Please be advised that this chapter contains sexual intercourse/smut. If this makes you feel uncomfortable, please ignore until the next chapter.
Thank you,
Miss_Tupps xo
Helping Klaus cook dinner was an unusual highlight of Elena's day, she was surprised that hecookedbut gathered that he is over a thousand years old; it really didn't surprise her, though he did say that it would've been easier to compel a private chef to do all the 'grueling prep work'– Klaus's words.
Who knew peeling and chopping an onion was considered 'grueling'.
Elena helped with finish the dishes, since the expensive plate and cutlery they used wasn't 'dish washer friendly', that alone annoyed Klaus but humored Elena.
The big, bad wolf chopping onions and washing dishes? I am never forgetting this.
Elena lightly snorted at the curse words Klaus used in his native tongue at such a mediocre task, she paused just wondering how she knewthat.
During dinner, washing and drying the dishes Elena could feel Klaus's eyes on her, but would advert his eyeswhenevershe glanced his way.
Now she finds herself in his parlor, nursing a glass of his finest Bourbon, listening to Klaus talk about his travels during his vampiric life.
"Out of all the places you visited andcalledhome," She spoke, shuffling in her seat, closer to him than Elena thought. "Which was your favourite andifgiven the chance, would you go back?"
"There's too many to name to pick one just out of random."
Elena knew he was fighting back his excitement. "Say if it was alife-or-deathsituation?"
Klaus arched an eyebrow, amused by the turn of conversation. "Trying to find a weakness, love?"
Elena snorted, shaking her head. "No, just trying to make conversation."
Klaus fell silent, just staring at her, she thought that she said something wrong but when she looked into his eyes, all logical thinking went out the window.
There was alongingthere, a want to beaccepted, a need tobelong... somewhere,anywhere. Something she could connect with the moment that she found out that she was a doppelganger, even before then, Elena had to play a part just to be accepted.
Theperfectdaughter, girlfriend and now doppelganger. Elena felt like she was drowning with the exceptions that everyonehadof her, like she was some sort of puppy that needed training.
Elena then felt pity, Klaus has spent nearly all his immortal life alone, missing an entirehalfof himself; all because his mother cheated and couldn't bear the shame of being in the wrong, so she cursed Klaus.
Ane even when he finally got what he wanted, he still ended up alone.
It didn't help that the only people who truly accepted him were in coffins, whose lives that Stefan is playing a deadly game with.
At first, Elena was on board with stopping Klaus by any means, but now?
She hopes Klauswins.
"What are you thinking about?"
Elena snaps her head up so quickly that she thought her neck might have snapped, she blinked several times before as she realized that Klaus moved closer to her.
"What?"
"What is going on in that mind of yours, Elena?" Klaus spoke, tapping her forehead lightly. "You fell silent, so you must have something on your mind."
Elena felt her cheeks heat up, glancing down at her empty glass. "That I need another drink?"
Real, convincing Elena. Idiot.
Even she doubted herself.
"You do know that your heart skips a beat when youlie?" Klaus replied, refilling her glass.
Well, fuck you, heart.
"I just came to the realization that you and I are the same."
"How so?" He pressed; curiosity got the better of him. "Given there are a multitude of differences between us, Elena. One being that I'mimmortaland you're human."
"No one is truly immortal, Klaus. Not evenyou." Elena quips before she even realized the words left her lips. "I mean vampires are immortal until they get a wooden stake to the heart, same with wolves, one silver bullet in the right place and they're dead."
"But there's no weapon that can kill me."
"Yet."
The atmosphere turned silent, Elena was counting down the seconds for Klaus to attack, throw a little tantrum or ask her to leave with a hefty threat against the life of her friends and family; but nothing.
He was silent.
It was here that Elena believed a silent Klaus was evendeadlierthan an angry Klaus.
"Isthatthe similarity you speak of?"
Elena shook her head. "No. It's just that you and I, we're trulyalone."
Silence fell between them again, Elena quickly downed her glass for alcoholic courage and stood up, suddenly regretting that decision as the room sightly spun.
There was a slight spark when Klaus caught her, his skin touching hers, it seemed that he evenfeltit.
"Careful there, love."
Before she could even register what, she was doing, Elena pressed her lips against Klaus's, what surprised her was that he never pushed her away; he evenkissedher back.
After what seemed like hours, Elena broke the kiss, noticing that his blue eyes had flecks of green in them.
"Did you know that you have flecks of green in your eyes?" She began, then shook her head and lightly laughed, putting some distance between them,again. "Sorry. I shouldn't have done that."
He was silent, again, probably still trying to figure out whatexactlyjust happened.
"I... I should go. It's clear that I've overstayed my welcome."
