A/N: Very long, only roughly edited. Sorry about errors, I will be going back tomorrow to clean it up. Didn't want to wait until tomorrow to publish it since I can never be sure when I'll even be up. :p


-Chapter 3-

"Everything is fine brother dear, I just came to check on our newest little succubus," Kol answered for her.

Caroline was pretty sure her heart was still in her throat from the fact that Kol had been about to kiss her and from how strongly she'd reacted to his dominance over her. She had wanted him, still did, even now that Klaus was right in the room. No part of her wanted to give Klaus the wrong idea about where things were headed but, she also didn't want to lead Kol's never-ending advances on. If that meant being a little more publicly affectionate with Klaus then so be it.

When he entered the room, Caroline composed herself as best she could and rushed to his side to allow him to support her.

"What's the matter?" Klaus asked her, straight away, ignoring Kol's input.

"Nothing, I'm just still feeling shaky… transitioning isn't easy," she lied as smoothly as possible.

Klaus seemed to buy it, affectionately tucking her hair behind her ear and placing a soft and loving kiss to her lips, smirking when he felt her begin to pull in and feed for just a taste of the energy between them. Caroline couldn't help the fact that she enjoyed it, even though she was well aware that Klaus was putting on this display at least in part for Kol's benefit. Klaus was relentless in his need to send a possessive message.

When they parted, he leaned his forehead to hers, gazing into her eyes earnestly, "Can I speak with you privately for a moment?" he asked. "Just in the hall?"

"Of course," she said and followed him out of the kitchen. She immediately tensed and tightened her grip on his hand when she saw several hybrids preparing luggage. "You're leaving?" she asked, incredulously.

Klaus turned towards her with pained eyes, hating the sound of hurt and fear in her tone even as he was simultaneously overcome with happiness at how quickly their relationship was blossoming from this experience.

"You'll be fine for at least six hours now, Caroline," he assured her, "We've seen the transition before and we've consulted the old notes. Now that you've fed from me, you'll be fine for awhile."

"So I just have to wait for you for six hours?" Caroline demanded, not at all sure about her ability to stay here without him. She had no self-control, she'd just proved that with Kol. "I don't understand why you have to leave at all."

"Elijah believes he's located a descendant of Marie Augustus," Klaus said. "She's just north of us in Alexandria, I'll be back in no time at all… if you want me to fix this, she may be our only hope."

Caroline sighed. "Six hours?" she asked, confirming the exact time.

"And you can text me whenever you want," he added. Caroline both hated and loved his boyish enthusiasm. "I might not always be able to answer you right away but I will respond."

"Klaus, thank you so much for helping me but…" Caroline started. "But I don't want you to get the wrong idea. I'm grateful for your help but I'm not even sure what things I'm feeling right now are real and what things are just products of the transition, you know? So like, please don't make whatever this is, more than what it is, okay?"

Klaus rolled his eyes, "Sure, whatever, love," he said before backing her into the hall of the wall behind them. She let out a muffled noise of surprise when he hoisted her legs around his waist and pressed their lips purposefully together again, all but forcing to feed from him as he unashamedly poured all of his desire into her. Caroline was floored; she had no idea how he was opening up the connection between them that she needed to feed or sense his thoughts, emotions, or desires… she'd thought that power was hers alone as a succubus but she suspected it had something to do with the link between their blood.

All Caroline could feel was his unyielding want for her, somewhat undercut by the hot and angry frustration that he couldn't have her at this particular moment and why couldn't he just have her again and again forever? It was kind of scary but definitely sexy and Caroline ground herself into his erection, wishing he would take her against the wall in this moment. The people he'd had milling about to pack up for their trip had disappeared.

"Yes, well, your reaction just then certainly just felt like gratitude," he sneered down at her, knowingly, before placing a final soft kiss to her lips. "Six hours," Klaus promised one more time. "I won't be gone a second longer. Just stay here and stay safe until then."


But Klaus did not return.

Rebekah had set Caroline up in a guest room where she tried to distract herself by reading but failed miserably. Instead, she returned to her old routine of getting herself off. She was having an easier time of it now that she had a fresh supply of memories from several rounds of the best sex of her life. Not to mention her heated little moments with Kol. Not to mention the fantasies about Elijah in the kitchen that kept plaguing her thoughts. She shocked herself when, at some point later, she actually pleasured herself into falling asleep. Part of her brain conceded that the brief respite of sleep had likely only been possible at all because she'd fed from Klaus earlier.

