Those French Girls, Part Two: A Klaus Mikaelson Imagine
Request from @nick-1432β:Β Could I get a part 2? I was wondering if it could have more smut and kolβs reactionΒ
Okay, so this is the final part of a series I started about six months ago. Sorry, itβs taken so long! Obviously, just need to warn you guys about the smut. Hope this is okay for you lovely, and enjoy xΒ
Need to catch up? Find the rest of the series just below:
Telling Kol about the fact that you were now dating his older brother hadnβt quite gone according to plan. In fact, it hadnβt really gone at all.
Youβd had a full proof plan in place, you really had. You had formulated it whilst you lay with your head on Klausβs chest, his fingers trailing up and down your spine after you two had confessed your love to each other, after he had told you that you were far more beautiful than any of the women that Paris had to offer, any of those French girls that had taken the interest of your best friend.
You were going to just come out with him, to tell Kol hey, Iβm dating Klaus now by the way. But then he had stumbled in, slightly intoxicated, one of those French girls on his arm. That was last night. Heβd been in an alcohol-induced sleep since then and God knows he needed it after the noises that had come from his room.
He hadnβt noticed that you hadnβt been in your room, taking a risk and staying in Klausβs instead.
The sun crept in through the curtains, illuminating the man with whom you now shared a bed, with whom you would share a bed with hopefully for the rest of your life. Klaus was already awake.
βHm,β you hummed into his skin, trying to ignore the plaguing thoughts in the back of your mind. Kol hating it when you told him, losing the friendship that you had worked so hard to keep all because you had fallen in love with his brother.
βYouβre thinking about him again, arenβt you?β You and Klaus had spoken the previous evening about how you would tell his younger brother, the hybrid trying to calm you down when you thought the worst. βItβll be fine, Y/N.β
βWill it? Really?β You sat up, looking at Klaus. He raised himself onto his elbows, leaning forward and placing a kiss on your neck. You were conscious of his nose resting on your throat, and little by little, all negative thoughts started to diminish.
βYes. Now just relax. Enjoy the moment.β
βAnd what moment would that be?β There was that confidence again, that bravado that only ever seemed to arrive when you were with Klaus, when things were headed in that direction. You were grateful for the distraction, and you lay down, letting Klaus climb over you, bodies touching as clothes had already been shed the night before.
In an instant, Klaus had entered you. He moved slowly, gently, the gasps falling from your lips every time he touched you. It was a feeling you could get used to, a sensation unlike any you had ever felt. It was so different from the first time you had become one, every time a new experience. And when it was over, when you had both reached your ecstasy, you only wanted to be with him, content and at peace.
βDefinitely,β you leaned over and placed a kiss on his lips, βBreakfast?β
After the two of you had got dressed, you and Klaus left the bedroom, hoping that Kol was still in his drunken sleep. You were right to hope, Elijah and Rebekah the only ones sat at the breakfast table. Klausβs older brother and his sister already knew about you two, the former having figured it out from the guiltily happy look on his brotherβs face. Naturally, he had told Rebekah and she had been more than pleased for the two of you.
βOf course. Looks like you two had fun last night.β Rebekah smirked.
βWho had fun last night?β
You turned at Kolβs voice. There he stood, hair slightly dishevelled from the effects of sleep. You froze as his eyes wandered to where yours and Klausβs hands were joined, as they widened in shock, realisation setting in.
βDonβt say anything, Y/N. Just give me a minute.β
βKol, donβt be angry at her, itβs not her fault,β Klaus attempted to speak, his words fading as a smile began to form on Kolβs face. βWhy are you smiling?β
βItβs about bloody time,β Kol started to laugh, βDo you have any idea how agonising it has been to watch the sexual tension between you two grow? Honestly, itβs been the longest six months of my life, and you both know Iβve waited longer for things to happen.β
βSo youβre not angry?β
βOf course not, Y/N,β Kol walked over, placing a hand on your shoulder, βIβm happy for you. I really am.β
βAnytime.β And with that, the youngest of the Mikaelson brothers sat down to breakfast. Klaus leaned over, placing his lips against your ear.
βTold you it would be fine.β
Klaus placed a kiss on your cheek, smiling. βI love you, Y/N.β
