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Tweak says, "Let's Have a Kiki!"

Klaus Hargreeves (quietthedead) wrote in snapthread,
@ 2019-08-27 00:40:00

Entry tags:

klaus hargreeves (netflix), william weasley

Who: Klaus and Bill
What: The veil has been pulled back
Where: Around town
When: Today

Vegas was - well it had been fun and then it had been anything but. And Klaus had fallen to pieces over it, in a way he hadn't expected or even understood how to recover from. But Bill had been there and he'd found him and he'd saved him, pulled him out of the that corner and out of the gunfire and smoke and memories that had clouded his head and left him unable to move at all and taken him back to the town that had become their home.

And being back in town was the same as it ever was, and yet not at all. Before that moment Klaus had lived like he always had, moving easily and with comfort around familiar faces and new, and he didn't have a crack in the facade at all. But Bill had seen it now, who he really was, and the fear he carried inside him and there was no taking that back.

He could continue to hide it of course, and he would from the majority of the town. These people weren't owed anything more from him. But Bill? He deserved a closer look. And Klaus thought maybe of everyone here, he could pull back the layers for him.

Today he'd brought back a new interesting sort of plant when he'd gone through the doors and he thought he knew just the person who would appreciate it most. So he'd wandered his way over to Bill's with that in mind, and maybe the thought that they could talk as well. "Brought you something," He announced after Bill let him in, "Just something pretty," He teased a bit, "Made me think of you."

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hexes_n_hearts
2019-08-29 01:38 am UTC (link)

Bill hadn't ever really had a big heartbreak, he'd never let himself get close. Maybe it was because he'd grown up with so many people, he liked being alone, didn't want to feel tied down. Bill longed for freedom and people tended to want too much from him. But all of a sudden things had kind of changed, this place was unexpected and the people there people he never would have met before. Bonds had been formed that maybe he hadn't seen coming.

"Mmmmm, busy," Bill agreed as he kissed down the front of his throat. Of course he wasn't, he hadn't had any plans until Klaus had shown up with gifts. But there was always something to do with him there.

"What about you? Busy?" Bill asked as he gripped his hips, a little rougher, his thumbs inching up under his shirt in a search for skin. He'd be happy to talk, he loved to talk, but Bill also loved not talking and Klaus always made him think about not talking.

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quietthedead
2019-08-29 09:52 pm UTC (link)

Bill was far too good at this really, that was what it came down to - he knew how to touch Klaus just right, kissed him exactly where he needed it and was always so warm. Klaus hadn't stood a chance right from the beginning, but it was only here at this point that he could start to see that - and even still he wasn't bothered by it. For all that Bill was both unexpected and that Klaus had thought himself unable to end up in a place like this again, he found that he wanted this, wanted Bill and whatever it was they did together.

"Yeah," Klaus agreed, letting his head tip back as Bill's mouth drew down over his throat and he grilled his hips. "Always, you know me. Always got something going."

Sure Klaus wasn't ever really the type to do much actual talking unless he found himself backed into a corner and it was absolutely necessary, but Bill made it extremely easy on him not to talk too. He was the best kind of distraction. And Klaus was only too happy to be distracted by him.

"I wanted to thank you," Klaus said without missing a beat, because it needed saying, even feeling sure that Bill didn't expect it or need it. "For Vegas, for getting me out."

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hexes_n_hearts
2019-08-29 10:14 pm UTC (link)

Bill smiled as he nodded, Klaus always had something going. Trouble usually, but not the bad kind. Bill had always been a good boy, he excelled in school, he was organised and not just gifted but ready to put in the work to learn new things. But he had a habit of getting himself into trouble when it came to a pretty face. Which was maybe why in his room was a giant bag of drugs and the owner of those drugs was starting to realize he had Bill wrapped around his little finger. Even if Bill was flexible enough to get wrapped around a couple of others as well.

He was surprised that Klaus continued on, thanking him when there was nothing to thank him for. Bill pulled back enough to look at him, dragging his fingers slowly through his short hair. "You think I'd leave without you?" Bill said with a little smile and it wasn't really a question.

Bill hesitated for a moment as he looked down at him. "Back home? When I was a kid, there was a war, my parents and their friends fought on the right side. A lot of good people died or worse," he explained quietly. "Just before I ended up here, things were starting again, people were dying again. I know what it looks like, when you've seen too much. Been through too much," Bill said.