She woke up four hours later, with only two hours left on Klaus's deadline. Figuring she could make it that long, she left the guest room to join the Mikaelsons downstairs again where they were still looking through grimoires long into the night. Still feeling incredibly awkward, Caroline joined them, doing her best to disguise her arousal. Kol would send her heated looks fairly frequently but kicks from Rebekah under the table kept him in check as they all worked and tried not to watch the time. Caroline thought she might have spied Elijah staring at her at several points but when she'd look up, he had never moved a muscle and she knew it must all be in her head.

A quarter till 3 a.m. when Klaus was set to return, they could all see Caroline anxiously watching the clock. He hadn't texted her but she hadn't texted him either. She didn't want to interrupt before he was set to be back in case she accidentally distracted him and made him take longer. Caroline just needed to have faith that he would be back with a solution for her soon…

The Mikaelsons had all been strangely silent for the past two hours since she'd rejoined them but now it was even worse as the minutes crept by. 2:47… 2:53… 2:54… 2:58… The six hour deadline came and went.

Then, seven hours in, they still hadn't heard from Klaus and he wasn't answering their calls. And Caroline was starting to look distinctly grey again And then and hour stretched into two hours…

First they sent out more of the hybrids after him. And then they all got further spooked when Caroline's arousal got out of control again alongside the desiccation process. She'd had to leave the library table with the books to lay on the couch again, wanting to wrap herself around anything that moved in that moment. She shamelessly pressed a hand again herself through the cover of her jeans and Elijah exchanged a concerned look with Rebekah after that. Kol was watching nearby like a cat waiting to pounce.

It hadn't been much longer before Elijah went out himself. He wanted to at least get a sense of how far Klaus had gotten. Had he even made it to Alexandria? Was anyone leaving the slightly northern city with news of any unusual activity? Elijah promised only to leave for a short while to seek out information nearby and lead the hybrids in better instruction. He left things in Rebekah's hands in the meantime. Caroline was terrified.

She had to endure a half an hour with the added obstacle of Kol's constant offers to help her out before Elijah returned.

"You know darling, I really think we could have a lot of fun together…"

"Kol, shut it!" Rebekah would screech before hurling a book at him.

"Do you think Niklaus would prefer it if she died Bekah?" Kol demanded.

"I think he would prefer it if we compelled her a human to force her to transition," Rebekah answered with undeniably good logic. "He'd rather have her as a succubus than not have her at all."

"Look," Caroline hissed out through gritted teeth, half in annoyance at their proposed solutions and half out of frustration with herself because she was seriously considering both of them. "It looks worse than it is. I was this shape for hours before I even worked up the nerve to come here in the first place."

Then Kol was sitting down beside her on the couch, smirking at the fact that she was again at the stage of transitioning where it was difficult for her to hide anything. Kol had a knack for reading body language. Everything about Caroline - from how her breath would catch in her throat on and off after he sent her a certain look to her dilated pupils - screamed that she wanted him. And possibly Bekah a little bit too but, he'd be damned if that would be happening first.

Kol had been with succubus many times in the past. One reason that succubi had died out (well, nearly died out, apparently) was because their blood was all but irresistible to vampires, Kol included although he didn't get the bloodlust typical vampires did from it. More often then not, a vampire would eventually kill a succubus in a sexual encounter, as Caroline almost had with her succubus. This was also likely one of the reasons Klaus was so adamant that Caroline not transition, as he'd need to be protecting her from vampires at every turn. The Originals had never had a problem controlling themselves with succubi, though, and Kol didn't doubt she'd be delicious.

"If you change your mind…" he purred out his tone half joking and goading and half darkly serious.

Caroline forced a scoff out when she wanted to sit up, grab him, and take his offer then and there. She couldn't deny that she was starting to develop real feelings for Klaus; she wished he would come back and was surprised to find herself genuinely a little bit worried about him given her certainty that he would never break his word to her. But transitioning into a succubus, she could feel things innate to her new nature… and monogamy wasn't necessarily one of them. The energy she got from sex was her life source now and Caroline never saw herself as someone exclusively eating the same food everyday.

