Hello again. Here is the second installment of my story. I thank you guys for the reviews, favorites, and follows. I hope you guys enjoy this next chapter.
Again I would like to reiterate that this is a MATURE story for a reason. That means strong language, death talk, sexual descriptions, and other sensitive topics. This story will play on your heart, and mind, so if you can't handle that, I urge you to not read it. Otherwise, have a great time reading!
DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything but Jennifer Smith, and everything not seen in The Originals.
When his lips touched mine, my body immediately reacted by shooting electricity through my veins and a warmth shot towards my groin area. He was a fantastic kisser, that was for sure. Then again, he had probably had the time. What was I thinking? This glorious man was kissing me, I shouldn't have a thought within a mile's distance of my brain.
His lips were massaging against mine, as his hands traveled lower, making my insecurities spike up. Like hell. I wasn't going to be the first person undressed. With this thought in mind, I decided to test out my own strength and bunched his shirt in my hands and ripped it clean apart before pushing it over his shoulders which he complied to, all the while keeping his lips glued to mine. He had a smirk on his lips that I didn't mind, because of the sense of power that overcame me in that moment.
I pushed him with all my strength, and ended up on the bed in under a second with him under me. Oh that felt amazing. I stopped the kiss, and pulled my top over my head with his hands on my hips with an iron grip. He obviously didn't want to stop, and I smirked at him before lowering my eyes down to his body.
"Fuck." The word tumbled out of my mouth before I could stop it, which earned me a conceited smile. Well…he had a lot to be confident about, which, in turn, made my insecurities come back.
It must have shown on my face, because he let out a growl of impatience and flipped us before, quite literally, ripping my bra off. Damn, that was hot. It made my insecurities fly to the back of my head before I pulled him down to my face, and plunged my tongue in his mouth. Now this was more like it. I could stay here all day, and have a hot make out session with him. Apparently he had other plans. He smirked into the kiss, and unbuttoned my jeans before pulling them down with my panties supernatural style. Well fuck, I was undressed first.
This spiked an unusual amount of anger in me before I ripped apart his jeans, and boxers while letting out a growl to get back at him. He stopped the kiss, and looked down on me with another smirk that making me scowl at him before I flipped us again and push his wrists above his head. I didn't know where this was coming from, but it seemed that my deepest darkest fantasy came to the forefront of my mind. He raised an eyebrow at my brazenness, and his eyes dilated with desire. Obviously he liked this side of me. I could work with that.
I leaned down to hover my lips against his before brushing against them, leaning back when he tried to kiss me with a playful smile on my lips. He mock growled at me, and I nipped at his bottom lip before readjusting my lower half to rub myself against his swollen manhood. A shudder ran through me, and I let out a moan, loving teasing both myself and him. My internal temperature rose, and I bit my lip before becoming a bit more frantic with my movements. His eyes narrowed at me, and he flexed his arms underneath my wrists, giving me only a few seconds warning before flipped us again. Dammit. Despite my losing control I giggled at our little wrestle which made his eyes soften a bit before he kissed me, slower this time.
It made a warm feeling spread throughout my body, and my legs rubbed softly against his body until they hooked loosely around his hips. His kisses became urgent, and he rubbed himself against me, making me instinctively arch my back. He continued this way, torturing me deliciously until it was almost unbearable before he started to push himself inside of me. It had been a while since I had last had sex so I wiggled uncomfortably for about a second, dreading this part, before he hiked one of my legs up, and plunged into me.
"God!" Another slip of the tongue. He smirked at me for it, seemingly still able to stay playful, but he had a lustful look in his eye.
"Not quite, love."
I shuddered in ecstasy. He was reaching a part of me I had only felt brushed once or twice during my previous encounters. Klaus noticed my surprise at this, and grinned before leaning down to whisper in my ear "I've been alive a long time, sweetheart. I can do things those boys wouldn't imagine. "
My breath caught in my throat as anticipation rose within my body, and as soon as he rocked into me I could feel a hurtling orgasm coming my way. A moan glided out of my throat without me meaning to, and I clenched the sheets under me. It felt like my entire body was alive. As he started to pump into me, I could feel my body start to lose control. I was clenching his shoulders, then pulling him down to kiss me, then backing up as the onslaught of pure raw pleasure became so overwhelming. He didn't let me though. Grabbing my raised ankle, he clenched my hip in his other hand, drawing blood, and went faster.
"Shit!" My orgasm ripped through me, and a slightly different sound come with it that I didn't understand. As I recovered my breathing, he saw my confusion and tilted his head to the side before he broke out in an amused smile.
"What?" I asked
"You've never came before."
It was stated simply, and when I realized it's meaning, I blushed before looking away.
"Shut up."
He chuckled before thrusting again, eliciting a surprised moan from me.
"As you wish, princess."
