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Klaus was tired and annoyed as he made his way into the apartment building.
In no way had he asked for this job, but then again, his sister Rebekah, tended to leave him messages about these little jobs that needed to be done when she went out of town.
This month's job was her dog, Ace. A beast that most of the time annoyed him to no end, most significantly for chewing on his favorite shoe. On top of that, Rebekah had forgotten to leave keys for her apartment, so he was forced to to knock on her neighbor's door. Rebekah's neighbor was a little old lady who enjoyed ogling Klaus' behind and talking his ear off.
Walking into the elevator and slamming his finger on the tenth floor button, he leaned against the wall and let out a sigh of irritation.
When he heard heels clicked rapidly across the hall, his first instinct was to hit the 'close' button in an effort to avoid sharing the small elevator with anyone, but then he heard the voice of a young women.
"Wait! Please, hold the door!" she called out as she came into his view, a young blond woman carrying a grocery bag.
Instead of pushing the button, he placed his hand near the sensor to keep the doors open.
Out of breath, the woman stepped in gratefully, shaking her hair out of her face.
"What floor?" Klaus asked.
"11th, thanks…" she trailed off as her eyes met his.
She smiled brightly while balancing her groceries and couldn't help but notice how good looking he was, and that accent.
Suddenly, she realized that she'd been staring like an idiot and quickly looked down, trying to control her blush.
The elevator began its ascent and Caroline continued to stare straight ahead at the elevator doors as if they held the answer to the meaning of life.
After a few moments of silence, the lift gave a violent jolt, throwing both Caroline and Klaus off balance. Instinctively, Caroline grabbed at whatever was nearest, which turned out to be Klaus' arm. As she tried to regain her balance, one of her heels gave way, sending her crashing to the floor.
Giving an unintentional, but mighty pull on his arm, she brought him down with her.
"Bloody hell!" he swore, doing his best to keep his weight off her as they landed on the elevator floor.
"Are you alright?" Klaus asked, looking down at her anxiously.
"Oh, yeah! I'm fine." She scrambled to sit up, but only succeeded in knocking her head against Klaus'. "Ouch!"
"Just lie back down, it might be safer for both of us," he smirked at her.
He sat up, then, keeping a gentle hand on her shoulder to keep her down.
"I'm so sorry," Caroline apologized, rubbing at her head.
"No apologies needed, love, it's not every day I'm literally bowled over by a beautiful woman and her groceries," he said, staring at the mess around them.
Her groceries lay spilled all over the floor, including the embarrassing pack of condoms lying on top of the ice-cream carton.
"Those aren't not mine," she blurted out.
Klaus gave her a questionable look, arching his brow.
"Well, they're in my bag, but my best friend is getting married in two weeks and I'm throwing her bachelorette party. They're part of the decorations," she explained.
Caroline tended to talk a lot when she was embarrassed, nervous, angry, or extremely happy.
Klaus let out a loud laugh, but before he could speak again, a voice from the intercom in the elevator sounded.
"Hey, there. Hope you folks are all right. We'll be fixing this situation for you in a jiffy. Sit tight."
Embarrassed, Caroline hastily stood up, smoothing her skirt as she did so. Klaus did the same with his trousers.
"I'm Klaus. I feel we should perhaps get acquainted seeing as we might be stuck here for some time."
"I'm Caroline," she finally replied, rushing over to get the box of condoms before stuffing them back into the bag.
"What type of decorations could you use condoms for?" Klaus asked as he bent down to pick up an apple that had rolled out of her grocery bag.
"Can you just pretend you didn't see them?" Caroline begged.
"I could, but then again…" He smirked at her, eyes twinkling mischievously.
"You're one of those hot jerk guys aren't you?" she pondered suspiciously. "And from your accent, I bet you're related to Rebekah," she spat out the blonde's name.
The two had never gotten along, since the first time they'd spoken during an apartment meeting.
Nobody invited them anymore, not after their last debate about the rooftop garden that lasted two hours.
"Guilty," he smirked, then continued, "especially the hot part."
He let out a small laugh as he looked her over, eyes raking over her form curiously
Caroline blushed, but snapped her fingers. "Hey, my eyes are up here!"
"Can't help myself, love," he admitted.
Caroline pushed him in the chest. "Jerk."
"It's not my fault you're stunning."
"You're obvious leering is like me basically putting my hand down your pants."
Klaus let out a chuckle at her statement.
