Wow guys, I'm just... I'm blown away by the response for this fic. I've had two people make cover art, which you can find on my Tumblr (ihobbitses) in TCG; Fan Art. Please know that I read EVERY SINGLE REVIEW, and I enjoy them all. I'm sorry to a few of you that want them to be having sex by now, but I just don't see it yet... I do however have it planned. d; I wanted a slow burn for this fic.

Just as a warning for this chapter, there is barely any plot... There is, however, a ridiculous amount of fluff and... nom. o.o

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Chapter Ten - The Agreement

"Don't take off your shoes, are you crazy?!" Caroline whispered urgently, stopping Klaus from disposing of his shoes at the door.

He furrowed his brow in confusion.

"What, do you want to wake up inside the next episode of a soap opera?" She continued, giving him a look that said this was completely obvious.

Klaus was still buzzed from the kiss earlier, and couldn't be bothered to work out what she was talking about. Instead, he took her hand in his and headed for the stairs.

"You do know that this is my house, right? I'm supposed to show you my room, not-"

"And you know that sneaking in after dark is going to be pretty ineffective if you wake someone, right?" Klaus whispered back, smirking at her for a moment before continuing down the hall and to her door.

Once inside, he shut it, careful not to make a sound.

Without warning, Klaus spun on his heal, pulling her to him with the hand that was still wrapped around hers.

Caroline gave a quiet squeal as she bumped into his chest, which Klaus swallowed with his lips.

His hands wrapped around her waist, pressing her body into his. He couldn't seem to get enough of her. It was strange… It wasn't like he had never been with a woman before, but there usually weren't any feelings, and there certainly wasn't any staying the night.

Caroline gasped into his mouth when his tongue peeked out to stroke her bottom lip. She caught it lightly with her lips, sucking it into her mouth.

Her eyes opened to meet his, which were now dark with desire.

She let go with a giggle, her cheeks blushing profusely.

Klaus groaned, raking his eyes over her clothes-covered body before capturing her lips with his again in a frenzy.

Suddenly, his lips were working much quicker, trying to devour her before she could-

Her lips clashed against his with the same frenzy, but her hands were pressing against his chest, pushing him firmly away.

They broke apart, and his confused expression met her breathless one.

"Not tonight," she whispered, as though she were hoping he wouldn't hear.

To say he was disappointed was an understatement; his hands itched to touch her soft skin and his lips burned due to her kiss, not to mention the throbbing happening beneath the belt of his jeans.

Klaus nodded though, releasing her waist from his grasp.

Caroline frowned.

"Did I say for you to stop completely?"

Her mischievous grin made his cock jump, but it only made him more confused.

"But you said-"

"No sex…" she finished, wrapping her arms around his neck slowly scratching her nails delicately over his skin, causing his eyes to flutter and a small moan to escape him. "That doesn't mean I want you to stop, though."

His moan turned to a groan as he wrapped his arms around her waist, opening his eyes to stare down at her. "If I don't stop now, I don't know if I'll be able to control myself."

Klaus was surprised when she grinned at his words.

"Okay," was all she said, turning and walking away from him, her hips swaying.

He watched her collect some clothes and head for the bathroom, "I'll be right out." He nodded.

While she was in the bathroom, Klaus took off his shoes in a hurry, then unbuckled his belt. He paused for a moment, wondering if he should take off his pants. In a flash, they were off though and so was his jacket and shirt.

Placing them in a small pile next to the bed, he climbed in and under the covers just as the door to the bathroom opened.

THECANTERVILLEGHOST

Caroline paced around the bathroom, her hands clamped over her clothes for the night, pressing them to her chest.

There was a boy in her room.

No, she scolded herself. There's a man in my room.

If anything, she couldn't call Klaus a boy… The way he kissed her… that was no boy kiss.

And she had said no sex. Was she freaking insane?!

Well, you are pacing in your bathroom, talking to yourself, so…

"Oh shut up," she quietly scolded herself.

