Klaus pulled Stiles closer into his side. They were currently on Klaus' couch watching the fire burning in the fireplace.
"Are you okay, love?" Klaus asked. He noticed Stiles had been rather quiet.
"What is this?" Stiles asked suddenly gesturing between them.
"I was wondering if you were going to bring that up." Klaus chuckled.
"You told Derek we were basically dating. So like are we exclusive or is this just casual?" Stiles frowned. It had been bothering him all afternoon.
"What would you like it to be?" Klaus asked looking down at Stiles.
"I-I dunno." Stiles shrugged.
"I like you, Stiles, a lot." Klaus spoke seriously.
"I like you too." Stiles bit his bottom lip. If he made things exclusive with Klaus, he'd have to stop seeing Damon, and he really didn't want to do that.
Klaus leaned down and connected his lips to Stiles'. The kiss was sweet and gentle.
"We don't have to label it right now." Klaus spoke against Stiles' lips.
Instead of responding Stiles pressed in kissing Klaus a bit rougher than before.
Klaus caught Stiles' bottom lip between his teeth briefly before pulling back.
"I apologize, I was too rough, I-"
Stiles silenced him by reconnecting their lips eagerly.
"Don't. Ever. Apologize. For. That." Stiles growled into the kiss.
Klaus moaned slightly.
Stiles straddled himself on Klaus' lap.
Klaus gripped Stiles' thighs as he brought his mouth to Stiles' neck.
Stiles ground his ass into Klaus' lap causing Klaus to bite down on Stiles' collar bone.
A moan escaped Stiles' lips.
Klaus gripped Stiles' thighs tighter as Stiles continued to grind down on him.
The harder Klaus gripped the louder Stiles' moaned.
"Stiles, if you don't stop..." Klaus growled against Stiles' throat as Stiles rubbed his ass against his erection.
"What are you gonna do?" Stiles taunted in Klaus' ear.
"I'm gonna carry your sweet little ass to my bed." Klaus bit at his bottom lip.
"In that case." Stiles swiveled his hips slowly.
Klaus gripped Stiles thighs and connected their lips. He stood and walked towards his room. He kicked the door shut as he carried Stiles to the bed.
The two quickly kicked off their shoes and peeled their shirts as they struggled to keep their lips from parting as much as possible.
Klaus ran his hands along Stiles' side gently. His hand twitching a bit as he reached his hips.
"I can feel you holding back, what are you afraid of?" Stiles spoke as Klaus' tongue ran over his throat.
"I can be a bit rough." Klaus answered against his skin.
"Prove it." Stiles growled licking at Klaus' ear. He'd always loved it when Jackson was in a bad mood, the sex was always a bit rougher than normal. That was part of what he loved about sex with Damon, he knew how to man handle Stiles.
Klaus gripped Stiles' hips harshly pulling him towards Klaus a bit more. He eagerly undid Stiles' jeans and yanked them down pulling his boxers with him. He hurriedly did the same with his.
Stiles wiggled as Klaus hovered over him. He then grabbed Stiles' right hand and held it above his head. He laced his other hand in Stiles' left one. He pressed down rubbing their erections together gently.
Stiles bucked his hips eager for more. Klaus pinned Stiles' left hand with his right. He held both his wrists in one hand as he used the other hand to pump their erections together.
"Klaus, please." Stiles panted desperate for more. Being pinned was a huge turn on for Stiles as it turned out.
"Don't you want me to prep you?" Klaus shook his head with a smile.
"Use your cock." Stiles begged. Klaus was only slightly smaller than Damon and he'd slept with Damon three times in the past five days, he probably wouldn't need that much prepping anyway.
"Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you." Klaus frowned.
"Just go slow, I'll be fine." Stiles wiggled.
Klaus released Stiles' wrists and spread his thighs. He lubed up and placed himself at Stiles' hole.
He slowly pressed in earning a hiss from Stiles. He stopped until Stiles nodded. He carefully slid further in.
Stiles' hiss was now mixed with a moan.
Stiles bucked his hips a bit signaling for Klaus to move. He pressed in further.
Stiles only let out a satisfied moan. Klaus pushed himself the rest of the way in before pulling back and thrusting back in.
Suddenly Klaus was on his back and Stiles was on top of him. He bounced himself harshly on Klaus' dick.
Klaus once again gripped Stiles' hips. Stiles was panting heavily as he continued to lifting himself almost off of Klaus' cock completely before slamming back down.
Klaus threw his head back as Stiles rode him roughly. This is what Klaus needed.
Klaus gripped Stiles dick and pumped him to the rhythm of Stiles' bouncing.
"Oh, oh, yeah, fuck yeah." Stiles' felt his orgasm coming.
"Yes, fuuuuck." Stiles came hard, so hard he didn't realize Klaus had come at the same time.
"That was...amazing." Klaus panted as Stiles rolled off of him.
Just then Stiles' phone rang. He reached for his pants and pulled out his phone to see Damon's name. He quickly silenced the call and shoved the phone back into his pants. Guilt coursed through him.
"You okay? Who was it?" Klaus asked noticing Stiles' sudden discomfort.
"Uh, yeah, it was just Derek." Stiles waved a dismissive hand.
Klaus heard the putter of Stiles' lie but didn't mention it. He glanced at the clock.
"Three-thirty already?" Klaus sat up quickly.
"Yeah, I told Derek, I'd be home by four." Stiles nodded walking out of the bathroom fully dressed.
"Give me a second and I'll take you home." Klaus stood.
"I think I'm gonna have Derek meet me at the grill. I'll walk, it's not far." Stiles smiled leaning over and placing a kiss on Klaus' lips.
"You're sure?" Klaus asked.
"Yeah, besides you mentioned meeting a friend anyway."
"Let me walk you to the door at least." Klaus pulled on a pair of sweatpants and followed Stiles down the stairs.
Klaus opened the door to reveal Elijah.
"Oh, hello, brother." Elijah said slipping inside. "Stiles." He nodded.
"Hey, Elijah." Stiles blushed.
"I'll call you later." Klaus pulled Stiles into a sweet kiss.
*AN*
Crappy Kliles smut. There will be drama soon!
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