So what you trying to do to me
It's like we can't stop we're enemies
But we get along when I'm inside you
You're like a drug that's killing me
I cut you out entirely
But I get so high when I'm inside you
Caroline awoke hours later to the sound of someone pounding on her door. She tore herself from her bed-so soft with it's plush bedding, and cautiously padded across her room. It was her room, after all, it was specifically designed for her. A slightly darker shade than her room in Mystic Falls, a large bookcase with all her favorite novels lining the shelves, an entertainment center with all her favorite films, a closet filled with clothes that fit her perfectly and were definitely her style. The walls were adorned with photos that she had left behind in Mystic Falls, but somehow Klaus had gotten them and made copies long ago. And to top it off, sitting on her bed when she had arrived were two plush animals-a horse, and a blue eyed wolf.
She opened the door and was face-to-face with another wolf, this one with blazing amber eyes outlined in black, spidery veins. The look on his face could kill, and Caroline was confused. She couldn't think of anything she had done wrong. Klaus pushed his way into her room and slammed the door behind him. He strode halfway to her bed and turned to face her, letting out a low growl as his eyes raked her scantily clad body. The singlet and small sleep shorts she wore barely covered her body from his view.
"What the hell, Klaus?" Caroline asked in frustration, clearly perplexed and agitated with his behavior.
"Tell me why you are here, Caroline," Klaus growled.
"Seriously? We've been over this already!" She shouted.
"Is this another pathetic plan by your so-called friends to try to kill me and my family?" Klaus asked and Caroline was sure he had finally gone over the deep end this time.
"What? No! Oh my god, Klaus. What is wrong with you?" Caroline shouted at him, raising her arms in the air and giving him her best bitchy 'what the hell' look.
Klaus seemed to take half a second to gauge the truth of her words before speeding to her and grasping her face in his hands. His yellow eyes bore into hers as he gently stroked her cheekbones with his thumbs.
"Klaus?" She whispered, bringing her hands up to encircle his wrists.
He was so close she could feel the unnecessary breaths he was taking skirt across her lips. She should be afraid, she knew, he still had his hybrid face and she knew he was close to losing control, if he hadn't already, and the cause behind this display was still a mystery to her. Before she could even consider pulling away however, he crashed his lips down on hers.
Caroline gasped into the kiss and Klaus took the opportunity to delve his tongue into her mouth. There was no warring for dominance, Klaus was taking exactly what he wanted with need and desperation. He pulled away from her, panting heavily.
"Tell me to stop," he growled, turning his head the opposite direction and attacking her mouth at a different angle.
He tore his mouth from hers roughly and began placing open mouth kisses down the column of her throat. "Tell me you don't want this," he said in between kisses.
"Klaus," Caroline breathed.
He tore his mouth from her again, and stared into her eyes. His hands grabbed her hips forcefully, and pulled him flush against him so she could feel his straining arousal pressing against her stomach from the confines of his jeans. His eyes had turned back to the beautiful blue Caroline was accustomed to, the veins no longer lining them.
"Caroline, sweet heart, tell me to stop now, or I won't be able to," he pleaded with her, true desperation in his voice.
"Then don't," she whispered in reply, wrapping her hands around the back of his neck and pulling his mouth back to hers.
This time the kiss was a battlefield, tongues waging war against one another for dominance, and hands roaming each other's bodies trying to feel everything all at once. Klaus ripped her singlet in two and slammed her into the wall. He shredded her shorts, as he began to kiss his way down to her breasts. Her took one pert nipple in his mouth and began lapping at greedily. He slipped his hands between her thighs, dipping two fingers inside her wet heat and working them expertly within her.
Caroline rested her head on the wall behind her, a moan of pleasure escaping her lips. She worked her hands under his shirt, craving the feel of his bare skin beneath her fingers. She tried pulling the shirt over his shoulders, but he refused to budge so she ripped it instead, tearing away the seams and shredding it off his body. Klaus let out a growl of approval which sent delicious vibrations coursing through her breasts. She scraped her nails down his back in encouragement, which caused him to speed up his ministrations to an almost inhuman speed. Almost.
She wrapped her legs around his waist, opening herself more fully to him. Klaus braced a hand on the wall to give him better leverage to hold her up, not wanting to show a sign of weakness to her. His need for extra help did not go unnoticed though.
"Klaus," Caroline panted, "are you-" but he cut her off by attacking her lips with his once again, and circling his thumb over her swollen clit. It didn't take her long to come apart, his hungry mouth muffling her scream as she climaxed hard around his fingers.
