"We are alone, just you and me,
Up in your room and our slates are clean.
Just twin fire signs, four blue eyes..."
For the first time in a long time, Caroline woke up with a feeling of excitement and anticipation of the day ahead of her. She didn't want to read too much into why she took extra time in picking out her outfit and spent a few more minutes on her make-up, so she kept her mind carefully blank as she practically skipped her way downstairs.
Before she could turn into the kitchen, the smell of freshly flowing blood hit her senses, stopping her dead in her tracks. What…? In a state of disbelief, she proceeded into the kitchen only to stop and stare at the mess before her.
"Seriously?!" she yelled at Klaus, who sat at the table with his face buried at the neck of the girl on his lap.
Outrage and something akin to jealousy ran through her. Not understanding the latter she focused on the outrage. "I thought we were beyond this!"
Pulling his mouth from the blonde's neck, Klaus swiped his finger at the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. Licking his finger, he looked at Caroline and smirked. "I told you last night not to expect miracles, love. We're vampires. This is in our nature. You'll have to accept it sooner or later." Standing up, he pulled his human blood bag behind him as he stalked up to Caroline.
"And since you're out of blood bags this morning, I'd suggest you drink if you want to satisfy the appetite I know has been building since you first smelled the blood," he said, pushing the girl towards her.
Caroline caught the girl and glared at him. Keeping her eyes on his, Caroline bit into her wrist and helped the girl feed to regain the strength Klaus had depleted. "You're disgusting. I don't know why I thought…" she trailed off shaking her head. "You know what? No. I'm not doing this with you. You're not even worth the breath."
Klaus raised his chin as her words started an anger in him. Wiping the blood from the girl's mouth Caroline told her to leave. "She can't leave. She's been compelled by me to do as I say," Klaus explained.
Turning her blazing eyes back on him, Caroline commanded, "let her go. Now."
"I'm afraid I can't do that."
Caroline huffed and dug in for the fight. Narrowing her eyes, she asked, "why not?"
Smirking, now that he had the upper hand again, Klaus walked back to the table and patted his lap, indicating to the girl to sit back down. "Because, love. I realized last night that you seem to think you know me. And in knowing me, you think you can control me. I'll admit to being invested in you and what happens to you." Pulling back the girl's hair, Klaus stroked her neck. He didn't miss the way Caroline's eyes flickered at this action. "But you don't really know me. And you certainly can't control me," he finished slowly and bit into the girl's neck again.
Not able to witness the scene unraveling before her, Caroline tried another tactic. "Klaus, please. Stop! Don't do this."
Lifting his head, he laughed at her. "No, sweetheart. Take a good look. This is me! This is who I am. And I'm not going to change!" Standing up, he shook his head at her. "You can't make me."
Klaus pulled both of the girl's wrists behind her back and addressed Carline. "Now, you have two options: Drink your fill and let the girl go. Or watch as I enjoy the taste of her blood… until I can't anymore."
The challenge in his eyes let her know he wasn't going to bend on this. Slowly, she approached them.
Tears welled in her eyes. Disgusted at what he was making her do, Caroline didn't think as she carefully sunk her teeth into where he had already punctured the skin.
Ecstasy. Klaus had said Stefan was in ecstasy when he was drinking from their life source. It had been a while since Caroline had tasted the vein but her body remembered it. The thrill coursed through her and she had to physically pull herself from draining the girl dry.
Keeping her face clear of any pleasure she felt at the taste of fresh blood, Caroline looked back up at Klaus. "I'm done. Now let her go."
Smiling in victory, he commanded the girl, "thanks for the meal, sweetheart. You're free to go."
Caroline was wiping her mouth when she realized something. "Vervain. There was vervain in her blood."
Smile still in place and hands behind his back, Klaus admired the sight of Caroline before him. Her skin had an enticing pink tint to it after consuming the warm blood. I could get used to this sight… if only she could get used to the vein.
"Perceptive, love," he replied. "I thought the medicine would go down better mixed in your meal. Seems I was right," he said with a smirk. "You're still standing upright, aren't you?"
She was still rubbing her mouth absentmindedly, as she thought back. To her days with Damon.
