"It's the oldest story in the universe...boy and girl fall in love, get separated by events - war, politics...since then they've been yearning for eachother across space and time...This is a love story."
Klaus stood at the window to Caroline's door, and it wasn't long before she turned down the hallway and saw him. His eyes lifted to meet hers, and without a doubt she walked to the door and opened it. He stepped in and kept her eyes, smiling a little. He'd already been invited in once.
Klaus could see the fear in her eyes, but he didn't want to question it anymore than he wanted to realize his own fears at that moment. Caroline grabbed him and pulled him closer, their lips immediately clashed and their kisses went from 0 to 60. This was risky, being here, but it was worth it if he could be with her for a little longer. Klaus picked her up and Caroline let out a huff at the separation, but soon they were in her bed and she was on the pillows, kissing him back just as fervently as he kissed her.
Klaus's shirt was lost in the writhing of limbs, and soon he could feel her hands caress his skin and he relished the feeling, burying his face in her hair, his stubble brushing her bare shoulder, without doing anything until they just stopped moving. Caroline's arms were around him, his hands had been dutifully at either side of her waist but now they wrapped around her body, molding her to him. Caroline just breathed for a while, and nuzzled the side of his face with her nose once in a while. Klaus turned his head slightly to nip at her jawline, and Caroline's lips found his, soon they were back to kissing one another. He rose a little higher above her, her lips never leaving his. Ah God he'd miss how she kissed him...he cupped her face and took her body with the other hand, pulling her up to sit. And he sat up as well, their legs overlapping one another's.
They remained breathless for a moment but Klaus regained his composure the best he could before Caroline did, and looked at her in seriousness, curbing his words before she had a chance to ask anything.
"They will be coming for me, Caroline." He told her in a hard voice.
"I know." She replied, looking down. "But why does it have to be you?" Caroline asked, looking back up to him. Klaus drew a breath and couldn't keep from smiling. She knew how bad his past had been. And now it appeared, all she could see was his redemption.
"I made many enemies over the centuries," He reasoned "it seems only fair that they would want their retribution for all of my sins I committed against them."
"You mean you can admit to doing those bad things?" She asked jokingly, trying to make light of things. He chuckled and took her face again, kissing her forehead slowly.
"When one can see my redemption I can't help but to accept that my darkness was as thick as one could make it." He replied honestly. Caroline looked at him in sympathy, and he could tell she was trying not to cry. Klaus searched her eyes in a concerned panic and pulled her to him, she rested her head against his collarbone. "It'll be alright, love. I promise." He soothed, and she could hear his lowered voice vibrating through his chest. "You needn't worry about me." Klaus added, and let Caroline go, her eyes coming up to meet his again. "I will get my retribution, but it will not kill me." She scoffed
"You better be right about that, Klaus. You better be the only one of the Originals who can't die from that stupid white oak. Or I'll kill you myself." She threatened and Klaus grinned again.
"Well I do appreciate that there's someone other than my family who cares about my safety. And I assure you. You know better than most, that I'm harder to kill than one would think." He replied. Caroline gave a weak smile. "But in the meantime, we best do one thing."
"What?" She asked, sniffling. Klaus gave her an adventurous look.
"Make the most of our last night." He said. Caroline lost her grip and started crying again. "We might not get another night like this, Caroline. And I want to remember everything." She nodded and kissed him again. Klaus returned it but broke free, his hand on her face again.
"Promise me something, love." He said. She nodded. "Be happy. Even if that happiness is wrought with someone who isn't me. Someone that deserves you." Caroline searched his eyes and ran her hand down the side of his body. Klaus let out an involuntarily gasp but his position stayed firm. "You are not connected to me the same way you once were, Caroline. If I do die from this, you will remain alive. Promise me you'll be happy." He urged. She stared in his eyes for a little longer and then looked at his open mouth.
"I promise." She replied with a nod. And pushed him down onto his back, kissing him to keep him from talking anymore. Caroline loved his voice, loved how it sounded, wrapping his accent around every word he spoke. But she hated how beautiful those last words sounded. She didn't want to be with anybody else but him. She could admit it to herself now, for the first time she'd be able to admit it to the last loved ones she had. And now was the time Klaus would die? It couldn't end like this.
Klaus savored her lips against his and held her body that was close to his, but hovering ever so slightly above him. He gripped the back of her head and knocked her leg with his own, flipping them over. His mouth devoured her throat, and she writhed under his touch, then flipped them over again, trailing her kisses from his mouth to his chest, and tangled her fingers in his hair. Her other arm was wrapped loosely over his shoulder. Klaus kept his eyes closed and writhed from everytime her lips touched his skin. His hand ran up her arm and hooked his hand under her armpit, dragging her back up to him. She hovered over him again as their lips met, and his hand placed in the center of her back, brushing the lace of her bra. Caroline sat over his stomach, keeping him pinned to the mattress. His other hand on her clothed thigh. His fingers pressed hard into the clothing as if trying to reach her skin, she dug her knee into his side and their kisses became rougher. Klaus reached up and unhooked one of the straps her bra from her shoulder, so she took the other strap off and unclipped it. Caroline slid farther down and their legs tangled together, her chest pinned against his when he pressed her body closer.
