So I just had an image in my head of Dark Harry in Westeros making his stag patronus and messing with the people of King's Landing to make himself king

Rescue the lost wolves || Klaus & Sansa

His kiss was intoxicating and warm holding so much of his feelings and transmitting to her.  A soft mewing sound left her maw, her body melting into his.  The information that he had told her wiped away from her mind, nothing mattered at that moment except him and her and the kiss that they shared.  Fingers curling at his hair line combing through his soft tresses.

Stopping their kiss to breath deeply, she peered into his eyes with a loving gaze.  “Klaus, this still feels like a dream, a sweet dream that I don’t want to wake up from.”  She said softly, her lips gently placing butterfly kisses along the corner of his mouth.  “The gods be good that we won’t run into any problems along the way North.”

Klaus held her close as he possibly could not wanting their embrace to be broken. She was sweet and her smooth skin was wild especially her inviting lips. When she spoke about it being a dream he shook his head. "No to me this is no dream Sansa. To me I have never felt more awake since I have been with you. If there are any problems we will get through them, Nothing will be very easy Sansa but together we will get through them." Klaus leaned in kissing her again softly. 

Klaus & Natalia

Natalia blinked rapidly, watching Klaus move towards her with wide, brown eyes.  She could already feel her heart racing, beating rapidly against her chest with every step that he took, and it only accumulated more when she found him standing in front of her.  Her bottom lip moved in between her teeth, biting down on it gently while she closed her eyes at his touch, completely melting at the sign of affection more than anything at this point.  ”Could be”, she whispered out, opening her eyes at this point.  ”Does that mean she gets to save the prince?”

Klaus had not planned on the game, but it worked better than he had thought. "Well most of those fairy tales end after a kiss which is rather depressing. Klaus leaned down until they were nose to nose. "She could try and save the prince." he smiled playfully rubbing his nose against her own. In this little game she was to save him so it would be better for her to make the first move and kiss him. 

Klaus & Natalia

The room was impeccable, somewhat gorgeous in that quaint Victorian era that Natalia had definitely became entranced with through literature.  The four poster bed had definitely caught her eye, she laying her own glass of scotch on the side table in order for her to touch it.  Even the way to the room had reminded her of a tower—fit for royalty—and her mind wandered off.  What if Klaus actually was and she just stumbled upon something that she really couldn’t figure out?  But those were just ludicrous thoughts, right?  The look upon her face was complete awe—and maybe it was the alcohol that was settling in with her, but she was definitely hooked.  ”You have an amazing sense of decoration”, she whispered out now, sitting down on one edge of the bed while keeping her brown eyes onto his frame.  ”Though, it literally feels like a fairy tale in here.  Prince stuck in a tower, waiting on someone to save him.”

"Oh well I would love to take credit for the decorations. Though this bed besides the new mattress that had to be custom made for the size of the bed much of the large furniture was built inside the rooms" Klaus set his drink down on the table and walked over to where she was sitting on the bed and brushed her hair behind her ear. "Oh Prince stuck in a tower. Quite the role reversal does that make you the princess?" He grinned a little as his fingers kept playing through her hair.

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Klaus & Kenzi

As you pushed her back she frowned, her icy blue eyes locking onto the figure infront of her, where the hell was Bo, Tamsin, Dyson, the others had all gone and some random person, fae or not was crashing their clubhouse, it had been her safehaven for years, even more so now that she had spent months in it after coming back to life, she wasnt going to let some ass mess it up, then as you spoke on the phone she heard ‘succubus’ completely confused and quite frankly terrified she pulled you round to face her before punching your face, her knuckles cracking on the power that she forced into it, “STOP IT!” reaching over grabbing her sword she then held it out infront of her before waiting for a reaction, her hand throbbing from the punch.

Klaus gave the girl a wicked smirk when she punched him hard in the face. "Now now my dear you are just making things worse for yourself. girl." Klaus growled a litle seeing her grab the sword. She was obviously not as far gone as he was lead to believe. "A sword how very old school. Though the question is do you know how to use it are you willing to fight for your life?" He smirked moving a little closer to the little human. he watched her carefully ready to evade if she thrusted or tried to kill him. He just wanted her to wake up and so far she was doing better than he thought. 

