A Bloody Laying #2

A Bloody Laying #2

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

(The Vampire Diaries/The Originals fan-fic) Klaus pays Lydia another night time visit and feeds her unhealthy addiction.

Summary

(The Vampire Diaries/The Originals fan-fic) Klaus pays Lydia another night time visit and feeds her unhealthy addiction.

Content

Submitted: February 21, 2014

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Submitted: February 21, 2014

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Lydia lay in her bed, curled up under two duvets and wearing her flannel, check pyjamas. It had been a long night and she hadn’t returned from hospital until half eleven thanks to a guy who decided to jump off a building, leaving Lydia to try and keep him alive. He was stable now. She knew he wasn’t thankful for it. He wanted to go but it was her job to not let that happen.
A cold, prickling feeling crawled up her neck and made her flicker her eyes open. Suddenly getting the chilling feeling that she was being watched, she bolted upright and stared into the darkness to the chair in the corner of her bedroom. Through the foggy, grey-dark, she saw that there was nothing on the chair except her uniform that she had haphazardly strewn onto it, feeling too tired to hang it up. Still feeling a little on edge, she laughed to herself nervously before flipping back over and nearly jumping out of her skin. She screamed and jumped back, almost toppling out of the bed but she managed to catch herself. Her pounding heart calmed ever so slightly when she noticed the face of her intruder that was stood by her beside, painted black in the darkness, hands stuffed into his pockets and a soft grin on his plump lips.

“Klaus,” she said through a sigh and placed her palm on her chest, feeling the frantic beat of her heart. “I should never have invited you in.”
He cocked his head, studying her, before sitting down on the edge of her bed. He shifted and lifted his knee up onto the bed so he was sat side on from her. “You had always enjoyed my nightly visits.”
She sighed again and ran her fingers through her wild, bed hair. “Yes, when I expected them.”
He started idly playing with the corner of her duvet. “You didn’t think I’d come?” He peered at her.
“Well I haven’t seen you since that little thing in the alley and that was, what? Two weeks ago.”
“You thought I’d left you again,” he stated, the mirth in his tone made her jaw clench. “Were you disappointed?”
He knew the answer to that. She could tell by the slight curve on his lips, so she said nothing.
She sucked in a breath when his hand reached out and grasped hers. He looked directly into her eyes. His irises looked like black holes in the darkness of the room. He was wearing a black jacket, grey shirt and jeans. Lydia, under the intensity of his gaze, felt a little awkward that she was wearing probably the most unattractive pyjamas she owned. But Klaus didn’t seem to care, he was still looking at her the way he always did when he would visit her in the dead of night, like he wanted to devour her and make her enjoy every second of it.

“You should go,” she said and pulled her hand from his. “I’ve had a horrible day.”
He shifted on the bed, inching closer to her. He leaned in and whispered in his sexy, smooth voice that made her throat instantly dry, “Then let me make it up to you by giving you one hell of a night.”
She curled her fingers into her duvet and pulled it close around her, feeling his magic working on her already. Her palms were moist, her chest was heaving and the heat between her thighs was unbearable. She opened her mouth, ready to retort and tell him that she had an early start in the morning, but none of that was able to come out because her words were muffled by his lips on hers. He grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her forwards as the kiss deepened. She inhaled through her nose and melted into him. Soon, her arms were wrapped around his neck and his hand was pressing into the small of her back, pinning her to him.
She gasped and moaned every time there lips parted ever so slightly and she began to hurriedly unbutton her shirt, desperate to have him all over her. He pushed her shirt off her shoulders and she did the same with his jacket. He cupped her jaw and stared deep into her eyes for an intense moment before claiming her mouth again.
He loved how hot he made her. How he made her heart race. It was like music to his ears. A heavy baseline that vibrated through him. He needed her in every possible way and he knew she willing to give him everything he desired.
His lips ran from hers to her jaw, down her neck and across her collarbone. She sucked in a shaky breath, running her hands up the back of his neck as he elongated his fangs and ran them across her throat.
“I’m all yours,” she whispered into the air, her eyes drooping closed at the sensations he was giving her. “Do what you want with me.”
That was all the permission he needed. He grabbed her hips and sank his teeth into her neck. She stiffened against him with a shaky gasp and clung onto his hair as he drew her closer to him. She tipped her head back, revelling in the unique pleasure only Klaus could provide. Her head felt light and foggy, like she was floating on clouds as he drank, sucking her very essence out of her.

