( his breath is caught. it is caught witnessing the quiet pleasure and devotion in her opening eyes. it is caught, his lashes lowering, as her body moves over his, sitting him deep inside of her. klaus moves with her, his hand following the guide of her hips; his own lifting to meet her.
he would do this all night. he will do this all night until all that's left is the desire to hold her close and sleep. until there is nothing but the scent of her skin and the knowledge of her body and heart in his dreams. his exhale is a soft moan that her kiss consumes. his hand roams through her hair, over her shoulder, down her back. he rocks beneath her, dragging his lips from hers to seek the beat of her pulse.
his tongue is warm over the rapid rhythm and the sound of his veins blackening is loud in the relative quiet. his growl is a rumble and his fangs nearly nip her skin. he desires her, but he does not want to taste her blood yet. he only wants to hear it thrum as they both ache. )
bleary eyed and beautiful but your blade is not dull; NSFW
he would do this all night. he will do this all night until all that's left is the desire to hold her close and sleep. until there is nothing but the scent of her skin and the knowledge of her body and heart in his dreams. his exhale is a soft moan that her kiss consumes. his hand roams through her hair, over her shoulder, down her back. he rocks beneath her, dragging his lips from hers to seek the beat of her pulse.
his tongue is warm over the rapid rhythm and the sound of his veins blackening is loud in the relative quiet. his growl is a rumble and his fangs nearly nip her skin. he desires her, but he does not want to taste her blood yet. he only wants to hear it thrum as they both ache. )