Klaus & Natalia

Natalia let out a laugh, laying a hand on Klaus’s shoulder with her drink in the other.  The way he spoke out his siblings ought to have meant that he was close to them, and that just brought her memories of her own step-siblings and herself, even though she barely knew them.  ”I have siblings of my own”, she offered out, following him and taking in the whole of the house completely.  He did say he wanted to get to know her earlier, right?  ”They’re actually from my father’s second marriage—her children from her first.  Two are actually living in the states right now.  The other, older than I am, is a lawyer.”  She paused for a moment, letting out another nervous laugh before leaning in closer to his frame subconsciously.  ”What’s your favorite room in the house?”

Klaus was enjoying the attention as she laid her hand on his shoulder as she leaned against him more. Though her talk of siblings made him miss them at least a little. "Siblings are good to have for the most part I had a bit of a falling out with my sister a few months ago." He was just trying to think of where to take her next. That is hard to decide. There are many good rooms though i could narrow it down to three if need be." He smiled leading her to a door that lead to a little passage way of a spiral staircase. He lead the way up the stairs until they reached the third floor and he opened the door to another hallway and took her to a large set of double doors and opened them to reveal his bedroom. The room was definitely one of his favorites the large four poster canopy bed everything was very old in the room. Some paintings on the wall with only a few modern touches noticeable in the room. "What do you think love?"

Klaus & Natalia

  "Right", the blonde spoke out before turning in the foyer, watching Klaus as she moved.  She was glad for the closeness that he had given her, wanting nothing more than to be able to stand as close to him as she possibly could.  Maybe because the vast estate had made her feel completely self conscious of her own upbringing; but there was that sort of innate quality that she found in the male to be very compelling, in a sense of the word.  "I’m fine with the drink", she told him then, keeping her thin smile on her lips but the tone of voice had evidently softened.  "Tour’s going to be lovely.  Did you paint everything in the house yourself?"

Klaus sent the servant away to get some drinks and she returned with two glasses of scotch knowing that it was Klaus' favorite and handed the other to the lady before quickly going off again. "No not all of them my sister had a way of getting whatever she wanted with some artists and other wealthy men to get the paintings she loved. Though I have painted many." His arm went back around her waist and started to lead her down a hallway There were many paintings, statuettes and open doors to certain guest rooms of the house with beautiful furniture. "If I go to fast love guiding you around just tell me."

Klaus & Natalia

Natalia nodded as such, listening to Klaus speak as she watched the scenery fly by across the window.  By the looks of it, this man had a ton of money that he didn’t even need.  The whole cars, the posh neighborhood—that was more than what she thought an artist of his caliber would have; but then again, she was going on with the stereotype.  She smiled her thanks to the driver, stepping out of the car to reveal the house, jaw dropping once she heard Klaus’s words.  ”Wow”, she said breathlessly, excitement in her tone.  ”This is your house?!  Are you sure this is your house”, she asked again before turning towards him, wide smile on her face.  ”I can tell you one thing, my flat fits into just one corner of your mansion.”

"It is more of an estate than a mansion as it its about half a mile to the nearest home." He smiled following her out loving his home how he had an old touch of torches outside the doors in the sconces. It was an old touch then again he was old. "Yes it is mine well my families. It belongs also to my brother and sister. Though they are in the states presently."  He smiled placing his arm around her back as the driver moved ahead opening the doors for them. "Yes and that should tell you with all this space and I still have to sell some of my art for the space." Klaus laughed a little as one of the servants came out. "Do you want anything to drink love while I take you on a bit of a tour?"

Klaus & Natalia

  There had to be something otherworldly to him if he had done such a thing—maybe he was raised French or something—but Natalia didn’t really seem to mind anything that was happening at this point.  She had gotten what she wanted out of Klaus, the painting on the wall now actually said sold to her name and she was definitely proud of her acquisition.  However, the blonde did turn her attention towards the artist now, jaw dropping slightly at the notion.  She was too trusting, but the look on her face meant that she had agreed to it fully.

"As long as I have a way back to my flat in Oxford, and you have more of those incredible paintings", she spoke out now, discarding her champagne fluke on a nearby table and following him away.  She was twenty-four years old, capable of actually taking care of herself now that she was on her own.  What harm could it do?  "I actually don’t have any plans for the rest of the night.  Your painting might as well have cleaned out my bank account."

