Authors note: In this chapter, I make a reference to running water. Even though, the story is suppose to take place before the originals meet Katharine. The time setting would have to be around the very early 1400. Im positive, that the civilization back in the fourteen hundreds did NOT have running water but for the conservation of my time and sanity please just go with it. Thanks :). Hope you enjoy, this is my favorite chapter so far!
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Chapter 5:
Kristina yanked the satin curtains open on both side of the fancy bed, ignoring the growl that escaped her master's lips when she let the light in. She could only glare at his sleeping body in true hatred, Kristina knew that he was her master but that kiss make her stomach knot up, he had no right. She hurried to the bathroom to prepare the tub with hot running water.
"TURN THE DAMN WATER OFF, IT'S TOO LOUD!" Niklaus growled from the bedroom. She walked in the room to be surrounded by darkness; he had closed the curtains in protest.
"I swear, I'm more like your nanny then your servant." Kristina said under her breath as she walked towards the curtains again. Suddenly there were hands around her hips and she could feel his breathe on her neck, her muscles automatically tensed, and her heart started to pick up in pace.
"Touch those cursed curtains and I will—" He said rustically in Kristina's ear.
"Bite me?" She said turning to face him but only saw his outline in the darkness; Kristina cocked one of her eyebrows. With what happened yesterday, she was sure that there was more he could do to her then just kiss and bite her, Kristina just hoped that he wouldn't call her bluff.
Her eyes finally adjuster to the dark and she could see that he wasn't wearing any clothing, without seeing anything private. He chuckled as he could see her cheeks get redder even in the dark. Automatically, she stepped away from him, leaving her fist on his chest to make sure they were arms distance from each other.
"You pull the curtains open, then you see me, which means I'm going to see you." He said cunningly trying to step closer but she only countered his attempted by stepping back.
"What do you mean?" She said only looking up to where his face should be, not letting her curious gaze wonder.
"Let me clear it up for you. You see me naked; I have to see you naked. Fair?" He said chuckled once he saw the pure shock on her face.
"Not very, it's not my fault you openly expose yourself to me. Sorry to disappoint you but I'm not that open among strangers." She said trying to move to the curtain.
"Must you talk so loud?" The lord winced as she spoke.
"Must you be so hung over all the time?" She said reconsidering if she should pull the curtain. Kristina liked her festive green dress, and would prefer it not be ripped off.
"Your breakfast will be waiting in the dinning hall, after you wash up." She said pushing him towards the tub.
"Move me any closer to that illuminated room and you might see something." Klaus snickered, grabbing her wrist and pulling her into the bathroom with him. Kristina automatically placed a hand over her gray eyes as she was dragged to the light of the bathroom.
"Niklaus, stop-" Kristina stopped talking abruptly as she realized she had called him by his first name. "My lord-" She tried to protest as she felt his body heat move closer to her. Her reflexes kicked in and she quickly stepped back, hitting her lower back to a hard wooden table, letting out a small moan once the stinging pain set in. That was going to leave a bruise, she thought as she bit her lip from not cursing the table.
"Kristina, I'll let that slide for a price." He said cupping her face and removing her hand from her stormy grey eyes. She had her neck craned high enough up to where she wouldn't see anything except his face.
As she stared into his very very blue eyes, she realized that he had actually called her by her first name, which made her want to look away but disregard that thought for she didn't want to see anything that she hadn't seen before.
"My Lord, a price?" She asked feeling her hand move up to his bare chest uncontrollably, to keep the space between them.
"It's Klaus, when we are alone. As for the price you have two choices." He started to talk but she quickly interrupted,
"Well if you say I can call you Klaus, when we are alone, then why are you punishing me!?" She said flabbergasted, her eyebrows netted with confusion and her grey eyes narrowed at the vampire, it brought a grin to his lips.
"Because I can." He said short and sweet, returning to his two choices.
"Choice number 1: You share this bath with me." Klaus said seductively, there was a long pause till she cut in.
"You said there were two choice. I would like to hear the second one before you assume that I would willingly step in the tub with you." Kristina said in a smart-ass tone not braking eye contact.
"Number 2: You share my bed till my family returns and you go to the Christmas ball with me."
