Chemistry

Caroline drummed her fingers on top of the refreshment table, as she waited for more of those mini burgers to come out. She enjoyed them. She leaned her head back and sighed. Waiting was boring. Luckily her 'secret admirers' were currently distracted by the other guests, Caroline finally had a minute to herself.

She walked away from the table, slightly impatient about the long wait. Klaus began walking towards her through the crowd. Caroline turned around sharply and went into the other direction to avoid any confrontation. It was too soon to talk to Klaus.

Strolling up the stairs, Caroline weaved between the guests, and eventually came to a series of rooms along a long dimly lit hallway at the top. Hmm…should I or shouldn't I? Caroline thought to herself, narrowing her eyes slightly in contemplation. What the hell, why not! Caroline looked around the place to see if the coast is clear, in case she wasn't supposed to be up here; which she assumed she wasn't.

She slowly walked down the hallway, and tried the first door. Locked. 'Dammit,' she cursed, jingling the door handle again in case it did open. Caroline went to the next door, thankfully it was open. She'd decided to do some snooping around; it might help to see what the originals have planned.

Pushing the door open, Caroline peaked inside but was severely disappointed as she looked around. The room was very clean and orderly. Walking around the bed, Caroline observed the slightly empty room. Well this was a waste of time. This room is so plain, and damn is it ever neat, Caroline thought. She stopped by the foot of the dresser, noticing a drawer that's half open. She pulls it out slowly and sees a stack of papers inside. Hello…Caroline lifts up a few of the white sheets.

Her eyes widen in surprise. Its drawings…of her. When she turned around looking at them, she immediately stopped, noticing Klaus leaning against the frame of the door smirking.

Caroline smiled guiltily and quickly hid the pieces of art behind her back.

"I see you've made yourself at home," Klaus observed, fully aware of what Caroline held in her hands.

"Uh…yes," Caroline admitted, looking really suspicious. Klaus had a slight grin on his face that did a funny thing to her stomach. Making it do flip flops for a second before collecting her thoughts enough to realize that he was talking.

"…you've been on edge lately; I'm starting to wonder what you and your little group of misfits have been up to lately."

"Nothing!" she put out, perhaps a little too fast. "I haven't really been doing anything important these days."

He smiled at her comment, making his way closer to where she was standing. "So what mischief involves snooping around my humble adobe?" Klaus edged forward, only inches apart from her face. Caroline could practically feel his breath tickle her cheek. She idly reached a hand up to her shoulder and scratching at it gingerly, avoiding his eye contact at all costs.

Giving his most mysterious grin, he stepped behind her and snatched the drawings from her hand that gripped it behind her back. He guided her to sit on the bed. "

"I was only curious…" she answered, as she looked up at him bating her eyes affectionately.

"Haven't you ever heard my dear Caroline…?" Klaus began, seating himself closely beside Caroline on the bed, "…curiosity kills the cat."

Caroline flinched suddenly away from Klaus when he pulled back a curl away from her face. She immediately stood up from the bed, quickly moving out of his eyesight. Klaus turned around, but she wasn't there anymore. That was odd…

Klaus didn't even hear her move at all. She didn't even make a sound.

Keeping up this wager was much harder than he originally thought. "Brilliant plan, Klaus," he mumbled sarcastically to himself, lips twisting into a frown. He was just getting ready to stand and head back downstairs, when he felt a weight come down on both of his shoulders, pushing him straight back down onto the bed.

He started in surprise, twisting around. Klaus found himself staring into light green emerald eyes, tinged with a blue radiance. Those eyes were smiling warmly.

"Nice work?" Caroline asked him, "For what?"

"It…it's of no importance," Klaus managed to say. "What do you think your doing?" Caroline was kneeling behind Klaus on the bed, leaning over his body.

She shrugged. Klaus felt her hands on his shoulders contract gently, and then felt her fingers push deeper onto his firm shoulder muscles. "You look a little tense. So I figured I'd help out."

Caroline straightened up smiling cheekily, resting one hand on his cheek and angling his head forward. Klaus happily obeyed her touch unquestioningly, finding himself groaning to the pleasant feel of her handiwork.

"Do I need to ask again what are you doing?"

"A shoulder rub always helped me out when I was younger, when I was stressed out over things." She replied, at the same time that her fingers began to knead into Klaus' shoulders. It felt…

If felt very good.

She continued, "So I figured it might help you out too." Her thumbs provided a steady pressure against the long, flat muscles on Klaus' back as her fingertips grazed over his neck and collarbone.

Klaus felt his eyes starting to droop in pleasure at the sensations that her hands were introducing to his muscles. He hadn't noticed how tense he had been for the past few days, but Caroline sure had a knack for smoothing the knots out…

Heavenly.