Not wanting to let her mind wander enough to let her guard down around Kol, and also still feeling genuinely ashamed at her response Caroline rolled her eyes at him before responding, "What makes you so sure you could get the job done anyway, Buddy?" She had said it more to convince herself than she had to get any reaction from him but, the moment she let it out she wanted to take the words back.

Kol actually sneered at her then, looking meaner than she'd ever seen him. But, though he was clearly affronted, the sexual tension between them rose tenfold in the heat of the moment and Caroline's new powers took over to allow her to reach into the connection between them as she had with Klaus. She could hear his thoughts. Oh, that's a fucking challenge, darling. And I accept.

She released the connection to his mind as if she'd been scalded. And then he fucking winked at her. He knew, she realized, that she had been able to read his thoughts.

"Down, Kol," Rebekah hissed again, clearly at least somewhat aware of what had just passed between them and finding the whole situation so surreal it was giving her an anxiety attack.

Luckily, just a few minutes later, Elijah at least returned, as he promised, in the event that he still could not find anything about Klaus. Given that his search was unsuccessful and their attempts to locate him over the phone were also coming up empty handed... they were all beginning to feel more than a little worried about what had happened to Klaus. He hadn't found anything, there was no strange news from Alexandria. Klaus's team had moved so stealthily, so as not to draw attention to their arrival, that Elijah could not track him in this short of an amount of time. Short of going to Alexandria himself, he had no options but, he wasn't willing to leave Caroline. Instead he sent more hybrids with very explicit instructions on how to keep him updated.

Caroline's desiccation was happening so rapidly now that they soon had to make a choice. The poor girl didn't have as much time as she thought in the transition; she had to feed on something. Rebekah looked to Elijah for guidance and Kol looked to him out of interest, knowing that his own opinion would be unequivocally and quickly vetoed. Whatever Elijah said would happen next was the only thing that would be happening next.

His siblings knew him well enough to know that Elijah would never optionally abandon Caroline in this situation. Not only did he truly believe that Klaus would prefer her alive to dead, no matter the costs, Elijah did care for Caroline as well and didn't feel prepared to let anything happen to her. And, finally, some part of him was honest enough to admit that he was clearly at least somewhat enjoying the opportunity he'd been presented with. Every time he'd seen Caroline since learning of Klaus's infatuation it made more sense. Initially nothing more than an intriguing baby vampire, Elijah had also come to appreciate the fierce light shining within the girl that Klaus so often spoke of.

He'd be more than happy to assist Caroline in staying alive without transitioning until Klaus got back. His enthusiasm didn't make the situation any less complicated, though.

Which was why the remaining Mikaelsons left to watch over Caroline currently found themselves in a bit of a quandary. They needed to keep Caroline alive, obviously, but Klaus was going to be more than unhappy with whomever was called upon to do what was needed. The blonde, though, squirming wantonly on their couch, was fading fast.

"Are we sure there isn't a way she can just get herself off… a loophole around this?" Rebekah asked.

"I've tried everything, trust me. I went through a lot of options before I worked up the nerve to come here, obviously," Caroline snapped, squirming in a mix of pleasure and clear discomfort.

She couldn't help it when her explanation was punctuated with a sharp and heady moan. She was past the point of embarrassment, she was just scared. Elijah, ever the gentleman, had been avoiding looking at her except when they were specifically speaking to one another. Rebekah was also avoiding her eye but out of discomfort. And she couldn't help but be concerned by how the breath clearly caught in both of her brothers' throats when they heard the sound, even if Elijah was still keeping his back carefully turned from everything.

On the couch, Caroline pressed her legs together tightly, trying to find some friction. Kol's eyebrows jumped up in amusement as he watched her try to find relief. At this point even his typically unflappable indifference had morphed into a vague hope that they'd be able to help the poor girl. But, that didn't mean this wasn't quite a bit of fun in the meantime...

Kol was unabashedly raking his gaze over Caroline's aroused form, again and again. It was something he most certainly would not have had the gall to do with Nik around but, the moment Klaus had left the premises to chase the lead to curing Caroline, Kol had made a blatant show of being hypnotized by Caroline on the couch. Kol was no stranger to sex; he typically prided himself of being the most depraved of his siblings in the sex department. But he'd never seen anything like this. Even in her deathly pallor, an aroused Caroline arching her back upwards to push her nipples at the fabric of her shirt was one of the most magnetic sites he'd ever seen. He could now understand why Klaus had so desperately wanted a taste of her all this time. Who would have thought the formerly prim little baby vampire could come undone like this?

