Hello Everyone.
So, the one-shot that started all this Bad Girl's Don't, has been nominated in the Klaroline Awards! I would like to thank all of you who voted for Bad Girl's in the Best Smut Drabble/One-Shot despite Klaus and Caroline never having sex.
"You know" Caroline drawled as the car slipped out of Mystic Falls proper and onto the wooded highways with the sinking sun dappling on the asphalt and the hood of her car,
"I can't see this…" she takes her hand off the wheel and flicks it gracefully between them,
"Lasting very long if you insist on lying to me"
Beside her in the passenger seat Klaus holds a hand to his chest in mock hurt and offence,
"I've never lied a day in my life Caroline, truly though" he adds earnestly, "I am being truthful in this rare instance"
She raises her eyebrows, "Seriously?"
"You are a safe and legal driver?"
"I didn't used to be" he admits freely, "Until as late as the eighties I used to take great pleasure in figuring out just how quickly I could make it from one coast to another or in how few days I could get from Canada to Mexico. I tended to leave a trail of ruined cars behind me for Elijah or someone else to deal with too. However that was before the computerized age, speed cameras and the like"
She tilts her head in silent question and notes the wooden, hand-crafted sign announcing the Mystic Camp site three miles away, the main camping and hiking ground in the area.
"It's easy to compel one highway cop, or even an entire squad and get away with no further troubles but these days your name gets entered into a database, fingerprints get taken, faces registered" his mouth pulls down in displeasure, "With paper trails and watermarks it takes more and more effort every year just to keep anyone official from noticing us, let alone if I decided to cruise at six times the speed limit"
Caroline's stomach sinks as he talks, "I hadn't thought about that"
She hadn't either. Even though her mom was a cop she hadn't considered what she would do twenty years from now when her driver's licence, birth certificate, social security file and even her damn email all listed her date of birth.
And she was an internet kid, everything she did, all the parties she attended, all the fun she had with her friends, every competition she won- she posted about it online. Anyone who googled her name twenty years from now would be able to figure out that she was supposed to be a thirty-eight year old woman.
"How do I stay under the radar?" she asks him, already beginning to panic and to overthink, the steering wheel protests under her clenching hands and Klaus shifts in his seat, nudging her gently with his knee and sending little sparks of electricity shooting up her thigh. She emits an almost inaudible gasp at the sensation, properly distracted and he looks out the window so she can't see him smile,
"There's a vampire in every major city who handles all that kind of work, there's one in New York who I believe is friends with one of the Salvatore brothers"
She smiles and files away the issue for another day, noting that he hadn't offer to take care of the problem when it arose a decade or two down the track.
Probably because it was one thing to swear that she'd turn up on his doorstep one day in the future when they were still dancing- sometimes literally- around their feelings and another thing to make a promise that would be based on the continuity of their current relationship.
Thankfully they arrive at the camping site before she can start to descend too deeply into that rabbit hole.
"Mr Steely owns this place and the store on it" she tells him as they park,
"He's an old codger whose late wife was blonde so I should probably ask the questions"
Klaus' struggles to hide his smile, clasping his hands behind his back, "Lead the way love"
But when they step into the office it's to find a twenty year old woman sitting at the desk and Caroline instantly recognises Amy Fell, the girl who'd worn the slit hem dress in her Miss Mystic Falls pageant and been laughed off the court, she'd since then gone on a destructive path and taken an aversion to anything Founding Family.
And the last time they'd met at a house party, she'd called Caroline a 'Stepford Slut' and poured tequila on her dress.
Caroline takes a subtle step back and Klaus approaches the desk with his most charming grin,
"Hello love, I was hoping you might be able to lend me a hand"
She can almost see the wheels turning in Amy's mind. On the one hand, the Mikaelson's attended every Founding Family event and were clearly the wealthiest family in town, on the other- they weren't Founding Family and, as the old ladies of Mystic Falls couldn't trace the Mikaelson lineage back to the Civil War, they were considered Nouveau riche.
Furthermore, even when he was on his best behaviour, there was a predatory glint in Klaus' eyes and a bite to his British accent that told any girl over the age of fifteen that he was at the very least, a bad boy.
Caroline knew this for a fact but Amy certainly looked as though she wanted to find out.
