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An Unlikely Match
Chapter XI
"Are you sure you want me to be a part of this? I wouldn't mind staying in my bedroom," Klaus offered as they entered the house around seven in the evening.
"Yes, Klaus, I'm sure I want you to be part of the dinner, now go take a shower. My family is getting here around eight because Jeremy wanted to stay at least for a little while. Plus, Damon will be here to cook at any minute. And since Elijah is going to help him, I expect him to arrive sooner," she had made sure to inform him about Elijah. She didn't want things to be harder than they needed to be, or more awkward. Klaus knew Elijah was coming, but it would have been mean if she didn't warn him about the time he was arriving.
"Fine, fine, fine," he raised his hands in defeat, before going upstairs.
"Barbie, we're here," Caroline heard a few minutes later, while she was in the kitchen organizing the finger food that she and Klaus had gotten. Alaric and Isobel, as well as Jeremy and Anna, wouldn't have dinner with them, but she wouldn't make them stay without anything to eat.
"In the kitchen," she yelled back, as she saw the two Salvatores and Rose enter the kitchen a moment later.
"Wow, what is all of this?" she asked seeing the many paper bags each doctor had in their arms.
"Most of it is alcohol, you know Damon…" Stefan smirked.
"I brought some dessert," Rose offered, handing a bag that had at least three pies cartoons.
"Thank you, Rose," Caroline said, moving the pies to the fridge.
"Let me properly greet you guys," she said kissing the cheek of each of them.
"Now that you're here, I'm out of the kitchen. I still haven't had time to take a shower and my family will be arriving in less than thirty minutes. Stefan knows where everything is, so just make yourselves at home," she said before leaving to get ready for the night.
Caroline went shopping with Katherine the previous weekend, much to her amusement and Katherine's relief. The blond loved to shop, and alternated between going with Bonnie and Katherine, who weren't as crazy about it as she was. Not that Caroline needed company for her shopping sprees, if she couldn't coerce her friends to join her, she simply went alone.
She had brought a dress for the occasion and at eight sharp she was leaving her room to wait for her guests. As luck would have it the moment she opened her bedroom door, Klaus stepped outside his.
"You look ravishing, sweetheart," he said as he looked at her. She had her curls nicely done, little makeup, and a beautiful strapped sateen ivory dress. It wasn't very tight, but it embraced her upper body perfectly.
"Thank you, you look quite dashing yourself," she offered looking at him. He had dress shirt and pants on, both black, and a fancy blazer over it. His necklaces showed through the first two opened buttons of his shirt, leading Caroline to smile softly. She loved his necklaces.
"Shall we?" he said offering her his arm, to which she gladly accepted.
The moment they reached the bottom of the staircase her doorbell rang.
"It's probably Elena and her family," she offered, detaching her arm from his to answer the door.
Klaus was left with her enticing scent. She always smelled good, but she was particularly alluring tonight. Caroline felt the same way about his aftershave, or cologne, she wasn't sure. It was manly, woodsy, and fresh. It almost made her lose control as they descended the stairs arm in arm. She wanted to snuggle into his chest and take in his scent better, but of course she stopped herself from the dramatic display.
It was indeed her family, who also came baring a lot of bags of food and beverages that Caroline quickly took to the kitchen with Elena's help. Normally Klaus would have offered to do the physical work, being the gentleman he was, but for selfish reasons he decided to avoid the kitchen at all costs. He would only face his brother when it was absolutely necessary.
Caroline had been surprised by the amount of food, but this was the first time she had ever hosted something like this. She didn't know how much food to ask people to bring, and fearing it wouldn't be enough, she might have asked for a bit too much. Klaus would be ecstatic as they were sure to have leftovers for the entire week, if not longer.
While Caroline brought in the appetizers to the living room, Elena brought out the drinks. Her bright smile showed how much she was really enjoying her night with her relatives and friends, and for a moment it felt like a dream.
Her relationship with Grayson's family wasn't ideal, but they were having a nice time. Caroline and Klaus were sitting on a loveseat, while Grayson, Miranda, Elena, Meredith, Jeremy and Anna occupied the two couches and arm chairs in the living room. The conversation flowed nicely and sometimes they made smaller groups and other times everyone engaged in the same topic.
