A/N- I have an essay due soon which means...procrasti-writing!
First section is Morning People, this story is a continuation of Bad Boy's Don't and Bad Girl's Don't, I'd suggest you read those two one-shots first as they set the scene.
Disclaimer- I own nothing associated with TVD or TO.
Caroline Forbes was exhausted as she climbed out of the shower and barely remembered to wrap the towel around her body before walking to her bedroom.
Sleep was a little harder to come by for her these days.
Not only did she have to chair three different Prom committees, not to mention the various charities around town- which all wanted to throw events this summer- she also had to worry about the Founding Family council throwing vervein in the water supply, the weird 'animal' attacks that kept popping up throughout the forest which surprisingly had nothing to do with Damon or any of the other various supernaturals in town.
And on the off chance she was able to snatch eight hours in her bed there was always the dreams and fantasies of Klaus ripping off her clothes and ravaging her body running rampant through her mind.
So when she does step into her bedroom to find the Original hybrid sprawled on her bed she momentarily panics thinking she's caught in another dream.
But the slow smile spreading across his face has her body tingling in a way the dreams could never do, she bites her lower lip and matches his grin, suddenly all too aware that there's only a thin towel, faded red t-shirt, jeans and a pair of silk boxers preventing total nudity.
"Caroline!"
She gasps and quickly slams her door shut, definitely wide awake now because her mother never ever makes an appearance in her sex dreams.
Thank God.
"Yeah mom?" Caroline calls through the door, rolling her eyes at Klaus who only shrugs with complete nonchalance. His bright blue eyes are fixated on the hem line of her towel, travelling up slowly to where it's tucked in just above her breasts. He raises his eyebrows hopefully and she purses her lips to keep from laughing at his suggestion.
"Do you want me to grab you lunch today honey?" Liz shouts from the hall as she gets ready for work,
"I know you hate the cafeteria food and I'm going past your favourite deli anyway…"
"That'd be great thanks! Turkey club please"
She sexily shimmies down the door and back up again with a teasing smile on her face, careful to arch her back so that the towel doesn't get caught against the wood before running her fingers down her chest to where with one simple tug she'd be bearing herself to Klaus' all too eager eyes.
She knows she should be panicking right now.
She's got the Original hybrid hanging out in her bedroom with dishonest intentions while her armed mother is barely ten feet away.
If she caught them…well it wouldn't be pretty.
But the risk of being caught gives her a thrill that has her blood pumping and her body heating up, desire already pooling in her stomach just having him in such close proximity when she's so undressed.
With an artistic flourish she pulls her hand away from the towel, leaving it wrapped around her body and he pouts with disappointment. She just shrugs, and sashays over to her closet with more sway in her walk than strictly necessary, pulling it open and deciding that she'll wear her black boots today.
For no other reason than they're at the bottom of her closet and she'll have to bend right over to grab them giving Klaus a nice view.
A hand darts between her thighs and fingers teasingly wiggle across her juncture before pinching her backside. She straightens up with a squeal of surprise and spins around to find the suspect not even a foot away from her,
"Klaus!"
"Shush" he cheekily presses a finger to his lips, "Can't have mother finding out there's a monster intent on despoiling her precious, virtuous daughter"
She snorts at that. By this point she and Klaus have already told each other, in explicit detail with demonstration, about all the ways they planned to despoil one another once they got the chance.
"Bye sweetie!"
"Bye mom!" Caroline shouts back as the jangle of the front door closing and the footfalls on the pavement told her that they were finally alone.
In one fluid movement she jumps up and wraps her legs around Klaus' waist, arching her hips so she can feel his denim clad erection against her core, he catches her in his arms and speeds them over to the bed, dropping her down on the pillows and pressing his lips against hers in a hungry and thirsty kiss.
She cups his face to hold him in place as she kisses him again and again, not even considering breaking for air until the last possible moment.
"Shirt off" she gasps, her head falling back on the pillows as she catches her breath.
The red material ends up hanging by her bed post and she whimpers with delight to see his bare chest again as he kneels over her, before pulling him down for another kiss their lips, teeth and tongues clashing together as they try to consume one another. She can feel his body rubbing against hers and loves the sensation of him between her thighs.
"Towel" Klaus growls as he buries his face in her neck, kissing and nipping at the flesh,
"Don't bite" she warns him, running her fingers through his hair and wrapping an arm around his bare shoulders, "I have school today"
"Towel" he repeats stubbornly, gripping the offending material in hand, his jeans scratching her thighs as his body moves over hers, the weight of him making her burn with desire,
She smiles and pushes him away, he places a hand on either side of her head and hovers over her as she props herself up on her elbows and keeps her hungry eyes locked with his as she slowly, slowly tugs the towel loose and lets the two ends slide down her body to the bed, baring herself before him.