"Is something wrong?" Klaus asked as he saw her brow wrinkle in confusion.
Looking up at him, she explained, "When I was human… Damon drank from me, but it hurt him because Stefan had put vervain in my drink…"
"Yes, well, he had probably never ingested it before. It could be quite a shock to your system even if laced with the heady taste of fresh blood," Klaus reasoned.
But Caroline wasn't really paying attention. "Hmmm…" she responded.
Seeing she was still lost in the thoughts of her past, Klaus walked up to her. Grabbing her arm and lifting her chin, he asked her softly, concern evident in his eyes, "What happened, Caroline? Did Damon hurt you as a human? Did he do more than just drink from you?"
Staring into his determined eyes, Caroline licked her lips, knowing she had to lie to him just when she had resolved not to. "You know Damon… he embraces the vampire life. Follows the Klaus philosophy of our predatory nature," Caroline tried to laugh off.
Klaus wasn't fooled. "Caroline. What. Did. He. Do to you?"
Caroline shook out of his hold. "Nothing! God, just leave it alone. Let it go. Or do you really want to talk about Damon's evils when you just tortured a girl for a snack 5 minutes ago?" Grabbing the purse she had dropped as she fed, Caroline walked towards the door.
Knowing Klaus followed her and was determined to get answers, Caroline paused with her hand on the door. "Seriously, Klaus," she started quietly. "Let it go. I'm fine. I'm here, aren't I? Just… let it go. Can you do at least that much for me?"
Without waiting for an answer, Caroline left, leaving a baffled and piqued Klaus behind her.
Something happened… and when I find out I will make that Salvatore regret breathing after causing that look of misery on Caroline's face. He scoffed as his conscience played another game with him. As if I haven't caused her enough misery… Why do I do this to her? he thought as the scene in the kitchen replayed itself in his head.
Just get her some blood bags and leave her the bloody hell alone. First Damon and now my deranged siblings. She has enough torment in her life. Why am I adding on to it?
Klaus sighed, conflicted with his feelings. Heading to his studio, he reached a compromise with himself. Maybe I can stop torturing her… but I can't leave her be. I'm starting to wonder if I will ever be able to quit the habit that is Caroline Forbes…
Before he could pick up a brush and proceed to paint out his mess of feelings, his phone rang. Seeing the name on the screen, he answered with a growl, "tell me it's done…"
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As anxious as she'd been to get back to school earlier in the week, it just didn't hold the same appeal for Caroline anymore. She spent all day thinking of the man she left at home.
That wasn't him… or maybe it was him and I'm just to naïve to understand that he can be the monster that feeds on people with such brutality and still be the battered man I saw the other night.
But which one's the real Klaus? Caroline wondered. Which one is my Klaus?
Caroline sat up in her chair at the thought. My Klaus? He's not my anything! But he's… she couldn't align her thoughts with her feelings. Maybe I should stop thinking about what I want to feel and just accept what I do feel. He is my Klaus. At least… there's a version of him that's mine. He doesn't share that part of him with anyone else… not that I know of.
The feeling of jealousy sparked unwanted in her body. Thinking back to this morning, she remembered how she felt seeing his hands and lips on the other girl's neck. Okay, so maybe I'm a little possessive of… whatever this… situation is! Any girl would be.
The bell rang and Caroline groaned in frustration at the fact that she hadn't heard a single word of what happened in the class. Grabbing her books she turned to find Bonnie.
"Do you know where Stefan is?" she asked Bonnie.
Bonnie shrugged. "He was here yesterday, but when he saw that you hadn't showed up by lunchtime, he left. Haven't seen him since. Why? What's up?"
Shaking her head, Caroline answered, "I got… derailed." She didn't want to explain what kept her the day before, so she changed the subject. "I have to head home. Klaus is a little… neurotic about punctuality."
Before she could turn away, Bonnie stopped her by grabbing her arm. "Caroline, wait… is everything okay? What is Klaus doing with you? You-you're not compelled… are you?"