He didn't know how long he sat there on the bed, Caroline's hands smoothly pummelling muscles that had become bunched up and strained over the past few days of playing Kol's games. It must have been the better part of twenty minutes, at least.

The question that still remained: why was Caroline doing this? She didn't so much as go near him this past week. Even when the majority of the tension left, he didn't want her to stop what she was doing.

It was all he could do not to groan at the relaxation that this whole situation was bringing to him. "Mmm…my dear?" he mumbled, "You are quite…mmm…"

Caroline lightly chuckled. Her hands never stopped their soothing motion. "Was that a compliment?" she responded simply.

If Klaus had been more conscious, perhaps he would be feeling a little humiliated for being so exposed in front of Caroline. Instead, he was so languid by the time Caroline had finished that he replied with, "Mmmm…maybe I'll return the favour sometime…"

He heard another laugh. "If your up to it." Her hands continued up from his shoulders until they reached the nape of his neck.

"I believe you'd have your work cut out for you." Klaus' skin prickled at this touch, causing goose bumps to form. He soon felt her voice in his ear. Felt her breath caress his jaw.

"Feel better?" she asked him, her whisper loud in his ear. Klaus turned his head quickly towards her, pleased to find her face a bare three inches from his.

"That was very…pleasurable." Caroline smiled again before she went to sit by his side. "Good," she said.

"Let's do it again sometime," Klaus asked, giving Caroline a wide smirk. He suddenly heard a loud smash downstairs, accompanied by a couple of high pitched screams. Klaus' expression immediately changed.

"If you would excuse me," Klaus said worriedly, "I need to see if my house is still intact." He went to stand up and move to the door, but Caroline spoke up before he left.

"You owe me one," Caroline called, still seated on top of the bed.

"On the contrary Caroline, I believe it's the other way round," he responded smirking.

She was struck speechless at that comment as Klaus quickly left the room. Caroline couldn't stop smiling though as she laid back down onto the bed, twirling a bit of hair around her fingers.

OOO

Caroline did not want to go back downstairs and face the music. Klaus was probably bragging to Kol right this second. She didn't regret it though. Just seeing the look on Klaus' face made her feel victorious. She started to think where she was going with this. She couldn't give away any clue that she knew about their wager.

Maybe she should have them work for her. She wasn't free.

Caroline saw Kol enter the room suddenly, but he didn't seem to notice her. He walked over to the drawers, opening each of them up to search under all of Klaus' folded up clothes and rags. When he had no such luck in finding whatever it was he was looking for, he opened the cupboard and flicked through each item of clothing. Kol made sure to look inside each of the jacket pockets. He even went as far to look in Klaus' pants pockets.

"Looking for something?" Caroline asked, amused by his shocked face when he spun around. He looked speechless for a second, but quickly resumed his search in the cupboard.

"Klaus hid a bottle of my favourite whiskey around," he started, checking inside some of the shoes at the bottom of his cupboard, "but I just can't seem to…bingo!" Kol reached inside one of Klaus' boots and pulled out a tall bottle, "his hiding places are getting quite ingenious." Caroline lifted herself off the bed, taking a seat on the edge.

"Want some?" Kol offered, taking out two glasses from Klaus' other boot. Caroline nodded. She didn't have nearly enough alcohol to last the evening. He carelessly poured the liquid in both the glasses.

"So, what exactly are you doing in Klaus' room?" he asked, handing her the shot of whiskey. "He rarely ever lets anyone come in here…even me sometimes." Kol lazily seated himself on the bed, and laid down on top of Klaus' pillows, crossing one leg over the other.

"Maybe I'm special," Caroline responded, smirking affectionately in Kol's direction.

Kol grinned, "There's no doubt about that." He lifted his glass and gulped down the rest of the liquid, grimacing at the strong taste. "I think he likes you," he suggested, getting up from the bed to pour himself another glass.

Caroline took her heels off her feet in order to release the tension she was feeling. She followed closely behind him, sipping a small taste of the whiskey she held in her hands. "And what makes you think that." Caroline stood behind him, as she could hear the liquid being poured into his own glass.

"My remarkable sense of judgement," Kol turned fully around to face her. She was short and petite compared to Kol without her shoes. It made her feel very vulnerable. The sight of him though, tall, dark and handsome, combined with his sweet smell of aftershave, made her stomach do turns. It didn't help that she stood close enough to him that she could feel his breath touch her skin.

"What's your sense of judgement telling you now?" Caroline asked without thinking, her heart rate increasing at their close proximity.

"Nothing," he said simply, looking down on her.

"What's that supposed to mean," she responded bluntly, her tone a bit more harsh. She wasn't sure if that was a compliment or an insult. Kol cracked a very small smile at that, and leaned down into her ear.

