Black Roses

by xKlaroStylesx

Species of all kind are welcomed at the Whitmore Academy for the Supernaturally Gifted, but that doesn't mean they all necessarily welcome each other. Ambitious supreme witch Caroline Forbes shares a mutual loathing with arrogant yet mysterious vampire Klaus Mikaelson. A spiral of events occur when their two dueling worlds collide and they have to ask themselves, 'is it worth it'

22. Chapter 22

SMUT WARNING!

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It was Friday night.

The air was crisp, the crowd roared and turf scraped as the Homecoming took place on the wide football field. Fourth quarter was halfway in with Whitmore a two touchdowns away from bringing home the gold. It seemed like this weekend took forever to come, especially for a cheery Caroline who had the Homecoming dance to host the following day. Given the preppy and optimistic performance she was putting on all day no one would suspect a nervous wreck underneath the flashy smiles.

Though she had more help than bargained for with the dance, it was only natural for her to still freak out. Even with everything passing the dress rehearsal and finishing touches Caroline was convinced it would all be for nothing. That no matter what, it'd be a travesty. Klaus had to talk her off the ledge a few times just so she could form a proper sentence—he secretly loved when she was rattle brained. Ensuring her that everything would be fine and to simply focus on the game tonight, which she did swimmingly.

Caroline cheered loud and proud on the red track, leading her squad to finish this sport's season out on a high as they all impatiently awaited for their team to make a touchdown. Shaking their hips and brushing their pom poms against each other as they watched the clock countdown. Jumping in the air and screaming isn't over the rowdy audience, the cheer squad rewarded the team's point, with 10 seconds on the clock to spare. They faced the crowd for a victory cheer, Caroline instantly cheesing ear to ear when she stared up at the top of the bleachers and spotted Klaus smirking directly at her.

He dragged Enzo and Marcel along so he wouldn't be forced to face the masses alone. For a merciless vampire Klaus was oddly terrified of facing big crowds alone, especially one like this. Swarms of people at every end screaming and waving around like mad people made him cringe and he had to repeatedly remind himself why he was here in the first place. There was only so much he could tolerate.

Blowing a puff of smoke through his full lips, still staring at his beautiful girlfriend on the field. Sports still weren't his top interest but since being with Caroline he made it his mission to attend every football game and pep rally until the season was over. Walking her to and from practice when need be, and even occasionally waited on the bleachers until she was done. But his weekend in particular, he knew how important it was for her and more than ever she needed his support. After she gave him another chance he was trying to make her not regret that decision, and he was surely proving himself to her.

They exchanged dialogue through their hooded gazes—the glint in both their eyes offering explicit undertones. Even as Caroline belted out the cheers she never looked away from the vampire who's intent stare made her skin crawl in the best way. The energy surrounding their relationship lately was consuming and addictive. Sweet yet erotic.

Ever since the night they reunited Caroline couldn't stop thinking about him, always craved him in every way possible. When he wasn't around she would make an excuse to mention him at least once, which annoyed her coven and Katherine. She had never felt so feverish over a boy before, then again she's also never been in love nor is Klaus just a 'boy'.

A part of her felt pathetic for being so preoccupied with him but another part wanted to dive in and follow wherever the currents lead her.

Ten seconds remained on the clock with the Whitmore Stallions just a touchdown away from breaking that tie and winning.

Both teams' players were lined up. Tyler Lockwood yelled out the play—the players clashing into each other as he stepped back, eyeing one of his open teammates. A sharp gasp heard from the audience when he threw the ball across the field. Watching closely, in anticipation as the ball spiraled through the air and swiftly landed into his fellow werewolf's grasp. The crowd went raved, cheerleaders cheered and coaches screamed as the player dodged and blocked the opposing team, with the help of his teammates. He twirled mid run before jumping over the goal line.

There was no stopping the constant noise echoing throughout the field. The football team hugged and dumped jugs of water on their coaches as they reveled in their victory. Confetti sprayed from the dispensers while the band loudly played the victory song and the cheerleaders performed their routine. There wasn't a single person on Whitmore's side of the stadium that wasn't on a high, including Caroline who couldn't stop smiling even if she wanted to. Adrenaline rushing through her body like a shot of lightning—making her feel invincible. Ready to take on the world and all the scary obstacles that came with it.

Her bright baby blues lit up when she saw Klaus walking down with his friends, too slow for her liking.

By the time their routine was over Klaus was already at the bottom of the bleachers to step onto the red turf of the track. Not being able to resist any longer, the blonde witch sprinted towards him—fighting through the confetti rain as she looked at her goal ahead.

Klaus didn't realize she was charging at him until she was practically in his face. His eyes grew as he effortlessly caught her mid air, wrapping her legs around his waist as her arms did the same around his neck. She squealed when he hoisted her up more so she wouldn't fall—his fingers playfully pinching her side. Neither minded at all of his two best friends who were standing directly behind him watching them like a circus show. They hadn't even kissed yet and Caroline was already feeling breathless and limp.

"Well nice to know you're happy to see me." Klaus teased, vaguely hearing the other two vampires walk away. "Congratulations on the win, love. I don't care much for the the jocks throwing balls at each other like bloody neanderthals but—"

"I love you."

- Pause. Rewind. Back up. Please for the love of God tell me I didn't just say that out loud..right in his face!

Based on the undeniable look of disbelief and shock on his face, she knew her subconscious was out of luck.

This wasn't, at all, how Caroline planned to tell him nor was that even what she wanted to say when she ran up to him. She was hoping for a much more romantic setting but the excitement from the victorious game gave her the confidence she didn't think she needed tonight. All her life she wasted opportunities waiting for 'the perfect time'. No more waiting or hiding from what she wanted, and there was nothing she wanted more than Klaus Mikaelson and drowning him in her love.

She was still held up in his arms, a long pause between them filled with the rowdy bunch of fans still celebrating. People casually passing by them without a second thought.

Klaus gulped, his bottom lip trembling. "What did you say?"

Caroline had to take in a gulp herself. Hearing her heartbeat pounding through her ears with nerves shot. Her sweaty palms likely soaking his Henley and she was seconds away from telling him to put her down so she could crawl into a corner and die.

Letting out a subtle breath she finally spoke.

"I said, I—I love you." She stuttered, trapping her bottom lip under her teeth while studying his stun. "This isn't how or where I wanted to tell you and believe when I say I've thought about this a lot but when I saw you up there tonight, and when we won, I just felt this adrenaline rush like I could conquer anything including telling my boyfriend I love him for the first time and that he's the only guy I've ever felt this way about."

Klaus' mouth lips parted as he tried to determine the proper response that never came. He signaled for her to detangle from his body so she could be placed back down on her feet, feeling weak at the knees the more she spoke.

Caroline clears her throat, straightening her cheer skirt into place and tightened her high ponytail anxiously before continuing. She fidgeted with her fingers and bit her lip again.

"Look, um, I know I probably ruined what would have been a really fun night by dropping this bomb on you like this. You were probably counting on going to the hundreds of after parties and drinking yourself into next week and I'm totally butchering it, but I couldn't keep it in anymore." She paused for a brief breath after the perpetual word vomit.

"Caroline—"

"I couldn't because...because when I look at you now, all I see is the man I can't stop thinking about. Who's on my mind every second of every day, even when I'm asleep or when I'm pissed at him. Who's owned my heart since the night he recited one of my favorite Gatsby quotes to me in a condemned church." She laughed at the memory, not realizing the tears streaming down her face until she sniffled. "I see this extraordinary man who made me realize I desire for more than what this small town can offer, and gave me more in the past two months than I received in 18 years. Then feeling incomplete knowing he has no idea how deeply I feel for him."

The vampire's mouth was dry, his eyes rapidly blinking. He couldn't believe his Caroline was declaring her love for him on the track field with hundreds of people still around.

"Car—Caroline, I—"

She shook her head. "You don't have to say it back. I don't want you to if you don't mean it, and I know tonight you wouldn't. And that's okay, really. This isn't some kind of ultimatum. Whatever you feel or don't feel doesn't change the fact that I'm stupidly, unashamedly and head over heels in love with you, Klaus Mikaelson."

He hated that all he could do in this moment was stand there like a deer in headlights. He hated what a coward he was for just watching her spill her guts out with nothing to give in return. Just from the way her body visibly trembled he knew how difficult this was, it would be for anybody.

- She just told you she loves you bloody coward, and you're just going to stand there and do nothing!

Yes.

Klaus was completely unmoving at this point. Arms on his side and fingers twitching for a cigarette, anything to take the stress away. After everything she told him about her views on love...he never once predicted being the one taking that place in her life. He never counted on being Caroline Forbes' first love—sounded odd just thinking it.

