#klaus slutty waist

[mewnoon]

(Almost) all of Klaus dance moves to footloose

#the umbrella academy #tua #klaus hargreeves #robert sheehan #dancing #footloose #klaus slutty waist

[angst-fairygodmother]

Punishment (Klaus Hargreeves x Reader)

A/N: Let’s not talk about it, okay. Just...enjoy the fruits of my labor. ...I think I need a long, cold shower... Word Count: 1585 slutty, slutty words.  Rating: E -  SMUT, oral, multiple orgasms, kinky shit?, swearing Now cross-posted to AO3: here

“Klaus…” you whined, wrists straining against your binds as his lips trailed down your stomach, facial hair tickling against skin made extra-sensitive with desire.

He answered with a “hmm” as he continued to plant kisses everywhere but where you wanted him, smirking against you.

“Y/N,” he purred. “You brought this on yourself.”

“Oh really?” you teased back, “and how did I do that?” You knew exactly what you had done to set off this unusual dominant streak in him, but you planned to rile him further, in the hopes that he would finally cave and give you what you wanted.

He growled, sliding down further, fingers gripping harshly on the curve of your ass as he lifted your lower half onto his lap.

“Wearing that dress,” he muttered, bending down but not yet touching you.

“Showing off those legs.” His fingers trailed down the back of them as his breath ghosted over your inner thighs.

“Teasing me with that hemline,” he nipped at the flesh, causing you to yelp. He only smirked and did it again, loving the range of sounds he could draw from you.

“And then you ran off and kept me from having what I needed,” he said, a pout on his face that you desperately wanted to kiss (or maybe slap) away.

“So you have to be punished.”

“Tying me up here so I can’t play and touch you while you fuck my senses out isn’t punishment enough?” you huffed, flopping in another hopeless attempt to escape the ropes holding you to the headboard.

“No,” he drawled, lazily tracing circles over your hip with one hand while the other maintained its bruising grip on your thigh. “That’s just to keep you from escaping.”

“Why the hell would I want to escape?”

He flashed you a wicked grin. And then suddenly his lips were fixed around your clit as he sucked hard on it, and you cried out. You felt him smirk, continuing to work at the sensitive bud and his hands roamed up and down your body teasingly. You writhed beneath his touch, mind foggy and unsure whether you wanted to press yourself closer or pull away from the fire he was lighting within you. Apparently unsatisfied with your reaction, he began to use his tongue to trace patterns against you, each pass drawing out a moan which only made him increase the speed and pressure.

“Klaus…please…” you panted, begging desperately.

“What’s the matter, Y/N?” he asked, lips still brushing the overworked spot as he drew back just slightly. “Are you going to come for me gorgeous?”

“Yes,” you cried as he resumed his attention. “Oh god, yes!”

Your vision flashed white as he dragged you over the edge of your climax and beyond it, not even pausing. Slowly, his lips continued further down, tasting you with a groan and then lapping at your folds.

“Fuck,” you gasped out, trying desperately to reach down and bury your fingers in his curls as you normally would when he did this.

“Hmm?” he purred against you, vibrations driving another spike of pleasure through you, the coil at your core already tightening once more.

“Klaus, please. I’m sorry for teasing you baby.”

He pulled away to look up at you, making a sinfully delightful picture framed between your legs with his lips glistening.

“You know, I want to believe you,” he mocked. “But I’m just not convinced you’ve learned your lesson.”

His fingers danced across your skin, drawing closer to your center, feather-light touches raising goose-bumps wherever they passed. He leaned upward, the long, muscular plane of him pressing down against you, trapping you even more effectively than the ropes. With frustrating slowness, he kissed you, probing his tongue into your mouth and exploring, and you groaned, tasting yourself on him. You were so lost in the almost tender gesture and the soft sighs he made, breath puffing against your too-hot face, that you didn’t notice his still-wandering hands until he deftly slipped two fingers into you, curling them immediately to brush against that perfect spot.

You moaned and he answered you with the same sound, each swallowing the other’s as he began to work at you and you clenched around his hand.

“Christ, you feel amazing,” he said, trailing kisses down your neck until he came to the base of your throat. He bit gently there, drawing blood rushing upward into the skin, and laved his tongue soothingly across it, slow pattern at odds with the way his fingers pumped. All too quickly, you felt yourself cresting once more, shattering beneath him with a cry.