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quietthedead
2019-08-29 10:28 pm UTC (link)

"I think it was a crazy time and everyone was focused on staying safe and getting out." He didn't really think Bill would purposefully abandon him or Ben or anyone for that matter, but he did know how easy it would be to panic in that kind of situation and think of getting out first and foremost rather than trying to find anyone else.

He let his eyes close when Bill's fingers pet through his hair, like a particularly pampered pet enjoying the easy affection even while they were toeing their way into heavier topics.

And then Bill told him a little bit about where he was from, a war when he'd been young, his parents had fought and well Klaus knew a little bit about that kind of worse that Bill mentioned and he nodded. It helped that Bill didn't need all of it explained, that he had a baseline and even if he hadn't Klaus was pretty certain that he was the kind of person that could fill in the gaps.

"I was in Vietnam, do you - where your from have you heard of that? The war there?" There had been no magic involved in any of it as far as Klaus knew, so he wasn't certain it was the sort of thing that had transferred over, "I bounced in time, disappeared out of my life and reappeared fifty years in the past and in the middle of a damn war zone. They thought I was a soldier."

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hexes_n_hearts
2019-09-01 07:31 am UTC (link)

"It's easier to keep a clear head when you've got a wand up your sleeve," Bill said with a little shrug. If he'd been defenseless against it all, honestly he didn't know how he might have reacted. But he couldn't know. What he did know was finding the people he knew, the people that were his people had been what came into his head and he'd done just that.

Bill thought about it for a moment before he nodded slowly. "That was a muggle thing, we didn't get involved, but it happened," Bill agreed after a moment. Where there was people there was war, magic or not and it was awful but it just was. He gently wound a curl of Klaus's hair around his finger from behind his ear, stroking his thumb back and forth along the cut of his jaw.

He wanted to know more, but he also didn't want to pressure him or push for information. Bill tilted his head a little and nodded, hoping to give him the space to continue on his own and tell him what he'd wanted to.

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quietthedead
2019-09-01 07:51 am UTC (link)

Maybe things would have been different if he'd had a gun in his hands, or if he'd been like Bill and had a wand, but Klaus was just Klaus in Vegas and here and the only weapon he ever had felt comfortable with had been Ben and well... that wasn't really a thing any more. So it was no wonder things had gone down the way they did in Vegas.

But he nodded while Bill told him that wizards hadn't been involved in Vietnam where he was from, but it was something they'd been aware of. But how could they not have been really? The whole world had learned about Vietnam where Klaus was from, seen what they'd done and known what a mistake it was in the end. That had been the extent of his knowledge before he'd ended up there, that it was all a mistake, he hadn't really known the reality of it, but he knew it now. And that knowledge was written inside of him in all those deep dark places that rarely ever saw the light of day.

"It was -" He started and stopped not sure he could actually put into words the reality of that place. "I've never really belonged anywhere," He said instead, "Even in my own family I was always a touch out of step, never did live up to dear old dad's expectations, and as soon as I was able to go my own way I did. It was no different there in Vietnam, I wasn't supposed to be there. I didn't fit in with any of those guys, but we - we were a family." All of them, the entire 173rd, they'd been a family, more than he'd ever been with his actual family apart from Ben. But he and Ben, well they were another story all together.

"I've never seen anything like what I did while I was there," He couldn't bring himself to say the truth of it, the loss of Dave, the death of the others in his brigade, the pain etched on the faces of his fellow soldiers, the drunken drug fueled haze they'd all been in just to make it through each day there.

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hexes_n_hearts
2019-09-02 01:28 am UTC (link)

It was hard for Klaus to talk about, Bill could see that and for good reason. The horrors of war weren't something to be taken lightly. Bill remembered the broken families, The Longbottoms, The Potters, so many families torn apart of gone altogether. People moved on but they never really recovered, not from something like that. Like how Klaus hid the wounds of it so well, covered it with flirting and a cute smile. But it was always there and Bill had glimpsed it in Vegas.

"Good, let's hope you never see anything like that again," Bill told him softly. He didn't want to tell him he was sorry, it was just words and it wouldn't help, not with something so real like that.

Bill had never really belonged any place either. Which was maybe why he'd gone to such an effort to belong every place. If he was the best, the smartest, the most charming, he could escape just being one of many. "You look like you're belonging right here just fine," Bill said as he leaned in to kiss his neck again, slow and gentle.

