Disclaimer: I do not own TVD. This is written for the amusement of myself and my fans.
A/N: For mature readers only. Smut warning. I hope my mind doesn't horror you. I blame other fanfic writers for influencing me with their awesomeness. Speaking of smut, have you guys seen Joseph Morgan in 'Ben Hur 2011 Smutty scenes' - seriously, make sure you have a bucket to catch your drool - he's a sexy beast, and yes I was using it as *cough* research.
I Need You To Save Me
Chapter 2
"There you are brother! Who is this perfectly stunning woman you've acquired?" Caroline pulled back startled and Klaus' hands dropped by his side. She remembered the brown haired vampire because he'd attacked Stefan and almost died after swallowing his werewolf-tampered blood - Kol Mikaelson was Klaus' youngest brother. Klaus gathered himself, turning to Kol with a wry smile, "How was Paris, Kol? Rebekah with you?"
"Actually no, she decided to stay a little longer. Care for a game of pool, brother? Your girl can watch." Caroline felt annoyed that Kol would not only hijack her date but also deny her from playing. Klaus seemed aware of her sudden irritancy, "One game then." He said sizing up Kol's competition; a broad, big footed moustached man and a boy with a shifty look - in other words an easy competition. Caroline pulled Kol's poole stick from his grip, "What makes you think I'm going to watch? What is this, the 1800s?" Kol raised his eyebrows at a smirking Klaus, who replied with full intentions that Caroline would overhear him, "Isn't she stunning?"
"And she knows it." Kol murmured, taking his time admiring every angle possible before taking his shot and sinking a tricky ball. Klaus ordered a round of drinks before shaking hands and introducing himself. The boy missed his shot and slammed his fist against the table annoyed. Klaus indicated for Caroline to make her move. The boy halted her. "It's alright mate, she's sharing with me, you don't have a problem with that do you?" They gulped their beers, disgruntled - if they had a problem they didn't say it. Caroline assessed the situation. Klaus liked the way her hair fell over her eyes until she was forced to tuck the loose strands behind her ear. He also chuckled to himself each time Caroline glanced at him when she thought he wasn't looking and when she blushed each time he winked in her direction. "You've never been beaten by a girl have you?" Caroline said upon sinking her first ball, leaving Klaus and Kol more than impressed.
The moustache man came out of the shadows and spoke for the first time: "It's only fair since you've changed the stakes to raise the bid." Kol's cocky demeanour disappeared. Klaus lowered his beer and Caroline's cheeky smile faltered: she had been enjoying herself. "We're not playing for just one hundred thousand dollars - whoever wins gets to keep the girl." Caroline gasped as the boy's rough hands clamped her mouth shut, her stick clattered to the ground and the entire pub grew quiet. Klaus instantly flew into a rage.
Kol raised his hands and smirked, "Let the girl go, you morons. Do you really think I'd let you take her?" Kol asked. "I'm stronger than you." He added quietly, making Klaus wonder who exactly they had been playing against. Caroline was surprised to find she wasn't stronger than the teenager who held her. Klaus saw the fear take over her pretty face and the person he'd tried so hard to find was forgotten. Klaus' fist collided with the moustached man, "You've been gambling, Kol? Do you not remember what your previous actions did to this family?"
"They were old debts and I'm well aware of what happened, brother."
"And yet you always make the same mistakes." Klaus was surprised the moustached man was still standing. "Why her?" Klaus grabbed the man's shirt, forcing him to the ground he hit him again for good measure. The man laughed, despite the state of his face and his eyes glowered gold confirming Klaus' suspicions behind the attack.
"Stefan told me you'd put up a fight. He also said not to touch her-" The moustached man raised his hand - a message the boy had been waiting for. "This is for Jools." He spat. Werewolves, Klaus thought disgusted. He looked up to see Caroline shoved against the wall with the boy's hands between her legs, and his fangs just about to sink into her neck. Kol was thrown off his feet and into the bar by a thug; smashing several drinks that lay unattended.
