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klausmikaelsonsmommy · 8 months

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Dick Descriptions ft. Stefan Salvatore, Damon Salvatore, and Elijah Mikaelson

(Klaus will be in a separate post)

Look at Elijah all cute and smiling, God I wanna suck his di-

Stefan Salvatore:

Stefans dick is average in length and is slightly above average in girth

His shaft is almost the same shade as his skin it's just a couple shades lighter

Stefan doesn't really do much with his pubic hair it's naturally thin and it doesn't grow very long

He just cleans it up a bit every once in awhile so it's not too messy

His balls sit up quite high like Klaus' but his is mostly due to age

Damon Salvatore:

Contrary to popular belief bigger is not always better, Damon Salvatore is proof of that

Based off his attitude and ego alone you'd assume his dick was HUGE, but you'd be wrong

Damon's cock is about 5 inches in length and it's pretty normal when it comes to girth

Not that you mind at all

He knows exactly what to do with it

Damon's shaft is a creamy beige and the head of his cock a light brown

Damon's balls don't drop as low as Elijah's but they don't sit up as high as Klaus' either

Like his brother Stefan, Damon's balls sit somewhere in the middle

Damon is naturally good at sex, his cock reaching the right depths and his hips angling perfectly as he rolls them

It's one of the main reasons Katherine kept coming back for more

While Damon does have a light happy trail you will not find a single hair below his belt

In fact Damon is surprisingly hairless over all; hair on his head, and arms aside

And of course the happy trail

Can't forget the happy trail

Damon loves the happy trail and so do you

Elijah Mikaelson:

Elijah Mikaelson's cock is 6 inches long but when I tell you he is THICK

His cock definitely will stretch you out and let everyone after him know exactly who your cunt belongs to

Not that they'll ever find out because the stretch his cock provides is absolutely addictive

No wonder Katherine came back for more

His cock is tan like his skin and the head a lovely shade of rose pink

Elijah isn't shaved bare but he doesn't let his pubic hair roam freely either

He keeps his thick, dark curls trimmed and fresh down there much like a woman's landing strip

However if a bare sex is what you'd prefer like his brother Niklaus he will not hesitate to bend to your will and rid himself of his bothersome pubic hairs

Elijah's balls hang low and slap against your cunt as he fucks you from behind

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fandoms--fluff · 7 months

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Hiii! I love Ur writing, it's so good. But I was wondering if icoukd request something? It's one where damon as a daughter (who's like forever 3 bc he turned her) that no one but stefan knew about and when the other accidentally walk in on the two having a cute father/daughter moment like him talking in a baby voice?

Better Than Before

Flufftober, October 8th

Warnings: None

A/n: A bit shorter than my other oneshots, but it's cute! I hope you like it!

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Stefan walks into the house and shuts the door. The first thing he notices is that it's way too quiet in the house. Even when Damon makes you have a nap, it's still loud.

Stefan walks deeper into the house until he hears soft voices coming from upstairs. He follows his brother's and niece's voices until he comes to a stop outside your bedroom.

You and your daddy are on the ground. You're sat in his lap while he holds your brown fluffy teddy bear out in front of you. He's acting a scene out with the bear, his voice high-pitched, making you giggle.

"I love you so much, you're the best girl in the whole world" Damon makes the bear move around and point at you. He brings the bear close to your face and makes a kssing sound as if the bear is kissing your nose.

The action makes you giggle more, and cuddle back into him. "Funny Daddy" you nuzzle your head into his chest.

"Funny is right" Stefan smiles, making his presence known.

Damon immediately looks over to his little brother and sighs. He was not supposed to hear that. "Your dad's gotten even better over the years" he crouches down in front of you.

"I suggest you shut your mouth before you regret it" Damon glares at him. "But you have, I mean it's different from when you did that with me. Your daddy would hit me with the bear instead of make it kiss my nose" He ruffles your soft hair.

You look up at your uncle with a smile, "Daddy bad" You say and look over to your daddy then.

"He sure was" Stefan whispered. Damon has a faux offended look on his face.

"Well, I was going to offer cookies, but maybe it's not such a good idea if you're agreeing with Uncle Stefan here" Damon raises an eyebrow.

