Summary: Klaus takes an interest in one of the crescent wolves. She’s choosing her mate and he dedicates his time to become the one for her.
Y/N was apart of the crescent pack. Having been stuck as a wolf for the last few years, the pack was physically strong and protective. They’d given into their animals.
Klaus could tell just by the way she was sniffing around at the wedding. Whilst Hayley was walking down the aisle, he spotted her looking all over the room until eventually, she locked her eyes on him. Klaus glanced beside him, to see if Elijah had noticed but of course, his brother was too focused of Hayley. When Klaus looked back, she was watching the wedding.
Once the ceremony was finished and the party began, Klaus made his way down. He was slightly impressed by some of the wolves, their strength obvious as their muscles filled out their shirts. When he finally got to Y/N, he felt a little uncomfortable with the way she looked him over.
Klaus cleared his throat before offering hand and asking, “would you like to dance, love?”
Y/N took his hand, her other one going to his arm, his bicep. Klaus narrowed his eyes on her before flexing the muscle making her giggle.
“You’re so skinny for a wolf.” She commented and Klaus frowned, offended.
“I prefer lean, love.” He corrected before spinning her around and bringing her back to his chest. “Besides, I’m stronger than anybody here.” She knew he was right of course, but if he were just a werewolf, she wasn’t so sure if he would be.
Y/N just smiled and continued to dance with him. Klaus on the other hand, began to frustrate himself over her comment.
His irritation only soared when a wolf cut in, asking for her to dance with him instead. Klaus felt himself slipping into anger but he didn’t get to say a word.
“I’ll be with you in a minute, we have to finish the song.” She smiled, tugging Klaus to keep up with the steps. He looked down at her, his chest rumbling lightly when she flashed her gold eyes at him. Klaus leant down, brushing his nose against hers.
“Must you dance with him?” He murmured and she giggled again.
“Well I have to explore my options, don’t I?” She pecked his lips and he growled quietly before kissing her again, a little urgency in him as his hands moved from their respectful position on her waist, to her ass. Y/N whined into his mouth, pushing closer as he pulled her body up to his. When they finally parted, the other wolves appeared envious, but they said nothing. Klaus gave her rear a gentle squeeze before releasing her, allowing her to go dance with another.
Klaus was rather proud of himself for a while, until he realised she was dancing with every male wolf who didn’t have a partner, and had kissed each of them. His brows pulled together and his jaw clenched.
“That’s Y/N.” Hayley came up beside him, her hand going to grab his wrist just gently as a warning not to go over there. “She’s turned 18 so she’s choosing her mate.”
“What?” He scoffed, a slither of amusement on his face.
Hayley only rolled her eyes before explaining: “The pack were stuck as wolves for a long time. They’ve ended up gaining some traits from the old werewolves as a result. Mates is one of them. It’s basically just a partner for life, no crazy stuff but they started getting the urge to find the most compatible, the strongest wolf to be with and realised, it was a mating ritual.” Her shoulders shrugged lightly. “Y/N wants someone strong indefinitely. She likes them to look it too, and she liked how possessive you were in your kiss, her eyes kept flickering when you let her go.” She explained and then turned to watch her with the next male. “He doesn’t stand a chance, the poor thing.” She sighed when Y/N titled her head, looking at his lanky frame a little unimpressed.
Hayley assumed Klaus would drop it after that. He wouldn’t want a werewolf mate to take over his life. But his own wolf had other plans. He was ashamed of himself.
Which is how he ended up in Marcels gym, training each day. Building his muscle definition and stamina without using any of his supernatural abilities to help him along. He’d managed to Chanel only the human form of him, making the weight feel heavier as he closed his eyes.
Klaus ended up by the Bayou, where the wolves continued to want to live. Y/N hadn’t chosen her mate yet, giving him time to fill out his Henley’s. She appeared more interested in him each time. She let him into her hut, or den as she called it, and ate with him. Klaus would convince her that cooking the rabbit would make it taste better. After, he’d sit behind her and have her rest back against him whilst the fire crackled infront of them.
Sometimes he could feel her hands admiring his arms, his legs and his chest. He knew to stay quiet, to let her explore and see him as fit enough to mate. Her eyes had glanced to his, smiling at how large his pupils were as she lifted his Henley to see his abdomen. Klaus could feel his chest rumbling, but it didn’t quite feel like a growl as he almost vibrated in his seat. Y/N traced his skin, admiring his physique and glancing at his jeans. The outline of his now hard cock making her wolf whimper. Klaus groaned at the sound and closed his eyes, forcing himself to have some self control.
“Can I see your wolf?” She asked and he opened his eyes. “Never seen you out on the full moon” she put his shirt back down and sat back. After the wedding, none of the wolves had to turn anymore but most of them still did. They’d grown such a connection to their wolves that it didn’t feel right not to turn.
