I can't believe the response I've gotten from everyone over this story. Thank you guys so much! I wouldn't have the motivation to write this if it weren't for all the wonderful reviews.

Enjoy! :)


Klaus's POV

Her words repeated over and over again in my head, worse than five hunter's curses: "I'm not nearly as innocent as you think I am."

I could think of a thousand responses to that particular statement, the first one being 'prove it'. Surely she must realize how utterly insane her tempting words make me. But her words were not even the most impactful factor of our encounter. I had felt her warm breath on my skin as she leaned towards me, and had inhaled the accompanying scent that was distinctly Caroline. That deadly scent never failed to make my mouth water and my dead heart pulse erratically.

"You wouldn't believe the naughty thoughts I have."

I was certainly not going to waste such a perfect opportunity to make Caroline more hot and bothered than she had made me.

Smiling to myself for a moment, I could've laughed at how ridiculous I currently felt. The Original Hybrid stammering and speechless over a girl.

I heard Caroline come out of the bathroom and quickly put on a blank expression. She hesitated for a moment to close its door. I took advantage of her pause, quickly flashing to her side. She jumped away from me for a moment, pulling her hand off the brass door knob.

"Klaus!" she exclaimed, letting out a huff. "You – ," I moved so that I was only a few inches in front of her face, "scared – " Caroline hesitated, sounding confused. I placed my hands against the wall on either side of her shoulders and leaned closer towards her. She retreated until her back pressed against the bathroom door. I pressed closer still, leaving only a few inches between us. "Scared me," Caroline finished in a quiet, breathless voice. She glanced sideways at my arms, suddenly realizing she was trapped. "You scared me," she muttered again.

I grinned and leaned closer, staring at her parted lips.

"Well it's only fair, love," I murmured, glancing up at her widened eyes. "You excited me."

She let out an unsteady breath.

"Did I?" she asked in a quiet but sarcastic tone, seeming to gain some of her composure.

I aim to change that.

"Indeed you did," I answered smoothly. "In fact, I'd dare to be so bold as to say that exciting me was your intent."

Caroline grinned despite her obvious discomfort. "Oh, really now?"

I hummed in response.

"And what if it wasn't my intent?" she inquired, raising both eyebrows and staring at me determinedly.

I let out a low chuckle.

"Then I would suggest altering your choice of conversation with whomever you speak with," I said with equal determination. "That is, unless of course you wish to make them extremely flustered."

She considered my words for moment before giving me a small grin.

"Extremely flustered?" she teased in a low voice. "Is that how I made you feel?"

I'm sure my eyes darkened at that.

"It's not really the feelings you provoked, but more my imagination," I stated carefully.

Caroline raised both perfect eyebrows and tried to hide her smile.

"Oh?" she inquired. "And what did I make you imagine?"

I grinned like a mad man. She must be feeling quite mischievous tonight.

Very well, then.

"You made me imagine many things, sweet, innocent Caroline," I admitted cheekily. "But by what you revealed of your thoughts, I suppose you're not as innocent as I thought you were." I leaned closer to her lips, causing her to stop breathing. I quickly turned my head, my lips barely hovering over her ear. "Do you wish to know what I wanted to do in that moment?"

She exhaled shakily, her head nodding only a fraction of an inch. I grinned wickedly and removed one of my hands from the wall to run my fingers through her hair, pulling it out of the way so I could brush my lips over her ear.

"I wanted to wrap my arms around you so tightly that you could not escape, much like you cannot escape now," I murmured huskily. "I wanted to pull your body against mine so that I could feel every curve. I wanted to run my fingers through your hair," I grazed my nails along her scalp, making her breath hitch, "and then tilt back your head," my fingers tangled through her hair and tugged back, making her release another stuttering breath. I tilted my head, my lips nearly touching her carotid artery. "I wanted to kiss you here," I said, grazing my finger across the pulse in her neck, "then trail my lips across your clavicle until I stopped above your heart." I lowered my head, my warm breath blowing across her skin. Caroline audibly swallowed. "I wanted to listen to your heart pound, and then grab you by the waist and pull you against me. I'd kiss you in such a way that you'd be shaking and begging me to hold you closer. And when you did beg, I would kiss every inch of your skin until you could only speak my name."

She exhaled shakily. "And if I told you to stop?"

I raised my eyebrows in amusement. "I highly doubt you would have the strength to ask that. But if you did, I would rest my forehead against yours," I said, leaning closer until our gazes were only a few inches apart, "and I would tell you that your eyes are more spellbinding than the most powerful magic any witch has used on me."

Her lips parted then, drawing my attention back to them. I fought off a smile and ran my thumb across her cheek. "It's rare that someone renders me dumbstruck," I admitted. "And yet you've managed to do that with a few taunting words. You're quite unique, Caroline."

She considered my words for a moment, attempting to slow her erratic breathing.

"Is that why you like me so much?" she retorted.

I smiled fondly at her.

"I like you ferocity. Your pride. Your bravery. You've quarreled with me and insulted me far beyond what I'd allow anyone else to live with. My name makes all supernatural creatures shiver in fear, and yet you could not care any less. I don't scare you."

"Nope," she shot back, popping the 'p'. The blush on her cheeks was slowly beginning to fade. "But Silas does, which is the reason why I asked you to come here. Now if you'll excuse me," she said, raising her eyebrows defiantly as she knocked my left arm out of the way, "I'm going to go be bored somewhere else."

She pranced away, leaving me frozen yet again.

She was ridiculously perfect.


Caroline's POV

I was sitting on the couch flipping through the channels when Klaus joined me a few moments later. Turning to smirk at him, I raised both eyebrows teasingly.