"No! Want cookie, sorry daddy" You say quickly and hug him before lifting your arms up for Stefan to pick you up while Damon stands from the ground.

"Were you wif your gir'friend?" You tilt your head quizzically at Stefan. All he does is widen his eyes just a bit, how did you know about Elena?

"Well, answer the sweet gremlin" Damon smirks, answering Stefan's question.

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supercap2319 · 8 months

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The club was in full swing. Tons of people so close together that they all moved in a provocative manner, leaving Y/N dizzy with how much sex-charged minds and lust filled his vampire senses. He felt the phantom feeling of his fangs starting to expand in his mouth as he tried desperately to control him.

His two vampire teachers promised to teach him about self-control, and the two were busy getting drunk on human blood and alcohol. It was honestly disgusting watching them act this way. He expects this kind of behavior from Damon, but Stefan? He was supposed to be the good one. The one with the moral compass, not this sexually charged predator in the mood for a quick bite.

He weaves his way through the crowd, dancers grinding all their body parts and other things against them as he rejected them and scanned the sea of faces until he found those he was seeking. Damon was at the bar, too captivated with the bar tender as he gave her a charming smile and bit his lips in a sexy way as she giggled and flushed slightly.

On the dance floor, Stefan wasn't much better. He had this short blonde in a very slutty red dress, arms wrapped around his neck as he whispered something in her ear. She giggled as he kissed her neck softly as he looked up and locked eyes with Y/N, fangs out and face twisted like a hunter. He bit down and she groaned against him as he hungrily fed.

He wasn't sure if that was an invitation or something, but he decided not to engage as his senses left him horny and hungry. Damon slipped through the shadows and appeared behind him as he smiled. "Oh, someone looks jealous." Y/N could see the smug look on his face without having to turn around as he saw Stefan lower his hands on her waist. "I'm not jealous, Damon."

"It's ok. Go ahead and be jealous. I'm sure my brother will be thrilled to know."

Y/N turned to him. "I'm not jealous, Damon!"

Damon smiled at him. "My mistake."

"Whatever. I need a drink." He melted into the crowd of people as Damon shot Stefan a look. He used the power and spoke in his brother's head. "You're an asshole you know that right?"

Stefan smirked. Mouth all bloody. "I learned that from you, brother."

#x male reader #male reader insert #male x male #vampire diaries #the vampire diares #stefan salvatore #stefan salvatore x male reader #tom welling #tom welling x male reader #henry cavill #young henry cavill #damon salvatore #stefan and damon #Damon Salvatore x male reader #lj smith #the vampire diaries #book Stefan Salvatore #book Damon Salvatore #fancast

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allthosepeopleilovetofangirlover · 7 months

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Stefan: Damon and I were crossing the street, and this dude drove by and honked at us Alaric: *Sighing* What did Damon do? Stefan: He chased him to the next red light, then reached into his window and... Damon: Who wants a steering wheel?

#the vampire diaries #damon salvatore #stefan salvatore #alaric saltzman #stefan x damon #the salvatores #the salvatore brothers #stefan and damon #alaric and damon #incorrect quotes #tvd #the vampire diaries incorrect quotes #tvd incorrect quotes

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elenasalvator13 · 5 months

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Do you think Stefan deserved a better ending?

In my opinion I think he should have been able to enjoy being married (not to Caroline though) and got to live a human life. Just think about Stefan being a father, he’d be a great one!!

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thefantasticreader · 8 months

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Being the Salvatore brother's little sister

-Damon and Stefan were both in awe when you were born, Damon was 22 when you were born and Stefan was only 15

-Growing up Damon and Stefan made sure their father never did anything to harm you, going as far as not letting you join in on their games or activities if it helped to keep you safe

-You were never really close with your mother or father so most of your time was spent with your maid and with your older brothers

-Stefan once told you when you were little he didn't want to play with you and it resulted in your bawling your eyes out for the rest of the night until Damon held you to his chest and hummed a soft tune to calm you down. (He was mad at Stefan for the next three days)

-You were so close to them that you'd often sneak into their closets and steal their trousers and shoes and run around in them while your father was not home

-Damon is super protective, he once punched a guy who looked at you wrong and broke his nose, resulting in him getting kicked out of the restaurant you were at

