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lis-likes-fics · 6 months

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Pairings: Klaus Mikaelson x werewolf!Reader Word Count: 2.3k words Kink: Biting/Marking Warnings: NSFW, biting, claiming, fingering, oral (f!receiving), p in v, unprotected sex... A/N: Yeah, I'm so tired of writing smut rn but fuck it, we ball. we are halfway through (should be more than halfway but shhh) and we will persevere. Thanks for your patience and enjoy!

Your back slammed into the wall as Klaus' strong hands grasped your hips. His lips smacked against yours. You sighed against him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and weaving your fingers into his hair.

He took your lip between his teeth and bit down, kissing you again. Hungry lips moved to devour one another, tongues clashed and fought as the tension in the air turned to heavy heat. Your breath was loud, gasps and sighs escaping you at his touch.

His kiss was heaven, and your head spun as you tasted him. His hands moved to your sides, gripping you to bring you closer to him, even if your bodies were already pressed together so closely. You hummed when his lips pressed to your throat. His teeth darted out to nibble at your skin, red marks arising as he leaned your head back to continue his conquests.

"Klaus," you mumbled, your eyes fluttering shut and your mouth parting.

"You taste absolutely delicious, little pup," he smirked, his teeth clasping around your shoulder in a rather large almost-bite.

You moaned when his large hand came up to cup your breast and grasped, sending beautiful sensations straight to your core as another muffled moan slipped from your throat where he bit and sucked and lapped at your skin.

You were already high off his pleasure. Your body felt so alive.

“Fuck,” you gasped as his teeth brushed that special spot on your neck. You were like putty in his hands as he pressed into you harder, just to keep you from slipping down against the wall as you melted against him. He held you tighter, his grip bruising, and bared as if he was going to take a bite out of you.

You gasped when he took hold of your shirt and ripped it from your body with a foul tear. When you went to moan his name again, he silenced you with his lips, biting down on yours again but fore finding your neck and your shoulder and down to the skin of your breasts peeking out of your bra.

His hunger for you was endless as he continued to suck and bite, pulling blood underneath the surface of your skin and creating mark after mark in his quest to claim you.

And he didn't stop there. His mouth traveled further until he was breaching your jeans, working at them as he lavished teeth and tongue at your belly.

Just looking down at him now, you could see how many marks were beginning to form all over you. He was marking his territory, staking his claim like a painter to a finished work of art.

He pulled your jeans down your legs, but he skips straight to your thighs with the intention of marking you up there as well. It takes everything you have to stay standing, to avoid melting in his hold as his hands keep you still by your hips and his lips lavish your skin.

He continued the graze of his teeth until your panties were being slipped down your legs. You were bare, the bottom half of your body entirely naked for him to gaze upon and admire. You held onto his shoulders as he grasped your waist, licking your lips while you took his shirt in your hands and pulled it off of him to expose the expanse of his chest. He was strong and lean, and it showed.

You felt his fingers first, his middle finger brushing through your folds all of the sudden to collect your wetness on his digits with a groan. “I haven’t even touched you, and you’re dripping,” Klaus smiled. “Is this all for me, little pup?”

You let out a breathy moan as you nodded. “Yeah. All for you.” He smirked proudly at you, his grin crooked and his eyes dark with lust. His middle finger buried itself inside of you, sinking in all the way as he curled it against that spongy spot within you. A moan slipped past your lips, too loud and too exposing as your hips moved with the curl of his finger.

He coaxed you with his finger a while longer before pulling it out of you, listening interestedly to your disappointed sigh. You watched as he stuck his finger soaked in your arousal between his lips and sucked. You bit your lip.

He hummed, “Absolutely divine.” And then he went in for a better taste.

Klaus leaned forward and your lips parted so delicately when his tongue darted out to lick you. Your breath hitched, halting in your throat as his hot tongue delved between your folds. Like fire coursing through your veins, the warmth consumed you. You melted into him and your hips jerked, seeking his mouth.

His lips wrapped around your pussy, tasting you with an intoxicated moan. When he sucked on your clit, your breath trembled and a whimper managed to weave its way through your vocal chords. His talented tongue glided through your folds, plunging inside of you. He was addicted to your taste as he hummed against you.

He separated from you for a moment to look at you, replacing his tongue with two thick fingers as he stuffed you with them, curling and pumping and spreading them inside you. His lips were swollen from being kissed and bitten, wet with spit and arousal. He stared at you with dark, primal eyes.

“Do you like that, pet?” You mewled. “I know you do. I can hear it in your pretty little moans, I can feel it in the way you squeeze around my fingers…”

“It feels so good,” you sighed, nodding and allowing your hips to seek him out.

He buried his face between your legs again, pulling a leg over his shoulder as he did. His tongue flicked at your clit and drove you insane, worse when he sucked in it. It was not long before you were begging him to let you come, and he didn't deny you. He wanted to taste all of you, conquer all of you.

"Come, darling. Let go for me. Let me taste you,” he urged, curling his fingers and rubbing at your clit with his thumb. Your body shuddered as you clenched tightly around his fingers, a moan slipping from your lips as you gasped. His hot tongue lapped against you, dipping inside of you to collect everything you gave to him. He grasped your thigh to keep you still as he kept you spread for him, loving every moment of being on his knees for you and watching you come undone.

“Good girl,” he praised. “Look at you. So beautiful.”

You carded your fingers through his hair as you came down, taking a breath and smiling. “Not so bad yourself, handsome.” He raised a playful brow at you, taking hold of you as he hoisted your other leg onto his other shoulder and stood. He carried you on his shoulders like you weighed nothing, and you held onto him as you laughed, hoping he wouldn’t drop you on the way to the bed.

Klaus dropped you onto the bed, smiling down at you as he climbed over the bed and over your body and kissed you, bending down to devour your lips and add a few more bite marks and hickeys to your flesh (as if you hadn’t already received enough of them).

When you heard the sound of his belt buckle clinking, you shuddered against him and tightened your legs around his waist. He took your lip between his teeth and tried not to bite too hard before he unfastened your legs around him and turned you over onto your belly. You moaned at the idea, readjusting yourself to stand on your hands and knees as he grabbed your ass and kneaded the flesh in his hand.

He kissed your shoulder, humming to himself at the new territory he had yet to make his mark on. “I’m going to fill you now, my little pup. I’ll have you trembling before long.”

You already were as a shudder ran down your spine. “Please do.”

He smiled to himself, taking himself from his pants as he pulled down down and off his legs. You could feel his hot length pressing against your fold, sighing at the feeling as he took himself in his hand and pumped his cock twice.

When he entered you, you gasped. Your mouth fell open and your eyes rolled to the back of your head as his cock made you feel nice and full as he pushed in inch by delicious inch. “Be a good pet and moan for me,” he groaned. You clenched around his cock and felt a moan slip from your lips.

His cock slid in and out of you in long, slow strokes as he filled you to the brim. You bit down on your bottom lip, your eyes closing as you breathed a heavy sigh. As you continued to tighten around him, he grasped your waist tighter and tighter, pushing himself deep inside of you as he slowly lost a grip on his measured thrusts. A groan rumbled in his chest as he sighed. He was hardly slow or gentle as he rocked in and out of your squeezing cunt. He was paced, although his rough thrusts were not as forgiving anymore, and they left you pleading for more. You threw your head back as a stifled moan caught in your throat.

“Fuck, Klaus,” you huffed.

Rather than respond, he just bent down to press his chest to your back as his lips and teeth continued their conquest. His teeth were not as dull as he became more and more consumed by pleasure. The dull cut of his fangs grazed the skin of your back.

The pleasure echoed off your bones just as your sounds echoed off the walls of the bedroom. Your open mouth was unrestrained with noise of lust and passion. The arousal was leaking down your flesh, painting the insides of your thighs like a canvas, offering a generous lather of paint to the space. His cock spearing into you made the dirtiest sounds—skin on skin, wet against wet.

You fist the sheets as he fucked you. One of his arms wrapped around your waist, holding you tightly as he pulled you back to meet his thrusts. Your legs were a trembling mess, your arms were slowly dwindling in the strength they needed to hold you up. You lost track of your moans, you could hardly hear yourself begging Klaus to keep going.

"More," you begged, despite the loss of breath in your lungs, despite the haze of your mind. You chased the pleasure, pleading for it to swallow you whole as you took all that he gave you. "Please, more." He cursed under his breath.

He braced one hand next to your head as you reached out to grab it. His breath was loud in your ear, full of broken moans disguised as heavy grunts.

"I like you begging," he purred in your ear.

You clenched around him, whimpering at the feeling of his cock keeping you full as his hips thrust into you. "Please let me cum, Klaus," you moaned. "I need it, feels so good. Please."

He hummed deeply, satisfied with your pleas as he smiled. "Very well, then," he said, his thrusts becoming a little rougher and his hands gripping you a little tighter. You nearly cried out when his finger found your clit, pressing down and rubbing rhythmically as he worked to push you over the edge.

You were getting so close, addicted to the passionate rock of his cock inside you. Your pussy fluttered as you grew nearer and nearer to your release. You could tell he was close too, with the way his breaths become moans, the way his thrusts become a little bit more erratic.

“Klaus,” you gasped. “Klaus, please. Gonna cum!”

He kept going, his breath fast and deep. "Cum for me, love." His thumb moved quicker, and the sparks went wild in your belly. You moaned deeply as you squeezed around his cock, your breath stuck in your throat for a moment as your orgasm washed over you.

He gripped you tighter by the hips, moaning at the feeling of your pussy fluttering around him as you clenched his cock in a snug fit inside you. He cursed under his breath, burying his head in the crook of your neck. You felt his sharp fangs graze your skin, teasing your flesh for a moment as he kept rocking into you. With a few rough thrusts of his hips, he buried his cock as far inside of you as he could go as he came.

Your vision blurred and you gasped when his teeth sunk into your skin, piercing your flesh and burning in your veins like a fierce ecstasy. He groaned roughly as he spilled inside of you, rutting his hips a couple more times as he rode out his high.