He thought for a moment before he pulled back, reaching behind himself to grab his wand from where it was tucked into his belt. "Here," he offered the handle toward Klaus. It was so personal, fucking was easy but his wand? It was irreplaceable. "Try it out."

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quietthedead
2019-09-02 10:26 am UTC (link)

Klaus wasn't sure he'd be able to survive going through anything like Vietnam a second time. He was never meant to be a soldier and yet he'd been pulled into a war that was too far in the past for him to have had any real connection to - but it was all real to him, he could still remember the smell of it, the stink of heat and sweat and shit and blood and gun powder and all of it and it made him want to be sick.

He nodded as Bill hoped for him, he wanted it to be true, needed it to be true.

And when Bill pressed a kiss to his neck he let his eyes close for just a moment as he basked in that easy kind of affection. And Bill's easy words that he belonged there. "Feels good here," He confessed. Not just right here in this immediate moment, but in town too. In this place. Which maybe should have bothered him, they had the world to save, he needed to find the rest of his siblings, but here with Ben and with Bill and with the others that had become his friends? It felt good. And it felt like a place he managed to fit.

There was surprise though on his face when Bill offered him his wand. Klaus wasn't certain that he should take it, that it was right or even safe. It wasn't a gun or the kind of weapon he saw used most often, in fact he'd seen it used far more simply as Bill moved through his day than he ever had as any sort of weapon, but he'd seen in Vegas the way Bill used it to fight. And now here he was offering it to Klaus. His eyes moved back and forth for a few long and drawn out moments from the offered handle and Bill's face before he reached out for it - trusting. "I - don't know what to do."

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hexes_n_hearts
2019-09-03 12:43 am UTC (link)

Kissing was easy and Bill liked both easy and kissing. That's what had attracted him to Klaus at first, how easy it was and how easily he was drawn in. There was some magnetism between them and Bill had just relaxed into it, into him. Then there was Ben as well and they were obviously kind of a package deal, you couldn't really have one without the other and Bill understood that. He also understood not wanting to go home, how being here was easier than where he'd come from. The newspaper article about his dead brother weighed down the inside of his pocket and Bill didn't want to go home to that reality.

Klaus reached for the wand and Bill smiled encouragingly, placing it in his hand. "Now when we get old enough to start school, we go and we buy a wand. The wand chooses the wizard they say," he explained. "But that doesn't mean we can't use other wizard's wands. This is thirteen inches, beech wood, Dragon Heartstring core," Bill explained to him.

"How does it feel?" He asked as he curled his fingers around Klaus's.

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quietthedead
2019-09-03 02:44 am UTC (link)

This world was complicated, and the more they saw and did made it that much more complicated. Going back was not something Klaus wanted to do, he didn't want to be responsible for saving the world, and if the time came when they did have to leave this place that was exactly what it would be, there would be expectations on them, they would have to find a way to stop the apocalypse. Though Klaus wasn't entirely certain that they weren't the cause of it in the first place, if they weren't there maybe it wouldn't happen at all?

He listened as he took the wand Bill offered him, holding it carefully, not certain if anything would happen just because he touched it or not. And he let Bill explain about how it worked where he was from. "Dragon heartstring?" He asked, for some reason the idea that there might be dragons too was a surprise to him, but one that he couldn't help but be delighted by, just like so much of the magic that Bill showed him. "For real?"

Bill's hand on his, steadied him, and he felt the weight of the wand, tried to see if he could tell anything about it as he held on to it, and though there wasn't some amazing display of magic simply because he'd touched it there was something. "It's - I don't know what to call it, how to describe it." He told him, "I can feel something there, maybe the magic?" He didn't know if wands had the magic in them or if it was the wizard who simply used it, but he felt something there.

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hexes_n_hearts
2019-09-05 01:13 am UTC (link)

It wasn't like Bill was trying to change the subject. But what he was trying to do was reassure him. In Vegas Klaus had felt defenseless and Bill had hated seeing the fear there, he never wanted him to feel like that again. In the world he was from he hadn't heard of wizards like him, or magic, but that didn't mean he didn't have it. Besides Bill had always thought there was something magic about him anyway. "Yes, for real," Bill said with a smile. "When I hold another wizard's wand it feels like a wand, when I hold my own it feels like something else," he explained with a smile. "Like an extension of my arm."

