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This is it.
The greedy scrape of teeth over her lower lip impelled Lola's train of thought into an unintelligible tailspin that wrested a mewl from her mouth, a meant-to-be unbidden sound made audible by the indulgent press of Klaus' thumb on her lip. Eyes half-lidded, Lola tipped her head slightly, parted her lips more to flicker her tongue against the digit, and mouthed a kiss then two to the side.
Lola peeked up through her lashes and witnessed a flare of amber. The sight left her wanting when his thumb coaxed her head up and then to the side so he could burrow into her neck. She effusively allowed him manoeuvre her to his heart's content—mouth dragging across her throat to her cheek, smearing a hungry kiss across her swollen lips before they went in search of her pulse again—hypnotized by the hungry drag of lips across her skin that left her body buzzing with shivers, her mind lulled into a haze of want.
"I need..."Lola swallowed a desperate sound, breath catching in her throat when blunt teeth pressed down. The thought of him leaving a mark made her squirm with a mewl.
Lola jolted in Klaus' steady clasp when he kissed a path up to her ear. Her heart hammered, desire striking for the umpteenth time, and her vision went hazy.
"I don't...i need, uh, hmmm―"Lola dragged out an unintelligible string of words that arched into a frustrated whine."Klaus. Klaus, I don't―"
She couldn't form the words and, with a needy keen, she flailed a hand that ended up being threaded in Klaus' curls. She tugged with fingers twisted in his curls and a pleading pant that had him letting out a guttural moan.
"You can have anything you want, love."
She wanted so she took, emulating Klaus' fervor when she lifted her chin to bite at his jaw. It drew out a breathless growl from the hybrid that made her rasp, a winded little sound she shared with him when he nuzzled at her pulse with a hum of approval.
All Lola could be sure of was that Klaus was devout in his desire and ravenous in a way that he never seemed to be satisfied—he wanted more of her despite having her, which had been since the day their eyes first locked.
"Lola. Lola."He breathlessly invoked, teeth grazing across her pulse indulgently. He then brushed a kiss over the red mark soothingly."Lola."
The arm wound around her waist tightened its proprietorial grip when her touch stirred a rumble, fingertips pressing into flesh from where the hand had wandered under soft cotton.
"Come here."
The hand skated around, the drag of cool flesh against her warm sending Lola's heart into overdrive, and fingers hooked into the denim waistband of her jeans. The brush of his knuckles against the lace material underneath the denim had Lola arching her hips forward for more.
Oh. That feels...
Lola's kiss-swollen mouth dropped open with a gasp when she was wrenched impossibly closer, a soft sound that slipped into Klaus' mouth as they surged into another lip-lock. There was a gruff sound of encouragement from Klaus when she arched up searchingly, spurred up by the touch of his fingers still teasing her as they snuck around, palm dragging against lace and denim until the hand came to rest on her hip to steady her.
A helpless sound spilled from Lola's mouth when she jerked away to suck in air, and her breath got lodged in her slick throat when a knee wedged its way between her legs and pressed up.
Lola mouthed nonsensically as she went still with a mewl, lips grazing against Klaus' when her stomach swooped, and she stared unblinkingly at Klaus until the steadying hand on her squeezed.
Lola's hips rocked of their own volition, her body in pursuit of friction and triumph of its own will, her mind still contently gripped by a haze.
"There we go,"Klaus murmured into the barely there distance between them. His voice was thick with awe."there's my sweet girl."
A groan cut through the crooned praise, tearing from his throat with a gratified sharpness, when Lola's nails bit into his forearms. He went with her needy pulls at him, careful not to hinder Lola's pleasure—or his view of it, he possessively thought so himself as he let himself indulge with a biting kiss, stealing a breathy moan from her—with a heady chorus of Klaus, Klaus, Klaus.
"What do you need?"He rushed out in one breath, watching her closely, his unclaimed hand coming up to brush aside black locks from her face. The pads of his fingers journeyed along her flushed cheek.
His eyes glimpsed down at her throat, his tongue pressing to where his fangs would drop, and he cleared his mind of the impulse with a stinging blink. She would have this first. He needed her to have this first.
"Take me with you. Wanna go with you."She rasped with a dazed nod, trying to catch her breath between sinuous rolls of her hips, her sentence a jumble as her mind tried to make sense of what she was trying to say.
An urgent sound wrung from Klaus as he pieced together what she was trying to say.
"Home."He ground out, keeping his fangs and need at bay. He tucked a lock of hair behind her ear."You'll come home with me?"
He lifted his head in time with his gruff beseeching, briefly letting himself nose at the round of her cheek with a spate of kisses. A radiant smile blossomed at his mouth when his eyes locked with Lola's and, as she gradually slipped free from the gratified reverie, he was witness to her eyes going alight with warmth at the sight of him.
"Klaus."Her gaze flitted down to his smiling mouth and her lips tugged up dreamily."Take me home with you?"
He was burning at once by her tender tone, the beast within stirring again in its unsealed cage she'd willingly let it loose, with a wanting to be even closer, the two aligning in their desires, and he felt disarmed.
His eyes went half-lidded when she brought herself up to her tiptoes to bump their noses together with a flash of pink tongue between her teeth. There was laughter shared between them made all the more weighty with underlying relief. He reluctantly withdrew his hand from Lola's jeans which immediately drew a displeased whine from Lola to his amusement.
"Klaus."His name was drawn out around another whine that was accompanied by an attempted glare from blown-wide pupils and half-lidded eyes.
His teeth bared with a devilishly playful snarl as he slanted down to press a placating kiss to her forehead before he rested his own against hers. Both hands came up to clasp her face tenderly.
We seemed to float right through the air
Heavenly songs seemed to come from everywhere
"Forgive me, love."
He went along with the momentum when Lola teetered on her feet with a pout that Klaus couldn't resist nipping and soon they found themselves moving from side to side in time with the faraway music they'd all but forgotten about. They maintained their heady gaze, contently interlocked in their moment, while they leisurely swayed.
And now when there's moonglow, way up in the blue
I always remember that moonglow gave me you
Klaus brought their swaying to a gradual end sooner than he'd like to. He took a moment to bask in the sight of Lola's flushed cheeks, fingers splaying out against her heated skin to aid him in pulling her in before he spoke.
"You're sure."
A question tangled up in a statement. Seeking confirmation.
You're sure. You're mine. This is it.
Lola's reassurance was an action rather than being voiced. She ducked her head with a beatific smile and grabbed Klaus' hand with her own, her lips still kiss-swollen and mouthing his name. She was sporting a love bite just under her jaw that, when she lifted her chin to direct that blissful smile at him, caught in the glowing moonlight and soon Klaus' hooded stare.
It must have been moonglow, way up in the blue
It must have been moonglow that led me straight to you.
He turned her hand over and leaned down to kiss her palm."Home?"
In the distance, Freya's liquor-imbued merriness travelled through the night air—a shrill titter followed by a shuffle of feet in time with the musical notes and Hayley's howls of inebriated joy.
Lola threaded their fingers together."Home."
Klaus' face lit up as brilliantly as the moonlight above them and, after bowing his head to press another kiss to Lola's hand, he began to lead them the way he'd arrived.
"Happy birthday, Lola!"
Drunken jubilation erupted in their departure as they retreated into the woods in the direction of Klaus' awaiting car, navigating through the darkness serenely with his preternatural senses, drifting further away from the music.
And I start in praying
Oh Lord, please let this last
Thank you for reading. Apologies for the short and sweet chapter. It's mostly filler as i finish up the next one. But I hope you enjoyed anyway and please let me know if you did.