@lesserbrother continued from here: ( x )
Most enjoyable acts for Klaus were violent in some way, and making love to Aurora was no exception. What good was building their love to such heights, if they couldn’t tear it apart and drag it to the lowest depths as well? And how they loved to tear each other apart –
“I tend to agree with you. Though, I wonder what measures you’re willing to go.” They’d both crafted their darker tendencies through the centuries and he knew there was nothing he would not indulge Aurora in. Whether she wanted to carve out his body, or feel her bones crushed at his hand, he would go to any length for her. “Come here, love. Tell me what you want.”
Aurora set the book down and sent a wicked smile over her shoulder at him. She had quite literally stumbled across the line a few decades prior, having boredly perused Tristan’s library one afternoon. It had stuck in her head, reminding her of Niklaus, nagging at the corners of her mind since then. She hadn’t bothered actually reading the book it came from.
Slowly, she crossed over to him as commanded and wrapped her arms around his neck. “I want you Nik. I always want you.” she whispered in his ear. Her teeth nipped at his earlobe as her fingers dragged over the nape of his neck. If he wanted to see how far she would go, how much she trusted him, well, then she would show him. “I want you to bite me.”
