THE PORT OF LOVE

Fan Fiction – Alternate Universe

Caroline & Klaus

With the participation of:

Elijah & Katherine / Kol & Bonnie

From: Lovely Vero

Chapter 21

"The port of secrets"

PART 2

Elijah pushed the entrance door of the pub, before walking toward the bar counter where Trevor was serving breakfast plates to a bunch of hungry fishermen.

"Trevor!" Elijah saluted while waving his right hand in his direction. "Where's Katherine?" He added, as a question.

"Good morning mate!" Trevor greeted, smiling, while waving back at Elijah. "Try the pantry backroom; I think I saw her strolling that way."

"I got you, thanks." Elijah replied, nodding.

"Elijah, can I get you something for breakfast?" Trevor retained him, while yelling the question.

"Just a cup of coffee, black, thanks!" Elijah replied, pushing the swinging doors of the kitchen, before entering the pantry, closing the door silently behind him, while turning off the light switch.

"What is happening?" Katherine startled with fear, standing in the pitch black pantry room, before feeling two manly hands encircling her tiny waist, with the musk scent of man cologne teasing her nostrils.

"Good morning, my beauty." Elijah whispered, near Katherine's right ear, his head bending near hers, his lips softly brushing her earlobe.

"Elijah…" She murmured, realizing his close proximity in her back, while closing her eyes, a range of intense shivers hitting her body all at once. She suddenly regained her common sense, while pushing herself away from his embrace. "I'm not in the habit of meeting a handsome man in a lightless pantry room."

"You think I'm handsome? I'm highly pleased." He smirked, while sliding his lips on the silkiness of her neck. "And it is not that dark now." He added to her, both being enlighten by a small light under the door.

"You left me waking up alone in your bed, as I could only presume a message from your part of a one night stand between us." She snapped at him, while trying to untie his hands from her waist, the beats of her heart rising dangerously in her chest at the touch of his lips on her skin.

"Come here, silly woman." He murmured, before turning Katherine's body in his arms, his demanding lips finding hers in the penumbra of the pantry room, while making her moan her pleasure under the sensual assault of his lips.

Katherine grabbed the fabric of Elijah's t-shirt to help her keep her balance in his arms, before pushing her mouth and body away from his embrace.

"If this is the way the American men are presenting their apologies to their women after dropping them like garbage, it is poorly done. Here, in England, the men have a little bit more decency." She lashed out, before turning her back at him, her hands firmly placed on each side of her waist, eyes closed, while counting to ten to calm down.

"I love when you're acting like this hot chick that's mad at me; it makes my head spin, Katherine, because you're sexy as hell." Elijah mocked, while sliding his hands around her waist, once more.

"Well, I am mad at you, Elijah. I didn't know what to think this morning?" She mumbled, while blushing at his compliment. "You left me in an empty bed, alone."

"Do I seem like a foolish man to you?" He asked her, while grabbing a hand full of her curly hair, before pushing their silkiness away to softly kiss the base of her neck.

"At the present moment, perhaps…" She played him, intentionally.

Elijah grabbed her chin, before turning her head and sight in his.

"I'm not a foolish man, Katherine, I perfectly know the treasure I found in you, and I'm not about to let it slip away from my hands so easily." He murmured to her, his sight lost in her eyes, before lowering his head and blessing her lips of a sweet kiss.

"I'm far from being a treasure." She replied, while lowering her long eyelashes away from his insistent gaze.

Elijah took Katherine by surprise by elevating her body in a sitting position on a column of cardboard boxes, his hands now firmly placed on each side of her hips.

"Do you even know the effect you have on me, woman?" Elijah asked. "Each time you're standing by my side, my heart is skipping a beat." He added, while brushing the tip of her nose with his fingers. "You have to stop lowering your self-esteem down this way, Katherine; any man would be blessed to have you by his side."

"And that is why you left me alone in your bed this morning, because I have this effect on you?" She replied to him, tit for tat, arms crossed over her chest, while shrugging her shoulders.