But he did not yield, instead increasing his pace.

“That’s it baby,” he murmured, kisses moving along your flushed chest until he could fix his mouth around your nipple, sucking and teasing it.

His free hand came up to play with the other breast, flicking and pulling, kneading the flesh until you couldn’t keep track of the sensations against you, dazed and overwhelmed as you chased yet another high in him.

Unsatisfied with the constant soft whimpers and mewls you were making, he bit down on the bud in his mouth and you screamed, coming with an intensity unlike anything you had ever felt before, stars dancing across your vision as you arched violently, shoulders wrenching as you pulled against the restraints. He whispered soothing nonsense against your skin as he guided you through it before slowly withdrawing.

Rising to hover over you, his emerald eyes were soft as they danced across your face in concern, searching for any sign of discomfort, even the tiniest hint that you were not okay.

“Y/N?” he asked, voice laced with concern.

“I’m fine Klaus,” you assured breathlessly. “Better than fine. Fuck…that was…fuck.”

He smirked, kissing your cheek and lowering himself. His skin felt cool in comparison and you sighed at the relieving sensation. And then you felt his hard, weeping cock pressing against your hip and quirked an eyebrow at him.

Unabashedly, he returned your expression with a taunting smirk. “Are you spent, babe, or do you have one more for me? Do you want to come with me inside you?”

You bit your lip and looked up at him coquettishly. “Fuck me properly, darling.”

He groaned at your words, twisting to the side to pull a condom from the bedside table. Eagerly he rolled it on and returned to his position above you, running himself through your folds.

“Are you sure?” he asked.

“God yes,” you sighed, nodding and hooking an ankle around his waist to try and pull him in.

Groaning, he pressed inward, slowly sliding further until he was seated fully. The feel of you stretched and clenching around him was almost too much to bear and he bit his own lip to hold himself back, not wanting to waste all that work by coming so quickly. He stilled there, letting you both adjust to the feeling before he slowly rocked his hips, pulling almost completely out before bottoming out once more. He continued the motion as you whimpered and rutted your own hips upward.

“I swear to god Klaus, if you don’t move faster, I’m going to scream,” you panted desperately.

“Screaming is exactly what I want you to do, Y/N,” he said, nipping at the lobe of your ear.

Still, he sped up, thrusting hard into you as he planted another passionate kiss against your lips. The two of you battled for dominance as you found a rhythm of movement, rocking in sync, the speed and angle of his thrusts and your counterthrusts causing each shift to bring a new spike of pleasure shooting through you that you felt all the way into your fingers and toes.

You felt the hot coil winding its way again, threatening to snap, just as Klaus’s hips began to stutter. Your name fell from his lips like a prayer before turning into a wordless cry as he released, the feeling and sound enough to drive you to your own peak, one so incredible and intense that for a second, you couldn’t breathe. Your bones turned to jelly and your whole body slacked, sated and exhausted beyond explaining.

As you both came down from your mutual high, he rested against your chest. You felt the ghosting of air across your skin from his pants start to even out and cleared your throat.

“Do you think you could untie me before you fall asleep?” you murmured, almost reluctant to disturb him, despite the lack of feeling in your extremities.

“Oh!” he cried, pulling out of you with one last groan, discarding the used protection and rising up on his knees to work at the knots holding you.

Once your wrists were free, he took first one and then the other between his hands, massaging blood flow back into them and kissing the raw, red marks that your pulling had caused.

“Y/N, precious Y/N,” he whispered, voice barely registering through your sleepy haze. “That was so amazing. You are so amazing. Too good for me.”

You hummed in satisfaction. “So amazing,” you agreed blearily.

“Are you alright?” he asked concern again filling him that he had pushed you too far.

“Couldn’t be better. Unless you come cuddle me. Then I’d be perfect.” Your voice was slurred and he chuckled, releasing your arms to slide down and curl around you, pulling you securely against his solid chest.

“I love you,” he muttered into your hair and you smiled, settling in for a long sleep.