Caroline smiled at the concern in her best friend's eyes. "Aw, Bonnie. Don't worry about me. Klaus won't hurt me… in fact, I'm almost positive he can't. He… I think he feels…. I don't know," Caroline looked up in exasperation. It was so hard to label these feelings between them. "He cares, Bonnie. A lot more than we gave him credit for. He's not always what we make him out to be."
"Okay, you really are compelled. It's okay, I can do magic. Shane's taught me this thing called expression. I can do all kinds of powerful magic without hurting myself-"
"Bonnie, stop!" Caroline practically yelled, with a laugh. "I'm not compelled. He even gave me vervain to drink so I'd be safe from the original Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum."
Bonnie was even more confused. "Wait, what? Kol and Rebekah are back?"
She sighed at the memory of the day before. "Yes, and they're out for blood. That's why I was looking for Stefan. I know Elena doesn't approve of Stefan and Klaus working together, but I guess it's not her call anymore. Besides, Stefan is the only one of us who knows how Rebekah and Klaus work."
"And you," Bonnie said softly. "Not the other siblings, but I'm starting to think you know Klaus better than any of us."
Caroline's lips parted at the quiet wonder in Bonnie's eyes. She's right. I know him. At least, I know the man that is my Klaus.
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The house was empty when Caroline got home. Seizing the opportunity, Caroline did what any girl would do in what was basically a well-decorated bachelor pad: she went snooping.
Forgoing the studios and galleries he had set up downstairs, Caroline went straight upstairs and started looking for his bedroom. Why explore Wayne Mansion when you can head straight for the Batcave?
It wasn't as easy as it seemed. This place must have at least 20 bedrooms! After looking into six empty rooms, Caroline hit the jackpot behind door number 7. Oh… my God.
The room was twice as big as her room with balcony doors on the far end. But that wasn't what caught her attention. It was the paintings.
Ignoring the warning her mind was trying to send her body, she went to sit on the bed that was big enough to fit a family and took in the collage of paintings on the wall facing it. It's almost as if they tell a story…
Portraits and landscapes filled with heartbreaking sentiments were framed and immortalized in a dark lit room, hidden from the world. He wakes up to this sadness every morning…
Feeling the pang of misery Klaus forces on himself, Caroline lay back on the bed with a sigh, trying to figure out the puzzle that was Niklaus Mikaelson. A thousand years won't be enough to figure him out.
Knowing her time was limited, Caroline got up to leave the room. As she rolled off the bed, she noticed the drawer in his bedside table was left slightly open. As she wasn't one to stifle her curiosity, Caroline felt no guilt at opening it further and rifling through his things.
Nothing stood out except a spiral sketchbook that was left open. A rough sketch of the snowflake painting was done on the front, indicating it was a fairly new book. Picking it up Caroline flipped the page.
Her breath left her as she saw a sketch of herself from the holiday charity event. He drew her with a small smile as she looked over her shoulder, her eyes glinting with anticipation. Is this how I look at him?
The next page was the day he brought her here from the cemetery. Her face was set with a permanent frown. Her eyes were lit with an angry fire, disgust evident on her face. He captured her emotions so accurately, she felt a little guilty that he had to bring it to mind over and over as he drew this.
The next few pages were of her sitting by the fire place and lying on the floor of his studio, disappointment echoing through her face. Caroline quickly skipped past these, her feelings of discomfort growing exponentially.
And then she came across a sketch of her face as Klaus held her hand against his mouth. Wonder and bliss was etched in every stroke he drew. Caroline had never felt more exposed and vulnerable, yet at the same time, she knew only Klaus saw her this way. He wasn't one to share their moments with anyone else. In a way, he was as possessive over their "situation" as she was.
Another thought occurred to her as she stared at herself drawn clearly in the midst of passion. A thought she wouldn't dare to wonder aloud… Would I look like that again with anyone else? Was it the aspect of forbidden ecstasy that made me feel this way? Will I ever feel this way again?
Pulling herself away from the hypnotizing pleasure he captured on paper, Caroline turned the page.
And just like that all the anger from earlier that morning disappeared.