He final finish, she could see the hunger in his eyes right now, she wanted so bad to run to Elijah, who would fix everything. But Kristina forced herself to keep in mind, which her dear friend wouldn't be around all the time. She swallowed hard, trying to salvage her dry throat so she could talk.
"Mind if I rephrase? So I may obtain a better understanding?" She asked, he gave her a small smile and nodded at her to go forward.
"Choice one: I would have to strip and get in a small space, filled with steaming hot water, together with you? Am I correct so far?" She said narrowing her deep grey eyes.
"If you put it that way love, yes that exactly what I mean and want. May I say, I'm routing for choice 1." Nik said giving her a cocky grin, and then she remembered that he was nude. Her cheeks flushed and she had a sudden urge to look down away from Klaus hungry eyes but fought it because she had no where else to look except up.
"Choice 2: Stay in your room for two nights in a row, where I will be happily dressed and then go to the ball with you, where I will be fully clothed?" She said trying to make it really clear which one she decided.
"So the tub then?" He said cocking an eyebrow and slowly untying the strings to the front of her dress, the more he untied the more cleavage showed but she quickly slapped his hand away before he could truly see anything.
"Till tonight." Kristina said casually bidding him ado and stepping aside walking as fast as possible, away from the nude man.
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The day had been full of her barking orders and rearranging decorations for the Christmas ball, which was in less then 2 nights. When she finally sent the entire workers home at around midnight, she looked forward to resting in her dark room. She pulled open her oak bedroom door,
"What the bloody hell?" She muttered as she saw that there was no longer a bed in her room. Kristina rubbed her soar eyes trying to see if she was just imagining things. There was a soft chuckle from behind her; she didn't have to turn around to know who was in her mist. Kristina could smelt his sent and she had become familiar with the heat that radiated off of him.
"Now, that isn't how a lady talks?" He said still laughing at the annoyed expression on Kristina's face.
"Where's my bed?" She said flatly, placing her hands on her hips.
"You will get it back in two days. Now hurry, I'm tired." Klaus said and he turned and slowly walked to his room in the very dim light of the hall. She ran into her room, grabbed her grey nightgown and jogged to catch up to Klaus. She might have the route memorized from her room to his but she didn't trust the dark at this time. It was to much of a risk to trip over something, like a little child she let her hand grip on to the low back of his shirt, letting him guide her to her new bedroom.
Her feet shuffle still when he abruptly stopped, making her slam into his back. Klaus heard Kristina make an uff sound, when her fragile face hit his muscular back. He opened the door for her like a gentleman. She rolled her eyes and walked in.
Kristina cursed herself for not talking her way out of sleeping in his room; she turned and saw that Klaus was still holding the open for her.
"Has something upset you?" Kristina asked curiously, his face was emotionless as he stared blankly in the hall. "Klaus?" She said lightly touching his upper arm to bring his attention back to the present.
Klaus could hear light steps coming up the sets to the castle and listened closely as he heard his name being whispered, the man's voice was familiar but he couldn't place it.
He called again like he was summing him, and then he felt light cold hands rest on his upper arm. He forced his attention to Kristina for a moment,
"Love, you can get ready in the bathroom, do as you please. I have some unfinished business to attend to." Klaus finish and was out of her sight in less then seconds.
She closed the door behind her, and ran for the bathroom. Kristina quickly freshened up, and whipped herself clean of any dirt or mess. She put on her nightgown that she had brought with her.
Andrew, her father, had bought her a couple nightgowns as a bribery to serve the beasts. She had picked up the grey one in a trading market that had just gotten in from china. It was made of silk with a corset tie up in the back going from her back dimples to her tan shoulder blades. She had tied it up half way till she felt someone behind her gently move her curls to the side and started to tie the rest.
It was wrong, the way her skin erupted in goose bumps at the feel of his touch or even the sense of his presents. It wasn't the fear that made her react this way; it was different type of feeling.
"Oh my god!" Kristina gasped, her hands going up to her lips in shock. She turned around to see Klaus shirt covered in blood and ripped cross the chest. She grazed her fingertips over the blood that covered his skin, only to feel smooth hard skin.
That isn't possible, she thought as she untucked his shirt and ripped it off. He didn't object as she ran her hands down the path of the blood running across his abs. She knew he was a vampire but she had never witnessed their healing capabilities. Klaus could see the pure shock in her eyes, as she found no puncture wound but an extensive amount of half dry blood covering his chest.
