scotvampniklaus:
Nik smirked and watched the boy taste the scotch. When asked about the flavour, he chuckled. “That is a secret I’ll carry through eternity. But, I can say that you are welcome to a bottle if you want one. That is… If you stay the night with me. I do hate being left after sex. Besides, when I’m done with you, you won’t want to walk anywhere. I plan on making your knees weak and your body sore.” He reached out and took the glass from the other, downing it and setting it down. “What can I say? I’m impatient.” He hummed. “Strip for me, Oskar.”
“Oh?” Oskar took another step closer in anticipation for what the condition was to getting the scotch and the stipulation made him grin and positively giggle, “I will gladly stay after, I have a feeling you don’t make plans and then not follow through on them and those plans sound delicious to me.” he quirked an eyebrow when Niklaus took his glass and finished it but he nodded as he started to undo the buttons of his waistcoat. Taking a step back, Oskar tossed the vest to the nearest chair and started in on his shirt, opening the first button and then the second, fingers purposeful and slow as he grinned impishly, “As you like, Niklaus, though… perhaps I’ve got plans that involve testing the edges of your impatience as well as the sturdiness of my clothes…” the third button came open and he started on the fourth, expression nothing if not playful.
Nik smirked and looked at the boy, watching him start to undress. "Good." He hummed as he started unbuttoning his own shirt. "Oh? Well, we'll have to see how well our plans come together, won't we?" He hummed and pulled the boy in closer, leaning in to kiss at his jaw. He reached up and tore the rest of the buttons open, letting out a playful growl. "Take it off, Oskar."