The page was filled with small sketches from the night they stayed up drinking their problems away. There were drawings of her challenging him to take a tequila shot, lying back on the cushions in front of the fire, another of her profile facing the Falls. Turning the page she saw a sketch of her standing in the balcony as he told her all the reasons he was fascinated by her, then one of her holding his hand as she reminded him he still had some humanity left in him.
He was there… he wasn't drunk. He didn't miss a single moment.
The last few pictures were from the night before. Her tear streaked face when she got home. Her face as she watched him captivated by the movie. Her face as she told him she trusted him.
The last picture in the book was of her telling him all the reasons she didn't want him dead at the hands of his siblings.
Caroline had been denying all these things he was making her feel, but standing in his room, looking at the honesty in which he drew her, she saw everything clearly for the first time.
I'm starting to look at him… the way he looks at me. And this was the scariest thought of all.
Closing the book, she placed it back in his drawer and walked out wondering just what the hell she was going to do now.
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"Caroline? Caroline!" Klaus shouted as he got home.
Avoiding the realizations the drawings brought her, Caroline had gone back downstairs and started her homework, spread out on the living room floor.
"I'm a vampire. You don't need to yell," she muttered.
"Sometimes it's the only way to get your attention, love," Klaus smirked from the doorway.
"Go away. I'm doing homework," she said, not yet ready to face him with all these new feelings trying to sort themselves out in her mind.
"I've been away. Surely, you can put up with me a few more seconds as I give you something I think you'll rather enjoy."
This had the desired effect. Caroline's eyes glinted in surprise and excitement. The skepticism in her tone didn't fool him. "What is it?"
"A free pass. Go. Go out tonight. Do what you want. Call up Bonnie and whomever you want. You have the night to yourself."
Caroline jumped up from her place on the ground. "Are you for real? I can do whatever I want to do tonight?"
Seeing the joy on her face brought a certain amount of contentment to his confused mind. Here he had thought she'd never get over what he made her do that morning. "Yes. Go. But just for tonight."
Caroline squealed in excitement as she ran out the room.
Klaus went after her and stopped her by saying, "Caroline…. Just don't… call Tyler."
He said it as a command, but Caroline saw the plea in his eyes. Why does he feel threatened by Tyler? What can Tyler do that he can't?
"Still on your terms, Klaus?" she asked sadly.
Klaus growled in frustration. "That came out wrong… It wasn't a command…. It was a request."
Caroline slowly nodded in understanding and continued on her way to her room.
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Caroline had called Bonnie and Elena and made plans to meet up at Bonnie's. She had changed into one of her more flattering little black dresses and was curling her hair at the vanity in her walk-in closet, when she saw Klaus come up behind her.
She saw the appreciation in his eyes as he took in her look for the night. Seeing him swallow, Caroline hid a small smile.
"Caroline…" he began in a low voice.
"Need something?" she asked innocently.
"I…" he couldn't seem to form sentences. Shaking himself out of the trance being in her presence often caused him, he continued in a more aggressive tone, "what were you doing in my room, love?"
Uh-oh. "What are you talking about?" Caroline tried to dismiss it.
"Don't lie to me, Caroline. I… smelled you in there."
"I needed some paper, thought you might have some in your room."
Caroline watched him in the mirror as he came to stand directly behind her. Bending toward her ear, he asked in a whisper, "and what were you doing on my bed?"
Her eyes widened, seeing the fire in his eyes. This time it was Caroline who swallowed, clearly out of her depth.
Caroline put her curling iron down as Klaus ran his fingers up and down her bare arms, soft as a feather. "Klaus…don't," she chided, even as a thrill rushed through her at his touch.
"What, Caroline? You don't want me invading your personal space as you've invaded mine? You don't want me to leave imprints of myself in your mind as you've left in mine? You don't want me to infuse myself in to every one of your senses so that there's no place you can go to escape anymore? Not even your room?"
Goosebumps prickled her skin at his soft but haunting words. "I bother you that much?" she asked just as softly.
Pressing his forehead on to her shoulder, Klaus inhaled deeply. "No, love. You torture me that much." Lifting his head he stared at her reflection in the mirror. "It is… the sweetest torture I've ever had the pleasure to experience," he confessed.
