chapter twenty nine

puppy love

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      "OKAY, BUT LIKE I'm bored and your little trip is taking too long." Jordanna sighed down the phone as she grabbed her car keys from a set of drawers that sat in her hallway.

      "Yes, yes. I'll be back sooner than you know." Klaus assured at the other end of the phone.

      "Good because━ " The witch cut herself off as she opened her front door to reveal Klaus. Her lips upturned into a beaming grin as she caught his eye, the hybrid matched her smile as he pulled the witch into a hug.

      "You missed me, I take it?" Klaus teased as his hand rested at the back of her head, pulling her face into his shoulder.

      "Only a little bit," Jordanna mumbled, closing her eyes as she breathed in his familiar cologne. God, he'd only been gone a few days and she found herself missing him massively.

      Klaus' grin widened as he brought his hand to her cheek, pulling her into a soft kiss. "Were you going somewhere?" The hybrid questioned with a frown as the witch began pushing him out the door.

      "School, Nik." Jordanna rolled her eyes as she locked her front door. "And you're making me late."

      Klaus rolled his eyes playfully, following the witch down the front steps. "Can't you just miss one day? I'm sure we can find much more fun activities to be doing."

      Jordanna pursed her lips and looked down at his hands that sat on her hips, his body lent against her car. "Your sister will kill me." Jordanna stated with a pointed look.

       "And I'll be there to protect you." Klaus smirked, cocking his head aside.

      Jordanna groaned, leaning her head against his chest. "Fine."

      Klaus grinned in triumph before catching her lips in his, a small groan left the witch's lips as his tongue entered her mouth. Jordanna pulled away as his hands darted further down her body, thumbs rubbing circles under the hem of her skirt. "Nik.." She trailed off, cautiously looking around.

      "Jordanna," Klaus spoke teasingly.

      "Not here," she whispered, tugging on his jacket.

       Jordanna's eyes widened in worry as Klaus looked at her with a mischievous glint in his eyes, she watched as his gaze flickered over to her car. His lips upturned into a smirk as the Jones witch squealed as he sped them to the backseat of her car.

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      Jordanna and Klaus made their way into the foyer of the Lockwood residence, his arm hung round the witch's shoulder as they strolled into the room.

      "Who the Hell are you two?" Jordanna heard Tyler ask as he and his mother entered the mansion.

      "Tyler it's okay," Carol assured him calmly. "They're here for your protection."

      "More deputies?" Tyler sighed.

      "Not exactly," Klaus announced as he and Jordanna came to a stop in front of the hybrid, the witch teasingly wiggling her fingers in greeting.

      "They're hybrids," Tyler frowned.

       "I was halfway to Chicago when I heard you were attacked, put a rather large kink in my plans," Klaus told the younger boy, an annoyed look painted on his face.

      "Nice to know you care," Tyler rolled his eyes.

      "About you? I don't," Klaus retorted as the pair neared the Lockwood, earning a snort of amusement from the witch. "I should have killed you for that little stunt you and your friends pulled. Stopping my heart, leaving me in a coffin to rot."

      "Yeah, well you used my body as an escape hatch," Tyler snapped.

      "Not even close," Klaus sneered. "But you hybrids are a dying breed. I can't make more of you, and I won't have anyone taking liberties with the ones I have left. Consider them your new bodyguards." Klaus gestured to the three hybrids before pulling Jordanna along with him as he left the room.

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      Upstairs in the study a brunette lifted a picture from the table ━ looking at it closely as Klaus appeared in the doorway behind her. The original studied the girl for a moment curiously before making his presence known. "You're a new face," he clasped his hands behind his back intimidatingly.

      The brunette turned around to take a look at the man, "and I take it from your accent you're an old one. Klaus."

      Klaus smirked slightly, "my reputation precedes me. Hopefully not all bad."

      The girl shrugged, seemingly unbothered by his presence. "A little. Mostly repulsive."

      "Hayley?" Jordanna questioned as she stepped into the room, a small smile on her lips. The two girls had met a few years ago at a bar Jordanna used to work at when she was on the run from her father, at the time she was quite young and obviously lied about her age but Hayley saw through it. Over the years they had kept in touch, the Marshall werewolf being the older sister Jordanna never had.