He pulled away from you, kissing the bite mark Imprinted into your skin as he claimed you with much more than a simple love bite. He sighed deeply, a pleased hum slipping past his lips before he pulled out of you.

You sat back on your knees as you caught your breath, bringing your hand to your shoulder where he'd buried his teeth. "Did you claim me?" you asked, looking up at him in surprise.

He disappeared one moment and reappeared in the next, a damp cloth in his hand as he rounded you once more. He wrapped an arm around you from behind and kissed your neck again, licking the skin and taking it between his teeth once more.

"You're mine," he whispered.

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justlostinautumn · 29 days

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Request: Love Sick!

@catmikaelson20 asked: hello, could you make a request for klaus where he is madly in love with the reader and is courting her and everyone makes fun of him because with the others he is an idiot and around him he basically follows her like a puppy and grabs anything to please her🥰🥰

Klaus normally gets what he wants. Women and men normally fall at his feet craving his attention, but Y/N wasn’t like that and he was happy about that. He had made it his mission to make her his. He was going to court her, he didn’t care the lengths he had to go to win her favour, but what he did know was that he was going to win it.

Klaus had decided that it would be Y/N or no one else. So, he decided that he would begin the courting process. He knew that it would take time, but he has all the time in the world.

Klaus decided to start off simple and thought it would be best to be friends. Getting to know one another and spending time together. Y/N loved spending time with Klaus, he was always so open about talking about everything he had seen and experience. Whereas, Stefan just wanted to bury it away like his nature and Damon would always make some wisecrack joke about his past. Y/N found herself spending more time around Klaus and his family and getting to know them. Spending time with them felt undramatic and simple, it didn’t feel like there was another drama around the corner and she was happy about that.

The more time they spent together to more often Klaus would bring her gifts like her favourite flowers and chocolates. But, sometimes it was the simple things like her favourite coffee or a small sketch of her. Without fail it would make her blush and she couldn’t help the smile that would invade her face.

It wasn’t just Y/N that he won over but also her family, his easy charm and manners won them over. They enjoyed watching him with their daughter and how kind and caring he is about her.

When it came to the ball, Klaus got her a stunning dress and requested that she saved him a dance. Y/N wasn’t planning on attending the Ball but she couldn’t refuse him. She loved it and felt like a princess the whole evening even though she had no clue what her friends had planned for the Mikaelson’s. It was Damon and Stefan who had noticed how his focus had gone solely onto Y/N.

Rebekah and Kol were watching as Klaus filled a basket with treats and gifts.

“Nik what are you doing?” Rebekah asked with a raised brow.

“Y/N is ill and I thought that I would make her a hamper with all the things she likes to make her feel better.” Klaus answered as he was putting the finishing touches on it.

“Look at you Niklaus all domesticated.” Kol grinned manically at his brother.

“Shut it Kol.” Klaus glared at his little brother.

“I didn’t know you could do something so selfless.” Rebekah looked at her brother in shock.

“Well, I have my moments.” Klaus huffed picking up the basket and left quickly leaving behind two highly amused siblings.

Rebekah found it funny watching her love sick brother who refused to love anyone follow after her like a puppy. All she can say is that she is glad that it wasn’t someone like Caroline Forbes.

Elijah found it refreshing to see his brother like this he had always said that love is a vampire's greatest weakness and now to see him fawning over someone was amusing.

Finn watched on in shock, but soon found it as amusing as his siblings especially in moments when Y/N wouldn’t give him the time of day.

Kol found it hilarious. Kol’s favourite thing is to flirt aggressively with Y/N and also to take up as much of her time as he can to make Klaus jealous.

Y/N decided that she wanted to go to the Grill for a little while and Klaus found out and decided to join her. Damon, Stefan, Caroline and Elena were also there and they watched as Klaus followed Y/N like a lost puppy.

“Oh look it’s the puppy.” Damon grinned, receiving a fierce glare from Klaus and a low snarl making the group all flinch back at the sound, before Klaus quickly brought his attention back to Y/N and melted under her smile. The group watched in mild awe at how different Klaus was with her compared to others. When Y/N leaves after a call from her parents, Damon makes his way next to him. “I didn’t know the big bad Hybrid was all soft for some girl.” Damon grinned amused.

“Have care how you talk about Y/N.” Klaus glared at what Damon said.

“Ohhh, what hitting a nerve with the puppy?” Damon grinned amused.

“Just because you two seem doomed to always want each others girl doesn’t mean we all have to fall at her feet.” Klaus snaps at the two who where taken aback by his words.

Stefan likes to tease him about when they were werewolf hunting and he was continuously asking about her.

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imyourbratzdoll · 3 months

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𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒕?

hello, just thought I’d write something small for someone I haven’t written yet.

summary - you didn’t care that he had killed many, you were to challenge him.

You glare at the Original Hybrid, his eyes golden and his teeth bared. Your brow raised as you barely give two fucks. “Go on.” You speak in a low, but chilling voice as you step closer. “Bare your teeth at me.” Your feet move, getting closer to the beast. You stand toe-to-toe with him and whisper threateningly. “I’ll pull them out. One by one.”

It was the first time Klaus had felt true fear and admiration all at once.

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writing-the-stars · 1 year

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Mikaelson Ball (Klaus)

Pairing: Klaus Mikaelson x Fem!Reader

Summary: You attend the Mikaelson Ball, but not with who you expected.

Warnings: Angst (You Know I Have To Slip It In There), Fluffy Ending, Typical Mischievous Kol, Slight Caroline Slander, Klaus Being Idiotic. Let Me Know If I Forgot Something

Word Count: 3.4k (My longest one yet!)

A/N: Hey guys! This has been sitting in my drafts for a while now and I thought it was about time I shared it with you all. Obviously, this was inspired by the iconic Mikaelson Ball episode, Dangerous Liaisons, and I had a lot of fun writing this one shot. As always, thank you all so much for reading! I truly appreciate it and I hope you all enjoy! Feel free leave a comment or submit a travel request. Have a wonderful day!

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Despondently, you stand on the balcony of the Mikaelson residence, looking out at the lightly illuminated forest before you. Morosely sipping on the champagne in your hand, you wonder how you had gotten to feel so foolish this evening. Had you read too much into the flirtatious rapport you and Klaus maintained?

When he invited you to his family’s ball, you thought it was his way of finally asking you on a date after months spent charming you, but you are beginning to see that was an erroneous assumption. The Mikaelson had not spared one glance at you all evening, instead devoting all of his attention to a young blonde you now have an unfair disdain for.

While there is clearly a significant class distinction between you and his family, was it preposterous to assume that the continual late-night visits and luxurious gifts he bestowed you with symbolized more than the bonding between friends? Perhaps it truly is just custom to the upper echelon. Finishing off your glass, you contemplate if you should just go home early and save yourself from any further embarrassment.

“Not much of a party person are you, darling?”

You spin around, startled by the sudden intrusion– hand clutching at your chest, willing your frantically beating heart to calm. “You scared me,” you announce to the interloper, relief filling you as you take in the sight of a handsome brunet– his dark eyes alight with mischief. The corners of his lips lift into a wicked grin, sending a rush of excitement to your abdomen. “My apologies,” he states, kissing the knuckles of your hand, “I don’t believe we’ve met. Kol Mikaelson.”

Your eyes widen at the revelation of his name, recognizing him to be one of Klaus’s many siblings. “Might I add, you look radiant tonight,” the Mikaelson continues with a charismatic smile, his eyes devouring every inch of your body. A light blush paints your cheeks. At least someone noticed.

“Thank you. I see you’re just as charming as your brother.”

The brunet frowns at your statement and you realize he must not know the connection. “I’m Y/N, Klaus’s friend,” you introduce yourself– the word tugging at the seams of your heart. You despise how reckless you were, taking the hybrid’s flirty nature to heart, especially now seeing how flirtatious his brother is. It is clearly within the nature of the family to be so winsome and you fell for it, developing feelings that will be nearly impossible to get over. Your propensity to fall in love too easily has yet again damned you to heavy heartache.

“Ah, so you’re the pretty little thing that has captured my brother’s attention,” Kol acknowledges, causing a bitter chuckle to fall from your lips.

“No, I am afraid that position belongs to someone else,” you inform the younger Mikaelson, his brows drawing in confusion. You don’t allow him much time to ponder as you begin moving towards the inside of the manor, announcing your departure as you have opted not to torture yourself any longer.

“Wait,” the vampire stops you, grabbing at your wrist, “Stay. At least allow me a dance.”

You contemplate his offer, not wanting to linger around the manor any longer, but also having dedicated so much time to prep yourself for the ball, it would be a shame to let most of that effort go to waste. Besides, when is the next time you would have the opportunity to attend such a glamorous event? Reluctantly, you agree to Kol’s proposal, emphasizing you were staying for a singular dance.

The Mikaelson smiles devilishly at you, “Perfect.” He offers out his arm and you accept it, allowing him to lead you into the grand room where he tells you to wait for him at the bottom of the steps.

A voice rings out from the stairs you just descended, garnering the attention of Mikaelsons’ guests. You watch the family gather on the beautifully decorated stairway, awed by their beauty. Each member had their own unique allure that demanded your attention– none more so than that of Niklaus Mikaelson. The suit– perfectly tailored to accentuate his physical build– was a sharp contrast to the typical Henley and jeans you see the Mikaelson wear. His mussed curls were brushed back highlighting the delicate beauty of his face. His physicality combined with the effortless, smug way he carried himself had you wanting to swoon. Your envy of the blonde deepens as your heart aches, longing for nothing more than to be by his side.

As if feeling your desire, for the first time this evening, Klaus’s gaze flits to yours and the hybrid is left mystified. He always thought you a true beauty, but to see it accentuated so magnificently left him speechless. His eyes linger, longer than he intended as he takes in the sight of you, hoping to burn the image in his mind. Pride swells in his chest as he takes note of the silver pendant dangling from your neck– the one he gave you a week ago. One of his most valued treasures.

