notes: hopefully you like this chapter. I had a bit of trouble writing it (actually rewrote it several times with different scenarios before I was finally happy with it). I don't know, I worked really hard, I hope it pays off in the end. Enjoy the chapter :)
warnings: this chapter contains explicit sexual content.
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the sinking man
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three: the belly of the beast
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Her instincts tell her that she shouldn't trust him.
One way or another, Klaus was going to screw her over. He was a Mikaelson after all, they were well-known as skilled liars. And yet, her quest for family blinds her. Hayley ends up impatiently waiting for the original hybrid outside her apartment, just as he had instructed.
He shows up at two in the morning, with a roguish grin resting on his face.
"You're late," Hayley announces, walking passed him as he offered her his hand. Instead, she opens the car door. A sharp scream escapes her lips when she notices the dead woman lying in the backseat. "What happened?" The she-wolf worriedly asks.
Klaus digs the woman out, tossing her to the side to make room for his guest. "I was feeling a little peckish," he explains, sounding rather casual. "She tasted quite lovely," he shrugs.
That's when Hayley refuses to step inside his car.
"So, this is what you're going to turn me into?" she snaps. "Some blood-sucking monster?"
He watches her stir, looking like a frightened little bird. "It's a little too late for you to change your mind, sweetheart," Klaus slowly released. "After all, I did come all this way," he smirks.
She threw him a cold gaze. It was an expression he was truly familiar with. One too many women before her had given him that same look.
That's probably why Klaus gave in to her demands. He dragged the body out on to the sidewalk, and attempted to rub the blood off the car seats with the edge of his sleeve. Hayley thought about her options for a moment. All her life, she had been looking for her family. And here was a man offering her exactly that.
"How do you do it, anyway?" she lamented, and he offered her a confused gaze. "How do you make hybrids?" Hayley asked, finally deciding to take a seat inside his vehicle.
Klaus sat next to her, shuffling around as he gave the driver strict orders to take them in to the woods. "Well, it's quite easy really," he answered. "Making a hybrid requires the blood of the original hybrid and of the Petrova doppelganger," he said.
She tried her best to remember the facts. One of her clients had once told her about Klaus' quest to capture the latest Petrova over some Moonstone, some curse about freeing his werewolf side. Hayley can't recall the details. She supposes that the only clear thing she knows is the other girl's name.
"Elena Gilbert," she slowly whispered.
Klaus nods, narrowing his blue eyes. "Yes," he answers. "Once a werewolf dies with my blood in their system, they will need to feed on Elena's blood in order to complete their transition," he reveals.
He was looking forward to her reaction, that her fate might be something she doesn't expect. Klaus was testing her, seeing how far he could push her before she decided to push back.
"Interesting," it's all she says. "I've heard that the Gilberts don't approve of such violent ideologies, how exactly did you manage to convince them to take part in such a bloody ritual?" Hayley wonders, attempting to sound emotionless.
"I have my ways," Klaus hums. But then, she arches a perfectly plucked brow at him so that he will offer her more information. "The Gilberts needed someone to protect them from ending up as collateral damage to the war, needless to say, I ended up offering my assistance in exchange for a few pints of Elena's blood," he had quoted the tale perfectly, almost as if he was proud of the terror that he had accomplished.
This wasn't unexpected, she supposed. Klaus was always calculative and ruthless. These are probably some of the reasons why Hayley finds herself attracted to his darkness. They were very much alike. Their thought processes, their desires, their goals, they were all guided by instinct, by violence.
"So, in the end, even the noble Elena Gilbert gave up her values in order to succumb to your needs?" the she-wolf deducted.
Her comment fails to catch him off-guard. "She's a Petrova," Klaus rolls his eyes. "They're not as innocent as they look," he sighs. She's disappointed in his answer, his resistance proved to be rather strong. "Any more questions?" Klaus spat, sounding annoyed.
"None for now," Hayley supposed.
"Good," he smiles, almost warmly. Then, he's got her by the waist, knees pushing against the weight of her hips and keeping her in place. "Shall we partake in something a little more pleasurable?" he cooed, voice dripped with malice.
Hayley swallowed hard, as she allowed herself to be swept in to the belly of the beast.
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The girl parts her thighs while he hiked up her skirt. Klaus presses his face to her panties and inhales her scent. He drags his tongue up the material cloaking her sex, wetting the fabric with one slow swipe. He flicks his tongue over her clit, then sets his teeth against her clothed lips. Pressure scraped over her sensitive skin and she can feel her breath settle in her throat.
"Oh," she shivered, not even caring that their driver could probably hear them right now, that anyone currently driving beside them could listen in on her screams.
The original hybrid hooks a finger around the lining of her panties and yanks them to the side. He slides his tongue between her slit, in to the tight stretch of her entrance, then up to her clit. He sucks it in to his mouth, smirking against the sensitive nub once he heard her moan.
The she-wolf's hitches her breath as she finds herself grinding in to his face. Finally, she feels him tear her panties to shreds.
And yet, all is forgiven the moment Klaus eases two fingers in to her heat. He angles them just right as she nearly explodes. Hayley inhales sharply. She bucks her hips, hands fisting the fabric of the car seat as she arched her back. It was all too much for her, the way he clenched his fingers in a come-hither motion, how his tongue was so rough against her clit. She couldn't help but cry out, feeling her vision going blurry once his mouth got a little bolder.
"I'm gunna come soon," she barely manages to say, glancing at him as he shot her a look of incredulous amusement.
An overwhelming sense of pleasure travels from her curling toes to the tips of her fingers. Hayley's close to climaxing, shuddering and almost jolting her hips up. However, Klaus' other hand keeps her in place, pressing a hard slap against her abdomen in the process.
Hayley shouts, feeling him attempting to ease a third finger in before his tongue tickles her clit for just a little too long. She, almost immediately, comes undone. Her mouth frames around his name, like a love song.
"You're beautiful," He whispers sweetly.
And for a moment, Hayley forgets who Klaus really is.
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A few hours later, the car stops in the middle of the woods.
Hayley watches Klaus as he leaves in order to feed on some innocent campers. She's half-scared and half-intrigued, observing him with an incredible amount of concentration. He begins by grabbing a hold of one young man, teeth lunging at his neck. He is fangs-deep, sucking the life out of the innocent camper.
It's the scariest thing she's ever seen.
After that, he tears through the bodies, as if he is reveling in the chaos.
When he comes back, Hayley pretends to be fast asleep, unable to shake the dark feeling festering inside of her.
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notes: I hope everyone's okay with the fact that I narrate Hayley as 'Hayley' and not 'Andrea' anymore. It's just for the sake of continuity, it would be weird if I kept referring to her as 'Andrea' when that's not her real name.
Anyway, thanks for reading this chapter! Make sure to leave me a review telling me what you think!
