Hello and happy Klaroweek! Congratulations on making it through a year without Klaroline and being part of the badassest fandom to ever badass :)
I know I haven't been here in forever but I've been funneling all my attention into another story of mine that really deserved the attention. However, I'm back for Fanfiction Day of Klaroweek and with a 2000 word chapter!
Really hoping you guys will like it especially since it's the first update for 2015.
I'm on a sugar fast again (and sick today) so pretty please sweeten my day with a review - thank you and enjoy :)
It broke his resolve.
Caroline cried out at the intrusion then whimpered at the sensations he was creating inside her.
Wantonly she ground her body up and down, trying to get more of him and for a few moments Klaus let her, watching with lustful satisfaction as she wordlessly confessed her desperate need for him.
Caroline panted, her breasts bouncing against his hand, and Klaus took a moment to savour her like this – when she was his and relished in it.
Then he moved his left hand and put it to her hipbone, forcefully pushing her back against the counter and holding her there; disenabling her grinding.
Caroline whimpered in complaint, desperate for the friction, and Klaus looked smug as he leaned in. She sucked in a breath when his chest touched the parts of her chest that his hand had abandoned.
"Just say it; say the words, love."
He flicked up a thumb. She whimpered highly.
"And you can have as much of this as your heart desires."
She shut her eyes, wanting to cry. She needed him so badly but she couldn't say yes. There was so much more than just them to consider in this and even with just them it was complicated enough.
And she still wasn't entirely sure that he'd thought things through enough; that he was serious enough or wanted her enough.
Her eyes opened quickly and in his she saw burning determination, making guilt rise in her chest.
Still, she reminded herself that she was the responsible one. She was in charge of her heart; it would be her fault if Klaus broke all these cute promises in a few days when he realised what a real relationship meant, and her heart along with it.
She was the responsible one.
But for right now she was focused on his hand on her and what she could do to make his movements speed up and take her over the edge.
Struck by inspiration, with all the strength she had she grabbed for the hand he had pressed to her hip.
Catching him off-guard, she managed to bring it to her mouth before Klaus knew what was happening.
She put her lips to his wrist and inhaled the scent of his blood pumping harshly behind the thin skin. It was all it took for the thick veins to crawl up to her eyes and her fangs to protrude through her gums.
She felt powerful when he gasped and even better when she scraped her fangs over his wrist and he groaned loudly.
She laid down a quick kiss before speaking against his pulse point, just barely restraining her bloodlust.
"What does this mean to you?"
Klaus sucked in a breath, hesitating, before he replied.
"You had your fantasies; I had mine."
His reply only made her hotter for him and with a small nod and lick of her lips she let one of her fangs break through his skin. Caroline smiled as she got a single drop of his blood on her tongue just like she had that morning.
It tasted as amazing as she remembered but now it was also tied to something else she wanted just as much: her release.
Before Klaus had a chance to react, she threw away his hand and pulled roughly at his hair, forcefully revealing his neck.
In the blink of an eye she bit into him roughly, spilling everywhere.
Caroline knew how to feed neatly, she preferred it, but this was one of the rare moments when she wanted the hot red liquid running all over her lips and spreading over his shirt to leave proof that she'd been there.
She retracted her mouth then bit into him again, sucking hard, before pulling away and biting again and again.
Klaus was moaning loudly in between profanities muttered against her shoulder; imitating the rhythm of her biting and sucking with his hand, roughly drawing her orgasm from her as she took his blood.
His neck was jaggedly bitten and broken when she pulled away, arching her neck perfectly as she cried out, stars dotting across her vision.
Klaus was on a high of his own, drunk off the sensation of her feeding from him, as he watched the blonde arch backwards, her mouth and shirt stained with his blood as more dripped from her chin and rolled into her neck; her body shaking against him.
Her fangs still showed, gleaming beneath the sheen of red; the blood on them the same shade as her eyes.
He'd never seen anything more beautiful.
He wanted her.
He watched her ride his hand for a few more seconds then leaned forward and ripped off her shirt with his free hand, nosing against her fragrant skin before biting down on the bared part of her breast with his human teeth.
It increased the force of Caroline's orgasm and she was glad for his hand wrapped around her back because her legs caved as she lost herself in the sensation; lost herself in him in her.
It took a few minutes for her to come down; catch her breath.
When she regained awareness of her surroundings she realised Klaus was kissing her neck as he held her up between his body and the counter.
The kisses were tender but desperate and she didn't have to feel his body against hers to know what he needed.
He shook his head against her when she slid her hands down between them but she ignored him, hastily working at his belt.
In seconds she had his jeans halfway down his legs and was grabbing onto the waistband of his boxer briefs when he caught her wrists loosely.
"Caroline," he warned.
She pulled her wrists free and slung them around his neck instead, looking determinedly up at him through her lashes.
"Please."
He smirked, though it wasn't quite as confident as the expression usually looked on him.
"That only works once, sweetheart."
She laughed a little, blushing at the way he'd sussed out her tactic.
"I have no idea what you're talking about."
