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By popular demand, this is part 2 to "His Lips" (chapter 27), written for smut day for Klaroline Valentines. Hope you enjoy ;)


It started with her smile.

Unlike his mate, if you asked Klaus to pinpoint the exact moment he had fallen for Caroline Forbes, he would be able to come up with an answer in an instant.

It was the moment her rosy baby lips curved in the most radiant smile that had almost blinded 5-year-old Klaus.

Then she shifted into a pup and scrammed away for him to chase her, a habit Caroline would carry on for years to come.

He did always catch up with her and when he did, that smile was the first thing to greet him.

Through the years, Klaus had made many attempts at depicting her smile in numerous sketches, only to deem each and every one of them unworthy. It was just something about Caroline that you couldn't confine in the canons of mere beauty. She didn't smile with just her lips, it was the flicker in her eyes, the melody on her lips, the subtle grace in her moves.

She was vibrant. She was warm. She was furious. She was strong.

The wolf crawling under his skin was calling out to her and with years slowly passing on, the call itself had changed. From the innocent puppy love to the primal painful longing, it was the song as old as the world, the loud desperate howl in hail of his mate. The animal longed to cover her in his scent, claim her wolf as her own, mark her for everyone else to see. It wailed in hurt when Klaus had been trying so hard to contain it, wolf within caged and unable to connect with his mate.

Caroline wasn't ready, though. The knowledge that she didn't feel for him what he did for her was killing him, slowly circulating in his veins like a poison and soon, the only way to survive was to leave her. It was too much, too soon and she wasn't ready. The last thing he would ever want was to taint her with his bitterness and see his beloved smile fade away.

Klaus was a patient man. It was the wolf that urged him to act. Nonetheless, he would wait, as long as it took. Even now, the cracks were already there, the animal under Caroline's skin prickling to come through, to touch, to lick...to taste. Her resolve to remain oblivious was admirable in its sheer perseverance, the stubbornness his mate certainly didn't lack. Still...

Caroline Forbes was worth all the wait in the world.


Present

It had been the sweetest torture, dating Caroline Forbes.

The werewolf courtship was composed of the set of rules and she chose to defy them all.

To be honest, Klaus wouldn't have it any other way. Just as she had promised him that day in the woods, Caroline was eluding him the best that she could. He really did have to catch her first. The wolf in him was growling at the way she just wouldn't submit to him, making him restless and grumpy. Caroline knew how to soothe him, though, her smooth skillful hands and nimble fingers adept at petting his skin, pulling his hair, leaving his wolf at her mercy.

It was full moon and they had been running together, their wolves chasing each other, pouncing on the other playfully, petting each other with their paws and licks of their animal tongues.

She had him on the verge of losing control. In this form, the animal was that much more dominant, his beast longing to mark his mate in the most primal way. Before he realized it, he had shifted back to human form, Caroline along with him, her naked body sprawled under his just as her wolf had been seconds ago.

"Got you," Klaus drawled with triumphant smirk adorning his face, teeth nipping her jaw, trailing down lower to her neck, lips sucking on her pulse point, surely bruising the skin.

She moaned, arching her body to mold tight against him, her leg hitching on his hips. The friction made him shiver as she rubbed herself against him frantically, her nails scratching his back. It made him lose focus for a few seconds too long and she was right there to take advantage, twisting her body and flipping them over in an instant.

"Oops...spoke too soon," Caroline crooned, playfully grazing his earlobe with her sharp little teeth. Her hands darted downwards, caressing the hard planes of Klaus' chest, the wolf in his growling when she placed a trail of wet hot kisses down his body, to the v-cut just below his abdomen.

"Caroline," he seethed through his teeth, his tone coloured with lust and danger. He palmed her ass, squeezing her firm buttocks in his hands. She pressed her thighs together in response, her pussy throbbing in anticipation, the way he was pressed taut against her making her aware of every single nerve in her body.

"Klaus," she answered, her voice pure innocence while her hand travelled down and locked around his hard length. "Who knows. Maybe I'll pet you enough to make you submit," her wolf couldn't help but be playful and she smirked when she saw his strained face, her thumb flicking across his tip.

"Fuck, Caroline," he hissed when she took him in her hot mouth. His fingers tangled in her ruffled hair and soon he started to buck his hips while she sucked him off, hollowing out her cheeks. Klaus was in heaven and hell at the same time, her tongue swirling around his cock, bringing him almost to the edge. But his wolf needed more, he craved to claim her, cover her lithe strong body with his. "Enough," he let out, his voice hoarse.

Surprisingly, Caroline released him with a loud pop a few moments later, raising her heavy-lidded gaze to meet his eyes, darkened with lust. She brushed her body against his, moving up, until their faces were inches apart and then their lips crashed, melting together in a heated kiss.

It wasn't enough, Caroline thought, writhing and rubbing, her damp heat pressed against his thigh.

She wanted more. Needed more.

Soon, they were a messy tangle of skin and limbs.

Grabbing. Biting. Sucking.

She didn't even notice when Klaus flipped them again, not until he buried two fingers in her pussy, making her cry out in pleasure, her walls clenching around them. She purred in his ear as his lips closed around her stiff nipple, thumb pressed to her clit. He sucked on her skin, leaving purple marks along her chest and her wolf growled in satisfaction, longing to belong to its mate.

Leaves and branches scraped against her back, chilly forest air caressed her damp skin and Klaus' body radiated heat, pressed tightly against hers. Legs locked on his arse, she tilted her hips in abandon, along with the movements of his fingers, nails drawing blood, dipping forcefully into his back.

It was too much. It was too much.

It wasn't enough.

His mouth darted up to her face, breath hot against her ear as Klaus whispered all kinds of obscenities and sinful promises, tension coiling in her lower belly at his husky tone. And then he slipped a third digit into her tight wet pussy and she went over the edge, clenching around his fingers. Caroline slumped plaint into his arms, purring in contentment but his wolf was still there, still in heat, still demanding. Before she knew it, he maneuvered her body on all fours, and she whimpered as he thrust into her from behind.

Klaus growled, her delicious heat enveloping him tightly, just as he coated her body with his. Chest to her back, he set a frantic rhythm, satisfied when she rocked her hips against his. He knew he wouldn't last much longer but he needed to make her come once more, this time around his cock. Dipping his head, he bit on her neck in a possessive gesture, the wolf under his skin prodding him to leave as many marks on his mate as possible. Caroline cried out at that and then let out soft little whimpers as he covered her breast with his hand, rolling the nipple between his fingers. He purred against her skin, her name on his lips and then she squeezed him tight with her muscles. Klaus swore, his other hand clasping firmly on her hip as he slammed into her hard and fast.

She tilted back her head and cried out his name when her orgasm hit her with force, soaking his cock with her arousal and then Klaus growled in her ear, spilling his seed inside her. They were both panting loud as they collapsed on the forest ground, the afterwaves of pleasure pulsing through their bodies.

Klaus pulled Caroline on top of him, still craving more, seeking to be closer. She nuzzled his neck with her nose, then brushed her cheek against his. Their hands were roaming, busy petting each other, soothing the beasts underneath.

Klaus had never felt this happy in his life. He didn't think it was possible to feel happier.

And then, she locked her eyes with his and smiled.

And he realized he was wrong.


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Till next time :)