You feel vulnerable under the intensity of his gaze, tearing your eyes away as the emotion swarming in you becomes too much to handle. You find Kol whose gaze is already waiting for you. He sends you a perilous wink, provoking his older brother’s ill temper.

“Welcome. Thank you for joining us,” the Mikaelson sibling announces to his guests for the evening, commanding the grand room.

“You know, whenever my mother brings our family together like this, it’s tradition for us to commence the evening with a dance.”

Unknowingly, your eyes drift back to Klaus, watching as he stands with his family in all of his grandeur. Visibly distinct from his siblings as his neck is adorned in white rather than the typical black bowtie of his siblings– a symbol of just how exceptional he is.

"Tonight's pick is a centuries-old waltz, so if all of you could please find yourselves a partner, please join us in the ballroom."

The room erupts with excited chatter as you stifle a groan. Your luck would have it that the one dance you agree to is a centuries-old waltz you have never performed before. Is it not bad enough that you have to deal with the self-humiliation of misreading all of Klaus’s advances, but now you will have to face an additional layer of public humiliation?

Kol is quick to meet you at the bottom of the stairs, as promised, holding his arm out for you. Reluctantly, you wrap your arm around his, confessing your inexperience as he leads you into the grandiose ballroom, lining up with the other dancers. “Don’t worry, darling. Follow my lead and you will be fine,” he reassures, smiling down at you with that devilish grin– oddly bringing you comfort.

The gentle strumming of a guitar begins as the two of you walk forward in time with the music– hands crossed in front of each other’s. Following Kol’s lead, you take another step forward, turning to face the line opposite of you. Sneaking a glance at the Mikaelson you love, you are alarmed by the animosity in his leer. You instinctively draw yourself closer to the younger Mikaelson as if his presence could protect you from Klaus’s enmity. Curious by your sudden action, Kol follows your gaze, finding the malevolent glare of his older brother– a devious grin plastering his face.

Due to the irksome rule his mother set in place of keeping peace with the people of Mystic Falls, Kol has been forced to find his amusement in other ways, like using his brother’s new plaything to make the hybrid jealous. His goal is to see how long his brother will allow him to seduce you before he snaps and causes a scene. He knows he’s playing a dangerous game, but Kol has always been enticed by danger.

A gasp escapes your lips as you are unexpectedly spun by the brunet– unprepared for the sudden movement. “Relax, darling,” Kol whispers in your ear, taking note of how stiff you are. You breathe deeply, letting the breath settle all of your nerves as you slowly give your trust over to the vampire. As instructed, you follow Kol’s lead allowing him to waltz you in a circle, traveling around the ballroom. You are quick to realize that the steps of the waltz are quite repetitive and, after a while, take no effort for you to enact. All the while, whispers of jokes and compliments have you truly relax in the Mikaelson’s arms as you giggle at his antics.

From across the room, Klaus surveys the two of you lividly. The one thing he asked of his siblings tonight was to leave you alone, and yet, there his brother was twirling you around the ballroom. He knows Kol is doing this to anger him, but he can’t help satisfying his brother’s childish urge to incense him when he watches how close the two of you are becoming. That same dazzling smile you greet him with every night is now being given to his infernal younger brother. That captivating laugh that softened the hardest parts of him was now in response to his pestilent younger brother. Those decadent curves he’s been waiting to run his hands over were now being held by his soon-to-be-dead younger brother. The hybrid begrudgingly tears his eyes away from the scene, knowing that if he does not distract himself soon, a spectacle will be made. So, he returns his attention to the blonde vampire in his arms and continues to charm her as all part of his master plan.

As you continue the steps, Kol leans in to whisper in your ear once more. Instead of the humorous observation you were expecting, he tells you, “This is the part where I leave you.”

You are not allowed time to react before you are spun out of the vampire’s arms into those of another Mikaelson sibling. As soon as the older Mikaelson’s arm wraps around you, you continue the repetitive steps, traveling in the opposite direction.

“You must be Y/N,” he speaks and you provide a nod of confirmation. “And you are?” you ask of the vampire– unsure of which Mikaelson brother you are speaking with now.

“Forgive me. I assumed with how special you are to Niklaus he would have informed you about the rest of his family. I am Elijah.”

An uncontained scoff exits your lips and the Original questions his previous statement, “Did I say something wrong?”

“It’s just that you’re the second sibling to say that to me, and yet, Klaus has not spoken to me all night.”

Elijah’s lips purse at the statement– curious as to why his brother neglected you when he made it very clear you were to remain off limits due to your status in his life. He is even more perplexed when he takes note of the pendant on your neck– a highly valuable item his brother accrued. Klaus swore that pendant would only grace the neck of the woman he deemed exemplary enough to wear it.

Nothing else of substance is exchanged between you and Elijah and the dance soon draws to an end. Bowing as you depart, Kol is by your side in an instant– arm being placed delicately on your shoulder.

“You are playing a dangerous game, Kol,” Elijah forewarns his younger brother, doing nothing to dissuade the mischievous Mikaelson.

“I’m sure I don’t know what you mean, brother. I’m just keeping Y/N company.”

Kol takes your arm, leading you away from his sibling and the rest of the ball. Unseen by you as you walk towards the front of the manor, Kol passes by the infuriated hybrid, taunting him with a wink. The seemingly trivial action pushes Klaus over the edge, having him lurch toward his treacherous brother– ready to tear out his liver. Fortunately for the younger Mikaelson, Finn had already anticipated his ill-tempered brother’s reaction and put a stop to any harm that would be done to Kol.

“You didn’t have to walk me to my car, Kol. Thank you,” you state to the vampire once you reach the old Camry that has been with you since your high school graduation.

“Mother would be furious if she found out I let a lady walk to her car alone.”

You smile up at the Mikaelson brother who kept you company for the duration of your evening. Thankful to him for unknowingly saving you from your own humiliation, you give the brunet a quick peck on the cheek, sending a streak of envy through the lurking hybrid waiting to have a moment alone with you.

“Well, tell your mother she throws a lovely ball. And thank you for the dance, it turned out to be quite nice.”

The two of you part ways– Kol leaving a final kiss on your knuckles. You rummage through the small purse you brought with you, looking for your keys, when a new voice calls out to you– one you ironically dread to hear.

“Leaving so soon? And without a goodbye.”

You turn to face Klaus, a dashing smile on his face, eyes shining with innocence as if he had done nothing wrong. “Saying goodbye implies that we even said hello in the first place,” you tell the hybrid rather bitterly, returning your attention to the retrieval of your keys.

“You’re mad at me,” he informs you as if you couldn’t figure out your own emotions. You don’t dignify him with a response, grabbing your keys and attempting to get in your car. “Come on, love. Talk to me,” Klaus pushes, further stoking your irritation with him.

“Oh, you mean like how you talked to me this evening after you were the one who invited me. Forgive me if I’m not overjoyed to see you after having been ignored,” you hiss at the Mikaelson. While you are aware you can’t fault him for your own romantic presumption, you can be angry that he invited you to an event and refused to speak. Klaus’s nostrils flare. How dare you be angry with him after you spent the evening romancing with his brother.

“Well, maybe if you weren’t so preoccupied fawning over my brother, I would have had the opportunity.” A humorless laugh leaves your lips.

“Me? Fawning? If anyone was doing any fawning tonight, it would be you with your pretty blonde date. Kol was there keeping me company while you were off galavanting with her, so don’t even try to make me out to be the villain. The only reason I even came here tonight was because you invited me. Had I known I was gonna end up being pawned off to your brother I would have stayed home! I thought this was a date, Klaus. I thought you were inviting me to be your date to the ball. Clearly, I was mistaken, so you do not get to play the victim here.”

Klaus does nothing but stare– the two of you too furious to have a productive conversation. You shake your head in incredulity at his behavior, having nothing left to say, and get into your car. How dare he be angry with you? And for what, dancing with his brother? He certainly lacked any intention of dancing with you himself. What did he expect? For you to show up and decorate the walls with your presence. The audacity of that man. You continue your rage as you drive back to your home, only relaxing once you feel the stream of hot water on your skin.

You exit your bathroom, towel wrapped tightly around your body as you shiver from the sharp temperature change. The warmth that encased you from your steamy shower becoming replaced by the chilly air of your drafty bedroom. You look towards your open bedroom window as a gust of cold air breezes by you– eyes rolling in annoyance. Typically, you leave your window open so Klaus can come in for his nightly visits, but you are in no mood to speak to the infuriating hybrid. You doubt he’ll be dropping by this evening anyway.

“Was that meant to keep me out, love?”

A frightened gasp escapes you as you quickly turn around, meeting a pair of familiar blue eyes. “You know, just because you’re a vampire and can move in silence, doesn’t mean you have to,” you scold the hybrid standing in your bedroom– back in his typical Henley and jeans. Your hand rests over your heart, willing it to recover from the scare.

He chuckles, amused by the oblivion of humans, “Ah, mortals. I forget how frightful you lot can be.” You roll your eyes at the Mikaelson, ignoring his apathetic statement. “What do you want, Klaus,” you harshly demand, tugging the towel closer to your body. He sighs, annoyed by your loitering emotions, “We’re still angry I see.”

“I am really not in the mood for this, so if you could kindly leave my house, that would be greatly appreciated.”

You turn your back on the hybrid, moving toward your dresser, hoping that he will be gone by the time you turn back around.

“I came here to apologize, love,” the Mikaelson admits, stilling your movements. If there was one thing you learned about Niklaus Mikaelson through all of the stories he shared, it was that he NEVER apologizes. “What,” you question, turning to face the hybrid, uncertain you heard him correctly.

“I’ve recently had a bit of a heart-to-heart and I realize that you are right.”

You sink to the foot of your bed– your brain having trouble processing the information it is being presented. “Okay,” you breathe, unsure of what else to say.

“I fancy you, Y/N.”