Klaus had to fight the urge of moving his arm to her shoulder as they had small conversation with her family. There she was; smelling so tempting, trying to cover her nervousness the best she could, while she behaved like the perfect host. She looked absolutely adorable. And sexy in her small dress.
Some time later Alaric and Isobel arrived, bringing even more food and soon joined the animated conversation in the living room.
By the time Alaric, Isobel, Jeremy and Anna left, the salads and the side dishes were finished. The only thing missing was the turkey that had been in the oven for quite some time already. According to Damon, who wouldn't allow anyone to so much as peek at the bird, the secret was roasting it slowly.
"I'm starving," Caroline offered, and her friends smiled, not wasting the opportunity to say she's always hungry.
"That's because you've barely eaten today," Klaus observed.
"I didn't want to eat the appetizers because then I wouldn't have any room for the main course or the desserts. The pies Rose brought look much too tempting and delicious," she said, making her father chuckle.
"You know me, sweetheart, I'm always ravenous," Klaus smirked.
"Then I think we should just eat, who needs the traditional table all prepared before we can eat? The turkey should be done, start filling up your plates and I'll bring it out." Damon offered as he stood up to double check his assumption. "Yep, it's ready. Why don't you stop trying to impress Caroline's sister and come help me set the table, Stef?" Damon called from the kitchen's door, leaving his brother to blush and apologize to Meredith, while he avoided looking at her parents.
In twenty minutes all the food was on the table and they took their seats according to the nametags Caroline had put out. At first they thought it was odd to have their seats marked in a private and home-y event, but this was Caroline Forbes, she loved planning perfect parties; even it was just a dinner in her house.
Caroline sat at the head of the table with Klaus by her right side. Next to him were Elena, and then Grayson, Miranda and Meredith while Damon sat at the other end of the table. By the plastic surgeon's side was his brother, and then Rose. There was an empty space between the pediatrician and Katherine, and then Elijah by Caroline's left side. Carolina had made sure to keep Klaus somewhat near Elijah.
"Well, I'm thankful for each one of you that came here tonight. It's just been absolutely perfect so far, and I couldn't be happier. So consider yourselves officially invited for Christmas as well," she offered excitedly and the whole table laughed. "I'm sure there will still be leftovers by then, so don't even bother to bring more food," she completed and they smiled with her. "The truth is all of you sitting here with me is what I'm thankful for. You're my family, one way or the other and I'm thankful for having each of you not only here, but in my life. I'm thankful for… for Dad making it after the accident," she said clearly emotional, leading her father and siblings to be teary just like her. It was the first time she had ever called him dad since she was a toddler. "And I'm thankful it's now Klaus' turn," she chuckled, helping her to keep the tears in bay.
"I'm thankful for the food and for Caroline's wonderful idea of finally eating," he started, leading the table to laugh once again. "And for Dr. Damon Salvatore, at least for being the best plastic surgeon in the city, as for the food, I'll find out soon. Although I'm confident it's better than whatever Caroline would have tried," everybody laughed while the man at the other head of the table said he would be even more thankful in a few minutes. "And I'm very thankful for Caroline allowing me to live here, to offer me a shelter when I had been looking for one," he said looking at her tenderly.
"You pay for it, Klaus, you don't need to be thankful," she offered, shyly.
"But I still am, sweetheart," he offered, kissing her hand, making her blush, and for some reason, avoid looking at her father at the moment. Though she didn't miss the concerned look by Grayson. He actually looked tenderly at the two roommates. He felt better knowing Caroline had someone to take care of her now that she lost Liz.
"I'm also thankful for my father's recovery and for being here tonight, with my sister. This is a dream come true to my family," Elena offered then, leading some of the people to be touched again.
Miranda thanked for her family as well, especially Grayson's life, and also Caroline for inviting them.
"I'm thankful for finally being close to my daughter. The past twenty-four years of my life have been the best because of my wife and younger kids, but it's also been a torture because I didn't have the apple of my eye with me. Caroline, you were my first daughter. There's no emotion that could compare to the first time I saw you, and you cried in my arms. I love you and no matter how many times I apologize for being absent, being here today makes up for all I've lost and I hope someday I can make it up to you as well," he said, wiping his tears.
"Thank you, Dad," she said also teary.
