Klaus Mikaelson hated to be dragged to do something he didn't want. And his sister mysteriously managed to do just that. He just couldn't resist her puppy eyes.

But forcing him to go to a blind date was the last thing he thought she meant when she said 'he needed to see other people now'. Yes, Tatia left him, after cheating on him with his own brother. Their marriage was on the way down since the twins' birth and they weren't happy together. It was hard, but it has been a year.

But how could she possibly think that this girl could interest him? The brunette in front of him suddenly snorted with a laugh, talking how she 'didn't do teen drama'. This girl was awfully boring. He tried everything to be into the discussion: talking about books, paintings, movies, television, he even tried to talk about Jersey Shore, but nothing! She only liked to talk about herself. If he didn't want to stab himself with a fork until now, he was ready for this fate when she touched his leg with her foot.

He sipped a drink of his wine before grabbing a bite of his risotto, nodding to whatever story she was talking, something about hybrids.

This date couldn't have been worst, especially since at the bar of the restaurant, a group of girls chose this date to apparently celebrate someone's birthday. They were laughing, drinking, and just being very loud. So he had to support the girl in front of him, but he had to make a double effort to try to hear what she was saying in case she asked any questions.

He hated noise, he had to deal with it every day when he was with his kids - don't get him wrong he love them deeply, but adventure time theme song is enough to break his nerves. He had enough, he wanted a good time tonight, maybe fuck the girl and go back to sleep and to his children, hopefully already asleep.

When the brunette – what was her name again? Ellie? – went to the bathroom to 'powder her nose' in a ridiculous attempt to stay classy, she thought he had enough and will ask the girls to lower the volume down.

He approached them at the bar and tapped the loudest girl's shoulder. "Excuse me"

The girl with long brown and curly hair turned around and checked him out, head to toes. After a really masculine whistling she said "Girls don't tell me you brought male strippers."

Klaus looked at her very seriously not liking her not so subtle joke and especially the way her friends laughed and all looked at him. "Actually no. I am here because I want you to be a little less loud, I am having dinner, and I am having trouble with all your giggling and yelling" he stated, rubbing his temple. "So would you please shut up."

The girl raised a perfect eyebrow and laughed, clearly inebriated. "Wow! You must be boring as fuck!" she turned around and raised her glass "Caroline, this one is for you girl!"

Klaus looked at the direction of a girl, a marvelous blonde, with a cocktail in her hand, and clearly not enjoying her night as much as the other girls.

The brunette and loud girl tried to whisper to him (and it's incredibly hard to whisper when you are drunk) "you know she just broke up with her boring boyfriend, she could need a little fun" the girl said with a sneer. She held two fingers in a v sign and brought them to her mouth, sticking out her tongue, clearly simulating a cunnilingus.

"Oh, god, excuse Katherine, she is drunk." The blonde girl said, now next to him. "We'll make less noise, we're sorry for disturbing your date."

He wanted to say that it was not a real date, but who cared? He didn't know her, except her name. Caroline. "Thanks, love"

The Katherine girl raised her voice once more, raising her drink "oooh he called you love, with this British accent" she shook her body, pretending to shiver "I could eat him."

"Ok, I think it's time to go" Caroline said, taking Kat by the arm, trying to make her stand on her two feet.

The other girl frowned and wiggled, trying to escape from her hold. "Let go of me, Grumpy" she raised a fist in the air and yelled "I want dicks!"

"Yep, definitely time to go, Kat"

"Don't…" but before she could have time to continue her reprimands, her incessant wiggling led her pink cocktail to create a beautifully executed stain on Klaus's pants.

Caroline's eyes widened "Oh shit, I am so sorry" she apologized before putting a laughing Katherine on a bar stool and grabbing a napkin, patting his pants to absorb the pink liquid while Klaus muttered insults in disgust.

Caroline asked the bartender to call a cab for the girls and took her clutch, "Come with me, I'm going to fix it" she said, grabbing his hand and leading him to the bathroom.

"I am so sorry!" she repeated once they entered the not too fancy bathroom.

Yes, he understood she was sorry, she said it multiple times. She was sorry because her stupid friend ruined his expensive suit.

"Yeah" he simply said. Trying to focus on everything else but the way her hands were tapping his pants really close to his manhood. A really reactive manhood.

She put her clutch down and rummaged to find her emergency stain kit. She then kneeled and dabbed her pants with a white cotton (dab, dab, dab, never rub).

Klaus cleared his throat and looked up, avoiding the really titillating view of her, kneeling, near his bulging crotch.

Caroline looked up and said, "You know, I am a teacher, I am used of having weird liquids spilled all over me"

Oh shit, yeah now the fantasy of the dirty teacher came through his mind, with really weird and filthy liquids all over her cleavage. Calm the fuck down, Klaus said to himself and to a precise part of himself.

