I have a request
So I was thinking like a witch spell gone wrong or maybe they intentionally linked Klaus to the reader(witch /werewolf, human/vampire or whatever) for whatever reason(idk like you decide) so whatever this person feels Klaus will and vice versa. She doesn't even know Klaus(or maybe she does from before that's up to you) and at first nobody realise anything is wrong but at midnight Klaus wakes up all sweaty and hard for no apparent reason meanwhile reader is touching herself at home not knowing what effect it has on Klaus. It starts happening more and more him being horny and aroused for no reason He is pissed he has to jerk off so often. Klaus due to his heightened senses starts feeling all of her emotions, arousal etc more than her and he realizes the witches screwed him over and finally by using his methods finds out the truth and the girl he is tethered to. He confronts her and is mad at her for being horny at 2 am or middle of the day when he is at important negotiations or something.
At first she is shocked and embarrassed at this revelation but then she is mad and defiant against his attitude and starts doing at when he is at most important of meetings about the city or other things and poor klaus has to excuse himself in vampire speed to the restroom. To get back at her Klaus also starts doing stuff to get her worked up at most inappropriate times. At this point it has become a competition but after few weeks now they are really desperate for each other but both are also egoistical.
It can be upto you how it leads up to the sex or whatever. Also u can change details if u want.
Intensified Feelings
Summary: Klaus has to find the girl he’s been bound to, but she isn’t just going to do what he says when his actions affect her too. The only way to fix it, it to come together.
Klaus didn’t know what was wrong with him. It started off with little things, like a pain in his finger and a tiny paper cut healing in his skin when he hadn’t been holding anything at all.
When he was hurt, the pain felt worse than before and he took longer to recover. Even Rebekah was concerned for how much Klaus was feeling the damage.
He’d even began feeling cramp like pains in his lower abdomen and back each month. Klaus had complained once, but upon being mocked and teased that he was on his period by Kol, he didn’t mention the pains again.
Then other emotions seemed to hit him at varying times. Sometimes his heart would race as though he were excited, or his eyes would still as though he needed to cry. But the most frustrating feeling, was the arousal.
Klaus couldn’t explain it, he would just wake, panting and sweating in the middle of the night; harder than stone. He’d never had to jerk off so much, and he’d never known himself to get quite so hard without any stimulation.
Once waking up having already cum all over his stomach.
It was confusing, and strange but he didn’t exactly want to explain to anybody that he’d been hit with sudden waves of arousal where he can’t held but stroke his own cock until his balls are empty.
In the night, it was annoying but manageable. It was during the day that made him pissed. Having to stare an enemy in the eye and threaten people whilst feeling himself grow so hard that precum was starting to spill from him.
Having to discuss supernatural politics whilst having the intense urge to pump himself under the table.
It was becoming suspicious when he said he had to go to the bathroom. He ate barely any human food, he didn’t need the bathroom. Elijah had become curious and concerned.
“What is wrong with you?” He’d asked after seeing Klaus groan in pain whilst sat on the couch sketching in his book. “You’ve been in pain regularly. Even at night I’ve heard you fussing and crying out.” Elijah questioned and Klaus’s face flushed.
“I don’t know.” He answered simply. “It’s been happening for months, like I’m feeling someone else’s…well feelings.” His harms lifted in frustration, the sketchbook disregarded. “Whoever it is, is driving me insane.”
“And female.” Elijah nodded, linking the pain’s immediately to the menstrual cycle. “Is she regularly getting harmed otherwise?” He questioned and Klaus’s shook his head. “Presumably human then. If she were caught up in this…mess then she’d be hurt more.” His fingers tabled against the counter as he thought. “What else do you feel?”
When Klaus remained quiet and appeared slightly embarrassed, Elijah only rose a brow.
“I see.” He nodded and took a seat, continuing to think. “A witch must’ve done this.” He concluded and Klaus rolled his eyes.
“Well, obviously. But who, and why?” He snapped and Elijah sighed.
“We will have to figure that out. Why haven’t you told me this sooner?”