It's a cowardly move on her part, to make out with a totally hot guy and bail when things turned serious and it was stupid of her to make out withKlaus Mikaelson, of all people.
He killed her.
He killedJenna!
What the fuck, Elena!
She could already hear the disappointment of her friends already, the blame they will place on Klaus, when it was her decision.
'Seriously, Elena? You made out with Klaus?', 'How could you?' or 'He must've compelled you to kiss him. This why Itoldyou that he's untrustworthy! All of them are, including Elijah.'
Stupid.
Pathetic.
Stupid and pathetic,little Elena Gilbert.
Glancing towards Klaus, who was just staring at her, maybe waiting to see what her decision was going to be.
Stayor flee?
Heexpectedher to flee, to run into the arms of the Salvatores to protect her from the big, bad wolf.
That's whateveryoneexpected her to do.
"Fuck this, fuckthem," Elena whispered. "Make meforget."
Klaus stood there with a raised eyebrow as Elena approaches him, he felt his cock stiffen as she was now in front of him, her heart hammering against her chest. "What?"
"Don't play with me Klaus, you know exactly what I mean."
"Are you certain that youwant this?" Klaus muttered, giving her one final chance to walk away. "With me?"
"Yes."
Elena pressed her lips against his, again, Klaus was readythistime and kissed her back, she could feel his hardness, begging to be freed.
Taking that as a sign, Klaus bent his neck to trail his nose along her throat, inhaling the scent of Elena's skin, pressing a soft delicate kiss on her scar - Hisscar.
Klaus pressed another kiss to her pulse-point. His hand brushed against the front of Elena's dress, trailing down to her thighs.
He worked his fingers between their apex, rubbing gently, Elena gasped unable to stop her hips from rolling.
"Klaus," His name on her tongue made her body shiver. "Take me,please."
"Oh, I intend to, sweetheart." He promised with a dark smirk, liking the way she begged him.
He pushed her, gently, against the walls, his lips finding hers all the way to a bedroom.
Whose bedroom? He really didn't care.
They both pawed at each other's clothing, Klaus let out a small growl as he ripped off Elena's dress- bra and all, she let out a gasp and smacked his arm.
"I liked that."
Letting out a dark chuckle, pulling the now naked doppelganger close towards him as he laid her on the bed. "I'll buy you another one."
He dropped forward over her, his length poking into Elena's thigh. He took one breast into his mouth and palmed the other, stroking the nipple between thumb and forefinger as he shifted his weight again and surged forward, gliding into her.
Elena's gasps turned into moans, her legs falling away and spreading further apart. All the feeling of shame and guilt rolled away with Klaus between her legs, his hips rolling as he thrust into her- gentle butrough.
He was big.
Bigger than MattandStefan.
His mouth came off her nipple with a scrape of teeth followed by a suckling motion.
"Wonder what the Salvatores will do or think when they hear that theirpreciousElena Gilbert," he whispered, a mad, devious, lecherous glint in his eye. "Had spread her legs for Klaus Mikaelson." He drew the other nipple into his mouth.
"Fuck, Klaus!" Elena sighed, occasionally, she could feel herself grip him tightly but in a pleasant way, clamping onto him as he continued to move within her.
His mouth eventually came away from her nipple, he kissed Elena again, prodding against her lips until his tongue pushed through, filling her mouth.
When he broke the kiss softly, licking at her lips, he straightened up and laid her legs over his shoulders, a hand going to each breast. Elena gazed at him curiously until he started moving, when a rather loud, telling, gasping moan immediately escaped.
His penetration went deeper and from a different angle, one that seemed to electrify every nerve. Elena reached out desperately to hold onto something, settling on his forearms. He smirked down at her, clearly pleased with himself.
Klaus's eyes met hers as he thrust again, harder than before, Elena tried to stifle a cry, but something still escaped.
"Elena." He murmured Elena bit her lip hard as she silently convulsed, the strongest wave yet hitting her.
Klaus picked up his pace then, hard, fast.
Tears gathered in the corner of Elena's eyes, though not from distaste or pain and this seemed to excite Klaus further, make him piston into her with even greater force and velocity. Elena nearly screamed when that blissful wave hit her again, her nails digging into the skin on his forearms.
Elena felt herself clench around him as warm liquid hit inside her.
"Fuck." He groaned, leaning his forehead against here, listening to the sound of her heart hammer away in her chest.
Klaus pulled out abruptly, his shaft slick and glistening with fluid. Klaus pulled the doppelganger close, pressing a kiss against Elena's throat, reopening the scar- he listened to her moan as he claimed her.
Marking her,again.
They both laid in the bed, the scent of sex still lingering, Elena snuggled up close to him and Klaus allowed her.