"Shit", Caroline muttered, turning around to look for a stain removal wipes. "It'll be easier if you could give me your pants so I can clean it"

Klaus's eyes widened. Was she really unaware of what she just asked? "You don't have to do that"

Caroline looked back at him and suddenly face palmed "Oh, sorry, I am stepping some boundaries here. I am so sorry!" she laughed "I must be tipsier than I thought"

Klaus laughed back and looked at the gigantic stain on his gray pants "That's ok, it's not your fault sweetheart."

"Yeah, Katherine seems the kind of woman to hold her liquor but after two drinks she just doesn't have any inhibitions" Caroline stated remembering some nights where she and Kat were kicked out of the club because apparently showing your boobs to the DJ is not "proper".

"Yes, I could see that." Klaus snorted, "She suggested really inappropriate things to happen between us."

"Oh really?" Caroline rhetorically asked, raising an eyebrow "Glad she is her to deal with my sex life." She winced. Ok, she didn't have sex for almost 6 months, but she was not desperate. No. Not at all. And the fact that her vibrator didn't have batteries left was not a proof of her desperation. Nope.

Klaus checked his watch, not knowing what to do next. The throbbing in his pants couldn't stop. And his date was probably waiting for him, if she didn't leave already. But who cared about the boring brunette when you had this lightly blonde in front of you. Magnificent. With long legs that you could too easily imagine wrapping around your waist.

"Well, I should probably go then." Caroline said, stopping his dirty fantasies. "Sorry for your trousers" she added with a small smile.

She looked at him one last time, leaving an implicit question in the air but turned to leave.

He grabbed her wrist when she caught the door knob, answering her question. "Wait…"

"Finally", Caroline possibly muttered before his mouth were on hers.

He pinned her against the bathroom counter and gripped her waist, pressing her body to him. She immediately let her hand grasp his neck and the other holding the counter's edge, whitening her knuckles.

The moaning she let escape allowed his tongue to enter and meet her own, battling. He squeezed her thighs to make her sit beside the sink. Her new position made her dress raise, exposing more of her thigh and underwear.

He broke the kiss to mark a path of kisses and licks on her neck, making her moan and tug at his curls. "You're. Fucking" he tried to say between kisses "Hot."

Caroline nodded, licking her lips, not able to form any words as his full lips burned her skin. He caressed her thigh higher and higher until his fingers met the delicate lace panties. He yanked it down, earning a growl from the girl. He put his palm against her womanhood to feel her wetness.

"Oh god" was the only word Caroline was capable of forming at this moment.

He kneeled and pushed her knees to open her legs in front of him. He rolled up her dress to have more access and begun to kiss her inner thigh.

Her hands still on his curls, slightly tugging, Caroline started to mumble "I don't usually do that you know"

Klaus hummed and looked at her continuing to lick her delicate and creamy skin.

"I mean, sex with a total stranger" she stated.

Klaus smothered his chuckle against her thigh and raised his index to her mouth, silently asking her to stay quiet.

He took advantage of her muteness to lick her folds for the first time.

She opened her mouth at the feeling of his wet tongue against her core. She disentangled her hands from his hair and put them on the mirror behind her, leaving sweaty marks on it, almost like she needed to push her core even closer of his talented mouth.

He licked her inner lips a couple of times before reaching for her delightful bundle of nerves, throbbing in expectation. He licked it and sucked it, letting Caroline mewled at the burning sensation.

When he tried to retract his hand on her mouth, she quickly caught his wrist and started to suck at his middle finger. Klaus moaned, his dick even harder, who could have thought that having your finger sucked could be such a turn on?

While he sucked and licked her clit, Caroline imitated his actions with his digit. He slightly nibbled it, she bit it. He took his other hand to enter her with two of his available fingers. Her eyes fluttered, feeling her climax approach. He continued his ministrations when she whimpered "I am going to come."

He looked at her and she stared back.

He enjoyed how her cheeks flushed, painting her face with a subtle pink color, when her pupils expanded, making her eyes black; how her mouth gradually opened to let escape a small cry of pleasure; how her grip on his wrist tightened, and the one on the mirror too; how her whole body shivered; how her back arched. He enjoyed seeing her come, just as much as he enjoyed her taste.

"Yes" Caroline said, descending her high. She grabbed his neck to bring his lips against her own, tasting herself in his mouth. "Fuck me, now" she muttered, unbuttoning his shirt. Klaus unbuckled his belt in response.

"Wait, wait" the blonde said, stopping the heated kiss. She stepped down the counter and disappeared behind a toilet door.

Klaus started to be confused, was she leaving? Leaving him with a hard cock and blue balls?

Before his anxiety took over, she got out "All good" she said, pushing him towards the toilet. She sat him on the toilet seat and straddled him. "It'll be easier that way. And I cleaned it before" she added, before kissing him.

He didn't anything else. He started to kiss her back. With his shirt open, she scratched lightly his chest to reach for his fly. She quickly opened his pants and he wiggled a little bit to let her lower his trousers. She freed his erection and took it in her fist, she stroked him as she kissed his jawline.