"Oh my driver will take you once you are ready leave. but I have many paintings. Some old and some that I painted only a week ago." He tried to leave out the lying at least as long as possible. He smiled as they started walking towards the doors about clearing out her bank account. "I think you will see soon enough that money is far from the most important thing to me." Klaus smiled as they walked out and a very nice town car pulled up and the driver got out opening the back door for them. Once inside Klaus relaxed a little more. "Tell me about yourself Nat."

Rescue the lost wolves || Klaus & Sansa

When she was younger the thought of being a queen had enticed her, she had made promises to be a queen that people would love but that was a long time ago.  No, now titles don’t matter to her at all, even if she was now royalty for his kin it still didn’t changed who she was.  Leaning down she placed a kiss on his forehead and whispered in a hush tone.  “I love you Klaus, you are my husband and my king.  You are the king of my heart and soul, you are the king of my life.  The thought of being a queen doesn’t have the same affect on me as it did long ago.  Just being able to love and be loved is that that matters now.”

Sliding down onto her knees she looked into her husband’s loving gaze.  This was all that she needed this was all that she wanted right now.  The pleasures of being part of a royal family pushed far into the back of her mind.  Wrapping her arms around his neck she pressed her forehead against his, rubbing her nose teasingly slow against his, eyes closed and slowly inhaled his scent. 

Klaus smiled at her words. They meant more to him than he could say. "As I told you before we are not the same as other men. We live to help one another when we can. The last time there was a gathering of our people I was but a boy when my mother died." Klaus frowned a little remembering his mother, but knew their ways and it might not be the same idea she had of what a queen was. 

As she moved down to her knees against him he kissed her lips softly knowing she was his wife and queen that in just the few days that they had met he loved her more than he could say. She was his wife and he would do anything for her. His hands moved down and wrapped around her holding her tight as he just held her with no other thought in the world.

Rescue the lost wolves || Klaus & Sansa

  Head tilted backwards, eyes closed shut she took in a deep shaky breath.  This was so much for her to understand and it will take her some time to fully grasp it all.  Looking down at his kneeling form Sansa took a step forward, running her finger tips through his hair lightly combing it and giving him a small smile.  She would have him and their children, she would have people she will love surround her.  Her brother’s families if they so choose to start one of their own.  It will be hard to lose those she loved, it had taken a toll on her already with the deaths of her father, mother and brother and not knowing if Arya was still alive or not.

"Yes, I will have you and our children my world will be filled with joy with every breath that I take,"  Sansa said with a tender voice.  She couldn’t find herself to be angry with him, Klaus gave her a choice to go through with this marriage.  And by the old gods and new she wanted to be married to him, she wanted to be his wife even how crazy it was for such a short time of knowing him.  He placed a smile on her face, filled the aching gap in her heart and gave her hope.  A hope that was extinguished over the years she was stuck in King’s Landing.

Her dainty digits continued to brush through his soft brown hair to the back of his neck and down along the side of jaw.  Coaxing his chin to tilt upwards gently grazing her thumb nail along his skin, sapphire hues held her warm smile roamed over his face.  “And you will never be alone as well Klaus, you will have me by your side until the end of time.”

The feel of her fingers running through his hair was more than intoxicating. Her touch itself was incredible. As she told him what he had only hoped he was beyond happy. He wanted her and their children. They would start a new family together. Though while they were alive he wanted her to spend time with her brothers and he would still try and find her sister. 

He looked up at the light pressure her finger gave under his chin so he looked up into her blue eyes and was grateful the look was not of fear or anything else that would be painful He slowly got to his feet. "I love you my Sansa, my wife...my queen." He smirked holding her close. "That is something else that though my people are scattered my father was the king and you are now the queen.' He smiled having an idea how she might react. He figured as he was telling her everything he should just tell her all of the major points for now and explain more at a later date. "I never want to be alone again Sansa. With you O it is almost like I feel complete for the first time."

Klaus & Natalia

Natalia blinked, stiffening her frame before a gasp had managed to escape her. She owned that painting now? Comfusion had etched on her face before the male had pulled away, her brows furrowing before she realized what had been going on this whole time. Her cheeks tinged slightly pink, showing her soft embarrassment at the situation. She should have known. Didn’t artists manage to do this all the time? “You tricked me”, she offered out before laughing the situation off softly. At least they’d be able to get the awkwardness out of the way, right?

Her own hand was placed on top of his now, moving to keep her drink in the other. “Very nice to meet you, Mr Mikaelson. Your work is phenomenal. Your painting will be in great company—alone on my wall, but still.” The half smile on her face stayed permanent, not faltering as she dropped her hand from his now. The touch was already something else, feeding more into her nerves than anything. “Natalia Pierce,” she introduced herself. “But call me Nat, please.”