I was confused, but it faded away into nothing when he became rougher, hitting that same spot inside me again and again. My back arched, and my arms flew around his neck. He was right, I was more limber. Strong curse words fell from my mouth as he pounded into me, and I couldn't control the half moans/half screams that flew out of my mouth. It was happening again, it was building, and all I could do was clamp my muscles around him as I lost control over my body. He was becoming more frantic, I could tell as his movements became jerky, before he took a deep breath, and slowed down, rolling his hips into mine, making me whimper. I felt his hand on that delicious spot of mine before I realized my eyes were closed, and they flew open as my body shot upwards when he started circling my clitoris.
"Fuck. Oh fuck." I was coated in a thin sheet of sweat, and my entire body started jerking. My hands wouldn't sit still, and I couldn't help but let out a string of cuss words as he started pushing in me faster, and faster with each stroke of his finger, I was coming closer to being undone. I didn't know if I could handle another one but I noticed my body didn't care as I bucked against him desperately. I could feel my face changing as my peak started to reach higher than I thought possible, and I knew my fangs had elongated. It was coming, I was coming, something was-
"Aaah!" I screamed to the ceiling as my body reached it's peak, and he came not to much later.
I was panting as he looked at me with dark, interested eyes. My face changed back to normal, and I hooked my fingers behind his neck before bringing him in for another searing kiss. When our lips parted, my breathing had calmed, and I laid back down, him following in suit beside me. It was quiet for a small amount of time before I spoke up.
"That was fucking amazing."
He chuckled, and I instinctively growled before realizing what I did and letting out a groan, bringing my hands to my face.
"Good lord. I feel like a pregnant woman minus the assurance that I'll be fine in 10 months."
He raised his eyebrow "10?"
"That's how long it would take for my medication to come back into affec- Oh shit!" I shot up in the bed. "Um...please tell me medication still works even though I've basically been turned into a completely different species."
"Mmm, no. I imagine not. Why?"
My breathing started to quicken, and a familiar tightening in my chest came over me. I spotted a robe, and flashed to it before putting it on and flipping my hair out of the back. "You don't understand. This is bad. This is very very bad." I couldn't see him as I started counting in my head.
"Okay so the lore is that vampires are a hundred times stronger, and faster, so it stand to say that the metabolism is a hundred times better, so twenty-five times one hundred is-"
He was in front of me before I could find the answer which frustrated the hell out of me.
"WHAT?"
Klaus raised an eyebrow before looking at me deep in the eyes as his pupils expanded, and saying in a slightly lower voice. "What is wrong."
My voice came out before I knew what I was saying "I'm bi-polar with PTSD, anxiety disorder, with sleeping problems. If I don't have my medication, I'm scared of what will happen." I got confused for a moment before realizing that he had somehow controlled me into telling him that.
"What the he-"
"Interesting."
I let out a frustrated growl before the need to destroy something rose within me. My mind was infinitely fogged with anger, and I was losing control of it fast, so I glanced around before flashing to the broken t.v. and kicking it against the wall, loving the sound of it shattering against the wall. I panted before realizing what happened, and groaned bending down on the balls of my feet before letting my head fall in my hands.
"This is going to suuuuck."
I heard the sound of a dresser drawer opening and clothing rustle around before I heard him come in front of me.
"I could help you."
My eyes opened up to see him crouched down, with pants on I noticed, in front of me. I gave him a doubting look, and he put his finger under my chin before saying.
"You're immortal. It won't last forever. I'm just offering a helping hand, with a few rules of course."
Indignation rose in my throat, but I swallowed it down, choosing to listen to what he had to say. After all, it had always been my dream to be able to control my emotions without the needs of meds, so I could at least hear him out. I looked him straight in the eyes, and nodded, to which he gave a pleased smile, and got up before clapping his hands together once.
"Great! So first lesson, listen all the way to the end. Now here are my rules.."
I slowly rose and watched him as he pursed his lips before listing them off.
" 1. You aren't to leave this room unless I say so. There's a bathroom attached, and I will bring you all the things you need. 2. If I do say you can leave, don't speak, just do as I say. 3. When you're angry, tell me. I'll bring you someone to kill-" My jaw clamped shut and I gritted my teeth, trying not to scream at him. He noticed this but continued on.
"4. If you don't want to kill, I'll find something equally satisfying. 5. I'm more powerful than you, therefore I can kill you. Don't piss me off. 6. No more destroying my stuff. 7. Never tell anyone anything about what we do together. 8. Don't lie to me. 9. Don't try to escape. and 10. Don't be stupid."
I looked at him with warring feelings battling in me, and a rant on the tip of my tongue infused with a few choice words. To keep myself from saying something I would regret, I bit down on my lip. He was watching me with calculating eyes, which irritated me all the more, so before I could lose control of myself I started towards the bathroom. Unfortunately, I nearly tripped on the way there. Irritation flashed in me before I whipped around to see what the hell was impeding my path when I noticed the girl, and my eyes widened.