      "Jords!" Hayley exclaimed happily as she pulled the younger girl into a hug.

      "So you're a friend of Tyler's?" Klaus countered, watching the two girls with narrowed eyes. "That's strange he's never mentioned you."

     "Hold up ━ you know Tyler?" Jordanna made a face, as she and Hayley pulled apart.

      Klaus zoned out of the conversation as he overheard Caroline and Tyler talking in the front foyer.

      "You should go to the party," Tyler suggested, anxiously. "I'll be fine here."

      "But, I'd rather hang with you," Caroline frowned.

      "Trust me, I am no fun right now," Tyler told her.

      "And I think I know why," Klaus muttered. Jordanna turned to him with a confused look.

      "What are you grumbling about now?"

      "It appears I know why Tyler hasn't mentioned your friend Hayley," Klaus responded, eyes fixated on the witch.

      "I'm not a mind reader, Nik," Jordanna rolled her eyes. "Spit it out."

      "Your friend and Tyler," Klaus gestured towards the werewolf, his face held a suggestive look.

      Jordanna looked at Klaus then back to Hayley, "oh, Jesus Christ."

      "Nothing happened between us Jords," Hayley shook her head, Jordanna simply gave the older girl a look of disbelief.

      "Right.."

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      Jordanna was sat on top of the desk in the study as Klaus sat on the chair besides her, legs perched up on the desk whilst his hand rested on her thigh. "She's quite fetching that Hayley," Klaus taunted as Tyler rushed in the room, Jordanna's head snapped in his direction with a scowl.

      "Where is she?" Tyler asked, unamused.

      "Oh, she had to run," Klaus smirked. "But don't worry I had her take the backdoor so Caroline wouldn't see."

      "Seriously, Lockwood?" Jordanna fumed. "You cheated on Care? I knew you was a little bitch boy but ━ "

       "Whatever you think you know.." Tyler started, shaking his head.

      "I don't know anything, but I've put together a pretty convincing picture," the original stated as he smiled smugly. "Why don't you tell me where my imagination deviates from reality?" The hybrid rose from his seat and made his way over to Tyler, circling him intimidatingly.

      "You went off to the Appalachians to break my sire-bond. There, you met a pack of werewolves, among them was a girl. She was gorgeous, with the same animal instincts as you," Klaus' eyes met Jordanna's and he sent her a playful smirk. "Emotions ran high, inhibitions ran low ━ "

       "Stop it!" Tyler demanded.

       "Then, in a moment of weakness, the thick sexual tension became something much more real," Klaus taunted Tyler, ignoring his wishes.

      "I said stop it!" Tyler shouted, a scowl present on his face.

      "And Care has no idea," Jordanna added with a frown.

      Before Tyler had the chance to respond, his ringtone cut through the conversation. Klaus picked up Tyler's phone with a smirk as he read Damon's name and answered it, sitting back down.

      "Hello, Damon," Klaus greeted with a smirk.

      "Klaus? Where's Tyler?" Damon asked in confusion through the phone.

      "Tyler's otherwise occupied, making big decisions about honesty and whatnot. Is there anything I can do?" Klaus ran his hand up and down Jordanna's thigh as he smirked smugly at Tyler.

       "I'm going after the vampire hunter, so if he'd like to join?" Damon trailed off.

       "He wouldn't, I however," Klaus' smirk widened deviously as he met Jordanna's eye.

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     "Is the hospital really the best place for a germaphobe?" Connor inquired as he entered the hospital supply room.

      Damon walked out from behind one of the supply racks with a smirk on his face, "did I say that I was a germaphobe? Pft. Sorry I meant vampire."

      Connor pulled his gun, ready to shoot Damon before he was struck with an arrow, causing him to drop the weapon. Bending down to pick up the gun, he was shot with another arrow, the hunter looked up finding himself stuck to the same bomb the Salvatore vampire was trapped in earlier.

      "Stings, doesn't it?" Damon taunted earning a scowl from the man. Connor attempted to grab his gun once again for it to be kicked out of his reach, his jaw clenched as he looked up to a smirking Jordanna and Klaus.

      "Hello, mate," Klaus mused, tauntingly.