-Katherine was always gentle with you which made your brothers quite jealous of you since she was always so hard to win to begin with

-Before you found out she was a vampire you would cling to her side and she'd do your hair for you or makeup

-Katherine was forced to turn you at 11, so you appear younger than you actually are

-The brothers are naturally great brothers but neither of them are all the wise of how to raise a female, so some things came as a shock to them while you were growing up with them (periods, cramps, crankiness,) Katherine was very helpful during this time ;)

-Stefan still see's you as his younger sibling and while Damon does too, you both remind Stefan your old enough to do normal teen things, drink, drive, etc

-You used to call Stefan Steffy and Damon Dammy when you were little so they both constantly remind you and embarrass you about it

-Your first break up with the guy you liked was tough but not as tough as convincing Damon to not rip the guys head off, Stefan sat with you through the tears and all and helped calm you down with movies and blood bags and junk food

-Stefan will hide your daylight ring if he's mad at you or needs to, which isn't often but when he does Damon always gets it and brings it to you just to tick Stefan off

-Your so used to the bickering from both brothers to the other that you've learned to tune it out or ignore it

-With everything that goes on everyday they are always making sure you are safe

-They understand why you don't like Elena at first, during which period of time you and Damon shit talk her

-Being their little sister you have learned a thing or two about them, picking up on their habits and little manners they do when they're mad, sad, etc

-Both love to mess with you and constantly pull pranks on you

-Stefan bought you your first car at age 89 (Even though you look young your older because your a vamp, Ya'll know what I mean)

-Your smart and kind like Stefan which he loves, but being around Damon so much left you super sassy and super easily annoyed which he hates and Damon loves lol

-If you ever want to do something without them they ask a billion questions first

-Your first school dance you attended was with your brothers at Stefans high school since they couldn't leave you at home and unattended, aka they were scared something bad would happen to you

-You love hanging out with Caroline because she just gets you and she knows how you feel

-If you ever get hurt the brothers are beside themselves and feel extremely guilty

-When you get killed the first time Stefan spent the whole night crying while Damon binge drank his way through the pain, which resulted with even more angry arguments between the two. yes you came back but both didn't talk about what had happened that night afterwards

-Overall they're super sweet to you, except when they're not cause we all know they're both capable of being jerks

#damon salvatore #stefan salvatore #vampire diaries #stefan and damon

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april-the-fan-girl · 1 year

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At its core, The Vampire Diaries is about two very dysfunctional codependent brothers

#high analysis #the vampire diaries #tvd #damon salvatore #stefan salvatore #stefan and damon

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fleursdesmorts · 2 years

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eve bringing adam the forbidden fruit to eat of because she loves him and wants him to taste the sweetness vs stefan bringing damon a human to drink from because he loves him and wants them to both partake of the sweetness of immortality together

#🧐#the vampire diaries #stefan and damon

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clairedelune-13 · 7 months

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Don’t ask me which brother duo I like better, cuz come hell or highwater, I’m always gonna choose Stefan and Damon. Sorry Sam and Dean, but when you have two brothers who’ve been through as much as they have after almost two centuries, you have to root for them.

STEFAN DIED FOR DAMON.

Sam just LET IT HAPPEN WHEN HE COULD’VE DRIVEN DEAN TO THE HOSPITAL.

#stefan and damon #tvd

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supercap2319 · 6 months

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"Believe it or not, Y/N, some girls, or guys don't need my persuasion. Some just can't resist my good looks, my style and my charm and my unflinching ability to listen to Taylor Swift." Damon smiled, as he walked around the room.

Y/N rolled his eyes. "Well, I'm not one of those idiots who drop to their knees at mere sight of you. What dummy picks you over Stefan? Who thinks all this ... is hot?" He pointed to Damon's outfit.

"Ouch. Don't insult the John Varvatos, dude. Besides, it's not my fault you're not an eternal stud like myself."

"Ha! That's a laugh pal. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a date with your brother." Y/N turned to go, but Damon grabbed his arm. "And just where do you think you're going?"

"Let's see. Survey says.... The hell away from you." He ripped his arm away from Damon and walked out of the room as Damon watched him go smiled.