"Please," she begged to none of them in particular, "I need help. I can't keep waiting."

Her eyes were closed in shame at that. Elijah's heart lurched for her. She was truly humiliated but she didn't need to be. This wasn't her fault; if anything it was theirs. Gods we should have made sure they were truly gone when we first suspected they'd died out, he thought.

"I'm out of the running for this one," Rebekah declared immediately in response to Caroline's plea.

Kol rolled his eyes. "Please, Bekah, you've been openly bi since before Klaus daggered me but I had it figured out long before that," Kol called her out. "And you have a thing for other blondes. I think part of you has always wanted to have a doppelganger."

Rebekah blushed letting them all know that he'd hit close to home with that guess.

"But I've already offered, darling, if you feel you're in need of assistance right now…" Kol purred, striding over to the couch to lean over top of Caroline, nudging a knee between her eagerly parting thighs.

She immediately rubbed her throbbing and wet core against him, reveling in the slight extra friction the fabric of his jeans provided, basically dry humping him without control. She let out a breathy sigh at the feeling and Kol found himself leaning in, wanting to suck in everything she had to give out in the haze of her lust. At his motion, she could feel him breathing against her neck, hot and demanding, and she remembered the feel of his lips on her in the kitchen. Caroline's back arched upwards so that she could feel her tightening nipples straining against her bra before crushing the length of her torso against his, not giving a damn who saw them in that moment.

Oh, what a perfectly sweet little toy. He bet she tasted like peaches. He bet she'd enjoy fucking both Klaus and himself, the dirty little thing, Kol thought to himself as he enjoyed in the feel of her soft body writhing against his and her succubus powers, unbeknownst to her, sent pleasurable little sparks of arousal coursing through him.

"Kol," Elijah hissed in deadly warning, "Remove yourself."

Kol was well enough versed with Elijah's tones to know which ones to obey immediately. In a flash he was off of Caroline, who whimpered in protest, and he had taken a seat next to his sister across the room. He at least had the decency to turn his body at an angle in the chair that hid his hard member straining against his jeans, completely ready for her.

"Apologies, Elijah, I didn't realize you wanted to be in the running as well," Kol joked. But at Elijah's uncomfortable silence he let out a disbelieving laugh. "You do? Ha! Caroline, you little minx!"

She couldn't help her response that time either. Hearing Kol use a word like "minx" in that sexy goddamn accent had her bucking her hips into the air to meet an imaginary partner.

"I do think," Elijah said next, "That if any of us are to do this… if any of us needs to help her before Klaus returns... I would perhaps be the best option. Rebekah has made it clear she's not interested and, let's be honest, Kol you do not exactly have a history of noble intentions. Klaus is far more likely to see me as doing what had to be done and you purposefully taking advantage of this situation."

'It's strange that I feel this way but, I won't deny that I do agree with that logic…" Rebekah admitted.

Kol huffed in annoyance, "What about Tatia?"

"Caroline is not Tatia. Caroline is a succubus, not a creature easily 'stolen' to begin with. It is part of her basic nature to feed off of more than one creature now to stay alive. Klaus knows this as well as any of us do because he helped create the spell that made them… in fact it might be safe to say he was more involved with its development than any of us," Elijah argued. The one thing they all seemed to agree on was the fact that this overriding sense of familial guilt for creating succubi in the first place and putting her in this position, lead to a lot unusual and extenuating circumstances.

"Why don't we ask Caroline who she prefers? It should be up to her!" Kol tried, one final time, when Elijah's reasoning won out again.

"I don't care, just do something," she pleaded, the feeling of desiccation now reaching a new and startling intensity that made her survival instinct kick in on overdrive. Her eyes were completely lackluster. Elijah didn't need to be asked twice.

"Rebekah, Kol… leave us, please," Elijah ordered simply.

"'Lijah are you sure-"

"Now, Rebekah."

They left but, not without a considerable amount of grumbling from Kol about how this wasn't fair at all and shouldn't he at least be given a fighting chance?