Klaus rolled them over again and he raised his head so he could look into her eyes. Her eyes searched his and her hand reached up to caress the side of his face again.
"You know, you're more beautiful now than you have ever been." He said. She grinned and looked at his mouth. Her eyes went back up to his and there was a message behind them. It seems there was one more thing she was unable to say yet. Klaus knew now he needed to stay alive long enough to hear it from her. Whatever she was ready to say to him, he couldn't be on that other side for supernatural dead beings; being sucked into whatever hole had been ripped into it, when more needed to be said between them.
"You're beautiful to me too, you know." She replied. Klaus drew another breath, searched her eyes, and his lips descended on hers in the purest, innocent and loving way. Their kisses were slow, but time was not relative between them right then. Their skin had been touched a million, thousand times over by one another. And it was like a satisfying drink of bourbon, to cover the other in their kisses and light touches. The need to become closer was never as strong as before. But then that need was realized the first time Klaus kissed her cheek.
They were curled together, their limbs entwined so completely and even though they hadn't had sex, they had made love. It was the next best thing, and he didn't regret any part of this night. He only wished he didn't have to act in the knowledge it couldn't been their last. Davina was lucky that his little brother was in love with her. Otherwise she would be dead.
Klaus stayed that night, under the covers with her. He didn't care who would be coming, he would protect Caroline and kill anyone who tried to commit any act against him. It felt odd to have jeans on, he hadn't gone to bed in those clothes for the past few centuries, not since the hunter's curse broke. But with Caroline sleeping right beside him, looking so peaceful, he couldn't bear to leave without a goodbye. And possibly those words she had tried to say earlier would wait until another day.
Caroline awoke with the blanket covering her, and saw Klaus sleeping right beside her, his arm wrapped around her shoulder. His head was propped up on the headboard put he looked peaceful in that position. He'd probably have a hybrid-sized crick in the neck when he woke. She pulled herself up, bringing the blanket to cover her chest, and just stared at his peaceful face.
All the trouble he had coming to get him, and he came here, all he cared about was her being happy. He made a stop here, to make her promise to be happy.
She smiled at him in shocked gratitude, before thinking about putting a shirt on, or something. When she rolled out of bed she heard him gasp slightly, so she turned to look at him. Klaus's eyes opened slowly and he smiled.
"Thank God. This wasn't a dream." He murmured. Caroline chuckled and retrieved her shirt from the floor, putting it back on.
"You have sex dreams about me often, huh?" She replied, fighting to keep her smile in check.
"More than often," He replied before sitting up and going towards her. She leaned back and he placed his finger under her chin, kissing her softly. When they broke away, Caroline grinned from ear to ear. Klaus's eyes opened slowly again and he now had to keep from grinning. "Now, I must go."
"Go? You can't go yet, you just got here." Caroline protested.
"And as much as I would love to stay, there are still dangers that follow me. I cannot have them hurting you." Klaus replied, taking his shirt from the top of the sheets and putting it back on. "And I cannot have them finding out about your existence."
Caroline looked at him in confusion.
"Have you not told anyone about me?" She asked. Klaus's eyebrow rose in jest
"Although I dislike hurting your ego love, it was to keep you safe. That and there are some people in my life who don't deserve to know about you." He replied. Caroline laughed and walked around the bed to her door, Klaus's eyes following her.
"Do you want to have something to eat before you leave?" She asked. He smiled.
"I thought you were gonna offer me a drink." He replied, a laugh in his throat
"For the last time, Klaus, that's not our thing." She laughed.
"Oh?" He got out of the bed and walked toward her. "And what is our thing?" He asked in a low voice. She smiled and looked at his mouth.
"This." Caroline replied, before putting her lips on his again and pinning him to the wall. He gripped the sides of her body and let her have the control, only relishing in her kisses again. These along with last nights, were going to have to last him a long time. Whether he was with his daughter and Hayley or not.
Caroline could've kept him there for as long as she wanted, but she knew he was right. He was in trouble. But she didn't like the idea of being kept a secret like this. It didn't have the romantic feel that it did a minute ago. She wanted to help him defeat his demons.
"Let me come with you." she breathed before kissing him again.
"What? No" Klaus replied without a second thought and pushed Caroline slightly away. "I cannot have the love of my life be so unsafe, as to stand beside me when death tries to take me again. I won't let it take you like that."
"It's my choice, Klaus." She protested. "I don't want to find out from someone else, probably from someone that hates you, that you're dead. I, cannot have the love of my life, my soulmate, die like that." She countered. Klaus couldn't reply, hearing those words over and over in the thick silence that hung between them, the love of my life, my soulmate, the love of my life, my soulmate...
His wide eyes stayed on her, and Caroline huffed with a glare, but she felt the weight of those words in the air as well as he did. He didn't know whether to leave, keep her stubborn self in safety, or embrace her and promise to do whatever it took for both of them to stay alive. He nodded
"Alright." He replied. Klaus continued nodding and Caroline buried her head in the crook of his neck, not wanting to let go. Klaus just kept staring ahead, and stroked her hair with one hand. "Now," He began, pulling her away to catch her eyes again "how about the food you offered to me?" He asked.