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~Flashback to the 1920s ~
Soft jazz was playing in the bar as Seraphina walked down the steps. It was the Prohibition Era and she had to lay low if she wanted a drink. She had recently gotten to Chicago and didn't know anyone but she had heard whispers of this underground speakeasy.
She smoothed out her dress and took a seat in a booth when a waiter came up to her.
"What can I get you?" He asked her.
"Just an Old Fashioned please," She told him. He nodded and walked away. She scanned the speakeasy. Everyone was having a good time. Dancing and laughing as if nothing was going on in the world right now.
"An Old Fashioned? Have you not changed, Love," His British accent said loudly over the music. She looked up and saw Klaus. A bright smile came upon her face.
"Niklaus!" She yelled and jumped up to hug him. He wrapped her in tight arms and she pulled back looking at him. He no longer had long hair. It was short and he looked dashing.
"It's been so long, Niklaus. I've missed you," She said and they sat down in the booth she was in. He smiled at her.
"I've missed you too darling. I see the '20s haven't ruined you," He said with a smirk. She giggled and that's when the waiter came back with her drink. She took it and thanked him. She took a sip of her drink.
"Well, as long as these are around I don't think I'll have to worry. I see you have found this place as well," She said.
"Well, I've been here for a bit. I just recently heard you came here as well, so I thought I would check up on you. I see you got my gift," He said as he looked her up and down. A small blush formed on her face. He leaned over to her and whispered in her ear.
"And you look ravishing in it," He whispered.
~Present day~
Seraphina woke up to the rise and fall of Klaus's chest. She looked up at him to see how peaceful he looked. She scooted up a bit and kissed his cheek. She watched for a reaction but there was none. She kissed his neck softly and ran her hand down his bare chest.
"My love, this is quite the wake-up," Klaus said in his gruff morning voice. She got up and straddled his hips. His hands fell around her waist.
"I thought it was only fitting that you start with a good morning," She said in a sultry voice. She leaned back down, softly kissing his neck. Her fangs protruded out and she ran them down his neck.
"Love, don't be a tease," He said. She giggled and bit him. A soft moan was heard from Klaus. He gripped her hips harder and reached up and tilted her upwards and he brought her into a kiss. It was heated and she felt him move his hips upward. She let out a soft moan into the kiss.
Before they could get too heated, banging was heard on her front door. She let out a groan.
"If you don't go then they will think you aren't here," Klaus said and continued to kiss her. He rolled her over so he was on top and went to take her top off, but yet again they were stopped.
"Seraphina I know you're in there and I need you," Damon yelled from downstairs. She groaned and Klaus got off her. She threw on her robe and walked downstairs. She opened the door.
"What could you possibly want?" She asked. Damon sighed.
"We have a new problem in town. Ghosts are appearing," He said. She gave him a confused look.
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