He broke away from her with a hiss and sheathed his fangs. Her eyes fluttered open and she gazed into his eyes, they shone blazing gold for a fraction of a second before clouding over with an empty blackness. Her blood coated his lips and dripped down his throat. Her chest heaved at the sight. A nurse turned on by blood, it was sick and she knew it but when it came to Klaus, she didn’t care. Nothing mattered. Only what she was feeling right here, right now. And she had the overwhelming urge to kiss him, to suck her blood from his lips and to taste herself on his tongue. And that’s exactly what she did. Pushing herself up onto her knees so she was over him, she locked him in a violent embrace, clinging onto him so tight as if the world was crashing down around them and kissed him like there was no tomorrow. Their bodies rolled and slanted against each other’s as the kiss deepened and became hungry and wild. Klaus pressed down on her hips and she started to drop her back onto the bed with the force. Klaus came over her, straddling her waist as the kiss continued. She felt blindly for the hem of his shirt and began tugging it up. Their heavy, passionate kiss finally broke when their lips had to part. She pulled his shirt over his head and his lips were back on hers even before it hit the floor.
Her hard nipples pressed against his bare chest and she ran her hands all over him, wanting to feel every inch of him as he held himself over her like a cage. His lips left hers and ran back down to the gaping wound on her neck. He could see her pulse, making the black puddles of blood in the entry wounds ripple. Rivulets ran down her bare chest and down her back onto the pillow behind her head. He captured her nipple with his lips, making her back arch. He sucked the blood on it and retraced the crimson trail that ran back to her wound with his tongue, licking her chest clean. He let out soft, satisfied noises from the back of his throat as he dabbed the tip of his tongue into the entry wounds on her neck.
Feeling so unbelievably horny she felt like she was going to cum any second, Lydia started blindly unbuttoning his jeans. Her hands trembled with anticipation and tears began to brim her eyes when she started having trouble with his zipper.
While still licking up her excess blood, Klaus’ hand wrapped around hers and began to tug it away from his jeans. His lips trailed up to her ear. The metallic smell of blood hung in the air and as he breathed over her, the smell became even more pungent. He licked up the curve of her ear and whispered, “Not yet,” before releasing her hand.
She voiced her disappointment with a groan, to which he kissed her softly on the lips and began lowering himself down her body, trailing his bloody lips down her throat and between her breasts. Her back arched, craving more contact as his hands slipped down her sides, following his lips as his body lowered. Soon, his lips were at her navel. He kissed her all over her stomach as he hooked his fingers under the hem of her pyjama pants. Feeling the need to get a better look at what he was doing to her, Lydia pushed herself up and propped herself on her elbows. He leaned away from her and smiled his soft smile that created dimples in his cheeks.

When he started to tug, she lifted herself off the bed so he could pull her pants down. She tucked her legs up so he could yank them off quicker and they joined their shirts on the floor.
Lydia was completely naked now, while Klaus still remained in his jeans. She felt exposed to the deadly hybrid kneeling at the foot of her bed, vulnerable and helpless. Like a lamb staring into the eyes of a wolf. Then why was she so incredibly turned on?
Her pulse was racing. Her hands were trembling. A thin coating of sweat glistened over her forehead. She needed this man. More than anything in the world.
She was his food? More like he was her food.
A meal she couldn’t get enough of.
He parted her legs so her knees stuck up either side of him, level with his shoulders as he leaned closer to her aching centre. With his black eyes still locked with hers, he pressed his lips against her thigh. She moaned at the touch and chewed her lip at the dark stain of blood his kiss had left behind, matching the sprinkling of stains over her torso.
His kisses continued down her thigh until he reached her hip. He lay down, chest to the bed, arms weaved under her legs and hands resting on her abs. He kept kissing her along her hips, driving her wild with lust. She flicked her hips and shifted from side to side, trying to guide him where she desperately needed him. Finally, Klaus gave up his torture and trailed his lips down the light strip of hair to her burning pussy. He withdrew his hand from her stomach and used his fingers to part her lower lips. She glistened in the slight moonlight that shone through her curtains and he smiled to himself at how wet he had made her.

Just as he was about to delve his tongue into her moist heat, he had an idea and drew back. Lydia, with her head now tipped back to the ceiling, grunted at his recoil but then gasped and seized up with pleasure as Klaus embedded his fangs into her upper thigh.
Her blood bursts into his mouth like a blossoming flower, the overwhelmingly magnificent taste consuming his entire body. He withdrew his fangs with a gasp and locked his hand around her thigh, squeezing the freshly open wound so her blood pumped out and trickled in a thick river, pooling in her pussy.
Her elbows gave way and her head dropped against the pillow. With one hand covering her clenched eyes, she blindly felt for Klaus’ head and pushed his face down against her. All too happy to obey, Klaus started working on her pussy, licking up the mixture of her blood and her arousal. Such an extraordinary taste. The perfect blend of salt and sweet. He weaved his arm back under her legs and placed his palm back firmly on her stomach while using his other hand to part her lower lips for better access. The blood was still oozing from her thigh wound and no matter how much he licked and sucked, there seemed to be an endless supply.
He was in heaven.
And so was she.
She curled her fingers into his hair and whenever Klaus pulled back even a fraction, Lydia would force him back down, pressing his mouth back against her pussy and compelling him to keep eating.
He ran his teeth over her throbbing clit and her whole body juddered.
“Klaus…Klaus…I’m close…” she moaned but it was barely a breathy whisper only Klaus was able to pick up because of his vampire hearing.

