A/n: And because I get most of my inspiration from youtube, there's this, watch?v=XMAwm6KP8Hs , to set the mood for this chapter.
Yes, this is rather crackish at times, but happy times with the originals kind of has to be. Sorry if it's too short or crappy, but I wanted to post it as soon as it was finished. I know I haven't updated this and my other stories in forever. I'm the worst person ever, but hopefully this short thing makes up for it...a little?
"There are so many things I do not understand about this century. First off, why have a trivial contest to win a car when I could just compel the owner to give it to me?"
Caroline didn't think she'd ever seen Kol Mikaelson this genuinely confused.
She laughed and leaned back on the couch, shifting so she was pressed closer to Klaus' chest behind her.
She smirked when Rebekah walked into the room and she immediately felt Klaus sigh wearily in anticipation of his sister's answer, "Because it's a human custom, Kol, as in most of the contestants are human…or so the organizers of the event believe…"
Caroline grinned and rolled her eyes, reaching behind her to pick up a magazine off the table behind the coach. Her position enabled her to see Klaus' face if she turned her head, so she noticed when he raised one eyebrow at her in a dubious expression.
"What?" she mouthed.
He smirked and shook his head, bewildered by the way she did things. He could've just gotten the silly magazine for her. It would've made more sense, seeing as he was closer to the table and she wouldn't have had to lean over him to get it.
"Nothing, love," he whispered in her ear, "I just don't see why you didn't request I get it for you, not that I mind this position."
After a second of confused pause, she flushed instantly when she realized she'd accidentally ended up with her chest practically right in front of his face.
She normally wouldn't feel so self-conscious of their…compromising position, but his siblings were in the room and she still wasn't a hundred percent comfortable with them. She didn't think she'd ever really be. Plus, she blushed every time she remembered that time Kol and Rebekah had caught them.
She tried to turn back to face the others, but before she could move an inch, Klaus' hands cinched around her waist and tugged, just hard enough to make her lose her balance and stumble closer, landing with her upper arms laying on his shoulders and her legs slipping so her right knee was beside his hip.
"All right, will someone who's actually witnessed one of these things explain it to me? Caroline? You available to enlighten me or are you currently two glued to my brother to help?"
Caroline turned red.
She cleared her throat and tried to turn around, but Klaus' hands would not budge. Her eyes narrowed at him as she elbowed him in the gut to desperately try to remove herself from this embarrassing situation.
"Nik, let go of me!" she hissed as quietly as she could with her vampire side turning her anger into the desire to dropkick him to the floor.
His lips turned up at the side, his eyes dark, "Make me," he mouthed slowly and deliberately at her.
"Seriously, Nik, please let her go. If I have to watch my friend on top of you for any longer, I'm going to wretch."
He ignored his sister, instead opting to raise both his eyebrows at Caroline, challenging her to make the next move.
She growled, glaring at him as she jerked herself around on his lap, trying to break free. She considered socking him in the jaw, but decided against it. Reason being the event they had to go to later-she couldn't have her date have a bruise on his face. Wait…screw that…vampires don't bruise…She was just about to cock back her arm to hit him when she noticed something that immediately made her stop writhing around. Somehow she had the urge to simultaneously smack her forehead and grin evilly. She's not an inexperienced virgin, and she's especially used to him, so she should've felt it earlier.
With all of her effort to escape him, she hadn't realized what she was wiggling around on. She definitely realized it now as she felt him grow even harder under her.
Her grin was wide now as she gazed down at him, an idea for leverage dawning on her. He didn't have to ask her to ascertain the reason behind her change in expression. He only stared at her, letting her see the darkening fire in his eyes. His expression didn't change much, but she had a feeling the look he was sending her was supposed to say something like, So you noticed?
She fought the strong urge to nod enthusiastically and giggle. She gave him a warning smirk as she got an idea. If she couldn't break free, she could embarrass him into letting her go. Or she could try. She carefully made sure no one else in the room could see her hands, as she slid one down from his shoulder to his upper thigh, running her thumb slowly over his leg. Klaus let out a growl as quietly as he could as he felt the heat of her thumb radiate through the material of his trousers. When he first set his sights on her, he had the sneaking suspicion she was a vixen. He almost wished she wasn't at that moment as she continued to stroke high on his leg. He tried to mentally focus his control, but he couldn't stop his blood from pumping the way it was. She smirked as she realized she wasn't helping his problem. At all.
