Summary: Super short. Caroline uses the safe word during D/s play.
Contains: Dom!Klaus, brief name-calling, restraints.
Trigger Warning: Non-explicit flashbacks of Damon's sexual abuse of Caroline.

caroline says the safeword and things are a little awkward cuz she isnt sure what to do next and klaus gets worried thinking that he hurt her

Caroline moaned, her head falling back against Klaus's shoulder as he fucked her from behind, an arm securely tucked around her waist. Smooth metal manacles circled her wrists and ankles, spreading her open to restrict movement, and she cried out as he hit her g-spot.

"Such a good girl," he said quietly in her ear, his teeth scraping against her earlobe. "You like it when I fuck you, don't you? You're so pretty when you're like this, my little slut, with your legs spread to please your master."

The usual stab of arousal hit her and she rolled her hips against him as he nosed her neck, still pounding into her, her muscles were strained, the pleasurable pain of it making her clench around him, unable to move, and she was mid-moan when he sunk his teeth inside of her without warning.

She felt herself jerk into flashes of a memory, of frozen limbs and icy blue eyes, of cruel laughs and forced emotions.

"Pineapple," she said quickly, panic building like ice in her veins, and Klaus was off of her in an instant, and she heard the whoosh of displaced air as he unfastened her manacles, letting her rest on slightly unsteady feet.

"Caroline? Are you all right?"

"No. I don't know. Maybe?" she said, trying to even her breathing.

"May I touch you?" he asked slowly, and she nodded, stepping forward before he could move to bury her face in his chest, feeling secure when his arms wrapped around her.

He stroked her hair, letting her take comfort, and she tried to figure out what gave her such a visceral reaction.

"Are you willing to tell me what happened?"

"I...the biting scared me," she said, pulling back, still comfortable in his arms. "I mean, I know we've done it before, but this was...different? I don't know."

She saw a flicker of a frown pass over his face before he let go of her with one arm, offering her his wrist. He looked thoughtful as she tore into it, drinking a few gulps so that the bite wound on her neck would heal.

"Do you know what was different about it?"

She absently licked the blood from her lips, trying to sort out her feelings. "I don't know? I think it might have been the combination of not being able to move and not being warned?" she asked hesitantly. "I'm sorry."

"Why are you sorry?" he asked, frowning.

"I don't know. I stopped? You were into it, and–"

"Don't worry about me," he said immediately, interrupting her. "If you feel unsafe or uncomfortable, I need to trust that you'll say it. I don't want to hurt you by accident, sweetheart."

She nodded. "Okay."

He pulled her against him again, one hand splayed on her lower back while the other stroked her hair. "Never be afraid to tell me what you need."

She nodded against his chest again, her eyes closing.

"What can I do to make you feel better?" he asked, his voice slightly hesitant.

"I need you to warn me. It doesn't have to be like, asking or anything. Just tell me it's about to happen. It was just...being bitten without being able to move, especially with the name calling, which I totally usually like, like a lot...It was just too much," she said nervously, and he nodded, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.

"I'll warn you," he agreed. "Are you sure you're all right, sweetheart? Do you need anything?"

"I like cuddling," she offered, smiling slightly, her cheek resting against his chest. "And I kind of want some blood. Movie in bed?"

"I can arrange that."

"Thanks."

"Caroline, I will do whatever I can to make you feel safe and comfortable. You know that."

She nodded, still clinging to him. "I know."

"Do you feel better?" he asked hesitantly, and she nodded.

"Yeah. You make me feel safe."

She felt him smile against her hair. "You'll always be safe with me."

"I'm sor–"

"Don't apologize," he said again, rubbing her back. "You should never apologize wanting to stop, all right? You're not letting me down or ruining anything. I promise."

She nodded, taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly. "Okay. Good. I love you."

"And I, you," he said quietly, burying his nose in her hair.

I know this was really short, but please let me know what you thought :) It's a bit more serious than my usual smut, so feedback would be great :D

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-Angie