Summary: Klaus goes dress shopping with the reader.
Warnings: Mentions of a blood (it's a vampire fic lol), smut, fluff, and maybe a little angst.
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"Uncle Marcel?!" You called out into the humongous house.
"Where are you? We're gonna be late!"
You wandered around the compound some more until you felt someone tug on your arm and pulled you into the hallway.
"Quiet, little one." Klaus covered your mouth to suppress your shriek. He felt your smile against his hand as you registered it was him.
Taking his hand away from your mouth, he replaced it with his lips. It started innocent enough until you hunger for more. Licking the seam of his lips, you pushed your tongue into his mouth, dominating the kiss for a bit until Klaus decided he had enough and took charge.
Just as his tongue roamed your mouth, tugging and pulling, his hands did the same thing with your body.
Suddenly you remembered that you were supposed be meeting up with your uncle and not making out with the original. Reluctantly you stopped the kiss but made no effort to move away from him.
"Klaus, we can't be doing this here."
"Or what, my love?" Klaus asked, kissing along the column of your neck.
"Or Marcel is gonna try to kill you for real this time." You pushed against his shoulders and dipped under his arm.
You've been secretly dating Klaus for about six months thanks to Marcel. He didn't want you mixed up with the supernatural beings of New Orleans, especially Klaus. You guessed it had something to do with you being his only living blood relative.
It was a year ago when Marcel found you. You had just moved to New Orleans for law school and decided to tour the city. When Marcel saw you in Rossesau's he didn't know if he should've hugged you or attack you. You looked exactly like his little sister.
Even though Klaus took Marcel in, Marcel kept up with his family until he couldn't. That's why he didn't know his baby sister had a baby, continuing his bloodline, which eventually led to you.
"Pay him no mind, little one. He's just getting his ounce of payback for me keeping him away from Rebekah." Klaus cupped your face and began kissing you again.
No matter how bad you wanted his kisses to continue, you backed away. You really didn't want to get in between a fighting Marcel and Klaus again.
Thankfully, it was the right move. Marcel was making his ways downstairs with a blissful Rebekah trailing behind. "I can't believe you convinced me to do this."
