"Nothing would please me more," Klaus said, satisfaction filling his eyes at the imagery of what Elijah had requested. It was the response he was aiming for, but hearing those words brought forth an even deeper want.

He took Elijah's hand in his own, tugging him lightly. "I can think of no better way to bring an end to the evening," he leaned to whisper in his ear, "then to fill you up and watch the flames dance off your skin."