“Then why-”

“Caroline is just a mere distraction,” Klaus responds, having anticipated your next question, “You don’t live to be a thousand years old without acquiring a few enemies over the years. If anyone were to discover my feelings for you, they would use you as leverage. By devoting my attention to Caroline, she becomes the target while you remain safe. She means absolutely nothing to me.”

Silence hovers between the two of you as you analyze the gravity of this new information. All those nights you spent exchanging stories and laughing until sunrise were just as equally treasured by Klaus as by you. The flowers, the drawings, the jewelry, the little moments of silence, and the shared moments of vulnerability all were valued, all were cherished just as fondly. Your bond with the Original Hybrid had not been imagined, had not been one-sided. A smile graces your lips at this revelation. He cared for you– enough to put someone else’s life at risk. To parade around feigning love for someone so that you remained unharmed. Not only did that seem unfair to the girl, Caroline, but ironically idiotic for one of the most intelligent men you knew.

“Klaus, this has to be one of the stupidest things you have ever done,” you chuckle at the hybrid’s plan, “Rather than just confess your feelings for me, you opt to pretend to be in love with someone else so that I’m safe? You couldn’t have thought that would work.”

He frowns at your laughter– not expecting the conversation to go this way. In fact, this whole evening went rather unexpectedly for the Mikaelson. He had envisioned how the night was supposed to go, all everyone had to do was act accordingly. Now he is beginning to see not everyone is a pawn he can so easily move around.

“Yes, well, I had your safety in mind. The details were irrelevant.”

Your laughter echoes around the confines of your bedroom amused by his poor plan conceptualization. Klaus would be irritated by your laughter had it not become something he is obsessed with. And while you may think of his plan as silly and moronic, he knows how successful it was at keeping you safe, and that is all that mattered to him.

“I’m glad that you’re amused, love. May I be forgiven now?”

You smile up at Klaus unable to resist the charm of that smile. Walking towards the hybrid– the man that you adore– you bring your lips to his, finally fulfilling all of your fantasies. “I’ll consider that a yes,” the Mikaelson chuckles as you break away from the long-anticipated kiss.

"Put me through that again and I'll ram a stake so far up your-"

"Noted, love."

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Fluff alphabet for yandere Klaus mikaelson x fem omega reader

A - Affectionate

Klaus is really affectionate with you as his mate, he literally always is close, giving you attention and love. Sometimes it can become a bit much and overwhelming but you get use to it fast and come to ask for more sometimes.

B - Bloodlust

Since he started dating you, Klaus got more in control of his violent tendencies. Yet, your hybrid does sometimes loose it and get out of control. He does still feel the need to show others how ruthless he can be and by consequences, blood and death still occurs.

C - Cruel

Klaus is not cruel or violent with you, he treats you like a queen. He his soft and gentle with you, nothing but loving. With the other however...he isn't the nicest person, especially if they try to convince you that he isn't a good person or try to separate the both of you. He won't hesitate to kill them of make them suffer.

D - Devoted

Niklaus is nothing if not devoted completely to you. When he found you, the hybrid gave himself to you and he promised to himself that you'll always be his first priority. He lives only to protect and make you happy.

E - Efforts

Klaus is putting a lot of effort in your relationship. He is trying to be a better man for you, he is doing everything he can do be the best version of himself for your future children.

F - Fearless

Well hum I think we all know Klaus fears practically nothing...well apart from loosing you. He is terrified to loose you or to see you hurt, luckily he doesn't fear death and he would do anything to keep you safe.

G - Game

Your relationship is absolutely not a game for him, Klaus take it really seriously. He would never play with your emotions or feelings.

H - Humanity

Niklaus knows how humanity is important even if he lost his a long time ago. You are a wolf but aren't an hybrid like him. He won't push you to become one if it is not 1000% what you desire.

I - Intense

Niklaus can be pretty intense when he want. His personality is quite complicated to cope with and even if you love him more than anything sometimes his attitude and way of acting makes you think of a child and you feel exasperated.

J - Jealous

He is jealous of every man you give attention to that isn't him. He doesn't share and he doesn't allow you to be alone with other man. Klaus made it clear that you belonged to him and that nobody else's could touch you but himself.

K - Kink

Klaus kink are multiples but what he loves the most is to drink your blood. He is crazy about the taste of it and he keep asking you for it. Sometimes when he drink from you, he even love to paint on your naked body your own blood.

L - Loyalty

He is your alpha and you are his omega mate, their is no way he will even think about looking for someone else. He will stay loyal and dedicated to you for the rest of his immortal life.

M - Manipulative

It's Klaus...he is a manipulative brat what do you want me to say. Their is moment when he doesn't want you to go see your friends because he doesn't like them or he just asked something of you and you had the unforgiving audacity to say no...well he will manipulate you to do exactly what he want and even sometime will threaten the life of the people you love...only when the situation is really bad but still. Let's just say that you learned to never say no to him.

N - Need

Klaus is an alpha male so he doesn't feel has needy that you do when your in heat. However, even if he doesn't say it out loud your mate does crave and need you...a lot.

O - Obsession

Oh god, well he is certainly more than obsessed with you. He is sickly mad about you and he would become crazy if something was to happen to you. Your scent, your voice and body is overwhelming for him and you are his favorite obsession.

P - Patient

He normally isn't a really patient man but with you surprisingly he is really really tolerant and patient. Maybe it is because of his never ending love for you but when you do something that would normally piss him off, he just tell you not to do it again and kiss you on the head.

Q - Quick

Well, Klaus is defenetly the type of man that doesn't like to wait for the thing he wants. Therefore, he often have the reflex to push thing a bit to get them faster. Like the first I love you, the first kiss of the first time he breeds you. It's important to understand however, that he never pushed you to do things you didn't wanted or wasn't ready for. Klaus kept it respectful toward you.

R - Regrets

Klaus have a lot of regrets in life but you certainly aren't one of them. He have no regrets regarding meeting you or falling in love with you. You are the best thing that ever happen to him.

S - Submit

Niklaus Mikaelson never submit to no one...apart from you. He is the one in control and the one that is the alpha but he does sometime allow himself to submit to you, his queen for the time of a night.

T - Trusting

He trust you more that he trust his siblings. Klaus could put his life at stake knowing you were the one holding it. He love you more than anything and you are the only person he knows he can have faith and trust in.

U - Urges

He have a lot of them that concerns you. Like the urges to protect you and make sure you are safe always. He have the urge to make you his often to, he feels like he need to make sure you remember who you belong to.

V - Violent

Your alpha doesn't allow himself to show you how violent he actually really can be. You know that Klaus can be very ruthless and terrifying sometimes but he never really go at his worst when you are aside of him. After all, your hybrid would hate knowing you think of him as a monster.

W - Worried

He is always worried sick when you are not with him. He is scared some of his enemies could get to you and hurt you. He is quite often scared that you might change your mind about being with him and leave him.

X- X-ray

Niklaus is crazy about your body and how sexy you are. He loves all of you, he think that you look like a goddess and the hybrid can't stop painting you in his art room. You are his only inspiration and he says that even his painting aren't good enough to show your real glory.

Y - Yearning

Klaus yearn for you all the time. He is yearning the taste of your soft skin and the sound of your voice when you aren't with him. He need and desire the feeling of your lips against his and the soft but so enjoyable feeling of your body against his.

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honeybear-yammy · 1 year

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"Just One More, Love."

Warnings: cursing, smut, daddy kink, p in v, unprotected sex, squirting

Pairings: Klaus Mikaelson x Female Hybrid Reader

Summary: In which Klaus is insistent on Y/N squirting.

Kinktober Day 15 - Squirting

"Come on, just one more, love." He said as he thrusted into you. You moaned out loudly as Klaus continued his brutal pace, thrusting his cock into your already abused pussy. You cried out and shoved your face into your pillow as he continued to fuck you the same way. You rested your cheek on the pillow, resting your head on the left side so you could breathe.

"Fuck, I love this pussy." Klaus said as he groaned. You moaned with him as he continued to fuck him, his pace somehow getting even faster than it was before. "Oh fuck!" You moaned out as you felt your stomach begin to clench. You could feel a knot growing in the bottom of your stomach and you knew that your orgasm would be approaching soon.

"Fuck- daddy!" You moaned out. "What is it, love?" He said breathlessly as he continued to fuck you hard. You tried to get your words out but you couldn't. All you could do was just lay there and moan out, unable to form any words at all.

Klaus began to slow down his pace a little so you could speak to him. "I said, what is it, love?" He asked. "I- I'm gonna cum!" You moaned out loudly. You could feel a familiar knot brewing in the bottom of your stomach and you knew for a fact that you were going to cum any second now.

"Oh yeah? Does my baby have to cum?" Klaus asked with a smirk before moaning out himself. You nodded desperately as he continued to fuck you. He smirked and slapped your ass roughly before grabbing the now sensitive skin in his hand. "Come on then, cum, cum for daddy." He said.

With that your eyes rolled back and your whole body trembled as the coil inside of you finally snapped causing a scream to tear through your throat as you gushed hard all over your boyfriends dick. Klaus had came the same time you did, his cum painting your gummy walls. He stopped his thrusts and looked down to where the two of you were connected before a smirk danced across his lips.

"I- what? What is it?" You asked breathlessly as you attempted to catch your breath. "Fuck baby, you squirted." Klaus said with a smirk as he looked back up at you. You sat up on your elbows and saw the mess that you made causing your cheeks to burn up, your face turning as red as a tomato.

He smirked before leaning over to kiss your lips softly. "Don't be embarrassed, love. It was so fucking hot." Klaus said. "And it was so hot that I intend on making you do it again and again." He said with a smirk before winking at you. It was going to be a very long night.

Author's Note: tysm for reading!

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Eavesdropping | Klaus Mikaelson x reader

Requested by anon / Summary: Klaus overhears you confess your true feelings toward him.

