THIS WAS SO GREAT I LOVED WRITING THISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS god bless whoever requested this,, you're precious just like klaus is omg why do i love him so much this is not okay tbh

but oh my god this book has over 480K reads andwhath theufkc i love you all so much, that's almost half a million GUYS YOU ARE SO AMAZING ALL OF YOU OKAY I LOVE YOU

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Imagine Klaus painting you, but things get heated before he can finish it

"How come you've never painted me?"

Your question caused your lover, Klaus, to stop working on his most recent work. He was quite the artist, and you had always enjoyed watching him create such art, though only now you came to wonder why he had never created you on the canvas. You and him had been together for the past two years, after all.

"You've never asked me to, love. I have considered it, though, you're quite the inspiring young woman", Klaus replied with a smile, and you mirrored the look as you got up from the loveseat in his bedroom and walked to him. You snaked your arms around his waist, and he was forced to put down the brush so he wouldn't stain your shirt with the dark colors. He turned entirely to you, and his hands settled onto your shoulders while he looked into your eyes fondly.

"If you'd like me to, I could paint you now. Perhaps you wouldn't mind undressing to your undergarment for me, and go on the bed and I might just paint your lovely body and stunning face, my dear Y/N", Klaus spoke softly, his voice like velvet in your ears, causing to hum happily. You nodded, and let go of him to unbutton the shirt you had stolen from him. You undressed, and when you were just in your lingerie, you settled down to the bed, between the covers, showing off your lovely legs and your irresistible body.

"Is this good?", you asked while smiling, which made Klaus do the same as he nodded.

"Perfect, love. Remain still, for me please, and I'll be done in a couple of hours", he answered, and took the brush in his hand again, starting to form you on the canvas. You watched him as he worked in concentration, and you couldn't help but smile when you saw his serious expression, his hands working quickly, his mind clearly working on the picture he was painting. Once in a while, he glanced over to you, perhaps to perfect certain spots, perhaps to just adore what was his. Entirely his - that was something he still struggled to believe.

"You look magnificent, my love. Absolutely divine", Klaus muttered, allowing a smile to tease his pink kissable lips. You chuckled fondly, but didn't bother to answer. Your eyes continued to follow his every move, adoring the way he concentrated and worked hard on what you believed would be an outstanding result. Sometimes you struggled to remain still and calm for a while as long as this one, but somehow it was so peaceful and lovely, you didn't even want to move. You loved being there, in the warmth and the comfort, with your true love, who was so beautiful in all the focus.

After an hour or so, you noticed Klaus shuffling in discomfort, his eyes glancing over to you all the time, and his concentration falling apart. You lifted an eyebrow, and tried to stay in the same position but when your lover looked so distressed, an instant need to go to him, comfort him and ask what was wrong took over you.

"Something wrong, Nik?", you asked, your voice as gentle and soft as only possible. He cleared his throat, and nodded slowly, but you could tell that he was lying. Something was bothering him, you knew him well enough to know when he was upset, although most times he didn't even attempt to hide it.

"Nothing is wrong, love. In fact, I think this is too perfect. Y-You, uh, you look flawless, darling. Very flawless", he mumbled, and bit his lower lip, letting you put the rest of the pieces together. And you did understand what he was speaking of - your eyes lowered their gaze from Klaus' face to his lower body and your mouth opened to say something but couldn't, when you saw the bulge that was so uncomfortably tightening his jeans.

"Oh", you let out, struggling with coming up with something proper to say. But eventually, you knew exactly what you wanted to say and do. "Well, then... You should come over here and we'll do something about that. You can finish the painting later, correct?", you suggested, breaking into a mischievous grin which earned a sigh of relief from Klaus.

"And here I was thinking you'd never say that, love", he grinned, and sprinted over to you, his hand grabbing your face as he stumbled on top of you, pushing you down to your back. The mattress bent under the weight of you both, when Klaus went on his knees and lowered his body to yours, to make it easier for him to connect your lips. Hot, but fond kisses were shared while you took Klaus' shirt off and undid his belt, button and zipper on the jeans.