"Seriously…stop eye-sexing my brother. It's…disturbing. And I truly want to know what this event we're going to is all about."
The haze that was forming around them was automatically broken at Kol's words, like a bubble popping loudly, even though the room was awkwardly silent.
At least she'd succeeded in breaking his focus; his hands had gone lose around her waist so she was able to quickly jump away from him and place herself a polite distance away on the couch.
Klaus was grateful for Caroline's quick rambling for once; it kept his siblings attention on her long enough for him to calm himself.
"It's for charity. You see, the benefactor of Children's Care Inc. donated the car for the contest. And anybody that wants a chance to win the car buys a ticket for the competition, and whoever keeps their hand on the car the longest wins it. And all the profit from the tickets and donations go to the charity. Oh, and they charge the audience, for anybody that wants to watch the competition to support their friends and help the unfortunate children."
"So basically…we pay a hundred dollars to stand around for hours with our hands on this car with no guarantee that we'll actually win it? Why would I do that? I already own three cars that are worth more than the car being auctioned off," Kol's scowl was more confused still than angry. The clouded look in his eyes making Caroline laugh. She'd never had a brother to pick on before.
"Not everyone there will be rich like you, Kol. Besides, the point is to help. The event's for the charity, not you."
"Yes, Kol, another thing to prove that this world does not revolve around you," Rebekah sneered.
Kol frowned, his face becoming angry, "Why do you feel the constant need to knock me down a peg, Rebekah? I wasn't even doing-"
"Enough," Elijah walked into the room and his presence was like a strange mix between a soothing balm and a scolding parent, making everyone feel a vague sense of guilt, "Kol, others exist outside of you. Rebekah, we've established this point to Kol enough times by now, do not goad him just because you can."
Kol smirked smugly, focused on Rebekah's chastisement and somehow forgetting his own as he watched with satisfaction when Rebekah stormed out of the room.
"Be ready in thirty minutes, Bekah!" Caroline called after her, knowing her friend tended to forget things when she was annoyed.
"Only if I can ride with you and Nik instead of Kol!"
Klaus suddenly started paying attention to the conversation again as he heard his name and he quickly cut his eyes to Caroline, widening them and shaking his head in a clear gesture for her to not do what she was about to.
"Sure, Beks!"
Klaus' face dropped instantly and he shot her a telling look meant to say, You'll pay for that.
She only grinned at him and raised her eyebrows quick in a sort of dare, shrugging off his anger like only she can.
"Oh my God," Caroline dead-panned when she got out of the car and saw the banner across the doorway of the rec. center. She stopped in her tracks, "You've got to be kidding me."
"What?" Kol took in her strange expression as he and Elijah climbed out of the other car and looked up at the sign that read 'Hands on a Hybrid' in huge red letters.
"Oh God, that's a horrible image. Get it out of my head," Rebekah turned her head away from the sign in disgust as the group walked towards the doors.
"What are you all talking abo-" Klaus finally removed his eyes from Caroline's face and took in the words on the banner. A very rare dumb-founded look spread across his face as his eyebrows disappeared under his fringe of curls.
"That's ironic," Elijah's voice was uncharacteristically amused as he held back chuckles.
"You should be good at this contest, Caroline. If the name of the event is correct, then you do this every day."
She quickly turned her glare from the sign to the vampire beside her, smacking him hard on the chest, "You're not funny. I didn't know it was a Hybrid that was being auctioned off."
"Auctioned off? I assumed this was some kind of joke that one of you arranged to upset Klaus….what are you talking about?"
Rebekah rolled her eyes, "A Hybrid is the type of car being given away , Kol."
"Oh, well, this whole thing is just twice is good, then. I'm glad I came after all."
Klaus heaved a sigh, already feeling the beginnings of a headache pulse behind his eyelids. Even as an immortal, he couldn't rid his life of irritation, "May we please just get on with it?"
Elijah sent Klaus an apologetic look, "It's not that bad, Niklaus, we're the only ones that understand the double meaning in the sign."
"Just you all? Yes, that's enough," he said this while cutting his eyes at Kol, hoping irrationally that his glare could cause him to burst into flames.