"I left you alone because as you will learn about me, I'm a "wake up early" kind of man." He informed her, while pushing a strand of her hair, behind her left ear. "I woke up, and you were still asleep, and I simply let you recuperate while taking a walk on the pier." He explained more.

"You could have left a note." She shrugged, while raising her trembling lashes and drowning her eyes in his.

"I thought that after the night we had shared together, that we had put down all the barriers, and all the uncertainties, and that no words were needed anymore between us." He explained, while slowly caressing her bottom lip with the tip of his thumb.

"I'm scare, Elijah." She whispered, trembling. "I don't know where this is going?"

"I don't either; I just know that I'm so drawn to you, beautiful English woman." He murmured, while bending his head near Katherine's, and slowly kissing her forehead.

"I can only be: me, this common brunette named Katherine, and you're so, you!" She exclaimed, with so many uncertainties filling her heart.

"Oh… silly woman, you're everything but common to me." He responded, while caressing her cheeks. "Don't you know the spell you had put on me since the first day I lay my eyes on you?"

"No, I don't. But, I know that you are this handsome American man who entered my life without even announcing himself and you're making me nervous when you are around me…And you're also so …" She whispered back to him.

"I'm so what?" He smirked, while slowly pushing her legs apart and invading her personal space, sliding his hands on each side of her hips, before grabbing her bottom and bringing her in full contact with his muscular chest. He lowered his head near the left side of her neck before starting a trail of hot kisses from its base to her earlobe.

"Sexy…" She let the word slip out of her mouth, in an almost unperceivable whisper, while bending her head to give more access to his demanding lips on her skin. "And not shaved …" She added, under a nervous and sudden laugh.

"I did not have time to shave this morning." He responded, laughing himself, while capturing her lips into a kiss. "I'm sorry."

"I have a sensitive skin; it will leave red spots all over, Elijah." She explained, smiling, while sliding her hands upward on his chest, before crossing them behind his neck, slowly caressing the base of his neck and hair.

"I want to leave red spots all over you skin, I want to put my mark on you, woman." He added, while sliding his hands under her t-shirt, while slowly rising the fabric and caressing the soft skin of her back.

"Elijah, we can't!" She protested, while burying her hands into his tangled hair.

"Shush…" He murmured, near her left ear, while nibbling on her earlobe, slowly raising his right hand on her chest, to caress the roundness of her breasts. "Let me caress what I am longing to touch." He whispered more, while sliding his fingers under the lace of her bra.

"Oh, Elijah…" She moaned his name, on her parted lips, while lowering her hands on his back and sliding her own under his clothing to feel his manly skin under her fingers.

A sudden discreet knock on the pantry door made them startle.

"Hey you two, I'm all for the making out in the pantry room stuff, I've been there, and I've done that, but..." Trevor yelled through the door.

"Oh God…It's Trevor?" Katherine whispered to Elijah, while raising her right hand over her mouth.

"But sister, we have a dining room full of hungry fishermen." He added. "So if you don't mind, you two, you could hold the raising hormones for a couple of hours, I would gladly appreciate the help. And by the way, Elijah, your coffee is on the counter."

"Thanks Trevor!" Elijah replied, smirking, while lowering his head.

"No problem, mate! Katherine?" He called the name of his sister.

"I'll be there in a second." She yelled back to her brother, while blushing.

"We were seriously caught in the act." Elijah whispered, while smiling, lowering Katherine's t-shirt on her chest, before sweet kissing her lips.

The cold water tore Klaus away from the best restful sleep he had in years. He raised his body in a sitting position on the bed, a mouth opened expression plastered on his face. He scattered the room in a semi-sleepy state, before quickly passing a hand over his wet hair and face that were now dripping with water.

"What the bloody hell is this?" He exclaimed in shock, drops of water now covering his bare chest and the bedspread. " Ca/ro/li/ne?" He detached the syllable of her name, while raising his angry stare in hers.

She was standing under the arch with a small empty bucket in her hand, which, he logically presumed, must have been filled with water not even a minute earlier.

"Love, if it is your way to "gently" ask me to remove my ass from your bed, a simple request would have sufficed." He mumbled the words, angrily, between his teeth.