Caroline blinked at the brutal honesty on his face. Wanting to apologize, but not knowing for what, she brought her hand up to touch the one he rested on her shoulder.
Almost as if the touch would have been too much for him to handle, Klaus let go of her and slowly stepped away.
"Go now, Caroline, before I stop you by doing something we both know you're not ready for."
Knowing he was precariously close to breaking down, and afraid that she wouldn't protest, Caroline grabbed her purse and ran out of the house.
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"So the warden let you out of the house?" Bonnie asked as she let Caroline into her house.
"Only on parole," Caroline answered with a roll of her eyes.
The entire drive over, Caroline debated whether or not to confide in her friends about the mess of things she was feeling.
Klaus thrilled her and challenged her in a way nobody ever had before. He didn't dismiss her for being too young or too naïve or too immature.
He made her feel alive.
But Bonnie wouldn't understand that. Neither would Elena. They only knew the bad in him. She knew the bad and the good, and she was starting to accept him for all that he was, because who he was… was a man who appreciated her and cared for her, a man who told her she could be whomever, do whatever she wanted. And he wanted to be there in every step of the way.
She was… intrigued. And oh, so tempted.
With him, she fed on a human and didn't get carried away. He offered her a life she never thought she could explore. And with each minute she spent with him, she was tempted to explore more.
But her friends wouldn't understand. So she stayed mum and instead pasted on a fake smile and pretended to be ecstatic at being let out, when all she wanted was to go back and ask him just what the hell their "situation" was.
"Crap. Elena can't make it," Bonnie said looking at the text she just got. "Something to do with Jeremy. I guess it's just you and me then."
"Then I guess we'll be drinking for her!"
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The Mystic Grille was overly crowded when they got there. It seemed that with the recent deaths the entire town had taken to drinking their problems away.
But that's not what Caroline noticed when she walked in.
She noticed the lone original hybrid, sitting at the bar drinking heavily into the town's supply of liquor. And she noticed how his back stiffened, sensing her presence.
"Seriously?" she whispered furiously.
"What's he doing here?" Bonnie asked. "Can't let you out of his sight?"
"Excuse me while I go straighten him out," Caroline said stomping away.
"You cannot do this to me!" Caroline said as she approached him. "This was supposed to be my night out. You said I could have this one night, Klaus!"
"I did," he replied without facing her. "I thought you'd spend it with your friends, watching one of those plethoras of films you seem to be so fond of."
Caroline watched as he downed another drink. She noticed for the first time since she walked in that Klaus wore the saddest, grimmest expression on his face. Let it go, Caroline, she told herself.
"Okay, new rules. You stay on this side of the Grille and I will stay on the other. We did not see each other, this did not happen." This said she turned around to walk away, when she saw Stefan walk in with Rebekah.
"What in the hell is he doing here with her?!" she exclaimed in a whisper.
It was enough to get their attention. Rebekah looked over at her with a smug smile on her face.
Klaus turned around to see the look they shot at each other. "It's as odd to me as it is to you," he said, watching his old friend escorting his baby sister. "But don't worry. You will be fine."
Caroline gave him an incredulous look. "Okay, what are you two planning?!" she whispered.
With warning in his eyes, he replied, "not now, Caroline. Go. Bonnie is waiting for you."
She looked over to see that Bonnie was staring back and forth between Caroline with Klaus and Stefan with Rebekah. Caroline sighed, and with one final glare at Klaus, walked back to Bonnie and ordered her drink.
"What is going on in this town?" Bonnie asked, confused as ever.
"I couldn't explain it if I tried," she muttered into her drink.
Caroline tried to enjoy the rest of the night. She really did. It was just the ever present eyes on her that she couldn't shake off. One set of eyes stared in contempt. Another in a more indescribable emotion. Ugh, these original siblings have to get over their fascination with me.
When she saw that Rebekah had walked away from Stefan for a bit, she excused herself to approach Stefan at the pool table.
"What are you doing with her, Stefan?" she confronted him.
