Untitled: Klonnie Snippet
(part of a follow up to Like the Sacrificial Lamb that You Are)
(gif not mine. More to come by the weekend? Who knows!)
“So very insolent,” Klaus continues as if she has not even spoken. He lowers his head, their faces close now. He has a look – one that she realizes she is familiar with. She shakes her head immediately, pushing against him. He slams her back against the door with an easy thrust of his hips. “Bonnie, love, I don’t go around sharing secrets especially when they are demanded of me by some impetuous little witch who has more guts than brains. Hmm, did you tell anyone where you were going? No, of course you didn’t. Otherwise we would have been so rudely interrupted already. Unwise decision on your part.”
For the first time since she has laid eyes on him this night she is afraid.
Bonnie is not in denial about her own abilities. She is powerful. But it’s not enough –not with him. Still, she uses what she can to throw him aside, and doesn’t wait to watch him skitter across the floor to crash into the fireplace.
She runs.
She wonders how far she gets before he lifts her off the ground. Her feet are still moving as he bands an arm around her waist and pulls her flush against him. She reacts like a wounded animal would, lashing out blindly but he easily stills her. She wishes she could see his face. She wants to see the monster that is about to rip into her throat. He buries his head in the crook of her neck and she tenses. She expects teeth but gets lips instead. She is suddenly glad that they are not face to face. She doesn’t want to him to see the confusion there.
“I did promise not to bite you, didn’t I?” He muses, his mouth near the shell of her ear. “I can see now that was entirely foolish of me.”
Bonnie doesn’t answer. Because the implication of what he is saying doesn’t sit well in the pit of her stomach. She is frozen in his grasp, her eyes locked on the trees in front of her.
He chuckles and she squirms as her body reacts to the sound.
“Oh, love, we are in so much trouble aren’t we?’’