Caroline rolled her eyes. Why did he have to be so perfect?

You hardly know him… you can't just have sex with him. Remember Damon? Look how that turned out. She groaned at the thought of her past fling.

But Klaus wasn't like that… for one, she hadn't even seen him pick up a drink. And he had told her all about his past love. It didn't seem like he just wanted in her pants.

He's a guy, stupid.

"Damn it!" Caroline dropped her clothes, deciding to distract her mind by changing.

He seemed okay with not having sex. A little… strained, maybe, but he didn't push me. Caroline smiled to herself.

Damon never stayed the night…

"Stop comparing them." she chastised. She knew that was most of her problem… but she had to admit, it wouldn't hurt to wait a little while before she jumped into it with him.

Well, she wasn't changing her mind. She wanted to be with him, she just wanted to be sure he was on the same page before she saw his… man parts.

Man parts? Really Care? Caroline groaned, rolling her eyes before slipping into her shorts and tank-top.

He would just have to deal with the non-sexy non-lingerie for now…

Her hand was on the door then, and Caroline bit her lip.

With a deep inhale, she opened the door and strolled into the bedroom.

She stopped, her mouth dropping slightly. He was under the covers, and she could clearly see his naked chest. Her mouth instantly started to water. Damn him.

Caroline padded over the wood floor, climbing into bed next to him. He looked about as awkward as she felt.

"So…" she started, wrapping the covers over her.

He nodded, "So." Klaus paused before turning slightly to face her.

She watched his expression change from unsure to cocky in a matter of seconds. He was going to give her whiplash if he kept that up.

"I don't want you to leave."

She turned in the bed, staring at him in awe. It seemed like it was putting a lot of strain on him just to push out that sentence.

"I don't want to leave. I… like being here - with you."

The part of her mind that was freaking out with insecurities instantly wanted to ask him if he wanted the same.

Klaus didn't give her the chance to think much more on it though before his hand was cupping her cheek, and his lips were on hers again.

They stayed like that for a moment before he pulled away slightly to look at her. "Same here."

Two simple words, but his eyes said so much more.

Caroline had no idea how this happened… For the life of her, she couldn't remember when his eyes became so filled with emotion towards her. Maybe he had harder walls than she did…

And then she was on top of him under the covers. Her legs on either side of his waist, her hands wrapped around his neck yet again and her fingers entangled in his soft curls.

She met his moan with her lips as her center rubbed against his erection softly - teasingly.

His hands went to either side of her waist, holding on for dear life.

Their lips danced together for a few moments before he pulled away, his breath ragged with need.

His eyes met hers, and she had to bite her bottom lip to stop the moan at the heat she saw there. It sent a shot of molten down her stomach to her core.

"Caroline," he gasped. "It's hard to-"

"Yeah," she whispered, cutting him off for a moment as she thought of something else.

He groaned again, clenching his teeth as it turned into a chuckle. "You are a siren. And if you don't stop now, I will absolutely be held accountable for ravishing you."

Her lip fell from her teeth in awe. She knew he was right… she had said no sex, and now she was on top of him, trying hard not to grind against his delicious hardness. Caroline really didn't know what had gotten into her… One minute she was nervous and pushing him away, and the next she's straddling him begging for more.

Damn it! she screamed inwardly before nodding. She needed to get a little control over herself.

"Right… sorry," she muttered, rolling off of him to lay on the bed, her head molding into the pillow.

Klaus chuckled, sliding lower to lay next to her. "I'm not." His cock on the other hand was extremely sorry…

She giggled, forcing him to smile genuinely. "Maybe we should just go to sleep?"

"You're probably right," he said, watching her turn away from him to lay on her side.

He moved closer, making sure his erection was far enough away from her ass, and wrapped his arm around her loosely.

She smiled as she closed her eyes, relishing the feeling of his bare skin on hers.

It didn't take long for them to both fall asleep.