First instinct was to run, but his feet were cemented in place he couldn't even if he wanted to.

She was beautiful, so beautiful. The most stunning young woman he's seen in all his years roaming this Earth. At another loss for words admiring the undeniable goddess standing in front of him with impatient watery eyes and shaky red lips. Who opened her heart of gold to his darkness. The amazing girl who has seen him in his most authentic form—forgiven his most vile and disturbed ways and concluded she was in love with him. Klaus was struggling to comprehend any of this, his chest tightening with every passing second knowing she was waiting for some kind of response back.

He didn't know what he was planning to say but he couldn't be more grateful than when one of the other cheerleaders called Caroline's name from the field.

The witch whipped her head around, promising she'd be over in a minute before facing the terrified vampire again.

She pressed her lips together into a sad smile, wiping her sweaty palms down her skirt. "Um, okay well I should probably get back over there. They're literally lost without me." Trying to lighten the mood as she slowly backed away from him.

Caroline didn't expect Klaus to say it back, she knew he didn't feel the same at least yet, but she didn't expect awkward silence either. She just made the scariest declaration of her young life, putting herself out there raw, bare and for his taking and he had nothing to say? Now she felt humiliated and stupid.

-We just got back together and you're already driving him away. Great call.

The witch didn't make it far from him, for Klaus instantly grabbed her hand to pull her back to him and entrapped her in the most passionate kiss he could possibly muster. Klaus was a man of action. What he couldn't say in words he demonstrated in his actions, and for Caroline it made it more meaningful.

She didn't hesitate to kiss him back, fully and openly as her body melded into his. She was certain she scared him away, running their new beginning before it could even begin, but the intensity of his lips against hers proved otherwise.

He drew out a slight moan from her, squeezing her hip as he invaded more of her space. Caroline didn't provide any room of protest—encouraging him further with one hand cuffing the side of his face while the other was around his waist. They were as close as humanly possible but she craved for more, needed more of him, stunning the vampire when she unexpectedly deepened the kiss with her tongue caressing the inside of his mouth.

Klaus could feel himself wanting to indulge further with every enticing noise slipping from her sweet lips. This wasn't the response he planned, surely not the one she wanted, but it felt like the best option for now. He didn't want anymore regrets, not with Caroline or their relationship and saying those words before truly understanding their meaning would haunt him. What he did know was that the witch in his arms meant more to him than she'll ever comprehend.

Following that thought, he nipped at her bottom lip playfully before pulling away, leaning his forehead against hers.

"Let me know when you're done?" He said, tucking a loose blonde strand behind her ear.

Caroline eagerly nodded with a genuine smile.

The moment he let her go, a rush of brisk cold crept up her spine as her source of warmth parted ways. She never hated her obligations more, especially after her spontaneous declaration. Now her anxiety was taking a mind of its own and forcing her to believe her relationship was now an awkward cesspool again. Klaus was now uncomfortable around her knowing how much he felt and was going to dump her at the dance tomorrow night.

-Ugh that damn dance!

Even more awkwardness, great.

She walked away backwards, waving him off until he was out of sight and out of mind from her horrid imagination. Him not loving her didn't mean he wouldn't eventually or that he stopped caring about her...at least she hoped that was the case.

It was freeing as well as terrifying telling Klaus how she felt. Honestly no time was a perfect time for something like this but in the heat of the moment after a football game wasn't what she had in mind. She didn't have an issue with Klaus not saying it back. He wasn't ready for that commitment and would rather him say nothing than try appeasing her.

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Saturday.

The glee on Caroline's face was permanent as she pretended to understand what she was reading in her grimoire, flipping the page hands free while laying in bed on her stomach. She sat up on her elbows lazily, not obtaining any of the information—one spell after another flying over her head.

How could she focus? Her mind too preoccupied with what the night will bring to concentrate on anything else.

Tonight was the night.

The highly anticipated Homecoming dance being just a few hours away peaked her anxiety. A few changes were made to the decor but the finishing touches were literal perfection—everything she imagined it to be. The designers Klaus set up for her were just as much of geniuses as he promised, and efficient. How they managed to organize an entire dance in three days, and have time for a dress rehearsal but she was stunned.

She still couldn't believe all the effort Klaus invested in an event he usually wouldn't even care about, or attend. The way he emotionally and financially gave her more than she'd expect from anybody, much less a boyfriend. As much as she tried not to, it was difficult not to compare Klaus to her past relationships when he was constantly reminding her why he became the first person she's ever been in love with.

-And I stupidly told him so last night like the idiot I am.

Even with the butterflies fluttering in her stomach whenever she acknowledged how she felt about him, Caroline still debated if she should've waited. Not that she purposely wanted to keep it from him but, they just reunited and were the happiest and healthiest they'd ever been and this was a major step in their relationship that they've never discussed before. He was surely overwhelmed.

She didn't expect him to say the words back but she also underestimated how hurt she'd feel when he didn't.

Klaus didn't act any differently towards her the rest of the night, actually he was acting as if it was never said. He didn't appear awkward or hesitant around her. After the game, and Caroline changing out her uniform, they met up afterwards for a small gathering off campus. All students were allowed to attend as long as they were back by curfew. They stayed for about an hour. Had a few drinks, greasy but comforting food, chatted with friends before he walked her back to her room.

Neither of them mentioned any of what transpired just an hour before, and she wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not. Klaus always says he's never been more vulnerable than with her, not realizing the feeling was mutual.

The floating book flopped down onto the bed when Caroline lost her focus in the middle of her daydreams. She huffed under her breath, pulling the book back towards her to at least attempt at being productive and not thinking about her fragile love life.

"Can you believe my amateur of a tailor completely ruined my dress and still expected me to pay for it!" Katherine exclaimed while storming into their room with waving arms and a deep scowl. "You already insulted me by wasting two weeks of my precious time and now you want me to give money to your botched job? The day before my event? And humans wonder why we hate them."

Caroline sat up fully, swinging her legs around to face her flustered friend.

"Does this mean you're not going to the dance anymore?" She asked.

Katherine snickered. "That's adorable Forbes."

One of Caroline's eyebrows raised in curiosity as Katherine pranced towards her bed twirling a silver shopping bag in her hand. Her eyes glistened when her friend revealed the slick all black strapless gown hidden in the bag.

Practically hopping off the bed to admire the dress in its entirety. Observing the slit on the side with perfectly stitched red and black beading covering the top portion like a belt.

She had never seen such an extravagant garment before

"Oh my god...Kat it's gorgeous." She praised.

"I know." Katherine smirked with a shrug. "Accompanied by a red mask covered in the most exquisite of rubies. Just a little gift from a prince I met during one of many weekends of leisure in South America."

Caroline laughed. "Of course."

"I'm going to be the sexiest sinner to step foot in Whitmore's gym. Even the werewolves won't be able to resist. Might have to steal Tyler Lockwood from your list."

She winked as Caroline held her vomit.

"He's all yours." The witch cringed. "I still can't believe you managed to find a dress like this so last minute. I thought everything would be sold out?"

Katherine smirk was sinister. "I have my ways. You'd be surprised how persuasive I can be."

The last comment gave Caroline pause. "Please tell me you didn't compel yourself this dress." She closed her eyes begging, already knowing the answer.

"I didn't compel myself this dress." She recited with a straight face.

Caroline rubbed her forehead groaning. She still wasn't a fan, nor ever will be, of vampire's ability to control people's actions.

Kathrine pointed a stern finger. "Hey don't get high strung on me, we've already been through this. And don't think this gets you out of showing me your mystery dress'. "

"Nope." Caroline responded. "I already told you, and Klaus, you'll just have to wait until tonight."

She stuck her tongue out. "You're no fun."

The buzzing noise from Caroline's phone rocked her bed. Her smile slowly fell turning the phone over to look at the name on the screen.

Katherine subtly observed her friend's distress when she rejected the call.

"Trouble in paradise already?" She assumed.

"No, it's my mom." Caroline sighed. "She's been trying to get in touch with me all day."

Her eyebrow lifted as she crossed her legs sitting down. "Shady momma witch Forbes who I've probably only seen once in my life but know is an incessant bitch?"

"The one and only." Caroline confirmed, not taking any offense.

"You're not even a little curious about what she might want?"

Caroline scoffed. "I already know what she's going to say . She obviously knows my dad was in town, we talked and wanted to know what we talked about. In translation, 'what did he tell you about me'? Couldn't be more transparent."

Katherine smirked.

"Now that she's been exposed as the biggest hypocrite to walk the planet, I'm not exactly in the mood to hear any of her excuses."

The vampire's smirk grew, staring at her friend like a proud mom.

"No offense but I'm kinda in love with the new anti-witch you." Katherine praised.

