The night had been symphony of clinking glasses and untold secrets. Smiles brighter then the sun illuminated the rooms we moved through and stories sunk into the walls as they listened to us. Music had been left playing in the parlour but we hadn't stopped moving since then.

"So when is it? When are you fated to end the world?" Klaus pried as i laughed joyfully.

"There is no set time Nik." I mused as he glanced over the painting hung in my library. The painting depicted pure chaos and at its centre four figures stood silently.

"The witches only foresaw what happens and why." He hummed as the words left me, a mess of nonchalance at its finest.

"So why?" He asked instead as i turned on my heel, pacing to an old book Kyrin had left open on one of the desks.

"One of us will one day lose, perhaps our shadowmate, a child or a friend who has lasted a life time and in our turmoil the world will suffer." I shrugged, of course the tale ran deeper and more difficult but those were the bases.

"So you destroy it out of mourning?" Klaus asked taking the book from my hands, i turned to lean back on the desk my eyes alight with bitten excitement.

"The day will be sad for all but the anger will perish our sorrows. It begins with a city and then Leons plagues will spread, Ezra will diminish crops, I will build armies to slaughter the populations and Kyrin will revive war lords to aid me. Those we wish to live through it all will be revived by him in the end and we will live on, in a world pure." I laughed it off despite the harshness hidden in it.

"It must be stressful to bare such a power." I shuck my head at him because truly it was not.

"Here you stand with the power to enslave the minds of not only man but vampires alike, should you wish it you could be king of the world, rule it instead of destroying it. Perhaps that is the harder task." Klaus was quick to close the book in his hand, placing it back down where Kyrin would find it later. His eyes rose to the painting once more before flitting back to me.

As if trying to spot any similarity.

"To conquer ones enemy instead of killing them. Which is a worse fate?" He mused walking to stand in front of me, from where i leant back he seemed to tower above me, more so then before.

"Did your parents know of what they created when your father cast the spell?" A monster in the making?

"My father was riddled with rage to small minded people, who had taken the woman he loved with only the justification of her species. He wanted us to punish them no doubt, to realise we were indeed above them all." He moved closer as i spoke.

"He loved her fiercely." Klaus mused.

"With everything he had, he wanted his children to experience such affection. So perhaps in a way he knew we would act just as brash when someone we loved was taken, just as he had the night she passed." Barely a breath between us now.

"He would have loved you as would have my mother." I continued, studying his face.

"Is that so?" My breathing faltered as his lips caressed the skin on my neck, his hum shaking the soul situated in my body.

"Family is everything and you seem to know that Nik." I assured. Yes my parents would have loved him, he would have had a family with us. A pack. Protected and loved and safe-

My thoughts were cut of as he hit the mark on my neck, my body shrinking away to shudder. Hands grasping at the wooden desk as the sensation tore through me.

"Not fair hybrid." One hand rose to push at his chest as he did not relent, an animalistic growl of something new tore from me.

Forcing me to subdue him to the same sensation.

With a little extra push his lips were forced to leave my skin, we stood only a breath apart, my eyes staring back at his amused ones.

"Distracted love?" Klaus asked as my eyes lit, his amber ones stared back with just as much vigour. Slowly i rose my hand from his chest, trailing it to his lips as i traced there outline. For a seconded i was conflicted, on placing mine to them or seeking revenge.

My mind was made the moment my hand slid into his hair, revealing the mark i had once placed in all it's glory. It was an effort to not touch, more so when my lips got closer and i felt his heart shudder at the affect.

This was why he had not stopped, the affect was to maddening.

I caressed slowly to begin, a peck to taunt and tease, a nip to entrance and then a lingering kiss, forcing his body to shudder against my own. I didn't linger as long as he had, unable to as his hands roamed the length of my body. My lips moved upwards as his hands did, sparing a moment for air before descending upon his.

It was pure passion, need and want. Addicted to a scent and a feeling, rocked into one tidal wave of ecstasy. Surroundings melted away and something began to bloom. Whether the liquor of the night had fuelled us in a drunken spur or something had changed between us, it didn't matter.

Because Klaus's lips on mine were right then. He was everything and all. Home, comfort, safety, wrapped in a man who belonged in my arms. And i in turn in his.

Caution was thrown out of the window, worries along with it and that hazy passion turned feral. The motions rocking into one blatant need and want with two people who were now willing to risk the havoc in hope for peace.

My back hit the desk and his tongue delved to mine.

Liquor dancing with my own, his heart humming along to mine. It took a moment of hesitation to stop this, just one mewl for it to stop but neither of us were willing to give it and neither wanted to. I was content with that and so was Klaus. Now the night did not seem so dark.