#x male reader #male reader insert #male x male #vampire diaries #the vampire diares #stefan salvatore #paul wesley #stefan salvatore x male reader #witch gilbert #paul wesley x male reader #damon salvatore #Damon Salvatore x male reader #stefan and damon #ian somerhalder #Ian Somerhalder x male reader

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shrenvents · 1 month

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Spellbound

Warnings: Minors dni, smut, oral, fem receiving, unprotected, fluff, some violence, biting

Pairing: Klaus Mikaelson x Witch reader

Summary: You're a witch with a specific skill set, one that has intrigued a certain hybrid.

Word count: 2.7k

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Voodoo. Magic. Impulse. Obsession.

She was his newest fascination.

He heard her laughter cracking through the walls of the barren bar before it cut short. Klaus observed how the sunlight blazed across her, poorly parked, car. His lips slanted in mild amusement. He told himself, that’s all it was, all she was. Mild amusement for an immortal. Though, something felt different.

He strutted into the place, head hung high as he scanned the bare vicinity. His eyes halted on a man behind the bar, rinsing glass cups. The bartender's eyes adverted from Klaus, the second he caught his stare. The man's nerves were duly noted as Klaus approached him.

“I’ll have a glass of your finest red,” Klaus spoke artfully, with a fake smile plastered on his face. The worker shuddered. “Ug- we’re not serving right now.”

“No worries mate,” his mellifluous voice paused. “The red I fancy isn’t something I’d find on your menu.” The man's gaze shot up to Klaus’s. His lips trembled as Klaus continued his jest. “Unless you intend to provide me with a bite, I suggest you tell me where she’s hidden.” Klaus’s threat echoed through the building, till silence took its place.

Suddenly, the sound of a back door, opening and slamming shut jolted Klaus away from the bartender. He instantly raced to the door, ripping it open. He watched as her frame scattered into her rusted car. He growled. There was no way he'd let her escape once again...

Your body was convulsing with anxiety. Who were you to know a little magic truce with the “other side,” would have a certain hybrid on your front doorstep. It didn’t help when you levitated everything in your apartment at him, including your freshly made spaghetti with bolognese. It was to be expected, that would piss him off...

Yanking the car door shut, you forced the key in and started the engine.

“Where are we headed this time darling?”

“Ahhh!” You screamed, snapping your head to the uninvited passenger. Klaus sat leisurely beside you, and you swear your life flashed before your eyes. “I must say, I enjoyed our time in Chicago. Perhaps San Fran may be the next best thing, love.” His smug face adorned your features, absorbing the way your face contorted in both fear and frustration.

“Jesus,” you huff, and Klaus’s smirk grows. “As much as I love the idea, somehow becoming your personal chauffeur isn’t that appealing.” Klaus chuckles lowly, leaning in, more and more.

“Well, if you hadn’t decided to run off, you crafty little thing," he drawls sweetly, "We wouldn’t have the pleasure.”

“If you weren’t trying to kill me, maybe I’d stick around.” Klaus’s brows twist like he's appalled by your words. “Who said I was interested in killing you?”

“You- I- then, what do you want?” You stammer. Klaus goes quiet. You watch as his expression goes blank before he acts as though he is in deep thought. Then, his mouth gaped in 'awe,' as if the answer suddenly came to him. “Your talents of course.”

“My talents.” You repeat, baffled.

“Yes, do keep up, my dear.”

“Why? You could have any witch at your disposal, at a moment's notice.”

The corner of his lips elevate once more. “I’m flattered.”

He’s become so close now, you feel his breath, and you try not to shiver as it grazes your neck. He, on the other hand, basks in your scent.

“But, unlike my other witches, you have a gift,” he muses. “Your connection with the dead is something to behold, and something I crave.”

After a prolonged silence, you speak. “If I help you with whatever," you move further into your seat, "When it comes to an end, you’ll let me walk away, unscathed?” Your brow quirks, and with every fibre of your being, you manage to maintain eye contact. “Yes, you have my word.” Klaus’s expression went stoic, holding an unflinching seriousness that made your heart rate stutter. And strangely, you knew you could trust him.

That's how you ended up as his lackey. For the past 5 weeks, you were at his beck and call as he tormented humans, werewolves, and vampires alike.