"But this wakeup call is so much more enjoyable for me." She replied, toneless, before bending her upper body, while grabbing a set of clean clothes placed on a chair, before throwing them, one by one at his face, a second later.

"Get dressed!" She ordered him. "And it's not Caroline who's ordering you around, it's your boss: Miss Forbes from Fish and Sea." She added. "So, move your ass, and get on my boat."

"My boss, Miss Forbes, really, you don't say?" He smirked, while pushing the sheet away from his naked body before sliding his legs in his pair of jeans. "And just to be sure, sweetheart, by saying "Get on my boat", you are not implying to get into your panties, aren't you, because if this is the case, I'm more than happy to be on or in your ship." He mocked her, before being hit on the head by one of his army boots. "For God sake, did you lose your mind, Caroline?" Klaus asked, while catching the second boot in his hands.

"Caroline left the house; you should get up to date with today's program, mister Mikaelson." She replied, while standing at the foot of the bed, both of her closed fists firmly placed on each side of her hips.

"She left? You don't say? And it's the bitchy boss who took her place as I can see." Klaus mumbled, angrily, between his teeth, while sliding his left foot in his boot. "Are you into role playing, sweetheart?" He asked, while rising on his legs, before slowly walking to reach her standing position. "Because you're certainly dressed today, Miss Forbes, to overdrive my naughty imagination." He added, while sliding his burning gaze, on her high heels shoes, her very tight pencil skirt, and her low neckline silk blouse. "You want to do the sexy secretary, while I'll play the plumber?" He mocked, before grabbing her left forearm, before pulling her into his strong embrace. "I'm all for a naughty wake up, Love." He added, while smirking deviously, before bending his head near the left side of her neck to leave a trail of hot kisses on her skin.

"Let me go, Klaus, or I swear…" She squirmed, her way out of his arms, before raising her right knee and hitting him hard in the crutch.

"Why the fuck did you do that for?" Klaus yelled, under the pain, while bending his upper body, and raising both of his hands over his pelvis parts.

"I'm so angry at you… I think that I could literally make you infertile at the moment!" She yelled back at him, while pacing back and forth, in the small kitchen.

"You don't say!" He replied, while slowly strengthening his back. "Did you lose your mind, Forbes?"

"No, I'm very sane thank you, though; I can't say the same about you, Mikaelson!" She replied, while pointing an accusatory finger at him.

Klaus closed his eyes, while sighing loudly.

"Caroline, about yesterday…" He tried to explain, before being cut in the middle of his sentence.

"Don't even try to explain yourself with lies!" She started, while waving her right hand at him. "You know what I did very early this morning? Do you?"

"No." He replied, while raising his sight in hers.

"Well, this morning, I drove to your house to pick up some clothes, you know why?" She added.

"Because you'd found me naked in front of your house, yesterday night." He mumbled, between his teeth.

"See, you're not that stupid after all, there is actually a brain that is placed in top this sexy body or yours!" She responded, madly, while gesturing with her arms.

"You think I'm sexy?" He replied, smirking, while taking a walking step in her direction.

"Don't even think of taking another step toward me!" She warned him. "I am in one of those moods."

"Well, if I want to keep my virility intact, I'll stay where I am standing now." He added, mockingly, while nodding his head. "Still, we could have time to have a quickie if you were not so moody."

Caroline crossed her arms in front of her chest, while narrowing her sight on him.

"Ok, I get it." He sighed, while rubbing his closed eyelids. "There are things from my past, and those things are not for you to know, Caroline, can you leave them as they are, and don't put your nose in the middle of what is private to me?" Klaus asked her, in a serious tone of voice, while turning his back at her, before grabbing his t-shirt on the bed, and dressing himself.

"Are you serious?" She exclaimed in shock. "No, I can't leave them as they are, Klaus, you know why? Because I care … There I've said it! I care about this village, about the people, about the Rose Garden Pub, but most of all … I care about you." She let the words escape from her mouth, tears filling her eyes. "There, I've said it also."

