klaus is caroline's college boyfriend and they haven't had sex yet and shes worried hes sexually frustrated which he he is but doesn't want to pressure her but one night she shows up in his dorm in underwear to surprise him (smut)
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When Caroline first met Klaus Mikaelson she hated him.
He was an absolute jerk and she had no intention of ever staying near him for longer than necessary.
However, as time passed and for some reasons they were grouped together several times by their professor, he somehow made his way into her heart, crawling underneath her skin with no intention of leaving. That's when she decided to give him a chance.
Caroline agreed to one date after much insistence from his part and, of course, Klaus was at his best behaviour, being charming and funny and sweet. Everything was perfect.
Caroline's roommate, Bonnie, told her to open her eyes, though. Klaus wasn't a nice person and she needed to remember that. Katherine, her other friend, told her that she should give the man a real chance. Yes, he was a prick, but he wasn't bad to her.
That made her feel extremely confused. In one hand, she knew she was falling for him; on the other, she knew of his fame with girls. He was all about one-night stands and no commitment.
It was what scared her, really.
That she was just another conquest to him. That he'd take her to bed and have his way and then just simply bid her goodbye.
Yes, he made pretty promises that made her heart melt, but it didn't mean he'd never said those same words to other girls. No matter how much she wanted to believe in him, she was scared of getting her heartbroken.
So she held herself back in their relationship.
They'd go on dates and they'd hang out all the time, but no sex. Only heated kissing – which was driving her mad. Caroline still wasn't sure how she managed to have so much control.
She was losing that battle, though.
Not against Klaus - he wasn't pressuring her in any way, always stopping whenever she asked and not being bitter about it – but against herself.
Each time it'd take her longer to stop, her mind always questioning why she was denying both of them pleasure, why she kept making him prove himself to her.
They'd been together for two months and, honestly, she believed him when he said he really wanted to be with her. That he wanted to be in that relationship.
So she decided to put her insecurities aside.
It was his Birthday – though she was the only one who knew and only because Rebekah had told her – when she decided to put her plan in action.
She'd given him his gift earlier that day and told him she'd stop by at his house so they could celebrate it properly, promising not to tell anyone since he hated Birthday parties.
"Hello, love." He greeted when he opened up the door, she let her eyes appreciate his figure in just a shirt and sweatpants before giving him a quick kiss on the lips.
"Hi, Birthday boy." She laughed stepping inside his apartment, ignoring his eyes roll, "I brought Thai food. I figured we could eat dinner and then watch a movie. Or we could watch Game of Thrones. I know you've already seen it, but I'm a season behind so…"
Klaus smiled at her, "You can choose whatever you want, sweetheart."
"Okay… But we're eating first! I'm so hungry."
Little did Klaus know that she wasn't speaking entirely about food.
Dinner was great and he seemed to be genuinely happy to be spending his Birthday with her even though he didn't celebrate it anymore – he changed the subject when she asked why so she decided to drop it.
"What are we going to watch, love?" he asked as they moved to the couch.
"Uh… Just pick whatever, really. I'll be right back." She said walking towards the bathroom.
Caroline quickly closed the door behind her and took a deep breath, facing herself in the mirror while she started to unzip her dress, letting it fall down to her feet and leaving her only in her set of black lacy lingerie and her black heels.
She looked hot, she knew that. And Klaus would probably lose his mind the second he saw her.
The thought of his heated gaze on her body made her smile, giving her the encouragement she needed to leave the bathroom after giving herself another last check in the mirror.
Klaus wouldn't know what had hit him.
"Love, what do you think about-" his jaw dropped, his eyes turned black as he looked her up and down, "Caroline." His voice came out husky as she walked to him.
"Happy Birthday, love." She smiled, straddling him.
His hand immediately went to cup her ass while their lips met in a passionate kiss. She quickly helped him take of his shirt, their mouths only separating for a second before they touched again. Her hands caressed his abdomen and his back as his found their way to her thighs.
"Wait." He broke away the kiss looking into her eyes, "We don't have to do this because it's my Birthday."
She frowned, "I know, Klaus."
"I can wait, Caroline." He insisted and she smiled.