He gives her a devilish grin of satisfaction and with a quick peck on the lips begins a trail of wet kisses down to between her breasts, he outlines her left breast, circling it determinedly and making her squirm with desire before latching on to her nipple, laving it with his tongue and sucking the pebble between his teeth. She moans and rolls her hips, her breathing shallow as her arousal seeps between her folds.
When he is done, he raises his head to give her a teasing look, blowing a thin stream of air on her wet breast before moving to the right one, however his hand reaches up to massage the globe, pinching and soothing the nipple in equal turns as she bucked underneath him.
"Klaus…" she pants as his tongue traces her areole and his teeth scrape her skin, "I'm close…"
He doesn't answer but thrusts his hips against hers as he sucked and pinched her breasts, the denim rubbing against her juncture and she came with a silent cry.
She grabs his shoulder and rolls him over onto his back, straddling his hips as she kisses him wildly, her hair falling over their faces as she runs her hands down to his belt, unbuckling and throwing it across the room where it hit the wall. She yanks his jeans down to his thighs and grins when his erection comes free,
"Someone's pleased to see me" she teases and he chuckles,
"I don't know sweetheart, the last time it was left wanting quite terribly, I wouldn't think…oh"
She wrapped a hand around him and stroked him from head to base, "You were saying?" she prompts as he groans, "Oh just like that Caroline"
She smiles in triumph, "I thought so"
He's alive under her hand, swollen and large, hot and…
She jumps and swears as her phone starts ringing.
"Ignore it" he groans, "Bloody hell Caroline I'm about to…"
His phone starts ringing just as he comes apart in her hand, making a mess and she looks helplessly at her buzzing phone before he picks it up and swipes the screen, sliding it into her clean, left hand before taking his own phone and flashing out of the room,
"Hello?"
"Caroline?" Elena's voice rings clear in her room "Why weren't you picking up?"
"Umm…I'm getting ready for school" she lies as she checks her clock and figures she's going to have to miss first period unless she wants to walk down the hallways reeking of sex.
No way in hell.
"Well there's been another attack in the woods" Elena reports, "Some frat boys home for the weekend were found ripped to shreds"
"Urgh…no!" Caroline throws her head back, "Dammit, there's meant to be a picnic at the Quarry this weekend"
In the living room she hears Klaus choke on his laughter,
"Listen" she tells her best friend as she grabs her towel and heads back to the bathroom,
"I'll see you in English"
She hangs up before Elena can start discussing some other topic- like which Salvatore she's currently in love with- and rolls her eyes as Klaus ends his call,
"Two frat boys found dead" he reports disinterestedly, "And somehow managing to cockblock us from beyond the grave"
She huffs in annoyance and grabs his hand, "Come on" she drags him into the bathroom,
"I have to get to school and you are not walking around town covered in my scent"
"I do love it when you're in control love" he grins as she turns on the shower and she laughs,
"Get in bad boy"
Lousy bloody swine.
Why did people have to keep dropping like poisoned flies?
Honestly, even by Mystic Falls standards this was starting to get ridiculous and the damn calls always seemed to be coming through whenever he was on the verge of finally getting past the foreplay stage with Caroline.
Who had to be as frustrated as him if her colourful, slightly alarming vocabulary of curse words was anything to go on, he'd heard sailors with cleaner tongues than her.
Of course every time a body showed up he was always questioned as the primary suspect- which he completely understands, he would suspect himself every time as well but it's still outrageously inconvenient to have to tramp out to the middle of nowhere- why didn't people ever dump bodies in alleyways in this damn town?!- and look Sheriff Forbes dead in the eye right after he's finished doing wicked things to and with her daughter.
Not that he wanted Caroline simply for her body and the sexual pleasure it brought him, as gorgeous and wonderful as it was, he could have abstained and courted her properly for months if need be.
But when two people lusted after one another in equal measure and kept being denied by fate…
He would hunt down whoever was committing or responsible for these inconvenient murders and deaths and eat them.
Slowly.
And then maybe steal their credit cards and use their money to pay off the cobbler bills he's racked up having his shoes seen to.
How in God's name was the ground this wet this far into summer?
The earth crumbles under his shoes and he follows the scent of the clean humans and the plastic and metal they carry with them rather than the co-ordinates the sheriff had sent him.
