Klaus wakes awkwardly positioned on top of Caroline he smiles watching her sleep which he's sure she wanted to avoid. He checks the alarm on his left careful not to move around too much, it's almost three am making him roll his eyes. Of course he'd choose now to be an insomniac when the most incredible woman he's ever met is asleep in his arms.

He kisses her chest rubbing his nose against her neck the feeling of her body react to him as his lips meet hers she moans tugging on his hair makes his blood practically hum. She moans when he presses his tongue against her mouth waking her as he forces his way in giving her everything. Caroline wraps her legs around him making him groan as he feels himself hard on her stomach.

She giggles as he grunts biting her lip in return for her violent act on his pelvis until she feels his hips torturously grinding into her own. "Caroline," her name a question she nods as Klaus moves down kissing her neck before he enters her once more. Klaus could not have expected anything less from the blonde vixen in his bed as she flipped them over and he fully enjoyed the view until the end.

He pours her a glass of wine after they enter the kitchen after their quick play Klaus watches her naked form walk around his kitchen. He grins at her confidence her seemingly shy self only appearing as she looks away from him when he's caught her staring too long at him.

Handing Caroline a glass as he takes a sip from his own he looks into her eyes they're tired but alert and she's smiling. He pulls her into his arms feeling her nestle against his bare chest her breath teasing the flesh there. She looks up at him like he's the only one she wants to smile at his own face copying her joy.

Taking another sip from her wine Caroline asks him laughing, "Is it too early or too late to be drinking," checking the clock on the stove reading 4:35. She feels his chortle in his chest coming from out of his mouth like a melody.

"It's ten am, somewhere," he jokes clinking their glasses together and walking her towards the living room. She agrees with him taking another sip as they enter the other room a nice chill hitting him he looks over at the fireplace.

"It looks like we did need that wood after all," she tells him changing the subject as she steps out of his embrace. She walks towards the living room where the flame is burning out. Grabbing a small blanket from the couch she wraps it around herself smiling back at him.

"That's a quick fix," he replies from his spot in the kitchen watching darkly as she hides her body from him. Klaus sets his glass down walking into the living room he presses himself to her back kissing her cheek.

Caroline smiles against his lingering lips as he takes her wine from her hand and sets it down. Klaus makes her turn to face him before he presses another kiss to her lips. He walks around her towards the fire placing some logs in the fire from a distance. She hears the flames cackling as she watches him.

"Wouldn't want to get burned," he murmurs as he looks up at her from his spot by the fire he beacons her over with his finger. Klaus stands walking over to the trail of clothes they left behind in their haste picking up his shirt and pulling it over her head.

Caroline smiles as he helps her with his shirt leaning over her she kisses his cheek feeling his smile grow beneath her lips. When he's finished she turns sheepishly as he pulls one leg into his jeans and then the other. She hears him wrestling with his button and belt as she looks around feeling the wood on the staircase by the door.

Her eyes travel around the room barely taking in all the details her hand runs along one of the wall panels, "I love that smell, pine." Caroline clarifies as she sees his confused expression and undone belt she shakes her head at him as he grins.

"Feel this," Klaus says picking up a small wooden sculpture from the end table she has just noticed as he hands it to her. He wants her true opinion on it because it's one of the first things he ever learned how to make as a child.

Caroline takes it from his hands running her fingers over the detail work and she knows it was made with love and care. She beams up at him, "It's beautiful," she says placing her left hand on his cheek. "You did this," she asks truly impressed with what his hands can do.

Klaus nods to her feeling indescribably shy and exposed as he takes it from her hand and places it back on the table. "Come with me," he asks her reaching out for her hand. They head out to the back yard they sit together on a couple's swing. With only their small blanket and each other the cold night air makes her shiver against him.

Caroline feels the heat radiating off of his body as his arms wrap around her, "We could just go to bed," he whispers in her air nipping at her ear lobe. She turns to face him scrunching her nose in distaste, "Not tired," she tells him failing to hide a small yawn.

Klaus mockingly frowns as he frees his right hand from her waist cupping her face he kisses her forehead whispering, "So beautiful." He shuts his eyes enjoying the moment even when she shakes her head but kisses his lips. Encouraged by his groan he feels her left hand land on his neck applying pressure there as she brings him closer.

"Two days," he says once they pull back their foreheads touching her eyes dilated and his heart beating so fast he thinks she might hear it. Caroline nods, "Two days," she repeats after him as he pulls her closer her head resting on his shoulder. He hears his phone go off yet again as does she when he pulls back.

"You should get that," Caroline mumbles not really wanting him to but it has to be urgent if his phone keeps going off. She wraps the blanket around her tighter as he steps inside walking towards the couch he digs for his phone finding it hidden between two cushions.

He looks over at her as it continues to ring pointing at it and shaking his head earning a smile from her. "Rebekah, what is it?" he asks answering his sisters inopportune phone call. "Mikael burned your house down, he's disinherited us all," she tells him quickly out of breath as she finally gets a hold of him. "You need to get back here," she almost shouts re-living the last few hours without her brother.