Like any other day, your conscious was eating away at you, as you called upon another ancestor of those he plagued. Today though, you finally broke. He had been cruelly punishing a guy for hours as you questioned his late brother, through the veil.

“That’s enough!” Klaus’s eyes darted to yours, and his angered appearance softened. Instinctively, he gripped your forearm and dragged you out of the motel room.

“Love, what’s wrong?”

“What's wrong is that I’m tired, and his brother is telling me jack shit about those ‘hunters.’” You huff, closing your eyes.

Klaus firmly presses himself stock-still, resisting every urge that wishes to devour you, as you naively allow him to hold you so close, to let your guard down, to close your eyes. An urge that has worsened, and become insatiable since you started your venture together.

“Love, why don’t you grab a bite from the cafe across the street, while I fill up the car's tank?” He says heartfeltly, "That way we both can have a break."

Your eyes flutter open, and you nearly tremble at the gentle look that flickers in his gaze. However, his body language, which clutches you tightly, suggests he is anything but. “Okay.”

After five minutes seated alone in a booth, you gathered up the last of the courage you were trying to dispel. Now, headed back to the rented room, to release the hostage. Stupid, very stupid, you thought. But you couldn’t help it.

When you entered the room, the door slowly creaked shut, and shadows engulfed you. It was too quiet, and you couldn’t see the man. Unease filled your system, and you began to regret this decision. That impending regret soon became alarms going off when the captive gripped your torso, roughly caging in your arms. His grip was inescapable, and when you tried to scream, his free hand covered your mouth.

“You fucking bitch,” he murmured with disgust. You winced. “How about I leave you bleeding out here, all laid out for you bloodthirsty master.” The man crackled with humourless laughter. “I’m sure he’d appreciate that.”

While his venomous words made you cower, you relentlessly struggled against him, fighting with all that you could muster. Unfortunately, your captor was a werewolf, and far too strong for you to at least break free, to cast a spell.

He muffled Klaus’s name with his palm, and tears pricked your eyes. Even after the numerous times you’d bicker and argue, he was still the first person who came to mind, who you hopelessly called out to.

The man began lifting your body towards the door, urgently turning the knob. Just as the outside light cuts into your vision, you're wrenched from him, pulled into a powerful embrace. With ease, Klaus’s arms carried you away, swiftly placing you in the backseat of your car, locked safely inside.

His figure then disappeared just as quickly, and you hear your aggressor's voice wail in pain. Shaking, you curl over yourself, covering both ears pathetically.

After what feels like an eternity, two large hands cup your tear-stained cheeks, bringing you out of your shell. He quiets you, as he slides inside the vehicle, smoothly pulling you onto his lap. One of his arms supports your back, while the other strokes your hair. Calming you down, he mutters things like: 'Everything’s fine now love,' 'I’m here,' 'I’ll take care of you...'

“I’ve never felt so helpless,” you mumble.

He shakes his head. “There’s nothing you could've done to stop a werewolf, especially when a full moon draws near,” he soothes. You press your cheek further into his broad chest. “Though, I wish you would’ve just listened to me for once, and stayed put.”

You shoot your head up, adjusting to face him, close enough that your noses nearly meet. “If I listened to you I’d probably be dead by now.”

“Oh really?” He grins, eyes creasing, “How so?”

“Well, for one, that time you ordered me to question that vampire chick's dead boyfriend about his affair, right in front of her.” Klaus guffaws. “You're laughing, but she would've bit my head off.”

“She wouldn’t have,” he denies, still chuckling.

“Yes, she would have Klaus.” You begin to laugh along.

“You know, I wouldn’t have let her.” His face deadpans, “Like I didn’t let our were-friend hurt you," he voiced, airily. "I gave you my word.”

“Yes, of course, your word.” You giggle nervously, glancing at the hand currently bracing your thigh, gliding its thumb back and forth. “It’s not all that I’ve given you.”

You look up and are met with a mysterious look this time. Your brows furrow in confusion. He smiles dreamily, “Your skills as a witch truly know no bounds.”

“The hell are you talking about now?” You retort, making Klaus laugh loudly.

“I’m talking about your spell," he whispers. "The one that has bewitched me.”

