Bite-Sized

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"The duplicity in your blood is the worst temptation, but also the very best."

He mutters this in her ear as he presses his mouth to her throat, lips and teeth sucking hard at the scar he had left her the year before, hard enough to draw blood through the thin skin.

Elena doesn't mind. She can hardly think against the swarm of Klaus's mouth on her bare skin, his hard lean body pressing her tight against the heavy oak door at the Lockwood Mansion.

On just the other side of that door, the entire Founder's Council plus the Historical Society, Wickery Bridge Restoration Committee, and several other venerable charities, committees, and societies full of people Elena has known her entire life are gathered for a hospital fundraiser. So are her friends, probably wondering where she's disappeared to.

This isn't her first illicit tango with Klaus.

Nor will it be her last.

"What do you mean?" Elena groans as Klaus pushes her dress up over her hips, fitting one hard thigh between her legs as his fingers quest to where she is already dripping with want for him. It's sick, really, how quickly her body responds to just the briefest look from him from across a room, the faintest smirk on those sinful lips.

She's going to hell and she doesn't even care so long as Klaus keeps touching her like this.

Klaus leans forward and kisses her on the mouth, pressing the coppery tang of her blood back onto her tongue as his fingers delve into her throbbing core, spreading her moisture up and over her clit. The heat of his thumb pressing into her just like that makes her jump and buck under his touch, but he holds her study, swallowing her cries.

"You're a liar, Elena mine," he breathes into her mouth. "I can taste it in your blood, can hear it in the beat of your heart– you'll do anything to keep the ones you love safe. Even submit yourself to me. Even pretend to care for me. " He leans his forehead against her own, strumming her clit.

Her whole body clenches with her need for him, her legs wrapping vice-like around his thigh, her hips shifting restlessly as she pulls him closer. Kisses him like she's starved for him.

Klaus smiles against her lips. Pulls away and kisses her on the brow. "I find I no longer mind the lie so much, so long as you remain here with me."