monsters [klaus mikaelson] [1]

05: simple pleasures.

[warning: smut scene at the end]

Ever since that night in her house with Klaus, it was all she ever thought about as she constantly woke up from having hot dreams about him. For the century they were married, not once had this occurred at all for after all, all their marriage was about a alliance between the two most powerful people to ever walk the Earths.

But to the couple, it was much more than that. Even though they didn't have a normal marriage or actual feelings for each other, one thing they could rely on each other was sex. Rough kind. Kinky kind. They didn't care. As long as it was consensual and they enjoyed it.

But that night was different. It was the first time since she was separated that they were going to have sex. Some part inside of her was glad they got interrupted by one of her husbands hybrids. But the strange part was that she wanted more. She didn't know maybe it was because she was horny or those dreams messing up her emotions.

So the next best thing was to turn. Whenever in her long life, she was stressed or had things on her mind, she would always turn into a werewolf - one of the many perks of being a hybrid and a Herondale wolf. And she didn't forget that ever since she had set foot in this shitty little town, something felt off - like something bad was going to happen. It started out as a feeling then the need to turn so here she was, walking naked in the woods.

Walking barefoot through the woods was not a smart plan especially since she was naked. Evelyn thought as she made her way back to her home, if it was the right decision to walk in the nude - something in the back of her head was nagging her, saying it was not safe for her especially because of men.

But she pushed those thoughts aside as she continued to walk as the twigs and dirt stuck onto her as she finally made her way back to her home.

Evelyn slowly made her way back, opening the front door as she trekked in dirty footsteps. She made her way towards her bedroom then to the bathroom as she climbed into the tub, turned on the faucet letting the cold water fill it up as she sat inside.

She began to trace the scars trailed alongside her front thighs as her mind flew to the day of the fire. The only remnants of that night lived on her legs.

Once the tub was filled, she turned the faucet off as she began to scrub the dirt of her body, moving the loofah in between the rolls that shaped her body, caressing every scar, stretch mark and belly rolls.

After scrubbing herself, she lay back inside the tub staring at the ceiling of the bathroom. After what felt like an hour, the sound of footsteps made her return to her reality.

She straightened herself in the tub to get a better position in order to see her guest but found it rather uncomfortable so opted to grab the sides of the tub and pick herself up and sit there.

"well, if I knew you were going in the tub, I would've came earlier and joined you" came the voice of her husband. Oh joy.

She looked up to see him dressed in his usual attire, (fuck he's hot), his hair an array of messy curls and a smirk plastered on his face.

well, fuck me like a whore.

She rolled her eyes as she watched him go towards her, tracing his finger on her back as he knelt down and began to place kisses on the small of her back, trailing each one slowly and intimately.

The spot between her legs tightening in response as her breath quickened at the small touch of him. Oh, he wants something.

In her time being married to Klaus Mikealson, she had quickly found out how demanding this man can be. Even if you were dying, Klaus would still make you do his bidding. But she also quickly learned on how to control this man - by making him think he has power over her.

Klaus continued placing kisses onto her back as he slowly made his way to her neck, sucking and kissing every spot as she let out moans. She let him lay her down onto the tub as he began to trail his hand down her body, her nipples going hard at the touch of him as he went lower and lower until he touched the part where it ached the most.

Every little touch would drive her mad. She was maddening deep into the descent as he touched parts of her needed to be touched. He went deeper inside the descent as he played with her. Teased her. The little folds of her peeling away revealing the most as he fucked her with his fingers. Every little bit drove her mad. His fingers circling her clit. His sweet nothings whispered in her ears. And the descent to madness came, as everything came to a whole.

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After their little display, Klaus had came to her revealing that Stefan Salvatore had the daggered Mikaelson siblings in order to get revenge or something. Honestly she wasn't surprised. This was all a Klaus thing to do.

Wrapping the towel around her, she began to speak, "well I suggest you organise a dinner between you and the Salvatore's, work things out, make a deal. If that doesn't work, I'll tear through Stefan's mind and kill him."

Making a silent agreement, Klaus made his way out leaving his wife in a disgruntled mood.

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authors note.

lmao not me a virgin writing about sex & smut scenes.

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