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              independent     the   originals muse &   original wolf               &   labonair     mother  &  used     gif   icons/ icons &               & of  age mun. 20+  &  triggers   and  such  will    be               tagged accordingly. & mun’s  got a  butt  obsession.                                         & written by kili.                                            ( i. ii. iii. iv. v. )

                                 ↁo not ｐｒｏｖｏｋｅ me;

                    i will ＴＥＡＲ you αpαrт

                                    ——- & make you wish

                                            you were

                                          d̶̶e̶̶a̶̶d̶.

Send me ✵ and I will describe or post a picture/gif of how I think our muses would have sex

The moment he heard those three little words come out of her mouth, he mindlessly ran his tongue over his bottom lip, his mind that was once filled with memories of Hope quickly went away. This was good; this was something they needed. These two needed to be together in one way or another. He gazed into her eyes as his free hand went up to stroke her cheek gently, his thumb brushing lightly over her cheekbone before he decided to shift so that he now hovered over the young hybrid, his stare fixated down at her face, his lips craving the columns of her neck, her collarbone, her lips.

"I need you too," he replied in a low tone, his jaw clenching slightly as he placed both hands on either side of him to keep him propped up. As he positioned himself in between her legs, he felt the ends of his lips pull into a smirk and for a moment, he nearly forgot that this was the woman he had a drunken night with and now, he needed her like she needed him. That was something he had never expected. Without another word, the hybrid leaned down and hovered his lips over hers, his barely brushing against hers. For so long, he was in need of comfort, and now if he had only known she felt the same, he would have held her like this months ago. "Hayley…" he whispered once more before finally closing the space between them, his hands moving to grip her sides.

    A trembling gasp fell from her lips as she leaned her head up, her forehead lightly pressing against his as her hues locked onto his, her heart racing with every breathe each of the took. He needed her -- it made her heart pick up speed, but she basked in it. It caused her smile to grow immensely as she peered up at him. The thoughts of sorrow drifting out of her cerebral, as he closed the gap between the two, her fingertips trailing to brush over the flesh of his cheeks, her lips pressing against his.     Thin legs moving to wrap about the hybrids waist, to bring their bodies closer to mesh against each other. Fingertips brushing over a pallid expanse before gripping the front of the hybrids shirt, tearing at the fabric anxiously. A soft groan falling from the younger hybrids lips, muffled by theirs melding together before she finally broke the embrace of full lips, her head leaning back into the feathered pillow beneath it. "Klaus -- " she'd trailed off as her hues found his, locking their gazes together as she finally tugged him closer to her once more, her lips melding with his in another instant.