This feeling flows both ways.
This chapter has been split into two parts and will feature a lot of Klaroline moments especially those of the smutty variety.
You have been warned!
It was strange to have a Friday to herself, she looked out at the house as she pulled up outside.
She gathered her bags from the back-seat and headed to the front door.
Silence greeting her as she walked in, she put her bags down and closed the door with a sigh.
Klaus was in Chicago until Monday, Lydia was with Elena who had come that morning asking if she could take Lydia for the weekend even though Caroline insisted that she didn't need to considering that Caroline didn't have any plans with Klaus out of town.
But in the end Lydia went with Elena after Elijah called Caroline telling her to take the free weekend as time for her.
She looked at the bags of shopping, it was nice to browse in the shops, trying on clothes and not worry about Lydia fussing in her stroller or in need of a diaper change.
She had spent most of the morning and afternoon shopping, stopping for coffee at this little coffee shop Klaus had introduced her to near his gallery.
She was going to head upstairs when there was a knock at the door, she looked at the clock as she went to answer the door.
She opened the door to find Greta standing there with a small suitcase.
'Greta, Klaus isn't back yet'.
'Oh I know, I'm actually here for you, Klaus asked me to bring you this and to ask you to collect your passport and then allow that taxi to take you to the airport'.
'Where am I going?'.
She asked still confused to what was happening.
'You'll find out that is all he allowed me to say'.
Greta replied with a smile.
I'll go get my passport'.
She turned for the stairs and stopped to look at Greta and gestured to the suitcase.
'Do I need to pack that?'.
Greta shook her head.
'No, Klaus has already had that taken care of'.
Caroline raised an eyebrow and smiled.
'Of course he has'.
She said to herself with a smirk.
'Excuse me?.
'Nothing let me just go and get my passport'.
She followed the stream of passengers as they made there way of the plane into the airport to collect their luggage.
She collected her suitcase and then started to make her way out where other passengers were being greeted by family members and friends.
But she saw nobody she recognised when she noticed a man standing with a sign with her name on she walked over to him and he smiled at her.
'Mrs Mikaelson, welcome to New York'.
He took the suitcase from her and she smiled.
'Is my husband likely to joining me any time soon?'.
She question as she followed him outside to the awaiting car.
'I'm sorry I'm not allowed to say'.
He responded as he opened the car door for her before
The car pulled out joining the leaving traffic.
She stared out of the window watching as unrecognisable scenery turned into the city she had only been in once before almost.
She played nervously with her bracelet.
She had to tell him, he needed to know that their lives were about to change.
She distracted herself by looking out on the view of the Hudson river.
He walked out of the bedroom to find her staring out of the window, down at the snow covered streets.
She didn't hear him approach but felt his arms come around her waist, sighing when his hands rested on her stomach.
For a while they didn't say anything he too becoming mesmerised by the view.
'I'm pregnant'.
She turned slowly to look at him, his eyes going from hers down to her hand that she placed over her stomach protectively.
He didn't say anything as he stared at her hand, his eyes then went to hers.
Tears developing in his eyes, a tear rolling down her cheek as he moved her hand gently from her stomach and took a deep breath as his hand touched her stomach.
'Caroline'.
She didn't know when she closed her eyes but when he said her name she opened her eyes to find him
on his knee as he kissed her stomach through her dress.
'Your pregnant'.
She nodded as he placed a hand on her stomach and smiled at her as he got up and kissed her.
'Mrs'.
She stared at the driver as held the car door open for her and she shook her head.
'Sorry I was daydreaming'.
She got out of the car and stared up at the hotel as she was greeted by a women who came outside and handed her a key.
'Mrs Mikaelson welcome to the Mandarin Oriental, your husband has requested that you are sent straight to your suite, were a glass of champagne will be waiting for you, I have already had your luggage sent up, if you'd like to follow me I'll show you to your suite'.
She followed the women to the elevator.
'Has my husband been here today?'.
Caroline asked the women who laughed.
'No he hasn't, I've only spoken to him over the phone, how long have you been married?'.
'A year and 3 months'.
She said with a smile, following the women out of the elevator she found that there was no hallway just a door in front of her, which the women swiped the key in the reader and handed it to Caroline as she opened the door.
'Enjoy your weekend'.
Caroline stood alone in the foyer of the room, picking up the glass of champagne that waited for her, smiling to herself at the gesture.
She walked around the suite, taking in the view as she did, the sun was slowly starting to set casting the sky in rich shades of pink and oranges.
She found herself in the master bedroom, there were no walls just windows which revealed the view of Central park and further.
She looked at her reflection, when she had gone home all she wanted to do was jump into the bath and as she caught sight of the bathroom.
She couldn't think of a better idea as she changed out of her clothes pulling on a fluffy dressing gown and set the bath adding some scented oils to the running water.