Stefan gave her a sad smile. "It's not what you think. Rebekah is… different. I know she hurt you, but…. she's just lonely. She lashes out. I'm not making excuses for her. I'm just… hoping you accept that she deserves another chance. At least from me. For all the things we went through in the 20's, she chose me, Caroline. She chose me over her brother and spent 90 years in a coffin as a result."
Caroline stood with her mouth hung open in confusion. She shook her head and said softly, "It just... it doesn't make sense, Stefan."
Stefan grabbed her hand and nodded to indicate the man sitting at the bar, still staring at her. "It makes as much sense as you and Klaus. But it's there… isn't it?"
Looking over her shoulder hesitantly, Caroline stared at Klaus and accepted her fate. "It's there."
Walking away from Stefan, Caroline paused to tell Bonnie, "my time's up. I have to go. I'll see you tomorrow, though."
Without waiting for Bonnie's reply, Caroline marched purposefully to Klaus and said, "let's go home."
Klaus had given Caroline and Stefan their privacy and didn't listen to their conversation, as much as he wanted to. He didn't know why, but he knew he had to give them at least that much respect. So to see Caroline walk up to him with the devil in her eyes filled him with an unexpected eagerness.
Downing the drink in his hand he got up and led her out the door, ignoring the look he got from Rebekah. As soon as they walked out the door, they bumped into Tyler.
Taking in the hand Klaus had pressed to her back, Tyler glared at Caroline.
Seeing the look of disgust on his face bothered her. "Tyler…" she wanted a chance to explain.
"No, Caroline. I no longer care. Do what you want. Just stay away from me."
Caroline grabbed his arm and dragged him into the alley next to the building. "Tyler, please, let me explain," she pleaded, even as she knew she had no way to explain any of it.
"What could you possibly say to make this okay with me, Caroline? I will never be okay with him, and as long as you're with him... I'm not okay with you either," he said shaking his head.
As Caroline's eyes filled up in the heartbreak, Klaus sped in front of her and pushed his hand into Tyler's chest, grabbing onto his heart. "And you are done speaking to her, mate," he growled.
Caroline grabbed his arm and yelled, "Klaus, no! Stop," she tried as she pulled at his arm. "Please, don't hurt him, Klaus. Please!" she cried as she saw the pain on Tyler's face as he struggled to breathe.
Giving his heart a final threatening squeeze, Klaus let go. Turning to face Caroline, he whispered, "for you." And sped away into the night.
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Caroline turned off her car and sat parked in Klaus's driveway.
After Tyler had shrugged off her help, Caroline made a call to her mother to ask her to go over and make sure he was okay. Liz promised to drive by his place, but asked if she was okay. "I'm fine, mom," she sighed into the phone. "Klaus… he's not who you think. He won't hurt me. That's the one thing I can assure you."
Appeased, her mom hung up and Caroline drove home in quiet contemplation of just what she was getting into with Klaus.
Knowing she wasn't going to solve anything by staying in the car, Caroline stepped out and went to confront the most frustrating being she had ever come across.
She found him standing on the second story terrace watching the falls.
"Klaus…" Caroline started, not knowing where to begin.
He solved the problem for her. "Is it still him, Caroline? Is it still Tyler?"
Wishing she could avoid this question, Caroline answered honestly, "I wish it could be. He would be the best for me. But no… it's not him. Not anymore."
Klaus nodded. He turned to face her and stared, hoping she wouldn't make a retreat.
Seeing the fierce commitment to her decision on her face, even as it scared the hell out of her, Klaus couldn't help but smile in admiration. Taking her hand he walked her slowly to his room, giving her a chance to make her escape if she wanted to.
Standing in the middle of his room, he turned to face her again, bringing his hands to her shoulders.
Caroline wanted more than anything to be there with him in that moment, but the fear was creeping back in to her mind.
"Give in, sweetheart," he whispered softly, drawing circles on her shoulders with his thumbs.
Caroline gave a wry smile as she looked up at him. "To you?"
Klaus pushed back her hair as he answered, "no. To you. To what you want. What you really want. Just. Give. In."
His words echoed in the room like a prayer. Caroline tilted her head to give him better access as he dropped his head to place light kisses on her shoulder.