#I don't know where this came from #but I'm just going to post it and go hide under the bed in shame #Klaus Hargreeves #reader-insert #Klaus Hargreeves x reader #The Umbrella Academy fic #smut #sorry not sorry? #fun fact: when I get stressed I apparently write smut fics #so there's that

[wizardessheart-sideb]

Although we had taken a few couples' cooking classes, Randy wasn't the best chef. But he did his best and no matter what, I'd try anything he made. He built me up, so it's only fair I do the same for him. Tonight we were going to a Halloween party together and we were both in charge of baking sweets. I was already at the venue, arranging the chocolate lava cupcakes I'd made when I felt someone wrap an arm around my waist.

“I can't believe you got here before me. I left early to make it on time.” I didn't even need to see Randy to know he was pouting. I laughed as I turned around to kiss him.

“It's fine. I just got here, anyway,” I told him. The huge pan he was carrying caught my eye. “What did you make?” Randy grinned and whipped the foil off in a dramatic fashion.

“I present to you: Super Duper Triple Chocolate Cookie Brownie Supreme!” he said as he lowered the pan for me to see the contents. It did look delicious. They looked like some kind of brownies. “I made the recipe up all by myself,” he added with a hint of pride.

“Really? I'm so proud of you!” I told him. “So, what's in it?”

“Chocolate chip cookie dough, chocolate and cream cookies, and brownies!” I tried to keep a poker face, but I knew I made a weird face because the confidence on Randy's face started to waver. “Is there something wrong with that?”

“No! Of course there isn't! It sounds delicious!” I tried to salvage the situation, but Randy had already caught on.

“Then what's the problem?” he asked dejectedly.

“They... um, that combination already exists,” I admitted.

“What? For real?!”

“Yeah, they're called slutty brownies.”

“Why are you slut-shaming food?”

“I'm not, that's just what they're called!”

“That's kinda problematic.”

“I didn't name them Randy, I promise.” He sighed and put the brownies on the table.

“I was really sure I was onto something,” he said. “So, what did you make?”

“Chocolate lava cupcakes,” I replied. As he was nodding, I got an idea. It seemed he was thinking along the same lines, since he perked up. “Are you thinking what I'm thinking?”

“Combine the cupcakes and the brownies?” he asked.

“Yeah!” We didn't need to say anything, we just got to work immediately. We grabbed napkins and the cupcakes and started arranging them on top of the brownies. It wasn't the prettiest job, but our finally creation looked great. That sweet smile was back on Randy's face as he stepped back and looked at our creation.

“We did it! We made something new!” he said as he slung an arm around my shoulder. “Thanks for helping me out.”

“Of course,” I replied. “But I guess the final test is whether or not it tastes good.”

“I'm sure it will!” Randy glanced around the room. “Do you think Klaus would get mad if we got into the food before the party started?”

“Absolutely.”

“Okay, let's figure out a way to eat without him finding out.” Randy was back to himself, and the spirit of Halloween was back as well.

#randy march #wizardess heart #wizardess heart+ #shall we date wizardess heart #shall we date wizardess #sweetly haunted

[tvdiaries-imagines]

No String Attached: Pt. 2

Pairing: Kol x Reader (Ft. Rebekah & Freya)

Warnings: Used a lot of gifs because why not.

Word Count: 1994

PART ONE | PART THREE

(Two Weeks Later…)

This whole joyride and no strings attached thing with Kol has been fun. But, something has happened that you never planned on letting happen ever. You’ve been thinking about it for a few days now, allowing yourself enough time to put some thought into it that you surprisingly started gaining feelings for Kol. You don’t know how it happened, but it just did. 

Seeing couples do romantic things made a part of you wish you had something like that with Kol. Even when you were at the beach with him, you noticed a girl check out his perfect abs and that made you a little jealous. You couldn’t allow these feelings to stay with you any longer so you insisted on putting this to an end by having a talk with him about it today.

You texted him to meet you at the Mystic Grill and that’s exactly what he did.

You sat at a booth and scrolled through your iPhone to kill time. Once Kol arrived, he scanned around until he finally saw you and sat across from you. “What do I owe the pleasure, darling?”

You set your phone down on the table and rested your elbows on the table. “Well let me just get straight to the point. This thing we have going on. I have to put it to an end.”

“And why’s that? Not that I mind. But I’m curious.” Kol furrowed his brows.

