Klaus getting the permission to use his girl whenever. Even when she sleeps.
Warning: Kinda obvious but Klaus has sex with the reader whilst she is sleeping! It is consented to beforehand but still be aware!!!
Restless
Summary: Klaus is always needy in the morning but Y/N needs her sleep. She’s happy for him to do what he needs so that she can to.
They'd been over it so many times. Too many mornings had she been woken by a needy hybrid and every time she'd told him to not wake her.
"But I need you, sweetheart." Klaus would grumble whilst his teeth nipped at the skin of her neck.
"You can have me." Y/N would yawn, "Just don't wake me up."
The first few times she'd told him it he didn't think she was serious but when she'd told him later in the day when he knew she was truly awake and thinking fully, he caved.
"I don't mind you know." She murmured, her lips just grazing his as her hips rocked above his, her pussy milking his spent cock as he lay a panting mess beneath her. "It's kinda hot...knowing you want me so bad that you gotta have me even when I'm sleepin..." Y/N would purr, her nails stroking little lines down his chest. "Waking up knowing you've been inside me, feeling you still in there."
And he was losing it just at the thought.
So the next morning, he couldn't help himself.
He'd woken already pressed against her, his body clinging onto her tightly and his cock already solid against her ass. Klaus let out a small groan as he held onto her and nudged his hips up to feel her warmth. She was always extra warm and soft in the mornings.
Klaus tugged the covers back a little to feel the heat of her skin, his head lowering to press little kisses along the length of her arm.
"So sweet..." He mumbled to himself as his tongue licked over the thin skin of her wrist.
Soon enough I'll be drinking from her in her sleep too.
Both hands rolled her to him, having her sleep-covered face for him to admire. "Gods." He breathed. With a slight tremble, he lifted his hand, his thumb gently toying with her bottom lip. A slight movement had his thumb in her mouth, her jaw relaxed as he gently stroked her tongue. "You're an angel."
As if on instinct Y/N's body shifted slightly towards him, causing a groan from the hybrid when his thumb sunk further into her mouth. Carefully he pulled it out, watching her lips smack together a couple times before she nuzzled the pillow again. "I've got you, love." Klaus whispered as he pulled her onto him, relishing in the feel of her weight on him. Her body pressed to his helplessly, their chests squished together whilst his hands slid up her thighs which limply fell apart around him. "My beautiful love." He murmured against the top of her head whilst he breathed in Y/N's faint scent. She still smelled of the lavender she sprayed to help her sleep the night before.
The subtlest of sounds left Y/N's soft lips when her panties were dragged down the length of her legs leaving her exposed and ready. Klaus kissed the side of her face gently, his eyes glancing down to see her still sound asleep. A soft sigh left him as he dipped his fingers down between her ass cheeks, stroking her already slick folds with a small groan of satisfaction. "How on earth are you still sleeping?" He muttered amused as he found her clit, applying a little pressure and circling it how she liked. His eyes narrowed on her face, the way her brows narrowed just the tiniest bit. "See...you want it even now, don't you love?"
She gave no answer but a little noise of approval when the head of his cock nudged her entrance. Klaus's teeth pressed into his tongue as he adjusted his hold on her, having to position her himself as he angled his hips. "There we go..." He mumbled as her heat enveloped him perfectly. "So fucking hot, pet."
Her sweet face nuzzled against the side of his neck, little moans leaving her and making his hips rut up. Carefully Klaus slid his hands up her back, holding her tight to him so that he could roll them over and be on top of her. Y/N's head fell to the side with a tired mumble and Klaus groaned, leaning his head down to try to nudge her head back up to face him. "Look at me, love." He mumbled gruffly but he knew she wouldn't, not yet.
Klaus huffed a little when she kept asleep, his cock driving into her with a little more force to drive a reaction from her.
Within seconds the familiar frustration built up in him, encouraging his hands to grip her tighter, pin her down whilst he thrust into her until her body was jolting off the bed.
"Mmh-" Y/N whined and Klaus pushed down the growl his wolf had bubbling in his chest. "Nik..." She murmured and Klaus sucked a breath in, his fingers rubbing her swollen clit until those pretty eyes of hers were open and looking up to him with desperation.
"Fuck. There you are." He groaned, his hip finally stuttering and his cock twitching inside her. One eye-contact filled moan tipped him over the edge, his cum spilling out from her whilst her legs shook repeatedly.
Klaus's body collapsed against hers, his mouth kissing along her neck and shoulder whilst he pumped in and out of her a couple more times.
"Mmh." Y/N breathed, her arms lifting and her hands resting on his back. "You're all hot n sweaty." She mumbled and he hummed lowly. "Feel better?" Her sleepy voice asked and Klaus suppressed a laugh.
"Definitely." He grinned against her skin. "But I prefer when I can watch you squirm and beg."
Hi❤️, I have a request, although I know that you've already written something similar in the past. Basically Klaus and the reader are in an arranged marriage, she is a virgin, and he teaches her sex
A Marriage to Remember
(I also combined this request with a couple other requests about Y/N being worried about body hair and similar requests)
Summary: When the war between Vampires, Werewolves and Witches becomes too much, marriages are arranged to align the demographics.
The divide between the Vampires, Witches and Wolves had become too much. Wars had plagued the factions for far too long, killing far too many. To settle the war, Elijah was pressed to marry a werewolf, Hayley, Freya too married a wolf, Keelin and then Kol and Niklaus were pushed to marry witches, Davina and Y/N. Rebekah had managed to marry Marcel before the war had started keeping her out of the negotiations. Such decisions had been made to ensure the Mikaelsons would end up protecting all parties. Despite their violent nature, family did come first and so making them family was the best chance they all had at becoming one.
Witches were the faction Niklaus had liked least. He didn’t like that they could have to upper hand; the power. He’d used and abused them many times through the centuries and now was forced to marry one.
Whilst the other Mikaelsons attempted to get to know their new partners, Klaus refused to meet Y/N before their wedding day.
And so, for one of the few times in his long life, Niklaus felt nervous. Stood at the alter, staring down the pathway, waiting for what felt like an eternity before the witch emerged with no father to walk her down the aisle.
Klaus took the time it took her to approach, to admire her appearance and choice in dress. Though he was mildly disappointed by the modesty, it also intrigued him. He could feel her looking him over too, though he couldn’t quite tell whether she was impressed or not. She merely glanced at the witch who already stood by the alter, the maid of honour presumably, who nodded with encouragement as Y/N finally came to stand beside Niklaus.
When they turned to face one another, he could see the fear inside her eyes, the touch of sadness and defeat. His jaw ticked and he turned to glance at Elijah who only glared back as a reminder of how crucial this marriage was.
And so, with reluctance from both sides, Y/N and Klaus said their “I do”s. He watched as her face flushed pink, and her eyes shifted awkwardly across his face, eventually stilling on his lips. Klaus knew in that instance that she had never been kissed before, that she was scared not only because of who and what he was but because she was young and lacked any life experience let alone relationship experience. So he responded as gently as he could, kissing her softly, almost sweetly before taking her hand and leading her back down the aisle whilst everyone else began to shift into the next room for the dinner, drinks and dances.
Klaus took her into a smaller room, away from the bright lights and the cameras, the music and the people. There he sighed quietly to himself when her eyes grew red and wet, her bottom lip wobbled and her hands shook.
“It’s alright.” He murmured, cupping her face and stroking her cheek with his thumb in an attempt to comfort Y/N.
“I’m sorry.” She whimpered, rubbing her nose with the back of his hand, causing him to grimace slightly before pulling the handkerchief from his inside pocket.
“Come now love,” he wiped her nose gently, “I’m not so bad.” The words were lightly teasing, an attempt at some humour but Y/N wasn’t ready. She wasn’t ready for any of it.
Still, eventually he coaxed her to go with him to the main hall and pulled the chair out for her. He attempted ignore the faint whispers of “she’ll be fine” amongst the witches, the glances his siblings made and the mutterings of the vampires who were still against the alliance.
Klaus felt his gaze soften upon their dance, when he heard her uttering the steps under her breath, it was clear she had rehearsed. She watched her feet and his, her breathing picking up when she made a slight misstep. Klaus wondered silently why the witches would have chosen her to marry him.
Hayley had been a strong female alpha wolf, matching Elijah’s morality and pushing back with force. Keelin, similarly had as much bite and say as Freya and even Davina, although sweet had her defiance and fire. But Y/N seemed only afraid, not a force to be reckoned with at all.
But the witches knew what they were doing. As much as Niklaus enjoyed a challenge, he enjoyed feeling needed and wanted more. Having someone to protect, to look after would likely be longer lasting than someone pushing back against his buttons. Y/N was a deliberate choice, a gamble on what they knew and believed of Niklaus Mikaelson.
They just so happened to be right.
Klaus spent the majority of the first few weeks of their marriage attempting to bring her out of her shell, telling her stories and offering her different things. He took her shopping, waiting patiently as she came out in different outfits. At night he would press his mouth to hers, encouraging her to part her lips and let her tongue dance with his. He’d chuckle softly when his eyes would open to see all the items in his room floating. Y/N would flush, thinking Klaus was laughing at her before realising that her magic had once again slipped from her control.
Klaus soon enjoyed sitting and reading through grimoires with her, watching as she perfected spell after spell.
Klaus found himself enjoying her presence very much, there was just one thing their relationship lacked: sex. Although it had only been a couple months, Klaus hadn’t had to go without sex for longer than a few days in centuries.
So, he began to hint. Hand on her thigh, encouraging her hands on his thighs, brushing her breast whilst kissing her deeply, hiking her leg over his hip in bed, but she just didn’t get it.
Klaus could smell her arousal, practically taste it, but she made no move to reciprocate or any indication that she even understood what he wanted.
It was only upon her accidentally walking in on him with his hand around his cock that she realised his needs. She’d been looking for him for a while, began wondering the other rooms. When opening the spare bedroom door, she expected to find only a clean empty bed. Instead, her husband lay a sweaty mess with his hips bucking up and head back. The gasp that left her made him spring up, the sheets pulled over his lap as his wide eyes locked on hers. Minutes later he was sat in his, now their room, gently explaining that he was simply fulfilling one of his needs and he was sorry for not locking the door.
