A FEW HOURS AGO
“How am I going to convince him?” Morticia asked Rhea after they sat down.
Rhea cleared her throat. “You read novels, right? Have you seen a cold dude getting swept off their feet by their woman?”
Morticia nodded slowly. “I do.. but how, though?”
“Do you still skip the explicit scenes like you used to?” Rhea raised a brow. Rhea might be a little nerdy, but she knows about explicit stuff. She had once practiced foreplay with her ex.
“Yeah. It’s feels weird reading that…”
“And you’re doing it with Klaus,” Rhea interrupted, and Morticia swallowed.
“N-not like that…”
“Hmp hm.” Rhea gave her a look, and Morticia tear her gaze away, her lips pressed into a thin lie.
“Surprise him. Make him feel good and then do the second option. I bet he’ll listen to you, ” Rhea said, and Morticia bit her lips.
“How can I.. how can I do that? I wanted to help him too, but he kept stopping me and not telling me how to do it…”
“Oh heaven, Morticia. You need to learn that yourself. Go online search, read though explicit part in novels that you do it… Klaus can’t teach you everything. You’ve got to surprise him.. and get what you want,” Rhea explained, and Morticia’s lips parted in awe.
“You sound like an expert… I never knew you had his side of you,” Morticia said, crossing her arms on her chest.
“That’s because we never had this discussion,” Rhea crossed her arms too, a smirk on her face. “Now you know what to do,”
After their discussion, Morticia’s pulled out her phone, recalling Klaus asking her to use her mouth to help him. Her eyes came in contact with an article, which made her eyes widen.
“What the..” Her voice trailed off. She looked around as if someone was watching her.
She packed her stuff and went to he restroom to read more of it. She then recalled one of the scenes on one of the novels she was reading. It had a scene like that.
She went to check on it, and her lips parted in awe.
“D.. does that mean… pheww.” she shook her head, wondering what she was doing. Apart from the hand thing she did for Klaus at the kitchen that day, she hadn’t helped him.
Reading the scene made her bit her lips. “I never knew this could.. gosh, how am I going to tell him?” she scrolled up and came across the line.
“I want to suck you like… a good girl,” she muttered that line.
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PRESENT
Klaus was beyond shocked she would say such a thing. Just where did his innocent girl go off, too? Her words made his condition worsen.
“Fuck” he cursed under his breath, grabbed her chin, and crashed his lips on her, hard and rough. Her hand was still wrapped around him.
He broke the kiss and whispered into her ear. “Kneel baby, girl.”
She obliged, going down before him. He watched how she swallowed, meeting the sight of his length for the first time.
“It’s so big.” Though she had felt it, it looked bigger in sight.
Klaus let out a soft chuckle. She made so many emotions swirled in him without trying.
He held her chin, making her meet his gaze. His thumb carressing her lower lip.
“Do you have any idea how sexy you look right now?” He rolled his tongue along the ring on his lip. It turned her on.
She gave him a small smile, her lips parted, and she slowly took him in.
A soft growl rumbled through his chest. Eyes intense as his breath became heavy. She did as she learned, bobbing her head back and forth. She barely took half of her.
“You… you can use the hand for the..” Before he could finish, she wrapped her hand around the rest to pleasure him.
“Oh shit,” he cursed. If he hadn’t known her for a long time, he would have thought she had done it with someone else before.
He wanted to ask, but his mind was too occupied by her warm, wet lips around him. It was beyond his imagination. Her lips were heaven.
“Look at me,” he ordered, and her round adorable eyes looked up on him. “If you can’t take it.. pinch my hand,” he said, and she nodded.
His hand tangled around her hair as he slammed his length further into her throat.
He was very careful since it was her first time. He pulled out and pushed in back in, making her gagged.
He could feel himself coming. “Faster,” he whispered, and she increased her pace. His body tense, his grip on the wall hardened. With his gaze locked with her naughty eyes, his world spins with pleasure.
“Holy hell.. Bunnie,” he groaned, his tight as he finally let out his release, breathing hard.
Soon, Morticia sat in his living room, waiting for Klaus. Her mind rilling from what she did a few minutes ago. She never thought she would boldly do that to him.
He had praised her, giving her many kisses before they dressed up.
Klaus joined her in the living room with two cokes.
“You’re saying here for the night?” He asked.
“No.. I’ll return home,” she whispered, trying to focus her gaze on the television.
“You don’t have to,” he muttered, opening one of the coke and handing it over to her.
“What do you think Vincent would say about us?” She asked.
The question made Kalus’s movement halt for a moment. He then went ahead to open his coke. His gaze somewhere else.
“I don’t know,” he muttered.
“I’m sure he’ll understand,” she said, but he kept quiet and shifted uncomfortably beside her. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” he mumbled, drinking. “You wanted to tell me something. What was it?” He changed quickly, changed the topic.
“Ah.” Morticia smiled and took her phone, revealing a beautiful white dress to him. A long slitted gown with spaghetti arms. It was magnificent.
“Wow, it’s pretty. Do you want this? It’s gonna look hella pretty on you,” He said to her.
“I already got one,” she said, the excitement evident in her voice.
“Damn, I can’t wait to see you on the dress. But don’t you think it’s too much for the school party? I don’t want men staring at you.” A pang of jealousy struck him, though he’d love to see the dress.
“It’s not for the school party,” she said, and he gave her a questioning look. “It’s for the wedding”
Klaus face fell, a frown forming on his feature.
“What? What wedding?”
“The wedding. My mom is going, I thought of going with her too…”
“No,” he interrupted. “Why would you go there?”
“Josephine invited me. She asked me to bring you, but you’re not listening. I’ll have to buy a good footwear tomorrow,” she took the phone from him. “I wonder which one will suit the dress bet…”
“Bunnie,” he cut her off. “You’re not going,”
“You can’t tell me what to do,”
“Whatever you’re doing, stop. I can’t go to the party, same as you. What do you want to do there anyway. You barely even know my dad. It’s been years since you saw that man…”
“Like I said. I was invited,” she said and focused on the phoe again.
Klaus stood to leave, but her words stopped him.
“You can come with me if you want. It’ll be fun. You and me, on he dancing floor, holding each other’s arm as we dance across the floor, not minding those gaze at us… your father will be jealous to see how happy you are without him…”
“I’m not going!” He snapped, but she continued.
“You owe me a favor, Klaus,” she said.
“And I told you I’ll fulfill that if it’s something I can do.” He retorted and began walking away again.
“Fine! Don’t come anyway,” she sat down, facing her back at him. “I guess I’ll dance with another guy. I up he wore a suit that matches with mine”
Klaus, who heard it, let out a light groan, ruffling his hair hard. He turned to the stubborn Bunnie sitting on the couch.
“You’re not dancing with another guy!” He said.
“Who knows?” she muttered, drinking her coke.
“You can’t,”
“Why not?” she glanced over her shoulder, raising a brow at him..
“Because you’re dancing with me,” he added, and Morticia eyes widened. She stood.
“D… does that mean you’re going?” She questioned.
“Fuck, I can’t believe I’m doing this,” he murmured.
“Yes!” She screamed excitedly, running to hug him tight. He placed a kiss on his chin multiple times.
He wrapped his arms around her waist as she stayed glued to him.
“Are you that happy?” He questioned, and she nodded quickly. Her smile was transitive because it prompted his. “I’m definitely getting a reward.”
“Alright. Anything you want,” she hugged him close.
Klaus chuckled. What a cutie.