THECANTERVILLEGHOST

Caroline awoke slowly, her mind slowly becoming aware of her surroundings and the warm, firm body laying beneath her head. She didn't open her eyes, but a smile crept onto her lips as she remembered the night before.

This with Klaus had definitely progressed, and she couldn't be more excited about it.

Though, she knew she didn't deserve to praise herself… There was someone very specific that she felt the need to thank.

With that thought in her mind, Caroline peeked through her lashes and moved slowly to see Klaus laying on his back underneath her with one arm under her.

Using the very little amount of stealth she had, Caroline maneuvered out of bed. She almost jumped up and down with excitement when she didn't wake him, but suppressed the urge.

Grabbing her sweater, she unlocked the door to her room and crept out into the hall, closing the door quietly behind her.

Caroline waited for a few moments, listening to see if he woke up. When she heard silence meet her ears, she grinned to herself before scurrying down the hall.

Soon enough she was moving through the passage to Sir Simon's room until she reached the old wooden door. Holding up her hand, Caroline realized this would be the first time she was coming here and actually knocking…

After three knocks, she wondered if he was even there. Did ghosts go out? Obviously he had found her last night… but-

Her mind was cut off by a deep English accent calling, "Come in!"

Caroline put on her best smile and opened the door.

Sir Simon was sitting on his cot, with a book in hand. Gabriel was no where to be seen, which made her feel stranger than seeing the ghost sitting on the bed. She couldn't quite place it, but the bird just freaked her out.

"Sir Simon?"

He turned to look at her, as though he was actually surprised to see her. He acts like he gets so many visitors…

"Ah, hello Caroline." Sir Simon swung his legs over the cot and stood up quickly to give her a small bow. "Is there something I can help you with, child?"

"Um, no," Caroline paused, unsure of how to continue. "I just… I wanted to say thank you, again, for last night."

Sir Simon's lips curled into a smile, making the lines around his eyes seem warmer. "I merely gave you some wisdom that was once handed down to me. I'm glad you used it in a way I could not."

Caroline's eyebrows furrowed at his cryptic statement. "What do you mean?"

He shook his head, waving it off, "'Tis of no importance now. It was lifetimes ago."

She thought about pushing him to continue anyway, because she could clearly see through his words to the truth. Caroline had seen it in his eyes just from a painting… He was sad, but what could she actually do to help a centuries old ghost?

"Was that all?" he asked politely.

"Actually," Caroline said, her eyes brightening as she got an idea, stepping closer to him. "I'm having a party on Halloween, and I was wondering if you'd like to come?"

The irony of inviting a ghost to a Halloween party was not lost on her.

He gave her a look that suggested he thought she had lost some marbles.

Then she remembered something from last night.

"Wait, pause that… why couldn't Klaus see you last night? When he came into the church, you were standing right there and he acted like you didn't exist?"

Sir Simon smiled at her like she had just hit the nail on the head. "It's quite simple, really. He does not believe me to be real, so he can not see me."

Caroline scoffed, "Klaus is the one that told me about you, though."

"He has merely heard the stories. He feels no real depth to them."

"Then why could I see you? I mean… I didn't really think ghosts were real," Caroline was clearly confused.

Sir Simon sat back down on his bed with a sigh, though his face showed no hint of being annoyed at her line of questioning.

"I was creating noises… you had heard the stories. Your mind automatically connected the dots. Your friend Klaus, on the other hand, has no real connection to me or any real reason to believe, so he can not see."

"So… if he believed in you, he could see you?" Caroline questioned, trying to figure it all out.

"Precisely."

"What if I introduced you?" she asked.

Sir Simon looked skeptical. "He might think you have merely begun talking to yourself."

Caroline sighed in frustration, but she didn't have to wait long for Sir Simon to stand up suddenly, a look of realization spreading over his face with a grin.

"I may have thought of something. Perhaps we could make them believe they see me by another means."

Caroline waited for a moment and when he didn't automatically continue, she pressed further, "Okay?"