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You stood at the sink, scrubbing away at the dirty dishes, phone between your cheek and shoulder as you talk to one of your girlfriends. There would be a birthday party thrown in honor of another friend and currently she was trying to pursued you into taking a date.

“I don’t have someone I can take as my date,”

“yes you do! What about that blonde hunk always hanging around you? I’ve seen the way he looks at you.”

You glance over your shoulder, making sure no one was home. The house was full of silence, “Klaus?” You ask, turning back to the dishes, “He.. he’s just a friend.”

“He is not! Girl, he is in love with you! No doubt.”

You softly sigh, “Well, if he would admit it, that would be fantastic. I’ve only been in love with him for 2 years now.”

“2 years?!”

“Yes! 2 whole years. He’s always been so hot and cold about me. I’ve never known his true feelings and I never wanted to overstep my boundaries and make things awkward. That’s the worst thing I could do.”

“Maybe now’s the time you should tell him. If I can see he’s in love with you, that has to be how he feels for you. Klaus would be dumb not to admit his true feelings for you. You’re a catch and he’d be lucky to have you!”

You drop your tone to only a mumble, “He’s so hot, y/f/n. and I am completely in love with him.” You groan, “I mean beautifully hot. Just.. his body is sculptured like a god. He has such a kind heart, even if he’s shown other people something completely opposite. He’s absolutely perfect.”

Unbeknownst to you, he’d walked into the kitchen, stopping in the door way to listen in on your conversation. He’d overheard his name over the phone and pondered what you two could be talking about. He was not expecting to hear what he did come out of your mouth.

He can’t help but smirk, “who’s absolutely perfect?”

Your body jumped at his voice, your phone dropping into the suds filled sink as you turn to face him, “Klaus!” You pressed a wet and sudsy hand over your heart.

He chuckles softly, stepping into the kitchen, “I didn’t mean to scare you. I only just walked in.”

You catch your breath, “So you didn’t hear the conversation?”

He shakes his head, “only the last part.” He pulls your phone from the sink, “this is a tragedy.” He holds your ruined phone in his hands, setting it aside, “Don’t worry love I’ll buy you a new one.”

“Considering it was your fault for scaring me!” You playfully hit him in the chest, leaving suds on his maroon shirt. You face the sink once more to finish the last few dishes.

He steps around you to walk away, a soft smirk on his face as he watches you for a moment, before whispering in your ear, “I’m very fond of hearing you speak of my body as being.. what was it you said? sculptured like a god?”

Your body went stiff flushing with embarrassment; he had overheard your conversation. “Klaus-”

Busted. By the time you’d turn around to face him, he was already exiting the kitchen.

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babeydollx · 1 year

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"Just One More, Love."

Warnings: cursing, smut, daddy kink, p in v, unprotected sex, squirting

Pairings: Klaus Mikaelson x Female Hybrid Reader

Summary: In which Klaus is insistent on Y/N squirting.

Author's Note: tysm for reading!

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a-writer-on-elm-street · 1 year

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Good evening!

How are you doing?

May i request Klaus Mikaelson with Female!Reader,

She's a old witch (800 something) stubborn, powerful, verypretty and they meet again in New Orleans after not seeing eachother for centuries and well, their reunion get smutty in Klaus's workshop wooops 👀

Thank you! Have a lovely day! And feel free to makes some changes as you go! 💕

a/n: thank you so much for the request, i'm so sorry for the wait i've just been really busy trying to get through everything aha. anyway, i hope you enjoy this! <3

pairing: klaus x fem!witch!reader

warnings: smut, oral sex (m receiving), choking, rough sex, unprotected sex

word count: 1211

It had been centuries since you last saw him, and now there he was, effortlessly moving through the bustling crowd of New Orleans, a warm smile on his face.

You weren't sure what to do, having never anticipated you'd see the Original again, at least not in such a setting as this.

As you watched him move through the crowd, his skin practically glowing in the sun, you noticed he looked happy. His eyes seemed to have been stripped of all the anger he once carried in them.

You weren't going to be the first one to make a move, but you weren't exactly going to let him slip away from you either, so as he began walking down the street, you followed him.

It wasn't long until you had followed him into what seemed to be a workshop, and all the while you had been practicing what you would say in your head. You wanted to seem unbothered by his presence, as though you had never noticed his absence.

Yet here you were, hiding on the other side of the wall, your stomach doing somersaults at the mere thought of actually approaching him.

"I know you're there, (y/n)." Klaus's voice suddenly came, startling you. "There's no need to hide away, you know. I don't bite." You could practically hear the smirk that accompanied that last sentence.

"Who ever said I was hiding?" You countered, coming out from behind the wall and entering the workshop to find him grinning at you. This was not the same Klaus you had left all those years ago. "For all you know this is an attack."

He just chuckled, his mouth still twisted into a smirk. "I think we both know you would never try to attack me."

You both stood in silence then, your skin seemingly ablaze as you stared him down. You had nothing more to say, yet you couldn't seem to move yourself from this spot.

"You're looking radiant as ever, by the way." Klaus suddenly spoke, a fondness in his eyes as he looked at you. "You would never think that centuries had passed since we last spoke."

"What ever happened to you Klaus?" You answered, folding your arms across your chest. "You were insufferable the last time we were together. What changed?"

He smiled then, lowering his gaze slightly as though in thought. "I'm living in one of my favourite places in the world, where I'm free to do whatever I please, that's what happened."

"So you've gone soft." You accused, your lips forming into a smirk as you watched him.

"Oh, I can assure you love, I have not gone soft."

"Would you care to prove that?" You challenged, feeling rather confident now as you faced him.

But before anymore words could be passed across the room, he was standing in front of you in a blur, so close you could feel his hot breath on your face.

"You don't scare me, Klaus." You tried to say, although it was difficult to be assertive with him this close to you.

You didn't want him to know what he was doing to you, but from the smile playing at his lips, it seemed he had already heard your quickening heartbeat, your shallow breaths becoming caught in your throat.

"Niklaus." You breathed out when you felt his fingers brush along your forearm.

"Say that again." He whispered, and his voice sent shivers down your spine.

"Niklaus." You repeated, your breath still coming out in shallow puffs.

He leaned closer to you then, his fingers travelling further up your arm, and then he kissed you. And you swore you could've died right there. With his soft lips against yours, his fingertips curling around the back of your neck.

It was like no time had passed as your mouths molded together, Klaus never breaking the kiss as he began to push you in the direction of a nearby table.

He wasted no time in lifting you onto the wooden surface, his hips already slotting between your thighs as he pressed himself against you.

And you struggled to contain a moan as you pushed your hips into him, his hard cock pressing into you.

It shouldn't have been so easy for him to get you into this position, but there was just something about him that was so intoxicating. All these years, despite your reluctance to admit it, your body had belonged to Klaus. No matter who you were with, you'd always found your mind coming back to him. And you hated him for it.

In an attempt to gain back some control, you reached down, hastily undoing his jeans. And surprisingly, he let you.

You pushed him backwards, sliding off the surface of the table, and you soon found yourself on your knees, your hand closing around his cock.

You heard him groan at the motion, his own hands instinctively reaching down to slide into your hair.

You smiled, before closing your lips over his tip, sucking on it and eliciting yet another moan from Klaus. It truly was music to your ears, and it only spurred you on.

You took him fully into your mouth, slowly bobbing your head up and down his length, and you felt his grip tighten on your hair, his fingertips digging into your scalp. It was sensational.

"Oh, how I've missed you, love." Klaus groaned, his hips starting to lightly thrust into your mouth. "Bloody Hell."

It wasn't long until he was coming undone before you, his breath quickening and his grip on your hair tightening as you worked him towards his release.

And you felt a strong sense of pride course through you when a strangled moan ripped from his throat, his warm release running over your tongue.

You found yourself groaning as you pulled off of him, swallowing quickly with a smirk. Oh, how you loved seeing him like this.

However, your moment of control was soon over as Klaus was already dragging you to your feet, practically tossing you back onto the surface of the table as he tugged your jeans down your legs.

"I'm going to ruin you, love." He growled as he yanked your panties down, leaving you no time to prepare before he entered you.

You let out a pained moan as you instinctively reached for him, your hands finding his shoulders and gripping on for dear life as he pounded into you.

His own hand snaked up your chest, his fingers resting around your throat, and you were in pure bliss as he clenched his hand around your neck, momentarily depriving you of breath.

"Klaus." You choked, your eyes screwing shut as he continued to buck into you at a brutal pace. "Harder."

You were practically screaming his name now as he released his hold on your throat and began thrusting into you somehow even harder than before.

You belonged to him. You always would, no matter how hard you fought. And right now, with him buried deep inside you, you really didn't mind.

"Oh, how I have missed you." You whispered, clinging to him even tighter as he brought you to your release.

Klaus simply smirked before tightening his grip slightly around your throat. "And I you, love."

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Hey do you think, you could do one of the Mikaelson have a little sister like 2 years old and always what to stay with Nik and Elijah….. also she is so jealous that Camil and she do something to her and Nik tells that she is a mini me

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Flufftober, October 6th

Mikaelson little sister reader x Elijah Mikaelson x Klaus Mikaelson

Warnings: mention of blood

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You're sitting in Elijah's lap, playing with two Chelsea dolls you got some years ago, while he's on the phone with someone. It's quiet except for the sound of your big brother's voice every now and then.

It's all peaceful until Kol comes crashing into the room and sits on the ground in front of you. You tilt your head and hand him one of the dolls. "Play!" You tell him.

Kol nods and plays with you, making a horrible high-pitched voice for the doll which makes you laugh, but Elijah cringes and hopes he stops soon.

It's been ten minutes, "What the bloody hell is that horrible sound?" Klaus walks in, he clearly just got back from wherever he was. Most likely Cami, but he never discloses that information, knowing you've openly shown your dislike for her.

"Our brother's wonderful voice for a doll" Elijah sighs, putting his phone down.

"Hey! My voice is amazing!" Kol exclaims, hearing the insult and sarcasticness in Elijah's answer. "Yeah!" You cross your arms like Kol is.