"A few days ago I helped a woman who was lost in the forest, poor thing wasn't dressed for hiking at all" he leaned on the counter and Amy pushed her chair closer, entranced by her proximity to the handsome man,
"I was hoping you'd be able to help me locate her and make sure she's alright? I didn't get her name, the lass was quite shaken up"
Caroline meanwhile made her way over to the registry in front of the large map on the wall, she flipped back through the last few days, looking for any clues. It was a long shot, Klaus had mentioned that the girl had been wearing high heels and the frat boys were probably local enough that they considered themselves above signing in.
The registry is scarce this time of year, although she notes with interest that Whitmore College seemed to be running a few trips with increasing regularity through the deeper, lesser travelled parts of the forest.
Because that wasn't a horror movie in the making.
Meanwhile, Amy's trying to play coy with Klaus,
"Sorry" she laughs, "It's just so hard to think this late in the day when I'm so hungry…All I have going through my head right now is the delicious dinner menu at the Grill"
Caroline resisted the urge to snort as she meandered into the tiny book section that Mrs Steely had added after she'd celebrated her twentieth wedding anniversary on a trip to the Grand Canyon, having spent half her time in the souvenir stores picking up ideas for their own place.
Vikings, Witches, Werewolves and Vampires- A study of the Mythical Legends of Mystic Falls
Atticus Shane.
Huh.
Caroline picked up the book and browsed the back cover with interest, Damon's birthday was coming up and Elena seemed to expect her and Bonnie to buy him something. Bonnie had been suggesting a toy poodle but this would be just as good.
Amy was still trying to turn Klaus' interest to the Grill and showing less subtlety than Caroline had when she'd tied him to his bed and stripped him naked.
"If you found anything at all…" he begins in a demanding tone, "I need to know"
Caroline zooms over as Amy begins faltering and stuttering, obviously caught in the beginnings of a lie. She stands next to Klaus and crosses her arms in a posture very reminiscent of her mother, knowing that Amy would see that too.
"Today I found a pair of shoes just off one of the hiking trails" she admits begrudgingly, "Someone had obviously just tossed them so I didn't break any laws by taking them"
"What kind of shoes?" Caroline asked and Amy glared at her, "Jimmy Choo's"
In Mystic Falls?
That narrowed the possible list of suspects considerably.
"We'll need to see them" Klaus announces and Amy sulkily pushes herself to her feet and stomps over to the tiny kitchen/staffroom,
"They're in there" she points aggressively.
Klaus and Caroline round the counter and he steps into the staffroom and nearly knocks her to the floor when he hastily backs out again, sneezing violently.
Concerned Caroline turns to him and sniffs the air- ammonia, chlorine and…
"Did you mix bleach and vinegar together?!" she demands in a shrill tone,
"Do you know how dangerous that is?"
Amy rolls her eyes, "Chill Forbes geez, it's all household cleaning stuff. I just had to get the mud and dirt stains off the shoes"
"By turning the air toxic?" she shrieks before growling in frustration and grabbing a pen sitting on the bench. She holds her breath as she steps into the tiny area but she can still feel particles in her nostrils, burning the fine hairs. The plastic bucket in the sink has already started to suffer from the prolonged exposure to the chemicals and the shoes…
Caroline lifts one heel up by the back strap and notes with dismay that the shoe isn't salvageable.
The dye had been stripped from the leather which itself was starting to crack and peel, the heel had become unglued from the sole and the insert seemed to have melted away.
Worse still, Klaus wouldn't be able to pick up any scent from the shoes or even match them to the prints he'd seen in the forest.
With an irritated sigh Caroline drops the offending footwear back into the bucket and storms out of the building, making sure to grab Klaus' hand as she went past and lace their fingers together just to really twist the knife into Amy's back.
She hears the dark muttering behind her and definitely picks up the word 'bitch' and feels the tiniest thrill of satisfaction.
"Okay" Caroline began as they loitered by her car, enjoying the last of the summer twilight,
"If nothing else, we know that the woman had Jimmy Choo shoes and even on sale those don't come cheap"
Klaus reached into his pocket and withdrew a tiny piece of material, "I found this as well, fished it out of the fire, I assume it came from lingerie"
Caroline reached for the scrap gingerly before remembering that vampires touched way worse things than someone's possibly dirty panties.