“I kind of want to start dating again.” You couldn’t face telling him how you really feel because you wanted to spare yourself the pain of hearing him say he doesn’t feel the same. Plus, you know that in time, your feelings for him will start to fade. So, you came up with that lie.

Kol stifled a laugh. “Dating? Funny. Last I heard, you wanted to be single for a long while.”

“Correct. But I, I’ve changed my mind Kol.” You leaned back, crossing your arms.

“I suppose.” Kol uttered. “Well, it was quite fun while it lasted.”

(The following day…)

Today you, Kol, Rebekah and Freya made plans to go clubbing because why not. You brought a change of clothes and your makeup so that you can get ready with the girls at their place.

After finishing on your makeup, you go to the bathroom to change into your outfit for tonight. Walking out, Kol appears, making you jump from surprise. “Dammit Kol!” You punched him in the chest, but that didn’t phase him whatsoever because original vampire strength and all.

Kol let out a laugh. “Frightened much?” He gave you an elevator look as you were walking down the hall. “Hey hey!” He hurried to stop you.

“What?” You questioned him.

“What in the devil are you wearing?” He gave you a disgusted look, but you continued to walk back to the room that Rebekah and Freya are in.

“Um clubbing attire?” You looked at Rebekah, hoping she would back you up.

“More like slutty attire.” Kol blurted as he was walking around the room confidently. He wasn’t a fan of your outfit at all, but you didn’t care.

“Oh shut it, Kol.” Rebekah said half-aloud, shooting a stank eye at Kol, then gave you a wink.

“If it was Elijah that made a remark about my outfit, that makes sense. But Kol Mikaelson out of all people?” You stated while you sat on the edge of the bed to put on your heels.

“Seeing that you’re neither Elijah, nor her boyfriend. You can keep your mouth shut.” Freya added as she was putting on her lipstick.

“Whatever. No matter. I’ll be downstairs.” Kol snarled then went on his way.

“That was-” You said, then Freya finished for you. “Uncomfortable.”

“Just give Kol a blood bag and he’ll be back to being dandy.” Rebekah stated.

(15 minutes later…)

The four of you took a cab to the club so that you all can drink and have a good time.

Arriving there, the music was bumpin and it was pretty packed. But not to the point where people are shoulder to shoulder just yet.

Thankfully, Kol was in a better mood which made everyone feel at ease because nobody likes a Debbie downer.

The first thing that the four of you did was go to the bar and ordered a round of shots that Kol paid for.

“Alright. I’m ready for another!” You had a long week of work so you needed it. Plus, the thought of having to cut yourself off from having sex for a long while was a little saddening.

“I’ll pass on this one. I’m going to use the loo.” Kol said in a loud tone because of the loud music. Before going to the bathroom, he bent down to your ear. “Here’s my card.” Kol pulled his card out, handing it to you. “Order whatever you like.”

“Um okay? Are you sure?” You questioned Kol. What’s it to him right now? He must’ve felt bad for talking down on you about your outfit, so this could be his way of apologizing. Instead of Kol answering your question, he left to the bathroom.

“Y/N! Here! Here!” Freya nudged at your arm to get your attention, handing you your shot. Everything was happening so fast left and right.

“Cheers!” Rebekah shouted excitedly.

“To us!” You added as you raised your shot glass. The three of you tapped your glasses and chugged your shot, letting the dark liquor shoot down your throat. Afterwards, you all slammed the shot glasses on the bar counter.

“Come on. Let’s go dance guys.” Freya grabbed Rebekah’s hand, then reached hers out for you to grab hers but you declined.

“I’ll wait here for Kol to get back, then we’ll meet back up with you guys.”

Rebekah shrugged her shoulders, then her and Freya danced their way to the dance floor. Seeing how eager they were to have fun made you smile. You called for the bartender to order yourself a mixed drink with Kol’s card.

Your drink is in hand and all paid for. Kol finally arrives back from the bathroom. “Took you long enough. We’re you going number 2 or something?” You teased.

“You’re a funny one, aren’t you.” Kol grinned and  leaned over to sip out of the straw, chugging almost half of your drink. You look at him with wide eyes and he pulls back. “Ah.”