You freeze, heart dropping.

“You don’t mean that...” Your sentence trails off as Klaus stares through you.

He’s so unpredictable, that a part of you believes he's probably playing some sick game. But, there was also a possibility that he meant it, and all the hidden desires, for your unconventional boss, were about to bubble to the surface.

“I've meant every word, from the moment I met you, when you got the better of me.” He smirks, breath fanning your face. “Witchcraft.”

Then his lips take yours, slow at first, but the entanglement shortly turns desperate. Slightly hesitant, you grind on him, eager to pull him closer. He groans, and his hands enthusiastically roam your waist and back, beckoning you nearer.

Moving in a frenzy, as your fingers tangle in his locks, you swing your leg to straddle him. He moans your name in between kisses, and he palms your ass.

Continuously rolling your body into him makes you feel his arousal, which causes a whine to escape. When your lips break apart, his mouth trails down your jaw, to your neck. You gasp, but you don’t stop him. He audibly tells you how much he’s enjoying himself, and you squeeze your thighs over his.

“I can only imagine how sinful you taste here darling.” He remarks as his hand slides over your core, and you whimper. “How about you let me try?” He hums politely. “You know you want me to.”

“No,” you huff.

“No?” His voice rises questioningly, and a hand gropes your chest, while the other grips your chin, tilting your head down to peer into his eyes. “Not here,” you finish, and he smirks wildly.

“Then, I’ll just have to get us a private room?” He purrs seductively into you ear, making you shiver. “One that is, unoccupied,” he rolls his tongue, and you shiver again at the double meaning behind his words. You don’t even want to think about what he did to the man who attacked you.

“Please,” you sigh into a kiss, pecking his lips, which seems to surprise Klaus momentarily. His surprise briskly turns into a beaming smile. “To be continued,” he utters before shifting you off him and rushing out the car.

Not long after, Klaus reappears with that same childlike cheer gracing his features. Jerking open the door, he outstretches his hand like a gentleman. You accept it, and his palm completely envelops yours. He tugs you to his hip, and nibbles on your earlobe while you walk to a random room.

As soon as the door locks behind you, he presses himself against your backside. “Now, how about that taste?” He mutters while lifting your hair to kiss your nape, and rubbing himself against you. You press closer, before spinning around to enclose your mouth on his again. He groans into your mouth approvingly, backing your body toward the queen-size bed.

His lips free yours when your back legs hit the edge, and you fall backwards with a yelp. His hands then make work of your lower half, removing your clothes as he kneels infront of your cunt. You inhale deeply, as cool air hits your bare body.

He goes silent, so you raise your head to peek at him. Klaus is ogling you heatedly, like the predator he is. “Lovely,” he sing-songs.

He abruptly grips your thighs and heaves your core to his mouth, so close, his breath warms your skin. “K-Klaus.”

“Hmmm,” he hums shortly, before delving into you. You sob a cry of shock. His tongue expertly runs over your folds, sucking the nub with such a slow deliberation, like he can’t decide how he wishes to take you at first, as if he’s imagined every way he could.

You whine, motioning him to make his choice, bucking up, feeling his stubble scratch you. Then he grows aggressive, hungrily lapping your clit, over and over, until he ushers out your orgasm.

When your lengthy climax finishes, he sighs pleasantly into the crook of your neck. “You’re incredible,” he emits with a chant of your name, thoroughly relaxing your shaking form.

“Fuck, take off your clothes,” you beg. He immediately abides by your command, tearing off his shirt and pants. You grab his necklaces to haul his lips to yours. You savour every inch of yourself on his tongue, and he relishes in how dirty the act was.

“There’s only so much I can do to you before dawn, and it won't nearly be enough to satisfy my hunger for you.” His poetic words erupt something within. You exhale, “It seems you’re going to break your promise then.”

He stills at your words, befuddled. You elaborate, “There’s no way I’m coming out of this unscathed.” A timid smile spreads across your face, and he almost nods in understanding, feeling a strange quiver in his chest.

Wordlessly, he pulls himself from his slacks, and you take off the last of your clothes. Suddenly feeling a little out of body, you decide to take back some control of the situation. So, you flip your positions, once again, surprising Klaus, though he allows it.