The land that far into the forest hadn't changed so greatly in the last nine hundred years that he couldn't figure out their location with only the slightest difficulty.
He finds them at the edge of a ravine, Sheriff Forbes and Damon Salvatore standing in the eye of the storm, their heads bent together chatting as the bustle of police officers and medical examiners worked on the crime scene.
"Good morning" he calls politely once he is within human earshot, hands clasped behind his back as he approaches, doing his best to look as gentlemanly as possible,
"Lovely day"
Sheriff Forbes gives him a look that lets him know immediately how done she is with these murders. There are lines around her eyes and mouth that he'd wager hadn't been there before the arrival of vampires to the town she'd sworn to protect. She smells strongly of coffee and perhaps even cigarette smoke.
Hmmm, would he have to tell Caroline that? Was that something one told the person they had an ongoing sexual relationship with?
"Did you do this one?" she demands, gesturing down to where three…well…what had been three bodies were being slid into body bags, there seemed to be a lot of splattering and spillage of bodily fluids.
"Afraid not" he tells her politely, "Although whomever did…"
"You can leave now" she dismisses him before he can even finish his sentence and he's surprised by the lack of manners, people rarely interrupted him.
He quirks an eyebrow and turns to Damon, "Any chance this was a vampire attack?"
Damon hisses and glances around at the dozen or so humans in their immediate vicinity and Klaus is surprised for the second time in as many minutes.
Surely the citizens dealing with these butchered bodies were aware of the existence of the supernatural?
Surely they had guessed?
If not then they were all so utterly daft that he doubted whether they should even be handling human remains.
Or whether they'd mistake the intestinal tract for sausages and dig in.
Sheriff Forbes glares at him, obviously annoyed by his continued presence,
"The bodies were completely torn to shreds" she informs him with a glare that he feels is slightly unwarranted.
He was usually quite a neat eater after all.
Ask anyone.
Actually, now that he thought about it, he'd rather Caroline's mother did not develop an in-depth knowledge of his hunting habits, after all, he would have to make a good impression on the woman if his affair with her daughter was somehow discovered.
It never occurred to Niklaus that Elizabeth Forbes already loathed him for his killing of Jenna Sommers and turning Tyler Lockwood into a hybrid. He barely recalled Elena's aunt, only that she had been collateral damage, he'd needed a vampire sacrifice and she'd been convenient. Of course had he known what Caroline would eventually come to mean to him he would have chosen another vampire to kill but as it was he felt little remorse. He had killed so many people over the centuries that he no longer recalled their faces or suffered guilt over their deaths, he moved on quickly and had honestly forgotten that other people wouldn't do the same.
It wasn't in his nature to look back and rethink his actions, wonder what could have been, the past was the past.
So he scans the crime scene with interest, noting the mess made of the forest floor, the tracks leading away from the corpses and the lack of birds within a three mile radius.
Critters would have scurried for safer ground, away from the humans but no birds was telling.
"They were hunted" he tells her, quietly this time, "Chased bleeding and wounded to this point and then killed. It wasn't a vampire, they wouldn't leave this much of a mess and not even Stefan would rip his victims apart this horrifically"
The sheriff's head snaps up at his mention of Stefan and Damon's subsequent glower has Klaus wondering if anyone ever revealed anything in this town.
"I'd almost say werewolf" he finishes, but furrows his brow, "Except that any wolf venturing this close to town would either be mad or suicidal"
"Why?" Sheriff Forbes asks, her tone lacking curiosity, just the professionalism needed to find the culprit or prevent further attacks,
"Werewolves at the heart of it are just bipedal canines" he jokes with a charming grin, "We each have our packs and our territory, granted we don't mark every tree but they'd know the moment they reached the town's by-lines that I lived here, and I'm not really someone you want to take on in a fair fight…isn't that right mate?"
He directs that question at Damon who makes a face at him but doesn't disagree with anything he's saying and the sheriff processes this information before setting her hands on her hips with a determined air that Caroline must have learnt from her,
"So, how do we find a stray werewolf? Can we throw Wolfsbane in the water supply?"
He grimaces, "I'd much rather you didn't" he shrugs, "I should be able to track their scent, find them and run them off"
The Sheriff still clearly doesn't trust him but she sighs, "Alright, I'll tell Meredith to list this as a wild animal attack, Klaus…let me know if you catch the guy I suppose…come on Damon"
Not even a thank-you?
He was hardly expecting an invitation to dinner but some gratitude might be nice.