“It’s okay” she whispered, “s’my fault for ignoring you when you tried to show me”
Klaus only blinked at her. “You knew?”
“I won’t be any good, I’ve never done it.” The way she said it, was as though it would be a surprise. Klaus only smiled.
“I know, love. I knew the moment I saw you at the end of the aisle, when you weren’t sure how to kiss me back. But you’re an excellent kisser now” he reminded, “because you’ve had plenty of practice.” The words were teasing and she smiled shyly back. His hand gently caressed her knee as he leaned forward to kiss her cheek. “I can teach you to be good at anything.”
Y/N leaned to him, resting her head against his shoulder whilst he danced his fingertips along the soft skin of her thigh, up under the little dress he’d bought for her.
“Come here.” He whispered, kissing the side of her head gently and pressing down into her flesh, grabbing both her thighs and urging her forward. Slowly, Y/N shifted onto his lap. “Like that” he murmured as he set her legs open around his waist, straddling him effectively. He lifted the skirt of her dress, staring down at her panties on the verge of drooling. “Just…just gonna rub okay?” He held his hand out and caressed her gently through the soft cotton, admiring how the fabric dampened and clung to her pussy. Klaus listened to her breathing, enjoying the uneven pattern when he teased her entrance through her underwear.
Y/N swallowed thickly as she felt her whole body became hot. She wasn’t quite sure what to do when her hips bucked without her meaning to. Klaus only continued to praise her. “See? Your body is already learning, see that?” He brushed her the same way, causing her hips to flex again. “Good girl, right there” he rubbed her clit quickly, grinning to himself when she humped against his fingers.
The soft little sounds she let out only grew louder before her panties were soaked through, her pussy so wet he could hear her little hole clench. “Fuck, come here” he mumbled but Y/N wasn’t sure how to get any closer.
“Where?” She whispered and he groaned, tugging her panties until the elastic inside snapped and he could tear the fabric off her skin. At the exposure, Y/N instinctively tried to get off and close her legs. Klaus let out a small yelp when her knee knocked between his own legs.
“Love-“ he tried to get a hold of her but she was pulling her dress back down with trembling hands. “I’m sorry,” he apologised, wrapping his arm over her waist to pull her back beside him. “Shh, I’m sorry.” He kissed her temple and cupped her cheek, feeling how hot her skin was. He could feel her embarrassment, and he resented himself for it. “I shouldn’t have done that” he mumbled, kissing her face in small but repetitive gestures.
“I’m not…I haven’t had time.” She whimpered and he rubbed her side comfortingly.
“Time for what, love?” He murmured, his forehead against her cheek, a position that appeared almost submissive.
“To look ready.” He watched her swallow the little lump down her throat. His brows pinched for a second before he nudged her gently with his nose.
“Love?” He whispered and she remained quiet but he knew he had her attention. “I don’t care about some hair.”
The words lingered and she felt her face get even hotter. Her friends had made it clear that Klaus, being as old and as experienced as he was, would expect nothing less than perfection. Y/N had taken it too seriously. She was too fearful something wouldn’t look right or feel right.
“I’ve not…I don’t know how to shave it off.” She whispered and Klaus nodded, stroking her arm slowly.
“That doesn’t matter. I just want to feel you, love.” He nuzzled her cheek and brushed her thighs again. “You’re beautiful, I know you’ll be gorgeous there too.”
After another minute or too, he had her legs back open, caressing her directly this time rather than through her panties. She watched him watch her, seeing the love and affection in his eyes led her to comfort. Slowly, her body relaxed and moved with his hand toward her pleasure once again. Her fingers curled into the material of his henley when his head settled between her thighs.
“There, like that” he had her tap him twice quickly. “You tap like that if you want it to stop.” Klaus nodded up at her reassuringly before letting his tongue stroke along her lips. He pulled her legs up over his shoulder and dug in. Y/N arched naturally, her body pushing against the heat of his mouth as he sucked her clit between his lips. Klaus worked with only his tongue and teeth to push her to the edge, his eyes occasionally glancing out to watch how her face contorted with pleasure.
He didn’t push for anything more, didn’t try guide her hands to his crotch. Just led back beside her and held her close to his chest. When she fell to sleep, he slipped back away to finish himself off.
It wasn’t long before he had her down on the floor, her face in his hands whilst he gently guided her head back and forth, watching her struggle to slide his cock down her throat. Her eyes would glaze over and he’d catch the little dribble of saliva from the corner of her mouth.
Y/N had attempted to seduce him, positioned herself across their bed in a brand new set of underwear, waiting nervously as the door handle twisted. Klaus was of course entranced, but he also couldn’t help but find her adorable rather than a sex symbol. He could see how much she was trying, how uncomfortable she felt in the clothes. So of course, he helped take them off. He caressed the little bumps on her skin from where she’s shaved her hair down.
“Told you I didn’t mind.” He mumbled but kissed her mound in appreciation anyway. As much as Y/N enjoyed his mouth, she moved away and nudged him down onto his back. klaus smiled to himself when she settled on top of him, grinding clumsily on his clothed cock. His eyes narrowed slightly at the little show she put on, the sway of her hips and her mouth suckling along his skin as she pulled his pants open and down. She held him in her shaky hand and without any consideration for herself, took him inside her in one swift motion.
Klaus’s eyes widened when she suppressed a cry, and the way her tight hole attempted to push against him. His hands flew to her hips, holding her tight so she didn’t move too much.
“Christ,” he breathed, trying to keep her still as she whimpered. “Shh, it’s alright” he carefully arched himself to try check she was alright; no tearing or blood. “Can’t do that yet, love. You’re too tight for that.” He whispered, kissing her cheek gently and caressing her hips. “What made you do that, hm?”
“I’m sorry.” She sniffed, nuzzling into his neck. “Saw it and thought you’d like it.”
“Saw it?” He questioned, his brows knotting together.
“I was just trying to learn how to do it.” She whispered and Klaus bit back a groan.
“I said I’d teach you.” He murmured, kissing the side of her neck now. “God knows what you ended up watching.” Y/N only held onto him tighter.
Slowly, Klaus began to shift his hips against hers. He held the back of her head and rolled her onto her back as he began to take her. He shushed her went she let out a moan that was a little too loud to be real.
“Don’t copy any stupid video.” He mumbled, thrusting a little deeper to pull a genuine gasp from her lips. Klaus took his time exploring her body, trying different angles to see which ones would make her arch more, whine higher and beg better.
When she collapsed into a heap and whispered that she couldn’t take anymore, Klaus admired her quietly, watching as each blink became longer until her eyes stayed shut. He thought back to their wedding day, to how he questioned why the witches would have given him someone so quiet and afraid. He understood now.
Summary: Being a siphoner came with enough problems. It wasn’t something I needed the Mikaelsons knowing and using but nothing ever stays secret.
I wasn't with Hayley when she was taken but I got a text the second her phone was on. So like any good friend I caught the train down to New Orleans and came knocking on the door.
Klaus answered the door, glaring me down before Hayley came flying down the stairs to launch herself at me.
"Thank fucking god!" She squealed and I laughed, squeezing her close before looking down at her figure.
"Well, you don't look pregnant yet." I shrugged and she hummed in agreement, letting me go and smiling bright.
"No, not yet. I'm so glad you're here..." She quietened at the end and glanced to Klaus. "That's him, and Klaus, this is Y/N." Her eyes rolled and I bite back a smile.
"Hi." I nodded before I was tugged away.
Klaus and Rebekah took one look at me and decided I was human and therefore invaluable.
Useless were his exact words.
And Hayley and I decided it would be better if we went along with it.
Besides I was only useful when I was using someone else's power anyways. Being a siphon hadn't gotten me overly far in life. My regular witch parents sent me into the system, but at least I found Hayley, and then no other witches ever wanted to help me learn magic. If I accidentally touched any other supernatural, I instantly became the object of evil and just repulsive apparently so I had to teach everything myself, with Hayley's help of course.
She would let me siphon from her, use small amounts of her werewolf energy to practice how to feed off it slowly rather than in an abrupt burst. It also allowed me to learn to be able to touch a supernatural without accidentally siphoning which meant they would think I was human and stop with the prejudice.
Moving in with the Mikaelson's also seemed to help us out. Hayley and I raided the grimoires, practicing little spells all of the time so that if anything happened, I could be more help. The biggest pro about being a siphon was that I didn't need to summon up all the magic from within me, I didn't need to chant a spell a hundred times for it to work or focus all of my thoughts. I could just wave my hand and have the job done.
Sometimes I got so close to snapping at those pricks. The amount of times I was referred to as 'the human' was getting onto my last nerve. Every time there was a 'situation' I was a liability apparently.
"It isn’t personal, darling, but we can't be checking on you when we've already got a pregnant werewolf to protect." Rebekah would smile, squeezing my hand.
It was difficult to actually be mad at them because they were actually rather sweet at times. Each of them had their quirks which made them more likeable...or not.
I was drawn to them.
The way Rebekah was always trying to help, wanting to be involved.
Elijah's awkwardness as he attempted any kind of normality and the way Klaus would paint anything he deemed beautiful though he tried to deny it.
But I'd heard him say it once, before handing me a sketch of myself.
The apples of his cheeks were rosy, blue eyes avoiding mine as he cleared his throat and walked away.
He could be shy at times, like he wasn't the temperamental hybrid everyone feared.
Still I couldn't let it get to me. Klaus also had a lot of other drawings of women around his art room. The local bartender for one although she seemed more interested in Marcel which Rebekah had whined about many times.
I don't know.
Sometimes it felt like he was trying to be something and other times he was pushing me as far away as possible.
Like when he yelled at me to stay inside so that I wasn't in his way, although Elijah had assured me that it was Klaus's way of protecting me. Whatever.
None of them knew that I wasn't human until I had to show it.
As usual they'd gotten themselves into a predicament.
I was watching Hope at home whilst they were out and I got hit with this feeling.
Hayley had sent me the location as soon as they arrived like she always did so I could get there easy enough. I dropped Hope with Josh and bounced.
