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Disclaimer: I do not own TVD. If I did, I would've made that Klaroline "goodbye" sex scene in the 100th episode more intimate than they made it.
"Now, what is a beautiful girl like you doing by your lonesome?" he asked as he sat down on the stool next to hers.
"I..I uh.." Caroline stuttered. "GET IT TOGETHER! You look stupid right now," She gave herself a mental slap and finally replied, "I'm drinking, isn't it obvious?" She raised her eyebrow and huffed. "Now that's more like it," she turned and downed her own drink.
"Well, sweetheart, seems to me like you're in need of a drinking buddy," the man smirked and extended his hand, "Niklaus Mikaelson." He winked, "But the pretty ladies call me Klaus."
Caroline scoffed and rolled her eyes, "Of course he's an arrogant jack-ass! UGH. An arrogant jack-ass with DIMPLES. Well, two can play at this game."
She took his hand and shook it, "Bonnie Bennett, but I let all the hot guys call me Bon, SO you can call me Bonnie," Caroline smirked at his amused face as he let her hand go. "And you know, Mr. Mikaelson, you should be careful with who you give your name to. Never know what kind of creeps are around."
Klaus chucked, "I'm not too worried about myself, and come now, love, I know that not your real name. It doesn't suit you."
Caroline turned to Klaus dumbfounded, "Yeah, well you're shit outta luck 'cuz you're not getting my name."
"Alright, love. Play hard all you want, but I'll get it eventually," Klaus smiled at her.
"Oh you're totally screwed now, Caroline. There is NO way you're gonna pass up this one," was her first thought as she stared into his eyes. "Ha, yeah, in your dreams."
"So, sweetheart, since you technically haven't sent me on my merry way, can I buy you a drink?" Klaus put an elbow up on the bar and turned to face her completely.
Caroline thought for a moment then replied, "No, how 'bout you buy me supreme nachos?" She was extremely proud of herself for not drooling all over him.
"If that is what you wish," Klaus flagged down the bartender and ordered the nachos.
Caroline was looking at him intently, "So Mikaelson, now where have I heard that name before?"
"Probably the television, or perhaps you read it on the newspaper," Klaus replied nonchalantly.
"That's right! There's that thing going on with-is it your brother's-engagement?" Caroline asked and only got a nod as a response. She took this as a sign of "I-don't-wanna-talk-about-it." She gulped and asked, "So what role do you play in the business?"
Klaus gazed at her, "I'm the current CEO, sweetheart."
"Ahhh, explains the arrogance," Caroline teased.
"You wound me once again, sweetheart," Klaus put a hand on his heart and pretended to be hurt. Caroline just rolled her eyes. "So what about you, love? Tell me about yourself," he continued.
Caroline bit her lip, "Well, there's really nothing to tell. I'm 25 years old, I run an event planning company, and I live with four friends. That's basically me."
Klaus leans in, "Oh I'm sure there's more to you than being just that. I wanna know about your hopes, dreams, everything you want in life."
"That's pretty personal considering we just met not ten minutes ago," Caroline said before grabbing a tortilla chip from the bowl. "What about you, huh? Tell me about yourself first and we'll see where it goes from there," she added, "and just so you know, Mr. Mikaelson, I'm too smart to be seduced by you."
Klaus let out a chuckle then gave her a genuine smile, "That's why I like you." His eyes met Caroline's which stared back with as much intensity.
Caroline was first to snap out of her trance then cleared her throat, "So, uh, you were going to tell me about yourself?"
"Right, well how 'bout this," he popped a chip in his mouth and chewed before proceeding, "you ask me questions and I'll answer them." He looked back at her with an eyebrow raised and a slight smirk.
"Alright, deal!" Caroline responded after seeming to consider it first. "What part of the UK are you from?"