Elijah stood over top of her to survey her writing form, raking his eyes over her while wondering what would be the best way to proceed. Caroline was sure looked like a mess but she couldn't bring herself to care. Instead, she surveyed the crisp lines of his perfect suit, biting her lip when it clicked in her brain just how attractive the man in front of her was. But what he said next wiped every dirty thought clean from her brain.

"I'm tempted to treat this almost clinically," he began in soft consideration, though he had a feeling he'd never possibly be able to follow through on that when he was dealing with the flushed and panting goddess in front of him.

But everyone had seen how Caroline had allowed Niklaus to hold her and clutch her hand after they'd made love. She still didn't look like she was ready to accept Niklaus's offer of always and forever quite yet but there was no doubt that something had changed between them now and Caroline was starting to care for his brother in return. As much as he may have wanted to selfishly indulge in the woman before him - and also save the poor girl's life and Niklaus's heart - if she was falling for Niklaus, it was unlikely she would genuinely want to do this with Elijah. But she didn't want to transition either.

"You seen loyal to Niklaus, I don't want to make you uncomfortable but you must understand… if you were to die…" Elijah followed up. Unfortunately, Caroline was still reeling from what he'd first said, having misunderstood his meaning, unable to read his desire for her in the haze of her own spiraling emotions. Treat the situation clinically?

Caroline scoffed when he finished. The truth was that yes, she had been developing feelings long enough for Klaus that even she would consider herself foolish for not admitting a burgeoning sense of loyalty. But, now that she was transitioning, she had new desires. And practicing monogamy, according to those new desires, wasn't an unequivocal way to show your loyalty. Plenty of people were living happy polyamorous relationships these days… It was the 21st century after all, right?

Not to mention, she and Klaus weren't even in an official relationship yet! She could admit now that she'd been interested in him for awhile and definitely still was now but… perhaps under new parameters?

Plus, the prospect of being with Elijah was exciting. Prim, proper, just begging to be fucked into a frenzy that forced him to be just a little less appropriate than usual. Caroline had fantasized about Elijah more than just once before this whole mess began.

The problem was, it now appeared that Elijah didn't have any real interest in her. Treat the situation clinically? she asked herself again, a second disbelieving time. He was only doing this to save their asses from Klaus.

Almost seeming in read her mind or, at least her discomfort, Elijah quirked his head in confusion at her scoff.

"Please tell me what is the matter Caroline, I do not wish for this to be an unpleasant experience for you," he said.

He had reached over to tenderly stroke her upper arm and she vaguely realized that at some point he had stopped calling her Miss Forbes and started calling her Caroline. She wrenched her arm away when telltale goosebumps broke out across her skin but it was too late. He had noticed and was smirking at her, clearly amused.

"Playing hard to get?" Elijah asked, his tone so blatantly flirtatious that even Caroline didn't miss it. Despite her confusion at this sudden turn in the conversation, her pussy clenched in response. She'd never heard Elijah use a tone like that… almost sounding like Kol in how he baited her. He spoke with a confidence that suggested it didn't really matter what walls she put up right now because he knew exactly what buttons to press to have her moaning out his name like he was playing an instrument. Apparently this was a talent that all the Mikaelson's possessed in some form.

She snarled back at him in response, still offended, "Excuse me for not being excited to bone someone who is clearly just doing this to save his own ass. Go ahead! Start being clinical!"

Elijah did something very unexpected at the end of that short rant. He threw his head back and let out a loud, disbelieving laugh. Caroline couldn't hide the deep and angry blush that spread hotly across her cheeks.

"Don't laugh at me, this is hard enough as it is!"

Elijah immediately collected himself upon sensing her distress and looked down at her fondly.

"Forgive me Caroline, I was not laughing at you," he explained. "I am laughing at the absurd notion that any heterosexual man would not be more than interested in… well, assisting you at this particular moment, myself included."

Caroline's eyes widened an infinitesimal amount and she swallowed, waiting for him to continue.

"I only offered to be clinical out of respect for anything you might be feeling for my brother but perhaps I was wrong to assume…" Elijah began before finally taking a seat next to her on the couch. She was still laying there intermittently writhing and clenching her things together as firmly as possible. He, of course, was sitting perfectly still and postured, the only sign he was feeling casual that one ankle was crossed atop his knee as he regarded her. "Rest assured that if you prefer to be seduced, it would be my absolute pleasure."