So little courtesy these days.
Still, he offered his service and she accepted, besides it suited him as well to discover this trespasser, because unbeknownst to Sheriff Forbes or the Mystic Falls police department, these last three deaths, spread out over weeks and months now had been committed by the same perpetrator.
And all had been hunted and killed within the borders of the land that had once belonged to Ansel.
Of course, three killings did not a pattern make but the beginnings of one was certainly there.
The only question was why?
If someone was trying to send him a message than this was far too subtle by half. It would have been far more beneficial to drop the bodies on his doormat, furthermore, they should be aiming their murderous tendencies towards people he actually knew the names of and cared for as opposed to whichever random Mystic Falls resident happened to be crushed by the wheel of fate this week.
This incident was strange and more annoyingly it was time-consuming.
Time spent traipsing out to the middle of bloody nowhere when he could instead be spending the time convincing Caroline to drop her pretty little knickers and let him do rather devious things to her gorgeous body.
He clears his throat and looks back over his shoulder, Caroline's mother and Stefan's brother are half a mile away now, headed to their cars and thus would not have been within telepathic range to pick up his rather debauched fantasies.
Not that either of them had telepathic abilities- to his knowledge- and certainly none capable of penetrating his mind but still…
Never hurt to be too careful.
Caroline barely made it to AP French and took half the lesson to catch her breath, it was rather hard to concentrate on writing in future tense when she had to try and figure out what evil was currently threatening her immediate future.
Her brain was a mess of dead bodies, French conjugation and sexual frustration.
Yeah she'd come this morning but she'd really had enough of foreplay and then untimely interruptions right before the…well…the final act.
Oh screw it, she was in her own head, no-one could hear her, what she wanted was for Klaus to stop being a considerate guy and just stick his cock right in her…
"Caroline!"
She shrieked and spun around, her arm coming up defensively and only a last second block stopped her from taking Tyler's head clean off.
"Oh my God!" she gasped, "You scared the hell out of me!"
Tyler frowns, "I called you three times but you didn't hear me"
She blushed, there was a very good reason she hadn't been concentrating she looks around now and notes that at least she'd made it to her locker when she could have accidentally walked out into traffic.
"Right" she gives herself a little shake down, her ponytail ticking the back of her shoulders, "Um…what did you want to talk about?"
Almost as soon as she asks that question she has a moment of anxiety.
Caroline had bitten the bullet and broken up with Tyler after she'd spent an afternoon with Klaus- fully clothed- but talking and acting out exactly what they would do to each other during their first sexual encounter.
If she was going to be an absolute bitch she could argue that at most she'd only cheated on Tyler by kissing Klaus once, but she wasn't an idiot and knew emotional cheating was definitely a thing.
So she had gone around to Tyler's house, asked Hayley to take a hike- which for a girl who didn't do teenage drama, she'd picked up on that social cue pretty quickly and practically left dust in her wake- sat him down on the couch and gently explained that she didn't want to be with him anymore.
He hadn't taken it well. A couple of crystal tumblers had met the wall behind her and she'd been kicked out while he was still angry.
After that she'd blocked him on her cell phone and then…in a move which she wasn't entirely proud of…she had gone to Klaus' bed, stripped naked and summoned him for a round of…basically a continuation of what they'd done the previous afternoon, only without any clothes.
Not that she was ashamed of having got naked and using Klaus' body in a way which was entirely consensual but still slightly cruel because she'd got him worked up and then left him hanging. She just wished that there had been enough blood left in her brain at that point to have maybe kept her libido in check until at least a full day after she'd become single again.
Tyler would be devastated if he found out and she'd be sick with guilt over causing him so much pain.
Fortunately she and Klaus had a spoken- well…she'd done the speaking, Klaus had just tried to take in her three hundred words a minute rant and nodded at the end- agreement to keep their…whatever on the down low for the moment.
But looking at Tyler now, he looks exhausted and hung-over, he's not giving off any signals that he's about to talk about their break-up or start crying.
Except he's looking over his shoulder and suddenly takes her hand, "Come on"
Caroline wants to dig her heels into the linoleum so that Tyler would literally have to drag her down the corridor, leaving spools of the icky blue coloured floor in their wake but he's got her halfway to Alaric's classroom before she can even think to protest.
She almost sighs in relief when they enter the room and she sees the rest of their friends and Alaric there.
Wait? Why is everyone there?
Oh crap.
What if they knew about her and Klaus after all?
What if someone had seen her phone, or his phone?
Wait…no she's had him delete those photos and that video…but what if someone had seen or heard them?