"I want this. I want you. And I'm pretty sure you want me too." Caroline rolled her hips against his hardening cock making him groan.
He held her waist firmly trying to stop any further movement so he could think straight, "Caroline, are you a virgin?" he asked.
She laughed, "No. Why?"
"You never wanted this before. I thought perhaps you were scared. And I heard Katherine saying that you should just 'give me what I want'… I don't want you to feel pressured, love."
Caroline smiled and cupped his cheek, "Klaus, all you need to know right now is that I want you, I'm willing and if I feel uncomfortable with anything I will tell you to stop, ok?"
He nodded, "Ok… Then, hold tight."
"What?" she asked confused before he began to stand up.
Caroline giggled wrapping her legs around his waist more firmly, her arms encircling his neck. Klaus kissed her passionately again as they moved to his bedroom.
Klaus dropped her in his bed crawling on top of her soon after. His hands wandered all over her body, his lips pressing open-mouthed kisses on her jaw and neck.
"You're a little minx, aren't you, love? Coming here, claiming you wanted to have dinner and watch a movie, only to take off your pretty dress and come to me… Tell me, did you buy this lingerie thinking about me? Thinking about how I'd react when I saw you in it?"
Caroline nodded, moaning as he cupped her breasts through the thin fabric of her bra. "Yes" her voice came out hoarse.
He hummed in response, "A lovely gift. But do you know it wasn't even needed? You could've been wearing whatever you wanted and I'd still crave you." He kissed her abdomen, lowering himself down her body. "Strip for me, love. I want to see you."
She did as he asked, unclasping her bra and throwing it aside and doing the same with her knickers.
Caroline blushed under his gaze as he took in her naked form.
"You are perfect." He told her taking one of her breasts in his hand and the other in his mouth, sucking her nipple and making her gasp, arching her back.
"Klaus" she moaned burying her hand in his hair, the other find its way to his back, holding him in place as his tongue swirled around her nipple.
She pressed her thighs together to gain some friction and he seemed to notice it, because he looked at her smirking.
Klaus made his way down her body slowly, making sure to kiss every inch of skin he came across, taking his sweet time when he reached the inside of her thighs, teasing her wish his teeth.
"Would you like my tongue in you, Caroline?" he asked, his fingers already brushing against her folds.
"Yes, please, Klaus."
"Very well, then." He smiled and open her legs wilder so he could have better access.
Klaus let his tongue slip between her glistening lips as his finger moved to find her clit, pinching it slightly and making her moan.
"Oh my gosh, Klaus!" she screamed, bucking her hips to meet his mouth encouraging.
Her pleading and cries of pleasure were driving him mad, making him work faster and harder, loving every second of having Caroline in his bed, her hands curled around the sheets.
He tongue-fucked her through her orgasm, licking her juices afterwards while she panted for breath.
"You taste amazing, love." Klaus said, his voice husky and his eyes dark.
He kissed her, letting her feel herself on his tongue making her moan against his mouth. "I need you inside me." She whispered against his jaw and pressed kisses and bites on his neck.
Klaus groaned when her hands found his cock through his pants and he immediately worked his way out of them, dragging his boxers down with it.
Caroline smiled as she eyed him, anticipating how pleasurable it'd be having him inside of her. She started to guide him to her core.
"Caroline" he said stopping her, "Are you sure?"
She rolled her eyes, impatient, "Yes, I'm sure. I need you inside of me now, Klaus."
She didn't need to tell him twice.
Caroline gasped as he filled her, big and hot inside of her. Her walls clenching around him, stretching to fit him.
"Fuck, Caroline. You feel amazing." He pressed a few kisses on her neck, waiting for her to adjust to his size before starting to move.
Her legs were wrapped tightly around his waist, her head thrown back as his movements started, a bit too slow for her tastes, but enough to make moan as he hit all the right places.
"Harder, Klaus" she commanded and he obliged.
Klaus began to stroke into her harder and faster, moaning escaping from both of their lips over and over again.
Caroline repeated his name like a prayer as she climaxed, her toes curling and her nails digging into the skin of his back.