Breaking into the building was way too easy. Witches were unbearably cocky. Never had security or back up.
So I grabbed the first one I saw, draining her of all power until she was nothing but a vessel on the floor.
The power was pulsating through me, rushing through my veins like adrenaline. I burst into the room, dramatics weren't usually my thing but it was hard to keep things calm when my energy levels were through the roof.
My eyes scanned the room, Hayley was on the floor. Our eyes met and she just nodded. I could see Klaus and Elijah wither side of her, down on their knees trying to fight the magic and Rebekah being held against the wall.
I looked to one of the witches, her brows furrowing in confusion before her head exploded. The blood splattered everywhere, smacking me in the face but there was no time to wipe it as another three moved towards me. I grabbed one of their forearms, feeding off of them quickly before shooting my hand out, flinging the others across the room. I was able to strangle the witch holding them down form afar, resulting in Rebekah hitting the floor with a thud and the rest of them to release a breath of relief at the lift of pressure.
I could feel more power coming toward us, hear the harsh patter of footsteps. I looked round quickly, I didn't have any magic left.
"Hayley!?" I yelled, panicked. "I'm out-" I borderline whimpered but I felt a rush of air and warm hand in mine. My head spun up to see Klaus, his gaze curious but determined as he squeezed my fingers.
With a small nod I started siphoning from him, taking a lot and fast to generate quickly and wipe out as many other witches as I could.
By the time I was finished Klaus was barely holding onto me, Hayley had ahold of my other hand meanwhile Elijah and Rebekah stood either side of us, like a line of power.
The hit was hard, the come down from having so much magic inside me to having nothing as I dropped his hand. Like a wave of nausea crashing over me. Klaus was probably the second weakest there and yet he was the one to steady me. His power was most likely generating a lit quicker than the average vampire, or werewolf for that matter. Soon enough he was strong on his feet and guiding me off mine.
"She'll be fine-" I could hear Hayley speak all muffled up as my eyes shut.
The next time they opened I was in a bed I didn't know, sheets thick and heavy. Slowly I sat up, lifting my head to look around. Klaus's, for sure. The devastating piece of art on the wall was the biggest give away.
With a small groan I swung my legs over the side of the bed and stepped down, glancing down at the baggy clothes I was now in. Sluggishly, I made my way out the room and plodded down the stairs. Immediately I could hear voices, almost yelling but it was clear they were trying to keep it down.
"And you didn't think, in the past two years, that mentioning her siphoning nature was relevant?" Klaus sounded angry, frustrated as usual but a little more so given the circumstances. Hayley was yelling back, Elijah always the negotiator.
With a slight stumble I made it to the room.
"Why you yelling at her about it?" I asked, watching his head snap round. He glared for only a second before softening.
"You're awake." He straightening, glancing me over.
"Yeah."
There was a thick silence between us all.
I could see Elijah's eyes narrowing and relaxing before he gestured Hayley toward him; away from us.
The quiet stayed but lightened, the air thinner as he made his way over. His hand raised to feel my face.
"Do you need something? To recover?" He asked, brows furrowed.
My head shook simply, "No. It's just a come down. I usually have no power so holding so much and then having nothing is like a crash I guess."
"Oh." Klaus nodded and dropped his hand down. "Why didn't you ever say anything?"
"I don't know." I shrugged. "We didn't exactly trust you to start with and you all just assumed I was human and to be honest, that looked like the safest option around here. Nobody trying to use me for anything and they don't drink from me 'cuz you glare at them."
He just stared back at me for a while, cogs turning in his head. A small flash of anger, annoyance, confusion, reluctance and finally acceptance because he knew I was right.
If they knew I was a siphon when we met, I'd be chained like a dog, doing tricks all day every day.
"Well that makes sense." He muttered and it was surprising how calm he was.
"You shouldn't be yelling at Hayley for what I am." I frowned and he cleared his throat.
"Right. I know, I was...concerned after you passed out and had I known what you- had I known your abilities I could have kept you safe." His jaw was tight, obviously uncomfortable.
"I chose to be there. And you did help. If you weren't there then I wouldn't have been able to do anything." I reminded and gently reached out to squeeze his hand. The action was reciprocated before he tugged me closer and his arms wrapped around me. It was uncommon of him to do but that only made it that much more meaningful. The werewolf half of him made his skin much warmer than a vampire, or human. The kind of warmth that felt safe and homely, not something I had expected from him but that I was pleasantly surprised by.
"You looked so beautiful...powerful." His words tickled the skin behind my ear.
"All thanks to you." I smiled and kissed his cheek gently, appreciatively. "It was your power, I just used it."
"I liked it." He murmured. "You using me."
"Mm because you're twisted." I teased and pulled back, looking up at him. "Still, it's good to know that should I ever need to siphon again you'll be the first person I grab."
"Good."
My eyes narrowed at him slightly, it was unclear what he was wanting exactly. I knew that he cared for me, it had been reluctantly admitted a few times. Just a couple soft kisses shared under past circumstances.
Perhaps we were supposed to be something, merge our abilities and become something unheard of.
But there's no space for that when everything is life and death.
I'd rather have just a small taste of him than be greedy and one day lose him completely.
Reader( human) is a sweet girl who works for lucien. (She gives him blood and all that) so when klaus is at Luciens apartment he meets reader and she is kinda scared of him but still gives him blood and a drink and all that stuff since lucien told her too. Klaus notices that she doesn't wanna be there so he tries getting closer to her. When he and his family fought lucien he goes back to the apartment and convinces her to come with him. Please with fluffy smut. How they have sex or why or what happens with them when she goes with him is completely up to you.
Triggering content, including physical and sexual abuse but ultimately a happy ending!!
My Darling.
Klaus knew something was off with Lucien.
The timing of his arrival alone was suspicious and now a prophecy? Everything was...strange and calculated but Klaus knew how to play.
When he stepped foot into his old friend's apartment, he could feel her presence. He knew someone else was there but he certainly wasn't expecting Lucien to start clicking his fingers and a girl to literally come running.
Lucien had a smug grin on his face when she immediately kneeled in front of him and held out her wrists on his lap. Klaus felt his jaw clench at the thick smell of fear rolling off her.
"This is Klaus, Klaus meet Y/N. She's my...what do we call you, love? Hm?" Lucien was taunting her and her humiliation was obvious.
"A pet, sir." She whispered and flinched when his hand roughly patted her head.
"That's right. Now come here and sit on my dear friend's lap. Give him a drink." He ordered and she quickly nodded.
Klaus felt his eyes go wide when she immediately straddled his lap, sitting right on top of his crotch and holding out her arm. Lucien laughed and shook his head.
"Your neck." He corrected and Klaus felt her tense before moving her hair to the side and shifting to press the side of her throat to his mouth.
Now Klaus could have refused but the way Lucien was staring at him, waiting him to drink, daring him. It made him comply and sink his teeth in. Her blood was a beautiful consistency and an addictive taste as he swallowed down a series of mouth falls. After a moment he found that he had closed his eyes at some point and so reopened them when pulling away. A surprised grunt left him when he felt her hips move, he looked down to see her dry humping his growing erection and his grip on her hips went tight, trying to stop her.
"She's excellent, go on love give him a blow job." He commanded and she started to undo his belt but Klaus grabbed her hands.
"That's...not necessary." He cleared his throat and Lucien raised a brow before shooting her a glare.
"You heard him, get off." He told her and she quickly got off Klaus and onto Lucien, hugging his midsection tight.
"I'm sorry." She whimpered, tone pleading. Lucien rolled his eyes and turned back to Klaus, ignoring the petrified girl on his lap.
They got back to the prophecy, though Klaus's attention kept drifting back to Y/N. Poor little thing looked adorable and yet he couldn't think about how cute she was when she was literally shaking and apologising religiously under her breath.
"Is she compelled?" He asked, curious and completely blanking everything Lucien had just said.
"No." Lucien stated simply and sighed, getting annoyed with her clinginess. "She isn't compelled, she just knows her worth." He spat, shoving her back to the floor and having her kneel back down on the carpet, being a quiet as possible to he wouldn't get angry.
Klaus swallowed thickly. Silently he nodded so that he wouldn't say anything out of line that would cause things to escalate. Instead he got things back on track and pulled the attention away from her.
When he left, he felt a little concerned for what would happen to her once she was alone with Lucien.
The hybrid didn't have the opportunity to go over often, only occasionally but on those occasions he would watch her. He fed from her each time but never let it go as far as Lucien tried to push her.
On the dreaded day that Klaus was held hostage on Lucien's apartment, Y/N was beyond skittish. It was clear that Aurora didn't like her. She despised the human even more when she noticed Klaus's gaze linger a second too long when the girl had come scrambling in with the vervain Aurora had demanded.
The second Klaus looked back at Aurora, he knew he'd made a mistake. the redhead and Y/N by the hair, dragging her to Klaus and holding her up, too high for her toes to touch the ground. Cries bled from her mouth but Klaus kept silent and just glared, knowing that should he speak, it would only make it worse.
Klaus had been quick to get out of those chains and out of that home, too quick to save the poor girl who lay bloody and bruised on the tiles of the kitchen floor.
However he did not forget about her.
As soon as Lucien was dead and the others were rid of, he went back for her. It took a couple witches to get inside but once he did, he tried calling out for her.
"Y/N?" he yelled but in a gentle sort of tone so it didn't scare her. "It's Klaus- are you...oh" His words died down when he opened a door.
She was in the bathtub, no water but she was lead in a puddle of her own blood. Her neck had a fat chunk missing and she was bleeding rapidly, her skin had dulled and her heart was slow.
Urgently, Klaus moved to get her up and out.
"I'm sorry." She uttered when she felt someone pick her up.
Klaus frowned to himself and laid her down on the couch. He pushed her hair aside, grimacing a little when it pulled away from the dry blood attached to her skin.
"I need you to drink from my wrist." He told her and she wasn't in any position to disagree so when the metallic taste pressed to her lips, she took it down with ease. "Good girl." Klaus whispered, nodding to himself and her as he made sure that her wounds healed.
