warnings: erotic scenes for mature audiences below the cut, oral (male receiving), bodily fluids, swearing, more of bby being the sexy mf he is
a/n: gif isn’t mine. 500 followers fic coming soon. a thanks for all the love on cockwarming w/ klaus. this went farther than i expected but i don’t regret it. enjoy.
the two of you had come back from a long awaited date, one to revive the romance between you that the both of you refused to allow to fade.
and there you were before him, after a heated kiss, your lips swollen and reddened in the absence of your lipstick.
a thin strap of your black dress had fallen down your shoulder, hair unruly from the way klaus had gently massaged your scalp in the car and fisted it when his lips were on yours. despite those, you still seemed as perfect as ever to him, as fuckable as ever.
the vibe was set just right, as your hand had been stuck to his thigh throughout the ride home, the tips of your manicured nails brushing over his crotch. teasing him ever since he’d first seen you in that dress that adorned your curves in a way that dried his mouth and took his breath away.
the same dress that he pulled over your head, leaving you in only a thong. “beautiful.” he would be forever grateful to call you his.
it had all been a build up to this moment. there was no denying that you were the most gorgeous thing, and nothing made him feel more like a king when you fell to your knees and gazed up at him under those thick lashes, eyes clouded with vast desire and love — only for him.
you didn’t have to ask what was going through his mind, didn’t need his eyes to tell you everything as they always did before he spoke a word. the noticeable bulge in his slacks was more than enough.
your fingers found his zipper, freeing him from his confines after you slipped them off along with his briefs. you bit your lip at the sight of his large cock, shock in your expression despite the countless times you’d seen it.
truth of the matter was, you’d never get used to his size. which made it all the more enjoyable as it felt like the first time every time.
trust shone in your eyes as he took hold of your face, thumbs stroking the skin beneath your eyes. “open your mouth, sweetheart.”
obeying, you parted your lips, keeping your gaze on his as he slowly guided his length inside your mouth.
when your tongue came in contact with his shaft, he groaned, eyes fluttering to leave his eyelids hooded.
he moved until he hit the back of your throat, and you held onto his strong thighs for support in anticipation for what was to come.
you didn’t have to wait long, as he immediately began to roll his hips, but at a slower pace than you expected from him.
he was testing himself, trying to get a grip on how close he was to the edge, wanting to enjoy the warmth of your mouth for as long as he could.
you didn’t make it easy, staring up at him like that with your luscious breasts on display. taking control even though you were the one on your knees.
his hands slid into your hair, gripping the strands tight as he began to quicken his pace.
you relaxed your throat the faster he went, heat pooling between your thighs at the way klaus threw his head back and let out a loud groan.
his teeth sunk into his bottom lip as he fucked your mouth, thrusting his hips at a speed that made it difficult not to gag.
tears leaked from your eyes, wetting your cheeks, but you enjoyed the assault nevertheless.
it caused your core to pulse almost painfully, nipples hard as saliva dripped from your mouth, ran down your breasts and onto the sensitive buds.
you moaned around him, pushing him further toward the brink, his cock thickening and pulsing between your lips.
your gripped his wrist, burning eyes wide open as they stared up at him, wordlessly pleading for it.
and when his heated gaze met yours, you dropped your hand from his wrist to knead your breast, thumbing at your nipple, causing a drawn out moan to erupt from his throat.
“you’ll be the death of me, i swear it. you’re doing so good, love.”
he began to slow, gently pulling you off of him. “i want to come inside that pretty little cunt.”
he helped you up by your elbows before finding your lips once more, his teeth clashing against your own.
you yelped when he ripped your thong, the material snapping against your skin before it fell to shreds.
you fell together on the bed, your legs instinctively spreading to allow klaus in between, his hips keeping them apart.
you groaned in sync when his cock slid against your entrance, a small smirk moving to his lips as he was drenched in your arousal.
his hands returned to your hair as he rolled his hips against your own, quelling the harsh ache at your core.
your hands slid down to his ass, pulling him impossibly closer, “please, baby. fuck me.”
he obliged without hesitation, guiding himself to slip inside with ease. the stretch was delicious, as it caused you to throw your head back in awe. “fuck.”
klaus groaned in your ear, his hand finding your throat and pressing against the hollow. he pulled out before slamming back in, a strangled yell leaving your lips in response.
you gripped his back as he picked up and drilled into your pussy at a speed that reminded you of his inhuman nature, your body convulsing and tingling as it went into overdrive at the overwhelm of pleasure.
and the way your body was wired to take it all reminded you of your own.