      Jordanna looked down at the gun with a grin before picking it up, she cocked it before looking over at Klaus. "Left or right?" She hummed in question.

      Klaus put his hand under his chin in fake thought, "hm, right."

      Jordanna's grin widened as she raised the gun, pulling the trigger. Klaus watched in admiration with a smirk as a bullet embedded itself into the man's leg. The witch then took the gun, placing it in the back of her skirt before she and Klaus made their way over to Damon. Connor looked up to the three with a blank expression ━ their arms crossed over their chests as they looked down at him.

      Reaching down, Connor tried to pull the arrow from his side as the trio watched in amusement. "Keep it up buddy, we'll be scraping you from the ceiling," Damon told him boredly.

      "You three are gonna kill me anyway," Connor retorted, making Jordanna pull a face in agreement.

      "Well, let's not be too hasty, I feel like we're just getting to know each other,"  Klaus mused earning a small chuckle from Jordanna.

      "Let's start with the basics. Where are you from? What do you know? Maybe you can cue me in on this 'greater evil,' because I've fought this guy," Damon stopped to point at Klaus. "And there's nothing more evil than that."

      "Yeah, truth be told, I'm as evil as it gets," Klaus smirked. Jordanna stared at him ━ slightly turned on. Christ, there was something enticing about his smirk that drew her in.

       "And you see her?" Damon rose a brow, jabbing his thumb in Jordanna's direction. "She's damn right annoying." The witch sent him a glare. "But . . . she'll rip your balls off within two seconds. See, if I put you in a room with her you'd either kill yourself, or she'd gladly do it for you. So, maybe take a second to think about your options."

      "I'm not telling you anything, and if you think if you kill me it's gonna be over. There's another waiting to take my place," Connor spoke up.

      Jordanna tilted her head at his words whilst Damon rolled his eyes. "See, this is what I like to hear; vague ominous prophecies, disappearing tattoos."

      "What do you mean tattoos?" The hybrid's smirk dropped, making Jordanna furrow her brows in confusion.

      Damon shook his head, "don't bother, you can't see the damn thing.

      Klaus knelt down besides Connor. "There's more to you than meets the eye, isn't there?" Connor glared at the original before pulling a weapon out from his back, attempting to stake Klaus before the hybrid caught his arm.

      "Nice try, but I'm faster than your average vampire," Klaus twisted the man's arm and grabbed the stake. His eyes flickered over to the mark carved into the wood. "You're one of the Five."

       "The what?" Jordanna pulled a face, Damon pursed his lips and pointed to the witch ━ wondering the same thing.

       "And I'm faster than your average hunter," Connor  remarked. Jordanna's eyes snapped to him as he pulled the strings of the bomb. Quickly, Klaus grabbed both Jordanna and Connor, speeding away from the supply room, just as it exploded.

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     "You came," Stefan approached Jordanna and Klaus as they entered his room. He sent Jordanna a small smile ━ to which she returned before her eyes filtered over to a dying Elena, she couldn't help but smirk at the sight.

      "I did," Klaus raised his eyebrows. "And for future reference, one voicemail is just as effective as nine."

      Elena groaned in discomfort, earning everyone's attention. Jordanna smirked with a tilt of her head. "How unfortunate," she tutted mockingly as she neared Stefan's bed where the doppelganger laid. "Poor Elena, on her death bed again."

       "She has werewolf venom in her system," Stefan notified the two.

      Jordanna snorted, "okay, and?"

      "And," Stefan rolled his eyes slightly. "He's the only one that can heal her."

       "And what would you have done if I were no longer here? Hm? Let's play that game for a moment shall we?" Klaus mocked.

      Stefan stepped forward abruptly stopping as Jordanna shot her hand out, pushing him back with a look. "Whatever you want from me.."

      "I don't want anything from you," Klaus walked over to Elena, taking a seat on the bed besides her. "Her on the other hand. If you had told me a few hours ago, I wouldn't have cared a lick about her dying. But it turns out she may be of use to me after all." Klaus placed his wrist in her mouth and Elena began to drink his blood.

      Jordanna rolled her eyes and grabbed Klaus' arm the second Elena pulled away, she dragged him up from the bed before waving at Stefan as she pulled the man from the room. She wanted Elena dead, sure. Though she did manage to kill the brunette she wasn't going to be the one to get in Klaus' way, she knew that he must've had a reason for keeping her alive, he did it for himself.