Klaus broke the kiss and laid his head against her shoulder, panting hard at the exertion it took to keep up his task. Caroline lowered her legs to the ground to stand on her own, and as she came out of the haze she noticed the sheen of cold sweat building on the defined muscles of Klaus' back. He was trembling, his muscles occasionally giving an involuntary twitch. She gently pushed him away, looking him over with concern.
"Are you okay?" She asked, finally finishing her question from earlier.
"Never better, love," he responding with arrogance, bringing the hand he had been pleasuring her with to his lips and sucking her juices from his fingertips.
Caroline almost thought she was imagining Klaus swaying on his feet. The cocky smirk he shot her was just so Klaus-like. But then he pitched to the left, and she quickly caught him, supporting most of his weight.
"Okay, Klaus, what is going on?" She began but stopped short as she saw the moonlight peeking through the curtains of her bedroom window. "The full moon, the moonlight rings," she gasped piecing it together. She lightly slapped his shoulder, "Why didn't you tell me?"
"And miss the fun? What's the point in that?" He asked, trying to make a joke of it. It might have been funny had Caroline not been the sole reason he was still upright.
"This is not funny, Klaus!" She shoved him without thinking, and he stumbled backwards, fortunately falling on the bed.
Klaus settled himself on her pillows, and looked up at her. Caroline scanned his body, he looked normal enough. He was sweating, and looked tired, but he was still Klaus. And his arousal was still straining somewhat painfully against his jeans. "You'd have wanted to stop," he all but whispered.
Caroline shot him a look that clearly said, 'Well, yeah!" But he continued on, "I don't want to stop."
Caroline softened immediately at the sad sound of his voice. She walked over to the bed, and set to removing his pants and boxers, gently rolling them down his legs. Once they were off, she placed open mouth kisses from his ankles to the insides of his thighs. As she reached his arousal, she shot him a playful smirk of her own, and pulled back the protective skin exposing his sensitive tip to her. She placed a soft butterfly kiss on him before moving up his stomach and chest before placing the softest of kisses against his lips. She moved so her knees were on either side of him, straddling his waist.
"Then I guess I just have to be gentle," she said.
"Please, don't," he begged, as she positioned him and sunk herself down onto his hard length.
xXx
It was hours later, they had long since finished. The moon was going down in preparations for the sun to rise, and Klaus could feel his strength returning to him. He smiled softly, looking down at the blonde woman who rested her head upon his chest. This had been the best full moon he'd probably ever spent, especially since the invention of those cursed moonlight rings.
"I didn't expect you to come," he said. "After all I've done, I didn't expect you to ever come to me. I hoped for it, yes, but I never thought you would."
Caroline looked up at him, a question in her eyes. She didn't know if she should ask and risk ruining the moment and whatever progress they had made here. But she had to know.
"Why didn't you tell me about Hayley and the baby?" She whispered.
Klaus took a moment. At first, Caroline thought he wouldn't answer.
"You'll let me explain all the way through, no interruptions?" He asked.
"Okay," she nodded.
"You have to understand love, I was very angry at you. I was hurt by your continuous rejection and betrayal. Anyone else would have lost their lives for all you've done. But I couldn't bring myself to kill you. But I could hurt you. I knew what Hayley had done to you, and I knew that some part of you cared for me. I regreted my actions in the morning, and didn't want you to find out. Then, months later I found out she was pregnant and I knew you'd know eventually, I just didn't want to see the hurt and disappointment in your eyes. Believe it or not, love, it pains me to have you think of me as a monster."
"It worked," Caroline said after he had finished. "It did hurt me."
"Are you angry at me?"
"I am. I was. I don't know anymore, Klaus. I didn't find out until our time in the woods and that made it worse. I had thought I might have been falling in love with you then."
"And yet you asked me to promise to leave and not return?" Klaus asked, disbelievingly.
"I did. I wasn't ready. I was scared. I knew my friends and family would never accept this, and I hoped that when you went away I would get over you. But I missed you. When they found out about what we had done, they all judged me for it. And then I heard about Hayley. I have always been everyone's second choice, Klaus, no one really cared about me first. And I had never felt like that with you until that moment. And it hurt, more than it probably should have. I just wanted to forget about you," she sighed.
"Then why did you come?" Klaus questioned softly.
"Ellijah asked me to. And if I am being completely honest with you, I missed you. I tried to stop thinking about you, but I couldn't," she mimicked his words from so long ago.
She smiled at him, and he gratefully returned it. For the first time in this whole year, he felt like there was hope. He could have his girl, his kingdom, and his daughter.
Author's Note: Sorry, real life got busy. I hope this made up for the wait. It's shorter than most, but the next chapter is going to make up for it. I already have a plan for it. It was actually going to be this chapter, but I wanted to give you guys something for waiting so long for an update. Reviews are love, guys!
