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I Can Procter Myself

Summary: Beatrix and Freya are dating; their relationship is as pure as ever. Freya invites Beatrix over and Klaus is there unaware of the unknown visitor, he tries to scare Beatrix off but she is unfazed by this because the witch knows that her girlfriend is capable of handling herself.

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Not caring about all of that but Freya did, she didn't want you to get hurt or die because of her background. she would often push herself away from you to keep you out of dangers way, but you always keep finding her to comfort her that nothing is going to happen to you. You can protect myself and you are damn sure that you look hot doing so.

Her siblings knew that something was going on between you two, but they never questioned about it, more so Rebekah and hope. She wasn't out of the closet per say but her family could've sensed it but never pushed her into coming out, they would just act surprise when she eventually comes out to them.

"Welcome to my lovely home, darling." Freya walked in with you, hand in hand. "My siblings aren't home right now. So, why not make the most of it?" She pulled you in for a kiss by the waist and you gracefully returned the soft kiss. The kiss started to become more heated as your hand started to find their way into Freya's blonde locks, tugging on it softly taking her by surprise. Sticking your tongue in her mouth, letting out a soft moan as she continues to kiss you, stumbling over your own two feet, trying to get to any bedroom in the house.

Freya was making it impossible as she kept touching you everywhere that she could, being impatient she slammed your back into a nearby wall and began to undo all of your buttons on your shirt. All while still making out with you, after undoing all of the buttons, your purple lace bra came into her view. Heaving your chest in and out as you impatiently waited to see what she would to you next. You were vulnerable and Freya was ecstatic with that, being able dominate you at times like this.

Moving her mouth down to your neck, she began to suck leaving tiny love bites there soon to reach the valley of your beautiful breasts. You were absolutely ravishing and so delicious, the blonde Mikelson which could not wait to taste you again. Sucking onto random spots on your neck, letting out soft moans as you grabbed on the back of her head for support, letting your eyes shut every now and then.

"Freya, your bac— "A strong British accent interrupted your fun, sensing what he walked into, he paused mid-track. Freya immediately pulled away from you as she tried to fix her frizzled hair. The similar features were vividly strong, so that must have been Klaus.

It couldn't have been Finn because he already likes you nor Elijah because he would have mostly likely excused himself. The blonde Mikelson made eye-contact with you skeptically, his paranoia getting the best of him. he was the original hybrid, Niklaus Mikaelson, the name that many people feared but not you. Keeping your head up high, you greeted the original, but he just ignored you. Rude. Just because he's the first of his kind doesn't mean that he could have the decency to be polite.

Freya felt a small smirk creeping onto her lips as she watched interaction between her girlfriend and younger brother. She didn't need to sweep in between you two because she knew that you could handle yourself. She would probably have scolded Klaus for trying to scare you or say to him that not everyone is his enemy.

"Klaus, meet my girlfriend. Beatrix." Freya introduced you to her younger brother. He tensed at his sister's statement and immediately mentally disagreed; you could have been one of his enemies trying to get revenge on him.

Or he could just kill you for trying to loop Freya into your pool of lies and making her fall in love with you. If he finds out that was the case, he would have mostly likely strung your body parts all over your parents' house as Christmas decorations.

Feeling like a gush of wind had smacked you in the face, Klaus was in front of you, his breath so intensely close to yours as you stared intensely back into his wolf like eyes. Watching in amazement when his hybrid eyes started to turn into a mixed green/yellow color, a light growl erupted from his throat as his eyes are now fully yellow, "You need to leave, now! Or this can get really bloody, for you of course."

Freya let out a small scoff, "Really Niklaus. Could yo— "Klaus held up his hand, interrupting your girlfriend, "Not now, sister. This little witch here needs to know who's in charge." His eyes gloomed with Homedical rage, worrying if you lay a finger on Freya or any of his family – even Finn. May gods help you and your family.

Obviously, he was trying to scare you away from his older sister, but it clearly wasn't working so he had to think of a new plan. He suddenly felt a sharp stinging in his head, he groaned in agony as he held his head, his knees sinking down onto the ground.

Sizzling was also heard from his skin, indicating that his blood is boiling, screams of agonies and endless threats arose from his mouth as he writhed in pain. You were right, Freya was wrong to even doubt you. you were protecting yourself and looked goddamn hot while doing so as well.

Letting go of the two spells that you held on to Klaus, he relaxes into the floor for a few seconds before looking up at you. "It's nice to meet you too, Klaus."

Klaus smirked looking at you as he arose back onto his legs, you sense that the smirk was nothing horrible doings. You thought that he was truly pissed and would go after your family.

But all of a sudden, his angry demeanor instantly transformed into a light grin, "Keep this one, sister. She's feisty." Just like that, whoosh! he was gone, and you turned to Freya who just looked as shocked as you. Klaus wasn't the one to forgive and forget and would usually kill witches who play with his head.

"Well, darling. Now you've got to meet the rest of my family." Freya smiled looking at you, returning the soft smile back to the Mikelson witch. Just as what Klaus had said, she was hellbent on keeping you and maybe one day even marrying you.