Meredith, Damon and Stefan also had lighthearted things to thank and rounds of laughter followed, especially as Damon thanked God for making him such an amazing man, who even knew how to cook a perfect Thanksgiving dinner.
"I'm thankful for Caroline showing so much compassion not only to me, but to every person at this table. I'm thankful for meeting such a great woman, even under terrible circumstances. I feel blessed," Rose offered, and Caroline was barely holding her tears back.
"Well I'm thankful this thankful thing is already ending, so we can eat and stop behaving like we're all bipolar who laugh until they cry and then try to avoid crying until they laugh. I'm thankful for my boyfriend, my job, my friends, and my family sitting here at this table. Some of you are very important to me, actually the only important people to me," Katherine offered before Damon said she was making them laugh and cry more than anyone before her. If they were bipolar, she was their queen.
Elijah took a deep breath, looking at his brother sitting across him, but Klaus was looking at his plate, playing with the fork near it.
"I'm thankful for so many things, but I guess the first one is being here. I don't often celebrate this holiday, as it isn't common in England," he said in all his seriousness, although there was a smile adorning his beautiful face. "But I think today is the night I might be more thankful for as long as I can remember. And that is because after a very long time I'm finally around my brother again," Elijah said looking at Klaus who looked up surprised by Elijah's words. "Using some of the words some of you already did, it's a blessing, an honor, a gift to sit with Niklaus on a night like this. And I'm thankful for knowing he's become a fine man, and is on his way to become a great doctor, but especially for being surrounded by people who care so much about him. He deserves no less than that," he offered, his eyes teary although he didn't allow the tears to fall.
"There are objections about the fine part," Katherine offered to avoid her own tears.
Caroline found herself unable to contain her tears any longer. Not trying to be the least bit discreet about it, she reached for Klaus' hand, giving it a squeeze.
"I guess we can finally eat," Damon offered, ending the tender moment, but those simple words said by the oldest Mikaelson would have been enough to change Klaus and Elijah forever.
Things had changed since Thanksgiving, but Caroline couldn't pinpoint exactly what or how. Klaus seemed to be lighter, and although he hadn't talked to Elijah yet, as far as she could say, she knew he had been surprised by his older brother's words. She would give him a little more time, and with Christmas coming, maybe he would finally make a move in reconciling with his brother.
"Seriously, she just did it?" the girl asked, while she giggled snatching a handful of the popcorn between her and Klaus as they sat together on the sofa. It was a lazy Sunday night and they were enjoying one of their favorite shows.
"I mean she really doesn't remember anything," he said smirking.
"I love this show," she said, taking some popcorn.
"I have to agree it's funny, I would never have thought," he admitted, and she winked.
"Too bad it's only thirty minutes long and now there's nothing interesting to watch for another two hours," she complained as they watched the credits show on the screen.
"We could watch a movie, what do you think?" he asked, seeing it as the perfect opportunity to invite her out. They had had lunch and dinner together many times before, and although for some people it could be considered a date, for roommates it was just having their daily meals in a practical way.
"Well I guess. We have already re-watched all of my DVD's," she shrugged, as she logged into her Netflix account, "Let's see if there's something on here,"
"Or maybe we could go to the movies, I've heard there are some good ones out," he offered, leading her to stop her research.
"You mean as in a theater?" she asked.
"Well I guess that's where people go when they want to go to watch the newest movies," he quipped, while hiding his beautiful smile behind a can of soda.
"What do you want to watch?" she sounded excited. She couldn't even remember the last time she went to the movies.
"I don't know. A comedy? There's no way I'm watching a romantic movie with you, sweetheart," he said, although he truly wouldn't mind it all. He was sure whatever movie they watched his attention wouldn't be on the screen.
"Great, we'll find something," she clapped her hands together, standing up. "There's always RomCom…"
"Are you taking me to watch a girly movie?" he asked
"I think it would be nice. It's been ages since I went to the movies. It'll be fun," she completely ignored his comment, checking on her phone what was out in the theaters.
"Choose it and I'll buy the tickets online while you take a shower," he suggested, while she showed him what he was sure was the corniest movie ever made, but he wasn't going to be picky about it. He just wanted to take her out for something else that didn't include food. Whatever she wanted he would agree to.