“Now?” He questioned and she shrugged, glancing away as though something else were more interesting. “Okay.” He nodded and cleared his throat. “I’m going to take my clothes off so I don’t ruin them though. So no peeking.” He teased, his lips twitching when she smiled and turned away. He undressed, glancing at her and suppressing a chuckle when she would quickly steal a look.
Within a few minutes, his bones had snapped and he forced himself not to make a sound of pain. His wolf came to sit behind her, leaning down to lick her shoulder in greeting.
Y/N looked beyond impressed with his wolf. “He’s so big!” She beamed, stroking along his fur and feeling the strength beneath. “Such a big boy.” She teased and though Klaus might’ve scoffed, his wolf’s tail began to wag. Y/N smiled and inspected his teeth, his claws and paws. A giggle left her and his head lowered to see what was funny, only to see his cock standing out from his sheath. His wolf whined as he leaked down himself. “When we were all wolves, some of them used to breed even as animals.” She told him quietly, and her fingers twitched.
Klaus licked her shoulder again, this time letting his tongue move up along her neck. The little squeal she let out made him throb as he moved to stand closer, his body circling hers slowly. When he laid around her, she smiled and nuzzled into his fur. Her eyes would shine gold back at him as her hand gently wrapped around his cock. Klaus groaned in his head, a small growl actually coming out of him as she stroked him slowly.
Her wolf stared into his, her eyes shining as she moved her hand up and down quickly. Klaus felt his consciousness slipping back and forth between him and his wolf as she did so. He let out a small howl when she touched something sensitive and she immediately looked down. “Oh” she breathed, admiring the early signs of a knot beginning to form. Klaus panted, his tail still wagging as he watched her gently stimulate him. His ears went back as his knot swelled in her hands, his mouth hanging open and tongue lolling to the side as he came.
Klaus couldn’t turn back until his knot was gone. Y/N laid with him, admiring the size of it even as it gradually went down. She sat up to the side whilst he turned back, stealing another glance as he pulled his clothes back on.
Klaus came to pull her back down, over to the fur pile that he assumed must be her bed. “Naughty girl.” He whispered and she giggled, nuzzling him as he tickled her sides lightly. Eventually, her eyes began to close and he stayed through the night, wanting to keep her safe and warm.
In the morning, three other male wolves were waiting outside her hut, with food offerings. Y/N accepted them happily and invited them all in. Klaus was furious that she hadn’t just chosen him after last night. Was she going to give all of the wolves a hand job before choosing?
He left quickly, not before kissing her deeply infront of his competitors.
In the evening he brought her back a dead deer. He’d like to see the other wolves manage that. He’d scoffed at the rabbits and squirrels they tried to impress her with.
“Oh” she smiled and watched as he pulled it into her home. “It’s lovely.” She stroked the animal, feeling how much meat was on it. “How did you catch a stag?”
“I’ve been hunting for a very long time, love. Now come on, you must be hungry after your squirrel.” His eyes rolled and Y/N laughed.
Klaus helped her section the animal, watched her skin it before he cooked the meat. He’d fed her from his fingers, watching eagerly as her tongue slid across his fingers to savour the taste.
“Still hungry?” He murmured when her eyes kept flickering. His hands gently pulled her close. “What’re you hungry for, love?” He whispered, knowing damn well it wasn’t food anymore. Klaus shushed her gently whilst his hands pushed her little denim shorts down her thighs. “Good girl.” He praised when she lifted her hips for her panties to go down too. Her face was pushed into his neck, a delicious whine vibrating in her throat as he dipped his fingers into her wetness. “Shh…” he murmured again as he slid her slickness over her clit, circling her slowly.
Y/N only whined louder when he touched her, her eyes were stuck gold, her wolf panting heavily as he slowly pushed a finger into her heat.
“Fuck sweetheart…don’t tell me your little pussy hasn’t had anything inside her before?” He groaned, not needing her to answer as she came just from gentle stimulation. “Shh, okay, good girl lay down.” Klaus settled her onto her back on the blankets, petting her hair gently before moving down. Her wolf had her hips moving tirelessly against his face, her tail would be wagging if it were out and Klaus knew it.
His tongue pushed into her with a moan before focusing back on her clit, amused by how easily she fell apart. When he pushed his fingers into her at the same time he sucked her little bud into the heat of his mouth, her body jolted. Klaus let out a viscous growl when her pussy squirted.
Like a switch in his mind, his wolf took over. She was devoured over and over again, her wolf wriggling under his until her poor pussy was so swollen that even one lick made her cry again.
“Good girl.” He praised quietly, wrapping her in the blankets now. “My little wolf.” He claimed and she moaned weakly, her throat sore from all her noises.