She studied them and noted the floral design- was that a rose or a magnolia?
Either way, she was definitely the girl for this investigation.
"I should be able to make out the pattern and maybe match it up to a brand" she explains, trying not to brag,
"If we're lucky she does her shopping either in town or in Richmond and if we're really lucky she splurges on all her clothes. If so, well in a town like Mystic Falls a woman who can afford both high end shoes and lingerie? Narrows it down to about fifteen at most"
She suddenly realises that she's bragging about fashion expertise, not being a tracker, cartographer, or having low-key forensic skills but her knowledge of fashion trends and the ability to see a pattern and narrow it down to the year and possible season it was released thanks to her religious readings of magazines.
But Klaus isn't staring at her condescendingly, he isn't checking out and nodding to pretend he's listening, he doesn't have an embarrassed, pitying look on his face.
Instead, he looks impressed and gives her a genuine smile, "That's fantastic" he tells her,
"I was worried I'd have to convince Elijah to throw a party and spend the night sniffing all the women, this will save everyone some grief and possibly quite a few restraining orders"
She giggles and when he asks her about how exactly she's going to go about tracing the panties back to the brand and then the owner, she answers casually and begins fishing around in her handbag for her car keys; she doesn't know how to accept real praise and actual interest in her skills from a guy, she's never had to before.
She changes the subject as they pull out of the parking lot and begin cruising back to town, despairing of Amy's stupidity and her slim chances for a successful future if she couldn't even manage not to create a chemical hazard during her lunch break.
"And a rather grim future for her love life if she tries to lure men in with the rather limited Grill menu" he commented drily, "But I am concerned that you weren't the least bit jealous sweetheart"
She snorts, "Jealous?! Of her? She's not the one who had you tied to a bed and begging for a touch"
"No" he agrees, his tone dropping several octaves and becoming husky, "That was you Caroline Forbes, with that lovely, lithe body of yours"
He turns in his seat to gaze at her from under heavy lids while his hand reached over and landed on her knee.
And suddenly Caroline found her mouth going dry and her thighs spreading apart ever so slightly, she swallowed and reminded herself to concentrate on the road, not on Klaus' index finger which was tracing lazy circles along her jeans,
"You have spectacular breasts sweetheart" he grins, "And a round little arse just begging to be spanked"
Spanked?
She focuses on breathing steadily, even as her heart rate starts climbing with a pulsing throb between her thighs to match. She's never been spanked before, but she's always been curious and with someone who knows what he's doing, a grown man would know how to make it feel good and enjoyable.
His finger reaches midway up her thigh and dips down and her eyes flicker to follow his path,
"However, let's not forget the lovely treasure between your gorgeous thighs with the delightful ambrosia you of which you offered me the briefest taste"
His finger slipped down and rubbed her juncture through the denim and she found herself pressing against him as her panties grew wet…
And her car drifted to the middle of the road.
Okay.
She turned the wheel and pulled onto the gravel, rolling to a stop and killing the engine. She sighs and tilts her head as Klaus buries his face in her neck, his breath warm on her skin,
"Tell me" she invited as his finger played with the button on her jeans, "Klaus…I've been a bad girl"
She can feel his smile against her neck. A bad girl was what she'd claimed to be that afternoon in his bedroom when they'd fantasized about their first time together.
Perhaps it would be their thing.
He takes a ragged breath, "Get out of the car"
She scrambles out on unsteady feet and slips her keys into her back pocket, easing her way around the hood where Klaus waits for her, his hands behind his back as she approached, his eyes hungry and he licks his lips.
She tripped the last step and fell against him, their lips crashed together and their tongue clashed and duelled, she flings her arms around him and he presses her against the side of the car, rubbing his denim clad erection against her.
"Talk to me" she begs, when they break for air, "Tell me what you want to do to me"
He grins, "What I'm going to do to you sweetheart" he corrects and she nods.