“Tell you what? That I’m randomly given stabbing pains and bursts of- emotion.” Klaus cleared his throat and Elijah leaned back.
Soon, the brothers were sat in front of the very witch that had caused this predicament.
“It’s a binding spell.” Her shoulders shrugged.
“To who?” Klaus pressed, becoming increasingly annoyed.
“I don’t know, I wasn’t even sure it worked. I did it months ago.” She scoffed, folding her arms. “I was mad after you killed-“
“Yes, yes. It’s a lovely attempt at revenge, sweetheart. Except for the part where I kill you if you don’t undo it.” His hand came down against the table hard and Elijah straightened his tie.
“Well it isn’t that simple.” The witch glared, “you have to find her at least.”
“And then what? Kill her?” He questioned and the witch laughed.
“Only if you want to be suffering forever.”
“Are you suggesting he will be bound to this girl even after death?” Elijah frowned, increasingly intrigued by the situation.
“What if I told you, true love broke the spell.” The witch batted her lashes, an amused smile on her face.
Klaus glared and Elijah narrowed his eyes.
Love spells were of course true, fairy tells stemmed from the truth and the past, but they had died out significantly through the ages.
With little they could do to undo the spell, Klaus ended up killing the witch in pure rage.
“I suppose, this is one of the more harmless revenges you’ve faced.” Elijah mused and Klaus sighed, his face going into his hands when he felt his cock start to harden.
“What is wrong with this bloody woman!?” He yelled in frustration and Elijah cleared his throat, glancing up to the sky to hide his amusement.
To find her, Klaus had to simply feel the pull. He spent his time wondering the treats and searching by eye.
It didn’t take too long for his eyes to land on her.
Dressed in a pencil skirt, white blouse and blazer, her heels making her hips sway as she made her way to the architect offices building. He left his coffee, not bothering to take it or pay for it as he followed her past the people.
“Excuse me-“ he tried to reach her but she was in a hurry, presumably late for her job. Klaus let out a breath when the glass doors shut right infront of his face, locking and keeping him from entering. Of course, he could have smashed his way through but Elijah had encouraged him to not use violence. That if the girl was human and bound to him, he was better off approaching more gently, at least without threat.
So he waited, impatiently, outside the building for her to finish hours later.
Upon her exit, he swiftly caught up beside her.
“Excuse me,” he tried again and she turned to him, her steps coming to a halt as she blinked at him. He could feel the pull that love spells usually had.
Y/N frowned at him. There was a sense of Déjà vu as she looked at him. Without thinking, she pinched her own arm as hard as she could, watching him let out a little sound of pain and glance down at his own arm.
“It’s you.” She whispered and Klaus felt his brows pull together. “Why are you always getting stabbed and hit and bleeding? Do you have any idea how painful that is? I’m covered in scars.” The girl whisper-yelled at him in the middle of the busy street.
“Well why are you always so bloody horny?” Klaus snapped back and her face flushed red.
“What?” She questioned and he folded his arms. “You can feel that too? Oh god!” Her face went into her hands and Klaus let out a sound of amusement.
“I can indeed and you are incredibly insatiable! Honestly, love, day and night? Haven’t you someone to satisfy your-“
“Oh fuck, shut up, shut up!” Her hands reached out to cover his mouth and he looked back at her with raised brows.
Slowly he pulled her hands down and he narrowed his eyes at her curiously.
“What are you?” He questioned and she frowned.
“Excuse me?” She glared, hands coming to her hips. “Just because I have a sex drive doesn’t make me some sort of monster-“ she scoffed and Klaus laughed.
“That’s not what I meant, love.” His head shook. “I meant, are you human?”
“Oh. Well yeah.” Her frown deepens before she seemed to be struck with realisation. Her embarrassment shifted to distress and fear. “Look, I haven’t done anything okay? I don’t know why I can feel whatever you feel-“
“It was a witch, as a punishment for me.” Klaus sighed, his hand moving in a motion to quiet her. “It isn’t your fault. I do however, need your cooperation to lift the…spell.”