Once she stopped drinking he cupped her sweet face.
"How long have you been in there?" He asked and she sniffled.
"Lucien...he was angry and I- I didn't do good." She whimpered and he frowned.
"He bit you? Love, its been three days since I killed him-" He told her but noticed her flinch and he tilted his head. "Love-" He tried but she let out a frightened cry. Klaus took a pause and realisation settled over him. Lucien had called her 'love'.
"It's alright." He whispered, carefully shifting to pick her up. "I'm going to bring you to my home, get you something you like to wear...something to eat? I bet the bastard didn't even feed you." He mumbled, frowning and stroking her hair. Y/N didn't utter a word, just let him take her away.
Y/N was still a little afraid but no where near as afraid as she was of Lucien so she ignored the pit in her stomach. Klaus took her home and sat her down by the fireplace.
"There you go...sweetheart." He whispered, hesitating on the nickname and watching for a negative response. She shifted uncomfortably and he made a mental note. Klaus had forgotten that Lucien had tried so hard to be just like him, same accent, same vocabulary, same style, same tactics. It pissed him off to no end but now it was actually hurting someone.
Klaus sighed to himself and scratched the back of his neck.
"I'll be back." He murmured, flashing off before returning with a chocolate twist from the nearby bakery. "I bet you like chocolate don't you, darling?" He offered, watching with a smile when she nodded and slowly accepted the food.
Later she took a shower and picked some clothes from Hayley and Rebekah's wardrobes. Both girls were happy to help her, girls had to stick together and it was obvious that nobody had been there for her for far too long.
They both knew she had been through it. They hadn't been told specifics but it was clear from her demeanour, she was scared, she felt indebted. Both girls had to try and show her that she wasn't a pet and there weren't expectations however the nest day, their clothes had been washed, dried and folded for them. Klaus had woken to a hand on his pants, his eyes had flown open to see her sad eyes on his waistband whilst her soft little hands pulled it down.
"Y/N!" He gasped and she flinched, almost falling off the bed but he managed to catch her. "Bloody hell" He mumbled, gently putting her down and loosening grip so he couldn't hurt her. "What were you doing, darling?" He asked and she looked at him confused.
"Waking you up..." She answered like it was expected behaviour. "You own me now-"
"No..." He breathed, his frown deepening when she said those words. "Darling, you're not a pet. You're a girl, you do what you want to do not what I want. You say no to me okay? You can always tell me and anyone here if you do or don't like something. You don't like beans? You tell me 'Klaus I don't like them' okay?" He told her, his voice both firm but calm to get his message across.
Y/n just stared at him. She felt like it was a trick or a test. Lucien had done it once, told her she should go outside to get some air only to chain her to the corner of the room and yell at her for trying to leave him.
Klaus could see she wasn't buying it, he wasn't sure what to do.
"Are you..." He stopped with a sigh, "Lets just move one day at a time." He whispered, "You'll feel better soon and you'll see that you don't ever have to do things...especially that."
Y/N put her hands into her lap and pinched her skin to hurt herself. She felt like she had disappointed him, even if he was adamant that she hadn't.
Things were hard for the first couple weeks. Klaus and the rest of the Mikaelson's had to try persuade her she wasn't in any way obligated to them and that she was allowed to do as she pleased.
Slowly she became comfortable in their home, around each of them and spoke a little more. However she still wouldn't go outside unless Klaus was there, he needed to hold her hand and make sure nobody would take her away.
Klaus had worked hard to have her feel safe. Even with Lucien dead, nightmares haunted her that he would take her back and punish her for leaving him. Too many nights had been filled with her screaming for help until Klaus would take her to his room and convince her that he would keep those dreams away. To be fair to him, he made sure to keep her mind at peace each night. Nothing scary could ever catch her again.
But then Klaus found himself watching a scene in her head, it was him and her curled up on the couch, just snuggling and watching TV like a normal couple. Klaus watched with interest when their dream versions kissed passionately.
The next morning he woke with her laid out across him. Fast asleep and looking adorable as usual. He smiled to himself and rubbed her back gently. After a while she woke up and he kept her all fuzzy and warm until she wanted to get out of bed.
That was how most mornings were, then the day would all depend on enemies and alliances. Sometimes Y/N was left all alone in the mansion, allowing her to read and discover every hidden room within. As many days as possible, someone would be home with her and they'd do something fun. Rebekah had been showing Y/N how to sew, Elijah was offering to teach her literature and history and Hayley would have them both dressed up playing with Hope. None of them knew how long she had been victim to Lucien but they dreaded that it had been far too long. Her education was minimal, all she seemed to know how to do was wash their clothes and clean up after them like a little maid.
Each time they spoke to her and told her she didn't need to do that, she would get upset and feel useless. All she had ever been wanted for was to serve Lucien and now she didn't have a purpose. She was beyond happy that she wasn't subjected to his treatment but she wasn't sure what she was ever supposed to do now that she was given everything. Luxuries weren't something she had ever heavily desired, a simple life is what she wanted but she was too traumatised of the outside world to live in it anymore.
Klaus had taken her to a experience a jazz festival to try show her the beauty in the world but the amount of people, the smell of alcohol, the noise. Everything attacked her at once and she ended up in tears, Klaus shielding her in an empty street that he had sped them too. He felt awful, he tried to calm her down and to soothe her but it wasn't working. Only once they got home and he was all she could feel, hear and smell was she able to calm down.
Klaus held her for hours, he was prepared to never let her go with how tightly she clung to him.
Helping her gain confidence was the most difficult thing after everything. Going from worthless to priceless was very literally life changing. Klaus feared that she may never understand how perfect she was, how much she deserved.
The Mikaelson's had all had their issues with identity and self value in the past so they all tried to help her understand hers. Rebekah especially was able to show Y/N just how beautiful she really was.
Once she became more comfortable with herself as well as others, everything was more natural. Her healing process was long but worth it.
Klaus smiled as he looked out the window, Y/N was running around the garden with Hope, laughing and squealing. They played for hours in the sunshine until dinner time rolled around and Hayley and Elijah had dinner set out for everyone.
Klaus had Hope sat in his lap whilst holding onto Y/N's thigh subconsciously under the table. Once everyone finished eating, Hope went up for her bath and Klaus's attention was on Y/N.
He wrapped his arm round her waist and pulled her to him, kissing the top of her head with a soft hum. He tried to pull her away from the sink but she giggled and whined.
"Hayley and Elijah cooked. It's our turn to clean." She reminded and he smiled, nuzzling her hair.
"Why don't Rebekah and Marcel ever clean hm?" He pressed and she shrugged whilst grabbing a dirty dish which he immediately took away from her. "I don't want you to ever have to clean." He whispered, hugging her tight.
"I don't mind cleaning when it's on rotation. This way it's all fair, now helppp. We cook tomorrow." She reminded and he rolled his eyes playfully.
"Mmm, I love when you refer to us like we're one. I'll do the dishes darling. You can get ready for bed?"
"You don't need to do that-"
"I want to darling, now off you go." He smiled and ruffled her hair with a chuckle when her hands tried to flatten it back down. She begrudgingly went upstairs and let him finish washing up before he returned and got changed before snuggling up around her.
She curled right into him savouring his warmth and breathing his scent. "I'm really glad I met you." She murmured to him and he smiled.
"I'm beyond glad to have met you too my darling." He purred, kissing her cheek. She blushed against his lips and rubbed her face into him much like a needy cat. "You're so perfect." He whispered, smelling her hair.
"I love you, Klaus." She uttered her eyes shining with vulnerability and slight fear but he quickly diminished it.
"I love you much more Y/N." He internally promised to never let her hurt, long, need again. Klaus smiled when he saw her go red in the face, he peppered her face in little kisses.
Y/N's breath got caught in her throat when he pecked her lips, it was a short but sweet kiss. He pulled back to gauge her reaction, check he hadn't overstepped but it was clear he hadn't. Her pupils were blown and her body was relaxed. She trusted him and she wanted him.
Klaus smiled, a genuine smile before stroking her hair down flat. His head lowered again to kiss her lips once more, lingering a couple seconds extra. He then turned back around and dipped his hands in the soapy water and got to the dishes.
Leaving a bashful Y/N to head on upstairs to the room they had been sharing.
When he got back up there, she was already in bed. Pyjamas fresh and already warmed to her skin as she peeked up at him from the duvet.
His lips upturned instantly,
"You look beautiful, my darling." He told her, heading over to kiss her cheek sweetly before grabbing some plaid pants and a t-shirt and disappearing into the bathroom.
Since having Y/N stay with him, Klaus had been wearing full pyjama sets to keep her comfortable. Honestly, he didn't mind. It was comfortable and kept him feeling fresh and ensured him that Y/N felt safe in his bed.
He could certainly tell the difference between the first time she stayed with him and this time. Now when he came back into the room she was all smiles and giggles, waiting for him and wanting him there.
Klaus climbed into bed, pulling the covers round him and sliding her to his side. His lips attacked the side of her pretty face before he reached over and switched on the soft little night light that she needed for comfort and then turned off the bigger lamp so only a gentle glow illuminated the room slightly.
Y/N snuggled up to his body, he could still feel her smooth skin through their clothes. He loved how perfect she was, it was incredible that she could still be so perfect after everything she'd been through. He would aways love her, everything about her.
That was all he could think about as he watched her little fingers toy with his. Klaus always touched her so gentle, so careful.
That night was no different and Y/N knew that; she trusted him.
He wasn't Lucien.
"You're not him." She uttered, voice so quiet and faint against his ear when he lay between her legs. His heart ache for her.
"I'm not him." He assured, his hand gently petting her head as his hips rocked lovingly against hers. "I'll never be him." He whispered; promised.
Y/N's walls squeezed him so good, showed him she felt good too. Klaus made sure to glance down at her delicate features, checking for those signs of pleasure. His hips would buck up, filling her deeply so she would cry his name blissfully.
"That feels nice, doesn't it darling?" He whispered against her ear with a little kiss to the shell. Her head nodded, eyes glassy as she looked up at his. Klaus could internally feel her soul reaching for his, needing him.