“klaus...” you gasped as you clenched around him, liquid ecstasy washing over your entire body, the high feeling impossibly better than the last.
his gaze stayed on your face as you came, and you could tell that he was holding back. “come with me. give it to me. please.”
warmth as well as a certain hunger darkened his azure irises. “as you wish, my love.” he tightened his grip around your throat before he rutted into you faster than recently before, your body heating as a another orgasm followed quickly after the one before it.
his other hand found yours, fingers slipping between your own as he exploded, grunting as he released, coating your walls.
“i love you so much,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to your lips.
you grinned breathlessly, “ill say it back after another round.”
I admit… First, I was upset when Elijah ignored my plan in favor of his own. You are all so determined to protect Hope at all cost. Perhaps I’m envious– no one ever fought so hard to protect me.
malia tate x reader when malia is in heat and she’s jealous of readers friendship with allison
Jealousy||Malia Tate/Hale
a/n: i’m obsessed with this idea. first malia fic btw. ahhhhh. i hope this is okay!! i think you meant like a couple? that’s what i did but let me know and i can redo it!! also, everyone in this fic is 18 and in their senior year at Beacon Hills HS! also, sorry it’s sort of short!
warnings: just a kiss, a little jealousy, other than that, it’s pure fluff
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you were in the library with your girlfriend, malia, when your phone started ringing. the name allie :) popping up and vibrating against the table. glancing up at malia, you held eye contact for a second before she broke it and went back to her math book. you were trying to help her understand the homework since you had your midterms coming up in just over a week.
“sorry, i’m gonna-“ you started to get up as she cut you off
“it’s fine.” thinning her lips, she went back to her work
malia would never admit that she didn’t like you hanging out with allison. after all, she was your best friend since sophomore year. she just couldn’t help but notice how much time you spent with her. how you drove her to school, studied with her after school sometimes, and would hangout a lot. well, that’s what she thought. in reality, allison just didn’t have a ride and you happened to live only two blocks away, you were better at econ so you would sit with her while she copied your notes, and ever since you almost lost her to the nogistune, void, you’ve been overprotective.
“what’s up ally?” you were in one of the random book isles. scuffing your boots on the floor while she chatted away about how she met a guy last night but it didn’t go anywhere. but you were spacing out. watching malia glade at her math book and write harshly on her paper. you knew she hated math, but this much?
“-and he was so cute, but he asked if i was a virgin. so obviously all he wants is sex. and i’m ready for something more real. ya know?” she finished her rant
“yeah. he seems no good al. listen, i got to go. i’m studying with malia. i’ll text you later?”
“yeah, sure! love you, have fun with maliaaa” she dragged out the ‘a’ in a reading way
“shut it. love you. bye” you hung up and slid your phone back into your back pocket and walked back to the table
“what did she want?” malia snapped from the table
“just some guy she met last night. didn’t go well i guess. anyways, what problem were we-“ she cut you off
“do you like her?” she asked with a blank face
“what? who, malia?” you laughed
“allison. you like her, don’t you? you are closer. i get that.”
“malia, no. i love you. i’m dating you. not her.”
her eyes softened a bit before sending you a tiny smile, muttering a tiny ‘sorry’
you got up to sit by her pulled her face to yours. placing a kiss on her lips as you felt her smile into it. you let go of her chin and re-opened your books.
“now, math!” you smiled at her, earning a groan from the werecoyote
I'm just gonna pretend I didn't now just see a tiktok caption that says, and I quote, "delena anti's are usually single bc they have bad taste in relationships"
Do they need to be reminded what they're shipping again? Because what it looks to me is that they have horrible taste in relationships. And if we go by their stupid logic, then I would rather be single than have a relationship like Damon and Elena.
I know I should just ignore them, but someone needs to call out their stupidity once in a while