“How is it lifted?” She asked and Klaus hesitated.
How was he supposed to tell this woman that they had to fall in love and share ‘true love’s kiss’ to break this strange curse. She’d laugh in his face and Klaus knew it.
“It’s…complicated.” He cleared his throat. “For now, just stop…touching yourself all the time.” He huffed and she folded her arms.
“Fine. Only if you stop getting injured. It’s killing me. How am I supposed to explain to my boss why I suddenly acquired a black eye whilst working at a desk job?” She threw her hands up.
“Well, I’ll try my best.” He agreed with a sigh and held out his hand for her to shake. “I’m Klaus.”
“Y/N.” She accepted the gesture and glancing him down once. “So, what do you want from me?”
“I just needed to find you, I suppose. It was driving me insane not knowing.” Klaus could feel her conflicted emotions. He knew she was confused and scared. “We should meet and spend time together.” He muttered out. Somehow he needed to fall for her and get her to fall for him.
“Okay…” she frowned, “why?”
“Because…it’ll be useful. That way we’ll know what we need to do to reduce the symptoms.” He shrugged and she was still confused as to how that was supposed to undo this curse of sorts.
But she wasn’t in much of a position to argue. As annoying as the unexpected arousal and orgasms was for Klaus, the sudden agony that she was put through was worse.
So she was careful to ignore her own needs. Y/N hid her vibrator at the back of her drawer and tried to sleep through the ache between her legs.
However, whilst Y/N tried to keep up her end of the deal, Klaus was still getting beaten bloody.
In anger after Y/N had looked at herself in the mirror on a quiet Sunday morning, finding her cheek bruised and body covered in dark bruises, she decided to punish him.
So she dug through her draw and put the device to work.
Klaus had barely just finished slaughtering the witches when he felt his cock stiffen, his breathing thicken and his legs feel weaken. His jaw clenched in annoyance as he glanced around, checking everyone was dead and nobody was there to witness him reach into his pants and quickly jerk himself off.
Y/N’s pleasure intensified, feeling both hers and his. Hips flying off the bed as she pushed the dildo into herself, pumping it eagerly.
Klaus groaned, coming down to land on his knees as he stroked himself faster.
Soon, he was stumbling through town to find her. Angry at her for doing such a thing. Had she of done that five minutes earlier and he might’ve been too distracted to defend himself.
Y/N flinched when her front door was banged against loudly. She pulled her clothes on and pushed the toys into her drawer before heading downstairs.
“Oh. It’s you.” She sighed and Klaus folded his arms.
“You said you’d stop.” He growled and she scoffed.
“Do you even see me right now? Look at what you’ve done to me!” She yelled and Klaus frowned, seeing the bruising and realising that perhaps the limp in her step had been from pain and not from being thoroughly fucked.
“Oh.” He blinked at her. Perhaps she did have it worse. “Well, I’ll heal you.” He stated simply, biting into his palm and holding it out to her. Y/N was hesitant before she drank it. In seconds her body no longer throbbed in pain. “There. I can supply you with enough vials of blood to keep you unharmed, happy?”
“That’ll be better than suffering, yes.” She nodded. “But still, you can’t expect me to never satisfy myself? I know you have enough sex.” She huffed and Klaus sighed.
“Yes, but I do that at convenient times like late in the evening. Not five in the morning or three in the afternoon. Surely you don’t touch yourself at work? Or are you sleeping with the boss?” He scoffed and she rolled her eyes.
“I have Wednesdays off.” She muttered and Klaus pinched the bridge of his nose.
“And you have nothing better to do?”
“Well no. My boyfriend broke up with me.” Her arms crossed and she glanced down. Klaus wanted to sympathise with her, he really did, but he was just frustrated.
“Right. Well how about you can…masturbate or whatever you do, between 10pm and 1am? Isn’t that fair?” He forced a smile to his face and Y/N huffed.
“This isn’t fair. I can’t just stop myself from feeling aroused.”
“Well, just try.” He sighed.
So she tried to keep it within the time frame.