You straddle him and lower yourself onto his thick cock. You whimper the second the tip enters, and he growls, pressing his fingertips into your hips, definitely leaving bruises.

“You’re too big,” you gasp.

“You can handle it, sweetheart,” he states mindlessly. He wraps his arms around your waist and arms, pulling you down onto him. His hips then press completely into you, pushing himself inside to the hilt. A wheeze leaves your lungs as he grounds into you. “Klaus, it’s too-“

“It’s perfect,” he finishes for you. You barely have any time to adapt to his size before he begins pounding. Pleasure wracks through you, and he takes whatever control you had away. His pace is unnerving, and you utter incoherent words, while his fangs graze your neck.

“Tell me,” he groans through his panting. “Tell me you want me.” He demands, though it almost sounds like he’s begging for it. “I-I want you.” The words stumble out as his thrusts reach your center.

“More,” he just about whines.

“I want you Klaus,” you shout. “You feel so good- fuck I’ve always wanted this, you.” You ramble, egged on by him. He loves it, and you feel it in his strength. He holds you tighter, and the air leaves your body.

Feeling his leg tremble, you know he’s close. “Bite me.” His clamped-shut eyelids pop open, and his dark pupils bore into yours. You kiss him and take his bottom lip between your teeth. “Bite me while you cum,” you command.

He gulps before taking his last few pumps into you. He moans into your neck as his teeth puncture your flesh. You cry out at the mixture of pain and pleasure that shatters you both.

After almost 10 minutes, he releases you from his firm caress and kisses the holes in your neck. Still inside, he turns you both on your sides. You catch your breath. “How are you still hard?” You sigh in exasperation, and he chuckles breezily. “I told you, you’ve bewitched my very soul darling.” He smirks.

“This is only the beginning.”

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megamind0416 · 9 months

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Stefan VS Damon

Both are HOT. But...for different reasons. This is what I think.

Preface: I am new to the TVD fandom. I just finished season 2 and am a slow watcher since I am watching the series exclusively with my cousin whenever we hang out. Of course I am aware of the big debate...Stefan or Damon (although Jeremy Gilbert is superior imo lol).

Here is my (un)professional take so far:

Stefan would sacrifice you to save the world (bc that's what you want). He loves unconditionally and fully. He wants nothing more than for Elena to be happy, even if that means her happiness comes at his expense. He also completely understands the value that the people she loves have in her life, and he would understand that if it came down to it: her or the world(and therefore the people she loves), he should try to save the world FOR HER. Because Elena wouldn't want to live if the people she loves aren't there. Not only that, but my guy Stefan is a feminist, and everything that is done is always about ELENA'S CHOICE. That means even when he doesn't agree, or it is painful for him. He is always on her side.

On the other hand

Damon would sacrifice the world to save you. Because while Stefan loves softly and passionately, Damon loves recklessly and incessantly. Damon wouldn't spare a second thought to the world, because his love is like a fire burning desperately wanting more. He "loves" Elena, but her happiness is an after thought. He *s2 spoiler* would rather force his blood down her throat than risk the possibility of her dying and not coming back. Because he loves her and her ONLY. He doesn't think about what she would want...only that he couldn't bear being without her. And Damon would kill or destroy anything or anyone in his way if it meant that she was safe. Because while Stefan needs her happiness, Damon could care less about that...Damon just needs her. And this is by no means healthy...but golly gee, it's attractive.

Idk what is gonna happen. Maybe something significant will go down leaving me angry with Stefan, but as of right now I could not imagine him messing up that bad. Right now idk how I could ship Damon with Elena when Stefan is right there. Yes the chemistry between Delena is AMAZING, but he doesn't want what is best for her. And honestly, I kinda think that he views her as an idealized version of Katherine instead of who she actually is. Yes, Damon deserves love and deserves to be happy and I want nothing but joy for him, but I don't think that joy is going to come from Elena. Imo Stefan is so much better for her, and (as of rn) I stand by that.

If you read this, that's so silly goofy. Thanks for reading my rant tehehe. I'm intrigued to see if my opinions change haha. What do y'all think? (No major spoilers please! I know Elena and Damon get together at some point but have no idea how haha)

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