Klaus realised Stefan hadn't just made a deal with Jool's friends who obviously wanted revenge, he'd also compelled the humans to kill him if the werewolves failed. Klaus left Kol where he was and went after the boy. A kinder man would have let him live, but Klaus wasn't a man. Klaus wrenched the young werewolf from her trembling body and forced him into the wall; without asking questions or demanding what Stefan wanted, his hand plunged into his chest and ripped out his heart.
Klaus held onto the beating heart knowing she wouldn't want him now. Knowing full well that reality would keep them apart. Klaus was ruthless and a beast and Caroline was too beautiful in the heart and soul to deserve his attention. The boy lay dead at his feet. His heart plopped beside him as Klaus turned his defeated gaze to her, waiting for her reaction, waiting for her horrified expression that never came. Instead Caroline chest heaved, drawing in frantic breaths and she flung her arms around him burying her damp face against his fine blue shirt. Taken aback he rested his chin on her soft hair and held her tightly hoping it would never end but Kol was yelling for his help. Several compelled humans held Kol down and the werewolves held a burning stake to his throat.
"DO SOMETHING!"
"It's not going to kill you Kol." Klaus murmured truthfully, Originals were much harder to kill.
"IT WILL STILL BLOODY HURT - AND THIS WAS A NEW SUIT!"
"Be brave Kol." Klaus murmured checking on Caroline who sniffed back tears. She seemed alright, shaken but grateful. He moved her away from the body, keeping her close.
"OK, I'M SORRY FOR GAMBLING! NOW WILL YOU COME AND SAVE ME?" Kol blew at the flames which were so close to his skin, so close to his face - "Say your prayers vampire." The thug taunted.
"What exactly is going on here?" Elijah walked through the chaos with his hands in his pockets and a placid expression on his face. The werewolves and compelled humans lunged at him and his mouth formed a small o shape, as if it dawned on him. His eyes washed over Caroline in Klaus arms and he nodded to himself before easily managing to throw off the attackers without getting any blood on his suit, unlike Kol. The humans that were left to attempted suicide, presumably on Stefan's orders or were lucky enough to be compelled to leave. Elijah helped a useless Kol to his feet and sighed, "It seems Stefan does not understand my warning," Kol fixed his hair, "He was to leave Klaus alone or he will be exiled from Mystic Falls." Elijah explained.
"There's only one thing we can do here." Elijah said, turning to his brothers. "Miss Forbes, I think it best if Klaus returns you home. If your mother asks, I think it wise if you don't mention this." Kol passed him a lighter and all their eyes fixated on the flame Elijah had created. They all knew what awaited the Grill but none protested. "Goodnight Caroline." Elijah said, giving Klaus a warning look.
"I'll take you home." Klaus murmured, his hand on her back like when they'd arrived, only now there was a different tension in the air: what had been the perfect, fun, normal date had turned into a nightmare.
Caroline could still feel his fingers raking her like some monster. He threatened her. His bite would have ended her. Please let let him touch her, feel her, smell her - just once. Now he was dead. Klaus had killed him. Saved her! But killed another. Her emotions were scattered. She didn't know if to cry or scream. Her hands shook uncontrollably. She had seen worse things than this. It seemed in Mystic Falls nothing would ever be like it was.
Klaus clutched her useless hands in his. Everything about her: her beauty, her wit, her honesty, her bravery, her selflessness: she was stunning and he probably didn't deserve her, but he cared for her more than ever now. "Don't dwell on what happened." He whispered, trying to take her mind of the ordeal. "What's done is done. Elijah will take care of that. You need rest." Klaus let her lean on him and sped to the car; aware of the impending explosion which suddenly erupted from The Grill - killing the werewolves, and the humans Stefan had compelled. Caroline paused, watching the flames wreak havoc over the historical Grill which housed so many memories. "I'm sorry." He murmured, knowing how much everything had changed - ever since he'd arrived in Mystic Falls.