He kept thrusting into her through her orgasm coming inside of her soon after, letting his body fall on top of her, their foreheads touching and their breathings fast and uneven.
Klaus lay down beside her, pushing her to his chest. "That was…"
"Incredible." She finished for him, smiling. "Wanna go again?"
He smirked at her as Caroline climbed on top of him.
XX
The following morning was spent lazily in bed, but Caroline was still nervous wondering if he would leave her now that he had sex with her. Deep down, she knew that he truly cared about her and that he wasn't that guy, but she couldn't help her insecurities.
Klaus noticed something was off.
"Do you regret last night?" he asked. They were in the kitchen, he was making them breakfast, and Caroline was wearing one of his shirts – he thought she looked rather adorable in it.
"No!" she quickly assured him, "I don't. I promise." She kissed him, "It was… One of the best nights of my life."
"One of?" he arched his brows, "Well, I guess I'll have to try harder next time." He smirked and she rolled her eyes, "Then what's wrong, love? Why didn't you want to have sex before and what changed your mind?"
Caroline bit her lip, hesitant. "I… I wanted to have sex before." She admitted.
Klaus frowned, "Then why-"
"I thought that it was all you wanted." Caroline said quickly, looking down.
He sighed, "You think I'm going to leave you now that we had sex?"
"Rationally, I know that you won't." she told him, "But I don't know… I really, really like you, Klaus. And I was… Am scared."
Klaus kissed her, "I really, really like you too." He smiled, "I'm not letting you go, Caroline. You don't have to worry about that. I promise."
"Okay" she offered him a small smile.
"I want you, Caroline. All of you. Your body, your mind, your heart… I crave everything all the time. I don't think I could stop if I wanted to." He continued.
"I want you too." She told him, "Always."
"Always" he agreed, pulling her to him again.
And even though he wasn't sure he was ready to say to her how much she actually meant to him, he chose to show it to her over and over again that morning… Or perhaps that entire weekend.
Caroline had no other choice but to believe in every single one of his promises, really.
can you write something where klaus and caroline are at the airport and have that classic moment where they run to meet the other and they embrace. you can come up with whatever back story you want for why they are at the airport and why they are ribbing toward the kther
He was coming back.
Caroline couldn't quite believe it yet, but Klaus Mikaelson, who was probably the love of her life, was coming back to her after three years.
When his family's company needed him, he'd moved back to London to try and control the crisis that had spread after his father died and ended up having to stay there for longer than he'd planned. And she'd had to say. Her life was in America, her friends, her family, her job.
They'd parted ways making them both feel miserable.
For the first months they'd agreed on a long-distance relationship, they'd schedule sometime for skyping and they'd text and call each other, but once they realized this would be going on for longer than they'd thought, they'd decided to end it.
Caroline was the one to suggest it, knowing that it wouldn't be fair to either of them. She missed him like crazy and each time they got off the phone the longing became stronger.
He was too intoxicating, too addictive. And the small doses weren't doing her any good.
And Klaus… He felt the same, but he didn't want to let her go. He was selfish enough to want her to wait for him, to wait so they could return their lives like he'd never left. All of their plans… He was clinging desperately to every promise they had made.
But he also loved her too much to watch her suffer.
So he agreed to her terms. Promised he wouldn't call unless he needed something, needed her and that he'd tell her when – if – he came back to America.
Klaus spent three years in England, three years missing her smile, her body, her laughter…
And then one day Elijah had told him that thing were going much better. So much better that he wanted to open a branch office in America and wanted Klaus as the head of the project, preferably going back to New York as soon as possible.
He booked his flight immediately.
And then he texted her saying that he was going to be back.
The moment he hit 'send', though, Klaus started to feel nervous. He wasn't an anxious guy, he usually had everything, including his emotions, in control. But it was never like that with Caroline. And the thought of her having moved on from him was killing him. Slowly and painfully.
She texted him back right away, expressing how happy she was and wanting to know when exactly he'd be back so she could pick him up at the airport. And Klaus allowed himself to relax.
He gave her all of the information about his flight and went to sleep with a smile on his face.
And he kept it on through the 8 hours travel that separated him from his darling girl in New York.
He'd be seeing his Caroline.