Caroline's eyebrows furrowed. "I'm not an anti-witch."

"Sweetie, you have a vampire for a best friend and for a boyfriend. You're not exactly seen as a role model."

Touché.

Caroline glared. "I love who I am. I just don't agree with all the ideologies anymore, or my mom. And um, speaking of boyfriends...I think I did something stupid last night."

Pressing her lips together nervously, Caroline wiped her sweaty palms over her sweatpants.

Katherine rubbed her forehead frustratingly. "I really can't leave you alone for one second without you getting yourself in some mess with the immortal Fabio, can I?"

Caroline scratched her bottom lip with her teeth. She wasn't entirely sure why she was so nervous to talk to Katherine about this. One of the great things about their friendship was how much they didn't judge each other anymore. Despite her own personal opinions on Klaus, she never judged his relationship with Caroline. Maybe she was fearful that the one person she did trust in with their relationship would think it was too soon; or just her own insecurities and regret giving her whiplash.

The obvious impatience written on Katherine's face intensified her anxiety.

"I told Klaus I'm in love with him." She confessed, pulling at her fingers .

Katherine's eyebrows lifted and lips formed in a straight red line.

"You what?"

"I know, I know..."

Katherine took a deep breath, trying to refrain from being judgmental.

"How, when and where? I need all the deets since apparently I missed one of our therapy sessions."

Caroline's sweaty palms rubbed together. "Last night, after the game on the track field. I don't know what came over me okay? This wasn't planned, I didn't even think of saying anything like that but...then I saw him. Being there for me, I just couldn't keep it in anymore. I wanted him to know."

"And now he does." Katherine added.

Caroline huffed. "He didn't say it back if that's what you're thinking to ask. Not that I expected it so no need trying to rub my nose in it."

"That's not what I was going to do."

She scoffed. "Yeah right. You're not that great of an actress, I can see you judging me and obviously disapprove not that you were ever a big Klaus supporter in the first place."

"Caroline—"

"You think I'm rushing into this, or I'm crazy and naive for feeling this way after we just got back together a couple of days ago and maybe I am!" She threw her hands in the air. "Maybe this will be just another mistake of mine but at that moment I didn't care. I'm in love with him, I can't change that. Now I feel like enough of an idiot already because I just shouldn't have told him at all and probably should've kept it from you too."

Katherine's mouth opened and closed, rubbing her finger underneath her bottom lip.

"I don't think you're naive or dumb Caroline, I don't." She sighed. "Look I've never allowed myself to be close to people, especially after I became a vampire. No family, friends or even exes. I didn't have that burden of caring about anyone but...I care about you, Forbes."

Caroline's eyebrows pulled together.

"The absolute hell you went through with that whole Klaus and Aurora thing was hard to watch. I know he seems to be all rehabilitated and on the right track, especially helping with the dance but I refuse to let him hurt you again. I'm not afraid to kill a Mikaelson if need be."

She softly laughed despite how emotional she felt over Katherine's overprotective words. This wasn't Caroline's first friendship but it felt like her first real one. Through everything that's happened this semester, Katherine was the only one who stayed by her side. It only took her falling in love with the wrong guy to bring her life in perspective. Naturally she wanted to go for a hug but something told her that might be a fatal mistake.

"I appreciate that Kat, really I do and...I care about you too." Caroline rewarded her friend with a smile.

The brunette vampire waved her hand. "Yeah, yeah okay enough of the soft hours. So exactly how long have you felt this way about Klaus?"

Caroline shrugged. "I didn't realize it until the night we got back together but who knows if it's been longer than that. I just hope things aren't weird between us now. We haven't really brought it up since."

"Don't. That guy is crazy about you and isn't going to ruin anything anytime soon so just focus on having a fun night tonight, which we should actually start getting ready for." Katherine hopped off the bed.

"We have like five hours."

"Are you kidding? Two of those are just for hair!" She exclaimed practically flying out the door.

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Music was already booming and students were arriving decked out in their fancy dresses and suits, anticipating the night ahead. Most of them already had their masks in hand, not putting them on until they were inside the dance to be identified. There were a tray of spare masks with the variation of black, white, gold and silver in case someone didn't have one and for decoration.

An aisle of white lights with a black carpet rolling out illuminated the entrance way leading to the front entrance of the gym. Red and white paper lanterns hung overlapped each other as they hung from the ceiling—this was just for the entrance way.

Klaus stood in line, just a few people away from being first and his impatience was already at a high. He was dressed in a white button-up, black blazer with a gold rose print on each forearm and one lapel. Black slacks and dress shoes to top it off. The black mask with gold trimming clasped in his hand until he was able to tie it around his head.

Caroline didn't say what she was wearing and didn't want to give any hints, even with colors. He went in blindly but assumed she would be dressing as a saint and figured they match. For some reason he was growing nervous with the prospect of just the outdoor coordinations, wishing he didn't have to wait much longer to see her. Because Caroline was head of the Homecoming committee she had to arrive earlier, which meant Klaus had to walk in alone—well at least without his date. He saw classmates he hadn't seen since freshman year, or didn't even know were students. Either way his annoyance was increasing mainly by the pesky temporary replacement on his arm.

"You know you didn't have to tag along. I think I'm capable of arriving to a stupid dance without assistance." Klaus muttered, stepping forward in his place in line.

"For fuck sake, can you go one bloody second without complaining? I swear you act like you'll die if you don't." Rebekah snapped as they walked forward together with interlocked arms.

"Why couldn't you just come with Kol and be an annoyance together? You're good at that."

She faked a laugh. "Oh trust me Nik, any other company would be better than you. But Kol is currently with his plus one, and no we will not discuss how incredibly humiliating it is that my two ass of brothers have dates and I don't."

Klaus laughed. "No discussion needed. I think it's pretty self explanatory."

"Don't be a dick." She scoffed as they finally walked inside.

They observed Rose and Trevor's handy work before giving their names at the check in table—stepping to the side when they were cleared and their arms dropped.

Klaus observed his little sister as she began tying her black embroidery mask over her head. The feather sticking on the side of the mask gave it that Rebekah flare. He could see the hurt in her frown for not having a date. She always had insecurity issues, specifically with boys and men, but Klaus didn't see it as his problem anymore. None of his family was his burden anymore but, she was still his little sister. He didn't know if Caroline's self was rubbing off on him but he didn't like it.

Klaus groaned under his breath as he forced out the words. "You do look beautiful tonight Rebekah, really."

"Yeah, sure." She brushed off, placing the mask securely on her face.

"I mean it." Klaus insisted. "Surely there will be some moronic vampire in there who will question why he didn't ask you sooner."

Her usual straight blonde hair now perfectly placed curls, sprawling over her shoulders. The perfect shade of red for her pale skin colored her lips, hazel eyes striking under her professionally done eye makeup. Black heels with red at the bottom to match the wine red high low dress with black and burgundy beading around the waist.

She stared at him in awe, throat choking up at the tender sibling moment. For the first time in centuries they felt like a family again. It was the most older brother compliment he's ever given her. This gave her hope.

Blinking away her tears that the mask thankfully hid, Rebekah cleared her throat. "Well I'll try not letting it get to my head."

Klaus playfully rolled his eyes, quickly putting on his own mask before walking through the gym doors together. The inside was just as extravagant. Chandelier lights hung, white lights trickled down from the top to look like a starry night. Red and black table cloths covered the tables filled with foods and drinks. The ice sculpture near the DJ booth, aggravating partygoers already taking selfies beside it. There were a few place settings for the sit down areas, each with red and black rose on top of the napkins.

Despite being anti-social events, even for Caroline's sake Klaus was glad he decided to come. To experience at least one high school dance in his lifetime, and it turned out to be a major success.

Katherine was practically shaking her breasts in the DJ's face, but even Klaus had to admit she looked stunning. Tyler Lockwood and his pack of furry menions were causing a scene with their obnoxious rowdy chants. Rebekah pointed out Marcel and Enzo decked out in their all black and red suits while laughing and drinking together. Klaus couldn't help but pause seeing Aurora next to them, laughing along to whatever stupid jokes they were spewing-like old times. Her little black dress and red lips made her white skin pop and a drink twirling in her hand to top it off. They hadn't spoken in what felt like months and even though he was over their arrangement he missed the friendship they once had. That they all had together. But for the sake of his relationship and self respect he knew he made the right decision, just wish it was one he didn't have to make.

Though the dance was inclusive, it was still cliquey. Vampires danced with vampires, werewolves ate with werewolves and witches only spoke amongst each other. At least they weren't trying to kill each other.

-Speaking of witches...

Klaus leaned down to his sister's ear. "The event's been on for 20 minutes already and I've unfortunately seen every witch except Caroline."

