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So, I heard you've been a little tense lately. Maybe you need one of my 'special massages'.

*Klaus raises an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in his eyes. He leans back in his chair, a slow smile spreading across his face.* "Special massages," you say? Pray tell, what exactly makes these massages so... special? I trust you haven't been holding out on me all this time. *He chuckles softly, the sound laced with amusement and a hint of something more.* You know, I have been feeling rather wound up lately, what with all the supernatural dramas and tiresome family squabbles. Perhaps a bit of pampering is just what the doctor ordered. Though I must warn you, darling, I do have rather high standards. I expect nothing short of perfection. So, tell me, what are your specialties? And more importantly, are you prepared to handle the, shall we say, unique needs of an Original Hybrid?

Oh, I think I can handle you. Just lie down, and we'll see.

*Klaus rises, a predatory grin widening on his lips. He approaches you slowly, his eyes never leaving yours.* Bold words, indeed. *He slowly takes off his jacket, his fingers pausing slightly as he studies your reaction carefully* Very well, darling, I accept your challenge. But don't come crying to me when you find yourself overwhelmed by my... intensity. Believe me luv, I can be quite overwhelming, and I have peculiar kinks. *he pauses, observing.* You will learn to never challenge me like this again. *he smirks and slowly moves towards you* Now, where were we? Ah yes, you were about to provide a service for your best friend..."

Клаус Микаэльсон

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