I'm evil and I'll curse the Klaroline fandom once again with my writing.
Try, if you can, to enjoy the reading!
Klaus had always enjoyed in his long existence parties where the supernatural elite could indulge in their pleasures and temptations.
That night in his mansion near Paris, the party that Klaus was hosting was one of the best he had ever witnessed. The whole party had a dark and chic allure, naturally thankfully to his amazing and unbeatable party planner, and it was obviously the very best and only for the supernatural elite.
Klaus was clearly the host, the King of the party, but that night he didn't feel the mood of partying at all. How could he, when his lover, Queen, better half was currently being the object of the not-so-innocent interest of her so called best friend Enzo.
Klaus knew that Caroline Forbes was an extremely attractive woman, hell even when her confidence was not even a half of her current attitude during her Mystic Falls days, he had been one of the first to see and appreciate what a precious gem and burning fire Caroline is. She was attractive for the eyes, but above all for her personality and heart.
Now the fact that after almost a century apart from his Mystic Falls experience, she was finally with him, his existence couldn't be more perfect. Klaus could enjoy ruling and terrorizing Europe, while never being alone and having someone as beautiful and intense as Caroline at his side.
5 years had been since that still surprising casual rendez vous in London where he and Caroline had spent the whole weekend expressing trough their bodies their feelings, what had they been living in the past century apart and the promise of a future together. He and Caroline had been sharing their life together since and all he ever promised to her during the 20's decade dance in her high school's gym and even before in her bedroom a century ago, had come true for them.
As he always had knew.
They were together, enjoying the world and it's genuine beauty, living like the powerful, immortal and deadly creature they were. Reveling in their connection, love and lust, the world was literally at their feet.
Klaus was smiling in his glass, but his thoughts were interrupted by the alluring sound of Caroline's laugh. Turning his gaze to her, Klaus could see Caroline intently hearing something Enzo was whispering in her ear with almost a secret and mischievous air. Like the two of them were actually lovers or something. Unbelievable.
Now Klaus didn't doubt for a second Caroline loyalty to him and only him, as she could be sure of his… but still it was fucking maddening to see Enzo so close and relaxed near to Caroline.
Of course he's so calm and carefree, Klaus thought. Caroline in fact, knowing his possessive, impulsive attitude, not mention bloodthirsty, had made him swear months ago to never ever even threaten to kill Enzo and tonight Klaus' promise was very close to be broken.
After all a surprise murder in front of his guest would have made quite the show, a memory to save for future gatherings and still tremble in front of Klaus' untamable rage and strength.
With one last murderous thought suppressed, Klaus finished his scotch in one shot and got closer to them. Caroline and Enzo, were still too much close for his comfort and Klaus couldn't stop himself from admiring his Caroline. Because she was his, only his.
But on a second thought he changed direction, while still maintaining his eyes fixed upon Caroline's figure. It wasn't worth his time to rage over Enzo and his inappropriate behavior, especially since Caroline should have known better.
Actually she knew better than this, to taunt him and tease Klaus' possessive side could only end badly.
Being with the Original Hybrid had given something more to Caroline than someone on her side and heart. She was unbelievably beautiful, moreover she was regal, confident and totally unreachable. Except for him obviously, but that night was she actually trying to deny that?
Most of his new acquaintances hardly believed that such a divine creature could be so young compared to them and yet there she was. Caroline Forbes. Queen of the sinners, of the damned, of the darkness, but above all Queen of Klaus Mikaelson black heart. All of this while still maintaining her natural light and brightness, those that had made Klaus discover once again feelings like love, affection, care years and years ago.
Finally Klaus left the party and instead of going to his bedroom, he chose the library as his current lair to sulk and try, unsuccessfully, to tame his rage and jealousy.
Even then he was still pacing along the room restless and angry. He couldn't leave his home obviously and he was in need of a bloody hunt or better yet….
The quiet sound of the library door opening behind him made him smirk, but he still didn't turn around expecting that the intruder made herself acknowledgeable.