Caroline involuntarily arched her back off the couch at that statement, spoken so slowly, his voice caressing each word as his gaze bore into her. She shuddered violently, having to force herself to calm one last time before she finally gave in. Though monogamy was no longer part of her basic instinct, honesty and treating people with respect still were, so she made sure that Elijah knew the truth of what she was feeling.

"I am starting to feel something for Klaus," she admitted, holding his gaze as steadily as possible while he still examined every inch of her, unabashedly, even as she spoke of his brother. "But it still scares me how much he wants me, maybe now more than ever. As long as I'm like this… I don't think I would ever be able to commit to one person."

"Hmm," Elijah considered for a moment, pulling her legs into his lap before finally looking her into the eye to give her concerns the appropriate attention required. Caroline hadn't bothered putting her boots back on since she and Klaus had… well, anyway, Elijah was using the opportunity to his advantage to begin getting her to calm down. Her every response was still wired and skittish, despite the desiccation process.

She moaned out when a strong hand grasped the arch of her foot to begin massaging her. Immediately, every muscle that she'd been holding taught relaxed and she sank into the couch, enjoying just how it felt to have him touch her. He was starting slow. She could appreciate that.

"Don't worry about Niklaus, for the moment, I have a feeling that his guilt over our part in your predicament will have him more willing to acquiesce to your new needs and desires than you might think," Elijah said. "Beyond your feelings for Niklaus… how do you feel about this new change? As a vampire, you seemed very unlike the type of woman to ever consider straying outside the confines of a two-person relationship, even for fun. In one day, that has all changed. What are you thinking?"

Caroline shook her head, "Well, Klaus still needs to come back with a way to stop the transition…" she began lamely. What if Klaus didn't make it back and she had to chose? What if they forced her to turn? What if she kind of… wanted to turn. Strangely, the longer she'd been in the Mikaelson's home tonight, the more right things had begun to feel to her.

Transitioning was a bitch, turning into a vampire came with its own slew of painful tricks and becoming a succubus was no different. Nevertheless, since she'd fed from Klaus, had moments with Kol, actually managed to garner Rebekah's genuine concern and, now, was about to have Elijah (who wanted to have her)... Caroline was beginning to feel a different sort of power, heightened even over that of a vampire's. And she wasn't sure she was quite willing to let it go.

"Look, she tried again, I'm not sure how I feel about that change permanently," she said. "All I know is that right now it feels pretty fucking good… being wanted by two men. Two Originals."

Elijah quirked an intrigued eyebrow at that coquettish and honestly dirty little response. Wasn't he supposed to be seducing her? Barely a day old succubus, not even fully transitioned, this won't do.

Not content to draw out their conversation any longer and keep giving her the upper hand, Elijah pulled Caroline up after snaking an arm behind her back and locked her into a demanding kiss. The move was so quick and sure that it caught her completely off guard. A more novice love interest - i.e. still most of the men Caroline had personally gotten to know, minus her nameless succubus and Klaus, of course - would have used her surprise as an opportunity to immediately assault her with their tongue but Elijah had promised seduction.

Instead, Caroline felt her lower lip being slowly and softly between his own before pressing his lips fully into hers. And in under a second she could feel herself pulling from him. Sensing his arousal, she channeled the sensation into a connection between them and began to feed through the intensity of their kiss.

Elijah experienced the same feeling Klaus had - the same feeling they all had when sleeping with succubi in the past but not quite at this level - like she was touching him everywhere all at once and almost like he could sense her own pleasure. She continued to feed on the aroused energy in the air around them for a few moments after he parted from her briefly to survey her. Her skin was no longer grey but flushed a lovely pink from her lust. Her eyes were half lidded and she breathed in deep relaxation as they both enjoyed the moment.

Looking down, Elijah could see that her legs had left his lap to curl up around either side of his torso, where she was rutting up against him without even realizing it, so it would seem. He could smell her arousal and he hardened even further for her; he'd been able to smell her overbearing desire all day, actually but, in this moment it had just grown so intense that it took much more willpower than he'd ever experienced with a lover before to stop himself from immediately taking her right there.