"Can you tell me it feels nice, sweet Y/N?" He asked her gently and she gasped for the air to talk.
"Feels really nice, Klaus, promise!" She whined, body tightening again making him nuzzle to the crook of her neck. His nostrils flared, breathing in her scent like a drug as he pushed his hips forward to bury deep inside her when he came; filling her gently like she ought be treated.
Her cry of pleasure brought him such joy and a sense of peace that he was able to bring her to her peak, make her content like she had always needed.
Feeling her soft body contacting lightly around him as she whimpered and trembled beneath him made his heart swell. His fingers stroked her hair slowly, soothing her body back down from its high.
"You know that I love you. I knew I'd love you, care for you like this since the first time I held you in my arms." He whispered to her, sincerity shining.
Y/N smiled up at him, glowing skin and messy hair but still as beautiful as ever.
By morning they were dressed again, legs tangled and bodies snuggled.
Mornings soon became Klaus's favourite time of the day, having her warmth against his. The knowing she's safe and secure and at peace. Often he'd let her curl up with the covers over them whilst his head buried between her thighs and she bit down on the quilt to hide her sounds from the sun. Then he'd take them back downstairs for something to eat before the day truly began.
It was a long road to get to the safe place they were in now but nothing had been more worth it.
Summer: Klaus doesn’t know if Y/N hates him or not but he does know that she wants him and he’s desperate for her. Anything she wants she gets if it keeps her coming back.
Getting the girl was Klaus's favourite game and how he played it depended on her.
In Y/N's case it meant emptying his bank account and everyone knew it.
Rebekah would roll her eyes every time a new dress or designer bag turned up on the doorstep that wasn't for her.
Kol would make as many sugar Daddy jokes as he possibly could and Elijah would just scold Niklaus for allowing himself to be taken advantage of.
Klaus could hardly care less.
Y/N could impale his heart with the heel of her Jimmy Choo shoe and he'd buy her another pair so she wasn't sad.
"These are getting a little old don't you think?" She questioned, looking down at the still shining heels on her feet. Klaus had bought them a week ago for her and this was her second time wearing them. The idea that they were at all worn out was comical but he couldn't imagine disagreeing with her.
"Are you perhaps hinting to another spending spree, my love?" Klaus pondered and she scoffed.
"You make it sound like all I do is spend." Y/N whined, looking up at him with faux upset.
"Of course not, darling. You never ask for anything." He teased and she hummed.
"Technically I never have to ask. You just give, give, give, give, give!" She tutted and he chuckled.
"I enjoy giving, love." He purred, his eyes darkening in the same heated way they always did. Y/N laughed and shook her head.
"Well wouldn't I know it." She grinned, her arm reaching to trail her nails over his thigh, scratching his jeans rhythmically. Klaus watched the way her fingers danced over him, the tingling sensations climbing up to his core. "But don't act like I don't give you things too." Y/N purred and he smirked, his legs shifting open.
"When have I ever been ungrateful?" He whispered, watching as she slipped her shoes off and slid her hand higher up. Klaus groaned when he realised what she was wearing, one of those stupid long dresses that meant she wouldn't do anything to wrinkle it or get a little mark on it, nothing. Which meant she was just teasing.
"Lets just take the dress off." Klaus breathed, his hands sliding round her back to try and undo the corset but her hand tapped him away.
"You know how hard it was to put on and we still have your fancy event later." Y/N huffed and Klaus let out a sound of protest when her hand left him.
"You can wear that other dress later-" He whined, getting frustrated and borderline needy.
"Niklaus." She scolded and Klaus let out a moan at the sound of his name on her lips. She made it sound rich and special. "If you want it so bad then you'll wait."
Y/N ignored the way that he glared a little at her, his eyes full of threat for how she was behaving but she knew he couldn't win this.
So like she said, they arrived at his families gala in her original dress without a single imperfection and Klaus remained on edge for hours no matter how much he tried to drink it away.
By the end of the evening he was stumbling on over to her, arms pulling her body against his.
"Miss you, love." He mumbled, his face nuzzling into her neck to suck on the skin.
"Nik, baby, no marks." She scolded and he huffed, Klaus hated that rule of hers. Made him feel possessive and set him on edge.
"How will they know you're mine?" He grumbled, eyeing the soft flesh.
"How wouldn't they know?" Her eyes rolled, her hand lazily rubbing his back.
Sometimes Klaus felt she hated him a little bit. Maybe when he got clingy and whiny but he could also see the slight satisfaction in her eyes and the little twitch of her lips. Besides he found a twisted type of pleasure in the possibility of her hating him a little bit.
Klaus kissed at her throat soft enough to not leave even the lightest of bruises, to keep her happy.
"Bedroom?" He murmured with a huff.
"Mhm." She agreed simply, scratching the back of his neck with her nails until his wolf was whining. Y/N inwardly grinned at the little sounds vibrating in his throat. "Is my wolf out to play?" She purred, her hands rubbing down his neck and back up to his hair. Klaus only nodded and resisted the urge to grind against her.
His hand tugged her up the stairs, pushed her against the bed and started pulling at the back of her dress. Y/N just bent over the mattress, letting him struggle to pull it undone and eventually tearing the expensive material in half. Didn't matter, just meant he would need to buy another one. She hummed faintly when his bulge pushed against her ass, his body practically mounting hers.
"Someone's a little drunk..." She murmured, listening to him huff and push her further onto the bed, led out on her stomach.
"Fuck- would you just-" He growled and she rolled over, looking up at him with the disappointed stare that somehow infuriated him and turned him on at the same time.
"Just what?" She snapped though there was no real bite as she shifted up onto her knees and pulled him to her. Klaus fell to his hands and knees, crawling in front of her and letting her hands undo his tie. He'd already shed his pants but his top half was perfectly intact. Klaus let out a breath when he was finally naked, falling onto her with all his weight and squishing her beneath him. Both hands ran down his hair and back.
"You riled me up." He whispered, tone almost apologetic as he calmed down a bit.
"I see that." Y/N recognised and pushed his hair back to kiss his forehead. "Now quit acting all mighty and get on your back."
The command buzzed through him and he rolled into position, groaning when she settled on top of him. Her knees planted either side of him as she pushed her palms down on his chest. Klaus gazed up at her silently, the air in his throat catching when her warmth gripped his cock like a vice.
"Love-" He whispered but she dug her nails into his skin making him stop.
"Shut up." She demanded, eyes rolling in slight annoyance when he groaned. Her hips rolled against his, her eyes closing to focus all her attention on the pleasure she felt.
Klaus bit his tongue to keep quiet, curling his fingers into the sheet to make sure he didn't bruise her hips.
No marks.
His hips bucked up a little, his eyes checking his reaction. When her mouth fell open and her head went back he repeated the action, thrusting up to meet her hips as they rocked back. Heat pooled in her lower abdomen, her hand dropping down between her legs to stroke her clit and Klaus huffed. She never let him do it.
Klaus lifted his hand to caress her thigh, gradually getting a hold on her waist to hold onto her as he moved his hips with less pace but more force.
"Y/N..." He moaned when she clenched and arched closer to him. "Just let me-" Klaus reached for her and she sighed, moving her fingers for him to stroke her gently.
"Fuck- Klaus!" She moaned, almost whined and it filled him with pleasure. Knowing she was actually calling out for him, not just using him. His hips bucked to meet hers and his fingers circled her clit until her legs shook. A loud groan left him when she let out soft, high pitched sounds, her body moving perfectly in top of him until she collapsed in exhaustion and he kept going for her. Hands held her tighter than he realised whilst he thrust wildly into her. She tugged at the curls on top his head and kissed his mouth hungrily, tongue delving into his mouth like a claim.
As soon as she came around him, Klaus fell undone too, spilling inside her and moaning into her mouth. He took a minute to bask in her affections for a moment before she was pushing him off her. Klaus sat back against his bed, watching as she got up and went to the mirror.
"You almost bruised my hips." She complained and he rolled his eyes.
"Forgive me." He grumbled and she hummed, stroking her skin down.
"Shower?" Y/N glanced at him in the mirror and he was up immediately. Hands scooped her up and she pressed a firm kiss to the side of his neck as he took her to his bathroom and flicked the water on.
"I love you." He murmured as he let her down onto her feet, the hot water running over the both of them. She just smiled and kissed his lips but Klaus didn't care if she loved him or hated him because she clearly wanted him.
Klaus would keep doing anything to ensure that she kept wanting him
Hope had convinced her family to take her on vacation.
Turkey was her country of choice, her friends from school had been boasting about the weather and all the things they'd bought there.
All of Hope's friends knew that her family was rich, minted; so they assumed that she'd have travelled all over and were a little surprised when she had never been anywhere except Louisiana.
That's when Hope started whining to her mom and dad, and when they weren't convinced she went to Rebekah who was adamant to be the favourite aunt and therefore took the initiative and booked two weeks away.
Which was how they all- Klaus, Elijah, Hayley, Rebekah, Marcel, Kol, Davina, Freya, Keelin and Hope- all ended up in the airport at 5am for their 7am flight.
Everyone spread out, wanting something to eat and agreed to meet at their gate in an hour before the flight so that they could buy last minute things like crosswords and sweets to suck on during take off and landing.
Klaus had been stood with Rebekah and Elijah in a queue for a cup of coffee when he felt someone's eyes on him.
His instincts put him on high alert making him turn his head quickly, locking eyes with a girl who immediately went pink and looked away.
She her friends trying desperately not to burst into a fit of giggles as they all looked in different directions.
He couldn't say he wasn't flattered.
The smirk on his lips said it all as he made a point of looking over to her each time he felt her gaze on the side of his face.
By the time he had gotten his drink and looked back to her, she was missing from the spot he had found her.
A small sigh left him as he shrugged it off and wondered off to find somewhere that would sell some decent food and not something overpriced and greasy.
Once fed, he was late to the meeting point which caused some huffing but wouldn't ruin the trip and everyone got over it when Klaus handed Hope his credit card for her to buy some candy and games.
Which was where he saw her for the second time, whispering with her friends who were convincing each other to just stuff their pockets with sweets and get out of their.
