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A Serious Witch Kink	By : Meretrix Category: S through Z > Vampire Diaries Views: 12302 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own vampire diaries, Klaus or Bonnie. I certainly am not making any money out of this.

Chapter List
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Authors note: you can consider the first chapter as taking place after 3.05, while this chapter will take place after 3.09.
I don't know if i am going to add a third chapter, but you can consider yourself invited to review with kink prompts you would like to see added in an eventual third part... i am intrigued by this pairing, but i work better when i can follow a guideline.

PART 2: Stress Relief

To say Klaus was not happy was the understatement of the century. He had finally got Mikael killed... he could have been very satisfied with that, so to forget how the old man had insulted him before his cronies, if only Stefan...
Stefan! He could not even think of that name without seeing RED.
After all the trouble he put himself through to fix him, this is how the Ripper paid him back - by stealing his fucking family!
And he couldn't even exorcise his rage at that by killing that insipid doppelganger and that older, more pathetic Salvatore! It was going to be so frustrating, to be forced to massacre strangers to feel just a bit more vindicated... but maybe that was not his one option.
Klaus stopped in his tracks and grinned wistfully as the memory of a certain night flashed through his mind. Before leaving Mystic Falls, he had pretty much fucked that Bennett witch into oblivion. She had been tight, hot and so quealy, all night long.
He had this suddenly vivid and very, very exciting mental image of her spent body, dirty and sweaty and wide open as it laid spread on her bed - she had not moved as he dressed, in the early morning, and he had looked over her with a feeling of smug satisfaction unlike any other. She had looked so much prettier with his much all over her stomach, and breasts and face, and he had certainly enjoyed marking her that way.
Some girls were just made to be dirtied up.
This was the first time he thought of her since he had done her... he had considered it a settled score, a little filthy secret to keep between them to discourage her from going against him again. Even when he had spotted her at the party in that cream dress, so enticingly tight and short, he had not been tempted to possess her again. He had important things on his mind after all, but now... those things were all the reason he wanted to seek her out.
Sweet Bonnie was going to be such a delightful toy to shake off with his frustrations. Just the idea of using her warm body again made his gums to itch.
So he went to her house... her empty house since this time around her father was on one of his business trips. He found Bonnie in kitchen, rummaging through the fridge, and for awhile he just watched her and cute little ass, until she stilled for a long beat, sensing him.
When she turned toward him, her expression was grim, her eyes cautious and determined as they sought his.
And because he liked watching her to struggle with words, he decided he was going to allow her to start conversation.
"What are you doing here?"
Klaus smirked: that was going to be too easy.
"You, mostly. I am in need of some stress relief."
Bonnie blinked, her eyes flashing with something that could be either anger or fear, probably both, and she bit her bottom lip before adding:
"That won't be happening again."
She sounded so sure of that, he almost loathed to contradict her. No, actually he quite loved it.
"So you think I should take my stress out on that blonde newborn? She looks like she would be flexible. More resilient than you are going ever to be, of course. Except I don't like her as much I like you. I would not be as motivated to leave her alive afterwards. I might even rip something off during the act. I am very tense after all. "
Bonnie shudders visibly and looks away, still biting on her bottom lip and squaring her jaw. "I never hated anyone as i hate you right now."
"Thank you. -he drawls, admiring once more how her gaze burns, her hatred warming him from his head to his toes - Now take off your dress. I want to look at you properly."
Still glaring his way, the witch reaches for the zipper on her back and pulls down her dress angrily, standing proudly before him in black lacey bra and panties.
"Sexy. Were you preparing yourself for me? I definitely appreciate the effort. "
She looks away this time, cheeks flushing with shame, and he thinks maybe she was truly trying to look sexy. He wonders for whom, and feels a spike of anger that she might have desired this with someone else.
"I didn't say you could keep your underwear on. Remove it and get on your knees."
Bonnie flushes harder, her hands unsure and trembling as they fiddle with the clasp of her bra. He rushes over her, rips the garment off, impatiently fisting her hair and pulling her head back. Her heartbeat drums loud in his ears and his mouth eagerly closes on her pulsepoint, sucking the soft and sweet smelling skin of her throat.
his hand curls inside her panties, pats her warm garden before finding her clit and twisting it roughly. She jumps a little and grasps in response, he smiles and trails his fangs over the lovely curve of her neck as two of his fingers stretch her opening. She is moist already and his flexing until he is stroking her G point is not helping her any.
"Hump my hand" the hybrid growls in her ear. Her hips follow his command almost by reflex, and soon she is fucking herself frantically on his fingers while he holds her face close, so to capture every nuance of wantonness on that face. She is not loud about it- every sound she makes is one she is striving to hold in. Little breathy mewls, keen and pitiful whimpers, soft and ashamed cries.
It just makes him love it more, and the erection straining his pants is already painful but he waits, waits until the witch is spasming with the first warnings of her orgasm. He licks her open, gasping lips and takes his fingers away with a last, painful twinge of her engorged clit. He wipes her cream on her stoach, grins at the dazed, lost expression on her visage.
"Pull your drenched excuse for panties down to your knees, keep your thighs spread and kneel over. "
He commands, giving her a slight shove to encourage her.
She does as he said, stumbling through the motions, and he licks his lips hungrily at the sight of her pretty, dripping cunt on display, her soaked panties stretched out between her widely parted knees and the strong scent of her arousal.
"Kiss my shoes."
"What?" her features scrunch up in indignation, her green eyes losing their hazed, glassy-with-desire-look.
"Do it, witch-bitch. Before I get the time to think of a less pleasant alternative. And don't touch yourself during it ".
Her full lips press in a thin, pale line and he can swear she is refraining herself from come acerbic comment. She bends herself forward anyway, kiss the tip of his right shoe and then its laces. She repeats the process with his left shoe, all while glaring heatedly up to him in a way that makes his toes to curl.
"Things I would do you" he mutters to himself, so low she can't hear it, while he undoes his belt and drops his pants, enjoying some relief to his bare and hardened cock.
He fists her dark hair again, pulls her head forcibly up. He whips his hard length against her cheek, repeatedly, still mesmerized by that hateful hazel-green glare. His precum stains her brown skins, and it excites him with a new, animalistic feeling of urgency.
Klaus presses his bulbous head against Bonnie's closed lips, almost tracing the borders of her mouth.
"Suck!" He barks and she almost smiles as she finally discloses her lips and takes him in. He can tell it's a new thing for her, because she slobbers and struggles to take it all in.
It still feels good ...downright perfect, as a matter of fact, and he grabs the back of her head so he can fuck her mouth with renewed enthusiasm. Her gag reflex kicks in at some point but he holds her there, a palm cupping her nape and the other curled around her jaw, going deeper until his dick hits the back of her throat.
Bonnie quits her struggles at once, wraps her lips properly around his lenght and sucks him hard and proper like a good girl. Klaus looks down to voice some sort of compliment when he notices her hand is between her wet thighs, clumsily finishing what he has started.
He tells himself he should be angry at that, that he should be reprimanding her but... there's just something so deeply erotic in watching her round ass up in the air, swaying and squirming as she tries to keep her balance and getting them both off at the same time.
He empties his balls into her throat with a sound that resembles a roar, and still watches over her, panting, as the witch clamps her thighs together, squeezing her hand in as she comes, moaning with his dick still inside her mouth.
Now, Klaus thinks a bit dazedly as he pulls out of her with a wet pop, that's surely the best anger management course I ever imagined.
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