissing your knuckles, “No one hurts you and gets away with it, and that’s a promise, my love.”

𐙚 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𐙚

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