Pairings: Klaus x Reader
Part 1
"Love, stop that." I straddled Klaus as he sat on the couch.
"Hmm, stop what Klaus?" I ground my hips into his.
"Stop grinding on my like that, you're gonna make me hard."
"That's the point, babe."
"C'mon, i'm tired. Let's just go to bed."
"What do you mean you're tired? You either painted or read all day."
"I'm just tired. Lets not do this now."
"But Klaus.. We haven't done it in over a week."
He grumbled something under his breath so that I couldn't hear. I didn't ask him to repeat it because he was already in a bad mood.
"Okay?"
"Okay." I repeated after him.
He pulled the bottom of my shirt up and lifted it over my head. I unclasped my bra and let it fall. his hands reached up, cupping my boobs in his hands squeezing lightly.
"I love this." He moaned, as he used his forefinger and thumb to pinch and pull at my nipples. He ran his thumb one more time over the hardened pebbles and dragged his hands down the sides of my stomach.
"I think we're wearing too much." I whispered in his ear.
He nodded.
I got off of his lap and he stood up too. First he pulled his shirt over his head and then worked on his pants. At the same time, I took the rest of my clothes off.
When he was finished undressing, he sat back in the same spot on the couch. I knelt between his legs and took his semi-hard length in my small hand. I pumped it a few times before sucking on the tip in my mouth.
"Fuck, just like that darling." He grabbed a hold of my hair and pushed me onto his fully hard length. I looked up at Klaus. He had his eyes glued shut and his head thrown back.
I bobbed my head a couple of times before getting up and sitting back in his lap. I hovered over his aching length.
"Klaus"
"Yea?" His hands found their way onto my hips and he dug his nails in. His head still thrown back
"Do you want this?"
He bit his lip and squinted his eyes open for a quick second, glancing at me and then at my boobs. "I need this. I need your pussy so bad babe."
It was a good enough answer for me. I took his length and positioned it at my entrance. I rubbed his tip back and forth along my clit.
He moaned and turned his head to the side as if he was ashamed to be making any noise at all.
"Fuck me already y/n."
I placed my hands on his shoulders and sat down on his length. My hips met his as he filled me entirely. He pulled me up with his rough hands and slammed me back down. His gaze travelled to where our two bodies where connected and slowed his pace. The grip on my hips loosened as he stared off into space
"C'mon babe, harder."
He let out a grunt each time as I kept bouncing on his dick. I clenched my muscles around him.
"Shit y/n you're so tight." He scrunched his eyebrows up and gritted his teeth together. "Don't stop baby." His hands reached for my boobs once again and he toyed with my nipples.
With one last bounce his head threw back and he came inside of me. He rubbed his eyes, wiping some of the sweat off his brow.
"Why won't you look at me?"
"I was y/n."
"No you weren't."
"God, why does it even matter?"
"Because...Klaus. I love you."
He didn't answer. He just lay there, running a hand through his hair, staring up at the ceiling.
"Don't you love me back?"
"I'm so sorry"
"Why are you sorry? You have nothing to be sorry for."
"I cheated on you-"