The smile stayed on his lips as when she offered her hand to him he brought it up to his lips and kissed her hand. He had such the weakness for beautiful blondes. "Yes well I did not need the money love. However, it is more I needed the room in my home and I have so much artwork that I needed to part with some of my art and I wanted to make sure that my art went somewhere that it was appreciated." He smiled thinking againlooking her over. "You know I could be willing to part with a few more if you wanted to get out of here we could go to my home. That is if you have no other plans, Nat." Klaus was not sure what he was planning, but all he knew was that he knew that Natalia would like his work, and Klaus was nothing if not the consummate show off.

Klaus & Natalia

The voice had broken Natalia out of her thoughts, startled by the male in question before giving him a soft smile in return.  Her hand laid on her chest as if it would stop it from beating as hard as it had been before she shook her head.  ”Really”, she had spoken afterwards, a slight tone of disappointment to her voice.  She hadn’t realized that the owner would be around; but then again it was their own art exhibit.  ”That’s a bit disappointing.  I was hoping I would be able to take this one home.  Are they here”, she continued to ask before turning her attention back towards the person beside her.  

There was something about him that she couldn’t quite shake off—maybe because she found him completely gorgeous in a small sense, but she didn’t dare to voice it.  Her fingers tapped on the glass now, tilting her head back to look at the painting.  ”To be honest with you, they have a bit of a classical feel towards them—very baroque-ish, which people in that era had borrowed the techniques from the Ancient Greeks”, she whispered out, moving slightly towards the painting now.  ”But it’s a statement piece, for sure.  I feel like it’s screaming at me.  ’I’m here.  See me.  Hear me.  Fear me.’”

Klaus listened to her talk thinking she would not be getting the paining though as he listened to her talk about the painting his smile grew as she recognized the style and the way she felt when she looked at it. It was the best he had heard when others said they liked it and had no real idea of what they were looking at. "I do know one thing." Klaus leaned in close to whisper in her ear. "You now own the painting." He leaned back winking at her before sipping his champagne. He wanted his work appreciated above anything else. He did not want his work to just be another piece in someone's collection. He held out his free hand. My name is Klaus Mikaelson."

Honoring a old debt||Klaus & Luna

She moaned, grinding against his member and his hands, biting down on her lip and chewing on it, “I…fuck…I’ve always wanted to be shagged against a window…” She reached behind her, unzipping her skirt, and looking at him, before leaning in to kiss him.

Klaus groaned getting hard as he picked her up hearing her words and walked over to the window. He set her down and watched as her skirt dropped downto her feet. He grinned seeing her in just her bra and panties. "You look bloody good to me love." He smirked running his hands over her. 

Klaus & Natalia

  There was always something about London that intrigued the blonde greatly.  Sure, she was barely a train ride away considering she stayed in Oxfordshire, but Natalia loved the old city as much as the one she stayed in herself.  The air was just the same, old city with old city, but the added allure was there.  History was something she had an interest in, even making it her focus when she started at the university—but now she was teaching primary school and that was something she loved more than anything in the world.  Well, more or less her family; but that was an different subject entirely.

However at this moment, she had her own mission in mind.  After acquiring her own place earlier this year after her father’s remarriage, she realized that her own space now was a bit empty.  That was the only reason why she was at this opening of an art gallery.  Her sister—well, step-sister—had written her a check as a housewarming present which evidently gave her the means to buy anything she wanted to put in the house.  Being an avid art fan, that just meant one thing and one thing only. 

With a champagne fluke in her hand, she studied each and every painting she had passed by before stopping before one that literally just spoke to her.  Dark brown eyes hovered each and every inch of it like it entranced her fully.  ”Oh my gosh”, she spoke out in a whisper, not really thinking if anyone else had heard her or not.  ”I need this painting.”

Klaus had been nearby and heard quite a few comments of his paintings some seeing different things which intrigued him, but through the time he found that one young woman in particular had a very distinct response when she said she needed it. He moved slowly alongside her. "It is a good painting but I hear the owner is quite selective on who they sell to. I have been trying to figure out what to say to the owner to get them to sell. "What do you think of the paintings?" Klaus was very curious what she would say. he turned to really look at her and was stunned by her beauty.