"I'm serious," she stomped her foot to try and get her point across.
"You're right. I apologize."
He turned to go back to his corner, but not before Caroline smacked his behind.
"You started it," Caroline informed defensively, stubbornly leaning on the wall of her designated corner.
Klaus' surprise soon turned to delight as he let out a chuckle, slowly making his way back towards her.
"I usually make people buy me dinner before smacking my ass," he joked, trying to ease the tension as he leaned on the elevator door.
"You wish." She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms as she turned to look at him.
"You're too wound up," he stated.
Caroline let out a huff at his comment. "You don't know me, or any way that I wind."
"That might be true, sweetheart, but I can see the stress written all over your body."
"First of all, stop being creepy. Second of all, it's not stress. You'd be annoyed too if you were stuck in an elevator." Klaus lifted his hands in defense.
She continued, "-okay so maybe I'm a little stressed. You be too if your best friend is marrying her ex boyfriend's brother-"
She was cut off by the feel of Klaus lips on hers for a quick second before he pulled away.
"..who you used to date and know is a total ass," she finished before pushing him away. "What was that?"
"A kiss."
"I know, but you can't just kiss me."
"I can't, but it seemed like you enjoyed it," Klaus smirked, admiring the pretty pink flush growing across her face.
"I did, I mean.."
Klaus raised an eyebrow as he leaned closer, her gaze eying his lips hungrily. With a squeak of surprise, Caroline found herself pushed against the cold metal wall of her corner, his mouth trailing down her neck.
"How about this? Is this okay?" Klaus mumbled against her skin, sucking gently at her neck.. Caroline's head fell to the to the side giving him better access.
"Yes," she breathed, enjoying the way his tongue and touch felt on her body.
A part of her screamed at her to push him away, another one begging for her to pull his lips to hers. She listened to the latter. One of his hands cupped her chin, threading his long fingers in her hair as he pulled her closer. As his other hand ran up her thigh, teasing its way to the desired destination, Caroline let out a sharp breath.
Klaus pulled back to look at her when his hand swept over the lace between her legs, a smug smirk plastered on his face.
"Bloody hell," he cursed quietly, rubbing his fingers back and forth over the material of her underwear.
The pressure made her knees buckle as he stoked the fire burning inside her. It had been a while since someone other than her own hand touched her this way. She felt him pull the material to one side, and he slowly, oh so slowly, slid a long finger inside her.
"Fuck!" Caroline cursed.
Klaus chuckled, cutting off her gasp with his lip. As he removed his finger, Caroline let out a moan of frustration into his mouth, which only made him more amused as he continued to assault her mouth.
Caroline lowered her hand, rubbing it against the material of his pants, delighted at how hard he was against her palm. Klaus let out a hiss, pushing back into her grasp. Caroline smirked against his lips. Right as she began to unbuckle his pants, a voice came over the intercom speaker.
"Thanks for waiting, folks. The elevator should be working now. However, for your safety we recommend taking the stairs the rest of the way while we run some tests. Sorry for the delay," the voice said as the elevator started moving.
It was like a bucket of cold water was thrown over them. "Umm" Caroline said awkwardly as she pulled her hand back and Klaus removed himself from her slowly.
"You don't think they saw us do you?" she asked, blushing while fixing her skirt.
She had to admit. She was a little disappointed about being interrupted.
"No, no camera." Klaus said as he readjusted his pants.
Before he left, he needed to make sure and tip the boy in front office to delete any footage. He didn't think there was any cameras in the elevator, but didn't hurt to check.
"Well, Umm, nice meeting you Klaus," she said, rushing quickly out of the elevator.
Klaus just nodded his head, but followed her out.
"Caroline."
She stopped walking, biting her swollen bottom lip hesitantly as she turned around.
"Do you like dinner- I mean, would you like to go out to dinner with me?" he asked, his voice taking on a nervous tone.
"Klaus, that's nice but- I never done that before," she admitted, pointing to the elevator. "I mean I'm no virgin, but I'm not the one night stand kind of girl."
"I haven't either. I would lie, but I'm no saint. I truly would like to take you to dinner," he told her, shooting her a dimpled smile. "Plus, I don't put out on the first date."
Caroline smiled at him. "Pick me up in a 1 hour, apartment 212."
"See you soon," he called, watching her walk away. Though he'd never admit it, a small part of him knew he owed Rebekah a thanks for making him do small favors. Without them, he'd never have met Caroline.
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