Caroline could feel a different kind of adrenaline rush through her veins as Klaus stood behind her, protecting her. She wanted to forget what had happened but she also wanted to thank Klaus for saving her life - again. Caroline had been thinking things weren't serious, that she would never let them be serious, but who was she kidding? She wore his bracelet; she consented to "borrowing" a dress, and she had danced with Klaus! They were all signs, even if she had denied them at first - somehow without her realising it: Klaus meant more to her than just an admirer.
Klaus had almost opened the car door when she pulled her hand free of his grip and before he could ask her what was wrong, she was kissing him! Caroline Forbes was holding his face in her hands and eagerly pressing her own lips against his. Klaus hadn't been sure of her true feelings - or whether she was ready to move on. He had thought that Tyler Lockwood still had her heart - he was wrong.
Caroline smiled against his mouth when he finallyacknowledged her and her sudden needs. He deposited her on the back seat with a groan and she knew she had his full attention. She grinned beneath his long wet kisses, gasping as she pulled off his shirt and tasted the champagne on his saliva. Her fingers brushed down his magnificent chest and over his many scars from his transformations. Klaus was dangerous, risky, bad for her and yet here she was attracted to him and not just because of those qualities but because she felt alive; normal (as strange as it sounded) and happy and besides Klaus was different when he was around her: he was charming, kind and protective. Maybe it was time for her to stop worrying about her future? Maybe it was time for her to let go of the past and to revel in the present? Caroline looked up into his extremely sexy blue eyes and saw that perfectly handsome grin, "I enjoy you Caroline, everything about you." Klaus muttered, his face so honest it made Caroline blush but this time she wanted him; she wanted everything he promised; everything he could give - she was feeling something with him she hadn't felt before, not even with Tyler.
Her hands snaked their way to the back of his neck, tangling themselves in his curls. She ached for him. He returning her feelings - he'd wanted to hold her for weeks, but he never thought she'd let him. He didn't want to rush what they had. He was happy to wait until she felt the same way. If she felt the same way. Caroline moaned as his mouth ran down her neck, and he said huskily, "You need to go home before we do something we regret." Caroline didn't let go, she couldn't. Why was he so damn sexy? Why had she never realised it til now? Shekissed his chiselled jaw, unable to answer him, "Caroline," He pressed, unlatching her lips, finding he'd lose control if he kept touching her like she wanted: she was too perfect and she knew it.
Caroline sighed, knowing when she kissed him, life made sense. The way he looked at her...! Caroline ran her palm down his stubble, "I'm not going home. I want you. I want all this." She could hardly believe she was telling him but it was true: she wanted so badly to make out with Klaus - to be with him then and there. Klaus it seemed couldn't stop himself either: his mouth collided against hers. She had made Klaus lose utter control of his restraint. His mouth grazed the edges of her bra. "You picked out this underwear especially for me didn't you?" Klaus murmured, unclipping it as she unlatched her mouth from his ear with much difficulty, stuttering no. "Don't tell fibs Caroline: red's my favourite colour." And her bra joined the rest of her clothes, lost on the floor. He groaned appreciatively when her round breasts gave him their full attention.
Klaus' palms smothered her breasts. His other hand slid over her pert bottom, bringing her close. His touch made her weak. "You are stunning, Caroline." The way he said her name made her melt with ecstasy. He wanted her as much as she needed him. She rolled inside him like a missing puzzle piece and gasped between long kisses - her fingers mapping out the muscles in his back and down his abdomen, tracing the edge of his - underwear? She shouldn't have been surprised. Klaus was old-fashioned, but not in the current department. He hastily unbuttoned her jeans, pulling them off quickly. She felt even more vulnerable when she realised Klaus was seeing her naked for the first time. His eyes travelled down from her face, breathing her name softly. She stopped him with a finger to his lips: they had reached that moment: the moment where everything would change.
She was surprised he asked, "I was a gentleman, once." He explained, touching his forehead to hers. "Since I have your consent, let me ravish you." Caroline brought her hand to her mouth to stifle a giggle. Klaus smirked, his fingers pulling at her knickers; down, down, down they went, until they too lay forgotten. Her legs widened hopefully; she held her breath as Klaus adjusted himself. Things were out of control now: she wanted to have sexy times with Klaus in the back of his car? Yep, she was insane, and yet it felt so right. It wasn't the alcohol feuding her decisions it was the way he made her feel.
