Chapter 2: "Stuck In Hell With You"
Summary: When Klaus has Katherine kidnapped and trapped in the apartment, she dares to test his patience and get smart with him. Klaus handles her. But when the two discover something they haven't felt in a long time, will old memories resurface?
General Disclaimer: I don't own any of The Vampire Diaries characters, I also don't own The Vampire Diaries. I don't make any money from these stories.
Note: Takes place during season two. I wrote this personally, so characters may seem out of character at times.
Warning: This chapter does not contain fighting, violence, profanity and abuse. It does include sex, and a small amount of M/F spanking.
Pairing: Klaus/Katherine
Klaus woke up the next morning surprised that he didn't have a hangover. The bottle of whiskey next to him was full when he started drinking it; and now, it was empty. Klaus stood up and walked over to put on his leather jacket. Just then, Katherine walked out of her room. She was dressed, tired, and most importantly: grumpy.
"Where are you going?" She asked him after a yawn and a stretch.
Klaus groaned silently to himself, but Katherine still heard. "Out, I need to feed. If you're a good girl today, I may decide to bring you back something.
Katherine went to go sit on the couch and turned on the TV. Klaus observed her for a few seconds before he became board and left.
"Thank God!" Katherine said before standing up. "Let's get this party started…" She devilishly smiled and walked over towards the vodka.
Katherine danced harder than ever before. With a bottle of Red Berry Ciroc in her right hand; she jumped up and down, swayed her hips, and spun around the apartment to the loud music that was playing.
While her little party was going on, Katherine failed to notice the original vampire walk in the room. While Katherine was singing along with the tunes, she turned around and BAM! She ran right into Klaus' chest. And when she looked up at him, fear made Katherine's eyes pop and mouth drop.
"K-K-Klaus," Katherine stuttered while backing up slowly. "I didn't know you would be back so soon." When something hard rammed into her back, she turned and saw it was the breakfast bar that was in her way.
"Ah, yes. Well, here I am. And more importantly, didn't I tell you to behave yourself while I was gone?"
"Dancing isn't a sin, you know. It's not like I broke anything or tried to leave."
"Don't get smart with me because then I would have to remind you of last night. Do you want that?" Klaus challenged her.
"No…" She looked down at the floor and found her feet very interesting.
Klaus started walking near her and Katherine still didn't look up. She knew he was walking towards her, but that didn't mean her eyes wanted to see how intimidating he could be.
He stopped about two inches away from where Katherine stood. Klaus waited a couple seconds before putting his hand under her chin and making it so that she was looking at him. Klaus wasn't going to compel her, he just wanted to look at her.
As Klaus studied Katherine's face, he thought of old memories. The first time he saw her, the first time he kissed her. He caressed her tender, olive skin with his thumb and then ran his pointer finger over her lips. Katherine was amazed and tantalized due to the unexpected tenderness. She wasn't necessarily used to this type of treatment from him. Steffen maybe. Damon, I could certainly see it coming from him. But Klaus? What is he up to? She thought while he continued to stroke her cheek with the pad of his thumb.
When he leaned forward and gently pressed his lips against hers, that's when Katherine thought it was all a dream.
"Katerina, you are exquisite." He breathed out in his British accent.
She didn't quite know how to react, so she responded in the only way she knew how: lust. Katherine let her lust take over and she gave into the temptation that came in a sexy original.
Katherine kissed him back just as hard, maybe a little bit harder even. She pressed herself up against him and ran her fingers through Klaus' blonde curls. Katherine let a moan escape her mouth as Klaus put his hands on her hips and pulled her forward.
"Shall we take this into the bedroom?" He softly asked while kissing her collarbone.
All Katherine could do was moan, and that let Klaus know she meant yes.
He picked the brunet up and she wrapped her legs around his waist and put her arms around Klaus' neck so that they didn't have to stop kissing. Wanting to enjoy this, the original didn't use speed to rush to the bedroom. Klaus took his time and walked, which made Katherine feel a rush of glee.
Once they were in the room, Klaus went over to the bed and set Katherine down gently. He took his time unbuttoning and unzipping her jeans, pulling them down her toned legs slowly. As he leisurely pulled off her tank top, he stopped to admire the panting, wanting, and desirable woman before him.