“Choose you.” She whispered as his face came to nuzzle hers. “Chose you back at the wedding…even though you were skinny.” She smiled and he hummed.
“You just entertained those other wolves to tease me?”
“Wanted to see if you wanted me back.” She mumbled sleepily, her eye lids getting heavy. “You proved yourself.”
Klaus smiled to himself, lying down around her and kissing her skin whilst she slept. He had proved himself. Knowing there was never really competition the whole time made his ego preen.
By the time he woke up, all the wolves knew Y/N had chosen him. They weren’t particularly happy with her decision but they also weren’t able to do anything about it. Hayley was shocked, and a little confused when she saw Klaus step out of the hut, shirtless and half asleep as he looked around for Y/N.
“Jesus…” she whispered under her breath as she looked at him. He’d certainly committed to his part. Hayley came over and grabbed his wrist to lead him away and talk to him but upon making contact, a force knocked Hayley off her feet.
The pack let out a collective gasp as their Alpha was hit to the floor, Y/N on top of her with her teeth bared. Although Hayley had the upper hand, she didn’t fight her, just let her jump back off and tug Klaus back inside.
“You’re meant to stay in.” She pushed him, causing him to chuckle as he stumbled.
“I hadn’t known I was becoming mates with a possessive little thing.” He grinned and she pulled him back down to her makeshift bed. His eyes dropped when she pulled her clothes back off. She already seemed to look a little different, her hips a little wider and her breasts fuller as she tugged her bra in frustration. “It’s alright.” He murmured, reaching behind her and unclipping it easily. Being a wolf for so long, especially whilst she was still so young, had meant that human things were a little more difficult for her at times. His hands came to replace her bra, cupping each breast in his hands.
“Sensitive.” She whispered, watching his thumbs brush over her already erect nipples.
“They are…” he swallowed thickly, his brow furrowing a little in confusion to her body’s changes.
“For breeding.” She told him upon his quizzical expression. Klaus’s eyes snapped up to hers.
“Breeding?” He let out a small laugh and she frowned.
“That’s what mates do.” She nodded and pulled his jeans back open. Klaus hesitated but let her undress him.
“Love, I don’t need any more children.” But upon the look on her face he quickly corrected himself, “not yet.”
“Then when?” She frowned, no longer interested in taking his boxers off.
“I don’t know…I didn’t realise…” he trailed, looking at the heartbreak in her face. He felt his stomach flip a little, of course that’s what she wanted a mate for. That’s why she wanted him to be so strong, to protect her and their pups. Klaus’s wolf whined in shame inside him.
“I think you should go.” Y/N told him, turning away. Klaus could hear the little sniffle in her voice.
“Y/N…” he moved forward pulling her to him and kissing the side of her face. “I’m not going anywhere.”
“Can’t be my mate.” She whimpered and he frowned, holding her tighter.
“I am your mate.” He reminded, swallowing thickly and caressing her arms and legs comfortingly. “I’ll give you pups.” He promised, “just in a little while, okay?” Klaus took her chin in his hand and turned her to look at him. Her eyes were red and wet, her cheeks already stained with tears as she sniffed again.
She didn’t answer him, but Klaus refused to leave. He didn’t know how rejecting a mate worked but he knew that she hadn’t actually. She was just upset and scared.
Klaus laid her down against the furs and pulled his boxers off. Then he just laid next to her, their bare skin pressing against each other.
“Are you hungry, love?” He asked a while later but she made no indication that she was listening. Klaus kissed her head before pulling his clothes on and heading out to find something. When he returned with a hare, he walking in to find her sobbing her heart out into Jackson’s neck.
For a split second he was going to attack but Klaus quickly reminded himself that Jackson was the Alpha, that was the only reason she had confided in him.
Hayley came behind him, hand on his arm and this time Y/N didn’t attack.
“I think you should head back.” She nodded but Klaus shook his head.
“No, I said we’d have pups.” He frowned, walking over, dropping the dead animal and pulling Y/N off Jackson. “I promised I’d give you some, come here.” He pulled her onto his lap and Hayley sighed at the mess Klaus had made. “Shh.” He kissed her mouth, feeling relief when, despite her tears, she still kissed him back. He pulled her legs around his hips and bucked his hips up, mimicking sex. Jackson cleared his throat but Klaus didn’t pay him any attention as he laid Y/N on her back and repeated the motion until she was whining.
“Klaus you can’t just-“ but Hayley cut herself off when Klaus pulled Y/N’s clothes back off. Hayley and Jackson quickly left as Klaus pushed two of his fingers into her pussy, curling them into the spot he’d found not long ago.
“See, that’s better.” He whispered, kissing her face softly as she moaned.
“Daddy…” she whimpered and Klaus groaned, kissing her mouth deeply as he moved his fingers a little quicker.