"I'm not going to shower, it's not like we're going out on a date," she offered casually, but as she said the words she felt butterflies fluttering in her stomach. Did she want it to be a date?
Klaus felt disappointed. She had made herself clear they wouldn't have sex, and now it was clear to him that she saw him as a friend. But he couldn't deny his feelings, he was in love with her, and while he wasn't sure if he should make a move or not, he wanted to. But he could only take so much rejection. It was starting to hurt. Being so close to her and not having her in his arms was painful, but anything was better than ruining their friendship because of his advances.
"Well I'll take a shower, just because I'm out with my roommate doesn't mean I have to look like a homeless person," he smirked, charming it up with a wink.
"Do I look like a homeless person?" she suddenly felt self-conscious, running one of her hands on her messy hair. They had stayed home the entire day in their sweats, but she thought if she changed into clean clothes she would be decent enough to go to the movies.
"Sort of," he chuckled, and she actually looked down at her body. She had pink sweat pants that actually had a hole or two near the waist, with some old college shirt on. Its collar was already twice as big as it had been back in the day and a flannel shirt over that, which had long since lost its colors.
"You don't say things like that to a woman Klaus," she whined playfully, realizing her combination of clothes was indeed terrible. At least she was planning on changing them.
"Even looking like a beggar you're beautiful, sweetheart. You have a natural beauty. Even if you have food in your hair," he smiled, removing the popcorn from her hair. Their eyes locked for a moment, but they didn't do anything about it, until Caroline finally looked away.
"Well, I guess I'll take a shower then, I have some girls to make jealous in the theater," she winked, as she stood up and he wondered what she meant by that.
Almost an hour later they were both entering into his car. He had almost an hour to spare, and with the ride to the theater taking only twenty minutes, they still had plenty of time to wait before they were allowed to enter the room, despite the long lines.
"I think that redhead is looking at you," Caroline pointed out a girl from another line.
"She looks nice," Klaus barely appraised the girl. What was he supposed to say?
"She does. Maybe you should go there," she suggested, though she had no idea why she did it. Actually the glances the girl was shamelessly throwing at Klaus were bothering Caroline.
"And what about you?" Klaus asked, although he wasn't considering leaving her and he would let her know it.
"I like to watch moves all by myself. At least I'm not distracted by anyone," she shrugged.
"Is that your subtle plan of getting rid of me, sweetheart?" he teased, faking being hurt.
"No, I'm just saying you can go to the girl. She's literally devouring you with her eyes," Caroline offered as she rolled her blue eyes.
"You're my date. I'm not ditching you because of some girl," he tried to sound casual about it, but he wasn't sure if he had been able to.
"I'm honored, although I have to correct you- I'm not your date. I don't mind if you go find someone else." she said and once again she wanted to slap herself. Why was she encouraging him to go after that other girl?
"You know what I mean, love. I came here with you to watch a movie and have fun. If I wanted to find a girl for the night I wouldn't have picked a movie theater. I'm not a teenager," he said, finally bringing up the courage to wrap his arm around her shoulder. Klaus had never been shy around girls, quite the opposite. He was an expert in flirting and getting a girl in his bed, but there was a lot at stake with Caroline and he found himself lost about what to do.
"She'll be disappointed," Caroline glared at the woman across them with a victorious smile, showing the redhead the handsome blond already had company for the night.
"Forget about her. Do you want any candy or something else?" he asked.
"You know me… I can never get enough popcorn. I think I want some soda also and maybe some chocolate," she looked away from the girl, who had already looked away from them, being intimidated by Caroline's stares.
"Right then, I'll take care of it," he said, and for some reason, kissed her hair before leaving.
Caroline frowned looking at his body disappearing among the many people. Did he catch her power and possession game with the girl? Was he helping her? She quickly dismissed those thoughts. This was just Klaus being Klaus; always the charmer.
Ten minutes later he was back with an extra butter, extra large popcorn, a couple of sodas, and a Kit Kat bar, her favorite. But as he approached Caroline in the line, he realized there was a quite good looking guy talking to her. He felt his blood boil as the guy kept staring at her body and lips, while they talked.
"Here," Klaus said to Caroline, completely ignoring the guy.