'Why don't I have this bath in my bathroom'
She said to herself as she lay back in the tub surrounded by bubbles, the smell of the oils had blended together and made her body instantly relax.
Soft piano music playing in the background, she had no idea what Klaus was up to with flying her out to New York but she knew that she owed him a huge thank you when she saw him if she got to saw him on this visit.
Walking out of the bathroom, she saw the suitcase by the closet and picked it up opening the closet to find a black garment bag hanging with a note with her name on.
She took the note of the bag and opened it smiling at his handwriting.
Be ready in an hour.
Klaus
She took the garment bag and put it on the bed and pulled down the zip and stared at the dress in front of her.
The material flowed down to the floor around her, casting an eye over her reflection.
The dress was a rich blue with a intricately beaded waist with both deep v neckline and v drop in the back, two slits on either side.
It was certainly a dress that she would wear especially for him.
She opened the suitcase and pulled out the black pair of peep toes and put them on her feet before looking over at the clock 7.15, she had 45 minutes to finish getting ready.
He made his way into the hotel, smiling at staff that greeted him.
She sat with her back to the door as she slipped her feet into black peep toes before playing with a few strands of her hair teasing them into place, securing them with a grip.
She heard the soft knock at the door and sighed looking at her reflection, her hour was up and she was ready for the next surprise that awaited her.
She opened the door to find a man waiting for.
'Your husband has asked me to escort you down to the awaiting car'.
She didn't argue and just followed the instructions as she walked into the elevator as she stepped out of the elevator she felt everyone's eyes on her.
'You look beautiful'.
She froze as she heard his voice in her ear, as he draped his jacket over her shoulders.
She smiled as he came in front of her leaning into kiss her sweetly and she sighed as he pulled back.
'Hey you'.
She whispered back with a smile as he slipped his hand into hers and led her out of the hotel to the car.
'Where are we going?'.
She asked as she felt his lips resting against his favourite spot of her neck.
'Dinner and there is an exhibition that I have been invited too and after that well I'm sure we can think of something to do'.
He whispered huskily into her ear sending a shiver of pleasure up her spine.
They had made the journey to the restaurant he had picked out sharing kisses and promised whisper in the back of the car.
The restaurant was on a busy street but seemed to be quieter than the other restaurants around.
He led her into the building, old jazz played as they where greeted by a waiter who whispered something to Klaus who nodded as they followed the waiter through the restaurant that was surprisingly packed with people.
They were lead to a booth in the corner where they had perfect view of the restaurant around them but they seemed to be secluded from the unwanted view of anyone else.
Once the waiter had left after leaving them with a bottle of red wine, which he poured and handed her a glass.
'To us'.
He said with a smile and she raised her glass and nodded.
'To us'.
She took a sip of the wine and then put the glass down and looked at him.
'Why fly me out to New York, why not just come home?'.
She asked as he stroked the back of her hand.
'You spend so much time in Mystic Falls, you deserve a weekend away with your husband who should know better than to leave you alone for so long'.
She smiled leaning over to kiss him, smiling at him as she rested her forehead against his own.
'It's never too long because your know your coming back to me'.
'I'll always come back to you'.
He kissed her, his hand snaking around her waist under the table pulling her closer to him, he gathered the material of the dress in his hands as he felt her soft curves hidden underneath.
She got lost in his kiss as she nipped at his lower lip, slowly and sensually making him shiver and then pulling away to see his eyes darken with desire.
He stared at her as he let his hand slip up her thigh, she let out a breathless moan as she moved forward closing the small gap between them if the table was in front of them she would most likely be in his lap, his hand remained on her thigh caressing her skin softly as she stared at him unable to look anywhere else.
'I want you'.
He whispered into her ear as he ran his lips up her neck, she focused her attention of the other people in the restaurant who seemed to be completely unaware of the couple sat in the both who were completely intoxicated in each other.
'Waiter'.
She told him as she pulled away and straightened the straps of her dress and then looked at the waiter as he smiled at them both unaware that Klaus was running his hand from her thigh to hip under the table.
'Are you ready to order?'.
He asked looking at the menus that gone untouched in front of them and Klaus looked at her.
'What I want isn't on the menu?'.
He replied with a smirk looking at Caroline who blushed.
They never made it to the exhibition as they stumbled into their hotel room, their lips never leaving the others
All he could think about when she came out of the elevator was taking her back upstairs and ravaging her..
'You are so beautiful'.
He breathed as he spun her around to face the window, she felt the strap of her dress falling down her shoulder as he placed a kiss to her shoulder then to the side of her neck.
Hearing her gasp he smiled against her neck.
'Such a lovely sound'.
He murmured, her eyes closing as she lost herself in the touch of his lips, he used his other hand to slip the other strap down her shoulder until the dress fell below her waist.
Revealing the lace bra she was wearing to him, he stared at her reflection in the mirror, her eyes closed lips parted slightly as she breathed.
