Chris Wood ~ Character Imagines + One Shots

a world alone pt.2 - Kai Parker (explicit)

Warning: this is some erotica. proceed w caution

"Y/N," He breathed your name, and you looked up at him, noticing his gaze fixed on your parted lips. It almost seemed like he was waiting for you to make the first move, as if wanting your assent before moving forward. So instead of wasting time rationally thinking through stuff, you decided to resolve the unbearable sexual tension and slammed your lips against his.

The burst of a sudden pleasure tainted your vision as your mouth devoured his, the sensation ten times more magnified from being touched-starved for months. Your back hit the wall as he pushed you back, moving his lips at a stellar pace to make up for all the time he had wanted to kiss you, but couldn't. Now, there stood nothing in his way for him to stop.

His head tilted as he went for your neck, littering it with kisses that sent tingles down your spine. You slowly ran your fingers through his hair, tugging occasionally as he explored every inch of your exposed skin, driving you even crazier as soft moans fell off his lips.

Pulling back for once, you drew him closer by wrapping your legs around his waist, buckling your hips with his until you felt his hard crotch brush against your throbbing core, making you almost gasp aloud in pleasure. God, why was I so against the idea of him again?

Grabbing the back of your neck, Kai pulled you back into a deep kiss, delving his tongue into your mouth, which drove you off the edge. Unable to resist any longer, you went straight for his belt, but then the ghastly realization struck you.

"We can't do this here," you whisper-shouted in Kai's ears, suddenly aware of the fact that you both were about to get all hot and heavy in the middle of the Salvatore living room, and with the expanse of Damon's vamp hearing, the situation would turn disastrous if he had to listen on and find out that his friend and the crazed sociopath were on his favorite mahogany table, fucking each other's brains out.

His eyes widened, with a complementary smirk lighting up his features. "Why not? You seem quite adamant about taking me right here right now, so what does it matter if we do it on Damon's freaking bourbon counter?" He laughed, returning to nibbling and kissing the skin of your neck, biting once or twice as if in a way to mark you his. You would've loved to continue all of it right there, but common sense fortunately erased the cloud that overcame your senses, the direct result of being supremely horny. So you vamp-sped yourself with him to your room, which luckily was the nearest and not anywhere near Damon's.

You threw him on the plush mattress of your bed, crawling up the bed and straddling his waist to be on top of him. His lips warped into a smirk as you pulled your top off of yourself, exposing yourself in a way you hadn't thought you would ever be doing, more so in the vicinity of the blue-eyed Gemini. Positioning himself to rest on the headboard, he pulled you to him by the waist, lips attacking yours again.

"The way I've dreamt of having you straddle me, just like this," he rasped, the confession arousing you even more as his fingers wandered to your back, attempting to unhook your lacy bra. But before he could, you grabbed his wrists and shifted to hold them tight over his head in one swift move, rubbing off a little on him.

His sharp but visibly darkened gaze zeroed in on yours, and you moved your lips close to his ears to mutter, "Shirt's gotta come off first."

Backing up a little, you spoke again. "Pants too."

The slight frown on his forehead relaxed, a smirk lifting the corner of his lips. "If I'd known you'd be so, overbearing in bed, I'd have charmed you into sleeping with me a long time back."

You inched your face closer to his, speaking against his lips. "Why don't you show me some of your charms then?"

It hadn't been two full seconds since you'd uttered the statement that you were thrown back onto the mattress, Kai's legs holding you in place and his hands, well.