Abominations | Klaus Mikaelson

Chapter 12

Chapter 12
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Klaus ran his fingertips down Andrea's arm, and through her foggy haze, she could barely react. She just smiled at him, her back arching as he toyed with the ends of her hair, spinning it over, between his fingertips.

"Klaus" she muttered, her voice edged with the chaos of her sleepy mind. 

"Andrea" he husked, running his lips along the delicate skin of her throat. "Your beautiful" he whispered, laying kisses along her throat, leaving a sea of lilies along her skin, making her as the ocean of his own creation. The delicate property of his belonging.

However, as much as she had become his, he had become hers. The immortal, once completely in control of everything, his destiny, his life, the world around him, spun at his will and yet the hybrid in his bed and destroyed that control.

He couldn't let go of her. He was desperate to cling onto every piece of her, her body, her soul, her immortal being. He wanted every single part of her, forever, eternally.

And for the first time in forever, there seemed to be a chance of that.

"Klaus" she whispered. Chucking as he pulled himself out of his dizzy haze, within his mind. "We should get up at some point today" she chuckled.

"Why" he teased. "We have eternity."

"No we have a few centuries" she chuckled. "Maybe three" she smirked.

"You can't push it to four?" he smirked back at her.

"Maybe" she teased. "Or maybe, I'll drag you down to hell with me."

He smiled, leaning towards her, again. Suddenly, a rapid banging came at the door. "Klaus!" someone yelled. "Klaus why is the door locked?!"

She couldn't help but feel nervous at the violent declaration, of their presence. "And that is?" she asked, staring at the wood, wondering how long it could withstand.

"That will be Elijah" Klaus sighed. He got out of the bed, still, backed, pocking his head around the door. "Hello, brother, I'm a bit busy."

"With the werewitch, I've heard about?" Elijah retorted. "News has travelled of your little affair, Niklaus" he declared. 

"And what if it is" Klaus replied, she could hear the smirk in his voice. "Last time I checked you were still chasing the Petrova girl."

"Niklaus this is serious get dressed" he demanded.

Klaus didn't reply, swinging the door shut in Elijah's face. "He's a bit old fashioned" Klaus declared, smiling at her. "But I should go deal with the family business."

"Go on then" she smiled at him.

Klaus just smirked at her, throwing a shirt over his head and heading out of the room, leaving her alone, staring at the door, where he had stood, only moments ago.

She was falling for him. And she hated it.

The big bad Klaus Mikaelson, the villain of all villains. The psychotic hybrid killer. And yet, she was laying in his bed, for the third time, longing that he was still there, by her side, messing with her mind.

~*~

Andrea couldn't bear to stay in the room any longer so she opened the door, heading towards the Mikaelson family gathering, making sure she was hidden out of sight, behind the wall.

"He will open the flood gates for every supernatural being that has ever died" she heard a girl yell.

"Including our dear brother, Kol and Finn" Klaus replied. "We'll have our family back."