I wonder if this place sells scotch...he thought when he discovered he couldn't telepathically make his kid brother combust.
"There's no liquor allowed in the rec. center, Nik."
His eyes snapped up to Caroline as he registered her words, "How-"
She shook her head, "You just had that 'I need Scotch' look on your face."
He cocked one eyebrow at her and took a step back, not noticing his siblings' smirks, "I have 'looks'? Do you honestly pay that much attention to my expressions?"
He'd been to every country on earth and in a few of them, the people had worshipped him as a god before, but he'd never actually been this flattered and slightly embarrassed. It was a very weird feeling for him.
But she only laughed, her smile looked like the sun to him, and shook her head like he was a hopeless child, "Duh. You're not as hard to read as you like to think you are. For example, right now you have the 'I'm confused why I find that attractive' look on."
"Oooh, I like her, Nik!" Kol chuckled, pushing the door handle hard and entering without waiting for anyone else.
Klaus' eyebrows were sky high and his jaw was almost on the floor. Caroline wanted to take a picture of the sign though.
"Why must you document everything? You are entirely too sentimental, love."
Caroline laughed, shaking her head as she snapped a couple pictures, "I'm not being sentimental. I just want to be able to laugh at that sign and show it to friends whenever you do something to upset me."
"She has been around you way too much, Nik. Your war strategies are starting to rub off on her," Rebekah scoffed, smiling as she walked through the door after Kol.
Klaus frowned, annoyed at the whole situation and it didn't help when Elijah walked by, patting him on the back and biting his bottom lip to keep from laughing as he entered the rec. center.
"Love, we've been standing here for hours and there are still 6 other people in the contest, can we please go? I'll buy you one of these cars and make a very generous donation to the charity of your choice, just please leave with me."
"Hey! Stop pestering, Nik, I am actually starting to get into this. I am quite determined to win now."
"Kol, you don't even want this ca-"
"Victory will be mine, sister," he snarled, grinning.
Caroline frowned, her bangs falling in her eyes and her blowing a puff of breath to send them off her face, "No," she said adamantly, turning to Nik, "This is for a good cause and I will not leave just because you have like the shortest attention span ever."
Klaus only growled, a low rumbling sound emanating from his chest as he stood behind Caroline. Her mind was instinctively thrown back to all the other times she's heard him make that noise and all the other reasons for it. She can't help it; he flushes through her as he takes subtle steps until she can feel his breath on her neck, shaking in time with the growls of breath he released.
She shivered as he spoke, "Caroline, you know things don't go well when I am immensely bored. Besides…with nothing to do for hours, standing behind you, where do you think I've been looking?"
She rolled her eyes at the implication, well aware of what he meant, but her reaction did a one-eighty as he lifted one hand from the car and ran it down the curve of her neck, breathing onto her skin, "Love, please."
She was perfectly aware of what he was trying to do; he aimed to distract her enough that she'd forget the event and leave. Just because she knew of his evil schemes, didn't mean she ever had the capability to resist him. Being aware of what he was pulling did not stop her from feeling the flames he set alight within her. In some things, neither of them could deny the other.
"Please what Nik?" she turned her head over her shoulder to murmur the question into his face.
He almost groaned as he smelled her scent start to invade his senses. He started this with only the intention of getting her to leave this horrendous event, to spare his own boredom. He should've known better that whenever he starts this with her, things always have a way of escalating way too quickly with them. He normally doesn't mind, when they're in private, because even if it is a little maddening to his pride, he still gets the reward. But there were people staring at the competition i.e them, including his siblings. Well, minus Elijah; two hours in he grew bored and simply walked out of the room, compelling the judge in charge of this competition to forget he was there after promptly grabbing a pretty brunette and walking outside for a snack.
He took a quick look around to make sure everyone's attention was otherwise occupied, before leaning into her ear to whisper, "Don't tease me, love or I will take you right here, right now. Come with me."
She could have made a double entendre out of that last one, but she wisely chose to abstain. Or she was just too distracted by the heat of his hands finding her hips to string it together.
She made a frustrated sound; her mind didn't want to lose the battle of wills, but her body couldn't care less, it just wanted him.
"Fine!" she snapped, spinning around to glare at him, channeling her lust into anger to help her focus, "But if anyone asks, I'm going to tell them you threatened to compel me."