"See! Y/n knows what she's talking about" Kol says as Klaus picks you up out of Elijah's lap and places you on his hip. You wrap your tiny arms around his neck and relax your head against his shoulder.

"Y/n is also two, I think you need a better defense" Klaus raises an eyebrow. "Technically she's over a thousand like all of us... I'll shut up" Kol says, seeing the looks he's getting from the big brothers.

Kol, having both dolls in his hand, places them down on the coffee table before leaving the room. He plans to go into town and create some havoc that all of his siblings (besides from you) will have a fuss about, but it'll be fun.

Later in the week, there's a party being thrown in the abboiter. It's all vampires and humans for them to feed on. Some to kill and some to compel away.

"Well, this seems to be quite the turn out" Rebekah walks over to you and Klaus, who's carrying you tightly in his arms. "Indeed it is, sister" Klaus smirks.

"Look at you all dressed up" Rebekah coos, running a hand through your hair. "I did all by my'elf" you say excitedly. You're wearing a long sleeve dark purple dress that flows out under the bodice, and matching purple glittery jelly shoes that are put on the wrong feet. But Rebekah didn't want to tell you that and make you feel bad or make you upset at yourself. You also have a couple bead bracelets on your wrists and a heart necklace that Elijah gave you that you never take off. Your daylight ring is on your right pointer finger as well.

"Well good job, beautiful girl" Rebekah kisses your forehead before noticing Cami making her way over, and leaves to go back into the crowd.

"Hey Klaus," Cami smiles. "Camille, You look beautiful" Klaus kisses her. "Mmm, thank you" she says.

You make a disgusted facial expression before facing back the other way and laying your head back on your big brother's chest. You wonder how thus girl seems to be everywhere and why she always comes up to you and your big brother. Why don't they just make her go away like other woman they have before. You don't know what happens to them, but you assume it's fine.

Your siblings make sure you're kept out of all the killing and death during your existence.

As they keep talking, you try to ignore them to the best of your abilities. How much longer, you keep thinking. You try looking for Elijah, so your other big brothers can take you away from them, but no luck. You can't seem to find him anywhere from where you're placed on Klaus' hip.

As soon as you hear her chuckle at something Klaus said, your 2 year old self gets fed up. So, you take off one of your bracelets and throw it as hard as you can at Cami's face.

Now you may be biologically two, but you're still an original vampire, and with that comes a lot of strength. The bracelet made a great slash in her pale cheek, now blood running down her face.

Klaus quickly vamps into his room with Cami and you still in his hold. He sets you down on his bed as he bites into his wrist and offers it to Cami.

As she drinks blood from his wrist, Elijah comes into the room, noticing Klaus vamping out of the courtyard with the both of you.

"What happened?" Elijah asks. You stay quiet, as you sit crisscross apple sauce on the bed, happy that Elijah's here, and even though Cami is now healed, you did something for her to stop talking. You really don't like her.

"Um, I'm fine, though I think it's time for me to go" She sighs, glancing at you before walking out of the room to go back to her apartment.

"What happened was someone decided to get a bit violent" Klaus informs him, facing you. Elijah follows his gaze, landing on your face. You have a slight smile on your face. Yay! you made Cami leave.

"Why did you hurt Camille, y/n?" Elijah walks over and crouches in front of you so you're face to face.

"Bad Cami! Don' li'e her" answer front forwardly. Elijah raises his eyebrows. It's known you're not a fan of the woman, but you've never actually said it out loud up until now.

Klaus chuckles. Elijah turns his line of sight to him, "What do you have to snicker about?"

"Oh, just the thought of y/n is slowly turning into a mini version of me" Klaus smiles and holds a thumbs up at you. You have a big grin on your face. "Niklaus, do not encourage this behavior" Elijah sighs. It's going to be a long life if this is going to keep happening regularly.

A new rule is set in place to make sure that you're never in the same room with Cami with less than one of your siblings. And that one day they can hopefully get you to like Cami and not loathe her.

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Day Thirty: Elijah Mikealson + Overstim

Elijah has been fucking you for hours now, or at least that's what it seems like to you. With his relentless thrust, he's never close and never gives up.

It had started all because you had teased him with a short dress during a family dinner with his brother and sisters. It gave little to the imagination. Thighs were on display for everyone to see, and the valley of your breasts was prominent.

Elijah's sisters had given you praises when the two of you arrived. Freya hugged you tightly and gave you a knowing look as she saw your sundress. Rebekah had embraced you just like her sister had, but when you released each other gave you a twirl of her wrist. Wanting you to show off the dress to her.

The eyes of his brothers were what you assumed pissed him off first. Klaus had raked his eyes over you when you first arrived, but Kol was handsy with his hug holding you hostage almost.

His cock had your hole bruised and swollen. "I told you that Kol was no good. I bet you just loved him touching you." He groaned. You've been shaking your head, trying to make him believe you, but he won't stop fucking you.

"I. DON"T. BELIEVE. YOU." With every word, he gave a hard and mean thrust. Skin slapping against skin, Elijah's fingers were bruised into your skin, but as much as you hated how you had gotten here.

You couldn't dare say that you didn't enjoy Elijah's rough pace and how he had his hand around your throat. You were so cock drunk on Elijah's cock that you didn't notice him reach over to the side table drawer and pull out one of your toys.

Your bright pink vibrator buzzed in his hand. Before you even notice the loud buzzing of your toy, you can feel the buzzing hit your swollen clit. "ELI… I can't>" You're so deep that you try anything to push away from the overstimulation of the vibrator. His thumb has been okay playing with your clit gently, but this is horrible. It's never-ending.

"IF you want it to stop, then you gotta cum, just one more time, baby. Cum on cock tell me you own this pretty little soaked pussy." Your head rolls back into the satin pillowcase, and your eyes roll into the back of your head as you cum around Elijah's cock. "Hmm, such a good girl…" He groans as his thrust lose their rhythm.

Elijah's head falls into the corner of your neck and shoulder when he hits his high, leaking into you. "I'm sorry, Eli," You whisper to him. He picks up his head. Hazel's eyes look into yours, "It's alright, sweetness; I might have overreacted." You smile before pressing a small kiss onto his plump lips.

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Request: Klaus NSFW Alphabet

I hope that this is everything that you wanted @catmikaelson20. I am so sorry that it took so long... I really have no excuse other than I wasn't in the right state of mind. But, I am getting better!

A = Aftercare (What are they like after sex?)

Klaus will shower or take a bath with her, allowing them to unwind together… it does sometimes lead to sex. Klaus loves unwinding in the bath with Y/N, he loves being able to run his hands over her feeling her relax against him. But, he is often inspired after sex and so after laying with Y/N, curled up with her watching her as she falls asleep. He would trace her sides feeling her soft skin allowing himself to absorb all the inspiration for his art. His favourite is when she is laying on her stomach and he can run his fingers down her spine. He would slip out of bed and set up a canvas at the end of the bed looking at her and begins to paint her curves in the moonlight often losing himself in his work. Sometimes Y/N would wake up missing his presence next to her and slips out of bed, wrapping her arms around him and snuggling her face into his back making him feel complete knowing that she sought him out.

B = Body Part (Their fav body part of theirs and yours)

Klaus loves her ass, waist, and thighs. He loves holding onto her waist and pulling her against him, he loves holding her waist when they’re having sex. He loves gripping her tight and seeing his marks on her skin knowing that he left them. He also loves feeling her ass against him whether it’s snuggled in bed or she is teasing him by leaning into him. One of his favourite things to do is spank Y/N’s ass whenever it’s in reach and she often scolds him when he finds it amusing - but, Y/N loves it even if she scolds him about it. Her loves having her thighs wrapped around his head, but he also likes having his hand resting on her thigh while he’s reading or just relaxing. He often finds himself massaging her thigh it comforts him as it reminds him that she is there with him. Y/N loves feeling his hand on her thigh especially when he squeezes it.

Y/N loves his eyes, lips/mouth, and hands. She loves how big his hands feel on her, loves the feeling of him gripping her hips and thighs. The sharp sting of him spanking her ass. Y/N often finds herself lost when looking or thinking about his eyes. It amuses Klaus greatly, but she doesn’t care if it's his blue eyes or his golden hybrid eyes. When he shows his other side she can’t help but sit on his lap and trace the veins. One thing Y/N can’t resist is his mouth and lips. Whether it’s a soft kiss on her lips, or playful nips at her neck, breasts, and thighs. The thought of his lips on her body sends thrills down her spine. During heavy make-out sessions, she often finds herself nibbling on his lip. Sometimes, Klaus will catch Y/N staring at his mouth lost in thought, and know that what is on her mind would make even the devil blush.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum, basically)

Klaus finds a lot of pleasure in watching and making Y/N cum. He loves the feeling of her cumming with him inside her, feeling her tightening around him knowing that only he can make her feel that level of pleasure. He loves going down on Y/N and feeling the tightening of her thighs around his head, he would die happily between her thighs. Klaus loves cumming on Y/N marking her as his, but the one thing he loves most is cumming in her mouth. He loves watching her swallow and even asks her to open her mouth to see if she’s swallowed it all, it sends a thrill down his spine. But, he also loves cumming in her… loves knowing he’s filled her, claiming her as his. But, truth be told Y/N is no better she adores him cumming all over her, and in her, she loves being marked and claimed by him.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

It is no secret that Klaus is possessive over Y/N. But, what few realise is that Klaus likes to make sure that his brothers hear him, especially Elijah. Y/N is his and his alone and he isn’t willing to share her with anyone, he also knows that Elijah had been looking at Y/N in a way that only he was allowed to and he wasn’t having it. Y/N wasn’t stupid, but she knew that it was something that Klaus needed. But, Y/N is as bad if not worse than Klaus when it comes to possessiveness. Only Klaus knows this. Certain people will trigger it with Y/N. People like Caroline, Hayley, and the Petrova Doppelgängers. Klaus finds it a turn-on when she threatens him with what she will do to them if they try anything. With his possessiveness, Klaus can barely keep his hands to himself when she is near and always making sure he’s marked her making sure everyone knows she belong to him. He doesn’t care who is in the room and who sees it, whereas Y/N is possessive she often says to Klaus: ‘I don’t have to be loud about it, just better.’ This has been shown multiple times when she has put people like Hayley and Caroline in their places when they’ve tried to step to Klaus.