Klaus chucked, "Now what could've possibly given away that I'm from the other side of the pond? It was my accent wasn't it?" Caroline just rolled her eyes "My family and I came from London. My older brother Elijah was the first to move here when father decided to expand the company, then once I got out of business school, I decided to move in with him," Klaus explained.
"So exactly how many siblings do you have?" Caroline questioned.
"There are six of us," he replied, "My oldest brother's name is Finn – the super uninteresting and married brother; Elijah is the moral and noble of all of us, his love life is currently all over the news; then there's me – the most handsome and charming of all brothers," Klaus grinned while Caroline scoffed, "Kol is the unpredictable one in our family, the wild card if you will; then there's Rebekah – our only sister who shares my temper and Kol's impulsive tendencies; my youngest brother's name is Henrik, probably the most musically talented of all of us."
Caroline listened to him with much interest and curiosity. She didn't miss the way his expression changed when he began talking about his family. It was as if the egotistical man beside her disappeared. She found herself intrigued with his every word. "It's the damn accent," she reasoned.
"Wow, that's a lot of siblings. I mean, your family dinners must be quite colorful," Caroline chucked.
"Well, 'colorful' has never been used to describe my family before, but I suppose it seems fitting," Klaus shrugged then faced her, "How about you, love? What is your family like?"
She sighed, unsure if she wanted to tell him her sob story. Caroline usually hates opening up to a stranger, but with him, it was like he could make her spill her deepest, darkest secret.
"Well, I was an only child growing up so my family dinners weren't "colorful" whatsoever. It didn't help that my father left us for another man when I was ten, which basically caused my mom to get married to her job," Caroline stared at the bottles in the bar in order to avoid his gaze. "My father moved up here with his boyfriend, and not long after, he adopted these two boys whose father died in an accident. And that's how I got two annoyingly over-protective brothers," Caroline smiled as she finished.
Klaus smiled, "Well, it seems to me we both had a rather interesting childhood."
Caroline flagged down the bartender for another shot. She then turned her attention back to her drinking buddy, "Wasn't I supposed to do the asking?"
"Sweetheart, it's not my fault I wanted to get to know you," Klaus responded, "And you mentioned you lived with four people right now? Tell me about them."
"Oh god, he was actually paying attention?!" Caroline was taken aback by his comment. She was sure not even Tyler listened to what she said. "Uh.. yeah," she managed to answer before adding, "One of them is my brother Stefan, we live in this big mansion that his family owns. I moved up here to get away from my hometown as soon as I graduated high school, soon after, my friends Bonnie and Elena came because they didn't want to stay there, but weren't brave enough to actually go somewhere by themselves," Caroline looked at Klaus and was surprised at how much he seemed to be hanging on to her every word much like she was with him. "Oh, and then there's Enzo – he was my other brother's best friend. We took him in because his girl Maggie kicked him out. Damon, my oldest brother, used to live with us until he decided to follow his girlfriend to New Orleans."
After an hour of conversing then paying for their drinks, Caroline decided to drag him to a make-shift photo booth located at the corner of the bar. On the first picture, Klaus and Caroline were wearing King and Queen crowns and gave their most serious faces; on the second, they put on big neon glasses and Caroline stuck out her tongue to make a silly face while Klaus gave his 'confused' face; on the third picture, they decided to look at each other pretending to laugh; in the fourth picture, they were both actually laughing with Caroline covering her mouth and Klaus was looking at her while laughing as well. They decided to take another round, and on the first picture, Caroline had a sign that says "I'm with stupid" while Klaus's said "Hot Mess"; on the second shot, Caroline had a feathered boa around his neck and seemed to be pulling on it with both hands; the third picture caught Caroline by surprise as he pulled her on his lap and kissed her cheek; by the fourth picture, they were just full on making out.
"What do you say we get out of here love?" Klaus asked breathlessly.
Caroline bit her lip and nodded, unable to find her voice. "So much for being too smart to be seduced, Caroline," she scolded herself as he pulled her from the photo booth. Once both photos were in her possession, they exited the bar. Klaus shrugged off his jacket, placing them on her shoulders before offering his arm. Caroline grabbed on to it as he led them to his car. "Thank god I didn't drive here."