"These look awfully uncomfortable", you breathed out when the kiss broke, to which Klaus growled while his lips touched your neck and continued their way down to your shoulders and collarbone. You closed your eyes, and while gasping for air, you tilted your head back and allowed Klaus to explore your already familiar, yet always so magical body, with his lips and hands. It was sweet, but intense and with Klaus, the bedroom matters were never too gentle or boring. Sometimes he liked to slow things down, but every time stuck in your mind, every time was somehow easy to remember and only the thoughts of it made you smile like crazy.

Klaus took off your underwear, and so you were entirely revealed underneath him and oh, did he love it. A smirk danced on his lips, but it vanished soon when your hand slid down his body and reached his hips. Klaus took in a deep breath when he felt your fingers bending the waistband of his underwear, undressing him, so your hand could touch him where he most desired it. He gave you a warning look, as if to tell you to not play with him, mess with him, or tease him, but you returned the mischievous look, not caring of his suggestions.

You managed to leave Klaus breathless, his eyes closing as he panted and let you please him, but then you let go and he stared into your eyes in disapproval and disappointment. He ached for your touch, for your love, and he bit his lower lip when he understood that he wasn't going to get it again. You loved to tease him, drag him to the edge but instead of allowing that euphoric release, you just dropped the whole matter and he was face to face with the cruel reality where you loved to do this to him and he had to deal with it.

"You're lucky I love you, you know that?", he muttered, his accent thick as he spoke which sent shivers down your spine. You nodded, and smiled at him, suggesting he gets on with the situation, and in the hopeless need for your body, he agreed and set himself between your legs - perfectly, needing only one movement to cause the both of you something unbelievably good.

"I am, indeed", you replied, your voice cracking towards the end when Klaus slid into you, pushing you into the bed while his hands remained next to you, giving him the support and balance he needed. A grunt escaped his mouth, slipped from between his lips as he lifted one hand and pressed it against the wall, creating a dent there. He looked down at you, and adored your lovely face and wonderful body that had succeeded on breaking a sweat already. Klaus' hips began meeting yours in a flawless pace, and all you could do was moan and pant at the sensational feeling.

"Love", he grunted, his voice deep, his eyes full of lust, and his fangs aching in his mouth. "May I, please?", he begged, and gestured towards your neck, and as soon as you nodded, he used his vampire speed to change the position. He was sitting on the bed now, you on his lap, going up and down with his help. Klaus looked up at you, and held his hands on your back while you tilted your head to the side and continued to move after granting Klaus the access to your neck. He smiled happily, and with the inhuman speed, he had already sank his fangs into your neck.

You were used to it, it was nowhere near painful anymore. Something about sharing your blood with Klaus made you feel special and good. It was so intimate, your naked bodies together while he sucked your blood - you loved it, and so did he. There was something about dating and being in love with a vampire - or a hybrid, really - that you just adored. It was sometimes dangerous, but you were too deeply in love to let go, to walk away from it. He treated you so well, like a queen, he gave you everything and anything, and together you were impossible to beat even if you were just human.

When Klaus finally separated his teeth from your flesh, he let out a sigh of relief and enjoyment. In satisfaction, he smirked at you and then flipped you back to the first position, liking it more when he was on top and in command. It didn't take long for you both to come, together, and with shared moans, you reached the highest level of pleasure and kissed once again to end the situation quite perfectly.

"I know now why I have never painted you before, my love", Klaus breathed out when you had collected yourselves, and remained on the bed, you in his arms, drawing circles on his bare chest. "It's because you're already quite the work of art yourself, darling. And because I don't think I'll have the strength to finish the job", he chuckled, earning a smile from you.

"But for you, I will try. For you, I would do anything, love", he whispered. "Anything."

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so guys basically i'm dead,, partly because of klaus and partly because of haRRY FUCKING STYLES IN HEY ANGEL LIKE IF YOU'VE LISTENED TO THIS SONG THEN YOU MUST FEEL ME

LIKE

WHEN HE SINGS THAT ""OTHER SIDE"" AT AROUND 1:47 ((YES I REMEMBER WHAT PART IT IS BECAUSE I CAN'T STOP LISTENING TO THAT ONE SENTENCE)) MY HEART EXPLODES IN MY CHEST WHATETHF CUK HARRY THIS IS NOT OKAY

SO NOT OKAY

BUT THEN AGAIN SO VERY OKAY LIKE HELL YES HELL FUCKING YES