As she turned her head to make sure Rebekah and Kol weren't looking before speeding off out the door, Nik raised his eyebrows at her blunt threat.
I didn't know she had that in her. He kind of liked it though.
Meanwhile, Caroline waited in the hall outside the room, Like he'd need to compel me to turn me on. She laughed at herself.
Klaus opened the door to the only closet on the hall, and before he was even fully in the room, she was on him. He kicked the door shut with his foot behind him as his hands immediately found her waist, slamming her into the wall and pulling her thighs up around his hips.
"You certainly don't waste time, do you, Nik?"
He growled, pulling her tighter around him, then smirked, "Don't act like we've never done this, love."
She smirked even more evilly, "I'm not the one acting like we'll never do it again."
"Says the woman who attacked me before the door was even closed."
"Shut up," she hissed, pulling him closer and nipping her way down his neck, pushing him back against the opposite wall. Normally, she wouldn't be strong enough to overpower him, but with the feelings coursing through him at her bites, he felt lucky he was still standing and angry that she was still clothed.
He grinned at her enthusiasm and breathed the words out as best he could, "Slow down, Sweetheart. I'm not going anywhere."
She snapped her eyes up to him from under her lashes and something wicked flickered in her eyes for a second, completely enthralling him, "I know. And I'm just taking advantage, doing whatever I wish to you."
He groaned at the implication of her words, knowing after this much time of being with her, he knew that when she looked like she was finding something funny, that was when she was most definitely not kidding.
She smiled at the reaction she elicited from him, she liked having at least some kind of power of this oh so powerful man.
He pulled her face back up to his with a careful finger under her chin, subtly smirking at her, somehow making dimples look dangerous.
Before she could blink, his lips were back on hers, encouraging her to let him in, grazing his tongue across her lower lip. She opened her mouth in response, biting his lip hard. He growled as the burning sensation shot straight to his groin.
He pulled breaths from her lips and breathed out heavily through his nose, swallowing her moan as he slid his tongue against hers. His eyes were closed, but he could sense where each part of her was. They were that attuned. He fingered the edge of her sundress before pulling it roughly over her head. With the way he felt, she should be thankful he didn't rip it off. He didn't think he'd ever fully understand why she could do this to him. But he was blind. Whenever she initiated this, whenever she let it slip just how much she cared for him.
"Nik," she moaned, tangling her fingers in his curls as his mouth sucked along her collarbone.
The sound always drove him mad, his erection growing harder against her stomach.
Then without warning, the door was flung open; apparently someone needed their coat.
The room was filled with deep laughter as the youngest Mikaelson brother stood doubled over in a fit of actual giggles at his brother's expense.
"I see why you were begging to leave, brother. I'd have rather been in a closet, shagging a pretty blonde as well. Actually, I prefer redheads, but-"
Kol didn't get to finish the sentence for the supply of air to his lungs was suddenly cut off when his older brother gripped his neck hard and slammed him against a wall, "Do not speak of her like that, Kol."
"Calm down, Niklaus. You know Kol doesn't think before he speaks," Elijah advised calmly, but awkwardly adverted his eyes from the blonde in her underwear standing behind Klaus.
And if it wasn't horrible enough already, Rebekah walked over to see what all the fighting was about, "Klaus, I know it's hard, but you can't just beat Kol whenever he-"
Rebekah's eyes widened as she took in her lacking-a-dress fried, "Oh my God, seriously?! I was just starting to get over the nightmares about last time. I honestly think I'm going to need therapy now. Good thing I know where Nik keeps his credit card," she ran from the building, shielding her eyes and grimacing the whole way.
"Damnit."
Kol's sudden curse confused everyone, all three remaining pairs of eyes looking to him; one confused, one mortified, and one angry. Take a guess as to who was who.
"What?" Elijah voiced everyone's bafflement.
The rogue Mikaelson, well…most rogue, smirked, an unpredictable and joyous glint coming into his brown eyes, " Well, I'm a little upset. See Caroline here technically beat me. I mean she's still in the contest… after all, she's kept her hands on a hybrid the whole time."
Klaus would be burning that sign and any pictures of it soon after this. He'd also need to find a particularly sharp stake to…deal with Kol. He could never quite seem to keep him undaggered for more than a hundred years at a time. Pity.
