"Will you indulge me my love?" Klaus smiled as he placed a chaste kiss on the petite foot he was holding.
"Mmm…I thought that's what I've been doing since last night." came the breathless reply. His sensual smile was doing something funny to her insides.
His warm laughter slid across her skin, heating it and causing goose bumps in its wake.
"Yes and I am most appreciative." He dropped her foot back into the gently steaming water and then pulled her to him by her leg.
Bonnie went willingly, her lip caught between her teeth as he pulled her into his lap. His hands caressed her shoulders and then down to her breasts, his fingers tweaking her dark nipples into hardened tips.
"Most appreciative," he murmured, his cock hardening, as it did inevitably when in her presence. Or lately even as he thought of her.
Sometime between when he tried to first kill her and now, the tiny witch had wormed her way into his undead heart. Her power, and she was extremely powerful, even if she didn't realize to the full extent was certainly a draw. Her unflinchingly loyalty to her family and friends, which had put her in harm's way more times than Klaus was comfortable with was another chink in the armor surrounding his heart.
But what really drew him to this stubborn, opinionated, beautiful creature was her heart. She honestly believed there was good in everyone, himself included. He found her faith in him staggering, even if terribly naïve.
There was a light in her that Klaus wanted to bask in until the end of time. Allow it to consume the darkness of his soul and wash away his misdeeds and evils.
If anyone contained such power, it would be her. The bane of his existence at one point, now the sun to his soul.
Right now though, he wanted her one place. On his cock. His hands grabbed her hips, lifted her and then allowed her to sink slowly down his length.
As always, he was pleased by her gasping, those beguiling green eyes wide with pleasure and the feel of her hot, tight cunt fluttering around his dick.
"Oh Nik," she breathed dreamily, her head falling to his chest. He could hear her heart racing, blood rushing through her veins. Her lips kissed along his collarbone as her hips began rolling in a smooth motion.
His fingers danced along her spine as Klaus growled his pleasure. Bonnie lifted her head, her lips seeking his. Klaus was more than happy to oblige her.
He felt his control slipping from the drugging kisses and languid pace. He lifted her off of him entirely and quickly positioned her over the side of the tub.
Klaus took a moment to appreciate the delicate curve of Bonnie's spine and the fleshy globes of her ass. And then he powered back into her with a thrust that had her screaming his name.
His hips slammed into her backside at a frenzied pace. He leaned over her to suck and kiss her shoulders and back.
"Mine." He chanted low, his eyes going feral, fangs extending. He brushed them along her nape before sinking them into the most sensitive spot on her neck.
"Yes Niiiiiiiiiik! Fuck Nik!" Bonnie cried out as her orgasm hit her full force. "Yours, yours," she screamed. She fell weakly against the side of the tub, her body shaking and pussy pulsating.
Klaus stiffened for just a moment and then his hips bucked uncontrollably as he erupted inside of her. He continued to drink his fill of her blood as he pumped her full with his come.
Finally, he licked the wound on her neck closed and pried her from against the tub. He nuzzled her neck gently, intoxicated by her scent, which was even more potent now he had drank her blood. Klaus stood, holding her in his arms. The water had grown too cold for Bonnie to sit in anymore.
"I thought we were going to relax this morning?" Her question made him smile.
"Are you not relaxed little one? I have other excellent strategies I can employ." He kissed her forehead tenderly before laying her down on his massive bed.
Her lazy smile and heavy lidded eyes confirmed that she was at least sleepy, if not totally relaxed. Klaus could not help but trace her smile with his fingertip.
"So very beautiful," he said quietly. "Sleep, I'll be back soon."
"Stay with me." She had no idea what those words and the look of vulnerability in her eyes were doing to him. Had been doing for nearly a year. It was impossible to resist her and Klaus found that he really didn't want to.
He slipped into bed with her, hauling her against his side. Her head nestled into his neck, against his shoulder just the way he liked.
"Always love, always."
It was nearly evening when they finally untangled and dragged themselves from Klaus's bed. Bonnie perched on a stool at the island in the kitchen, watching in amazement as Klaus cooked her dinner.
The thought of Niklaus Mikaelson cooking a human dinner was surreal. It was far more likely that a human would be his dinner. Yet here he was, chopping veggies and marinating meat, telling her what he had been up to lately.
It was in moments like this that Bonnie realized how much she loved him. When he chose to let his guard down, to share with her, to take care of her.
The rest of the world fell away. The fact they often stood on opposites sides of conflicts, had tried to kill each other on several occasions, none of it mattered to her.
Nik was all that mattered. Bonnie wasn't sure that he could feel things like love or happiness, but she desperately hoped the time they spent together meant something to him. It meant everything to her.