His cock twitched in his jeans. He was so hard now it was painful but he continued to eat her delicious pussy until she was unabashedly rocking against his mouth and grinding against him, riding on the build up to her orgasm.
It crashed over her like a dam bursting open. Her eyelids flew back and her shoulders dug into her bed as he ass bucked up. Her thighs clamped around Klaus’ head, her open wound pressed against his cheek. Her fingers curled into his hair so tight she was yanking at his scalp but he kept his mouth right where she wanted it. He pushed his tongue into her entrance and felt her inner muscles ripple and clamp around it as she gushed into his mouth.
“Oh. God. Klaus. Fuck,” she moaned, grinding against his lips as he orgasm lengthened.
Finally, her pleasure began to calm and she uncoiled herself from him, loosening her thigh grip and dropping her hand from his neck. She closed her eyes and smiled contently, bringing her hands up to rest them on her chest.
But then she heard a soft whoosh of the air being disturbed and her eyes flew back open. Her heart crashed against her chest when she looked up so see Klaus over her, his face half bathed in the pale moonlight. He grinned, grabbed her hips and spun her around. She was over him then, straddling his waist. Her head was spinning from his vampire speed. She opened her mouth to complain but it was soon forgotten when he sat up, slipped his hands up her sides and began sucking her breast.
Fresh blood was trickling down her chest again but she didn’t care. All she cared about was releasing what was digging into her ass.
She lifted herself up and yanked down his zipper. Thankfully, this time Klaus did not stop her when she started to pull down his jeans and boxers. Instead, he lifted his ass a little so she could push them down further.
His cock, hard and ready for her, sprung free and hit her stomach, making her groan.
Blood oozed from her thigh wound and pooled on his pelvic bone. He noticed this and smiled against her breast.
Unable to last another second without him inside her, Lydia grabbed his cock, lifted herself up and guiding him in. She gasped, gripping the back of his head and holding his mouth closer to her breast. He groaned against her, the sound vibrated through her body, setting every cell alight.


 She began to grind again him, hard and desperately. His arms circled her waist and helped her slam herself down onto him. He lifted his face from her chest and soon felt Lydia capture his lips with hers.
“How do you do this to me?” she gasped against his lips. “God, you’re like a drug.”
He just laughed and deepened the kiss. “Ride me, Lids. Make me pay for leaving you.”
He knew that could get her going. She growled against his lips and forced his back onto the bed. She pinned him there, her palms on her shoulders. He grinned up at her. Her blood covered her throat and chest. The wound on her neck looked painful but she didn’t seem to notice. Her expression was heavy with lust but her jaw was set in anger.
She started grinding against his harder, bouncing on his cock and circling her hips in the opposite direction of his. She was so hot she was sweating. Klaus too, she noticed, was sweating. A light sheen coated the heaving chest underneath her. She ran a hand down it then cupped her pussy and began rubbing her clit as she rode him.
Another orgasm was building up, she could feel it like a storm brewing inside her. Butterflies fluttered in his stomach and her muscles started to tighten.
Noticing her desperation to finish, he grabbed her hips and started jerking his hips move violently to meet her. Her face tightened and she rubbed her clit faster.
“Yes. Yes. Fuck. Klaus!” she moaned, her fingers digging into his shoulder.
Klaus bared his teeth. “Cum for me, Lids.”
And she did.
Her head flew back, sending her blonde hair waving through the air and she shuddered over him, her body quaking as her orgasm ripped through her.
Feeling himself coming close, Klaus grabbed Lydia’s back and pulled himself up into a sitting position. He held her tight against him as he slammed her against him a few more times before he shot his seed inside her.
The feeling of him finishing made Lydia’s moans all the louder.
As they both climbed down from the orgasms together, Klaus languidly licked up the fresh blood from her shoulder between soft kisses.

Once he was back on form, he spun them around again so he was back on top, slamming Lydia into the mattress below him. She coughed out a gasp at the sudden impact and narrowed her eyes up at him. Even though he wasn’t looking at her, he could sense her disapproval and smiled.
He leaned over her and pulled open the drawer by her bed. “Ah, I see you still keep it in here,” he mused and withdrew the knife.
When he looked down at her, she showed him a tight smile. “Never know when you’re going to need it.”
He laughed and said, “Very true,” before jamming the knife just under his collar bone. Lydia’s eyes widened and she felt her stomach flutter as Klaus winced in momentary pain, knowing that he did it for her. He pulled out the bloody knife and dropped it back into the drawer with a clatter.
He nodded to Lydia, signalling her and she lifted her face to his shoulder and pressed her lips to the open wound. She heard Klaus suck in a breath as if her touch burned him and she began to drink his blood.
The nasty wound on her neck started to heal, she could feel it closing up. Seconds later, the wound on her thigh was knitting together too. Soon, she was fully healed yet still a vision to Klaus, covered in her own dried blood.
She withdrew from him with a throaty moan. Klaus dipped his head and kissed her, mixing the taste of her blood with his own.
They were such a magnificent pairing, despite their obvious differences, they blended together so perfectly.
By the time the kiss ended, Klaus’ stab wound had healed. He smiled into her eyes, stroked her cheek delicately as if she were made of glass, and rolled onto his back beside her.
“So,” he panted a laugh, “did that make up for your shitty day?”
She looked down at the state of her naked body and smiled. The sign of a good night with Klaus.
She rolled onto her side and curled up against him as he gazed up at the ceiling. “Definitely.”
 


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