I could walk away now… but I'll end up back here at some point. Caroline realized. How long can I resist?
That was the last coherent thought she had as she felt Klaus graze his teeth on her neck. With a soft gasp, she gave in.
"Do it," she whispered, running her hand through his curls.
Klaus pulled away, looking at her in concern. "I'd just hurt you Caroline. I'm a hybrid, remember?" he said softly.
Caroline shook her head. Bring her hand up to his neck, she spoke with a brazenness she didn't know she had in her, "you don't think I'll let you go this time without returning the favor, do you?"
The fire burning in him grew at the mischievous smile she gave him.
Thrusting his hands in her hair, he tilted her head and slowly bit in. Caroline gasped at the burning pain of the venom mixing in her system. And then she gasped at the pleasure that followed.
It was better than she remembered. Caroline felt her body go weak with all the emotions his mouth was bringing out in her. He held her up as he alternated sucking deeply and roughly, then slowly and gently.
Caroline relished the pleasure and pain he brought her in turns. Moaning in the ecstasy, she pushed him off, knowing she couldn't take any more without exploding.
She wanted to bring him to the same precipice she teetered on. Pushing him onto the bed, Caroline straddled him and rubbed her lips on his neck. "My turn," she whispered as she bit down.
Klaus fisted his hands in her hair as she sucked greedily. She took no mercy on him as she rushed him to a high he hadn't experienced in a long time.
Maybe I never have. I've never done this with someone I… care for as much as I do for this girl. She's... ruining me.
Klaus felt his body tremble with the euphoria her lips brought him. Not able to take any more, he sat up, removing her from his neck.
Caroline was on a high. She was seduced into experiencing something she wouldn't have allowed herself if it was anyone else. But with Klaus… it was different. He made her feel safe. Like he wouldn't let her get carried away.
When he pulled her away from his neck, Caroline licked her lips and moved in to taste his, to take what she'd been denying herself for days.
But Klaus wouldn't let their lips do any more than graze softly as he said, "Caroline… love, we can't."
Caroline pulled away. "What are you talking about?" she asked incredulously. "You want this. I know you want this," she said squirming in his lap.
Klaus groaned at her light tease. Pressing his forehead to hers, he whispered, "I surrender."
Smiling, Caroline said, "I knew you would," as she moved in once again for his lips, but Klaus placed her down on his bed and stood up.
"No," he began. "I surrender to this… feeling. I thought I could remove you from my system, but love, you are as deeply embedded as my hybrid genes. This desire for you… this craving… it'll never go away." Looking at her with fear in his eyes, he said, "I'll never be rid of it."
Caroline looked at him in confusion. "Where are you going with this?" she asked cautiously, fearing she wouldn't like his answer.
"Probably to hell," he said in self-deprecation. "And you're going home. You're free, Caroline. Go live your life. I couldn't hurt you as much as I could stop wanting you. And you and me… it would ruin you."
Caroline sat on his bed, her mouth open but unable to find the words she wanted. She watched as he paced back and forth. Eventually he opened his balcony doors and walked out.
Did he just walk out on me?!
Angry now, Caroline followed him outside. Spinning him around, Caroline glared at him, "don't you dare ever walk out on me again!"
Klaus looked at her in warning and growled, "go home, Caroline."
Seeing the sadness he was trying so hard to hide, Caroline softened. Grabbing his hand she said plainly, "I thought I was home."
Klaus looked up from their joint hands to stare at her.
"Klaus…" she whispered softly. "Just give in."
This chapter was hell to write :/ I don't know if I conveyed what they were feeling the way I wanted to. Let me know what you think!
Also, after last weeks episode I wanted to get this chapter up before tonight's as I've been dying with the wait :D I might not be alive to write the next chapter, fair warning ;)
And did you see the awesome cover foreverhybrid did for this fic?! She's amazing! Follow her on tumblr if you don't already! And follow me if you want: givemelovelikeklaroline
Please, review and let me know what you thought of this chapter! I've never been as nervous as this chapter has made me :( Did I mess it up? And I promise all the confusing things like where Klaus was when she got home and what Rebekah is up to will be answered soon enough!
Review, please!