Klaus adores and thrives on Y/N’s defiance. He loves watching her walk away after they have a fight only to chase her to remind her that she is his as much as he is hers. He loves her feisty and dominant personality and that she doesn’t just let him have his way with her that there is a fight to keep her… that he has to earn her and he finds it so much more satisfying. Because even though Klaus thrives on controlling pretty much everything he enjoys her wildness and unpredictability that she can take control and allow him that peace for him not to have the weight of the world on his shoulders.

Y/N loves seeing Klaus covered in blood there is something she can’t deny about seeing him in his element and it seems to drive her wild. Klaus adores that she loves him for all he is. Normally, it would lead them to rough and passionate sex.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Klaus has been alive for a thousand years, with lots of experience. Y/N has had some experience, but Klaus has taught her a lot… Things that she didn’t even know she’d like.

F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying)

Doggy style is one of Klaus’ favourite positions, he can grip all his favourite parts of Y/N’s body and has the perfect view of Y/N’s ass. It allows him free reign to squeeze and spank her ass. He also loved to pull her up against his chest and massaging her breasts while taking her. He enjoys doing this with her in front of a mirror making her watch as he takes her. Holding her against the wall whether it was facing him or with her face against the wall. Especially when he knows someone is on the other side knowing that he is marking her as his. Any chance to hold her against him intimately Klaus would take it.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

It is normally serious when it comes to Y/N and their mutual pleasure. There aren’t many goofy moments but when there are it is memorable, one of those moments was when they were drunk and on a romantic getaway and it was filled with laughter and pleasure.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Klaus loves to have Y/N fully groomed, he loves feeling her smooth skin under his hands, but she also loves the feel him against her skin. Klaus is equally as well groomed, Klaus likes looking his best for Y/N. He’s clean, and trimmed up… Klaus has never been one to skip on personal hygiene.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment? The romantic aspect)

Y/N is the only one who gets to see his romantic and intimate side. This is because you are one of the few people that he truly lets all his walls down around. That doesn’t mean that it is always intimate and romantic, sometimes it is just pure carnal instincts. This can be things like quickies in his office or moments of jealousy and Klaus needs to make sure she and everyone else knows that Y/N is his and no one else’s. Sometimes on rough days they sometimes just need to let it out, it’s not romantic but it is passionate. Some of their most intimate moments had been after either Klaus or Y/N had almost died or been severely injured… it is in those moments that they both want to hold the other close, Klaus likes to bury his face in Y/N’s neck just to assure himself that she is there with him, but also he’s there. Y/N finds herself both clawing at his back but also with her hands in his hair. Y/N finds herself needing to kiss him, to have his lips against hers. The kiss was slow and passionate, feeling his breath against hers as they slowly and passionately make love to one another.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation Headcanon)

This doesn’t happen too often. The only times this really happen is when Klaus and Y/N fight and she won’t let him touch her, but that doesn’t happen too often… but, the issue is that it never fully satisfies him and Y/N knows this. Because of this Klaus never lets fights last long, because there is nothing better than his Y/N. She takes pleasure in that. But, also sometimes has to travel and if Y/N can’t come with him, she’ll send him pictures and videos to tease him until he snaps and ends up coming back to her. This normally results in explosive sex.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Klaus has a breeding kink. There is something about the thought of her carrying his child that makes him literally drool. Seeing Y/N with Hope leaves him hard knowing that he wants that with her… he needs that with her. As soon as they are in their room or alone, he’s thrusting into her roughly telling her he’s going to fill her up and get her pregnant. That he’s going to mark her so that everyone knows that she is his and no one is going to able to have her the way he does. Even if they don’t know if it is possible for it to happen a second time, they don’t care. Y/N loves the feeling of Klaus cumming in her while he is fucking her, the first time she asked him to cum inside her he almost lost it. She was begging him to mark her inside and out, it turned him almost feral and since then he can’t get enough of it. Klaus also loves it when Y/N calls him Daddy or my King while he’s fucking her. Y/N often calls him my King in their everyday life, but in moments of passion, there is something about it. But, as soon as she starts moaning and whining for Daddy he’s a goner, he’s wrapped around her finger!

They both love it rough with choking, and spanking being tied up. Y/N loves when Klaus leaves bruises on Y/N’s waist and hips from where he’s gripped her tightly. But, with Klaus being all about her ass, they both love when he does butt stuff to her… she loves experimenting with Klaus doing whatever they feel like.

They both love the thrill of almost getting caught in public. Klaus loves when people who have shown an interest, attraction, or fondness to his girl (this includes people like Tyler, Damon, Stefan, and Elijah) hear or catch a glimpse of them together in the heat of the moment. It makes him a little rougher with her to show them that she is his and will always belong to him no matter what they try to do and she loves it. She can feel his possessiveness and she loves it, it reminds her that he wants her as much as she wants him.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

Loves fucking in their bed, but also his study on his desk or in his office chair. But, Klaus is more than happy to fuck Y/N anywhere and at any time. Especially when someone threatens his claim on her, he would never allow anyone too close or allow them to believe that they could have a chance with what is his.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Klaus can’t help but get turned on when she defends him and yells at someone, even his family when they are causing problems. This is because no matter how long she has been doing it he is still not used to people sticking up for him and knowing that Y/N does it willingly turns him on in ways he can’t begin to explain.

Klaus loves it when Y/N wears special outfits for him, this includes lingerie, themed outfits, but also date night outfits. But, what he loves most is when she wears his clothes, it seemed to stroke his possessive side. Another thing that Klaus loves is the chase, he loves that Y/N makes him work for it.

Y/N loves taunting Klaus and as much as Klaus will deny it he does. This is because even though he knows that Y/N will never cheat on him, he loves to remind her that she is his and his alone no matter who else may come along. He knows she’s flirting with others to get a rise from him & he loves it because it allows him to be rougher with her as punishment that they both love.

It is a big turn-on for Y/N when Klaus is possessive, but also she enjoys his violent side especially when he is protecting her. She knows it is in his nature to be violent and something about seeing him revel in his nature turns her on.

N = No (Something they wouldn’t do, turns offs)

No threesomes, both of them are very possessive of each other and the thought of sharing does not appeal to either of them. Hitting is another big no, no. For Klaus it is triggering, he doesn’t mind spanking her ass or thighs but nothing else. Knives are another big no, no. It’s not so much the blood, because neither of them mind blood sharing and biting. It’s just the thought of causing harm to the other.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Klaus enjoys going down on Y/N, he is highly skilled and loves to see how many times he can make her cum until she begs him to stop. He loves watching her wither under his control, Y/N is a strong-willed individual and to have her begging for his mercy is something else.

Klaus loves receiving. The feeling of her tongue on him has him losing his mind. He is truly done for when Y/N goes down, she has so much power over him by just using her mouth… he could never admit it to anyone. He is a very stressed and high-strung guy and so Y/N doesn’t mind helping him let off steam or help relax. Y/N could ask for anything after giving him a blow job and he would be more than happy to give it to her.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

They both enjoy it rough and fast most of the time… especially when Klaus is jealous and wants to remind Y/N who she belongs to! However, when feeling overwhelmed or emotional it can be slow and sensual… this happens sometimes when Y/N gets hurt or Klaus is scared of losing her. When they do make love it is a tender and slow affair, it is usually in highly intense and emotional moments. Klaus likes to make it all about Y/N taking his time to show her how much he loves and is devoted to her.

Q = Quickie (Their opinion on quickies rather than proper sex - how often, etc.)

Both Klaus and Y/N have difficulty keeping their hands to themselves for long periods of time, so they often find themselves having quickies anytime, anywhere, they only need to say the word.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Klaus isn’t afraid to take risks. Both of you are more than happy to experiment and take risks. Both enjoy the thrill of almost getting caught and if they do? Klaus doesn’t necessarily like people seeing what is his in that vulnerable state, but there is something dark and possessive deep in him that like showing people that only he can make Y/N feel like this and no one else can. Both Y/N and Klaus are willing to do anything and everything at least once to see if they like it.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

Klaus can go multiple rounds with him being a Hybrid and over a thousand years old. Y/N can go for multiple, Klaus likes to see how many rounds he can get out of her in one night.

T = Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

They both have a wide range of toys that they use in their experimentations and role-plays. They don’t always use them. Klaus doesn’t actually need the toys to get Y/N off and more often than not she prefers when they don’t use them unless she is in the mood for something else. However, Y/N does have a vibrator that she often refers to as her ‘Little Nik’, she only uses it when Klaus is unavailable and she is desperately in need of him. But, she likes to use it most where she knows he will see her so that he can catch her and then pin her down and fucks her like she needs.

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease?)

Both Y/N and Klaus like to tease one another endlessly. Klaus likes to run his hand up and down the inside of her thigh slowly, each time getting higher and higher. He does this at the table or discreetly when they are around others. He likes watching her squirm knowing that he is causing it. But, no one can tease like Y/N can. She lives to push Klaus’ buttons and he knows it, yet no matter how many times he will always fall for it. Y/N likes to bite her lip while he is speaking to her, whispering all the naughty things she wants him to do in his ear, speaking in double entendres… but, sometimes it is the playful flirting with others in the room, she doesn’t do it often only when he’s really pissed her off. Klaus often gives her a smoldering look that says ‘you’re in for it tonight.’ which sends a thrill through her.

V = Volume (How loud they are? What sounds they make? Etc.)

