Getting home, Morticia had a bright smile on her face as she stepped in with a small bag in her hand.
“What’s with the good mood?” Ava asked, slowly munching on her popcorn.
“It’s a surprise,” she chuckled.
“What’s in the bag?”
“Also a surprise.”
“Eish… are you some movie director keeping me in suspense?” Ava mumbled, focusing back on her movie.
“Not everything revolves around movies,” Morticia shook her head, stepping further inside. “I’m going upstairs,” she announced.
After a while, she came back down, freshened up and wearing her usual sweatshirt and jeans. “I’m going out.”
“O… kay… wait!” Ava glanced toward her. “Where are you going?”
“To see Klaus. Remember the promise I made to Josephine?” Morticia rolled up her sleeves, determination flashing in her gaze. “I’m going to fulfill that tonight.”
“Ah, right.” Ava chuckled and sat back down. “Good luck,” she waved her hand.
Morticia took a deep breath, standing in front of Klaus’s apartment. “Way to go, Morty. You can do this… fighting,” she whispered, repeating a phrase she’d picked up from her favorite K-drama.
His living room was empty, as was his swimming pool. Was he not home? She had texted him earlier, and he had said he was around.
Her gaze settled on a particular room she’d been in before. Pushing the door open, her eyes met with a large, well-equipped gym.
Klaus was on a treadmill, sweat dripping down his exposed tattooed chest. He was only wearing shorts, and he looked impossibly hot with his wet hair clinging to his face. A white towel hung over his broad shoulder, and his perfectly sculpted body screamed perfection.
Morticia froze, taking in every detail of the demigod before her. Did he grow more handsome every day? It felt as if she were seeing him for the first time.
She stood there as minutes passed, unnoticed since he had his earbuds in and was listening to music.
Finally, he stopped, and Morticia flinched, snapping back to reality as he spotted her and asked, “How long have you been standing there?”
“I… I just got here,” she stammered, lying.
“What a cute liar,” he smirked, drinking from his water bottle and approaching her.
“I’m not lying,” she retorted, her face turning as red as a tomato.
“You blink a lot when you lie,” he teased, leaning closer. His huge frame loomed over hers, his scent hitting her like a sweet storm.
“Huh? T-That’s absurd,” she mumbled.
“Hm.” He ruffled her hair. “I’ll be right back.”
“Where are you going?” she asked.
“To take a shower. Care to join me?” He smirked, and her face paled.
Under the same shower as Klaus? Naked?
“No,” she shook her head, not even daring to think about it.
“No?” His brow shot up, his smirk growing. “I’ve already seen you. What’s the problem?”
“I haven’t seen you, and… I don’t know…” she stammered.
“You’re lying again.”
A thought clicked in her mind, and she quickly asked, “If I join you, will you grant me a favor?”
Klaus, intrigued by the idea of her joining him, didn’t think her words through.
“Hmm… I’ll grant you the favor if I can,” he replied, and Morticia swallowed hard, wondering what she had just gotten herself into.
Klaus was already in the shower, waiting for her. Draped in a new white towel, Morticia stood before the mirror, her mind racing at the thought of what she was about to do.
Same shower. Exposed. Oh, heaven.
She had asked Klaus to go in first, promising to join him shortly. She could hear the running water but knew he was waiting for her.
“Bunnie?” Klaus called, turning off the shower. “What’s taking so long?”
“Huh?” Morticia answered, her face flushed red.
Suddenly, the curtain slid open, revealing a completely naked Klaus. She quickly shut her eyes so tightly she wondered if her eyeballs might disappear into their sockets.
His soft footsteps approached her. She instinctively stepped back, her back meeting the cold, hard wall.
“Why are you out here? I was going to come in soon,” she mumbled, her voice barely audible.
She felt his hand brush against her face, his heated body pressing into hers. Then he kissed her. Morticia whimpered at the contact of his lips.
Throwing caution to the wind, she responded back to the soft, yet firm lips that parted her mouth. His tongue slidded in, entangling with hers.
She fell into his sinful hold unaware of the towel that left her body..
Klaus trailed his finger from her back to her backside, his touch sending electrics through her, making her moan, pressing her breast onto his firm chest. Her nipple hardened, her knee weakened and her fold dripping wet.
He groped her ass and lifted her onto himself, he groaned as her bare body collided with his for the first time.
Damn! Every inch of her screams sweetness!
They got into the shower, lips still molded and burning against each other as it moved.
“You’re driving me crazy, Bunnie” Klaus growled against her lips, he could feel his hardness. It was taking him a lot of sanity, not to pin her to the wall and fvck her so hard until she lost her voice from screaming.
But he wanted her first time to be memorable and it can’t be now. Not here.
“You too” She whispered, kissing him wild. The nervousness she felt a while ago, completely disappeared on this male’s sinful hold.
Klaus smirked against her lips, her legs still wrapped atound his torso. Their lips moved so wild, with Morticia trying to keep up with his pace.
The tough k! ss stirred something wild in her.
Klaus reached for her fold aching so much for his touch.
“So wet. So ready. Just for me.. I love the way your body submit to me Bunnie… every part of it.”
Morticia moaned as he teased her wet core, moving his finger in circle. Her breath heavy, as he played with her sensitive nub.
“Oh.. Klaus ” she gasped when he stick one of his finger in. His pace didn’t started slow, thrusting his finger deep in and out of her.
Her body quivered, her moan hitting the four walls of the space. The pleasure was overwhelming, too good, too much. She still can’t get enough.
This time his added another finger, intensifying the flame that burn in her stomach. He held her face and kissed those parted wet lips, still fucking her with his fingers.
The familiar feeling build up, she wanted to experience it again. She want to reach her climax.
Klaus smirked, loving how she clung onto him. He slowed down his pace, making her whisper in protest.
“Please.. Sin.. I want it,” she begged even before he could ask her to use her word.
Klaus gave her what she wanted, her wetness slipped as she reached her climax, breathing hard.
When she opened her eyes, she saw his eyes were on her. Lust swirling in his gaze.
His hand reached her lips and he did a strange thing, sticking two of his fingers into her mouth. His action was new but it only made her aroused.
His fingers moved deeper, almost choking her. He quickly removed them.
“Sorry” he whispered. “Let’s leave now”
She held him back. “What about you?” He could see the resistance in his eyes. He was doing it again. Holding himself.
“I’m fine”
Morticia smirked, her hand reached for his chest, slipping them down to his torso. His touch driving him nut.
“What are you doing?” He asked, his voice husky as he held her hands that was slipping below.
“Don’t stop me…” she whispered. The innocence in her eyes was nowhere to be found… when had she become this bold?
“I never stopped you when you did yours” She continued trailing the further until…
Kalus groaned, his hand meeting the wall behind her. Her touch, the feeling of her hand wrapped around him… holy fucking hell.
She lean close, breath hot against his ear, she whispered, letting out a shocking words.
“I want to suck you like a… Good girl”