The Vampire Diaries and The Originals Imagines and One-shots

The Librarian - Klaus

A/N: Guess who's back! I'll be posting some of the things that I've posted on tumblr during my absence here. Enjoy

Warning: This one is 18+ only. Smut. 

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No one understood why you and Klaus Mikaelson were a couple. You were quiet, polite, some might even say shy. You were content to remain in the background and preferred not to be the center of anyone's attention. Most people thought you were the perfect fit for your role as the town's librarian.

You met the hybrid when you were walking home from work one day and he fell into step beside you. "Hello, love. Beautiful night."

You glanced at him briefly before turning your attention back to the road in front of you. "Yes, it is, Mr. Mikaelson. Is there something I can do for you?"

His steps stuttered for a moment and you smiled. You did so like catching people off guard. "You know who I am?"

"You'll find there isn't much that happens in this town that I don't know about," you assured him.

"You are far more interesting than I thought you'd be," his voice was so low you weren't certain that he'd intended you to hear him.

You smirked in his direction. "You haven't seen anything yet, hybrid."

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It had been three weeks since that day and you had seen Nik every single day since then. He came in when you were working. Waited for you to get off work and either drove you home or walked with you, depending on the weather. Coffee dates turned into dinners and nights spent in each other's arms. Fully clothed, no making out, nights in each other's arms much to your displeasure.

Despite Nik knowing nearly every one of your secrets, you still got the impression he was afraid to corrupt you. As if. The mere thought was hilarious. Nik was always teasing you about being a straight-laced librarian. The time had obviously come for you to take matters into your own hands.

You'd told Nik you'd be in meetings all day and arranged for one of your co-workers to take the last half of your shift. A quick jaunt home for you to change your clothes and you were now standing on Nik's front porch. You straightened the thick frames of the glasses you didn't need and smoothed your hands down your skirt before rapping lightly on the door.

Elijah answered and ran his eyes over you before smiling. "Niklaus is in his study. My siblings and I are all otherwise occupied this evening. Have fun."

He stepped back to let you in and you patted his chest. "Thank you, Elijah."

He nodded once before stepping out and closing the door behind him as he went. You wondered briefly if the other Mikaelsons actually already had plans or if Elijah just intended to see to it that they did. It didn't really matter either way. The end result was the same.

You leaned in the doorway of Nik's study and watched the muscles of his back flex as he painted the large canvas in front of him. "I thought you were working," he said after a moment without turning to look at you.

You hummed in agreement. "There are more important things in life than work, Nik. But you know that already."

He tilted his head as he examined the painting in front of him. Apparently satisfied with what he saw, he cleaned his brush before setting it and the paint he held to the side. Only then did he turn to face you.

His movements stilled as he took you in. "What's all this, love?"

You stepped away from the doorway, swaying your hips slightly. His tongue darted out to moisten his lips as his gaze shifted to take in your four-inch heels. His eyes moved slowly up your form, taking in your bare legs. Your plaid skirt flared at the bottom and would have looked rather conservative if not for the lacing that ran up both sides. You'd paired it with a white blouse and short leather jacket. "This is as conservative as I get. Do you like it?"

"You could say that," he answered and swallowed. To this point he'd only ever seen you in jeans and various tops.

You strutted a couple of more steps in his direction. "I just knew you'd appreciate the heels. You seemed the type."

His brows lifted. "Do I?"

You nodded and made a sound of agreement. You turned to walk across the room and pour him a glass of whiskey. His eyes were still on you when you turned and made your way back to him. After handing him the glass, you steered him toward the couch in the room. He sat and placed the drink on the table beside him. "What are you up to, love?" he asked.

"Have I ever mentioned that I'm rather impatient when it comes to getting what I want?" You reached up and let your hair down as you spoke. You mussed it with your fingers putting it into a more natural state.

"I don't believe you have," he answered. "And what is it you want, Y/N?"

You tossed your glasses onto the table next to his drink and stepped out of the heels. You closed the little distance that remained between you and teased your skirt up as you straddled his lap. His hands immediately went to your waist. "Well, if it's not already obvious, I want you, Nik."

You leaned forward and captured his lips with your own. His fingers dug into your hips as he returned the gesture eagerly. As you nipped and sucked at each other's lips, his hips rolled up into yours and you gasped. You'd foregone undergarments as part of your seduction plan and the rough denim of his jeans rubbed against your exposed center.

You repeated the motion as you continued to kiss him. His hands moved from your waist to push the jacket from your shoulders. You let it fall to the floor before tangling your fingers in his hair as he began to unbutton your blouse. His lips moved from your mouth to trace your jawline and move down your neck. It didn't take long for his kisses to become love bites and you were certain you'd be bruised in the morning. He kept his lips moving across your skin even as the blouse joined your jacket on the floor. His hands wrapped around your ribcage as his thumbs caressed the underside of your breasts. A jolt of pleasure went through both your nipples at once and you gasped.

It took a moment, but you eventually realized that Nik had stopped moving. You opened your eyes and frowned at him only to find his eyes locked on your chest. You glanced down and smirked as you realized what had him so entranced. "Not what you were expecting?"

"That's an understatement, love." His thumbs brushed against the bar piercing you wore in each nipple.

The sound that left your mouth was something between a gasp and moan. He grinned at you while you shifted in his lap. "Oh, this will be fun," he said, his voice deeper, rougher than it had been before.

In one fluid movement he stood from the couch and shifted his hold on you so his hands were cupping your bare ass under the skirt. You wrapped your arms around his neck as he sped you to his room and dropped you on his bed.

You laughed as you bounced, the sound fading as he crawled up the bed, boxing you in as he hovered over you. "You never cease to amaze me, Y/N." He pressed a surprisingly soft kiss against your lips.

"You haven't seen anything yet, hybrid," you teased as you grasped his shirt in your hands and tugged him forward.