FIFTY-NINE / KLUAS MIKAELSON

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Niklaus Mikaelson. What the hell is going on?! Klaus just walked into my apartment, groaning about how he got kicked out of his apartment and how hell be living with me from now on.

Oh come on, love. I explained it quite clearly to you. I got kicked out of my apartment due to a noise complaint, which is complete rubbish let me tell you, he shrugs as I cross my arms over my chest. I cant control how loud the girls scream.

Ew! I groan and he smirks, chuckling softly as his eyes roam over my half-dressed body.

Were you going somewhere? He leans against the wall, eyes not leaving mine.

No, Klaus. I just like to dress up and dance on my own sometimes, I roll my eyes and make my way to my room.

Seriously, what are your plans? Id like to join, he shrugs, following me like a lost puppy.

Yeah, I dont think hes into that, I shrug and he crinkles his nose.

Youre dressing up for a boy? he leans against my dresser, eyes narrowing at my clothing choice.

Well, Im dressing for myself. He sees me, wants me, pleases me. End of story, I shrug and he gags. Oh please. Im not the one who got kicked out of my apartment for noise complaints.

Not my fault Im so good at what I do, he shrugs and I glare at him.

Im gonna need you to disappear for tonight. Come back tomorrow afternoon; Ill even make brunch for you!

Yeah, no, I dont think so. Im staying right here, he smirks and sits down at the edge of my bed.

Niklaus Mikaelson, leave right this minute! I walk over to him, stopping a foot away from him. Im getting laid tonight and I wont let you stand in the way of that.

I can probably please you better than he can, he raises a brow, a small smirk tugging at his lips. I saw you, now I want you. All thats left is for me to please you.

No, I ignore the skip in my heartbeat and cross my arms over my chest, determined not to let Klaus get to me. Leave.

Do you really want that? His voices comes out in a husky whisper, his hands tentatively moving towards my thighs.

Klaus, I close my eyes, telling myself I needed him to leave. His hands rest against my upper thighs, slowly moving down to the back of my knees. He pulls me closer and I open my eyes, determined to tell him no.

Say the word and Ill be gone, he whispers, his breath hitting my bare stomach as his deep blue eyes never leave my dark chocolate ones. I cant say Ive never wanted this, havent thought about it. Hell, I need this. I need him.

P-please dont go, I whimper, a growl emitting from Klauss throat as I ask him to stay.

I wont, he places a desperate kiss on my stomach, his hands moving up to grab my ass. Fuck, princess.

Yes, daddy? Klauss breath hitches in his throat and my eyes widen. Fuckfuckfuck why did I just--?

Say that again, his voice drops a few octaves as his eyes move up to meet mine, sea blues now a stormy navy.

W-what? I gulp, unable to maintain eye contact with him.

I said, say that again, princess, his hand moves under my chin, tilting my head to face him. Our eyes meet, a newfound hunger in his beautiful orbs.

Y-yes da-daddy? I whisper, my cheeks turning a deep red.

Here I was thinking I had an innocent little angel on my hands, Klaus smirks, his dimples emerging. Ive got a bad little girl here.

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