"You didn't say you were with someone else, beautiful," the tall man offered, and Klaus wanted to punch him in the face. Beautiful? Really?
"This is my friend Klaus, this is Joe," she introduced them, thankful for Klaus' return. The man was good looking, and she was okay when he approached her just after Klaus left, but it didn't take thirty seconds into speaking with him to realize what an arrogant creep he was. Couldn't he go five seconds without staring at her breasts?
"What's up man," Joe said.
Klaus just nodded to the guy and turned to Caroline, his eyes narrowed.
"Well, here is your popcorn, soda, and your chocolate," he handed her the goods, and Caroline frowned watching him turn to leave, a slight pout on his face.
"Klaus!" she called to him. "You can't expect me to eat all this popcorn by myself. An extra large, really?" she tried to subtly tilt her head at Joe and simultaneous frowning slightly.
"Well in that case, I'm sure Joe can help you," Klaus offered sarcastically, while he glared pointedly at Joe.
"Klaus, come back here," she said in a burst of anger. Maybe her facial expressions hadn't been good enough for him to read exactly what she was trying to convey: rescue me!
"What?" he asked.
"You know, you look kind of cute when you're jealous, except for the whole walking away thing," she said caressing his cheek. Klaus felt his skin burning, not only because of her touch, but because she had caught him in his actions.
"I'm not jealous. I just said you and your friend Joe can share this popcorn," Klaus leveling the man with an intense stare.
"Thanks, man," Joe said, moving one of his hands to Caroline's waist, who tried to wriggle her way out of it, but just couldn't. The guy was big. Klaus' fists clenched together painfully at the sight. He was doing his best to ignore the way the man hit on Caroline, but he felt like he would punch him at any moment.
Caroline couldn't help but feel completely uncomfortable. She wasn't interested at all; couldn't either of the men see that? And she didn't want to cause a scene in the movies' line. That was ridiculous. If only Klaus wasn't so oblivious to her signs.
"I'm glad you chose this shirt, it's one of my favorites, and it really shows off your muscles." Caroline turned to Klaus, using one of her hands to push Joe away and get rid of his hand on her.
"I had no idea, sweetheart," Klaus answered confused by her actions, but also relieved that she had broke the side embrace from Joe.
"I mean this must be why that girl was staring you down earlier. You really do look good enough to eat," Caroline bit her lips seductively, and Klaus widened his eyes slightly. What was she up to?
Joe seemed the more oblivious of the two, and started talking with them again, moving his arm to wrap around Caroline's shoulder. She couldn't believe the two men by her side were so clueless. Wasn't she making it clear she didn't want Joe to be around them?
They were almost inside the theater when she realized she would have to be bolder to get rid of the cocky man. She asked him to hold her popcorn and soda for a moment before she turned to Klaus. Naturally, as if she was used to doing it every day, she slipped her hand around the back of his neck, and brought him down close enough to kiss. Her lips were soft and gentle, coaxing his own into response after Klaus stood still in shock. Finally realizing what was going on, he unconsciously moved his hand to her waist and responded to the kiss, lost in the taste of her lips. The warmth of her lips on his made him shiver.
Caroline didn't want to give Joe any explanation so she just prolonged the kiss hoping the man would finally take a hint. After a couple more minutes she slowly pulled herself away from Klaus looking anywhere but at his face. She didn't know how he would react. She hoped it wouldn't make things awkward between them so she just bit her lower lip and waited for his reaction.
"I guess we're out of popcorn now," he casually offered, moving his arm to her shoulder.
"I guess we are," she said relieved.
"Do you want me to buy you more?" he asked, seeing she was somewhat uncomfortable.
"Yes," she answered quickly.
"Save me a seat," he asked, before walking away.
What did you just do Caroline? She asked herself. Joe was an idiot, but why did she have to go and kiss Klaus? Why couldn't she have just asked the guy to go away and say she wasn't interested? She was praying the kiss wouldn't change anything between them. They were good friends and she didn't want to risk their friendship for anything. Do I say anything about it? Do I bring the subject up? Do I apologize? Do I thank him? She thought, but her subconscious kept bringing back the kiss to her mind.
