notes: well here's the second chapter! I'll try to have the third chapter up by the end of the week? Hopefully? I'm almost done writing it so it should be done soon actually :)

warnings: this chapter contains explicit sexual content.

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the sinking man

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two: down the rabbit hole

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He's leaning back, arms crossed against the headrest as he's watching her every move. She's towering over him, knees locked at each side of his bare waist. It was such a power-trip, to have Klaus Mikaelson trapped beneath her touch. She really did feel privileged, in a way. After all, the Mikaelsons were notorious for being control-freaks. And yet, Klaus is here, and he has offered her a sense of dominance.

Blue-green eyes blink up at her, a burning gaze lingers on her skin. The harshness of his fingers are digging in to her hips. He had such large hands, she can tell that they belonged to a powerful man. One strong enough to ravage her holy. She leans in, lips barely brushing against his.

"I wonder," she whispers, allowing a finger to trace a line down his jaw. She then tilts his head up by placing a bit of pressure on his chin. God, she thinks, he's even more beautiful up close.

"How many women before me," she teases, "have had the infamous original hybrid under their control?" Andrea doesn't hesitate to release a soft giggle.

(Klaus has always been good at games. So he could see right through her intentions. She was coaxing him for information. Both the vampires and wolves had been throwing endless favors his way, desperate to have the original hybrid on their side for the upcoming war. Of course, Klaus' choice had remained a mystery.

But maybe, this young and naïve she-wolf thinks that she is able to persuade him to join her on the battlefield).

"You'd be surprised, sweetheart," Klaus releases, bucking his hips. The tip of his cock brushes against her entrance, making her releases a low moan. He was painfully hard and straining, achingly gorgeous in every way. "I quite enjoy amusing women by offering them a false sense of control," Klaus smirks.

Andrea glances down, rubbing her cunt against his hardening member. She reached over, grabbing the bottle lying on the nightstand. She squeezed just enough lube on to her fingers as she wets entrance. "You're such a cruel man," she pouts, angling herself just right and sinking down on his cock.

Klaus inhales sharply. He moves his hips, thrusting in to her while she released a small gasp. Her hands end up on his back, nails racking down his skin. They leave long red marks down the pale of his flesh. She is catching her breath, feeling overwhelmed by the smack of his bones as he fucks her hard. There's sweat dripping down his chest. Andrea bites her lip, unable to think clearly with such a beautiful man moving under her body. She pants his name in to his ear, like something so weak and vulnerable.

He grunts, allowing his actions to become a little more aggressive. Andrea feels the sharpness of his fingers as they suddenly wrap around her throat. "Such a pretty neck," he sighs, catching the hint of fear in her eyes. It arouses him to no end. "It would be a shame to see it stained with blood," his teeth stretch out until they are as sharp as fangs.

She lets her curiosity gets the best of her and allows him to pierce her carotid artery.

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Afterwards, he's watching her slip out of bed.

She's pulling a pair of dark lace panties over her legs, adjusting the waistband and allowing it to 'snap' against her skin. Klaus can't keep himself from watching her dress, there was something about her that made the entire ordeal incredibly sexy. She was exquisite, with long deer-like legs and dark dark eyes that studied him carefully.

Andrea smiled once she realized how turned on he was by just watching her get dressed.

"You seemed to have enjoyed yourself," she coquettishly told him.

He cocked a brow, settling his hand over his chest. "I must admit," Klaus shrugged. "You are quite talented," he says, smiling back, almost warmly.

Andrea swung herself back on the bed, reaching over the headrest in order to grab her bra. "Well, you're not so bad yourself," she compliments. "I don't suppose you'd like to schedule another appointment?"

He could tell that she still needed to pump him for information. And so, he decided to amuse her. "Perhaps," the original hybrid chuckled, offering her a small glimmer of hope. "If you beg me," he teased.

"Such a cruel man," she rolled her eyes, repeating her ever-so-flirtatious catch-phrase. "Lucky for you, begging is one of my specialties," Andrea threw him a taunting glance, wondering if he caught the double-meaning to her words.

He pondered about the girl in his bed. She seemed cunning, manipulative, and certainly skilled. It didn't take much to figure out that someone high in the werewolf kingdom had ordered her to question him. Although, she hadn't gotten exactly what she wanted. Klaus had yet to spill any of his secrets. Which meant that Andrea couldn't get the job done.

Suddenly, he finds himself staring in to her eyes for far too long. Klaus shifts his gaze once she turns around. He's staring at her back. A strange crescent shape mark catches his attention.

"What is it?" she asks.

