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Lightning Bolts: A Klaus Mikaelson Headcanon

WARNING FLUFF AND SMUT!!!
CREDITS : @NMIKAELSONIMAGINES
Request from Anon: Hello! May I request a smut with klaus where the reader is a witch and klaus had previously lost a bet so as punishment she uses magic to tease him in public. Thank you!!! 

For Klaus, your magic has always felt like lightning bolts coursing through his veins. Kissing you feels the same, your touch electrifying his skin as your hands slide up his neck, tangling in his hair.

He welcomes the bolts of electricity, welcomes the heat with open arms.

But right now, your magic is testing him to his limits and he knows it won't be long before he gives in entirely.

It was a bet – one that he lost horribly – and now, you're teasing him about it in public, of all places. He can feel those tiny bolts of lightning dancing along his skin, and out of defiance, his eyes never leave yours as you wave your fingers in his direction with a smile.

But those lightning bolts have started to wander to places that he could really do without, giving him sensations that only you can resolve. He wants you, wants you underneath him, wants to be doing all manner of things to you, but he knows that if he gives in now, he'll have lost again.

So he stares back at you, silently challenging you.

The challenge is accepted as more lightning bolts find their way to the spot where he needs you the most, and he fidgets in his seat. He hears the small chuckle that escapes your lips, reminding himself that later, when he's finished here – resolving the latest issue that has made its presence known in New Orleans – he'll make sure he's the one laughing.

At least that's what he tries to tell himself, right up until that moment when it really does become too much to bear. "Right," he stands up, addressing the room, "well, I think we're done here." He's uncomfortable now, needing a release that only you can bring. "Y/N, with me please."

He doesn't look at you, knowing that if he does, if he takes a single look at your face, at the woman of his dreams, he'll fall to pieces there and then, and he can't have that. Not in the street. No, he doesn't look at you, only hears your footsteps as you follow him home, waiting until both of
you are in the comfort of the compound.

And then he can't control himself anymore.

"Think it's funny, do you?"

"I don't know what you mean." It's the feigned innocence accompanied by another lightning bolt through his body that finally has Klaus's lips on yours. He devours your lips, his hands at the hem of your shirt, breaking apart only momentarily to lift it over your head.

Finally.

When Klaus finally has the chance to enter you, he's hurried, unapologetically so. His lips never leave yours, tongues dancing in perfect synchronicity, bodies doing the same. And when that release finally comes, it's better than anything magic could offer.

It always is when it's with you.

His troublesome girlfriend, a witch who isn't afraid of him, who knows how to push the right buttons to get what she wants.

He wouldn't mind losing another bet if it meant this.

He wouldn't mind anything as long as it meant he got to stay with you.

You and your lightning bolts.

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