"Love, there a condom in my pocket." He said, not wanting to leave his hands from her hair and waist.

She smiled at him and searched for it "Somebody wanted to get laid tonight" she mocked.

He muttered a "you have no idea" before lowering her strapless dress, leaving her covered breast to his view. He pushed down the cup of her bra whilst she unwrapped the condom on his hard cock.

She took his face in her hands, forcing him to watch her as she impaled herself onto him, relief leaving her lips at the feeling. She started rolling her hips, the friction creating delightful sensations through her whole body.

He reached down to lick her nipple. She rolled her head back and moaned, her hands around his neck. There was no sound but their whimpers and the sinful noise of their moves.

He licked, sucked and bit her nipple, making it hard as a diamond, and changed to give the same treatment to the other one. With his hands he squeezed her ass to help her to rock her hips. He groaned lightly with each movements she made and she answered with a moan.

After he left her nipples drooled and erected, he raised one hand in her hair and tugged to expose her neck, which he started to suck and kiss. She tried to keep her eyes open and to look at him.

At his ministrations, she arched her back and a thrill of shiver excited her body, warning her of her climax to come. He felt her clench around his cock, the slickness of her core more important and he knew she was about to come. He put a little pressure on her clit and it was the trigger, she cried out, her body tense, before the heat spread in her body.

With two more thrusts, Klaus came too, letting his head fall on her shoulder.

They were both on the bathroom, panting as a result of their lovemaking, their sweaty skin glowing.

"That was…" Caroline broke the silence, between two breaths, "good."

Klaus looked at her and raising a questioning eyebrow.

At his reaction, she chuckled "It was amazing", she corrected with a smile.

He smiled back and disentangled his arms from her ravished body.

She stood up, and got dressed, "I should probably check for the girls"

He zipped his pants and nodded "And I should check on my date" he said with a laugh.

Caroline huffed "Yeah."

They both stood next to each other, staring, and the previous heated tension became much more awkward now that they sealed the deal.

"I should go" Caroline said, turning around quickly to leave. She took her clutch, her panties and left.

And that is the moment the hero should pursue the girl, but alas, when he got out of the bathroom, she was not here, neither was his date.

He poured the milk in a bowl full of colorful cereals, looking like he imagined to be unicorn's vomit.

"Dad", his daughter yelled, "remember you are meeting our teacher today."

Truth is, he didn't remember it. At all. He smothered an insult to himself, rubbing his eyes.

He sat on a chair in front of his daughter and grabbed his cup of tea "what for again?"

His daughter had a devilish smile "because Henrik cheated."

The accused boy hit his sister's shoulder, harshly enough to spill milk and pinks cereals on the table "That's not true!" he yelled.

"Stop! My pajamas are stained now!" the other girl replicated, hitting her brother back.

Klaus was all too familiar with the daily fighting that he had one desperate way to deal with it. "Either you stop, or we don't go see Big Hero 6, understood?" he said with a menacing finger – even if deep down, even he wanted to go see that movie.

They both nodded and continued to eat their breakfast. "Good."

Caroline had a great day, she loved taking care of those kids, especially when it involved stickers and paints. But tonight was the dreaded meeting with the children's parents.

And it was the Mikaelson's time. They were cute but really loud, especially Freya, the little girl, who seemed to want to punch everyone, or tug other girls' hair. When her brother was quieter, but the more devilish type, plotting revenge in a corner. They were both brilliant, even if Freya had a little trouble with grammar, so she didn't have anything important to say. It will be quick and painless.

They were both seated in front of her, waiting for their father. Their blue eyes staring at her, with this eternal devilish smirk.

And he arrived.

What she didn't expect was for him to appear here, entering the colorful classroom, his head low. His black suit fitting him perfectly, his curls in an I-just-had-sex kind of way. His whole presence transpired lust.

He couldn't be here. He couldn't be who she thinks he might be. No. It only happens on movie, or fanfictions, right?

He raised his head and met her eyes. He frowned. "What?" he looked at the woman in front of him, the woman he had memories about, dirty memories. Her breasts bouncing, her taste. Shit.

Caroline let her mouth open for an unknown laps of time and suddenly laughed "Oh god", she rubbed her temples "That's not true, that's not real, that's a bad TV show."

Now that she thought about it, they really looked like him, especially those smirks, accentuated with dimples, it was really a Mikaelson's trait.

The twins looked at her weirdly and then looked at their father, opened mouthed as well.

"So you are Mr. Mikaelson I suppose", Caroline finally said, opening her eyes to stare at him.

"And you must be Ms. Forbes" he smiled, "My children's teacher."

"Indeed" she puffed.

"Well", he outstretched his hand, "nice to meet you" he smirked.

My first drabble! Hope you'll like it, I'll post here the drabbles inspired by a certain post on tumblr check on my blog: llgwrites

Enjoy and happy easter !