Klaus stood motionless for a few seconds, eyes closed, while hearing the beats of his heart rising dangerously in his chest.

"Don't care! It was not in our agreement." He replied, slyly, while turning his body to face her.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, excuse-me for being a human being and caring about the low life jerk that you are." She replied, angry at him. "My apologies for feeling sick to my stomach while wondering what could have happened to you yesterday night?"

He reached her standing position, his eyes searching for hers, before bending his head near Caroline's.

"I thought we understood each other, I thought that this arrangement would suit you fine, Caroline?" He asked. "Two grown-up adults, having a sexual agreement between them, I've never wanted more and you knew that about me from the start."

"I only see one grown-up adult standing in the room at the moment, and it's not you." She replied, slyly, while raising her chin. "You are a little boy who's so scare of letting someone care. I understand that about you, Klaus, I just want to help you deal with your pain the best way that I can."

"Well you can't!" He lashed out at her, his jerky breaths raising his chest. "I've never asked you to care for me, Forbes. I don't need a baby sitter in my life."

"Right…You only want me to fulfil your sexual needs for the next two months, and after all I'm available at the moment." She said, while shrugging her shoulders. "So, where do you want to fuck me today?" She asked him, vulgarly, while turning her back at him. "Do you want on the table, the bed, the floor? Take your pick?" She proposed, while pointing the emplacements with her right hand. "Today, why not do the deed on the table?" She suggested, while opening, one by one, the buttons of her blouse, before dropping it on the kitchen floor in a small pile of silk fabric.

"Stop this, Caroline." Klaus mumbled, angrily, the words, between his teeth.

"Why? Isn't it the agreement after all, Klaus?" She responded, while slowly lowering the zipper of her pencil skirt, before letting slide the fabric on her legs. "Perhaps, you want me to keep my high heels shoes to keep things interesting?" She asked, with a raised eyebrow, while taking a sitting position on the table, each foot placed on a separate chair in a suggestive, erotic way.

"I'm leaving." He said, while sighing loudly. "There's an early departure of the boat today." He added, while walking toward the front entrance door.

"You're leaving? There's still plenty of time, I'll get you there, don't worry about that." She replied, while unhooking her bra, before dropping the small piece of fabric lace over the small pile of clothes left on the floor. "Don't you want me? Don't you want sex?"

Klaus hold the door handle in her right hand, with his eyes closed, while breathing heavily.

"You should dress yourself, Caroline." He ordered her.

"Why?" She pushed him even more to his tolerance and limits.

He turned his sight toward her, before walking to reach the pile of clothes left on the floor and throwing them at her.

"I've said dress yourself, Caroline!" He yelled at her, while pacing back and forth in front of the table, before passing a hand through his tangled morning hair.

"I thought you liked me this way, available to your low sexual instincts, not having feelings except the ones of pleasing you, and acting like a whore." She lashed out.

He reached her, before grabbing her chin in his right hand, his head bending over hers.

"Don't say that, don't say that you're a whore!" He warned her.

"Why not…It is what I am to you, no?" She replied, angrily, her sight lost in Klaus's.

"No, it's not!" He yelled at her.

"Then what am I to you?" She yelled back.

"You're … You're the woman … You're the woman that I have deep feelings for…" He whispered, short of breaths, before crashing his mouth on hers, in a demanding kiss.

He suddenly pushed himself away from Caroline, while standing motionless and in shock of his revelation to her, before turning his back and storming out of the fisherman house.

Caroline raised her shaking right hand over her mouth, her fingers touching her lips, his last sentence playing in her head like a broken record.

You're the woman I have deep feelings for …

As she was having deep feelings for him …It was obvious to Caroline Forbes, now; that she had falling deeply in love with this man of mystery named …Klaus Mikaelson

"Mister Trouble is walking toward you, my dear Bonnie." Trevor mocked, while bending his upper body and head over the bar counter, before winking at her.

Bonnie turned her head toward the entrance of the pub, before rolling her eyes at Kol.

