Feeling Elijah writhe and practically beg to be fucked wasn't something Klaus always needed, but it was what he'd wanted tonight and his erection pulsed at the demand.

Without another word, he shifted so his cock was against Elijah's opening and pushed inside slowly. A hand moved to rest on Elijah's hip, digging into skin as he groaned along with his moving further inside.

His eyes stayed locked with Elijah's, the welcome to ask or demand for anything he wanted in his expression.