Dreams
"Klaus."
Just hearing her voice makes me smile. I refuse to open my eyes.
She chuckles lightly.
"Klaus. I know you're awake."
I don't respond, but feel my smile widen.
"Oh. I see. You dont want to wake up?" She kisses my bare chest, making my friend between my legs twitch. "You'll wake up. One way," she licks my nipple, making me groan, "or another."
She jumps on top of me, kissing and sucking on my neck. I wrap my arms around her, feeling her warm, satin skin aganist me. Not ceasing on her assault on my neck, She lowers herself just enough to rub her core along my hardened friend, slowly driving me mad.
Steadily dominating me.
I suddenly flip us over, putting me on top. I pin her between my legs, my right hand holding both her wrists above her head.
I finally open my eyes and take in her light, her perfection.
She lays naked before me, her blond curls spreading across the pillow beneath her. Her blue eyes are intense with yearning and passion. Her nipples are hard for me, the smell of her arousal making me throb, awakening the beast within me that ached to devour her.
"Remember love, I'm the alpha male."
"You're wrong."
"Oh? Why don't you enlighten me?"
My vixen smiles devilishly at me. "You're a king."
She somehow breaks free, and flips us again. "And I'm your queen," she whispers in my ear.
She bites my neck, escalating my desire for her exponentially.
I gasp, taking in my dark New Orleans bedroom around me.
I growl, frustrated.
Again. Again with these accursed dreams of Caroline.
They've gotten worse. The longer I stay away from that snore fest town called Mystic Falls and her, the more frequent these dreams of that baby vampire become. I'm still at a loss as to when I became a horny teenage boy instead of the 1000 year old, unstoppable hybrid that everyone knew me to be.
But these dreams were so real and felt more like a beacon calling me back to her.
"I don't think it's working. We've been doing this for years," says a male voice with a slight accent.
That voice. So familiar...
"Shut your mouth! He can hear you!" says a woman in a harsh whisper.
I sit up from my bed and turn my head to the window facing the street.
Three rooftops away, I see a caramel toned woman with brown hair and grey eyes and a hooded man next to her.
I smile. Well, well, well. What's the Bennett witch doing here?
"Oh God," her eyes widen with fear as she notices I've seen her and she starts to run.
In a flash, I jump out the window and cut her off at a nearby ally.
"Hello sweetheart. It's been awhile."
Before she can react, I grab her by the neck, lifting her clear off her feet.
"Now tell me what you and your little boyfriend are up to."
She raises her hand and instantly my head feels like its splitting in two. Yelling in pain, I let her go, falling to my knees.
"Now Klaus, let's talk like civilized men and women."
"Damn you...witch," I manage to growl
I hear footsteps approaching us. So does she, causing her to break her concentration.
Big mistake.
I rush at her, ready to snap her neck before I'm intercepted and pinned to a wall by the man in the hoodie.
It falls back, revealing the man underneath.
"Kol?"
"Hello Big Brother."
"Impossible. I saw your body. You're..."
"Dead?" He lets me go. "Not anymore. Thanks to my favorite witch here." He walks to Bonnie, giving her a michivious grin before turning back to me.
"Alright witch. Start talking. I haven't got all night."
"Silas," she says.
I roll my eyes. "Really? You lot still haven't figured out how to rid yourselves of him? It's only been, I don't know, 20 years," I spat.
"Klaus. It's more complicated than it seems. Turns out the cure wasn't a cure at all. "
"What?"
"The cure was really a potion that would create a supernatural hybrid."
I just stared at her, not getting it.
She sighs. "We all know that Qestiyah was in love with Silas and made him immortal. What we didn't know was that there was no other woman Silas loved and wasn't interested in dying at all. What he really wanted was to become the most powerful being on earth. To be both a vampire and a witch ."
"Okay. That would be a problem," I admit. "But if memory serves me correctly, didn't he get that blasted potion from Elijah years ago?"
"Yes. But the potion is not complete. So he can't take it. He needs to get the missing ingredients."
"Which are?"
She gives Kol a sidelong glance.
"We don't know."
"Of course you don't." Why are these things so bloody inconvenient? They really should have a manual for all these supernatural events and beings.
"I consulted a witch here for answers. Between the both of us, all we were able to get out of the spirits is that all the ingredients revolve around the desires of the King of New Orleans. You Klaus."
I put a hand over my heart, feigning overwhelming emotion.
"Truly? I'm touched sweetheart. Does our beloved Silas know that I am the fairy godfather that'll make all his wishes come true?" I mock, batting my eyelashes.
I catch Kol's smirk. As much I hate to admit it, I missed the bloke. How is he even standing here? I wonder.
"No," says Bonnie.
"Grand. Lets keep it that way shall we?"
Last thing I need is Silas here with his bloody illusions. I remember the last time he was in my head. That white oak stake missing my heart. The splinters slivering in my chest...I shiver at the memory. At least Caroline was there. Who knows where I would of been...
I shake my head. Banishing her image that began to seep into my mind.
Bonnie's eyes narrow. "This isn't a joke Klaus," the witch says venomously.
"I know. This conversation is. If you'll excuse me," i say, turning around. "Coming brother? I would much rather like to hear about life on the other side and your purpose here."
I start to walk away, now officially bored.
Kol flares up at Bonnie. "I told you! A waste of time! All these years waiting for that spell to work!"
"No it wasn't!" She shouts back. "God Kol! You can be so annoying!"
They continue to bicker as I say: "I'll let you kids have at it. I'm going back to bed." i wave casually as I continue to walk down the alleyway.
She turns her attention at me. "So I guess Caroline doesn't count? I saw into your head Klaus. I know what the spell made you see. You still love her," she calls after me.
I stop walking. "Caroline and I are just friends," I say to myself more than to her.
"I'm not thrilled about it, trust me. But that spell is made to reveal to you your desires and it wont stop till they're fullfilled. Remember the clue about the ingredients? If you've been dreaming of Caroline, she's in danger. When Silas finds out, he's going to go after her and kill her!"
I clench my fists and whirl around.
"Then why are you wasting your time over here?" I ask furiously."Why aren't you in Mystic falls protecting her?!"
"Ooh! Bonnie! I think you're right! Judging from his reaction, The blonde does make my brother go mad. Bet his dreams were of a wet nature..." Kol chuckles.
"Shut up Kol," i hiss. Can't believe I was actually thinking I missed him. He already needs to daggered.
He gives me an exaggerated hurt look.
"Answer my question witch," I snap.
"Your dearly beloved isn't in mystic falls, brother," Kol answers instead, his playful grin returning. "She's here in New Orleans."
Okay. Now things are interesting.
A/N Totally got inspired to write my own story reading all the fabulous Fanfiction on this site. I'm real excited to write this piece! No worries, Klaroline is coming within the next 2 chapters. Definetely leave me some feedback especially with this being my first story and all. Hope you guys enjoy ;).