Rebekah was prepared to yell his ear off until she looked ahead and a smile formed.

"I don't think you need to wait much longer." She smirked.

Klaus' eyebrows furrowed in confusion until he followed her gaze and jaw dropped.

There she was, the girl of his dreams in all her beauty and grace-her appearance not visible behind the podium.

A timid smile hung from her cherry red lips as she stood at the center of the stage. Their eyes immediately locked through their masks, heat rushing down her chest and between her legs which she had to force away to recite her welcoming speech.

The volume of the music lowered as the microphone was handed to her.

"Hello and good evening Whitmore Academy!" She greeted, smiling ear to ear from the crowd's enthusiasm. "Wow, everyone looks amazing in their dresses, suits and masks. This dance was not easy to organize, and for a minute seemed impossible but the final result could not be more rewarding. I have to thank the committee of my coven for toughing it out with me these past couple of months when I know I wasn't the easiest person to deal with."

A few of the witches laughed amongst themselves in agreement.

Caroline cleared her throat before looking over at him again with glittering eyes. "I'm not trying to say a long speech because I know everyone wants to get back to dancing and fun, but I want to give credit where credit is due because if this event has taught me anything it's that it takes a village." She explained. "With that said, I also want to give a special shout out to my incredible boyfriend Klaus Mikaelson."

It felt like an out of body experience when he heard his name from the across the room. All eyes shifted between him and the stage. Hew was glad to be wearing a mask to hide the vulnerability covering his eyes. Rebekah murmured something in his ear but he didn't even hear, to fixated on the girl on stage.

"He saved the day when all hope was lost, by recruiting his vampire faction and outside resources to assist on an event that had nothing to do with them but he did it for me. I'll never forget that." Caroline's bottom lip slightly trembled and Klaus could feel his own emotions bottling up in his throat. He remembered the days when she didn't even want to admit they were friends and now she never wasted a moment reminding people he's her boyfriend.

"Enjoy your night everybody, oh and don't forget to submit your last ballots for Homecoming King and Queen. Last call is in 30 minutes!"

She skipped off the stage, placing the mic down on the podium and fixing herself up before finding Klaus in the crowd again. Accepting all the praises being thrown at her from the fellow students as she walked through.

The vampire swallowed as she made her way to him, suddenly feeling like a boy going on his first date. Caroline's curls were fluffier and enhanced gold. The black and gold lace corset dress hugged her body in the most delicious way. Cleavage was subtle but still appear to his hungry gaze especially with the distracting black ribbon tied at the breast area. The tulle skirt was cute but also incredibly sexy, short enough to elongate her already long legs along with the close toed black strappy heels. Her mask was already on her face, sequined red with rhinestones to perfect the look.

He truly underestimated how she could outdo her own beauty.

She was chewing on her bottom lip when they were finally face to face. Already feeling awkward standing between two lovebirds, Rebekah spewed here compliments before escorting herself to the punch bowl.

"Nice speech." Klaus blurted, trying not to come off pervy by ogling her ravishing attire.

"Seemed fitting, and I meant every word." She said with an assuring smile that Klaus reciprocated.

"In other news, I see we didn't even need to coordinate outfits to still match with each other. I'm impressed." He joked

Caroline twisted her lips. "We are getting scarily good at knowing each other so well."

He nodded, the familiar but uncomfortable nerves returning in full force as he was at a loss of what he could possibly say that satisfied how he was really feeling.

"Love, I must say you look absolutely radiant tonight—I mean you always look radiant but I just...my apologies. You, um..." He sighed nervously. "Suffice to say I don't think there's enough words, or any that could equate." Klaus stammered his words horribly but Caroline found it chanting and empowering.

Her cheeks flared into a harsh pink blush.

"Thank you...you look extremely handsome. I love the suit. It's different for you."

"You mean not boring?" He teased.

"I didn't say that." She shrugged.

"But I knew you were thinking about it."

Caroline giggled before her eyes roamed around the full room. She couldn't help but tear up at how amazing the final project was and everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves. After stressing for months and nearly canceling the week of, it was surreal that the night was finally here.

"I still can't believe this dance really happened." She meant to say to herself but Klaus overheard and his lips turned upwards.

He stuck his hand out to her when a slow song began to play and everyone circulated on the dance floor.

"Might as well start our night off with a dance, haven't had one in ages." Klaus proposed.

Caroline bit her smiling lip as she placed her hand in his as their blue-eyes gaze locked. Caroline allowed him to lead her towards the middle of the diamond shaped dance floor. His thumb caressed her knuckles intimately. Her soft laugh that only she could hear as he twirled her once before pulling her against him.

The first time she took his hand was the night she realized this was someone she couldn't be friends with because of her conflicting feelings for him. Having to sneak away from their supernatural bubble just to share air without anyone knowing.

"Look at that, she dances. I didn't even have to beg this time." Klaus teased while Caroline scoffed a reply.

Both laughing at the memory that wasn't so long ago.

That night of the music festival was a tale of clarity and uncertainty, of an involved witch realizing she was falling for a menacing vampire. A night that changed her life and everything she thought she knew.

Chest to chest. Forehead to forehead. Smile to smile.

Even with hundreds of their classmates invading they only noticed each other. Feeling safe in one another's arms as they swayed to the slow song surrounding the room. Fingers interlocked together, while his other hand rested on her lower back and hers on his bicep.

Caroline's brain was still trying to grasp what a success the dance became and it was literally everything she wanted it to be. Her entire high school career she's been looking forward to this specific night. Prepared to outshine all the witch factions before her's and prove her coven was the best Whitmore's ever seen.

She always had to be the best, and for 18 years that was all that mattered. Staring up at her dance partner, with the doest of eyes, she was now living for so much more.

"You seem starstruck, love." Klaus smiled.

Caroline sniffled. "I'm just happy. Still in disbelief, of this dance and...everything. I was ready to accept my defeat, cancel the event and let my reputation go with it but then you happened. You made all of this happen, for me. None of this would have been possible without you Klaus and I'll never be able to thank you enough, or make it up to you which makes me feel incompetent and—"

"Stop. You don't need to make anything up to me, understand?" Klaus expressed with knitted eyebrows and a hard face.

"Klaus—"

"No, Caroline." Klaus said sternly. "I don't want you to think I expect anything every time I do something for you. I'm not that selfish man you once knew. Hell, if anything helping you with this dance was more of me making it up to you, after everything. I'm lucky that you're even letting me touch you right now."

Caroline shook her head, biting her lip to suppress the tear ducts forming in the corners of her eyes.

"I don't want to keep bringing up the past."

"Neither do I, but we can't pretend it didn't happen either." He said.

Oh how she wished she could, nearly combusted from just seeing Aurora's name on the attending list. That was the darkest moment in their relationship but also their breakthrough. She didn't know whether to be devastated or grateful.

Klaus lightly squeezed her back. "I'm sorry, and I'll be sorry for the rest of my days. Every time I think about how close I came to ruining the best thing that's ever happened to me I have to remind myself so I never get there again, and I won't. I promise."

Her smile appeared with a sniffle, taking in his blue eyes screaming more apologies to her face.

"I know." She said holding both sides of his face between her hands.

Caroline knew he wasn't the same person from a month ago, not even two weeks ago—neither was she. So much has happened and even more has even been said. Then to now felt like lifetimes apart.

Through it all: the ostracized by their classmates, losing her coven, friends, opportunities, suspicious moms, bitter exes and secrets. With every obstacle delaying their secure freedom of happiness, they finally made it.

Caroline wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face in the crook of it, leaving a sweet kiss on the exposed flesh before turning her head to rest on his shoulder. Closing her eyes as she escaped into his comfort, not wanting to feel anything else than this.

The music continued playing as did their swaying. Felt like they were the only two in the room with the spotlight beaming down on them.

Klaus inhaled the scent of her hair, rubbing up and down her spine as he squeezed her even closer. Close just didn't feel close enough anymore, like he would die without her touch—honestly a part of him believed it to be true. Purring at the innocent way she played with the curls hanging over his neck.

This witch, this girl—magnificent girl—was home. His home. She was refuge and salvation where he felt safe and loved. She brought selflessness and trust into his dark world of lies and deceit. To think just a few days ago their future was so bleak and uncertain, and in the end she still found it in her heart to forgive and love him just as wholeheartedly.

Love.

She told him she loved him for the first time and he didn't have a response for her, still didn't. Not enough words could pinpoint what he felt. He never experienced being in love, didn't know what to expect and never thought he would even be in the position for it to be possible, but what he had with Caroline felt bigger than life.