Caroline was already wet between the thighs: Klaus was making her wait for him. So much for being a gentleman! Klaus' tongue battled against her own; they had forgotten the niceties - now they were well into making the other pant. Klaus trailed his mouth over her nipples; she elicited the most gorgeous sounds at first, so he started licking them; tweaking the small buds between his fingers until she blushed crimson and writhed beneath him. He didn't stop there; her moans continued as his tongue slid down her chest and passed her perfect belly button, before taking his time with soft kisses along her hips, skipping the place that called for him the most, and running his tongue along the insides of her thighs - provoking sounds he never thought he'd hear. "Niklaus!" She repeated his name at his request until she barely could utter it, because he was tasting her insides! Her fingers clutched his dirty blond curls to stop herself thinking she was dreaming.
Klaus was impressed by her sudden willingness to do whatever he said at that moment, but he didn't torture her for long, he was too impatient, even if she tasted divine. Klaus was almost ready for her. She lay gasping for breath as his teeth teased her softly, there in no-man's land. She was so wet! He brought her thighs towards him even more, just as she cummed into his mouth, but even then he wasn't finished. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, pumping a finger inside her, making her squirm more than he imagined. He smirked as he watched the effect he had on her and in minutes her breathing grew sharp; her cheeks flushed and her mouth grew wide. Klaus pushed a second finger inside her, preparing her for his final act. He caught her left breast in his mouth sucking on it first and then the other; aware that Caroline would break soon. She moaned his name again, running her lips along the edge of his shoulder blades and making him harder than he already was. "Not long now." He noted.
She couldn't even respond: short gasps prepared herself as he lowered himself inside her with a grunt and she instantly tightened around him. Caroline whimpered against his ear as he pushed himself forward, trying not to hurt her but needing to for maximum effect - he felt incredible inside her. She couldn't stop touching him - she needed all of him! He grinned into her neck as he gathered himself and bucked slowly against her agreeable body. She was beautiful beneath him even with her hair a mess but her lipstick somehow unflawed. She looked at him with love and kindness and awe. For several moments they didn't speak, listening to each other carefully. "Klaus?" Caroline moaned as he worked himself up, nearing the end of his tether.
"Yes love?" His face inches for hers and sweat highlighting his naked body.
"Can you believe this is happening?" Caroline gasped, her legs wrapped tightly around his hips. "What about the others?" She asked sounding ashamed.
"Yes." He said, kissing her mouth briefly, breaking off to say, "You worry about the strangest of things, love. We shan't tell them if you don't want to." Klaus murmured, resting his head against hers, several grunts escaped him. He held her face in his, keeping eye contact.
"I want to." She gasped each word which corresponded with a soft buck from Klaus. He seemed surprised, repeating her answer in disbelief. She was adamant. What they were sharing felt right, more than right: it felt wonderful. Butterflies erupted in her stomach. He was looking her in that way again. The way only princes look at princesses - her life wasn't a fairytale... or was it? She didn't know anymore. She did know that Tyler was gone. Her father was gone, and Klaus thought she was stunning. "I want to tell them I am in love with you." She whispered. They were moving together now, as one - like a couple should. It felt good to be moving on.
"Are you sure about that?" Klaus asked softly. Caroline kissed him, letting her heart answer. She loved Klaus. She loved Klaus! Caroline couldn't believe she had admitted it, but Klaus was inside her and it was magnificent - he was magnificent. Yes she was sure. Her mouth took to kissing him ferociously for a few minutes until he warned with a smirk, "You'll be stuck with me forever?" She knew it, but she didn't care. She loved him, and all his bad boy glory. "If you're sure. I won't disappoint." and Klaus felt himself surge forward immediately after; his lips brushing against hers as first her orgasm rippled through her veins, making her heart race. He brushed her hair out of her sweaty face amazed that he had finally won her, that the heavenly creature beneath him was in love with him as much as he was with her.