“That’s my favorite song!” You squealed, then grabbed Kol’s hand and rushed over to the dance floor to find his sisters so that you all can dance together. The club got a little more packed compared to when you first arrived which made it even harder to find them. But to the hell with it. You didn’t want to miss out dancing to your favorite song, plus you were buzzing so you stuck with just Kol for now. He’s not a high maintenance person when it comes to a night out, so he was always down to do whatever.

You were feeling yourself as you were dancing to the song with Kol. He gazed at you, but you were too caught up in the moment to notice. Then, as you were swaying your hips to the rhythm, he thought it was appropriate to brush his hands along your waist. 

You were puzzled as to why Kol was getting all touchy-feely since you just recently had a talk with him about not messing around anymore. Maybe the alcohol was getting to him, but you couldn’t help by allow him to. And god damn, the alcohol was definitely getting to you though because you were so tempted to lock lips with him.

Your arms were now sloppily around his neck as the two of you danced together, faces also started getting closer, but once the song changed, you quickly snapped out of it. That’s also when you finally spotted Rebekah and Freya. You can see their heads peaking up trying to look for you and Kol. “Hey!” You called out. Thankfully you caught their attention and they scurried over.

“Oh thank heavens. We were looking for you two!” Rebekah blurted. It was obvious she was a little drunk. Same with Freya, because you could see a drunk looking smirk on her face. All you could think about right now is how annoyed Klaus is going to be when Rebekah and Freya’s drunkasses make a ruckus at home, which is quite hilarious actually.

“Same, sister.” Kol smiled as he shook his head at his drunk sisters.

You were already feeling good and figured you deserved another drink. “I’ll be back guys. I’m gonna go buy a drink.” You said.

“Let me go with you!” Freya started walking towards the bar, but you stopped her before she could pass you.

“Um I don’t think so.” You laughed at how she couldn’t even walk a straight line. “I think you’ve had enough, Freya.” You definitely get your tolerance from your dad because you’re not even close to being drunk yet. She didn’t take it personal, so she stayed behind with her siblings.

The bar area was pretty packed now, so you waited your turn for the bartender to ask for your drink. While you’re waiting, you can see a man just a few feet from you shooting you a look from the corner of your eye. He couldn’t have been more discreet about it. “Hey beautiful.” He said to you, revealing a grin.

“Oh hey there.” You responded with a sweet smile. The stranger definitely was good looking, you couldn’t lie to yourself about that.

“I’m Darrell. What’s your name?” He puts his hand out to shake yours.

“Y/N.” You shook Darrell’s hand.

“How about I buy you a drink Y/N.”

“Uh sure. Thanks.” No harm, no foul. It’s not like you’re planning on going home with the guy. So if you wanted to flirt, you’re going to flirt. Plus, you even noticed a couple of girls here and there check out Kol.

You and Darrell we’re only having small talk, but right before he hands you the drink he bought you, Kol comes from out of the blue. “That won’t be necessary.”

You grimaced. “Kol, what are you-” 

“Oh shit. I’m sorry, I didn’t know you have a boyfriend.” Darrell apologizes.

You let out a fake laugh. “I don’t actually.”

“Tell me, who is this wanker?” Kol mean mugs the hell out of Darrell, making him feel extremely awkward.

“Here. Just take it. It’s no problem.” Darrell attempts to hand you your drink, but Kol blocks the way with his body, standing right between you two.

“Why don’t you sod off.” Kol said, compelling him. Darrell willingly walked away, leaving with both drinks.

“What the hell was that?” You grabbed Kol’s forearm to turn his view to you.

“It’s best you don’t know.” Kol responded without looking you in the eye while he walked towards the front door instead of to his sisters. They were too caught up in dancing they didn’t seem to care where their brother decided to wander off to.

“Is he like a vampire or something, buying me a drink in an attempt to kidnap me?” You scowled at Kol and of course, he ignored you. He even walked out the door without holding it open for you. 

Once you reached outside, he was no where in sight. You figured he vampire sped to get away from you. Very mature. 

Kol owes you answers for basically ruining your night because you weren’t even able to dance the night away with Rebekah and Freya like you planned in your head.

Your mind was telling you to go back inside and let him be so that you can have fun, but you know it’ll just end up consuming you throughout the night. So instead, you called a cab to take you back to the Mikaelson compound, where you know Kol left off to.

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