"Turn the other way," he whispered gently. He placed both his hands on her waist. She looked at him a moment, blinked and did what she was asked. She turned as his hands guided her. He pushed Caroline's back against himself, and looked over towards the thin strap that held up her dress, his hands still grasping her waist.

Kol leaned his head down onto her shoulder and let his lips hover above the strap. Caroline could feel his warm breath tickle the surface of the skin. He placed a simple light kiss which sent waves of electricity through Caroline.

He moved up her shoulder, leaving a trail of small kisses along the way. His tongue traced intricate designs on her neck, exploring the different tastes of her skin. Her body arched into his when he found a sensitive spot. Her fingers knotted themselves in his hair, almost to the point of pain as he dragged his teeth at the junction of her shoulder and neck.

"We shouldn't," Caroline tried to say, but Kol didn't listen.

He gently slid his open palm over her softly pale skin like a disease; his fingers dragging the thin strap across her shoulder to gain better access to the smooth skin.

Kol leaned down and kissed her shoulder, feather light; his hand wrapped around her arm and stroking her skin. Caroline's breath hitched in her throat. She groaned against his touch, closing her eyes to revel in the moment. He continued trailing kisses down her shoulder towards her neck.

She tried pulling away from him, but his grip was too strong.

He bit down lightly on the curve of her neck, but didn't draw any blood. "Is this judgement enough for you?" he whispers against her skin. She could feel the vibrations of his voice onto her skin; it sent cold shivers up and down her spine.

Feelings well up, trapped her answer inside her throat, and all she manages is a nod. There is no hesitation as she turned around to face him fully, crossing the distance between them fast. With a low growl her mouth descends on his, kissing him with a need that steals her breath and sets her nerves on fire, his tongue slipping past her parted lips as she gasps and arches against him.

It took Caroline a few seconds to realise what had happen…she had kissed him.

But before she could react, Kol pushed her roughly onto the bed as her legs wrapped tightly around his waist. His answering groan is lost between them as he pushes himself on top of her and deepens the kiss, teeth scraping over bruised lips. Caroline can smell him, earthy, spicy and something else, something that is just him.

He nips at her bottom lip, sending electricity swarming inside her. Kol ghosted his hands up and down her body. Just as she was about to scream with excitement, she opened her eyes. Caroline took a deep breath out in surprise, sitting straight up from the bed. She was dreaming.

Caroline calmed down a bit. That was intense, she thought, breathing heavily.

"Enjoyed your dream did we?" Caroline jumped off the bed in horror when she heard a voice at the door. It was Kol. He leaned casually against the frame of the door, arms folded across his chest.

"You. So it was you manipulating my dreams," Caroline pointed out in irritation; she grabbed each of her heels, and placed them quickly on her feet.

"Just showing you a glimpse of just how much I can turn you on," he responded with a grin, she headed to the door and went to push past him but he wouldn't let her.

"Yeah, you wish," Caroline retorted harshly, pushing firmly against his chest, but he was much stronger than she was.

"It looked like you were enjoying yourself." Caroline scoffed, blushing slightly under Kol's intense stare. "Did you enjoy yourself?" he asked.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" This time she did manage to effectively push past him and walk away.

"Come on darling, it was just a bit of fun," he admitted, following her back to the party. She walked down the stairs with a completely normal expression on her face, attempting to ignore the voice behind her. But he was just that type of person someone couldn't ignore.

"Uh-huh…just a bit of harmless fun," she repeated angrily. She couldn't look at him…Caroline headed towards the exit, but before she could, Kol grabbed her arm.

"And where do you think your going?" he asked. Caroline sighed heavily in impatience and turned around, rolling her eyes in annoyance.

"What do you want, Kol?" Kol still had a firm grip on her arm, refusing to let her go.

"I think you know exactly what I want," he stated smirking, lifting both his eyebrows.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Caroline folded her arms, giving him a very displeased look.

"I know that you know." Caroline gave him a confused look, but her heart rate increased slightly, realising exactly what he meant.

"Know what?" Playing the dumb card is something she does best.

Kol looked away from Caroline, chuckling slightly in response. As soon as he looked back at her, his face was serious. "You know exactly what I mean."

A/N: Uh-oh, what does this mean for Caroline? I bet you weren't expecting her to wake up from that dream :P You guys did ask for lust ;) I apologise for the late update, but exams are nearing, and my head has exploded through the roof…literally. But I hope those fluffy scenes were worth the wait ;)

Here are last chapter's poll results:

Lust (Kol) – 58 percent

Greed (Caroline) - 16 percent

Wrath (Klaus) - 8 percent

Envy (Rebekah) - 8 percent

Pride (Elijah) - 8 percent

Gluttony (Stefan) - 0 percent

Sloth (Damon) – 0 percent

Next poll is up now, go vote!

What should Kol do?