He grinned when Klaus told him he could feel something and nodded. "Your own magic, maybe a bit of mine, too," Bill said with a wink. He moved behind him, so his chest and stomach were pressed to Klaus back, wrapping around him a little.

"Just relax," he urged as he talked against his ear, placing a kiss beneath it. "Just feel it in you, then use the wand to channel it," Bill encouraged as he held his hand a little tighter.

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quietthedead
2019-09-06 02:45 am UTC (link)

Okay they were going to have to have a talk about dragons later because Klaus was more than eager to hear about that part of Bill's world. Here he'd been just picturing magic and apparently there were magical animals too, what a fool he'd been to limit his imagination that way. But no longer. Still he listened as Bill explained what wands felt like to him, his own verses wands that belonged to others, how his was an extension of his own arm.

As Bill shifted, holding Klaus against his chest and speaking against his ear he let himself picture it, what it might be like to have a bit of magic himself. Bill seemed to think he might have some, though he wasn't certain he believed that just yet, but he did feel something. Whether it was magic of his own or Bill's remained to be seen.

He closed his eyes when Bill pressed a kiss beneath his ear, breathing out and trying to relax and at the same time trying to feel that feeling that was magic. "I really hope I don't - I don't know, explode something," He said with a huff, breaking that moment for just a second before he took another breath and tried again. Exhaling as he really tried to feel it - the same warmth he'd felt initially, not just the heat of Bill's body against his, but the way it centered there in his hand with Bill's around his.

"Do you feel that?" Like the wand was pulling at something, some part of him maybe, or maybe it was Bill. He wasn't quite ready to say it was from him yet - it seemed too strange that this could be something he could do.

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hexes_n_hearts
2019-09-10 06:35 am UTC (link)

Bill felt his own magic, but that wasn't what Klaus was feeling and it was kind of wonderful and thrilling to be there for the first time he even seemed to really consider such a thing.

He laughed against his ear as he nuzzled against him again. "You're not going to explode anything," Bill assured him. "Just relax, don't push or anything, just feel it," he said as he watched Klaus hand on the wand, adjusting his grip a little bit. "This is my wand, made for me, if anyone can use it? You can."

Bill grinned when he asked him if he felt it, giving his head a quick shake. "No I don't feel it, only you can." He lifted Klaus hand up, gently positioning his wrist. "Now just give it a wave," Bill told him as he let go, letting him steer the movement now. But he didn't move away, his hand moved to Klaus' hips, holding firmly to him.

Okay, Klaus with his wand was more than a little sexy.

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quietthedead
2019-09-10 07:09 am UTC (link)

Bill's faith in him was it's own kind of magic really. Ben believed in him - he'd always said Klaus could do better, even when Klaus had refused to believe it himself. But Bill was... well he wasn't family the way Ben was. He didn't owe him any kind of faith and yet here he was doing just that. Reassuring Klaus when things had felt too heavy to carry and promising that he could do this.

He couldn't help but grin as Bill nuzzled against him just a bit, it was warm and comforting and made him relax a bit more about the idea that this was something he could get some kind of handle on.

Allowing Bill to move his hand a bit, showing him how to hold his wrist as he tried to channel some of what he felt through the wand, not pushing or forcing it just letting it happen. He felt... not dizzy, that was the wrong word, but he felt like he was chasing after a high and yet not that either.

"If you're sure." He breathed when Bill let him go, a hand on his waist now rather than his wrist and he tried to think about all the times he'd seen Bill do magic, little things, like turning on the lights or moving things here and there, all with just a wave of his wand and so that was what was in his head as he gave the wand a wave, slow and tentative, worried about what the wand might do in his hand, but he could feel that there was something there even without Bill's hand on his and he thought maybe that meant it must be true - there must be some kind of magic in him and he thought maybe this was something he could do.

The rattling of a cup as he slowly began to sort of tentatively scoot it's way across the counter was proof enough.

"Holy shit."

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hexes_n_hearts
2019-09-10 12:10 pm UTC (link)

Bill was a pretty good judge of character. There was what you could see and then there was what was underneath all that and if you were quiet and you listened and took a little time, you got to see it. That's what he'd found with Klaus. Maybe he was a little flaky, a little troubled. But he was sweet and he wanted what everyone wanted; to belong.

"I'm sure," Bill said softly against his ear. He stayed still, there was no rush, it would happen in its own time and he stayed with him, just breathing. For a beat there was nothing and then Bill watched as the cup in front of them moved as Klaus sent it jumping forward.