"What's going on in that pretty head of yours? Have I bored you little one?" Klaus's seductive voice pulled her out of her thoughts.
Bonnie shook her head vigorously. "You're anything but dull Nik, I think you already know that." His megawatt smile was contagious and she found herself smiling in return.
Nik had been listening to her racing heart for the past few minutes. The dreamy expression in her vibrant green eyes gave a hint of what she might be thinking, but he was curious if she would give voice to her thoughts.
"What were you thinking?" He asked again.
Bonnie let out a trembling breath. She had considering lying, not quite sure that either of them were ready for what she had to say. But she didn't want be dishonest to Nik, so she settled for deflection instead.
"Just wondering what you meant earlier by indulging you." Klaus blinked in surprise. He knew that wasn't what she was thinking, but he had nearly forgotten what he said earlier in the afternoon.
Klaus decided to take pity on his little one and not continue to press the issue, even though he thought seeing her so flustered was endearing. He set her plate and a glass of Pinot Noir in front of her and ordered her to eat.
Happily and properly fed, Bonnie lay curled in Klaus's lap as he sat next to the roaring fire. He traced swirling patterns on her back while they sat in companionable silence.
Bonnie's eyes were just drifting shut when he spoke.
"Come back with me to New Orleans." Bonnie raised her head and met his intense stare.
"Why?" She asked warily.
"Because as wonderful as these romantic trysts and the dreams have been, they are not enough anymore. You are mine, I want you with me." Bonnie melted at those words. This was the first time he had said it outside of when they were having sex. She supposed for Nik, it was as close to a declaration of love as she could expect.
"But your family and my family…"Bonnie started.
"They are of no consequence." Klaus interrupted.
"That's easy for you to say. I'm not asking you to leave your family." Bonnie said softly. "They're all I have. If I leave them to go to New Orleans, what will I have left?"
"Me." His answer was soft, his eyes fierce.
"Nik," she sighed, the tears that filled her eyes spilled over. Her tiny hands cupped his face.
Could she do it? Leave behind everyone and everything she knew, just to be with him? Would she be enough? Was she brave enough to try?
Bonnie met Nik's steadfast gaze. He didn't give any indication of anything other than he was waiting for her answer.
The past year flashed through her mind. Her happiest, most peaceful memories were of them together. The long talks and companionable silences. FaceTime and texts. Her curled on his lap, him cuddled against her. The amazing sex or the exotic destinations he would surprise her with.
The smile she gave him was one he would remember through the rest of his immortal life.
"When do we leave?"
Bonnie laid sprawled across the bed, gasping and shivering as Klaus collapsed against her back.
"I can't, Nik, please." She cried out. He was still rock hard inside her and his fingers crept between her thighs to tease her clit.
"I promise you can and you will little one." His voice was a silky whisper against her ear. He licked the shell of her ear and then started to pound into her. The angle they were laying in ensured that he hit her g-spot with each stroke.
She couldn't help it. Bonnie started shrieking from the sheer pleasure. Her vision blurred and she feared her heart was going to beat right out of her chest.
"Nik, please, please. I need to come. So. Bad. Please Nik!" She was prattling and sobbing, her thoughts scattered.
"Your ass is already a delicious shade of red my love. I don't think you're up for another spanking, do you?" Klaus gritted out. He was surprised he could speak around the feeling of her pussy squeezing his cock.
So hot. So tight. All his. That one thought set him off.
"Come my light, come now!" He growled out, slamming into her one final time as he tipped over the edge. Bonnie followed him over.
His name was a long, keening cry ripped from her throat. Her core exploded, the pleasure radiated through her whole body. It went on and on, until she lay spent beneath him.
Klaus tried to get his body to coordinate so he could move, but it simply would not cooperate. The tiny witch had drained him- finally. At last his concern that he was crushing her won out. With great effort, he heaved onto his side and wrapped her in his embrace.
Bonnie felt- boneless. Like a great expanse of nothing and everything at once. Every nerve, every inch of skin felt rippling, alive. The tears that leaked from her eyes felt like a river rushing along her skin.
It was all too much and not enough.
"Nik," she whimpered, her voice as tiny and fragile as she was. His cool arms wrapped more tightly around her.
"Sweeting, are you ok? You're freezing." She wanted to reply, but nothing seemed to be working. So she simply burrowed closer and hoped he understood.
He did. Instantly, she was wrapped in bed linen, the roaring fire from downstairs lending her the warmth that he could not. His hands were once again caressing her gently; he must have known she was too sensitive for anything else.
True to form, the little witch gave everything, held nothing back. Klaus wondered if it was even possible that she could.