"UGH, seriously?" Caroline scoffed in disbelief as they stopped in front of his car, "You drive a Ferrari?" She turned to him with wide eyes, "Why am I even surprised? Of course you do, what else would a CEO drive right?" In front of her was a black Ferrari LaFerrari.
"Ahh, a woman who know her cars," Klaus gazed at her approvingly, "I must say, love, I didn't see that one coming." He chuckled, amused at her reaction.
"Two brothers, remember?" Caroline replied as he opened the door. "Jesus! It's one that opens upwards!" She sat down and took in the interior. "I spent a lot of my summers with them, and as they grew up, they taught me about cars and it became something I'm interested in," she explained as he got in the driver's seat. "Can I pick the radio station by the way?" Caroline added.
Klaus gave her another eyebrow-raised-half-smirk look, "Sure, sweetheart. I trust you won't break it."
Caroline beamed, "I'll try my best not to." She began fiddling with the controls before choosing a pop station. "The Way" by Ariana Grande was playing.
"Oh no, not that junk! Ariana Grande's voice is not something that should be filling a Ferrari!" Klaus groaned.
"Wait, how do you know who she is?" Caroline questioned.
"Little sister, remember?" he mocked her answer from earlier. "When I let you pick, I didn't realize you'd make me suffer though that."
Caroline huffed, "It's not junk, Klaus; you're just old. But I'll change it anyway." Caroline settled for the '80s station.
"You know, I resent that statement," Klaus gazed at her and continued, "I hardly think 29 is old."
"Ha, if you were a woman and this was the Middle Ages, you'd be what's called a spinster," Caroline teased.
Klaus snorted, "Well, I suppose it's good that I'm a man, and were in the 21st century."
Caroline just rolled her eyes but grinned then faced the window. Somehow, she became uncomfortable with their age gap. But four years isn't much right? "No, age is just a number," she reassured herself. Caroline took this time to text Bonnie, letting her know not to worry. She bit her lip to suppress a giggle that wanted to come out with her choice of words.
The words to Michael Jackson's "Rock with You" brought her attention back to her present company. Both of them felt the tension rise in the car as the lyrics seemed to remind them of what was about to go down that evening. Before the song even ended, Klaus pulled into the garage of a building.
"So, penthouse kind of guy, I take it?" Caroline stated as she got out of the car.
"You guessed right, love. The view is spectacular," Klaus smiled at her as he placed his hand on the small of her back, leading the way.
The moment the door closed, Klaus grabbed Caroline's waist and brought her against him. He seemed to search her eyes for an affirmative, and instead got it from a small nod. The two attacked each other's lips hungrily. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he lifted her leg up, urging her to wrap her legs around him as well. He then pinned her against the elevator wall, small moans escaped her lips as he began placing kisses along her jaw. The elevator dinged and they managed to exit then entered his penthouse. Both pulled apart to catch their breaths. Foreheads touching, Caroline smiled at him and got a smile in return. He pulled her toward the bedroom and turned her around so her back was against him. Klaus kissed her shoulders before unzipping her dress and slipping the straps off. He picked her up and threw her on the bed. Caroline watched as he took his clothing off, biting her lower lip as her eyes roamed around his perfectly toned torso. His abs weren't too prominent, but it's there. There was also a slight 'v' that was visible right above his pants.
Klaus climbed on top of her as soon as he was in his boxers. He once again captured her lips. She surprised him when she managed to flip them over. Caroline had a sexy smirk then began kissing her way down his neck, chest, then stomach. She grabbed the waistband of his boxers and pulled it down.
"OH GOD!" her eyes widened at the sight before her. Is a dick that big even possible? Or is she drunker than she thought? "Oh, this is DEFINITELY going to be amazing."
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