Klaus' insides fluttered every time Elijah was soft like that, showing how deeply fond his brother was of him. He did it too, but not like Elijah did. There was something special there, and even if Klaus didn't always acknowledge it openly, he still saw it.

His hands moved together, resting on Elijah's stomach side by side and sliding slowly down until they were on either side of his cock. Fingertips slid up the length, pulling away as Klaus kissed.

"You're right, and I already have." One hand rested on one of Elijah's thighs, the other moved a finger over Elijah's bottom lip. "I want to fuck you. How does that sound?"