"They have security" Y/N muttered and her friend rolled her eyes, shoving a handful into Y/N's carry on and giving her a look as if to say 'now what?'. "Fine, lets just go. We're boarding soon." She grabbed her friends hand and they left quickly, not before making brief eye contact with Klaus which only made her walk faster.
Getting on the plain was the worst part. Hope hadn't wanted to go on a private jet, all of her friends had flown economy and she wanted to do the normal thing.
Klaus was less than impressed, as was Elijah.
But for Hope they would suffer in silence.
Besides, Klaus benefitted from it.
Halfway through the night he heard that familiar chatter, his head perked up and his eyes found her, again.
She was talking to the flight assistant, her expression of faux innocence and anxiety as she clearly asked for something.
The flight attendant nodded and placed a hand on her shoulder before following her to her seat to help.
Klaus was twisting every which way to see where she was sat, his foot kicking Rebekah's leg making her start whining and telling Marcel to do something to which he only reminded her that Klaus wasn't his brother, he was hers.
Klaus settled back into his seat with a grumble, giving up and flicking through the book he'd brought as way of entertainment for the next couple hours.
His attention was back up when he heard her soft voice excusing her way down the aisle to the bathroom.
He was out of his seat in no time, stalking his way down to find her.
The door was being pulled shut but he grabbed it, forcing it open and slipping inside, letting it close behind him.
Y/N was looking up at him with wide eyes as she glanced down at the lock which he turned purposely.
The bathroom was tight, quite literally just a toilet and a sink but Klaus couldn't care how little space he had to work with, he had her lifted up and sat on the sink in seconds.
Y/N knew it was incredibly wrong to let this happen, to even consider it let alone do it. Oh but his lips felt so good on her jaw, down her neck and his hands knew exactly what they wanted as her skirt was dragged up and her panties down.
"I saw you, love." He muttered, keeping his voice low against her ear as he pulled her closer to the edge so his hips could grind between her legs. "Eyeing me up, and then stealing things? Naughty girl." He breathed and she moaned softly.
Her skin had been set on fire in seconds, she wasn't even sure that it wasn't just her wet dream.
But when she felt her pussy stretch around his cock, she was sure it was real.
"Oh fuck-" She whimpered and he groaned, hips already rocking to get a feel of her around him. His hands held her tight, keeping her where he wanted her as his body thrust up into hers. Klaus let his mouth trail wetness down her neck to her chest, sucking at the exposed cleavage which bounced in his face with each time his cockhead hit her spot.
A breathy chuckle left him when she started crying out loudly, pussy squeezing and hands holding onto the sink for dear life.
He lifted her, pressing her against the bathroom door.
Klaus didn't give a single fuck if people could hear her, hear them, feel the whole goddamn plane shaking with how hard he was doing her.
Their breaths were hot and heavy as her sweaty legs wrapped around his waist, her cunt full of his cum and leaking with her own as he slowly relaxed his grip on her skin.
Klaus lifted his head, kissing her lips once with some force and stroking her hair.
Her lips remained parted and panting as she felt him remove himself from inside her, leaving her empty and aching. He placed her back on her feet, helping her gain some balance before fixing her outfit and his own.
He gave her a smirk, kissing her cheek and stroking her sides before unlocking the door and slipping back out.
Klaus went back to is seat, sitting down with a pleased smile on his lips as he closed his eyes and relaxed. Marcel and Rebekah only shrugged, not really caring about his sudden mood changed so long as it was for the better.
When they got off the plane, he didn't have the chance to look for her again. He'd been so caught up in enjoying himself that he hadn't even gotten her name.
By the time he got settled into the place they were staying, checked into their rooms and unpacked, he had to assume that he probably wouldn't get to see her again,
And he didn't for a couple of days, until he heard whistling and laughing.
Y/N and her friends were in their bikinis, stood on the balcony of their room looking across at the opposite rooms and telling for some guy to drop his towel.
Klaus couldn't help the amusement he felt at their applauding and laughter but he also felt a slight tinge of something else.
Hayley only rolled her eyes,
"I miss when I was that fun, cmon lets get the water floats for Hope."
Klaus hummed and opened the door, getting out the blow up donuts and carrying them back to the pool, glancing over his shoulder to see his mystery girl biting her lip and beckoning whoever this guy was over to their room.
Klaus didn't approve.
By evening, the Mikaelson's had eaten and were up in the drinking area whilst Hope ran around with her new vacation friends.
And there she was again, like her soul was pulling for his.
He watched silently as she drank herself stupid with her friends, he could still see her blue bikini beneath her pathetically thin white dress, well it was sort of a dress and sort of just some cloth wrapped around her mid section.
By the time Kol and Marcel had also gotten drunk off their faces, Klaus disappeared easily.
His hands on her hips from behind as she held herself up at the door.
She didn't even care who was touching her, that beautiful ass of hers was already rubbing up against his bulge without a care.
"Slutty girl." He murmured, looking down at her through hooded eyes.
Her body tensed slightly at his voice and she spun around so fast she fell, causing him to chuckle and catch her. His arms wrapped around her waist, holding her to him as she grinned at him.
"Hi" She whispered a tad too loud making him hum and tilt his head a little, looking her body over properly like he should have the first time he saw her. His eyes lingered on her tits, loving how they spilled out of her bikini and pressed against the white material.
"You wanna fuck 'em?" She asked, a laugh in her voice making his brows raise.
"Oh sweetheart, you are bolloxed." He grinned and she pushed her hips forward to touch his.
"Mhm, you wanna come to my room?" She murmured and he hummed in approval.
"Just for a moment." He agreed, letting her stumble through the resort until they got there.
The room little lounge was covered in clothes from the girls, but her bedroom was surprisingly clean. She pushed him back a bit and looked up at him.
"You have to wait, come into the room in two minutes!" She held up two fingers and he couldn't suppress the amused smile.
"Two minutes?"
"Mhm, then I'll be ready." She giggled, closing the door in his face and disappearing.
Klaus waited patiently outside the door, listening to her tumble around and get changed before silence. He waited a good five minutes before pushing the door open only to see her passed out on her bed in a set of lingerie.
"Oh, love." He muttered softly and stepped inside, lifting her and laying her down properly before pulling the thin sheet over her exposed skin. A soft kiss was pressed to her cheek in departure before he went to leave her room, but curiosity got the better of him.
On his way out he picked through her things on the the drawers, finding her passport and opening it up. He smiled to himself at the sight of her face in the picture and drifted his attention to her name.
"Y/N." He recited, letting the taste of her name sink into his tongue before putting everything back and switching the light off, heading to his own room.
The next morning Klaus was up and taking Hope to the breakfast early so she could get everything fresh and first.
"Early bird catches the bird!" Hope chirped, remembering what Klaus has told her when she was smaller making him warm as he loaded up her plate.
"That's right sweetheart, now where are we sitting?" He asked, and she pointed to a table with comfy chairs but his eyes landed on the table opposite.
Y/N.
He was surprised to see her up so early, considering her state last night, but here she was dressed and eating breakfast like normal. Except for the way she would groan with each bite and the girl next to her would complain that the sun was killing her.
"We came for the sun." Y/N mumbled and her friend huffed.
"I knowww...but it's...it's hurting my mind." She wined and Y/N covered her ears.
"Oh my god shut up!" She whispered dramatically.
Klaus glanced down at Hope, about to suggest somewhere else but she already started walking.
He let out a breath and followed her over, sitting down and putting the plates down.
It took longer than expected for her to notice him across from her.
Her eyes went big and she tapped the table twice for her friends attention.
"Plane guy." She signalled and her friend looked over with keen eyes making Y/N throw her hands up. "Make it more obvious, why don't you?" She asked sarcastically and her friend hummed with a grin.
"He was already lookin' anyways." She revealed and Y/N glanced up, making eye contact and looking back down at her food.
He tuned out of their conversation, focusing on the quality time with his daughter and taking her back up to get more to eat and drink before making plans to go get changed and into the pool.
That was all Y/N's friend needed to learn before recovering from their hangover and dragging Y/n back to their room.
"I can't wear that, there's kids at the pool!" She exclaimed. One friend laughed and the other nodded thoughtfully.
"She's right, even plane guy has a kid. On an evening, get freaky but in the day keep it modest enough that its family friendly but still enticing. I say white, shows an element of innocence but does the best for your figure, makes 'em pop if ya know what I mean." She winked and Y/N rolled her eyes playfully.
"Please, he knows she ain't innocent-"
"Hey! I'm not that bad." Y/N defended and her friend scoffed.
"You fucked him in an aeroplane toilet." She deadpanned and Y/N pouted her lips.
"Mmh! Make that face right their and he'll go feral." Her friend clicked and Y/N grabbed the chosen swimsuit before locking herself in her room.
She remerged a few minutes later and strutted past with towel in hand.
"Alright, I'll text an update. You guys go book the pirate ship thing, ask if theres dolphins?" She announced and received a whistle, a thumbs up and a slap on the ass.
The towel was laid out on a deck chair before she sat down. She made a show of rubbing sunscreen on before laying on her back and letting the sun caress her skin.
Klaus wasn't the only man staring by the time she got comfortable.
But he was the first to approach.
Once Freya and Keelin were racing Hope across the pool and he was sure his family wouldn't notice his absence, he climbed out of the water and made his way over.
His eyes were obsessed with the way her skin gleamed.
His body still dripped wet as he pulled a seat up beside her, not hesitating to brush his hand over her thigh.
"You shouldn't touch without asking." Y/N murmured and he chuckled lowly.
"You haven't complained before, love." He mused and she peeked her eyes open, glancing to him.
"I was very drunk." She reminded and he smirked a little before smiling properly.
"I know, and very confident. But I was a perfect gentleman and put you to bed and left you in peace."
"Sounds like you just did the right thing, buddy." She shrugs and he nodded faintly. "But thank you, it would have been easy to just...take advantage I guess." She mumbled and he removed his touch from her leg.
"I don't want to have you unwilling, love. I want you to scream in pleasure, not fear. And most importantly, I want you to want me and I'm quite certain that you do, love." He smiled, bright teeth on display making her reciprocate the expression.