Not really knowing what I was doing, I kneeled down on the floor in front of her, and brushed her hair from her face. She truly was beautiful...and cold. Her eyes were open, and I wondered what the last thing she saw was. A pang of guilt flashed in my heart, and my eyes started to water. I had done this. I killed this girl without giving any thought to who she was, or who she was leaving behind. She could have lived to do great things, and I took that away from her.
When the first tear fell, I could feel his presence behind me. I didn't pay any mind to it as I leaned forward to close her eyes. She was lying on her stomach, in an awkward position for her body. I couldn't leave her like that, so I leaned forward again, and turned her around with minimal effort. Bile rose in my throat when I realized she was already well into Rigor Mortis. A frightening thought came to my mind, and I couldn't take it anymore as I flashed to the toilet and emptied the contents of my last meal, and stomach bile. I had just realized I had fucked in the same room with a dead body.
"Oh god." My voice came out choked, and broken, as tears fell freely from my eyes. I sat back and curled my legs to my chest before letting my head fall on my knees. I couldn't stand it. I felt dirty. Disgusting. I got up, and turned around to the highly expensive looking shower before walking determinedly towards it. A hand caught my wrist, and I looked towards with blurred vision.
"You're a vampire. That means you feed off of humans. Feeling regret for something that keeps you alive is useless."
I ripped my wrist out of his grip and hissed venomously "I just fucked in the same room with a girl that I killed. I may be a damn vampire, but I was human a few hours ago."
I thought he might come after me as I walked towards the shower, but all I heard was the closing of the door. Thankful for this allowance, I immediately stripped off the robe I had on, and tossed it somewhere I hoped I wouldn't see before turning on the shower.
Jumping in, I noticed I didn't have to get used to the feel of the water, which confused me but I shrugged it off, and got to scrubbing my entire body of that guilt triggering smell of sex on my body. I intended to get every single freaking cell of my body scrubbed clean. Eventually I scrubbed myself so hard, I started to bleed, which made me realize that I was sobbing.
Dropping the loofah, I let my hands rest on the wall in front of me as water dripped down me. My body was shaking, and the tile cracked underneath the pressure of my fingers. Immediately I drew back, remembering Klaus' rule. A sigh made it's way out of my lungs as I rubbed my hands down my face.
"I don't know if I can do this…" It was said as a whisper, and I felt the ring of truth in them. How was I going to live with all these emotions? I could barely control them as a human, and as a vampire… "This is going to be hell."
Sighing, I turned off the shower, and slid open the door to find a fresh towel with new clothes resting in front of me. I looked around, and noticed the robe was gone as well. It seemed he had come in here without me knowing it, and left.
"Well that's not creepy at all."
I picked up the towel, and started to dry myself off, the redness in my skin already gone. As I walked over the clothes, I wrapped the towel around myself, and walked towards the mirror. The mirror was fogged, of course, but I wiped a clear spot so I could see myself. I looked the opposite of how I was feeling. My eyes were clear, my skin was radiant, and eyes looked alert. Another upside of being a vampire I guess. If you could call it that.
Turning back around I walked towards the clothes on the floor, and picked them up. My eyebrows immediately shot up. It was a lacy looked bra with matching panties, and a short, but simple, looking dress.
"How…Nope. I don't want to know." I put them on, along with the slippers I found, and walked towards the door.
My hand raised towards the doorknob before I realized I might have to see that girl again. I faltered, and my arm fell to my side. Seeing that girl again…I didn't know if I could take that. However, before I could start to debate about it, the door opened, and I jumped, seeing Klaus, fully dressed, in front of me with a wine glass in his hand. It was filled with a red liquid that my nose told me was definitely not Merlot.
I looked him in the face, and he tipped his head to the side, indicating he wanted me to come out. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I stepped back into the room with some reservations. Immediately I knew that she was gone, and I was surprised yet again. I was going to ask where he put her, but I knew I didn't want to know so I kept my mouth shut. He didn't comment on it either, but instead walked towards the drawer, and picked up larger wine glass, nearly filled to the brim before offering it to me. My eyes flickered to his face before I accepted it with both hands, and started to drink it greedily. I ignored the fact that it was still warm.
"I think until you learn how to control your emotions, you shouldn't feed from a human."
I finished it off, and licked my lips nodding at him.
"I agree."
He drank the rest of his drink, and started towards the door. My eyes watched his back as he opened the door, and turned to me with his hand held out. I looked at him with surprise before taking his hand, and letting him take me outside.
"I think I should teach you what it means to be a vampire."
So I know the smut wasn't all that good, but I really wanted to get inside of Jennifer's mind in this story. In the next few chapters it should really pick up. I've pretty much got most of this story planned out, so don't fret, I shall update when I get the next chapter completely filled out.