She was equally nervous about him coming back. She knew he hadn't moved on, not if he was coming back and had told her about it. Still, it'd been three years and many things could've changed.
Caroline knew she still loved him, but what if he wanted different things? What if he expected different things now?
And, of course, there was the anticipation building up inside of her at the thought of seeing him after so long.
The days passed so fast and when she realized, she was already at the airport, holding a sign saying 'Klaus Mikaelson'. Not that he wouldn't recognize her, but she'd been freaking out the hours before going there and she needed to occupy her mind, so she took her time making it. She knew he'd understand and even laugh at her – especially with the amount of glitter that she'd used.
The minutes she spent there waiting for him seemed like hours and time seemed to be running slower and slower every time she checked to see the hours.
But it didn't even matter because Caroline was absolutely sure that time actually completely stopped when she saw him.
Just like she remembered… Dirty blond hair and piercing blue eyes looking everywhere trying to desperately find him. And then he did.
Their eyes locked into each other, a smile creeping into his face.
And he was so goddamn gorgeous and it wasn't fair to her poor nerves.
Klaus was thinking exactly the same thing. Caroline was too perfect to be real… And she was standing at a walking distance from him.
In that moment, they both forgot all of their worries and reservations. They barely registered the fact that their feet were moving at all.
Caroline dropped the sign on the floor, Klaus forgot about his luggage. There only seemed to exist the two of them in the whole universe. They were together again and that was all that mattered. Everything else wasn't important.
They hurried to each other as fast as they could and it was only a few seconds until she was in his arms again.
Klaus held her so tight he thought he'd break her, but he couldn't seem to let go. He spun her around in his moment of euphoria, her head buried in the crook of his neck.
And for the first time in years they both felt like they were home.
He didn't know what to say.
No words could describe the warmth within him, the joy of seeing her again. So he chose to show her, pulling away from her to look at her face for a split second before capturing her lips with his.
Klaus didn't care if they were in the middle of the airport and people were starring. And Caroline even less so.
The passionate kiss lasted less than they'd like, but they were unsure of what to do. Kiss, talk, hug… They wanted everything they could have. They'd missed everything.
"Hi." Caroline smiled at him.
"Hello, love." Klaus grinned back. "It's been awhile."
"Too long." Caroline replied, she cupped his cheek and he leaned in to the touch. "I missed you" she said in a small voice, tears beginning to form in her eyes.
"Don't cry." He pleaded, giving her a quick kiss. "We're together now, everything's going to be fine."
"I know" she said, but her voice was still shaking and she couldn't help the sob the erupted through her as she quickly threw herself back in his arms, "Sorry." She muttered closed to his ear, "I can't help it."
"No need to apologize, sweetheart." He assured her, stroking her hair. They stood there in silence for a few moments, Klaus fighting down his own feelings so he wouldn't get too emotional, but failing miserably "Caroline?"
"Hm?"
"I missed you too."
Klaus uses fake names when he's ordering coffee at Starbucks. Now he's got a date with a beautiful blonde who thinks he's called Nathan. AU/AH
He picked the habit when he was 12. He still went by 'Nik' and he was so tired of people at Starbucks spelling his name as 'Nick' that he just had to do something about it. So he started using fake names. Plus, it was always a good way to kill time when in the queue to order coffee.
And Klaus – as he now liked to be called – never really stopped doing it.
Which was now a huge problem. Because he wasn't sure about how he was supposed to tell her that she'd been calling him by a fake name for the past three weeks.
XX
"Can I get your name?" the beautiful blonde girl who was taking his order asked. Caroline, he read in the nametag.
He offered her a dimpled smile and replied, "Nathan."
Caroline smiled brightly in return, "Ok, Nathan. You can wait over there, your coffee will be ready in just a moment."
"Thanks, love." Klaus said, keeping his eyes at the blonde as he moved to wait for his order.
XX
It'd begun very naturally.
He'd go to grab his coffee there every morning – maybe just to see her, but who cares, right? - and soon enough she already knew who he was and what he wanted, greeting him with a smile and a "Hi, Nathan".
And then the messages started.