“Good girl, I’ve got you.” He breathed against her, tugging her hair gently as she arched. “Good girl…come for Daddy.” He murmured, smiling to himself when she came on command.
Klaus kissed across her cheeks, pulling her to sit on his lap as he nuzzled her.
“Promise I’ll give you pups.” He whispered, holding her tight until he was sure that Y/N was no longer upset. Once she was calm in his hold, he set her down on the fur and moved to cook the hare he’d caught for her.
Y/N watched sleepily as he prepared and delivered the food, holding her back up and feeding her from his fingers again. “We have to get a new den.” She told him and Klaus raised a brow.
“For the pups?” He questioned and she shifted, clearly still uncomfortable about having to wait.
“And for us. It’s supposed to be ours.”
“Sweetheart, I don’t want to live in a hut.” He said and immediately he knew he was crossing another line. “We can still live in the woods-“ Klaus quickly assured, “but perhaps in a house…or a cottage or something.”
Y/N hadn’t been prepared for so many compromises. Had she of chosen one of the wolves in her pack, everything would be perfect. She’d already be bred, and her mate would build them a new spacious home.
Instead, she had chosen Klaus. The wild card. And now it was making sense as to why the others had been so funny about her choosing him.
Klaus caressed her thigh quietly as he watched her think. “I’ll build it myself.” He assured, having remembered that Jackson had build something for him and Hayley. “And we can still have a fire, and we can get more fur.”
As Klaus painted the picture, Y/N warmed to the idea.
“We could grow things?” She asked and Klaus quickly nodded.
“Of course, vegetables, fruits and herbs.” He listed and she giggled making him tilt his head.
“Herbs.” She corrected him, the ‘h’ silent and he chuckled.
“Herbs, love. With an H.” But Klaus only smiled when she corrected him again.
Y/N curled beside him when he laid a piece of A2 paper across the floor, sketching the plan to build their cottage and to map how the garden would be arranged. He hesitated for how many bedrooms, slightly afraid to ask how many pups she wanted.
“Love?” He asked quietly and she looked up to him. “How many rooms?”
“Only need three or four, one for us, one for Hope and one or two for some pups. They can share though.” She nodded and Klaus nodded quietly, smiling softly when she remembered to have a room for Hope.
“Do you have brothers and sisters?” He asked and she went quiet for a minute before speaking.
“I used to. Lots of the pack died when we were wolves though. Poachers and vampires picked us off.” She explained and Klaus softened, squeezing her hand gently. “There were only four of us though, so we all used to share.” Klaus smiled, it reminded him of when he was human and shared with his own siblings.
Soon, he was out in the forest every day, building the cottage up brick my brick. Y/N had originally insisted on wood, but Klaus was worried it wouldn’t be safe, that the fire might catch. Besides, Brick would be easier to insulate to keep her and the pups warm.
Y/N had become frustrated quickly with the lack of sex. Her wolf was becoming self conscious, like he didn’t really want her. Klaus had picked that up pretty quickly when she kept trying to keep her clothes on even when he touched her. She wouldn’t let her shirts off around him, not letting him look as he fingered her. Too shy to have his face back between her legs.
And so Klaus had to give in and buy a pack of condoms.
“Love…” he sighed, led beside her in their new bed in their new home. “You need to let me see you.” He pleaded, his own body bare despite her still being dressed, only her shorts and socks off.
“Can’t you do it like this?” She whispered and he frowned, seeing her shift uncomfortably.
“We don’t have to…” he murmured and she whimpered, quickly getting up and going to the bathroom. “Y/N!” Klaus climbed out of bed and went to the door, a sigh leaving his lips. “Love, I’m sorry. I want to, I was just worried you didn’t.”
Eventually she came back out, her clothes left in the bathroom. Klaus stood quickly from his seat at the end of the bed where he’d been waiting. His arms wrapped around her and he kissed her mouth gently.
“I love you, Y/N.” He murmured against her before sliding his hands down to squeeze her ass gently and lifting her up, placing her back down on the bed and settling between her legs. “Gonna look after you.” He whispered, his mouth leaving wet kisses down her neck and chest, licking over each nipple whilst his hand moved up her legs. He knew her well, his fingers knowing exactly where to touch and tease to make her wet and swollen enough.
“No pups?” She whispered and he shook his head as he tore the wrapper open.
“Soon, love. I just have some things I need to sort out, okay?” Klaus smiled once it was on, leaning down to kiss her mouth.
“How soon?” She questioned.
“Couple months?” He offered, his hands checking she was led comfortably on her back.
“Two months?” She checked and he smiled.
“Yes love. In two months, you can berate me until I breed you.” He chuckled but she smiled and he knew she’d take it seriously. “Now, you ready?” He asked and she nodded shyly. Klaus could smell her wolf coming and going from the surface. He let his eyes shine, his wolf present as he pushed his tip into her. Her eyes mirrored his as her hands shot up to grab him.