When he pulled his face away it signaled for her to look up at him. She appeared puzzled but not concerned, too encased by his affectionate stare that held more weight than usual. Her hands still in his hair and his still burning a hole in her back. They were both experiencing the same magnetic pull towards each other. Her eyes flickered from his eyes to his full lips as he did the same to her. Overpowered by love, lust and everything in between they both couldn't handle the restraint any longer.

Making the first move, Klaus cradled one side of her face to bring his lips down to hers. Both sighed into the passionate but soft kiss, pulling at each other so there was no more space between them. She breathed him in, tugging at his dark blonde curls to intensify the kiss. Their bodies being pushed tighter together as if it was possible. It was like they couldn't get enough of each other, it was never enough.

His thumb grazed her cheek as his tongue caressed the inside of her mouth. He teased her for a while, tracing her bottom lip and peppering sweet kisses on her pouty lips. Smirking at the whines of disapproval he gave into her silent demands. Their tongues fought, explored, reveled and tasted each other in the most authentic way. Hips subtly grinding against each other as the kiss prolonged into a deeper exchange of teeth and tongue. Caroline's moans swallowed by his demanding mouth and she never felt so consumed.

This was the fiery passion she read about and longed for, the kind of passion to sweep her off her feet with little effort. To be completely overtaken by another and surrender yourself to their hold. It was exciting and terrifying but that's been her entire experience with Klaus.

She wanted more, needed more than the heavenly attention he was already giving her. The thought oozed a warm feeling to her aching core, feeling the obvious growth of his member pressing against her.

Again, exciting and terrifying.

Caroline left a lingering kiss on his bottom lip before pulling away. Her lips swollen and gaze stormy as she looked at Klaus who was in the same shape. Suddenly embarrassed realizing they were engaged in a heated make out session in the middle of the dance floor. At their school dance. In front of everyone.

Thankfully they all seemed to be too entranced by their own company to pay them any mind. Not that Caroline necessarily cared at that point because in this moment she just didn't want him to stop.

An eager Caroline leaned on her tippy toes so her lips could reach his ear. "Let's get out of here?"

A stunned Klaus gave her a questioning look. "Leaving your own dance before it even begins? Thought you'd want to be here to accept your crown."

Her lips pursed. "Never thought I'd say it but I couldn't care less about being homecoming queen."

Dropping her arms from around his neck, Caroline took his hand again and mischievously led them off the dance floor and towards the exit with Klaus hot on her heels.

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The residence halls were quiet and empty as they finally approached Caroline's room. They could still hear the blaring music from the gym and Caroline never thought she'd skip out on her own event; she never did. Especially one this important to her, but the hot hand loving her waist as she unlocked the door made her obligations fade. Just him touching her like this was too sensitive, too much.

Finally opening the door, she could feel her head already trying to talk her out of what her heart wanted. She shook her head, taking a deep breath before throwing the keys on her desk and turning to face him again.

Just his presence brought on the deepest smile.

"Caroline Forbes, what are you up to?" He asked suggestively while closing the door behind him.

She giggled, still maintaining their distance as she looked over at her bookshelf and instantly spotting her weathering copy of Wuthering Heights. Memories crashing over. How she's read the quotes in that book endless times and never imagining so soon in her own life she'd experience it.

Klaus' gaze followed her's, finding his sketchbook sticking out from under her other books.

"I see you're still holding my prized possession captive." He said, matching her grin with his.

"Well I sorta needed a minute to think, after skimming through those last 20 pages you mentioned..."

-Shit.

Klaus gulped, completely forgetting that major last detail and suddenly feeling nervous at her reaction.

"Caroline. I can explain-"

"You drew me...you drew me a lot, actually." She rubbed her lips together, tucking a curl behind her ear.

After looking through the endless pages of Klaus' trauma, Caroline finally peered into the 'not so bleak' section only to now find endless pictures of her instead. The first drawing, she was sitting down dressed in her cheer uniform with her knees tucked against her chest with a saddened face. Flipping a few more drawings were of her again, and she was smiling—a bright fake smile that she was all too familiar with. Another one where she was staring directly at the artist, a soft gaze meant only for him as she stood there with her arms covering her bra and panties clad body from their half drunken tryst.

Pages and pages, drawing after drawing was more depictions. It was overwhelming. He captured her so beautifully on paper, outlining her every flaw and adoring them with the attention of his pencil. Every detail was precise, whether it was the ease on her face from being in his arms as they slept, or the tears she shed for being told she wasn't good enough by her mother. Concentrating on her ups as much as her downs.

No one had ever seen her so raw and of circumstances were different it would be a much creepier tone. Caroline realized a lot of the sketches were before their senior year, which meant before they were even on an acquaintance level. It sparked her already roaming curiosity.

"How long?" She asked, staring at his apprehensive glare.

Klaus rubbed the back of his neck while the other hand twirled in his pants pocket. Suddenly feeling nauseous. He couldn't tell whether she was upset or not.

"Since last year." He admitted.

Caroline gasped.

"I know we weren't even acquaintances back then and you probably feel uncomfortable now and I'm sorry about that. But..."

"But what?"

The corners of his lips twitched. "But you fascinated me, Caroline. I sat on the bleachers during your practices almost everyday, sitting at the lunch tables across from your's, standing around in the hallway or sitting in the library. Everyday I saw it on your face, what a sad girl you really were. How you managed to mask your sorrow so effortlessly without anyone being the wiser, it intrigued me. I was curious as to why. What did the princess have to be sad about? What could possibly go wrong in her glass castle of quarterback boyfriends and rainbows? What kind of trauma could she endure? I was itching to know what made Caroline Forbes tick, and at the time the drawings were my only connection to you. I wanted to know you without knowing you. It was wrong and I'm sorry for overstepping."

He looked remorseful and worried, fearing that the revelation ruined their whole night and wished he never mentioned it in the first place.

Though she was taken aback by the fact that he's been watching her longer than she's been watching him, the pictures were stunning. Browsing through them brought back a lot of moments she wanted to bury, except the ones that involved him of course. Even before now Klaus was the only one who saw her, the real her. From a distance and never muttering a single word to each other he knew she was hurting while all the people around her didn't.

Maybe she should be more creeped out by him secretly using her as a muse but she genuinely wasn't, if anything it had the opposite effect. Making her heart swell again the longer they stood in silence.

Biting her lip nervously, their eyes never parted as Caroline kicked off her heels and began unzipping her dress. Klaus could do nothing but stand there and simply watched her strip down. He gulped as the garment shimmied down her torso, exposing her strapless black bra and a matching pair of black panties. Lace material and clinging onto her ivory skin hypnotically. She stepped out of it, disregarding it carelessly at her feet. Klaus' mouth was dry and his bow tie suddenly felt too tight around his neck as she removed her jewelry to place it on her nightstand. He didn't know what to do besides stand there and wait for her to make the next move. They were standing on opposite sides of the room with a comfortable silence between them—he was still fully clothed and in awe.

This wasn't the first time Klaus has seen her half naked state but it was no less a stunning sight. Relieved how comfortable she seemed this time, not covering up or hiding her body from him. Her curls flowed down her back and over her shoulders.

A blonde goddess in the most modest form.

The last thing Klaus was expecting was Caroline stripping down and walking towards him, slowly. An audible gulp bounced in his throat when unsure of what she was planning and planting himself in place when she was in front of his face. Eyes searching for his before lowering to his luscious parted lips.

Her name died on his lips as she crushed their bodies together and pulled him in for a deep kiss, stealing away his hesitations or further questions. The initial kiss was mild, simply enjoying the feel of her lips massaging his. He was addicting in every way but especially when embraced in a molting lip lock. Caroline could kiss him all day and be satisfied. It was obvious she was taking the lead in this tryst, this was her moment to have and Klaus was not standing in the way of it. The last thing he wanted to do was jump to any conclusion, but he certainly didn't want to stop.

So much passion and longing radiating through this one kiss it made him lightheaded, reciprocating with just as much impatience. Melting into her comforting touch as her hands held both sides of his face, deepening the kiss with her sultry tongue sneaking into his mouth. Klaus' arms secured around her bare torso, eliciting a low whimper from the witch who was already withering in his embrace. Tongues caressing each other's so fondly it made them crave more—grabbing onto each other like they were afraid one would disappear.

They were a standing mess of limbs as they desperately clinged onto each other. His clothed chest brushing her half naked one, arousing her nipples confined by the bra. Their lower regions rubbing against each other to add onto the agonizing friction both couldn't get enough of. Klaus was feeling feverish—hot and antsy—as their kisses grew more greedy and the flames ignited on overdrive. Wanting her to take her time but feeling himself slipping through the cracks of control.