"O.K., you're obviously avoiding me, probably wishing I would rot, like a rat, in a dark corner, my little cauliflower, which can't be good for your health, I hope you know that?" Kol murmured into Bonnie's right ear, smirking, while bending his head near hers, his upper body leaning on the bar counter. "But see we can't know everything about each other, it wouldn't be healthy either, secrets are good, it keeps things interesting in casual relationship."

Bonnie kept quiet and expressionless, without giving the young English man the time of the day, sipping her cup of coffee that she was firmly holding by the handle.

"I'll be gone on the boat for the all day; but we'll find time to go on another date, tonight at my return." He added in a whisper, while slowly caressing the crucible of her right arm with the tip of his fingers. "What do you say?" He leaned forward, while biting softly her right earlobe.

Bonnie suddenly lowered her cup of steaming coffee on his left hand, placed on the counter, while making him scream with the burning sensation.

"Ouch! What the hell, why did you do that for?" He yelled, while blowing on the skin burn.

"Oh, I'm sorry; are you talking to me, I didn't notice that you were standing there?" Bonnie said, slyly, while turning her body on the bar stool, before taking a glimpse at him. "I thought you were kind of busy these days, you know… Playing hide and seek in a barn…Disappearing for a few hours…Playing me for a fool…Those kind of things." She added, while rising on her legs, before crossing her arms in front of her chest, in a confrontational gesture.

"Oh come one!" Kol moaned. "Don't be like that, Bonnie. Sugar pie, you can't be mad at me?" He added, while lowering his head, with a puppy sad look in his eyes.

"But you were right for something, though." She added, with a devious smile blessing her lips.

"I was?" Kol gained hope, while smiling.

"Yes." Bonnie agreed. "I wish the rat that you are would rot in a corner!" She exclaimed, before strolling by his side, while walking away from Kol's standing position. "Trevor, put the breakfast on my tap would you?"

"Yes, my lady." Trevor nodded respectfully, while giggling behind the corner.

"Could you stop enjoying my misery so much?" Kol mumbled, angrily, between his teeth.

"Fat chance, mate, I'm happy that for once, a woman is able to put your ass where it belongs." Trevor replied, smirking, while cleaning the counter of its dirty dishes.

"I'm not defeated so easily so you know." Kol replied, while straightening his shoulders, like a warrior who goes to war.

"Don't even think about going upstairs to Bonnie's room." Trevor warned Kol, while pointing a finger in his direction. "Don't you act like a jerk, Kol!"

"I'm leaving with the boat in thirty minutes, what bad can I do in this short amount of time?" Kol shrugged, smirking, while walking backward in direction of the staircase leading to the upstairs bedrooms. "Prepare me a breakfast sandwich, please Trevor! I owe you and I love you, mate!" Kol yelled, while blowing a kiss at him, before pushing the door and disappearing behind it.

"Kol, come back here you jerk! Bonnie doesn't want to see you!" Trevor yelled, foolishly, at a closed door.

"Bonnie can I enter your bedroom, please?" Kol asked, through the bedroom door, with his forehead leaning on its wood panel. "I'm leaving with the boat in thirty minutes, but I don't want to leave things unspoken between us."

"The door is opened." He heard Bonnie's respond as an invitation.

Kol smirked while grabbing the handle and pushing the door, before entering inside and closing the panel behind him. His opened jaw almost dropped on the floor while standing in front of a Bonnie who wore nothing else but her lace panties and matching bra.

"I hope you don't mind I was hot." She shrugged. "I'm thinking of wearing something lighter today, but I don't know what yet? They say at the radio that it is supposed to be a hot, sunny day today." She added, while smiling at him.

Kol stood motionless at her view for a few seconds, before crossing his arms in front of his chest, and lowering his sight.

"I don't mind." He responded, with a hoarse voice, while shaking his head.

"I thought you wouldn't." She responded, while taking two hangers from the small wardrobe. "I don't know which one to wear though?" She thought out loud, while looking at both dresses.

What had, this devil woman, in her devious mind now? He thought to himself, with drops of sweat rolling on his forehead.

"You wanted something, Kol?" Bonnie asked, casually.