A whimper left her as he kept easing in, soon his hips flush against the backs of her thighs. Klaus groaned, his wolf rumbling in his chest at the feel of her finally around him. Y/N had her claws in his back, eyes closed as she stretched around him.
He moved slowly, feeling her body clench around him eagerly. Klaus smiled when she whispered for him but not his name, instead a breathy “Daddy” was called. Something she had come to call him during pleasure, something to moan when her body shook and she couldn’t form any other words.
“Good girl.” He praised as he pulled out slowly and thrust back in. Klaus listened to her wolf whine, the look in her eyes docile and needy as her wolf submitted to his instinctively.
His muscles flexed as her claws dug in. She only moaned and tried to retract her claws so her hands could stroke his back to feel him. Klaus chuckled softly and drew his hips back again.
“I’m glad to see my physique still impresses you.” He smiled and she giggled back at him before the breath was knocked out of her lungs when he bucked back into her deeply. “Something to say, love?” He teased as he built a steady rhythm.
“Daddy” she whined again and he hummed, grabbing her hips and lifting her body up to his. Her hips moved with his, her wolf too eager to simply lay beneath his. Her face nuzzled him quickly, searching for a spot along his neck. Klaus groaned, his breathing shaky as she bit down.
“Y/N…love…” he whispered, his hips stuttering as she released him. “Fuck” he breathed. He could feel her venom inside him, he knew the wound wouldn’t heal. That whole mating thing wasn’t just emotional, she was actually tethered to him now.
“Please?” She begged softly, looking to him desperately as she continued to ride his cock. Klaus’s nodded soundlessly before burying his face into her neck, biting down gently to start with before pushing his fangs down too.
Y/N whined happily, her eyes sparkling as she moved erratically against him. Klaus groaned as he released her, licking over the wound as his hand dipped down between them. “It’s alright” he whispered, stroking her clit gently. “Daddy’s here.” He breathed and she bit back down into his wounds again as she came undone. Her hips continued to buck, her wolf crying within her to keep going.
Klaus held the back of her head, his other hand still on her pussy as he pressed her up against the headboard so he could thrust into her easier. He groaned loudly as he came, trying to soothe her when she cried that she couldn’t feel it.
“I know sweetheart,” he panted, feeling how desperate she was for his cum. Being inside her directly connected her wolf to his. He could feel his mind clouding, wanting to rip the stupid condom off.
However, he knew he couldn’t bring more children to the world until he was sure they would be safe. Hope’s first year of life had been hell, Klaus couldn’t knowingly put Y/N through that too. So, he managed to pull out, and to calm her down.
Y/N was feral for the first few weeks, her wolf in desperate need to keep fucking until she was pregnant, even if she knew the condom wouldn’t allow it.
Her wolf knew instantly when Klaus was ready. He’d only just closed the front door when she tackled him, scrambling to get his clothes off. Klaus laughed, carrying her to the couch whilst shedding both their clothes.
“Promise?” She panted and he nodded, letting her sink down on his bare cock. A snarl bubbled in his chest, his wolf forcing itself into control as he quickly began to take her.
“Gonna have…so many pups.” He panted, his voice gravelly as he felt her arms wrap around his neck and her legs round his waist as he thrust, her body jolting up and down against him.
“Gotta- go harder-“ she whined and Klaus groaned, nipping her neck and ear as he hoisted her up a little.
“Any harder,” he panted, his hands gripping her tight. “and you’ll break.”
But Y/N was determined. She whined and clawed at the back of his neck, her head going back as her wolf threatened to howl.
“Love-“ he grunted, the pain bleeding into pleasure as she sliced his skin across his back. Klaus dug his own claws into her, relishing in the better control it gave him as he pound into her. Y/N cried a moan, her back arching.
“Please cum!” She whimpered and Klaus laughed breathlessly as he pushed her back against the sofa.
“Baby…” he whispered, his brow furrowing as he got closer.
“Please Daddy.” She begged and he groaned loudly, leaning down to kiss her mouth desperately. He swallowed her whines and reached down to play with her clit as he fucked harder. “Please…” she whispered again, eyes wet with tears.
Klaus panted a moan when she came around him, but she just kept crying for him to cum inside her. His hips stuttered and he let out a sound of confusion mixed with pleasure as he came. Y/N wrapped around him in a bear hug. Refusing to let him go. Klaus groaned, trying to pull away but he couldn’t.
“Love, I can’t…” he frowned a little, but Y/N only kept nuzzling.
“Stop movin” she whimpered.
“Baby, I can’t-“
“Stop tryna pull the knot out!” She cried at him as his mouth snapped shut. Klaus looked down at their connected bodies before gently rolling them over so he was led in the couch and she was led on him.