On his way to the concession stand all Klaus could think about was the taste of her lips lingering on his. There was a smile on his face that just wouldn't go away and he was thankful for the man he just wanted to punch some minutes ago. She was a good kisser, a glorious kisser even. Unconsciously he moved his fingers to his mouth and smiled even wider. That was their first kiss, and even if he knew she only meant to get rid of Joe, maybe it would be the beginning of something.
When he was back almost everyone had already entered the room. He tried to find Caroline, but the only familiar face he saw was Joe offering the popcorn to the redhead that was checking him out earlier. He rolled his eyes, and tried to find Caroline who was waving at him like a crazy from the last row of seats. He finally saw her, and sat by her side just when the trailers started to play.
"Thank you," she said getting the popcorn from him, along with her soda, and yet another bar of Kit Kats.
"Your friend is just giving your popcorn to the redhead from before." Klaus smirked.
"What an idiot. I mean I was openly flirting with you, but he didn't seem to understand. Actually neither of you did," she rolled her eyes.
"Oh I realized just fine how you were shamelessly flirting with me, sweetheart," he smirked, taking the moment to move his arm to her shoulders again. She didn't seem to mind him, so he was just going to continue his advances.
"No, I wasn't," she contradicted her last words.
"Yes, you were. But that's okay, I do look great it this shirt, can't blame you," he brought his face close to hers, whispering in her hair.
"You're so full of yourself," she answered weakly as his hotbreath left a trail of goose bumps in her body.
He smirked at her, moving his body back to his seat, and sipping his soda, before moving his attention to the trailers.
"No more distractions, I want to watch the movie," she offered weakly, trying to move her attention to anything that didn't include her kissing him again.
"I can't believe you're crying, love," he chuckled as they walked out of the room.
"It's cute," she wiped a couple of tears, "They fought all the time, but they loved each other," she completed.
"It's stupid. You know this is always how these movies end," he reasoned, not really understanding why people paid to watch so predictable and — quite frankly — stupid movies.
"You'll never understand."
"Hopefully I won't," he smirked, and she actually slapped his arm.
They talked – more like Caroline talked – about some scenes from the movie on their ride home, until somehow the subject changed to Joe.
"When I saw you coming back I honestly thought you were an angel coming to save me from hell. Although I don't know who was more clueless to my signs, you or Joe," she said, as they pulled into the driveway.
"What if it was all a part of my secret plan to finally let you do what you've been dreaming of since you laid eyes on this perfect body?" Klaus quipped as they hopped out of the car.
"In your dreams," she rolled her eyes.
"You may have been kissed before, but just today you got the pleasure to be kissed by Klaus Mikaelson. It changes the definition of kiss," he said, from behind her.
She turned around, slapping his arm, "Klaus! Shut up!"
"Are you saying it was bad?" he challenged.
"No, it wasn't" she answered, feeling stupid for confessing it.
"Admit it sweetheart, it was the best kiss you've ever had," he closed the gap between them, whispering into her hair.
"You aren't that bad," she shrugged, trying to cover the way her body reacted to his closeness. Hopefully he didn't catch her shivering, although she was sure her heartbeat was probably loud enough for her neighbors to hear.
"I bet it was your best," he said, opening the front door.
"So just tell me how much we're betting because this will be the easiest money I've ever made," she quipped.
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah. I've had plenty of better kisses," she followed him inside.
"Have you now sweetheart?" Klaus asked with an edge to his tone as he boldly walked in front of her. Caroline gasped a little as he leaned into her, his arm snacking around her waist, and his cool blue eyes never wavering from her face.
"So tell me, was it better than this," he moved in swiftly kissing her passionately. He pulled her close to him, slipping one hand into her silky hair and moving the other to the small of her back.
Caroline responded immediately to his kiss, cupping his head in her hands. His tongue asked for entrance gliding across her slightly parted lips and she didn't waste any time before opening them to allow him entry. The kiss deepened, his tongue pursuing hers in a hot and delicious dance. When a soft moan escaped her throat, he pulled her even closer making her feel his arousal against her stomach. It wasn't until then that he realized just how hard he was, and immediately broke the contact between them. She stood in his arms like some kind of angel; lips redden and split to exhale small bouts of breath. Eyes remaining closed.
"Sweet dreams, love," he whispered, before turning around and leaving her speechless in the living room.
