AU: Klaus and Caroline are engaged and soon to be married. All their friends support their happiness, but Elena has difficulty trusting in Klaus's intentions. She hates Klaus with a passion. Little does she know that her hate is just as strong as he...
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Time seemed to have frozen as Elena lay beside Klaus. She wanted to freeze that moment forever, for fear of losing him again. The way he looked at her thawed her heart. She couldn't understand how blind she had been to her obvious attraction to him.
"What are you thinking, love?" Klaus asked, caressing the curve of her hip.
"About you… us."
"Care to elaborate?"
"I'm scared of how I feel about you. Everything is just so intense with you, Klaus. Before I got sucked into this world of supernatural, I thought I knew what I wanted in life. I wanted to graduate college, build a career for myself as a doctor, settle down and have a family… the white picket fence, as boringly cliché as that sounds."
He searched her eyes and remained attentive as ever, taking in everything she shared because her hopes and ambitions mattered to him.
"Then Stefan came along and complicated my life—reality as I knew it." Elena sighed deeply. "And then you came to Mystic Falls… changing everything I thought I wanted."
"Is it so bad to embrace it?" He took her hand in his and gently grazed her knuckles with his lips.
"I wanted to hold on to my ordinary human existence. I was so sure it was what I wanted. But now… especially after…" She paused, fresh tears filling her eyes.
"What are you afraid of?" Klaus whispered softly.
"Losing you."
Her vulnerable confession fortified his heart with newfound life. He needed her to believe that he would never ever abandon her; that he would forfeit his very existence first before that ever happened. He was so desperately in love with her. His soul and body ached in her absence. No one had ever made him feel the way Elena had.
"You won't lose me, love."
"You can't guarantee that."
"I can."
"How?"
Klaus took her face in his hand and kissed her sultry lips, infusing all his passion into them.
"I know what you're asking of me, Elena. I promise I will give it you, if you can promise me one thing."
"What is it?"
He placed his palm on her stomach. "Marry me. Have my children."
Stunned by his proposal, it took every effort to hide her smile.
"Is… is that even possible?" Elena inquired.
"I'm half wolf, remember?"
"You want children with me?"
"Is that such a horrible idea?"
"Aren't we jumping a little ahead of ourselves?"
"You were meant for me. All your relationships have failed because they weren't me. You've always wanted a hint of danger in your life, admit it. I tasted it when I tasted you during the moonstone ritual. Stefan may have charmed you… but he couldn't keep you."
"I'll always love Stefan."
"It's not the same, sweetheart." Klaus sighed. "You know it's not the same. Nothing remotely close to how you feel about me."
"And how do you think I feel about you?"
"Do I really need to voice it at this point? You threw your morals out the window the first time we kissed."
"I wasn't the only one who did that." A sweltering heat swirled between her thighs as she retrieved the memory.
"No," said Klaus. "Indeed not, which should give you a little hint about where I stand—where I've always stood with respect to my feelings for you."
Elena gently stroked the side of his handsome face. "Have we ruined each other?"
A crooked smirk tugged at his lips as he said, "I'd like to think we've liberated one another."
"From what? From who?"
"From rules. From convention. From judgement."
Before she could think of anything else to say, he was suddenly on top of her and maneuvering himself between her thighs.
"I've missed you," Klaus confessed, increasing her temperature to fever pitch with his passionate gaze. "I'm never letting you go, Elena. I hope you realize that."
Her breathing hitched when he positioned himself at her entry.
"I don't want to leave." She slid her arms over his shoulders and opened her soul and body to him.