"Yeah? Quite certain? Now who's confident?" She teased and he hummed.
"Why don't we go somewhere quieter, love? I'll help you gain your confidence back." He purred softly and she tilted her head.
"Maybe later, I need to tan my back." And with that she shifted over onto her front so that her ass was right there for him to admire.
He didn't hesitate in grabbing the sunscreen and squirting a healthy amount onto his palm before spreading it across her skin.
Y/N only hummed a soft tune as she let his hands stroke and massage her legs, ass, back and shoulders.
Klaus wished more than anything that they weren't in a family friendly environment.
He needed to be back inside of those hot, wet walls.
He wanted to feel the firmness of her ass against his pelvis with each thrust.
"Fuck, love. Cmon, theres a bathroom less than a minute away-"
"Bathrooms are kinda dirty and not in the hot kind." She muttered, purposefully pissing him off making him scoff without true annoyance.
"Again, love, you did not complain last time now did you?" He reminded and her eyes rolled, not that he could see.
"Still. I felt all dirty after, I'd rather not do it there again." She muttered and he suppressed a growl of irritation.
Klaus took a moment to calm himself. His hand remained on the back of her thigh as his eyes drifted back to the pool, checking on his family and noting their squeals and laughter.
He knew he should get back, stop thinking with his dick and do what he came on this vacation for, but it Y/N was making it easy for him.
"Perhaps I should come find you later, when you're finished tanning." He mused, his voice thoughtful and his eyes on her.
Klaus was hoping she'd bite the bait, not want to wait and give in now but this wasn't Y/N's first game.
"Probably a good idea." She agreed and his chaw ticked.
"Perfect. I'll find you in a few hours, love." He leaned down to press a wet kiss to the spot between her neck and shoulder, his body shielding her from view as his hand gave her ass a good firm squeeze. A shiver ran right the way down her spine and a little moan escaped her lips making him smirk and get up, leaving her alone again.
He couldn't lie and pretend that he hadn't been thinking about her throughout the day, she seemed to just be everywhere. Always teasing him with her body and those eyes of her. It was driving him well over the edge and he was struggling to keep it together in front of everyone. Especially when she'd be eating across from him, deliberately sucking on her meat, licking her knife and fork so he could imagine how her tongue would press along his cock.
His fingers tapped routinely against the table, lowly making his family insane and Rebekah finally asked him to stop and he grumbled about not doing anything.
By the end of food, everyone knew something was up, except Hope.
Kol was first to catch on as his eyes also wandered the smoothness of her legs beneath the table before resting his gaze on her pouty lips and round eyes. Innocent and yet not with the way she was looking at his brother. A sly smirk slid across Kol's face as he looked back down at his food.
"You look starved, Nik." He told him, glancing up at him through his brows. "You should go eat something, you're getting a tad pale-"
"Shut up Kol, I'm perfectly sated" Klaus snapped.
"Mhm, if you say so. Wonder who's bed you'll be in tonight-" He chuckled but was winded as Davina's elbow hit his stomach, disturbing his full stomach.
"Why wouldn't you be in your bed?" Asked Hope, confused as she glanced around.
"He won't be sweetie, Kol's just trying to be funny." Hayley smiled, stroking Hope's hair and side eyeing Elijah with amusement.
Dinner remained quiet until Hope asked if she could see her new friends again in the evening at the children's entertainment and of course Klaus and Hayley agreed.
The family went and changed before splitting between either drinking or watching over Hope whilst watching the entertainment.
Klaus of course was on his mission.
He had showered and shaved. Making sure his aftershave smelt strong on his skin and his hair was combed to perfection as he unbuttoned his shirt halfway.
Klaus wasn't so sure why he needed to impress this girl so much, he could easily pick up a different woman at that bar but he didn't want to fuck any of them, no matter how good they looked in their skirts, he wanted Y/N.
And after making a dent in his wallet from supplying both her and her friends drinks for the evening, he finally got to feel her.
She had been sat on his lap on the balcony, legs folded over the side of his as she chatted away. His hands were allowed to explore whatever skin was visible and he found that she wouldn't ever turn down his lips of her neck.
Y/N was practically covered in his saliva from his tongue on her skin, his blunt teeth just scraping her flesh from time to time.
When her friends announced they were going out of the resort to find the clubs Klaus was already in her ear.
"Let me look after you whilst their gone, love. You know how good it'll feel to have me alone." He told her, tongue wetting her ear and making her shudder with a nod.
They all go up at the same time, waving goodbye as they turned different paths. Klaus didn't bother rushing her to the room, he wanted her to yearn too not just be dragged around. Besides he knew he would have her now, there was no need to get it done too quickly when he could spend the time to enjoy it.
So once they got back inside they had another drink and sat in the lounge style room, still against him with his hands on her skin as they chatted for a while.
It only took one kiss on the mouth to get into her room again.
Finally pushing her hips down into the mattress made his dead heart thump against his ribs.
Her touch was so good on his chest as she pushed his shirt from his body and felt the muscle of his chest. His eyes were hooded as he watched her undo his jeans, encouraging every last piece of clothing from his body so she could admire him.
Her fingers were like a vice around his cock as she pumped him, his hips moving in sync with her wrist.
His groans flooded the room, fuelling her to squeeze his length tighter and swipe her thumb over the bead of precum that had gathered on his tip.
Klaus's head had gone back, exposing his Adam's apple as his body went tense with pleasure only to have it taken away as she squeezed his base and pulled her hand off.
His breathing was rough and raggedy as he dropped back against her pillows.
"Fuck you're gonna kill me" He whispered, the irony of his sentence barely registering in his muddled mind as her giggle rippled across the air.
Her hands brushed up his hips, up his abdomen and chest before cupping his face. Her fingertips caressed his cheeks, feeling the very slight prickle of the hairs he had shaved away just hours ago. His lips were parted, blowing puffs of air against her hands as she traced the plump pinkness.
"I want you, Klaus." She whispered to him, having recently learned and exchanged names.
A soft smirk overtook his features, his head turning to kiss her lips. Klaus wasn't sure if it was the buzz of the alcohol or the anticipation built up but a kiss had never felt that good before.
Y/N pulled away after his tongue started to get hungry, leaving him still starving and yearning.
His body sunk into the bed again as he felt her climb atop him, sliding her warm body onto his, taking him inside her like they had both been craving since the plane.
Both their eyes closed momentarily, taking in the pleasure of the other.
Klaus's eyes cracked open to watch her tits rise and fall gracefully as her hips started to roll on top of him, he couldn't pick a nipple to stare at as they both got harder and more noticeable.
"You know I was serious last time, right?" She murmured, causing his attention to lift back to those eyes of hers with curiosity. "I'll let you fuck them." She told him, half laughing and half moaning when his hips abruptly bucked up into her, cock smacking her cervix painfully. but she still enjoyed it. It was impossible not to enjoy Klaus.
Especially once he had flipped her onto her back and lifted those sexy legs round his hips to fix the angle and fuck into her with precision.
The female body was no mystery to him, he loved how he could make it twitch, tremble, quiver and shake. The way she clenched and arched. How her eyes went back into her head and her mouth stayed open with a flow of needy moans and whines for him to give it to her harder which he not once denied her.
By the time she was undone the beds legs had snapped, the mattress on the floor wall dented from the continuous smack of the headboard which Klaus's claws clung to as he came deep inside her again.
"God, I could marry your cunt." He whispered, his lips wet against her ear and she smiled ear-to-ear.
"You've really made this vacation for me." She told him as though he didn't already know that.
"You were supposed to marry my cock sweetheart." He grumbled playfully and she breathed a laugh.
"I definitely will." She agreed, leaning up to kiss his mouth as her ankles unlocked and her legs slid down and off his body.
"I hope you don't think we're done." He warned, his hands sliding back to her thighs which tensed and relaxed in his palms.
"How am I supposed to leave you wanting if I give you everything in one night, hm?" She questioned him, tone light but the slight seriousness to it made his expression falter. There was no way he could wait for more, not with the feel of her still on his dick.
She took that comfort away from him as she placed her hands on his shoulders and pulled his cock out of her, biting her lip and listening to his groan whilst the discomfort set in a little.
Y/N started to move out from beneath him, the sticky uncomfortableness starting to get to her like it always did and she felt the need to soak it away but Klaus pulled her back to his chest, arms round her body not possessively and sexually but gently and protectively.
"At least don't kick me out right away." He murmured to her, kissing the side of her head and stroking his fingers along her spine.
They laid like that a while before he felt her thigh twitch a little too much. His eyes cast down, seeing her brows together and eyes closed as if something were wrong; uncomfortable. He rubbed her legs, spreading his warmth along her skin but her trembles didn't lessen.
"Is something wrong, love?" He asked her, tone soft and a little confused.
"No, I'm sorry...I just need to um wash is all." She muttered and he felt a lump form in his throat. She was in his grasp and lifted, brought to the tiny little shower where the water pressure was not so reliable.
Klaus managed to fit them both in, lathering her body in soap and making sure she was clean and comfortable by the time they got back out.
Once they laid back in bed he felt her snuggle up to him like he had hoped she would've earlier. He held her close, despite the heat and humidity making the skin to skin slightly uncomfortable.
"You're weirdly nice, you know that?" Y/N mumbled to him and he smiled, a little amused with himself at the turn of events.
"This is...nice." He murmured back, for once enjoying the aftercare of a session.
"You know, I saw you with a kid...she kinda looks like that woman too." She whispered and he nodded, getting where she was going.
"Hayley's Hope's mother, she's now with my brother Elijah. They're ready to tie the knot. I don't care for her that way, I did for a short while but we weren't meant for each other like that. Hope is all we were for, a night of passion for a lifetime of unconditional love." He explained, a pureness to his voice at the memory of Hayley's pregnancy and the first time he held their daughter.
"She's good for Elijah, balances out his boring." He chuckled and Y/N smiled.
"It's nice that you all get along."
"You think that now, you should see us under normal conditions back in New Orleans. Its a right mess!" He smiled and she glanced up at him as he stared off at the ceiling.