Still staring at her reflection in the window, he slowly pushed the dress further down her body allowing it to pool at her feet.
He slowly ran his fingers up the outside of her thigh, feeling her skin tremble from his touch.
'Touch me'.
She breathed and he was more than willing to please as he slowly started to teasing, caressing her skin with his hands.
Her body quivering in response to the sensation of his hands all over her body.
The tear of the fabric made her open her eyes and she felt him chuckle against her skin, she felt her body fall back against his as his fingers began to move against her and her eyes closed again as she rested her head against his chest.
As he listened to her soft breaths, the quiver of her overly sensitive skin, her scent making her inhale deeply as he nuzzled her neck, tasting her skin.
He looked out onto the city, the streets lit up with life as the world went on not knowing what was happening in the room above.
She whimpered softly, the feeling was spreading a shiver of pleasure making her whimper again biting her lip as she let out a breath.
'Open your eyes'.
A low whisper in her ear, she felt his pace slowing and opened her eyes to find herself staring at her own reflection.
It was strange to see her face staring back at her, she touched her lip with her fingers then she looked at his face and she smiled.
His hand coming to her chin tilting her to bring their lips together..
Caroline moaned into the kiss, his moving in a different rhythm that made her bite his lip pulling the skin between her teeth.
He groaned and she pulled away staring at him, her eyes wide with concern.
'It was pleasurable'.
He smiled pecking her lips.
He breath warm against his face as she panted softly, he could feel her body trembling as she fell apart.
'Look at yourself'.
He demanded and she looked at her reflection, the thin line of sweat that covered her body, her hair once straight now curling around her shoulders and then she looked at him.
Dark eyes that watched her reaction, his fingers curled and she gasped curling her fingers against her thigh.
'You see those people down there, those women and men none of them will ever have what we have'.
A curl of the fingers.
'Nobody will know how much I worship you my wife'.
A peck to her lips.
'Mother to my daughter'.
A quivering moan.
'My lover'.
She gasped as the intensity of his voice and the pleasure that built up inside her washed over her.
His fingers continuing to move inside of her as he brought her down slowly from the high he put her on.
Her body relaxing, still trembling with pleasurable aftershocks, he turned her around as he removed his shirt putting it around her body.
She smiled her lips swollen from his kisses, her eyes wide and bright.
He watched her turn away from him and climb on to the king size bed, turning to face him as she knelled in the middle of the bed.
'Come here'.
She whispered as she curled a strand of her hair around her fingers, a look of seduction in her eyes.
Reaching her small hand out to him as he steps towards the bed stopping to rid himself of his shoes and trousers before joining her at the bed.
Her delicate fingers brushing against his muscles, he knew she was leaving him with tiny scratches which she soothed with kisses.
She stops to run her fingers over his tattoo, tracing the shape.
He looks up at her his angel, her hand resting on her chest while the other strokes his face.
A small circling of her hips, as they move slowly together, their movements so perfectly harmonised.
She gives a roll of her hips as he thrusts into her
Her hands coming around his neck as he sits up, placing kisses along her collarbone.
His hands resting on her lower back as he lays her back on the bed never breaking their connection.
His hands running up and down her sides as he started to move slowly with her, there legs entangled as he moved into her.
'More'.
Moaning in ecstasy as he swivelled his hips followed by a deep thrust which made her back arch every-time.
He didn't let her body fall back to the bed as he held her body up the angle that he had her in was amazing as he held onto her waist and thrust into her.
She put her arms out to support herself, the view that she had created was amazing as she raised her hips with each deep thrust doing a slow swaying movement each time.
Her body pressed so tightly against his as he held her closely in his arms, her legs slid from his hips to his thighs every time he thrust into her.
Sweat had built up upon their skin, he watched a bead of sweat roll down her collarbone to her breast where he leaned down to capture her nipple between his lips making her call out his name.
Repeating the action on the other nipple as his hips pounded into hers.
The rhythm that he had maddening as they both lost themselves in frantic, rough movements.
'Mine'.
He whispered as he held onto her hips pumping into her as she gripped at the sheets beneath her, her body writhing beneath him uncontrollably, hand in her own mouth as she tried to hold back the cries of pleasure, her eyes locked on his as he made her fall apart.
A strong vibration resonated through them both as he pounded into her deliriously.
His lips crashing down on hers as he thrust into her blindly both of them shaking with pleasure.
She touched his face as they lay in bed together just staring at each other his hands caressing her skin underneath the sheet.
'Are you tired?'.
He asked touching her face and she smiled.
'A little'.
She replied with a small laugh and he smiled leaning forward to kiss her, running his hands through her hair.
'Sleep, we have all weekend'.
I hope your all enjoying the sweet Klaroline moments I'm giving you because the story is going to be heading down a darker path with the introduction of a character or two from Klaus's past.
But for now you will have at least 5 chapters of goodness.