He chuckled too, lightly, and she nuzzled until her lips were at the base of his throat before whispering her lips over his collarbones.
He swallowed and she smiled a little, glad to know after her begging that she wasn't the only one being affected here.
She let one hand drop then thumbed over the waistband of his boxer briefs, relishing in the sharp breath he drew in response.
Her other hand went to his neck which had stitched itself back into perfect condition. She danced her fingers over the bloodstained area, feathering them over his shoulder.
"I'll… drink from you again," she sweetened the deal, her voice rising hopefully a little at the end.
Something in Klaus snapped.
He pushed her back up against the counter forcefully and crashed his mouth down to hers. She bit down hard on his bottom lip as an outlet for the pain before engaging in the kiss hungrily, shaking her legs free of her jeans and wrapping all her limbs around him, pulling him in as close as possible.
He dominated the kiss, not allowing her to pull away for breath.
She whimpered as his mouth moved against hers hungrily, the sounds increasing in pitch when he sucked roughly on her tongue. Her hands scrabbled at his neck then moved up into his hair, pulling wildly and scratching at his scalp as she wondered if he could taste his own blood on her tongue.
Using her grip on his curls she forcefully pulled his head back, breathing deeply before laying kisses on the corners of his mouth; licking a pattern across the seam of his perfect raspberry lips.
Pointedly Caroline lifted her hips before rolling them against his and Klaus groaned then pushed her back slightly to get his underwear down.
She sighed gratefully, wetting her lips as she anticipated having him inside her again; irrevocably pressed tightly against her.
Then all at once he was and she shut her eyes, moaning over and over as she bit on her lip.
Her teeth so painfully tight on her soft skin made her remember her promise and her fangs dropped with full intention of sinking into his neck when he kissed her again.
She whimpered under the force of the kiss, then again when he mercilessly thrust up into her.
Frantically her hands pulled at the hair in the nape of his neck as Klaus' mouth moved over her jaw and to her ear.
"You're a goddess, Caroline Forbes," he whispered huskily. "And I want you."
Desperately she sucked in hot air as a sole finger slowly followed the line of her pelvic bone.
He pulled back to look at her and she met his gaze.
She wanted him too.
When they were linked like this she couldn't even lie to herself – she wanted him. Not just right now or like this, but she wanted all the boyfriend-y things she'd thought of earlier and the breakfast in bed and yes the hot sex – basically she just wanted Klaus.
And him reinforcing the idea that she was some kind of god wasn't helping her deny it.
But she was still scared. She'd known that she had feelings Klaus for a long time – it was half the reason her and Tyler had broken up, after all – but she'd never allowed herself to act on them because she was terrified of letting him into her heart.
Which, yes, might be kind of ridiculous considering the way he was currently ramming into her, but her body was a different story.
If he moved on from her after today she'd find a way to handle it.
But if she said yes – became his girlfriend – and he broke her heart, she wasn't sure she could deal with that.
She shook her head. "Klaus, no."
She expected him to look disappointed or angry but instead he smirked slyly.
"No?"
Confused, she breathily repeated herself: "No."
Klaus looked smug as he grabbed a tight hold of her hips and deliberately slowed his thrusts to a near standstill. She hissed and nonchalantly he began laying soft slow kisses at the line of her bralet like they had all day.
She squeezed her eyes closed. "Oh god, Klaus, I mean yes. Yes!"
He smirked into her neck as his rhythm sped again and she cried out.
Klaus made quick work of her bralet, ripping it to the ground. With that he bowed his head and started hotly running his tongue across her sensitive breasts.
Profanities poured out under her breath and she tightened her arms around his neck, using her grip to ride him furiously. Klaus groaned in response and she revelled in the way her body bounced against his, her head falling back.
Klaus continued using his hand and mouth to pay attention to her breasts, his teeth grating against the hard buds.
"You're quite enthusiastic for someone who said last night was the last, sweetheart," he said smugly against her breast. "Not unlike the way you say you don't want me but I can see you've thought about it."
God, he was good. How did he know her so well?
He gave her breast one last lap before moving his mouth back to her ear.
"Take a chance, love," he whispered then pulling her earlobe into his mouth.
She tried to think about his words but it was too late. The pressure inside her was building so fast she could barely breathe and all she needed was for him to keep doing what he was –
He stilled entirely and she whined, close to crying in frustration.
She just needed to get over that edge; her entire body was trembling violently in desperate anticipation.
Forcing her eyes open, she met his gaze and shivered around him.
His eyes were dark and determined but also wild with the thin grasp he had on his control.
Caroline could hardly breathe and it wasn't helped when he simultaneously slipped one hand around her butt, gripping her tightly, and wound his other down between them.
"Fine! One more night," she bit out, nodding a little. "The whole night."
She'd expected a smirk or for him to kiss her senseless or something but he had no reaction. For a second he just stared at her, his eyes boring into hers with that blue burning way they had.
Then he shook his head, slowly but steadily as he continued to hold eye contact.
Caroline took another breath, trying to figure out what his counter would be. A week? Two?
He licked his lips.
"Forever."