"Klaus," she said softly, as she entered his bedroom, "Are you awake?" she asked quietly.
"Yes, sweetheart, what happened?" he asked sitting on the bed and turning the lamp on his nightstand on.
"I couldn't sleep," she said, moving to 'her' side of the bed.
"Is there anything wrong?" he asked.
"Yes," she admitted, looking everywhere but at his face.
"What is it, love?"
"I…I,"
"Caroline, look at me, sweetheart, tell me what's going on so I can help you," he reached for her hand, holding it between his own.
"I want you," she blurted, and for a moment he was too shocked to react. "Oh God! I'm sorry, I knew this was a mistake," she said a moment later, a hand slapping over her mouth as he looked at her speechlessly. She moved to stand up to leave, but before she even had a chance his hands found her waist and he held her still.
"Would you like to elaborate a little bit more on that?" he asked, looking dead-serious.
"This was a mistake, can't you just pretend like I was never here?" she whined trying to keep her emotions from stirring too much. She could feel the heat of embarrassment at his obvious rejection flooding her face.
"Caroline," he whispered her name, leading her to close her eyes. His hoarse voice, his heavy accent, was like a caress through her body.
"Klaus," she said a moment later, her eyes still closed as she felt his firm grip on her waist.
"One word, love. One word and I could give you whatever you want," his voice was still low, as he brought his body closer to hers.
Caroline took a deep breath. It was now or never. He was giving her an out; she could take it and pretend like none of this had ever happened. But could she really do that? How was she going to pretend that her body didn't answer to his kiss effortlessly? She had no doubt just then that she was attracted to him. What was the point in continuing to denying it?
"Take me," she asked, moving one of her hands to his chest.
Klaus felt his breath becoming ragged the moment the words left her mouth. He was mesmerized by her beauty as she stood in front of him, wearing a black robe and maybe only that. He just had to find out what was underneath the silky fabric. Moving his hand from her waist, he reached the robe's collar, sliding it aside and showing her perfect, perky breast tipped with a dusty rose colored peak. The moment he saw her exposed skin he stood along with her, hustling her back until she collided with the wall behind her. Never breaking eye contact he shut the door to his left shut with snap.
His hands couldn't be kept then, slipping down until he met with the small knot keeping her attire together; but his hand didn't pull the thread. Instead his inquisitive hand kept moving south, until he reached the hem of her robe that barely reached midthigh. His eyes were heavy hooded as he gazed at her with complete lust. She couldn't look away. Not as his hands continued to work their way down her body. It was driving her mad, every touch felt electric and she itched to tear away the robe. Unconsciously Caroline arched her body forward into his hands, anticipating his fingers as the inched closer to her aching core. She was completely soaking wet.
Klaus finally moved his hand between her parted thighs and let out an inhumane growl when he found no barrier to her paradise. Caroline moaned in relief, grinding herself against his touch. The moment of her reaction, when he felt her body press fully against his, he lost it.
He cupped her face with his remaining hand, leaning in to close the space between their lips; but never did they meet. He was lost in the feeling of her heat. He felt his cock tighten at the mere sensation and tentatively tried to kiss her again. Once more their lips did not meet, but their heady breathing mingled intimately together. Swiftly he moved his other hand to her thigh, urging her upwards. She moved eagerly under his guidance, raising her body while he moved to press her completely against the wall. Caroline's legs immediately wrapped themselves around his waist and their lips finally met.
All reverie was replaced by pure frenzy. The moment his lips claimed hers he knew it. All the unanswered questions came easily to his mind. There were no questions; the feeling of loss had vanished and he found himself never being so peaceful. The kiss was hot and heated. It only took a moment, a bite to her bottom lip to be exact, and Caroline was already moaning loudly.
Her arms had moved to the back of his neck and she held onto him for dear life. She never wanted to let go and Klaus felt as if heaven had graced him with an angel. All those months of having to stuff down his feeling for her had only ever grown, and right now it was exploding. He knew he could never bury those feelings inside him again.
Caroline didn't know how to stop. She didn't want to stop. She was fully aware that they were only friends who shared a roof, and that bringing sex into the mix would only complicate their lives. But she needed this more than she needed answers. She knew she needed to face her true feelings, the ones she had been avoiding all along. But she had never felt more alive. She could feel- everything. She could feel the passion invading her body and taking control. It was positively palpable. And she could swear her heart was beating harder than she ever thought possible. All of these emotions seemed to carry her away to a dimension where it was only her and Klaus.