His growl seeped into her mouth and the rough way he grabbed a chunk of her hair turned her on immensely, moaning from the pleasurable pain of his fangs grazing her bottom lip. She whimpered at the sharp intrusion but wholeheartedly welcomed it, even at the faintest taste of her blood lingering on his tongue. She didn't even care about the open wound as their demanding kisses resumed and her own self control began to waver.

Her wandering hands pawed at his dress shirt, needing to feel his skin on her's. Untying the bow tie and flicking off each button with equal need. The white shirt fell over his arms before it to the ground. Caroline gradually departed, observing his lean and tone figure. Licking her lips while appreciating the view she so deeply missed.

-Why is he so sexy?

It was upsetting how good he looked no matter if he was fully clothed or not. Noticing the browned scars that left her wondering the first time she saw them, and now knowing the brutal truth behind each made her chest clench—realizing how far they've come as a couple as well.

She lightly traced the intriguing tattoo displayed on the left side of his chest with her index finger, never wasting a second admiring him. Feeling his eyes boring into her flesh. Both their chests red and heaving from the teasing touches they were growing bored of.

Wounding her fingers in his curls, Caroline dragged him down for a hungry kiss that Klaus was more than willing to accept. Groaning at the way she harshly pulled at his hair without any reservation.

He loved when she did that.

She shivered at his cold chest igniting her warm skin as they pressed up against each other. The chills flowed throughout her body from her spine to her foot toes. Lips still attached as Klaus carefully walked them backwards until the back of Caroline's legs hit her bed. She moaned appreciatively when his hands slid down her backside, squeezing her buttocks before lifting her body up around his torso.

His tongue outlining her lips as they gracefully fell back onto the soft mattress—his hard body resting between her milky thighs. Their pulsing lips never parted through the whole ordeal and only grew messier with time. One of his strong hands caressed her thigh as he lifted it more up his torso and spread her wider while the other caressed her face and chest. His touches were subtle but effective—remembering the first time he touched her this way and how she didn't want him to stop. Everything about her needed him.

Tugging on his hair harder as his hips ground into her's, eliciting purrs and moans from the witch who was taking it all in. The friction forming from his pants rubbing against the center of her thin panties was too much. Caroline felt lightheaded, breathless and already sated from the overwhelming need he invoked within her just from his presence alone.

Neither worried about the possibility of one of her roommates walking in, the damn Headmistress could storm in guns blazing and it still wouldn't drag them away from this bliss.

"Klaus." Caroline moaned in his mouth, clawing at his bare back to bring him closer and bulking her hips up to meet him in perfect rhythm.

Her soft voice contradicting her sinful demands.

She wanted more, so much more. Aching and craving all the passion only he was able to push within her.

Klaus could sense it even before her verbal pleas but he needed to know. If they didn't stop now they were going to cross that fragile line—no more close calls. This would be a night they couldn't take back, not that he would want to but this was for her comfort. He needed to know this was exactly what she wanted—that he was what she really wanted.

He sweetly kissed her lips before pulling away, rolling his forehead against hers then looking down at the irresistible temptress staring back at him.

God, was she a sight.

Blue eyes a stormy blue sea, sprawled blonde curls forming a halo on her pillow and pink lips pink and swollen from their aggressive kissing. Never has he witnessed anyone more entrapping, and she chose him.

Tracing the pad of his thumb over her bottom lip seductively, lifting her chin so their gazes bored into the other. He took in her soft gasp when his blue eyes were replaced with red ones-black outlining the already intimidating color-and his fangs hung over his now redder lips. Displaying himself in his most authentic form.

She stared up at him with adoration and desire, boldly bringing her hands to both sides of his face and resting her thumbs underneath both his eyes.

Caroline frowned when Klaus attempted to shake his face back to 'normal', immediately grabbing his face in her hands.

"Don't do that, don't hide from me." She pleaded.

Seeing Klaus' vampire face for the first time was an indescribable experience—wholesome—and she never wanted him to be ashamed of who he is, especially when with her.

Klaus's eyelids lowered as he relaxed into her faint touches adoring the black veins spiraling down his cheeks. The features he once resented but were now loved by another.

Worshipping him this way benefited them both, for Klaus to feel accepted and for her own personal pleasure. He was the most magnificent and beautiful creature she's ever seen and that wasn't changing. Caroline knew without a doubt in her mind she was never going to feel this complete with anyone else for the rest of her life. No one will ever have her heart the way he does and she wouldn't allow it.

A tear fell down as her smile widened before tipping her head upwards to capture his lips for another kiss. This one more tamed and sweet as they thoroughly consumed each other. Memorizing their mutual taste. He flinched when Caroline sucked on one of his fangs lightly while her fingers continued wandering his facial features.

She felt his hand venture from her leg to the hem of her black panties, shivering at his fingertips teasing the lacy martial.

Klaus released her lips, not giving her time to pout for he already kissed her cheek then down her neck with determination.

Caroline squirmed underneath him as his feather light kisses began to win her over. Eyes fluttered shut and a pleasurable sigh escaped her lips. Her fingers finding home in his hair again as she kept him close through the gentle assault he performed down her throat. The kissing transitioned to sucking and sucking gravitated you licking and the cycle continued for what felt like forever.

Her heart pounded in her chest relentlessly at the feel of him attempting to peel the undergarment from her body in the gentlest stride.

-This is really happening...

"Klaus..." The way she moaned his name only urged him further, and the least rational side of her didn't want to disturb.

-No, you need to be rational about this.

Enjoying one more second of serenity, she pushed him against his chest so he could stop.

His face automatically hardened and eyes narrowed. "Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" He asked

Her head feverishly shook side to side, nibbling her bottom lip again as her cheeks blushed. "Sorry…"

Klaus sighed, a closed lip smile on his face while caressing her cheekbone with his thumb.

"You have nothing to be sorry for. What do you want, Caroline?" He asked in an airy voice.

Throughout their entire relationship it felt like this had been a frequent question for her. What did she want?

Her answer used to be so simple and certain, now she had a new want almost everyday. A new desire or prospect, but even with that said the one constant in her plans was Klaus.

She wanted the man and the beast and all the other complications that came along that intensified her already burning love.

Licking her quivering bottom lip, she lifted her body to unclasp her bra and threw it on the floor. Her chest rising up and down as she forced herself not to cover up—blushing at the curse word under his breath.

Caroline was thrown off by the way Klaus was looking at her. The usual dark lust in his eyes was replaced with something softer, more delicate and ramming straight to her heart at full speed.

Of all the times Klaus imagined this night, this moment of her allowing him to see her body in all its glory, none of his fantasies compared to reality.

Klaus froze in the embrace of the beautiful witch. Even though he had a feeling where this evening was going, he was still stunned. He had never been anyone's first intimate partner, or at least never cared to ask. The people he fucked in the past we're just that, a quick fuck. One night, one evening or just one hour of no attachment or commitment before they met death at his hands.

Now here he was years later with someone he would risk his life for, give everything to even if it meant he was left with nothing.

"Do you, um—do we need a condom or something?" She asked nervously.

Klaus smirked. "Another perk of being the undead, we don't need to worry about any of that."

Caroline rewarded him with a soft laugh and hesitant smile that he quickly took note of.

"Hey," His words fanned her face as his index finger lifted her chin, "if you're having any doubts at all we don't have to do anything. I mean it."

Caroline bit down on her lip while shaking her head.

"No, no it's just surreal being with you. But I've never been more sure about anything in my life and I trust you, I want you." She declared and his smile back was more than rewarding.

The longer their eyes bored into each other's, the more sure Caroline was in her decision.

She was meant to fall into his life five years ago, he was meant to be in her class and they were meant to fall in love. The oddest of pairs wound up being the blueprint of what each other were looking for; acceptance and unconditional love.

Tilting her head up to press her lips against his, missing the pressure of his full ones embracing her. Caroline shook in anticipation, moaning against him when his tongue immensely found hers—danced an oral tango. Their mouths moved together as one, filling each other with the endless spark.

His hand wound in her hair as he pulled her body closer to his, causing her to feel his awakened erection against her stomach begging to be released.

He broke the kiss and lowered his mouth to give her neck the proper pleasurable treatment with his teeth. Caroline squirmed as his mouth descended even lower, planting kisses over her chest and down to her breast. Not even giving her a warning before his lips trapped a nipple while his free hand tended to the other. Reveling in the thrashing of her body while he licked and fondled her delicate mounds.

"Fuck...Klaus." Caroline groaned, tugging at his curls to keep him pressed against her chest as tight as possible.

Her pleas only urged him further, blowing cold air over the wet nub for a tortuous sensation before licking at it again.

The pleasure was indescribable—his mouth sinful in every best way. She had never felt so energized and wound up, like one more push and she'd snap. The twisted part was how badly she wanted him to do exactly that.

"You're so soft." Klaus whispered after popping the nipple out his mouth, proud to see its now pointy form.