“Sorry, love. I didn’t know.” He murmured, his eyes suddenly heavy as she continued to nuzzle him, her mouth settling over his mating mark and piercing the skin again with her teeth.
Klaus woke a while later, a moan in his lips as he cracked his eyes open. Y/N was still on top of him, but her hands were on his chest and her hips were rocking above him. Klaus could feel her milking his cock again, her body slick with sweat as she kept bouncing. A shaky breath left him as his body shuddered and his cock was stuck back inside her again. She settled back down, head back in his neck.
“How many times you done that, hm love?” He asked, still barely awake as he caressed her back.
“Three” she mumbled and he smiled.
“Good girl” he praised, kissing the top of her head lovingly. “I’m sure you’re gonna be full of pups now.” He whispered and she snuggled closer.
And he was right.
Even when the pregnancy test came back positive, she kept making him fill her up, just in case.
Once she was round and swollen, Klaus only left the cottage to get food. Hayley dropped and picked up Hope, who stayed half the week.
He looked after her religiously, caressing her belly, massaging her feet and preparing meals. Y/N had tried to help but Klaus could see how tired she was, how big she was getting and he knew why. He could hear three separate heartbeats, not including her own.
“It’s going to be okay, love.” He assured, holding her hand tight as she cried. “Just keep pushing, ready?” Klaus counted her down, helping her deliver each baby until two boys and a girl were bundled up in cloth and settled down in their cribs.
Y/N trusted him quietly, letting him move her and the children around until they were all in bed against clean sheets.
“There we go.” He whispered as he settled down on the bed, their three pups between them. He admired them silently, watching Y/N stroke their soft faces and smile down at them.
Soon his siblings were allowed over.
“What’re their names?” Rebekah asked she held one of the little boys to her chest.
“He’s Eli.” Y/N smiled and Elijah turned to look at Klaus, his eyes soft and curious. Niklaus only nodded at him, the two sharing a smile before Y/N continued.
“Then Elijah’s holding Henry, and I’ve got Maria like Mary.” She smiled, looking to Hayley who knew the elder wolf well.
The three infants were passed around until one by one they grew restless and hungry, by which point, Klaus was ushering them out so they Y/N could breast feed.
When the pups slept, Y/N slept. Leaving Klaus to sit and admire them. Being chosen as Y/N’s mate was the best thing that had ever happened to him.
So now, he’d dedicate his time to be the best mate and father he could be.
Summary: You’re a brand new vampire in New Orleans, too scared to hurt anyone. You believe you can survive off blood bags until one day your control snaps. Klaus offers you comfort and reminds you that you’re alright, love.
Notes: 18+ only!!! ANGST, FLUFF, hurt/comfort, smidge of suggestive smut, mentions of blood, uncontrolled killing/feeding as a vampire, no show spoilers.
Word count: 1.4K
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Four excruciating days. That’s how long you’ve been a vampire now. You were in the wrong place (the alleyway of a New Orleans bar) at the wrong time (2am) and drunkenly stumbled upon a vampire. He would have killed you if it was not for another vampire who overheard the commotion and intervened. However your wounds were too great, everything is hazy but you remember drinking blood from your saviours wrist before your vision went black and your life slipped away.
When you woke up you were completely transformed and beyond terrified. The man who had saved you, or perhaps damned you, was holding you and staring down at you with wide concerned eyes.
“You’re alright, love. You’ll be alright.” He reassured you in his calming accent.
Ever since then Niklaus Mikaelson had taken responsibility for you. His family was welcoming but gave you space, allowing you to live in their large house. Klaus couldn’t explain why, but he felt the strong need to protect you. He helped you adjust to this new life and new body. You fed on blood bags because every time he brought up the topic of leaning to feed on people you would break down into tears. You couldn’t help your outbursts, your emotions were severely heightened as a vampire. Klaus understood that and he was uncharacteristically patient with you. You believed you could sustain your life this way and keep you from hurting anyone or worse… killing someone.
That was until today… When you went about your afternoon, deciding to do some window shopping around New Orleans to keep your mind off things. Not realizing you hadn’t had a blood bag in a day and a half.
And that is how you ended up where you are now… dialling Klaus’s phone number with a shaky hand sticky with fresh blood.
*ring ring*
Klaus picks up on the first ring.
“(Y/n)? Are you alright?” He says on the other end.
“Y-yes. I mean… no I-“ You stutter, voice shaky with shock.
“Where are you? Are you hurt?” Klaus begins to panic, hearing the fear tremble in your voice.
“No I- I’m not hurt. I- I’m in the alley beside the boutique…” Your lip trembles as you try to hold back tears. “I need you Klaus.”
“Don’t move, love. I’ll be right there.” Klaus responds before hanging up.