"Look, I know you're having a lot of difficulty controlling your hybrid urges – " I began.

"Hybrid urges?" he repeated in amusement. "If my memory serves me correctly, I'd say that at time you were rather fond of certain hybrid urges and in fact wished said-urges would be fulfilled with utmost vigor."

I groaned and winced. "You're still bringing up that?"

His laugh echoed through the room. "My brain may be crammed with a thousand years' worth of memories, but it will never be too crowded to recall the time I was an innocent victim."

I let out a laugh. "That was disgusting."

"You attacked me, remember," he answered happily.

"No, I attacked Tyler," I corrected, "who I thought had just saved me from certain torture and death."

"But it was not in fact Tyler who saved you from certain torture and death," Klaus reminded me, "which actually means… you owe me."

I snorted. "No way. I didn't ask you to save me; you did that on your own."

Klaus sighed. "Alright, fair enough. Although since I could only save you and left my sister, she was rather upset with me afterwards. So you still sort of owe me."

I raised my eyebrows defiantly.

Klaus smiled widely and offered his hand. "Perhaps you could demonstrate your gratitude by allowing me to dance with you again?" he suggested.

I stared at his hand hesitantly, then looked back up to see his tempting smile. I uncrossed my arms, gave him a grin of my own, and then took his hand.

I'm dancing with the devil.


Klaus's POV

I was sprawled out on the couch four songs later when Caroline's muffled grumbling brought me into the kitchen. I paused as I entered and saw her with the refrigerator door wide open, her head inside of it as she looked for something and continued grumbling.

I cocked my head and asked, "What are you searching for, love?"

She slammed the door shut and huffed. "There's not a single blood bag left. I thought I still had a bunch."

I grinned and answered nonchalantly, "Well, there is an entire town outside, just waiting for some very destructive and crazed vampires to come looking for fun and fresh blood."

She rolled her eyes. "Um, no! Not happening. I don't feel like going out, anyway. I'll just wait until the morning," she said, her bottom lip in a pout.

Oh, how I wanted to take that tantalizing lip between my teeth.

"Well, we could always order take-out," I answered with a grin. "I'm sure the pizza delivery boy would be more than willing to let an angel like you drain him dry. You wouldn't even have to use compulsion; just flirt a bit," I said with a grin.

She rolled her eyes. "Yeah, sure, let's eat the delivery guy! While we're at it, why don't we get matching coffins and carve our names into them. Then we can adopt a pet bat. Ooh, and then we can sharpen our fangs!"

I shrugged. "The last one's actually not a bad idea."

She rolled her eyes while I smiled innocently.

"Ya' know, I thought being a vampire would prevent me from ever getting bored. Guess I was wrong," Caroline thought aloud.

My expression turned doubtful. "Vampirism is dangerous, secretive, powerful, shameful, difficult, and exhilarating all at once, Caroline. Being the most powerful species on Earth is far from boring. You just need to know how to spend your time."

"And what are your suggestions?" she challenged. "And be serious."

"I've already offered to show the world, love," I answered with a sigh. "I'm not sure what else you want me to say."

She let out a frustrated groan. "I don't know. I just…" she paused, hewing her lower lip. "I didn't choose this, ya' know? But it's weird because I'd be miserable if I wasn't a vampire. It's changed me so much." She hesitated. "You were right, you know. I like being strong and ageless and fearless. I hate the craving for blood part, but I'd never want to be human again. I love being a vampire and I also hate it."

"I know the feeling," I admitted after a moment of silence.

She snorted. "Yeah, except you're a hybrid who can walk around without a daylight ring."

"But I can also be burned by wolfs bane," I added.

"True," Caroline said through a yawn. "Hey, have you ever seen a Disney movie?"

I chuckled, knowing exactly where she was going with this conversation.

"I can't say I have, love."

She grinned widely and bounced towards the living room. "Well we're about to change that."


An hour later, after witnessing a cartoon candle come to life and sing about food, Caroline was passed out on the opposite side of the couch, curled into a ball with her hand under her head. I'd never seen anything so adorable.

I picked her up bridal style and carried her into her bedroom, pulling back the covers and gently laying her down underneath them. I reluctantly released her waist and pulled the blankets over her body. Her lips were pouting a bit, her expression one of complete tranquil.

"Goodnight, sweet Caroline," I murmured as I brushed a lock of hair behind her ear. I glanced over her one last time before making my way towards the hallway.

"Hey," Caroline's quiet, sleepy voice brought my feet to a halt. I craned my neck to see her lying on her side towards me, her eyes halfway closed. "You could stay in here with me. Ya' know, if you're worried Silas might bust through the front door while you're sleeping on the couch or something."

I hid my smile as I walked back into the room and sat in a chair opposite of her bed. Caroline frowned at me, causing my blank expression to crack for a moment.

"I meant you could, like, share the bed with me, or something," she stuttered. "There's plenty of room."

I gave up on acting oblivious and grinned like a fool as I stood and sauntered towards her, my eyes never leaving hers. I lifted the blankets and slipped underneath of them, rolling onto my side to face Caroline.

She grinned. "I always knew you were secretly a wuss."

I let out a laugh and felt her giggle in response. "Ah, yes, of course. You are the first to discover my only weakness."

"Wrong," she shot back, letting her eyes slide shut. "I know your other weakness, too."

I cocked an eyebrow despite knowing she couldn't see my expression. "Oh really?"

She hummed and nodded.

"And what would that be?" I asked, taking the bait for what I was sure would be a joke. But she surprised me when the corner of her lip turned up and she answered in a soft voice:

"Me."


Oooh things are getting a little juicy! Leave a review, my darlings! :)