He grinned, wide and bright as he wrapped both his arms around Klaus' waist and spun him around. "Bloody brilliant!" Bill proclaimed. Not just because he was right, okay partly because he was right, but because it was a special moment for any young wizard. Especially one who'd never known he was one!

"I knew it!" Bill said happily as he set him back down on his feet.

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quietthedead
2019-09-10 11:24 pm UTC (link)

He was still stunned by the way the cup moved, not nearly as smoothly as it might have done if Bill was doing it - it wasn't practiced or gentle, but it was movement and Klaus could hardly believe it, his had been the only hand on the wand and before he could truly wrap his mind around it Bill had swept him up in his arms and spun him around, crowing over what he'd done because well - it was fucking amazing.

"Did you see that?" He swung his arm wide pointing back toward the cup though he knew Bill had he still just couldn't believe it even back on his own two feet once more. "That was.... fuck, Bill."

He didn't even know how to make sense of this, to the idea that maybe what he and his siblings had in their world was considered powers, or abilities or whatever their father had wanted to call it, but it could be similar to what Bill could do and what he was in his own world. He felt overwhelmed with emotion by it - which maybe was a ridiculous reaction, but after everything, after Vegas and after the drugs had shown up and after laying himself bare in front of Bill he'd felt so powerless, like there was nothing left for him. But here was the proof that it wasn't the case, that he had power in him even when his abilities seemed useless.

He had magic in him.

"What - What does this mean? I mean.... what do we do now?" Because there had to be more right? Klaus wanted more of this.

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hexes_n_hearts
2019-09-10 11:43 pm UTC (link)

"Too right I saw that, love!" Bill was obviously thrilled, beaming at him with pride and admiration. Sure it was just a twitch of a cup, but it was magic and having seen how Klaus loved Bill's magic to see him with some of his own? It was special. Klaus had felt powerless and afraid in Vegas, unable to protect himself and Bill didn't just want to promise to be there to protect him. No he wanted the other man to feel like he could protect himself, to have that kind of independence.

Klaus asked him what they did now and Bill, well he took just about any in he could get and took that moment to kiss him. He walked him back against the cabinets, pushing him up to sit on them as he kissed him long and deep. Of course kissing gave way to getting under his shirt which quickly lead to getting into his trousers and Bill didn't get out of any of his own clothes, frantic simply from the utter excitement and the delicious tightness of Klaus open and wet around his fingers.

Bill pinned Klaus hand over his head, wand still in his hand as he fucked him rough and slow, unable to decide what to watch the wand or the way his cock pushed into him and settling with looking between the two. His hand joined Klaus's on the wand and he was careful to aim it above their heads, red and gold snowflakes erupting from the end as he bit down on Klaus' shoulder. "Looks like it means you really are magic," Bill grit out and sure it was late but he'd been busy.

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quietthedead
2019-09-11 06:41 pm UTC (link)

Never one to turn down a shift like this, even at a time like this, Klaus went easily pressing against Bill, sinking into the heat of his kiss and then more until Bill had his hands pinned and was fucking into him. It was exactly what he'd needed, exactly how he needed it.

A celebration, and pride, and that overwhelming wave of emotion that had swept over him after his show of magic. Klaus groaned as Bill moved with him, arching against him and drawing him as close as he could get in that moment needing each and every thrust of his hips as they met his.

"Fuck," He gasped, the shower of red and gold overhead only pushed him higher a reminder of what had gotten them right here to this point and Klaus tightened his hold on Bill like he could possibly get him any bit closer than he was already. "You knew it," He still couldn't believe that, that Bill had seen it in him, that he'd known somehow that Klaus had this in him. "You're gonna-" He panted, pausing as he groaned and canted his hips and tipped his head back to watch the way the wand erupted over their heads. "You're gonna have to show me everything."

It wasn't the way it had been with his father, his day of the week to be pushed and tortured until they'd learned what he could do, how it worked. Bill was different, this entire situation was different. And Klaus wanted every bit of it he could get.

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hexes_n_hearts
2019-09-12 12:05 am UTC (link)

Bill was good with emotion, when he could express it how he needed to. Like how this seemed the only way, the only way to properly express it. He was just so proud and thrilled and spinning Klaus around and around wasn't nearly as satisfying as getting to be inside him, coming together to share something so monumental.