At first, it'd been just a 'good morning' or 'Hope you have a good day' but then she'd written "good luck on your finals :)" which led him to ask if she was going to the same university as him – she did, apparently she was working as a barista to help her pay for uni – and soon they were talking all the time, every day he went there.
So it was only natural that he'd asked her on a date.
Sure, it'd taken him more time than it usually did to gather the courage to ask her, but it was only because Klaus found himself coming to like the girl. Caroline was passionate and beautiful and smart… He could never resist her fire.
And apparently she couldn't resist his charms either, because she said yes.
And now he was left wondering how the hell he was supposed to tell her the truth without sounding like a lunatic.
Klaus knew he should've told her earlier. Honestly, he was dying to hear how his name would sound coming out of her mouth. But he loved the idea of being this "new" person with her. He loved being Nathan because he reminded him of Nik, reminded him of a time where things weren't so damn fucked up in his life with his family and all that crap. And he didn't have to be Klaus with her either, the bad boy, heartbreaker, asshole… He could be someone different.
He briefly wondered how she'd react to all of these other sides of him.
"Hello, love." Klaus greeted with a smile when she got to the table he'd reserved from him.
Caroline gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, "Hi, Nathan!"
He winced at the use of that name, but tried to play it cool, moving to pull her chair out like a perfect gentleman.
The night went out splendidly as they talked and laughed and flirted. Klaus couldn't stop starring at her all night, which didn't go unnoticed by her.
"Sorry, sweetheart." Klaus smirked, "But it's hardly my fault if you're the most stunning woman I've ever met."
Caroline looked down, not sure how to take the compliment, only smiling shyly. "You don't look so bad yourself, but you don't see me being all creepy about it, do you?"
He chuckled, "Then perhaps you're self control is just much better than mine. But I'm glad to know that you appreciate the view, love."
She rolled her eyes, "Shut up."
They fell into a silent moment as their eyes met. They were already eating dessert and the night was soon coming to an end. He knew he had to open up about that detail now.
"Listen, Caroline. There's something I have to tell you."
She groaned, "Please, tell me this is not the time you tell me you've decided to move to another country. Or that your ex-girlfriend is back into town and though you had fun tonight, you'd-"
"It's nothing like that." He assured her, unable to keep the smile out of his face, "It's something else… Uh, you see… I may or may not have the habit of using fake names when I go to Starbucks and-"
She frowned, holding up a hand for him to stop talking. "Uh, what?! Who even does that?"
"Someone who was traumatized about having their name misspelled every single time?" he said tentatively.
Caroline closed her eyes for a second, breathing a few times before saying, "Ugh! I knew you didn't look like a Nathan. What is your name, though?"
"Klaus." He answered, "Well, Niklaus. But people mostly call me Klaus."
His eyes kept scanning her, trying to analyse how mad she was at him and at what lengths he'd have to go to gain her forgiveness.
"And why didn't you just tell me earlier?"
He shrugged, "I don't know."
Caroline rolled her eyes, "Fine. Anything else I should know about? Are you even British? Or you just like to use different accents while you order coffee?"
Klaus sighed, "I'm Niklaus Mikaelson, I'm from the North of England, born 4th of January, 1991. I have five siblings, Finn, Elijah, Kol, Rebekah and Henry. I- I didn't lie about anything to you except for my name, Caroline. I promise."
She nodded, "Ok, fine. It's just… Weird."
"I know. And I'm sorry. I should've told you earlier." He agreed.
"You should have."
"So… Do you think I have any chance of getting a second date?"
Caroline gave him a look, but then smiled, shaking her head. "Maybe. I'm not sure yet."
"Come on, sweetheart. You know that you've enjoyed yourself tonight. I promise that I'm still me. Just with a different name."
She pondered for a second before sighing, "Fine. You get another date. But no more secrets or lies, do you understand?"
He nodded, "Yes, ma'am."
"Good." Caroline paused for a second, biting her lower lip hesitantly, "Klaus?" she called and he knew she was testing how the word sounded in her mouth.
He smiled, "Yes, love?" he really could get used with her calling him that.
"I really like your real name. It suits you."
"Thank you, Caroline."
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