Klaus did too.
They found themselves in some sort of rhythm. Klaus would find himself a lady to entertain him, his cock sliding within her at the same time Y/N was pushing a silicone version into herself. The combined force of both their stimulation was leading to the most intense orgasms Klaus had experienced.
Klaus would think of her, wondering how she felt when he fucked a woman’s mouth. Did it still feel like oral for her?
He found that out when she must’ve been receiving it from another man. He’d come unbearably fast, the sensation making his legs shake in a way they didn’t usually.
When bored, and he knew she was at work, he began to tease her. Caressing himself slowly, just enough to make himself harden. Taking extra pleasure in edging himself, knowing she was probably trying not to hump her office chair.
I have a presentation coming up. Stop it.
The text lit up on his phone and Klaus grinned. He stopped for five minutes, letting her calm down before starting again, knowing she must be struggling her way through her words.
He knew she was getting her revenge when he felt himself start to sweat in the middle of a truce agreement with the werewolves. Klaus gripped the table right, praying silently that she wouldn’t make him cum under the table.
His hand covered his own mouth when he did.
This strange game continued for as long as they could both handle.
So much so, that they’d come to picture each other as they did so. Klaus would groan her name against a random woman’s mouth. Y/N would squeeze her eyes shut, whimpering his name into her pillow.
She knew it was him at the door when it knocked in the middle of the night. Y/N clumsily stumble down the stairs, pulling the door open to see him. They were both panting. His jeans ruined by a wet patch and the old t-shirt on her barely covered the way her thighs pressed together.
Klaus stepped forward, his hands going under her thighs and lifting her whilst he kicked her front door closed.
Y/N kissed at him desperately as he laid her down. He let out a groan when he picked up the dildo, his fingers collecting her wetness from it to taste her.
“God- don’t look at that.” Her skin flushed and she pushed it out of his hands onto the floor.
Klaus chuckled at the feel of her embarrassment and pressed his mouth back to hers before tugging the t-shirt off her. It felt stance, the stimulation when he licked over her nipple. Y/N held his head close, feeling his tongue flick against her and tug the bud into his mouth.
“Klaus, please.” She whispered, tugging at his jeans desperately. He pulled away from her chest, undoing his button and zipper before letting her push the fabric down his legs. It was kicked off carelessly before he pulled her legs up round his waist.
At once, they both let out a moan of intense pleasure. The feel of finally being one, the dual sensation colliding.
Klaus held her impossibly tight, pushing into her until she was snug inside her. Y/N tugged his hair, pressing her mouth back to his as he began to roll his hips. They moaned against each other, the feelings within them both growing faster than ever.
“Fucking finally-“ Klaus groaned, moving faster inside her. His thumb pressed to her clit and he let out a louder moan than she did making Y/N laugh.
“Gods- right there!” She cried and Klaus panted as he nodded, thrusting into the spongey spot inside her.
“Fuck!” They both whimpered.
They both felt her fingers scratch down the back of his neck. When her thighs began to tremble, his did too.
“Klaus…” she whispered, breathing in shakily and he nodded.
“I know-“ he groaned, feeling her clench more regularly until her heat clamped down on him.
Without thinking, his teeth buried into the space between her neck and shoulder.
The feeling as like nothing he’d experienced in a thousand years of life. So intense that Y/N was barely conscious beneath him. Her eyes dazed as he caressed her face.
“Damn you…” he whispered, tongue wetting his lips as he shifted to pull out her, feeling the same disappointment she did when his body left hers.
Klaus laid beside her, pulling her to him, her face just before his.
“Perhaps, this predicament won’t be…so painful anymore.” He panted, pressing his lips to hers once more. Y/N only nodded breathlessly and shifted closer, wrapping her arms round his neck and looking up at him in a way that Klaus just knew meant she wanted more.
After that night, Klaus would carry her up those stairs every evening, making them both feel impossibly good after having both suffered due to Klaus’s troubles.
While the witch may have intended it to be a curse, Klaus and Y/N had turned it into a blessing.