You feel too frozen to move even if you wanted to. Klaus shows up in no time at all, Elijah following right behind him. His heart breaks at the sight of you sitting in the alley against the boutique wall, hugging your knees to your chest as you looked with horrified eyes at what you had done.
There was not one… not two… but three bodies in front of you. Each one with a fresh bite mark on their necks. Each one completely drained of blood. Each one no longer alive… because of you.
“(Y/n)-“ Klaus begins.
“I killed them…” You muttered.
“Hey… You’re alright, love.”
Klaus crouches in front of you, his heart breaking at the way you’re trembling. He gently takes your chin with his finger, causing you to meet his eyes instead of looking at the damage you’ve done.
“It is not your fault.” He says firmly.
“I killed them! I’m a murderer!” You cry.
“Shh, love. It’s not your fault. Let’s get you home, yes?” He says.
“But what about-“ You look over at the horrid display of your lack of control.
“Elijah will handle it. You have nothing more to worry about, ok?” Klaus says, forcing you to meet his gaze again and not look at the mess in front of you.
You stare into his eyes with your teary ones, feeling full trust for this man.
“Ok.” You nod, tears falling down your face as you sniffle.
“Come on, love.” Klaus says and moves your arms to wrap around his shoulders.
He moves an arm under your legs scoops you up bridal style before quickly carrying you home, your new home with him, careful to avoid being seen. He takes you upstairs to your bedroom, picking out some clothing for you to change into and walking to the bathroom to start a shower for you.
“Will you stay? Please…” You ask hesitantly, not wanting to be left alone right now.
Klaus gulps, heart racing at the request but he nods and turns around to give you privacy to undress. He can hear you taking your blood covered clothes off and curses himself that he has to resist the urge to turn around and look at you, especially when you’re going through something like this. But he can’t help it… the thought of your naked body so close to him has him slightly hard in his pants. He closes his eyes and tries to get his impure thoughts straight when the sound of the shower curtain opening snaps him out of it. At least now you were out of sight, hidden by the curtain.
You stood in the shower, lost in thought of what you had done, staring down as the blood of your victims washed off of you and swirled around the drain. Even after the water was running clear and you were completely clean, you still stared at the drain like a zombie, imagining the blood still swirling around. Eventually the weight of what you did hits you like a ton of bricks and you start crying, hands buried in your hands.
“Hey, hey. You’re alright, love.” Klaus says, coming towards the curtain. “Why don’t you come out now.”
A moment later his arm comes past the curtain to hand you a towel which you take and wrap around your naked body. You open the curtain and Klaus offers a hand to help you step out of the tub before grabbing a robe to wrap around you. Klaus had planned on warming up the robe and towel for you while you showered until you had asked him to stay. He wanted to do everything to make you as comfortable as possible.
“I think… I would like to lay down.” You say, eyes heavy and exhausted from the overwhelming events.
“Of course.” Klaus responds, gesturing you out of the bathroom.
He follows you to the next room, the beautifully decorated room that the Mikaelsons have granted to be your bedroom. Klaus watches from the doorway as you discard the towel from underneath and crawl into bed in just your robe, too tired to change into new clothes. You throw the heavy blanket over your head with a sigh.
“If you need anything at all, just call for me.” Klaus says, looking at you once more before turning to leave and give you space.
“Klaus?” You call quietly from your bed.
Klaus turns back around and you’re peeking out from under the thick blanket.
“Yes, love?” He says expectantly.
“Will you stay… with me?” You ask hesitantly.
Klaus tries to respond but found himself unable to speak. So instead he nods and walks over to your bed before slowly, careful like if he moved too fast he might spook you and you’ll change your mind and send him away. He crawls into bed next to you and you shuffle to cover him with part of the blanket before curling your body up against his. Klaus wraps his arm around you to tuck you in closer and he smiles when he feels you take a heavy breath of relief, finally finding some comfort after the traumatic day you had. Klaus hopes you don’t notice how much his heart is racing but he can’t help it with the way your robe dips open revealing just a small glance of your breast underneath. But the way you gently grasp at his shirt as you close your eyes and try to rest your mind affects his heart in a very different way. The way you make him feel needed, the way he wants you to need him, the way he took care of you today, the way he wanted to always take care of you. Klaus decided he always would.
Summary - You discuss good vs bad with the Original Hybrid.
Prompt - I Wanna Be Bad - “You make bad look so good.”
Warnings - kissing , Hybrid nips 🫠 , implied smut
Word count - 299
A/N - My second entry for the June Jukebox Scribbles. Heard this line and immediately thought of my favourite Hybrid.
A/N 2 - Society made the banner
My Jukebox playlist
“You make bad look so good.”