Katherine laid on the bed looking up at him. Her pulse increased every second Klaus stood over her. She wanted to pull him down on top of her. She wanted to take everything off of him. She wanted so much more, but Katherine waited for him to make the first move.
Then, after a few intense seconds; Klaus bent down over her, but made sure he didn't put all of his weight on her, and started kissing her with passion. He kissed her like she had been lost for too long, like a starving man without water. Klaus kissed her like she was his and he wasn't letting go.
Katherine and Klaus' clothes found their way off of the two vampire's bodies. Soon, all the sounds in the room were of moans, kisses, and breathing. Their bodies moved in rhythm and every thrust felt like a bolt of electricity bursted into ecstasy.
The gentleness of every passing second was phenomenal and neither one of them wanted it to end. They both reached their climaxes twenty times before finally stopping and ending their little "horizontal mambo."
"What was that for," Katherine asked with pleasure in her voice.
"It was for every time I saw your beautiful face and couldn't get you off my mind."
After that little confession Klaus made, Katherine burrowed her head into the base of his shoulder and neck, then went to sleep. The two vampires slept like that for about two hours before Klaus woke up. The fresh supply of blood was in the fridge, so he went and took out a small bag to drink.
Ten minutes later, a certain mischievous brunet came out of the room dressed in a tank top and denim shorts. Taking out a blood bag and sipping on it for dear life, considering she hadn't fed for three days, looked around and saw Klaus on the couch contemplating about something.
After she threw out her life savor, Katherine walked over to him and sat next to Klaus.
"What are you thinking about?" She asked while reaching for the bottle of whiskey in front of him. He used his speed and caught her hand before she could reach the damned alcohol.
She looked at him confused.
"You know you get a bad attitude when you start drinking, Katerina." He told her, not even looking at her. Klaus just kept staring at the place he'd been looking at for the past fifteen minutes or so.
"Ok then, your highness," Katherine shot back sarcastically and stood up from the couch.
Klaus was in a bad mood for some reason, but Katherine didn't know why. That bothered her considering the passionate sex they recently had. Despite what actions they had shared together, Katherine calling Klaus that only made him more pissed.
He stood up and walked over to her quickly, catching her by the arm and turning her around.
"Hey!" She yelled before he turned Katherine to the side and gave her four sharp smacks on her firm ass. With two swats on each cheek, Klaus stood her up and said, "I guess you don't need a drink to negatively affect your attitude."
What Katherine wanted to do was slap him, punch him in the face, kick him in the nuts, and watch him gasp and fall to his knees. Then give him another good punch to knock him out. That's how the fantasy went in her head, but she knew that would never happen in real life.
He let go of her arm and let her stomp off while pouting. Even though Klaus took his anger out on her, he didn't feel much better. His emptiness and frustration was still there. Klaus sighed and went to go sit back down on the couch.
What was bothering him so much was that after a ton of pondering, Klaus came to the realization that after all these years, he found Katerina and didn't want to let her go. He wanted to keep her safe, and more importantly just be with her. But, that meant Klaus would be vulnerable and have a weak spot. He thought about all of the enemies he had made over the past and couldn't bear losing Katherine. He kept thinking and thinking about it, emotions were beginning to overwhelm him.
"Katerina!" Klaus called out, trying not to sound angry or rude.
Katherine came out of the room she was staying in and walked over to him.
"Yes?" She asked trying not to sound like she had been crying even though you could tell she was.
Klaus didn't expect to see Katherine respond to how he acted like this.
"I'm sorry I took my anger out on you." He said genuinely.
"Really?" She was shocked. He had never apologized before, for anything.
"Yes, I am. If you're still willing to listen, I'll tell you what I've been thinking about."
"Sure," Katherine told him as she sat down. Klaus told her everything that he was thinking before, and when he was done, she was completely surprised.
"You… Want me?" It was hard for her to accept what he was saying. She had never heard anything like this from him.
"Yes, is it that hard to believe that you could be wanted."
She thought about that for a few seconds before smiling, looking down, and blushing.
Instead of speaking, Katherine leaned towards him for a kiss that lasted for about two hours.