"I … This morning in the barn, I'm sorry, Bonnie….You see…" He started explaining, before getting cut in the middle of his sentence.

"You know, Kol, I like that our relationship will be so casual as of now, and for the remaining of my vacation in Clovelly, because it means that I'll be able to simply don't give a damn about you, and use you as distraction with the all vacation package deal." She smiled, shrugging her shoulders, while throwing one of the dresses on the bed, and lowering the zipper down on the other.

"Ok, darling, I see what you're doing, now." He mumbled, between his teeth, while pointing a finger at her direction. "You know why, Bonnie, because I was the one who invited the all "I give a damn about you" speech." He said to her, while stomping his right foot nervously on the wooden floor.

"Oh? And what am I doing exactly, Kol?" Bonnie asked, while tilting her head, crossing her arms and narrowing her sight on him. "I'm acting casual like you wanted me to act." She shrugged.

"Bonnie, there are boundaries that I can't cross, there are things in my past that … I can't talk about those things. It's better for you to know the funny jerk that I am, than to know the truth." He tried to explained, while nervously passing a hand through his hair. "We should have fun together for the short time that you are staying here, and not think about anything else."

"Well, I'm not able to do that, Kol!" She lashed out at him. "That is not who I am. I don't do casual; I am not able to not care for someone because I do care about people. I was worrying sick about you yesterday night, and this morning in the barn when I saw you covered with blood all over your face and hands."

"Well, don't care, Bonnie, not in that way, not in any way… I don't deserve it." He yelled back at her.

"Wow!" She exclaimed, while holding the dress in front of her chest. "And I thought that I was the one with the low self-esteem between the two. Apparently I made a mistake." She added, while drowning her sight in Kol's. "You know what else I think? I think that today you're playing the nice guy, and then in the following days you will start to avoid me, pretesting that you are busy with things, because… Because, in the short amount of time I've known you I was able to care for you and that is something that you don't want me or others to do. And you're hiding yourself behind this persona that you've created for yourself to put people at arm length, and mostly to protect yourself."

Kol chest raised up and down over his jerky breaths, his teary sight drown into the one of Bonnie.

"What am I doing here, standing in your bedroom, then?" Kol finally asked her.

"I don't know, playing the seduction game a little bit further, I guess?" She responded, while swallowing a nervous lump in her throat. "The persona that you showed me would have kissed me already, instead of staying glued to the bedroom door."

"What makes you think that I won't kiss you?" He asked, while biting his bottom lip.

"Because you won't…" She responded to him, with a trembling voice. "You want me to prove it to you?" She asked, while throwing her dress on the bed, soon followed by her bra, before sliding her panties on her legs, standing naked in front of his sight.

Kol kept his sight in hers, before passing a quick hand through his hair.

"It's not fair, Bonnie!" He exclaimed, while pacing back and forth in front of her.

"What? What is not fair? You wanted to jump my bones since the first day of my arrival, now I'm offering my naked self on a silver platter and you are refusing, why?" She asked. "What is making you so scare?"

"Because… I'm … I'm leaving with the boat." He mumbled the excuse, while holding his pace, his hands firmly placed on each side of his waist.

"It doesn't forbid you to kiss me, does it?" She pushed him a little bit further. "Or is it that I'm right, and that you don't want to get close to me since yesterday night?"

Kol took a glimpse at her, before swearing between his teeth, grabbing the handle and opening the bedroom door, giving just the necessary time for Bonnie to cover herself.

"Damn you! It's not fair, Bonnie!" He mumbled, angrily, between his teeth, before slamming the door at her face, leaving Bonnie motionless and breathless, with a hand raised over her chest to keep the fabric of the dress from falling on the floor.

What have just happened, Bonnie asked herself, while passing a quick hand through her hair? Kol had barely looked at her naked body. One sure thing, she thought to herself, the man was scare of something bigger than him, and this place has certainly become the port of secrets.

I'm sending you all my thanks and love for reading this two chapters / update.

For those on the side of the planet who are entering the beautiful, sunny days, I wish you a fun summer ahead.

Until the next update,

Lovely Vero