Mrs Mikaelson

Scratch That - Torturing Werewolves Is Even More Fun Than Hunting Them

Isa giggled as Klaus stood behind her, hands over her eyes. Klaus had a smile equally as big as he held his girl, a dart in her hand. 

"Come on love, you've got this," he laughed, and Isa took a couple of breaths to calm herself before she threw. She squealed in delight when she heard Ray's grunts of pain and Klaus's hands moved from her eyes to her waist. They'd tied him in front of the dartboard and Isa's blind dart had hit him centimetres from the heart. "Told you, you got it," Klaus said spinning his wife around to plant a kiss on her lips, Isa melting into it as she closed her eyes in ecstasy, her hands going to ravage Klaus's hair.

"If you guys are going to have sex, can you at least do it in the bathroom so I don't have to see it? I mean, you do want me to actually get some answers out of this guy, don't you?" Stefan asked, the sound of his voice ruining the moment as Isa pulled away from Klaus. Klaus was still focused solely on Isa as she rolled her eyes. He was eyeing her like he was trying to decide where he should kiss her first or how long it would take him to kiss every inch of her body. He pulled her down to sit on his lap as Stefan dipped another dart in wolfsbane and threw it, hitting Ray in the neck as he threw. The werewolf screamed and raged against his chains.

"Ray, you can end this right now. Just tell me where your pack gathers for the full moon," Stefan asked as he leaned on the wall next to Ray, Klaus leaning back in his chair as his lips assaulted his wife's neck, the sensation sending shivers up her spine.

"I can't," Ray panted, blood dripping down his face as it mixed with his sweat.

"I know. I know. You live by a code and all that. But see, they're not going to let me stop until you tell me. And I do whatever they say. That's the way things go around here," Stefan said as he pointed to where Isa and Klaus sat, the latter whispering things into the former's ear as she smiled wickedly, his hands on her waist.

It was then that a woman walked over to them and cleared her throat lightly and Klaus pulled away from Isa's ear. 

"Hello Mr. Klaus, Ms. Isa," the girl said, obviously compelled as Klaus still stared at Isa, enjoying the beauty and the danger in her.

"Come here darling," Isa said, waving a finger to call the girl over. She bent to Isa's ear.

"You told me to tell you if I saw anything. Well, I saw that guy's brother, Damon, at the farmhouse," she informed, Isa and Klaus both aware that Stefan had heard.

"Well done, Claudine," Isa said, breathy as her husband's lips still ravaged her skin, his senses flooded with her scent and it drove him wild. "You tell your friends to keep up the good work," she said and the girl nodded before leaving.

"My brother's still on our trail?" Stefan asked as he approached the two, Isa now straddling Klaus who reluctantly pulled away from her neck.

"He's getting closer," Isa said before her lips spread into a grin. "I'm going to have to deal with that. I have some new tricks I've been wanting to try, and some old ones."

Klaus let out an amused chuckle as he squeezed her hip. There was a very good reason why her skills were revered as legendary. Her tricks were nothing short of brutal, but they were effective at getting information or, in this case, getting a message across.

"No. No. No. I'll handle it," Stefan insisted.

"Why should we let you leave?" Klaus spoke as they both looked up to him.

"Because you know I'll come back," Stefan said, annoyed.

"Do I?' Klaus questioned.

"You saved my brother's life. I'm in your service," Stefan promised and Klaus groaned and not in pleasure.