After a while that Klaus had left their party, Caroline finally turned her gaze towards the direction he had left and she untangled herself from Enzo overbearing presence with a mischievous smirk on her lips. Caroline knew what he was expecting her to do.
After one last mindless chat with Enzo who clearly had a death wish that night, given how close he had been to her for the whole length of the party, Caroline decided to leave the party as well.
Even without watching Klaus, Caroline clearly knew that he was probably less than amused and more absolutely furious at Enzo's attitude, but also hers. After all, she hadn't done a single thing to stop Enzo's incessant flirting. And Caroline also knew that if the role were reversed, and she would have witnessed Klaus shameless flirting with a vampire she would have make blood raining during the party as a special treatment for their guests.
Caroline started to go in direction of their bedroom, but changed her mind at the last second. It was like her sixth sense was giving her that unusual suggestion.
The bedroom was far enough from the hall where the party was still currently living, the library would do Caroline thought deviously.
"You left the party" Caroline said, admitting the obvious but knowing it was her line to recite.
"I had to sweetheart" responded Klaus, still not facing her in order to resist the temptation and prolonger the exquisite torture. God how much they both loved it.
"And why is that?" Caroline spoke with a soft, almost breathy voice while slowly walking closer to him. She was close, but not enough; he was the one supposed to do the last steps.
Klaus finally turned to her direction, still cold and calm but his eyes were a burning fire when he hissed at her "You bloody well know why Caroline".
With that and a few elegant and determinant steps, he was invading her personal space, drinking in the sight of her as a starving man. And that was what he actually felt always in her presence. A never ending thirst, hunger and fire.
Just a couple of hours during the party, divided by their duties as hosts and that bloke Enzo made him dearly miss his Caroline.
Caroline stayed still, locking her eyes with his and she didn't even bat an eyelash when his hand started to slowly caress the neckline of her dress. Neckline was a generous term, given the fact that the sweetheart hemline of her dress seemed to be tailored right upon the flesh of her breasts, like a second dark skin.
Caroline didn't even flinch or moved when Klaus' expression changed, his lips borderline cruel in their sensual shape curving into a wicked grin. Their gaze were still locked.
But she did flinch and bit a gasp when his hand, those elegant and murderous hands capable of death and destruction, but also love and art, not mention pleasure, ripped her dress form her body in a swift movement leaving her naked except for her black panties in front of him.
Klaus unlike others men or even vampires would have done, didn't kiss her or ravish her or even gazed at her body. He held her eyes with his for a long silent minute, daring her to look away ashamed for her behavior at the party or even angry knowing that her complete submission was the next move of his plan of seduction.
Slowly Klaus' eyes travelled along her body, his eyes were finally all but devouring her, every inch of her ivory skin now bare only for him.
"Only for me" he murmured voicing his thoughts out loud, to give her a confirmation of who she belonged to had she ever felt the doubt of it.
Caroline was biting her lip in anticipation and shivering with his words, waiting for the next move. Klaus would have been in charge this night, no doubt of it.
Klaus spent a couple of second planning his next move, he needed to remind himself, herself, Enzo and the whole crowd out there at the part that Caroline was his.
That the only body she was going to pleasure was his, and that her body could only seek pleasure from was his.
It was after all so very simple.
I want to satisfy the undisclosed desires in your heart
You trick your lovers, that you're wicked and divine
You may be a sinner, but your innocence is mine
Obviously there's going to be a second part of this. After all there is a reason if this story is rated M ;)
I hope you enjoyed the reading and obviously feedback as a review would really be appreciated.
I do love Enzo and Carenzo, but I'm not very fond of love triangles. I can accept them only if one of the 2 counterparts is onesided. In this case given the fact that this shot is Klaroline centered, I wanted to imply that while Enzo has obviously feelings for Caroline, she doesn't have for him.
Oh and in the second part of this short story I'll explain better why I have put so much effort in describing Klaus' possessiveness. Remember that just because they're together, Klaus isn't Caroline master, owner etc. All would be explained better next time. In a few words and just to be clear, Klaus is not Christian Grey.