"Hey!" she greets everyone with false cheeriness, "What's up?"
Damon, as usual, gives her his standard fed-up, too good for all of you expression,
"Um…maybe three dead bodies in the forest blondie? Frat boys? Probably the would-have-been future husbands of your cheerleaders"
She blushes and resists the urge to roll her eyes at his snark, if Elena was still a cheerleader he'd be turning up to games in the team colours,
"Right…sorry, so what do we know?"
Alaric is sitting at his desk marking papers and doesn't even look up from the essay as he speaks,
"Three college students home for the weekend, found this morning by a hiker and it's going to be labelled as another animal attack"
Matt snorts and crosses his arms, "Do we know what actually killed them?"
"I think it was Klaus" Tyler speaks up before anyone else has the chance and Caroline turns her face towards him so quickly she cricks her neck,
"What?!" she asks, "Why?!"
He shrugs peevishly, "Who else could it be?"
Caroline shifted her weight and held her books tighter to her chest,
"That killed three guys in the middle of nowhere? What did he say when you spoke to him?"
She directs that question to Damon and almost immediately realises her mistake. He narrows his eyes and glares at her thoughtfully,
"How'd you know I spoke to him?"
Because Damon had been the one to call Klaus to the crime scene.
"Well…" she drawls, her brain running a million miles an hour trying to come up with a plausible lie,
"The murders were in Mystic Falls jurisdiction so my mom would be have been there and I'm guessing- like Tyler- you made Klaus the primary suspect?"
"He says he didn't do it" Elena answers and Caroline takes a second to make sure her heart is still beating. "He claims that it was probably a werewolf"
"Which Klaus is" Jeremy points out but Stefan shakes his head,
"Klaus rarely denies his kills and if he had killed them he wouldn't have gone out to the crime scene"
"Killers return to the scene of the crime" Tyler argues but Caroline shakes her head,
"That's a myth, disorganised murderers might return to the scene out of fear of being discovered but Klaus wouldn't have that fear"
Tyler frowns at her and she wonders if she's being too defensive of Klaus but she glances to Stefan to see that he looks as doubtful of Klaus culpability as she is.
"We should check when the time of death is and then see if Klaus has an alibi for that time" Alaric suggests, drawing a big A in the corner of one student's paper before checking his watch,
"And class is in five minutes so I'd suggest you guys get ready"
Damon stays behind to talk to him while the rest of them file out and head for their lockers, Elena ambles after Caroline, in no hurry as she had a free period next,
"Wanna get a coffee after school?" she suggests as Caroline checks the schedule she has printed up on the inside of her locker,
"Um…I have cheerleading til four-thirty but meet you at the Grill?"
She swaps over her books and makes a show of heading to class, checking that she's out of sight before ducking into the bathrooms and taking her phone out of her pocket,
To: Klaus
'Someone's going to question where you were Fri/Sat/Sun'
She exhales and tries to keep still even though her entire body is quivering with nervous tension, he responds a full two minutes later, after the bell had already rung,
From: Klaus
'Fri- At home, working on an oil painting, canvas still wet, Sat- at afternoon garden party, evening- purchased some art online, will probably arrive with a receipt sometime next week, Sun- morning, got coffee at Grill otherwise no alibi for the day but the boys were already dead by then'
She reads this so quickly the script blurs on the phone and she has to blink to adjust her eyesight.
Technically Klaus did have an alibi for Sunday, well for most of the morning anyway, he'd been in bed with her, and Saturday afternoon they'd both disappeared from the garden party and Saturday evening…wait?
To: Klaus
You purchased art Sat night? When?
Before or after they'd started sexting?
From: Klaus
I was bidding on them all day sweetheart, Sotheby's had some great items and Elijah's birthday is coming up
She chuckles and rolls her eyes, hearing the second bell which lets her know that she is now officially late for class but she can't pull herself away from the conversation. She leans against the bathroom wall, glad that nobodies around to see her smiling like an idiot.
To: Klaus
That alibi is so you
His reply is comes through almost as soon as the message had been declared sent.
From: Klaus
They also have a magnificent jewellery collection coming up…
She laughs.
To Klaus:
Don't even think about it!
She's about five minutes late to Calculus but thankfully, Ms Porter settles for demanding to see her after class and she compels her to forget with very little guilt.
After all, if she gets a write-up for being late Alaric might see and there'd be uncomfortable questions about what she'd been doing during that time gap.
A/N- This takes place before Carol's murder and there's no Silas or cure debacle.