"Are you hurt? You need to sit down!" Kristina said dashing for the sink and socking the rag with water.
"It's fine, love." He said causally walking over to his bed stand and pouring himself a hefty amount of scotch. Kristina shoved his bare chest, making him plop down onto his bed. "Oh, I like where this is going." He muttered as she pushed him down to lay flat on the bed.
"Don't be stupid." Kristina said in her usual British accent. He winced as the icy rag touched his stomach, making his tense in response. Kristina could see his muscles flex as she started to dab off the blood. She couldn't help notice how in shape he was, his stomach looked like an artist had sculpted it, his upper arms looked as if they could rip metal. She wouldn't be surprised if he actually could.
From where Klaus was laying and the way she leaned over him, as she dabbed his stomach, he was in perfect view of her chest. He chuckled when he saw goose bumps erupt across her skin.
"What are you laughing at? Your the one covered in blood." Kristina said not looking up from her work.
"Nothing, love." He whispered.
"There's nothing there. What happened?" She said still hovering over his chest when they locked eyes. He could see her grey globes get wider as he propped himself up on his elbows, trying to get awfully close.
"Just chatted with a friend." Niklaus said trying to close the subject.
"You're not telling me everything." Her eyes narrowing and focusing into his, she backed away in the slightest bit.
"I would tell you, if it was something to worry about." He said lightly edging on closer, as if to kiss her.
Kristina quickly stepped away, knowing his intentions and went to go wash her hands. She watched his blood fill the water bucket, how he had healed himself was beyond her, hell beyond sanity but she didn't push for questions.
"Are you ever sober?" Kristina said as she walked barefooted back into his bedroom.
"It helps with the cravings. Would you care for some?" He said already grabbing another glass.
"I'm sure one of us has to be sober." But he handed her the drink anyway, she took a slip and felt it burn down her throat. She heard his angelic laugh fill the room, "Does something amuse you?" The human said looking up from her drink.
"You do."
"I'm glad to hear that I'm entertaining to you." Kristina said sarcastically, looking through the piles of sketches on his oak table.
Kristina was intrigued to find that most of them were of a shadowy woman. She had deep dark waves with wild eyes that seemed to follow her every movement. Even in sketch form, her intentions looked somewhat sly or cunning, but definitely mysterious.
She moved to the row of paintings, all of them where just as jaw dropping as the next but one truly took her breath away.
It was a the same woman, with long flowing raven curls that reached her mid back, which was turned in the picture as she played the black grand piano. Kristina gasped as she finally figured out who it was in the dark cream dress with black lace.
"Me?"
"I hope you don't mind. It was simply to hard to resist painting you." Nik said avoiding her eye contact and finishing both his and her drink.
"It's beautiful." Kristina brazed her fingertips across the detailed paint, the bumps and bridges of his stroke where all felt.
"It's yours."
"I-" She started but was hushed when Klaus placed his index finger upon her lips. She could feel him edge up closer, cupping her face.
"Don't argue with me." He said as he moved towards her face but redirected and went for her neck. He started to kiss her olive skin, she quickly grabbed the edge of his table and used it was a support. Her grip tightened each kiss and every nibble he gave her, it made her head spin. It was different from last night; his touch was softer and smoother. Instead of the hungry emotions he had always showed, Kristina was staring to see his kind and passionate side.
"Niklaus. Please don't." Kristina whispered in a small voice, shutting her eyes closed as she felt him pull back. It took everything in her mind to get those three words out. They felt likes if they where stuck in her throat. Then she felt his presences go away and her grip on the table decrease slowly.
"It's time to go to bed." He said staring out the window, at the night swallowed forest with yet another drink in his hand. Kristina simply nodded and started to blow out the candlelight. Without another word, she climbed into the silky bed and pulled the covers to her neck.
The poor human was left baffled; when he was kissing her neck she had realized something. Something that sat at the bottom of her stomach, making her sick, something that danced in the back of her mind, taunting and manipulated her conscience. Something that made her doubt her own values. She had realized that she hadn't wanted him to stop. That feeling in her stomach that she got when his lips touched her skin had become somewhat appealing. That thought swam in her mind uncontrollably as she tried to sleep.
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