0o0o
Alaric opened the door of the Gilbert's house in his pyjamas. It was almost noon but he'd only just woken up. Stefan Salvatore smirked at his 'homeless' appearance and stepped inside. "What do you want Stefan?" Alaric asked coldly, on guard. "Elena's not here, neither is Damon."
Stefan patted Alaric on the shoulder, "I came to see if you were ok Alaric. I don't care about Elena and Damon or what they might be doing together, what I want to know is: how are you?"
Alaric stared at him. Stefan was obviously up to something. He walked into the kitchen to get started on something for breakfast now he was up. "I'm fine, not much to report." Alaric noticed Stefan walk directly over to the books he'd borrowed from the Council which told the Mikaelson's history and he ran his fingers over the crimpled pages with interest. "Just some general research. Pretty boring actually." Alaric lied hurrying over to the table to close them. Stefan halted him with a hand against his heart. He smirked as Alaric froze unsure if Stefan was about to kill him. Stefan would never be the vampire he used to be - he'd been through too much and the blood he'd drank had altered his mind. His actions were foreign to Alaric.
"I'm not here to kill you Alaric. I'm here to make you a deal. I thought you might like to know as a member of council that the Originals are staying n Mystic Falls. This can't be allowed. Can you imagine how many humans are going to be affected by this? Damon seems to think he can manage this. Since you are a protector of this town, I thought you might like to know - it's a wonder he didn't tell you, aren't you meant to be his friend? As for Elena, I'd think as her parental figure that you would have spoken with her about her sleeping arrangements. Not to pry - but you do know that Damon and Elena were having sex last night?" Stefan had proved his point - Alaric was trembling in something other than fear. "I'm sure we can both benefit from the knowledge found in this book. Let me be your friend again Alaric. You know you can count on me." Stefan held out his hand for Alaric to shake, with Alaric on his side, Klaus and the rest of the Originals could be driven out of Mystic Falls, better yet, they could find a way to kill them, never to return.
Alaric probably shouldn't have done it. Thinking back, he'd been stupid - but there was some truth in what Stefan had said, and so he agreed. Stefan left with the books under his arm and Alaric sat in the kitchen waiting for Damon and Elena, whom he had set new rules for, no matter if Damon was his only friend, and Elena an adult - he felt responsible for her and he didn't need Damon taking advantage of her. He needed to step up and be there for her - she'd already lost too many people already. Maybe it was time the Originals left Mystic Falls. Maybe Stefan was right.
0o0o
"What now?" Kol asked to his elder brother as they surveyed the burnt out Grill. The bodies inside would have disintegrated. There was nothing left: no evidence. No threat.
"We go home." Elijah murmured, walking in the opposite direction, towards the square.
"We have a home now?" Kol asked amused.
"Yes, unfortunately the home you gambled to the Fell's has not been relinquished. Damon has organised a house by the river instead and Mother is busy preparing everyone's rooms."
"I'm a grown vampire, I don't need-" Kol started with a frown.
"She has bought you those superman sheets you always wanted as a child. Shall I call her to say you'd rather not have them?" Kol snatched at Elijah's phone but missed. Elijah proved his point.
"Mother seems to want to make all our dreams come true. Remember to take your shoes off before you enter." Elijah smirked.
"I wish you would stop teasing me about that." Kol said darkly.
"Not possible." Elijah smirked to himself.
"Fine, lead the way to our stately home then." Kol said sulkily. They walked in silence for a moment, until Kol started up a new conversation, "Did you see the way he looked at her?"
"To whom are you speaking of?" Elijah asked with a sigh.
"Niklaus, our brother - he's never looked at anyone that way."
"And what way is that?" Elijah asked, taking in their surroundings. He could hear footsteps.
"When you know you're looking into the eyes of someone you will love forever."