“My brother would argue that ‘bad’ is a matter of perspective.” Shadows danced around the dimly lit bar doing nothing to hide the imposing presence of Klaus Mikaelson. “We merely seek to regain what was once ours.”
“If it were Elijah saying that I’d believe it. He’s good. Chivalry edged with honour. But you?” You glanced over your shoulder at the Original leaning against a column as you loaded glasses on a tray. “You’re bad. That Hybrid bite isn’t the only thing that’s lethal about you.”
“But you like lethal don’t you love?” Scoffing in response you shivered when he suddenly appeared behind you with a soft rush of air. “If you truly sought a good man then Elijah would be here now. Not me.” A gleam of gold edged his dark blue eyes as he watched you turn to face him before guiding you to sit on the table. “Do you think he would do this?” Warm hands urged your legs to part and traced patterns leading towards the apex of your thighs. “Or this?”
The sting of his fangs nipping your neck sharply enough to leave a mark but not enough to hurt you with his venom made your core clench. When you whined he leaned in with that fucking smug smirk you wanted to wipe off his face. Closing the distance you were happy when he met your kiss with equal enthusiasm.
”You make bad feel so good.”
A velvet chuckle sent goosebump raising all over your body. How you loved the sound. Whether you were cornered in the darkened alleys of New Orleans or in a candlelit room tangled amongst bedsheets of an obscene thread count.
”So are you going to be good for me? Or bad with me?”
Summary: Klaus finds you high and suddenly everything clicks
AN: This was a request from @himikotoga101 (I’m so sorry this took so long, and I hope it’s to your liking!!) this is a pretty short one and because I don’t think that most times Klaus would relax enough to let himself get high, so I wrote him being amused an slightly in love with reader because I can’t not.
WC: 448 - Klaus Masterlist
He didn't mean to snoop, but as someone who has lived thousands of years, you, a little human are a bit of a mystery to him.
Something about the fact that you are never panicked. You always had an easygoing smile and moved like time was forever on your side.
It intrigued him.
So the rare occurrence that he arrived at your home, not bothering to knock because the only dangerous thing or person to ever walk through that door would be him.
Immediately the smell hit him, and immediately his lips curled into an amused smile as he made his way to the living room, by following your heartbeat.
"This is unexpected" he commented once his eyes landed on you, right in the middle of taking a drag from the joint displayed between your fingers.
You didn't jump, you didn't choke on the smoke, you merely blinked as you let out the smoke from your lungs.
You laughed quietly, before holding out the joint to him "want some?" You offered. Klaus approached, taking a seat beside you, the amusement never leaving his eyes.
"I would, but given the state of the town I don't think it'd be smart." He said
You pouted slightly before turning back to the almost burnt out joint. "Well whenever you feel like it. Besides I think the smoke in the room alone will get you high"
Klaus lets out an amused laugh "I'm a thousand years old love, the secondhand smoke from a single joint will not effect me." He assured.
You look at him with intrigue. Your brain working, but ever so slowly. "So you do smoke, cool. I thought you'd be like a stick in the mud. Like Elijah"
Klaus scoffed, not happy about being compared to his brother, "there comes times over a millennia when someone needs a way to quiet the voices wouldn't you think?" He asks.
He watched the question take root in your brain, he watched as you search for an answer, your eyes hooded, red, and glazed over. You nodded slowly "I guess so" you say.
It was silent for a beat. Maybe two, until you fell into a fit of uncontrollable laughter. The sound of your delight was music to his ears and he resisted the urge to laugh just because of how hard you were laughing.
"Geez no wonder you're so grumpy all the time. You're just an old man." You were able to get out in between your fits of laughter.
Klaus himself let out a laugh, he wasn't sure if it was because of you or… the smoke. Definitely the smoke.
But one thing was clear, he absolutely loved you like this.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 4/4
Fandom: The Vampire Diaries (TV), The Originals (TV)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Bonnie Bennett/Klaus Mikaelson, Bonnie Bennett/Damon Salvatore, Hayley Marshall/Elijah Mikaelson, Caroline Forbes/Stefan Salvatore, Lorenzo "Enzo" St. John/Original Female Character(s), Lizzie Saltzman/Sebastian, Elena Gilbert/Damon Salvatore
Characters: Bonnie Bennett, Klaus Mikaelson, Damon Salvatore, Elena Gilbert, Hayley Marshall, Lorenzo "Enzo" St. John, Camille O'Connell
Additional Tags: Vampires, Community: tvd_originals, Angst and Romance, Dark Romance, Adventure & Romance, Family Drama, Magic, Witches, Friends to Lovers, Partners to Lovers, Half-Vampires, Suspense
Summary:
Mystic Falls is celebrating a wedding.
Bonnie Bennett thought the worst thing she’d face was heartbreak.
Now something in the dark has started circling her door—and it already knows where she sleeps.