"How good of an actor are you, Caroline?"

"Um," she swallowed, "Not the best… but I was always good at lying to my mom when I needed to. Why?"

Sir Simon shook his head before picking up the book that he had been reading before and holding it out to her. "Hamlet. We could act out a scene from the play, in which you may be Hamlet, and I could be his diseased father. It was, after all, quite litterally written for me. This way, they would see me introduced as the ghost, without-"

"Without knowing they're seeing a ghost!" Caroline caught on, smiling brightly at him. "And Klaus would probably recognize you from your portrait in the office…"

Sir Simon nodded at her, looking exceptionally pleased.

Caroline then went from excited to shocked in a split second, "Oh god," she said, her eyes going wide, "That means I have to act in front of my friends."

"If it makes you uncomfortable, we could always come up with-"

"No, no," Caroline stopped him, shaking herself out of her frenzy. "No, it's okay. I mean… what's the worst that happens? It's just going to be my close friends and family, so I'm sure I'll be fine." She hardened her features, nodding determinedly both at him and herself.

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After deciding what scene they should recite from Hamlet, Caroline said goodbye to Sir Simon for now and made her way back into the library, shutting the secret door behind her.

It was then that she remembered that Klaus was upstairs in her room, sleeping, and she hoped against hope that he would still be asleep so he wouldn't notice her absence.

When she found herself back at her bedroom door, she opened it slowly, and sighed with relief when she saw Klaus sleeping soundly on his stomach.

Silently, Caroline scuttled to the bed like the internal ninja she was and climbed into her spot next to him.

With the bed shifting, Klaus stirred, groaning slightly as his nose scrunched in an adorable way, his eyes shut tight at the sunlight illuminating the room.

Caroline smiled, biting her lip as she watched him wake up. She could definitely get used to this.

After a full minute of him rolling over and rubbing his eyes, forcing himself awake, Klaus finally looked through his half-closed eyes at her, a grin spreading over his face.

In an instant and with more agility than a panther, he maneuvered himself over her on the bed, encompassing her in his arms. His lips met hers eagerly, and Caroline gasped when she felt his morning wood press firmly against her thigh.

Instinctively, Caroline widened her legs to accommodate him, arching them on either side of him.

For a moment, she was completely lost in him; his lips moving against hers before sliding down her jaw to her neck; his hands running over her sides, down her hips to her thighs; his cock pressing into her in the best way possible with clothes on.

Caroline let out a sigh, biting her lip to suppress the unladylike moan that wanted to escape her when one of his hands found her breast over her tank top.

"K-laus," she gasped out when his lips found that sweet spot behind her ear.

"Mm?" he hummed without stopping his minstrations.

"We… we… I need… I," Caroline paused, her thoughts blurry. "I should take a shower."

"Mmm," Klaus agreed, and she could practically feel his grin on her skin. She ran her hands up his back, trying to feel him everywhere before they would be detached again.

She then moved her hands to his chest, pushing him lightly to try and get some air.

He sighed, ceasing the hard work he was doing with his lips. Klaus wanted to protest, but then he nodded in defeat after a moment.

"You're right. You've got terrible morning breath, too." He smirked down at her.

She giggled, "Oh yeah? Well yours isn't so hot, either!"

He feigned behind hurt, scoffing at her, "I don't know what you could be talking about…" But with that, and a quick peck on her lips, he was up and off the bed.

She watched him collect his clothes on the other side of the bed, and made sure to get a good hard look when he turned to pull on his pants. Oh yeah…

Caroline grinned at him when he walked back over to her after pulling on the rest of his outfit from the previous night. He gave her another kiss, this time longer before sighing and pulling away.

"I'll text you," he said, standing up straight, about to walk away.

Caroline nodded.

He groaned, leaning down yet again to give her another peck on the lips.

She giggled as he finally turned and left the room.

With a heavy sigh and a ridiculous smile plastered to her lips, Caroline got out of bed for the second time that morning and made her way to the bathroom.