Elijah knew that look very well. He had given it to Katerina on numerous occasions only to receive nothing in return; except lies. Kol had never experienced that kind of love - he'd only experienced lust. "There's much you need to learn, brother." Elijah murmured, hearing the light patter of a human heart. He smelt lavender - perfume. Kol was oblivious as usual. Elijah kept walking, keeping his eyes open as Kol discussed his theories on what Klaus was really doing with Caroline. "Indeed, whatever Klaus and Caroline are doing, is none of our business - what you should be doing, is not spying on them, and instead opening your eyes. Do you not hear that we are being followed?"
Kol thrust is head to the side, standing in a humorous ninja position, thinking it would defend him.
Elijah failed to comment. "Who's there?" Kol asked loudly, before Elijah could think of a better plan.
The woman stepped out of the shadows, tall and beautiful, dark-skinned and arms raised. Kol collapsed in a heap screaming for his mother, Elijah watched bemused as Bonnie Bennett raised her eyebrows, "I haven't even been gone a week and already the Grill has been burnt down? What exactly has been going on Elijah?"
Elijah pointed at his brother before answering, "I thought your powers didn't work on us?"
Bonnie smirked, "I've learnt some valuable skills. I didn't want to waste my energy on you, but your friend was irritating me."
Elijah chuckled to himself, "He was irritating me too."
Bonnie sighed, "Is there anywhere we can talk?" She had never really trusted any of the Originals, but Elijah had helped her that night. He was also the most moral out of them all. He owed her. She lifted her spell on Kol, and he rolled around on the asphalt hugging his stomach. Elijah offered Bonnie his arm which she took reluctantly, and he murmured, "Kol - meet Bonnie Bennett - she's a witch you don't want to cross." They didn't wait for Kol - he caught up complaining loudly though, and Elijah brought her back to their house where he was sure Esther would love to meet her.
0o0o
Caroline was seated on top of Klaus' having taken her time to kiss every part of Klaus' body she could reach. "How much do you love me?" Caroline whispered, still hardly believing Klaus had managed to give her an orgasm and that she wanted him to do it over and over again. "Show me." Caroline said, pulling his smirking face up to kiss his gorgeous lips. Klaus growled her name and pulled her on top of him. "I just did." He smirked, "It's your turn."
Caroline bravely and passionately began her work on Klaus, each subtle kiss turned fierce and soon she couldn't help herself. Her heart was pounding. Rapid wet kisses joined them. She bucked repeatedly against him. His hands clutched her bum and she threw back her head, allowing him to trail his mouth over her chest once more. "Oh god, why are you so hot?" Caroline moaned, as his mouth broke away from her breast and muffled the rest of her question.
Caroline had never enjoyed sex so much, somehow Klaus was THE god. The way he treated her, the way he looked at her, the way he said her name. Caroline never wanted it to stop. Klaus looked so happy she couldn't help but giggle as she broke his kiss, he brushed her hair from her neck with a smile, "That laugh, that's another thing I enjoy." Caroline kissed his lips tenderly, bringing herself against him faster now so their breaths mingled as one; grunting and moaning as they forced each other to be the first to scream. Caroline thrust herself against him, her hair falling over her eyes. Klaus ran his hands over her shoulders tenderly and kissed her palms. She opened her eyes to see him staring back at her like he didn't regret anything that had just happened, and she sighed, her body tingling all over; the windows of the car had fogged up. Caroline wiped the sweat from Klaus' brow, recovering from their recent performance. The moment they shared then was absolute bliss. If they didn't know before, they certainly knew now: they definitely had chemistry. There was a squeaking sound and Caroline turned to the source - glimpsing Rebekah's nose upturned; pressed against the glass and featuring a horrified expression that was shortly followed by a long ear-piercing scream.
A/N: Third chapter will be delayed. Uni work comes first. Hope you liked it though and the smutty Klaroline scenes! Will try and give you some Delena and Kalijah next chapter. Possible Elijah/Bonnie or Kol/Bonnie too! (So many new ships to write about!) It's now 2.30AM and I need sleep. Please review, it's great to read your feedback and it encourages me to write - so get those fingers typing! Ta lovelies.