Nothing else mattered in this alternate universe.
Caroline had never been kissed like this in her entire life. It was intense and sensual, but there was something else that made it an overwhelming experience. It held so many feelings, and while desperation was the first she noticed, it didn't take more than a few seconds for her to feel more than that. There was passion, desire, need, but it was also merged with vulnerability, fear and desperate acceptance. She couldn't even understand how she had been able to catch all those emotions, but they were there, as clear as the stars outside.
And her body answered to each of those emotions. Her hands rubbing violently across his scalp, tugging the curly mess with rapture. Klaus seemed to consume her, pulling her against him like a man starved with no room left in between. They moaned in unison, always in synch, as their bodies touched in a way they never had before. He could feel her firm ass under his touch and how her heart accelerated at every nip and thrust. She felt his growing arousal against her stomach. No words were exchanged in the brief stops for the pursuit of air. Only the non-intelligible murmurs of their feelings and emotions as they finally found themselves in one another's arms. The dance of their tongues was sensual and exquisite. Caroline felt the air vanishing from her lungs and her breathing becoming even heavier, but she couldn't stop it.
She fought desperately to keep her emotions detached from the moment and Klaus, but there was no use stopping her body. She didn't have the same strength to fight the intense physical contact between them. She knew the time would come when they would look back at this moment and realize their error, but she hoped for a miracle to avoid it at all costs. Klaus had lived with Bonnie in the same house for a few weeks after he slept with her, and it wasn't that awkward. Maybe they would be able to just go back to what they were before, although a small voice in her head said they wouldn't. There was only so much a woman could resist when a man like Klaus wanted to kiss them in this kind of way. She didn't want to pass up the opportunity to finally be in his arms like that. She allowed her heart to guide her through not the right option, but the only one that felt right. Her body couldn't lie; her body couldn't pretend how it felt under Klaus's touch. She could feel her arousal reaching levels that had her skin crawling that let out an animal instinct inside. This was certainly a new experience; no one had ever made her feel this way before.
She knew in that moment what she needed to do. She would take a risk. Or in this case, Klaus, in his bed. But their bodies were still glued to the wall, Klaus thrusting against her body in a torturous persistent grind that left her mewling in desperation.
Klaus needed more. He didn't want to take her against the wall, even if she wasn't showing any resistance. All he aspired to was to make this night unforgettable.
He could feel the grip of her legs around him increase and it only made his arousal more evident. Quickly he moved her body to the desk a few feet away from them. The moment he felt her weight transferred onto the wooden surface his hands moved from her the curve of her ass to the back of her head, pulling her in to a dominating kiss. With a groan he nipped at her neck in abandon. How did she expect him to do anything with her hips moving like that? With a growl he ground his hips against hers in retaliation. Caroline's hands found balance on the surface below her, doing her best to prop herself up to a better advantage. It was hardly enough. It still felt like they weren't close enough. Her foot reached the column in the wall to allow her body to meet his thrusts. He was still fully dressed in a wife beater and sweat pants, but it still didn't stop their bodies from exploding in desire. His hands ran up her thighs, dancing across her silky skin. Caroline could feel his bulge against her center, his sweatpants against her wet flesh. The way she rocked her body against his, and the moans of pleasure made his body react in a way that felt like he was already inside her, and that alone was crazy and something new to him. Their moans echoed across the room, and as she reached to impatiently tug down his offending pants the unexpected happen.
He was suddenly gone.
AN: Happy belated Thanksgiving lovelies! (for those who celebrate it).
So here is one of my favorite chapters for obvious reasons. I do hope you pretend it's Christmas instead of Thanksgiving and give me some gifts also known as reviews ;)
I want to thank everyone who followed this story, added it to their favorites and reviewed last chapter. And also Erin, who is such a wonderful beta.
Next: Things get out of hand, one of the doctors is admitted at the hospital as a patient. But at least it brings out something positive at the end of the day. Make your bets! Also there's a Klaus/Elijah moment I loved to write!
Love,
Babi