Caroline was already a panting mess from the moment they kissed on the dance floor, intaking a huge breath as he scooted lower on the bed and down her body. Through hooded eyes, she looked down to carefully observe his red lips ghosting over her flat belly—too involved to initially realize he was staring directly back at her.

Klaus darkly chuckled when her shifty eyes met his. "It's okay. I want you to watch what I'm doing to you."

His voice so sultry and slick it made her limbs tremble.

She licked her dry lips as he proceeded to leave a circle of kisses around her stomach. Her hips thrusting forward from the chilling feel of his tongue dipping into her bellybutton. Her eyes grew when his fingers hooked into her black panties, slowly pulling them down her long legs.

Caroline lied there, naked and completely on display for his adoration. Shockingly enough she wasn't as uncomfortable as she thought she'd be.

The hungry glare in his eyes all too familiar which stirred Caroline's anticipation. Remembering how heavenly his mouth felt against her throbbing core as he separated her thighs and kissing between them, teasing where she wanted him most blowing at her wetness.

Reaching for anything, her hands gripped the sheets for dear life at the faintest touch of his tongue taunting the sensitive bundle of nerves.

"Oh god!" Caroline gasped, back bowing off the bed as he lapped his tongue around her lovingly. Her eyes screwed shut as she surrendered her self control and wanted him to show her no mercy.

Incoherent words escaped her thin lips, struggling to find the words while withering at his dirty ones. Cursing sharply when she felt him insert one finger inside while his tongue triggered the clit.

He loved pleasuring her this way and she certainly wasn't opposed. The unique and intoxicating taste of her dripping cunt was Klaus' undoing as it flowed into his mouth effortlessly.

Managing to open her eyes, slightly, Caroline looked down at the gorgeous man pleasuring her with a mouthful of her tangy dew. Felt like hours had flown by from his relentless attention, making her toes curl and knot in her stomach snap.

There wasn't more Caroline felt she could take without having more of him. Luckily Klaus shared her impatience, leaving an open mouthed kiss on her pussy before kissing his way back up her body until his face was leveled with hers. Kissing her lips sweetly before licking inside her mouth so she could taste herself on his tongue. Caroline moaned from the erotic action, tilting her head to deepen the kiss and licking over his bottom lip hungrily—growing more desperate and impatient the longer the finale prolonged.

"Please..." She begged, slipping her hands between their bodies to undo the button and zipper of his dress pants.

Klaus sighed in relief, his groin appreciating the breather but her sudden dominance gave him whiplash.

"Are you sure—"

Her head nodded frantically. "Yes, I'm sure." She said with another frenzied kiss. Clawing at his scalp before aiming for his rippled back, loving the feel of his muscles contracting underneath her delicate fingertips.

Eventually Caroline pulled at the flap of his pants and eased them down over his hips but felt no other material underneath —honestly she wasn't too surprised he went commando.

They both shivered and lips parted at the feel of their bare skins touching for the first time.

Klaus kicked the remainder of his pants off when they reached his ankles, leaving them both in the nude.

Caroline licked her lips as she scanned his toned body eagerly. Wanting to lick every ridge of his abdomen leading up to his tattoos. How could one person be so hot and just...perfect? The thickness of his cock gave her an initial pause, mainly because it was the first time she'd ever seen one in person, just staring at her in its ugly glory—not to mention the intimidating size.

-Is that supposed to fit inside of me?

Her thoughts began to rattle in her head again, forcing herself not to overthink.

Everything seemed to be happening too fast but not fast enough. As intimidating as his naked form was, Caroline knew what worlds it could take her to and she was all too eager to find out.

Caroline always had specific expectations for her first time having sex. It would be after graduation, with Tyler who'd she eventually fall in love with in a luxurious bed in whatever lavish shelter he would provide for their future. Yet here she was—still in high school, with Klaus Mikaelson on the twin sized bed in her dorm room and nothing felt more perfect.

Their lips hovered but didn't touch as they took a second to just look at each other. Unwavering care and love exuded between both their gazes, now rods needed but it said so much. Klaus pulled a strand of hair from her face to tuck behind her ear to perfect the imperfection, grazing his finger down her cheek before kissing her lips lightly.

He couldn't say those three words back to her, not yet, but the way he felt about her ran deep into his dark core. After 500 years of loneliness and deceit Klaus had no idea how love was supposed to feel, but it didn't define this moment; it couldn't. Nothing known to man could ever properly describe how much this enchanting witch made him feel, but he'd give a lifetime figuring it out

Kissing her lips again, followed by her cheek and nose cutely. It was the sweetest display of affection from the whole night making Caroline's heart melt.

Nosing their noses together, he sighed. "Can you say it again, please?"

Caroline didn't need to ask for clarification on what he meant but nearly shed a tear at his strained request. He needed the reassurance, he needed to know this was what she wanted and that she was staying true to her values. And she was more than willing to say it to him for the rest of her life.

She grinned up at him with water filled eyes and her palm on his cheek.

"I—I love you Klaus Mikaelson." Caroline said, fighting away her happy tears. "I love you so much."

Klaus' stomach clenched, but returned her grin as he bent down for another kiss. Being loved by the most important person in your life was a level of euphoria Klaus only just acquired a taste for.

His finger slips down between her parted legs, still kissing her as he felt the moisture at the center of her just if she was ready.

"Just relax, love." Klaus encouraged when her nether walls clenched around his finger. "It will feel uncomfortable at first but remaining tense will only prolong it. So just relax…"

Why was this the first time his words weren't comforting, when she needed it the most? The warning was appreciated but she was kinda freaking out. Not that Caroline didn't already hear hundreds of horror stories about losing your virginity, knowing she was seconds from it herself put things in perspective. How long does the discomfort last? Will he be gentle? Is the pain agonizing? What if Bonnie and Katherine walk in mid way? Is this going to change their relationship for better or worse.

Caroline took subtle deep breaths to ease her mind and body as Klaus pulled his finger out of her.

"If at any point you begin feeling unsure or simply don't want to anymore you need to tell me. I don't care how far along we are, you stop me immediately do you understand? I need to trust that you'll be honest with me Caroline." He gently said staring straight into her eyes

Caroline nodded with a gulp. "I will, I promise."

Klaus situated himself between her legs, wrapping her legs around his torso. He could sense her nerves running on overdrive as the tip of him rubbed her entrance, but he tried to calm her the best he could with reassuring kisses and words. Molding their lips together for a deep kiss as he penetrated himself inside of her.

Her body shook and she gasped loudly at the intrusion. Breaking the kiss to lean her head back onto the pillow with eyes pinched shut, trying to adjust to the foreign feeling of being so full. It was uncomfortable but it hurt quite a bit too the more he gradually pushed himself in deeper.

"Fuck..." Klaus groaned at the slickness of her vaginal walls clamping around his pulsing rod already tempted to lose himself.

"Are you-are you okay?" He asked in a strained tone.

Caroline nodded, eyes still closed as she tried to find her voice. "Yea—yeah." Nodding for him to move.

Taking her permission Klaus kissed her lips hungrily as he pushed completely inside of her, swallowing her gasp. The pain persisted as he pulled out then rammed back into her tight hole as slow as he could manage. Caroline gripped onto his biceps, squeezing them roughly as she directed her discomfort onto her hold. Klaus planted kisses all over from her cheek to nose to throat, trying to comfort her the best he could while also refraining from burying himself in her smoldering heat.

She'll never know how sensational she felt wrapped around him in the most intimate position. Each time he rolled his hips into hers his entire body shuttered and her moans increased.

He kissed the few tears lingering down, whispering against her skin about how good she was doing and how much he cared for her. Propping himself up on one hand beside her head while the other kneaded her aching breasts, giving each equal amount of his attention. Only briefly was Caroline distracted from the pain as she hummed from his talented hands working her body.

Caroline's eyes fluttered and she watched him in fascination. His arm muscles contracting under her fingertips and jaw tightening with every thrust. Knowing he was falling apart simply from her blinded her pain as she concentrated on only him and what he was doing to her. His nose brushed her cheek before their lips reconnected briefly for a kiss, feeling his staggered breath fanning her damp skin.

"You're so beautiful. You're everything..." Klaus' voice raspy, lifting her leg higher around his torso for better access.

She winced at the slight shift in position but welcomed it all. She'd take the pain and discomfort as many times allowed if it meant they would experience this again together.

Caroline didn't know if she and Klaus were forever, hell, she didn't even know if they would make it to graduation. The future was irrelevant when the present was so bright—when her beaming love was so loud. He was the one who taught her how to live in the moment, and right now he was all she needed.