His hand is cold once it presses against her shoulder blade. "That mark―" he traces the moon-shape and notices how her skin starts to shiver. "I've seen it before," Klaus acknowledges.

"It's a birthmark," she stated the obvious, laughing condescendingly. "Lots of people have them," Andrea reiterates, pushing his fingers off of her.

He doesn't let her go. Klaus twists a hand around her wrist, keeping the girl in place. "In my considerable lifetime," he pauses. "I've only seen that mark on a handful of others," he slowly reveals, carefully studying her reaction. "All from the same bloodline, a werewolf clan that once thrived throughout much of what we now call Louisiana," he finishes.

She widens her eyes. "Don't lie to me," she orders. "Please, not about this," the tremble in her voice catches him off-guard.

There's a certain desperation in her that he has yet to see. She's so vulnerable, at the very moment. He couldn't understand her past, but what he had pieced together was that she was alone. It explains the dire need to know more about her ancestry. She must have somehow been torn away from her blood-relatives.

"I wouldn't dare," Klaus admitted. "Matters of family are sacred."

"Then," she catches his hand back, pressing her fingers in to his palm. "Will you tell me all that you know about this mark?" she innocently asked.

It's the monster in him who convinces him to try and manipulate her, in some way. "Maybe," he snarled. "If you're prepared to make a deal with the devil, little wolf," Klaus offers.

"What do you want?" she doesn't even hesitate to ask.

Her lack of calculation makes him question her tact. Right now, Andrea had decided to put her guard down. It made her such an easy target, Klaus thought.

"As you are aware of, the upcoming war has the vampires and werewolves on opposing ends," he reminds her. "They've been after my allegiance for months now. However, what they have yet to figure out is that I am on the verge of creating my own army, a pack of all-powerful hybrids," he concludes his statement. The corner of his mouth quips in to that half-smirk, half-smile he sure loved doing.

"You mean," she takes a moment to recount his words. "You're expanding your species?" Andrea rephrased.

"Precisely," he nodded. "But, to do so, I need to gather the strongest of werewolves, worthy of this gift," he speaks in malicious tones, acting as though becoming such a monstrosity would be a luxury. "And I suspect that you are quite the deserving candidate," He deducts, as he continued to notice her evil ways.

She seemed like the type of girl who would do anything in the name of her family. Even if she had yet to meet them. Andrea needed a few minutes to gather her thoughts. The seconds tick by, forcing her to rush her decision. She didn't know how to be rational about such an important aspect of her life.

"If I join you, you'll take me to my family?" the she-wolf questioned.

"Of course I will, love," he nonchalantly hummed. "Your allegiance would be rather important to me," Klaus lets his hand cup her cheek, cradling her face in the process.

His fingers are soft as they brush against her skin. She feels such a duality of emotions. On one hand, she wants to tear him off of her, ask him how he dare touch her without her explicit permission. However, another part of her wants to devour him, ―wants to push against the headrest, pin him to the bed and fuck him senseless.

"Fine then," Andrea finally agrees. "I'll do it, I'll become part of your army," she trades off her life in exchange for some of his power. It scares her, in a way that also manages to excite her too.

"Fantastic," he exclaims, sounding rather satisfied with her answer. At long last, Klaus drops his hand, leaving a fiery trail once they lose contact. She feels hot, her face is still flushed from being touched by him. "There's also one more thing I require," Klaus interrupts her thoughts.

Andrea blinks twice. "What else could I possibly offer you?" she squeaked.

There's a certain discomfort in the air. After all, the woman had already given him her body, her word, and her loyalty. There was nothing else left for him to take away.

"Your name," he breaks her train of thought. Yet, his tone is oddly kind and generous. "You have yet to tell me your name," it's the last piece of her that he has yet to figure out.

"It's Hayley," she's truthful this time, allowing him to break through her walls.

He kept that amused look on his face, once again, finding himself spinning in her tumultuous web. "Hayley," he repeated, drawing her back in to his lap. "You should say your farewells tonight," Klaus ordered, pushing her hair behind her ear. "Because, from this moment on, you belong to me," he claims.

She wondered what in the world she had gotten herself in to. If anything, the she-wolf should seem rather frightened, her doe-like eyes should reveal a terrified expression. However, Klaus sees that she looked slightly intrigued.

Such a curious creature, he lamented, before leaning in and pressing his lips against hers in order to seal their deal with a kiss.

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notes: ta da! so how're you liking it so far? let me know what you think in a comment! and also, i swear i haven't forgotten about The Little Mermaid AU. I'm currently finishing the latest chapter, it's almost done! yay!

thanks for reading! see you in the next chapter!