"Maybe one day I will see it." She uttered, watched as he looked to her and leaned down to kiss her lips.
"Perhaps." He murmured, his eyes glancing to her.
He had mixed views on how he felt around her.
The passion he felt was unmatched, the desire was strong and burning. But there was an inkling within him that urged for a little more, something he didn't really know that he wanted.
However that need only grew over the vacation.
Each time he wound up in her bed, they ended talking as much as getting up to...other stuff. His fingers would tangle in her hair, massaging her scalp as her eyes drooped and she mumbled to him lazily.
Something about her pretty face when she was all sleepy was so innocent and gentle. It created such a beautiful contrast to how rough she begged him to be.
Taking her from behind was a pleasurable experience which was permanently engraved into his mind but holding her after and caressing her legs once they were clean and dry made him just as happy.
It warmed him all the way through, made his heart beat.
"I fly home tomorrow" She told him, a yawn on her lips.
"You do?" He asked, his brows furrowing a little as his mind tried to focus on both her voice and the feel of her nails drawing patterns on his chest.
"Mhm, I have the 12 o’clock flight back so I'll be leaving after breakfast." She sighed and his eyes fluttered, thoughts catching up with him.
"Can't you stay a few more days? I go back in 4." He whined a little and she huffed a soft laugh.
"I wish, I'll miss the sun." She whispered, glancing down at the tan line of where her bikini strap had been. Klaus hummed, his eyes also going to the line on her shoulder, wishing she hadn't put a shirt back on and he could still see her pretty titties.
"I'll miss you" He murmured, voice a little slurred as his body got heavier, sinking into the bed.
He couldn't hear her reply as he fell asleep, his body exhausted after the last few hours.
Once morning was around all of her friends had burst into the room. Klaus had gotten far too accustomed to them all crowding the bed, sitting along her side and picking out what she was going to wear for the day.
"It won't be this hot when we get back, maybe some flowy pants?" One of them mused, rummaging through her half packed case.
"You know we have to like...go in a couple hours? Shouldn't you be packed?" Her other friend scolded and another rolled her eyes.
"Leave her alone, lover boy has been distracting her, I'll help you pack babe."
Y/N smiled and stretched her limbs out.
"Thanks...are we still hitting breakfast buffet?" She asked only to receive a chorus of approval.
Klaus kissed the side of her head gently, his hand still brushing her thigh beneath the covers as her friends finally picked something for her to wear.
"I should get back to my-"
"Daughter." Y/N finished and pecked his lips, "Say hi and bye to Hope for me? Oh and give her this!" She dragged the drawer open and pulled out a little box containing a silver necklace with a blue pendant.
Klaus smiled at her, appreciating everything about her.
Y/N had been in the local market when Klaus had taken Hope, she ended up tagging along and Hope got along with her easily as they spent the entire day giggling and spending her dad's money on ice cream and fake designer.
Though Klaus wasn't sure when Y/N had slipped away to buy this gift, he wouldn't turn it down.
"I will..." He whispered, eyes flicking to her lips and her friends whistled and groaned childishly when they kissed.
Klaus felt a little funny for the last few days of the holiday.
He still had a lovely time of course.
Chasing Hope around the beach was a memory he'd cherish forever.
The vacation was a massive success, by the time they got back to the compound it was all anyone would talk about for weeks.
In said week, Klaus hadn't heard from Y/N much at all.
He assumed that it must've just been apart of the vacation for her.
Y/N however was thinking the same thing about him.
He had barely messaged her at all and she didn't want to seem desperate by bugging him so she just waited around for his notification.
But it didn't come so she got frustrated and decided life was there to take risks and ended up sending a very explicit photo to him.
In response, she got a video call.
"Please tell me those clothes are still off." He groaned, holding his phone close in hopes it would give him a better view.
"Mmm...I wasn't sure you'd reply so I put them back on.." She shrugged and he let out a little whine.
"Why wouldn't anybody reply to that?" He muttered and she rolled her eyes.
"You barely reply to anything else." She complained and his eyes flicked from the visible cleavage on the screen to her defensive, unsure eyes.
"I wasn't sure you were still all that interested." He replied, feeling a little annoyed with himself for being a thousand years old and still not knowing how to read women well enough to realise she had been silently pining and waiting for him. Her silence was enough to confirm her feelings and he straightened up a bit.
"We should meet, I'll buy you dinner." He offered, voice hopeful and light.
Her head nodded and he could tell she was fiddling with something.
"I can come to you now?" He asked, his leg stretching out to pull his shoes toward him as she shrugged.
"It's okay, you don't have to right now. We can pick a better time, I know you're busy and all."
"No, no. I'm ready, I'll come get you, text me your address love." He argued, getting up and grabbing his wallet.
"Klaus, you really-"
"Address, sweetheart, address." He told her firmly, hanging up so she couldn't argue.
He received the message a moment later as he got in his car, heading over to the pin.
He made sure to get out the car, open the passenger door for her and kiss her cheek when she got in.
It was strange, seeing her under normal more formal circumstances as he drove them to a restaurant. He lead her inside, secretly compelling the woman for a table and pulling her chair for her.
Y/N looked both impressed and a little awkward, he supposed it was strange for her too. In Turkey everything was different, effortless.
Still she enjoyed their time out, sharing a meal and catching up on how everything and one had been since returning home.
Later he drove back to hers and walked her up her apartment stairs to her door. He could see her debating letting him inside.
"It was lovely to see you, Y/N." He smiled, pressing a soft kiss to her lips and caressing her cheek "I'll see you again, soon-"
"No, no come in. I just have to clean up but you can wait in the kitchen, my room is a mess." She laughed a little and he tilted his head.
"I don't expect to go straight to your room, love. I know everything was fast from the plane to the resort but...I like you and you shouldn't feel like you have to show yourself for my attention although believe me, it gains my attention but so do your eyes and your smile and that voice of yours." He told her, a loving look reflecting across his features as she smiled almost shyly and gently pulled him inside.
He kissed her shoulder and neck softly as she giggled and lead him to her room regardless of him promising no expectations. He stepped over the random things on the floor as she tugged him to her bed. Her body pushed his down and he felt her hands on his pants in a heartbeat, pulling them open and moving her mouth down but he cupped her face and brought her lips to his own instead.
Klaus flipped them so he could hover above her, pin her down and lift her hips to get her underwear off before he let go of her lips and travelled south.
He wasn't sure why he hadn't gone down on her whilst in Turkey, especially with how her scent was. She was so appetising it was unreal, he couldn't help but dive into her mouth first.
His eyes were in the back of his head as his tongue lapped, plunged and curled. Her fingers twisting at his curls and her sounds shaking the building.
Klaus felt like he was starved, her being all that could sate his hunger as he devoured her.
His cheek rested on her thigh once he was finished, her body heaving for air as he sucked light marks into her flesh and stroked his fingered along her shin to her knee.
It took him a few minutes to figure out where everything was before he could get her in the bathroom and clean her up, helping her into comfort as she leaned on him.
Once she was curled up and asleep in bed he moved around a few of the things on her floor, not too much as he didn't want her to feel he was invading her space but enough so it was a little tidier.
Y/N woke up a few hours later, his body curled around hers keeping her protected and warm. Her lips upturned faintly and she leaned her head back to feel his chest. His arms tightened around her and he smelt her hair.
"Go back to sleep, love." He mumbled, "It's still night time."
"Thank you." She whispered and he squeezed her gently.
"Thank you, my love. I'm happy to have you...for now and for as long as I can."
hello can you do a second part of "Please go away" of klaus's soul mate, where y/n is regaining his confidence and starts to go out and lead his normal life but he continues to receive gifts from klaus, maybe he will meet an old friend at the grill, and Klaus sees them and gets jealous, and when he leaves with his friend he tries to attack her and Klaus saves her and she forgives Klaus, but they are not together, she just accepts that they are soul mates and that they will go slow so that klaus earns your trust.
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PT1
Y/n had been terrified of leaving her house for weeks.
The unbearable fear that Klaus would be round every corner.
It took her ages to feel comfortable in her own garden.
Forever to be able to go out to the actual shop instead of online.
She was checking over her shoulder constantly and sometimes she would even catch a peek of him.
It took a while but eventually she seemed to realise he wasn’t trying to hurt her, he wasn’t getting too close to her. So she began to call out to him, not always when she wanted to.
Like when it was dark and she was walking home alone but she knew he was there
“Klaus?” She called softly “can you just walk with me? Please?” She asked nervously.
But when he came to her and brought her home, she couldn’t help the small amount of security she felt from it.
He walked beside her but didn’t touch her, he respected her need for her space and remained a reasonable distance away from her, only getting closer when he heard people talking and worried they would get near her.
It was soon after that she began to receive gifts from him. Simple things to begin with: bouquets, chocolates, little notes.
He didn’t want to overwhelm her. He just wanted to show her that he was more than a monster who she was afraid of.
That he truly wanted to be with her and love her like a soulmate should.
He found that his smaller gifts were more appreciated than his extravagant ones. Giving her a bouquet of glazed strawberries earned him a hug and a kiss on the cheek compared with the heart shaped diamond pendant he gave her which she panicked over and forced him to take back.
He made sure to protect her, whether it was walking her home or throwing someone to the ground when she cried out for him to help her. And although furious that someone dare lay a hand on her, he refused to frighten her again, he just wanted to keep her safe.
She was still a little anxious whenever he engaged in physical contact. The sliver of fear in her eyes that he would grab her again always visible in the back of her mind but at the same time, she knew he wouldn’t.
He knew she had accepted their bond, he could feel it. But he knew she wasn’t ready for the extent he was. She hadn’t been waiting a thousand years like he had.
He tried to slowly ease her into the relationship, his hand just gently holding hers as he walks her home so she felt safer. Until eventually his arm could be around her waist.
His leg just touching hers when they sat beside each other. Until eventually she would have her head against his chest and arms around him.
Pressing a feather like kiss to her hair when leaving her or greeting her. Until eventually she would have her lips to his.
The relationship was a slow build up but entirely worth every second when he got to look down at her, curled up in his arms and he kissed her head lovingly.
