Both hands tied above his head, trying to fight against the restraints, body twisting and moans being pulled from his mouth. He was seeing white speckled bits, it felt oh so good.
Klaus always knew how to make him feel good; that was one of the many reasons he loved the great brute.
He found himself instantly attracted to the lost soul which was Nicklaus Michealson, he noticed him a long time ago, well not long in Klaus' eyes but in Harry's it was around 17 years; and in those 17 years they had been happy-ish - and in love.
Well, as in love as the thousand year old Original vampire could be, Klaus' eyes flashed in pleasure, "I love it when you writhe beneath me like this, you're so tight, even after all these years." he growled, thrusting deeper into the warmth which was inside Harry.
"More," I couldn't help but gasp out; "please Klaus, fuck me harder," with vampire speed Klaus fucked him quicker and harder than the human eye could see.
In no time he was Cumming all over his chest and Klaus leaned down and kissed him, full of love and possession.
After all Harry Potter was Klaus', his mate, his love. No one could ever compare to Harry in Klaus' eyes, he may have been Klaus' secret, but to Klaus Harry was everything.
Thank you for reading, no idea where this came from but here you go, I'm going to try and write Part 2 of the Klaus/Harry ficlet in a moment. Don't know when it will be posted though.