He’s not super loud. But, he will grunt and groan, and he’ll say Y/N’s name when he cums, but anything he truly has to say is whispered in Y/N’s ear as it is only meant for her to hear. He loves making Y/N scream his name, hearing her moan for him is her favourite thing, nothing can encourage him more than the noises that Y/N makes… it sets off something primal in him.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

They both love when Klaus bites and feeds off Y/N during sex. The bite doesn’t have to cause damage, it could be him just nipping at her neck with his fangs or even the inside of her thighs just before he eats her out. But, Klaus loves it most when they blood share during sex… after all there is nothing more intimate than blood sharing.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those clothes)

Klaus is cocky and he definitely has the package to back it up! He knows that he is well endowed, but the best thing is that he knows how to use it! He is bigger than average and is definitely thicker.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Both Y/N and Klaus have fairly high sex drives. Klaus’s is higher than normal though he doesn’t let on just how high it is. He usually has it under control, but when he snaps and can’t take wanting Y/N any longer he will take her away somewhere secluded so that he can fuck her as much as he wants… this usually happens after Y/N has been relentlessly teasing Klaus for days on end.

Z = Zzz (How quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Klaus doesn’t always fall asleep right after, but he will lay in bed until Y/N is in deep sleep. He often finds inspiration after sex and so he will paint or draw and it is usually Y/N. If he doesn’t feel like drawing or painting, he enjoys watching Y/N sleep and memorising her features or reminiscing moments they have together. But, more often than not they both end up curled up together falling asleep tangled together… after all he always sleeps better with her in his arms.

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Girls Night

Pairing: Klaus x Fem!Reader, Rebekah x Fem!Reader (Platonic)

Summary: Pining after Klaus Mikaelson for twenty years has left you absolutely heartbroken. All Rebekah wants to do is alleviate your pain.

Warnings: A Little Bit of Angst, Excessive Drinking (Both of Blood and Alcohol), An Act of Typical Vampire Diaries of Violence. Let Me Know If I Forgot Something

Word Count: 1.6k

A/N: Hey guys! Here is the Klaus Mikaelson WIP that I promised you all. Don’t worry there will be a part two, so be on the lookout for that! Also, just for the sake of clarity, reader is a Heretic in this one. Thank you always for reading and I hope you have a wonderful day! Here is the link to the song used in this imagine

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You miserably sit at the foot of your bed in the Mikaelson Compound, a pout resting on your lips as you use your vampiric hearing to eavesdrop on Klaus’s conversation with his latest conquest. You tended to be grateful for the enhanced abilities becoming a vampire granted you, loving the advantages, but on days like this, you cursed your gifts.

Klaus Mikaelson is a man well known for his charm– his long list of lovers over his thousand years supporting that fact. Despite your better judgment, you fell for that seductive nature, just like every other misguided girl on his list. It was bound to happen with all the time the two of you spent together over the last century. It honestly did not come as a shock to you, you just wish you had the same effect on him as he does on you.

For two decades now, you've watched with green-eyed envy as Klaus has brought home his collection of women, wooing and seducing them– a piece of your heart breaking every time. Your head knew that you should let him go and move on, but your heart remained adamant that he was the one for you. You couldn’t free yourself from the burden of his unrequited love even if you tried, and oh how you tried. You once went as far as Australia to attempt at getting him out of your head, but you always found yourself right back in New Orleans. You were drawn to him, connected by some invisible force that pulled you closer every time you'd try to leave.

Rebekah watches you with sad eyes, propped against your doorway as she sees how her brother's libertine behavior is tearing you apart. With you being her best– and one of her few– friends, it upset the youngest Mikaelson to see you so distraught, especially over her bastard brother. But there was nothing that could be done about it, Rebekah knew that better than anyone. The only thing that could alleviate your pain was the man who was causing it.

"You know, it helps if you don't listen," Rebekah informs you, making her presence known. You startle, having been so engrossed with Klaus that you had not heard her arrival. A defeated sigh exits your lips, knowing she's right, but you just couldn't help yourself. Even though you know the pain that comes along with it, you want to hear all the romantic words leaving Klaus's lips. You want to hear if there is a difference in the way he speaks to her than with the other girls. You want to know if Klaus is falling in love.

However, when the conversation turns into something more passionate, you can no longer bear to listen– an uncontrolled heartbroken sob escaping your lips. Rebekah speeds over to you, wrapping you up in her arms as you sob into her chest, supporting the weight of your emotions. She brushes her fingers through your hair gently as she sends a multitude of curses towards her older brother for putting you through so much heartache.

"Oh, sweetheart, don't cry. Niklaus Mikaelson is not worth your tears," she tells you, a sad smile painted on her lips. "Let's get out of here," she offers, lifting your chin up with her slender fingers, "I’ve suffered through many heartbreaks myself and I know the perfect way to get over them."

You allow her to whisk you away, desperate to make the pain go away.

A joyous cheer reverberates from your chest as you drop the unconscious barfly to the floor. Rebekah shares in your delight, finishing off her bottle of tequila, glad to finally see a smile on her best friend’s face. "Bartender, make me another drink!" you command the woman behind the bar with a laugh— her body moving mindlessly under your compulsion.

Your dearest friend saunters over to you, draping her arms over your shoulder. "See, darling, isn't this better than crying over my bastard brother?" she asks you with a grin, her words slurring slightly due to her tipsiness. You nod your in agreement, downing a shot of whatever concoction the bartender created.

You gasp in realization as a brilliant idea pops into your head. "You know what this party needs? Music!" you announce to the crowd of compelled patrons who cheer amusedly, having a fabricated night of their lives. Drawing from the eternal source of magic flowing through you, you turn the bar’s radio on, finding a station that satisfies you.

"Dance with me," you beckon to Rebekah– the two of you wildly jumping in time to the music. You toss your head back, laughing carelessly as the alcohol and blood mix in your system making you feel weightless. The grief of your unrequited love for Klaus Mikaelson is only a mere throb in the back of your mind.

The fun you two are reveling in is interrupted when Rebekah receives a phone call eliciting a frown from you. "Boo," you pout, drawing out the last syllable as she answers it.

"Nik, how wonderful for you to call."

Your frown deepens at the mention of his name, the feelings you had been suppressing starting to rise. You turn to the closest bar patron near you, sinking your teeth in, trying to forget everything. The song on the radio changes and a squeal of delight leaves you. Releasing the guy, whose blood is beginning to pool around him, you begin to dance to the intro of one of your favorite songs.

"Open up to the night

Our bed is underneath a heavy moon

Cast a doubt"

You begin singing along as you climb on top of the bar, grabbing a bottle of tequila on your way.

"Like a shadow walking through the corners of the room"

"C'mon dance with me," you motion to two beer gluttons sitting at the bar, helping them to get up there with you.

"I always thought I'd have a full tank to go

But not tonight, you're running low

I always thought I'd find my own way"

Taking a swig from the tequila, you dance with the two men, swaying your hips to the beat and letting your hands fly freely. You laugh feeling infinite as if this moment will never end. Everything leading up to now and everything that will come after is irrelevant to you, what matters is the limitlessness you feel in this very moment. The absolute freedom.

"Everybody dance!" you shout– the bar denizens cheering their praise as they begin to join in. You cheer, reveling in the joyous atmosphere you created inside the bar, disconnected from the world around you. A hurricane could have just struck New Orleans and you would not know. Taking another swig of tequila, you brace yourself, take a deep breath, and belt out the chorus of the song along with the artist.

"It's driving me crazy, and you can try to lie

But you're not gonna, not gonna deny

No, you're not gonna, not gonna deny my love

And you can run to the hillside, you can close your eyes

But you're not gonna, not gonna deny

No, you're not gonna, not gonna deny my love

You can't deny my love"

Rebekah returns, having finished her conversation with the hybrid, and cheers you on as you jump wildly and erratically, losing yourself in the music. The two of you continue in this manner throughout the second verse of the song– singing, dancing, drinking, and laughing. However, by the time the chorus comes back around, your pity party is ruined by the very man you were having this party to forget.

He watches you from the entrance of the bar– an amused smirk lighting up his face– as you drunkenly dance around the bar top. The smirk falls from his lips when you begin grinding against one of the bar patrons, a surge of rage and jealousy rushing through him. Rebekah, ever the instigator, gives you a round of applause, singing your praises and raving about your performance. A proud grin spreads across your lips at her praise but you weren’t done. Wanting to give Klaus a real show, you pull the man closer to you, leaning in for a kiss, but are met with air. Brows furrowed in confusion, your eyes open to come face to face with Klaus's chest– the drunken man’s heart in his bloodied hand. You frown, realizing the night of fun has come to an end.

"Alright, the party's over. Everyone out!" Klaus yells at the compelled patrons, who are still dancing away in the silence, angry at your little display. "Party pooper," you pout, crossing your arms as Rebekah whines a "Nik," both of you behaving like petulant children.

"Now," he demands and you get down with a sigh, knowing even in your drunken state it’s best not to test Klaus’s patience. You join Rebekah in compelling the surviving bar guests to go home and forget everything they witnessed tonight. Once the last denizen leaves the bar for the night, you turn to Klaus– angry that he ruined your girls' night with Rebekah. "Why'd you do that?" you question him, gesturing to the lifeless corpse on the bar– the irritation clear in your voice, "He didn't do anything. We were just having fun." Klaus sends you a murderous glare and you realize just how furious he truly is.

"Fun? You call that fun. Whoring yourself out to some men at a bar."

Normally, you have checked the Original Hybrid for a statement like that, but given the current circumstance, you thought it best not to provoke him. You blurt, "It was Rebekah's idea!" looking to save your skin and deflect most of his wrath while simultaneously throwing your friend under the bus. The Original takes offense to how easily you gave her up, but you take comfort knowing that she is Klaus's favorite sibling, so she is most likely going to come out unscathed.

"I don't care whose idea it was. You're going home, now." Without a moment’s hesitation, you and Rebekah whisk off to the compound– surprised at how easily he let you off without so much as a lecture.

Part 2

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