He releases her and she leans against the car, "Stand-up" he orders, "And take off your top"
She glances around and sees that they're in the middle of nowhere still, outside of town and unlikely to be spotted by passing traffic at this time; so she slowly lifts her blouse over her head, shaking out her hair and dropping the top onto the ground. Klaus' eyes rake over her bra and she pushes out her chest, preening under his gaze,
"Pull your bra down so I can see your breasts"
With an excited grin she slips the straps off her arms and then pushes the cups down, they settle under her breasts, lifting them up and he takes a step forward before he even realises.
"With your consent?" he checks, his hands now at his sides and she nods eagerly,
"Uh huh"
He cups her breasts in his hands, swiping his thumbs over her nipples which are so hardened and sensitive from arousal that she has to bite down a whimper.
He smirks, his eyes are dark with desire, colour high in his cheeks and his lips wet from constantly running his tongue across them.
"I'm going to enjoy playing with these" he tells her,
"When I have you naked and spread before me, I'm going to massage them first with my fingers and then I'm going to take them in my mouth, licking, lapping and biting until you are fluttering against me like a hummingbird" he smiles and his eyes flicker to her golden hair, "And when you're spent from lovemaking, I'm going to have you hold them together for me so I can pleasure myself between them until I come on your pretty chest"
He ducks his head and presses a wet kiss to her left nipple, she moans and arches her back as he straightens up, "Turn around, hands at your sides and flat against the car"
Caroline's eyes are flickering closed and her breathing is heavy with desire while her arousal soaks her panties. She spins shakily and presses herself against the passenger side of the car, the glass of the window is cold against her skin and she starts at the sensation before deciding that it's a pleasurable contrast. Especially when she rubs her thighs together to try and find some relief.
Klaus reaches around and rests his hand on the button of her jeans, "With your consent love"
She nods, her cheek against the roof of her car, "Please"
He chuckles and pops the button and unzips her jeans, tugging them down to expose her bum, her panties following in quick succession, joining the denim under her cheeks.
She's never shown her bum off like this before, but she's never had the chance to or the right situation, somehow showing off her bum was so much naughtier than showing off her breasts or vagina; but now, she's arching her hips in silent offer to Klaus.
He gives her a quick, light smack and she squeaks in surprise and delight, biting her lip as she contemplates erotic spanking.
"Bad girls need a good slap on the arse" Klaus growls in her ear, holding her hair back and nipping at the shell,
"They need to be bent over a knee and have their pretty round cheeks painted red from spanking as they squeal and plead for more"
"And you're a bad girl aren't you Caroline?"
She nods with a strangled whimper, uttering what she hoped was a sexy line,
"Very bad…I'm gonna need a good, hard spanking"
He growls and reaches down, gripping her arse with his hands and pressing his fingers into her soft flesh, "I'm going to spank you sweetheart and with me, you'll enjoy every slap"
He runs his thumb between her cheeks and she starts when he brushes over her rim, sensing her hesitation and uncertainty there, he lifts his hand off her and she momentarily worries that she's spoiled the moment before she hears the rustle of clothes and gasps when Klaus nips at her right cheek.
"Back around sweetheart" he instructs her from his crouching position, "And shimmy out of those jeans for me, I want to see all of you"
Swallowing hard, Caroline moves cautiously until she's facing him, leaning her bum against the car for support. Her panties are still covering her vagina and when Klaus surges forward, his hands on her hips to hold her in place, pressing a hot, wet and fierce kiss on the silk just above her clit she cries out and nearly loses her footing.
"Shoes off first" he decides, giving her a crooked smile, "With your consent my delicious love"
She holds up her left foot and he takes her boot, firmly removing it and placing it on the gravel before swiping a spot clear of stones for her to rest her foot. When her right shoe follows suit he clasps his hands, looking up with blatant sexual desire, "Jeans first, then remove your panties and give them to me"
Quivering with lust, Caroline's hands are trembling as she peels off the layers and stands before him completely exposed and scandalously aroused by it.
"Put your right leg over my shoulder" he commands, "I want ease of access"
Shakily, she slips her leg around his arm and put a hand behind her on the car for balance as his warm breath ghosts over her vagina, which is clenching and soaking wet, he smirks at the reaction he causes in her.