Soon she felt herself slowly moving along with him, bucking her hips up but still letting him lead the dance. A whispered 'I love you' flowed from her lips onto his neck as she repeatedly kissed and bit the flesh there. This was the most intimate she's been with anyone and mentally thanked herself uncontrollably for deciding to wait. To be patient when finding love and finding it in him.

"Caroline." Klaus moaned, and she never heard something so sexy. His lips were everywhere, loving her chest, and it made the witch purr in bliss.

The discomfort remained but the pain completely subsided, as his thrusts grew rougher and more antsy. She was already feverish, bring louder than intended and being grateful majority of students were in the gym. Where they were dancing and hearing the announcement of Homecoming royalty, while the man she loved was making love to her.

Caroline could feel Klaus restraining his movements, fighting off his supernatural speed and stamina for her. Surely he was used to engaging in hard and fast sex but slow and sensual was clearly underrated. She appreciated how attentive and patient he was being, making a mental note to thank him during the next time.

He groaned feeling her vaginal walls clamp around him, the unwound wires in her stomach ready to snap and the intensive girl of her toes signaled she was close. Just a push of stimulation.

Klaus kissed her nose so she'd open her eyes to stare directly into his and the emotion his amber orbs possessed striking a bolt into her soul.

His hand carefully sought between their joined bodies aiming for her overly sensitive clit.

"Come for me. I need you to come for me, love." His gentle demand made her gasp when his thumb vigorously rubbed and pressed at the throbbing nub.

Caroline grabbed onto his back, pulling him closer to reach her peak as she thrashed against the pillow, mouth shaped like an 'O' and body overheating. She knew her release was on the horizon, could practically taste it. Klaus's ragged breathing and sloppy kisses indicated he wasn't far off either.

"Oh my—Klaus!" She cried out in response, her nails digging into his skin as he sank inside her a few more times determinedly as their mouths grew messy and passionate slanted over each other.

A couple thrusts later and she was flying over the edge of pure euphoria. The waves of pleasure hit her like an abrupt current. Hot white bliss colored her vision as it was all cake craving down on her at once. Panting heavily in his ear, Caroline left kisses from his neck to earlobe as he continued rubbing her clit through the orgasm.

Klaus then reached his own climax with a final pump between her nether lips. Spent and content, he dropped his forehead to her shoulder leaving a sweet kiss on her sweaty skin.

They remained there for a minute, panting heavily while wrapped in each other's arms and basking in the afterglow of their post-sex haze.

Caroline just held him as both their breathing patterns began to normalize a bit, running the events of tonight through her head and never panning on it ending with her and Klaus in bed.

A small smile played on her lips as she realized she was no longer a virgin. The experience was nothing like she expected—it was better. Maybe it was because she was doing it with someone she loved but she pitied her friends for never having anything good to say about their sexual moments. Nothing she and Klaus did was horrific or traumatic, nothing she wanted to gossip about yet. This was their moment that she wanted just for the two of them for the night.

She licked her lips analyzing the beautifully flawed man kissing the top of her breasts. Something just seemed different between them already, more intimate and trusting.

Klaus lifted his head to look down at her with those brilliant blue eyes. He was still nuzzled inside of her and frankly she was a bit afraid for him to leave his spot.

Much to her dismay, they simultaneously hissed when Klaus pulled out of her and Caroline already hated feeling so empty. There was a dull ache between her legs so she kept them open for a while longer as Klaus rolled to his side and blanketed their naked bodies with her comforter.

-Great now I need to remember to do laundry now.

His arm around her waist pulled her closer to him where the only barrier was the sheets.

"Hi." Caroline was the first to speak, combing her fingers through his wild golden curls.

Klaus lightly moaned at the affection, pecking her lips and rubbing her nose with his as reward.

"Hi." He grinned. "How are you feeling? Are you okay?"

She wanted to laugh at how concerned he sounded because he had no idea all the dirty thoughts brewing in her head. But she appreciated it nonetheless.

Caroline exhaled, still toying with his hair. "I'm fine, better than fine just a little sore."

"Do you regret it, you know, me being your first time?" He asked hesitantly.

"Never." She confirmed. "It was everything I wanted it to be. I wanted to experience this with you Klaus. There's nothing I regret."

Klaus nodded, turning his head to kiss her wrist. Always craving her reassurance.

She muffled a few giggles at his ticklish facial hair brushing her skin. "How was it for you—I mean how was I since you've never been with a virgin before?"

His eyebrows lifted. "Honestly? The best I've ever had. And before you try to fight me on this, I didn't care about any of the people from my past. They were nothing more than passing time. I didn't want anything from them besides what they could give me. Destined for a lonely immortal life. Lo and behold I was just waiting for you."

Caroline scooted more under his arm, kissing his chest before resting her head over his heart. Klaus kissed the top of her hair before staring up at the white ceiling while holding her securely to his side.

Silence overtook the scene again, nothing except a few people rustling on the second floor and the muffled sound of the music from the dance. But Caroline felt content cuddling next to Klaus and could stay in this position with him forever if she wanted to. A soft smile crept on her face, that was finally unblushing, realizing she was lying naked in bed with Klaus Mikaelson. They just had sex and were now cuddling.

The world was off its axis.

This didn't happen, they weren't supposed to be anything to each other. Even after getting past their biggest obstacles, she still felt guilty for being so happy. How could their relationship be seen as wrong when they made each other feel this loved?

She wasn't sure how she was supposed to feel right now. The deed was done so now what? What were the guidelines for after losing your virginity? Was cuddling necessary? Do they just dress again and go? Are they supposed to just lay in silence or have a deep conversation for what they just did? Is it to be a thing?

Caroline created invisible circles with her finger on his chest, staring up at her amazing boyfriend who was still looking at the ceiling.

"What are you thinking about?" She inquired, tracing his jawline with her finger.

Klaus hummed. "Freshman year orientation. I was standing in the auditorium with my parents, Rebekah and Kol. I remember being told 'that girl over there is a Forbes witch. She's destined to make your life a living hell.' He explained. "Granted I had no idea they were talking about you until I eyed the seemingly timid blonde girl fiddling with her fingers in her seat."

Caroline's forehead scrunched. "You remember that?"

"I remember quite a bit." He said proudly, looking down at her stunned face. "Like how much you hated me before we even formally met."

She scoffed. "I did not!"

Klaus chuckled. "Oh love but you did, despised me even!" He mentioned. "I'm not offended since I felt the exact same especially when we were both appointed faction leaders the following week. It was expected of us nothing personal. Though our first meeting wasn't exactly cordial , you know with you crushing my brain with your bloody mind and all..."

"Hey!" She slapped his chest playfully. "Don't act like you didn't deserve it after I overheard you making a bet that you could, what was it, 'drain that prissy witch dry by the end of the week'? Yeah I remember a few things too."

"I really hate that you remember that..." He said with genuine regret in his tone.

Caroline shrugged, placing her chin on his chest. "Like you said, nothing personal. Our mission was to assassinate each other back then to prolong the supernatural war, I was just sending a message that I was a worthy opponent."

"Message received." He smirked, rubbing his thumb over her cheek. "Life as we knew it will never be again, even after we leave this atrocity of an institution. The legacy of all the boundaries we broke will live on."

"We'll be in supernatural history books." She added with glee.

Klaus concurred with a light chuckle. "After all that's happened between us, words that have been exchanged who would've thunk five years later me and you'd be—"

"In love?"

Caroline wasn't shameful about saying the word anymore. She didn't want to hide it or keep her feelings at bay until Klaus decided he was ready to say the back to her. She didn't need him too when he did just as great showing it to her.

Klaus didn't want her to keep it to herself either, wanting to hear it everyday for the rest of his existence. Wondering how he managed to capture the heart of someone so full of light, who has seen him at his worst and still loved him all in the same. Never did he want to get that close to losing her again, he wouldn't allow it.

He searched for the twinkle in her, looking over her glowing face with a wide smile sketched across it—meant for him. Caroline lifted her head from his chest, giving Klaus the opportunity to steal away another kiss.

Smiling against each other's lips with his arm around her waist and her hand holding his face. As much as his body was stirring to have her again, Klaus kept his desires at bay and lost himself in her sweet lips. His fingertips danced up and down her spine as she pushed her body more into his. Knowing these were the safest arms either would ever be embraced in, never wanting to let go.

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THEY FINALLY FUCKED!

The Homecomig dance finally came and went, oh did I mention klaroline finally fucked? I know this was a long wait but I hope it was at least worth it? There's a couple other big events to happen for these lovebirds before their semester, and this story, come to an end. I think I'll post a moodboard on my tumblr tomorrow so you all get a better visual of the dance and klaroline's outfits! tumblr url: mydarlingklaus

Song playing during their dance: The Good Side - Troy Sivan

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