      Not for Elena.

Klaus wanted the doppelganger dead, yes. She had caused harm to one of the only people he had loved in centuries but after finding out one of The Five were alive he needed her. If he could get the cure he could make more hybrids, he could protect Jordanna.

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      Jordanna looked up questionably as Klaus sped them to Connor's trailer before pulling her inside with him. The witch huffed as she slumped her body down onto the couch, her eyes set on the hunter who began to stir awake.

      He attempted to get up before he was pushed back down by Klaus. "You saved me," the hunter stated in confusion.

      "Congratulations, you just became worth more to me alive than dead," Klaus smirked.

      "What ━ What did you mean when you said I was one of the Five?" Connor asked in puzzlement, frowning slightly.

      Klaus stared at him in disbelief, "you don't know your own history? Let's just say it's made you the most well-protected vampire hunter in town."

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      Jordanna stood in Klaus' art room ━ waiting for him to join her after he had dealt with the hunter. Her face held a small smile as her eyes skimmed over the variety of paintings and drawings sprouted across the room.

      "You know.." Klaus started quietly, as he made his way further into the room, coming to a stop next to the witch as he wrapped his arms around her waist. "My father told me that love was a weakness, and I believed him. That was until I met you.." Her eyes widened slightly. "Love doesn't make you weak ━ it makes you stronger. So thank you.. for making me realise I had been missing out on one of the best things that have happened to me."

       His hand cupped her face as his eyes met hers, they held vulnerability in them. "I love you Jordanna Jones, more than you know."

       Oh lord.

       "And I love you," she whispered, her voice the quietest he had ever heard it. One of his hands rested on her waist, pulling her close to him while the other moved to her neck ━ his hard, cold rings pressing into her skin.

      With what started as a sweet, innocent kiss soon turned into a more rough, passionate kiss. Pulling away the hybrid began peppering kisses down her jaw ━ then neck whilst his hands began pulling her jacket off.

       After ridding her of the jacket his hands slid down to the back of her thighs, picking her up so her legs wrapped around his body. The Original sped the two to his bedroom before throwing her down onto the sheets.

      Klaus' body towered over her making her breath hitch slightly before he caught her lips in his again. A groan left her lips as he lightly bit on her bottom lip, his tongue entering her mouth as his hands roamed over her clothed body, pulling her top off. His eyes focused on the blue lace set she was wearing.

      Blue.

      He always loved blue on her.

      Jordanna smirked slightly before pulling his shirt from his body, kissing the spot just under his ear whilst doing so. "As ravishing as these look.." Klaus trailed off before ripping the material off her body.

      "Klaus!" Jordanna scolded as she watched him throw the broken material to the ground, her mouth agape as she glared at the hybrid. "You asshole, you better buy me━ "

       She was silenced by his lips once again, the witch reached out ━ unbuckling Klaus' jeans, pushing them halfway down his body allowing him to kick them off completely.

       Klaus' smirk widened as he pulled her skirt down her smooth legs, revealing the matching lace underwear. He kissed down her naked stomach before coming to a stop and placed a single kiss on the laced material. Jordanna's head fell back and a gasp left her mouth as he dragged the lingerie down her legs. He used his knee to spread her legs further apart, settling between them as he teasingly began grinding his hips against her, watching as her back arched.

      His smirk still present on his face as he removed his boxers before burying himself in her, causing them both to moan. His face falling into the crook of her neck, Jordanna watched as his eyes flickered to a golden yellow. The witch twisted her neck slightly, giving him more access. "Do it," she moaned out as he thrusted in her.

       Klaus let out a groan before he buried his teeth in her neck, the Jones girl let out another moan in pleasure before he pulled away, he trailed bloodied kisses up her neck before meeting her lips. "I love you," the man muttered against her lips, pressing himself harder against her.

      "I love you."

{AN}

ugh i hate love confessions ngl but the sex after *chefs kisses*

yk whats fit when a boy lights a cig for u xoxo

that shit turns me on like it happened to me and i was like lawdddddd

also just me who hates the word panties?

(edited 08/03/22)