"I want to drink you up sweetheart" he murmurs, "I want to sit you on my face and eat you up until you're screaming my name and dripping down my chin. When you're soaking wet for me, I want to put you on your stomach and slam my cock into you as you plead for me to go harder and faster. I want to have you on your back, spread-eagled and begging for me to fuck you senseless. I want you on your hands and knees moaning as I take you like an animal. I want you to straddle me and ride me until we both collapse under the weight of our own climaxes"
It takes everything in her not to rip his clothes off, pull him into the back seat and sheath him in her hot, soaking wet vagina. Especially when Klaus lifts his head up and begins licking at the arousal that's dripped onto her thighs.
Caroline's thoughts were scattered somewhere along the spectrum of 'Wow, stubble doesn't feel too bad after all' and 'Is it rude to hold him in place?'
Her head falls back and she sighs, her fingers slipping from Klaus' hair as his mouth…
Snap
Her head snapped back and she frowns, "Hey Klaus?" she prompts him gently,
"Yes love?" he lifts his eyes up to meet hers,
"Did you hear something?" she asks, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. He goes still,
"Did you hear something?" he responds and she's about to laugh it off embarrassed before remembering that this is Klaus, he's not going to make fun of her or laugh her off as being stupid.
"I think so" her voice is still high, with the inflection at the end to phrase it almost as a question.
He doesn't ask her to elaborate. He snatches her panties out of his back pocket and slides them back up her legs with astonishing speed, her jeans quickly following and he rises to his feet as he buttons them before fishing the keys out of her pocket.
"In the car" he tells her, "Now"
"What…?" she starts but he's pushing her into the passenger seat and flashes around to the driver's side. He doesn't even bother adjusting the seat or checking the rear view mirror before starting the car and pulling out onto the road, shooting a mile up the highway before Caroline can even register that he's going about five times the speed limit.
"Seriously?!" she raises her eyebrows at his overreaction, "I might have just been imagining things"
"Caroline love," he runs his hand over his mouth, drops down to the legal speed and adjusts the seat,
"If there's one thing I've learnt after centuries of being a predator in forests just like this one, it's this- If a woman engaged in premarital sexual activities with a man in the middle of nowhere thinks she heard something strange, she did and that something strange is usually something very, very lethal"
She shivers and turns around, looking through the rear-view mirror as if expecting to see a wolf standing on the highway behind them.
"Do you think it was the werewolf?" she asks, her leg jiggling up and down in her nervousness,
Klaus shrugs, "Possibly…hopefully she'll figure out we're onto her and either leave town or at the very least cut back on the killings"
"What if she comes after us?" Caroline worries but he turns to her with a smile,
"This close after a full moon you'll be able to take her easily, she comes after me and the problem will be solved"
Relieved at his apparent lack of concern, she leans back in her seat,
"Do you think we're cursed?" she asks suddenly, speaking before thinking again,
"Of course not sweetheart" he assures her with an amused grin, "Just exceptionally unlucky and quite possibly cock-blocked by cosmic forces"
She huffs and runs a hand through her hair in frustration, the mood completely and utterly ruined.
"How long is your brother in town?" she turns to him and he rolls his eyes,
"Not long, just until one of us is dead from sexual frustration…probably me, I think he'd like you if he bothered getting to know any female who wasn't brunette"
She laughs and the mood is a lot lighter when they reach her house, Klaus deciding to walk back to the high school for his car so they aren't seen together. They share the quickest of kisses before she's stepping into her dark and empty house and headed straight for the shower.
It occurs to her as she's curling up into bed that night to tell Klaus about the game at Whitmore that Friday, after all, everyone would be there and between the bonfires, the drinking and the general chaos they'd surely be able to sneak away into the woods for an hour or two.
Interesting.
Niklaus.
The Original Hybrid. One of the most powerful, feared creatures in the world, kneeling at the feet of the young girl, taking the position of supplicant instead of one of power.
The werewolf had watched the young girl, had seen her nod frequently, giving her consent; even stripped naked she held complete control in that sexual relationship.
Which meant that she was likely the Hybrid's weakness.
A/N- So I'm stuck in a wifi-less apartment for the week with a beach and swimming pool which is a great break from the Aussie winter, so updates are a bit slow but getting there.
Also, this is going to be a long story because apparently I can't write simple ones :(
I love you all.
