Pairings: Klaus X (fem) reader
Warnings: angst, smut, slight choking kink, hair pulling kink
Summary: you despised klaus existence, so when he shows up at your work after hours your annoyed. Then you have hate sex (based in s4)
authors note: sorry for not posting I was out of ideas, if you have any ideas or people you want written about comment it <3
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You always hated klaus, from the way he carried himself to that cocky annoyance he always brought to how he just murdered for fun. So, when he showed up at your shift in the grill, the last shift of the day before it closed, and wouldn't leave you started to get mad. You walked back to the bar, having cleaned all tables and chairs.

"What can I get you?" You asked, a fake smile placed on your face. Klaus watched you with intent, his blue orbs gazing into your own eyes.

"Another glass of that lovely bourbon, your welcome to join me, love." Klaus answered, so you grabbed the bottle he had one glass of and poured some into his glass, not pouring yourself one.

"It's unprofessional to drink with customers on the job, Mr. Mikaelson." You responded, a fake smile on as you walked around trying to find the brook to sweep the place; you always did this on Sunday nights otherwise it would get done.

"Y/n, you know my name, love, stop avoiding me and have a drink." Klaus ordered, that famous half-grin thing showing his dimples off, you looked away from him, "Please." Klaus begged, now in-front of you taking the broom off you and chucking it elsewhere.

"It's unprofessional." You sighed, going to retrieve the broom, your work heels clicking.

"Here." Klaus was in-front of you, the broom now laid out before your eyes, "I could help you clean up, hybrid speed and all, we could be done and then have that drink."

"Fine." You huffed, Klaus then moved around like Cinderella on crack sweeping, then you made him clean the bar and dust - just for fun - but he did it. So now, you sat at the bar with the handsome hybrid, whom of which your never say was attractive.

"So, love, how's your day been?" Klaus asked, pouring your bourbon.

You sighed, "Fine, well not fine." You then started playing with a strand of your hair, "Elena only cares about the cure and what boyfriend she's going to pick." You replied, "Self centred bitch." You mumbled afterwards, knowing he could hear you anyways, klaus chuckled.

"To be honest I don't understand the Salvatore's choosing Elena." Klaus weighed in, putting down his glass with a small sigh, "I could think of better women to choose."

"Caroline? Yeah she deserves the best, except the Salvatore's aren't the best, but she deserves better." You replied, knowing that Caroline deserved far better than Tyler or Matt.

"I meant you, love." Klaus stated, his blue eyes locked onto your own, your eyes couldn't stop staring into his.

"W—what do you mean?" You stammered, confused by what he meant but you knew what he meant but just didn't want to believe it.

"You really thought I hated you, Y/n." Klaus muttered, picking up his glass and taking a swig of alcohol, "At first, you annoyed me, yes. But, you were the smartest of your little friend group. Also, I did like Caroline but those feelings have gone away for you, the one person I can't have."

"Is it just because there's something poetic in someone hating you, but you loving them?" You asked, eyes twinkling in excitement.

"Maybe." Klaus muttered, putting down his bourbon and looking into your eyes. "Could I kiss you?"

"Sure, why not?"

Klaus moved in, his slightly cracked lips against your soft ones, he pecked your lips at first as if you may shatter. Once you kissed back, he kissed harder, you pulled back after three kisses.

"I enjoyed that more than I thought I would." You replied, jumping up to sit on the bar. Klaus moved so he was standing between your legs. He placed gentle kisses up your neck, once he reached the soft spot that made you Moab he created a hickey there, since you were human it was bound to leave a mark. Your eyes fluttered shut as his hand reached out to your breasts, needing them with his rough palms over your work blouse.

"Are you sure you want this, love?" Klaus asked, just hearing his voice so gentle made you moan. Your eyes opened, looking into his, your right hand tracing the stubble on his jawline.

"Yes." You breathed out, capturing his lips in a searing kiss. You hated klaus, but one night with the hybrid couldn't hurt, right?

You roughly pulled on his blond locks, making him moan, you then used this opportunity to put your tongue in his mouth. His rough hands grabbed your waist, you could start to feel a bulge pressing against your inner thigh.

"Aww, someone's horny." You mocked, making klaus do a nervous laugh, "It's a good thing your cute." You then pressed another kiss to his lips, then pulling away and undoing his black shirt he had on button by button. Once all the buttons were undone, be shrugged it down his shoulders. You saw his toned chest, dog tag necklace and tattoo, you moshed slightly whilst thinking about all the things he could do to you.

He then ripped your shirt from you, exposing your white lace bra, "How can something so sinful look so heavenly?" Klaus asked out loud, you started leaving wet kisses down his chest, sucking in a few hickeys that disappeared here and there. "Enough of that." Klaus snapped, ripping off your tights and skirt in one motion, leaving you with your heels and underwear like a Greek goddess. "Beautiful."

"Let's see if your hot too." You snapped, undoing his jeans, as he took off his shoes and socks. He was left in just his boxers, he was hard and huge, so you presumed he was going to feel so good.

Klaus ripped off your lace panties, discarding the material before going into your clit with his mouth like a starved man, you grabbed and tugged at his blonde curls making means and whimpers as his tongue worked magic on you. "Klaus, fuck the foreplay."

So, he did, you were now laying on the bar as he pounded into your ruthlessly, making tears come to your eyes from mainly pleasure but some pain from his size. You gripped into his broad shoulders, crying out in ecstasy. "That's it, love." Klaus cooed, a grin on his face.

"God I hate you so much." You hissed out, he continued fucking you, rougher if anything.

"And yet your going to come back begging for more."

"Probably, yeah, but hate sex. E— exists." You moaned, not being able to help but let the sweet sound out. "I—I'm close." You moaned, gripping onto klaus' dog tag necklace and slightly strangling him as he moaned from the feeling. You came hard, practically seeing stars, Klaus came after his hot cum staining your gummy walls white. He laid on top of you, his head in your shoulder as he breathed in your scent, you stroked his hair as he did so.

"I hate you." You snapped, he kissed your collarbone.

"You don't, sweetheart."

"I do." You breathed our, still trying to catch your breath, "Next round I'm going to show you just how much."

"We best get started now, then." Klaus reminded, looking at the clock you were supposed to be out of the grill half an hour ago, "My place?"

"Sounds great."

You had a long night, especially after some car teasing and hot hybrid sex for the night.