Don't klaus and elena klena

don't you want me? part l

Elena poured herself another glass of scotch and finished it in one drink. It was a Saturday night and Damon was supposed to pick her up. He was late. Again. Elena's phone rang signaling her that somebody was trying to reach her. She read the caller id and saw Damon's name. He had called her several time tonight, probably to apologize and reschedule. Elena didn't pick up.

The doorbell rang and Elena stood up. She have had one too many drinks. Elena walked dizzily up towards the doorway, having to lean against the wall for support. Elena looked out the door hole. The man standing in front of the door didn't look anything like Stefan or Damon. He had short dirty blonde hair and Elena admitted to herself that he was gorgeous, even more so than the Salvatore brothers. His looks were to die for. Elena struggled to open the doorknob, another affect of her drinking and smirked at the man. "Klaus," she said. She tried to sound normal but her word slurred. The man raised an eyebrow at her slurred voice and his eyes trailed down her body. Elena can tell that the man liked what he saw, he liked how the tight black dress hugged every curve of her impossibly perfect body, how her breasts swells on top of her dress. Elena bit her lip, biting back a moan at the man's gaze. "What are you doing here?" Elena crossed her arms across her chest knowing that by doing so, her breasts will be even bigger.I

"Rebekah is out to get you," klaus said. "I thought you two were the best of friends. What went wrong?"

Elena smirked as she closed the door behind klaus. She lead him inside the house and they sat on the couch in the living room.

"Let's just say our little shopping trip went wrong," Elena smiled at klaus sweetly, "she ended up with a dagger in her back."

Klaus smiled and looked around. "Are you here all alone?" He asked.

"Why do you ask that?" Elena looked at klaus surprised. Even in her drunk state, she knew that klaus couldn't care less about her, and to Elena's surprise, she was a little disappointed. She wanted klaus to care about her.

"Well," klaus replied, "because it seems like you have them wrapped around your pretty little finger. I would expect to see them here running around listening to your every command."

Elena blushed and looked down. "Damon stood me up," elena suddenly said. She got up and moved over to the kitchen, where she poured herself another glass of whiskey.

"Really?" Klaus looked at elena surprised. If he was honest with himself, he couldn't see why anybody would have stood Elena Gilbert up. She was beautiful, he realized as he watched her get a second glass out of the cupboard and pour in some bourbon. She sat down next to him and handed him his glass.

"How many glasses have you had love?" Klaus asked as he watched her throw her head back emptying her glass.

"I lost count," Elena replied, her words even more slurred and barely comprehensible. She stood up to pour herself another glass but klaus grabbed Elena's arm.

"I think that you've had enough love," klaus said. "If you take any more, then you'll pass out. I don't want my dear doppelganger to be dead now do I?"

Elena smiled to herself. She loved how Klaus would call Elena his doppelganger. It was foolish for her to have hope considering he had basically confessed his feelings for Caroline a few months ago.

"I'm not going to die," Elena said but sat down. She sighed and bit her lip. She looked up at him. "Can I ask you something?"

"Go ahead, love," klaus said. He stretched out on the couch and suddenly Elena imagined all of the dirty things they could be doing right now.

"Shouldn't you be out stalking Caroline and seducing her?" Klaus smirked as he heard a twinge of jealousy in Elena's voice. "You fancy her don't you?"

"You don't need to be jealous, love," Klaus almost growled. "What makes you so sure I still have feelings for her? I've only told her that several months ago."

"Exactly." Elena avoided Klaus's eyes.

"Maybe my feelings have changed," Elena's eyes finally met Klaus's and it was filled with surprise. She hadnt expected him to say that.

Elena opened her mouth to say something but then quickly closed it, speechless. Klaus leaned in to Elena, and grabbed her chin with his finger. Klaus attacked Elena's lip hungrily and kissed it. Elena's kisses were soft at first but then it grew as elena wrapped her arms around his neck. Feisty.

Klaus growled and wondered if she had kissed the Salvatore brothers this way. No wonder why they were obsessed with her. She was beautiful, full of light, even more so than Caroline herself. Klaus had never fancied Caroline, he fancy elena and elena only.

Klaus kissed Elena with lust, savoring the moment. He knew that elena was drunk. That was only why she had gave in to her temptation. If elena had never been drunk, she would have pushed him away. Klaus smiled. He wasn't drunk, not even a little bit. Klaus had been wanting this for forever but because of her link to the salvatore brothers, he could never have her. Or so he thought.

Klaus trailed his fingers down Elena's slender neck, wanting to mate with elena. He felt his fangs come out and trailed it along elenas neck.

Elena gasped out and as if she was in a trwnce , elena pushed him away. Elena's hand immediately flew to her neck and shook her head.

"I-I have to go to bed," she mumbled, breathless. Klaus's face fell but he felt a little joy in knowing what effect his kisses had on her. Elena went to rinse out both of their glasses and staggered up the stairs. Klaus resisted the urge to carry her upstairs himself, to do inappropriate lustful things to her.

As elena disappeared into her bedroom, klaus felt something press uncomfortably in his jeans. Fuck.

"Look what you did to me," klaus growled to elena as if she was here to hear it. Klaus got up and vampire speeded up to Elena's room.

He didn't want to miss the show.