He slid his hand up Klaus spine and into his hair, pulling his head back hard as he drove his hips up. "Everything, absolutely everything," Bill promised breathless and raspy. Usually he was more careful, but it wasn't the first time and he knew that the other man liked, how he liked to be touched.

"There's just something about you," Bill told him. "Both of you," oh and it was a shame Ben wasn't there, that might be all that could have made it better. But he was far too far gone to regroup later, Klaus was all skin and heat and he looked utterly blissful was it snowed down onto his face.

He couldn't hold back, Bill's hips stuttered and he groaned low and soft as he came. Which would have been where he stayed except Klaus was still wonderfully hard and he pulled out before sinking to his knees. It was messy, Klaus' cock hit the back of his throat and he gagged a little, but Bill felt messy and giddy so it seemed perfect.

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quietthedead
2019-09-13 07:44 am UTC (link)

Bill was good at that, making the kind of promises that Klaus was absolutely certain he could follow up on. At catching Klaus up in this kind of thing that was irresistible and heated and sudden and sharp and everything he'd needed. Those feelings that had crept up on him about Vegas about the war about home all of it melted away as Bill had set his hand on his hip and promised him that he could do this.

It was the kind of moment he'd hold on to fiercely, one he'd tell Ben about, and his siblings later, though right here in this moment part of him wanted to keep it for himself. To grasp it tightly and hold it against his chest and know this one amazing thing was his alone. but then Bill said it - something about both of them. Not just Klaus but Ben too and he knew he needed Ben to know too. He wanted Ben to know it, to share this with him, all of it the amazing feeling of knowing there was something magical about him, but also this moment too. The heat of it and the intensity Ben would fit well here.

Too soon Bill was coming apart while Klaus was still flying, and he only soared higher when Bill suddenly went to his knees taking Klaus into the heat of his mouth and all of it was too much. The magic and the way Bill touched him, and the way he'd fucked him, and now this - the wet heat of his mouth left Klaus panting. "Fuck, Bill." He reached out to steady himself, fingers tangling into Bill's hair. Bill pulled him over that edge far sooner than Klaus might have liked and yet everything about it was just right as he came suddenly, with a grunt as he gave in to this wild desperate need that had been building in him since Bill had put his wand in Klaus' hand.

Klaus groaned, only just holding himself up as he urged Bill up once more, pressing a messy sloppy sort of kiss to his mouth, letting the last of that intensity drain out of them both. "There's something about you too."

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hexes_n_hearts
2019-09-13 12:12 pm UTC (link)

He wasn't about making promises he couldn't keep, saying pretty words for the sake of hearing his own voice. Klaus had needed comforting, reassurance that he wasn't powerless and Bill only gave it to him because he knew it was true. It wouldn't be easy sharing a wand, but maybe they could find another, maybe they could find a place where they could find Klaus's wand. But he could teach him regardless, both of them if they wanted to learn.

He wasn't usually one to finish so fast, but he was so caught up in it, in the heat and grip of his body and the moment. Klaus' hands slid into his hair and he groaned around him, enjoying every second of it. He was gorgeous and Bill watched with hooded eyes as he came apart, arched and so pretty.

Standing back up he dropped his head down onto Klaus' shoulder and laughed, all soft and melted at the edges. "I'd bloody well hope so, love," Bill told him.

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quietthedead
2019-09-14 08:31 am UTC (link)

Bill was everything Klaus had needed in that moment, in so many moments it turned out - in ways that Klaus hadn't really known that he needed until Bill had been right there showing him the need that he'd seen and taken upon himself to fill. He was so much of what Klaus needed it was very nearly overwhelming and it left him holding on to Bill even as he got to his feet.

He huffed softly, fingers going to the back of Bill's neck as he leaned over him, the both of them wrung out after everything. "Just in case you'd forgotten." He said with a small smirk, still catching his breath as he held Bill close.

It was a new feeling for Klaus, this sort of buoyed sensation that came after his little display of magic and then Bill pulling him to pieces after. Maybe something like excitement, an eager anticipation for what came next. Not immediately perhaps, he wanted to hang on to this moment a little longer before they moved on, bask in the warm press of Bill and the easy relaxation that coursed through his veins. But there would be more of this all too soon.

"You planning on rewarding me like that every time I manage to do a bit of magic?" He teased with a small smirk that he pressed against Bill's temple.

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