Instead, he flashed her off of the couch and into one of their high-backed antique brocade fabric armchairs. It wasn't nearly big enough for the two of them but that clearly didn't matter as Elijah was resting casually on one knee in between her legs at the chair, hoisting first one leg and then the other over each arm of the chair so that she was open wide in front of him.

She bit her lip in anticipation but he was working too quickly for her to even have to wait very long. He moved with a purpose that suggested he almost didn't need to read her body for signals on what she needed because his knowledge of what to do was just so innate. With any other man that would have intimidated her. It did even a little with Klaus, though she knew deep down his love for her overrode any need to feel jealous. With Kol it outright terrified her. But with Elijah it was just kind of surprising and sexy. Particularly when she knew he was about to strip her but he was probably going to stay in that devil's suit of his.

Before she had a second to further indulge in her ogling, though, Elijah had both hands firmly wrapped around her hips and was yanking her to the edge of the seat until her ass was nearly off of it. He tenderly lifted her and smiling when she knew what he wanted and assisted him by undoing the clasp of her jeans. Caroline let out a breathy gasp when she felt the cool air hit the bare skin of her thighs when he gently pulled down her jeans with her panties in a quick fluid motion. She groaned when the air came into contact with the heated flush of her dripping center.

Elijah only allowed himself a split second to indulge in the scent of her. He'd been imagining this moment, unsure if it would ever happen, each time he'd caught a trace of her around the house since she arrived. But now, burying his face into the spot where her inner thigh met her womanhood, Elijah could smell how indulgently sweet she truly was and he finally understood why Niklaus was so hooked - she was intoxicating. But he didn't have time to dwell on his own persistent ache for her; if Caroline wasn't taken care of they might lose her and Niklaus's wrath would know no limits.

When she felt his tongue trace a slow and sensual lap around her outside lips, Caroline's back arched so intensely in pleasure that she thought she might pop out of the chair. .

"Yes, Elijah!" she screamed out.

And in that moment, Elijah knew he was done for because her throaty shout was just about the sexiest thing he'd ever heard in his life. It was like a siren song. What else could he get out of her?

Using two fingers, he parted her folds. With his free hand, he lifted one of her legs to rest her foot on his shoulder so that she was opened even wider for him. There would be time for teasing later. So because she needed this now, his tongue made a direct line for her clit. With several practiced flicks, he began to torment her, making sure to pay close attention to the delicate nerves along her inner lips as well.

"Fuck, fuck, Elijah, that's so good," Caroline cried out. "It feels so good, don't stop."

Apparently this was just how the Mikaelson men fucked her - starting off by lapping at her like she was water in the desert.

Bloody hell, she was so reactive. Her panted words were rewarded with the addition of two of Elijah's fingers inside of her and, oh, his hands were huge and his fingers were long. Smirking against her already tightening center, he began to crook his fingers in and out of her. He started gently but quickly worked up to an almost unreal pace, using his supernatural speed and always pressing firmly into her g-spot but toying with her as he did to find her favorite motions.

He found one spot that made her buck upwards so violently that she was literally sitting completely upright and almost out of the chair with her core still pressed into his face. Elijah used his free hand to slide around her so he could grip her ass and hold her upright like that, enjoying how much closer it brought all of her to him.

"Elijah, I'm close," she was able to get out through a torrent of delicious and husky moans. He stopped stroking her clit with his tongue to fully suck the bud into his mouth, squeezing it intensely between his soft lips as he rubbed them together and Caroline swore she felt herself crack in half from the pleasure.

She came. Incredibly hard. Screaming out his name in a deeply guttural voice she barely recognized as her own, Caroline let her body go limp as the sparks of her orgasm crescendoed into explosions throughout her body and each of her limbs down to her fingertips and toes. Elijah was supporting her by cradling the small of her back almost lovingly. He slowed his ministrations as she rode out her orgasm, so as not to overwhelm her.

Feeding while she came was becoming so instinctual now that the sensations blurred into one another, culminating in one unbelievably wave of pleasure after another… some that felt distinctly like her own and others that were mixed with the sense of Elijah's enjoyment of her. He stood up only to lean down and kiss her again, this time allowing her to dominate and sneak her own tongue along his own for a taste of herself. They moaned together at the feel of the kiss, Elijah's hand pressed intimately into the back of her neck before standing up again to look at her. She was naked from the waist down and she'd dripped all over their chair and Elijah wasn't sure he'd ever seen anything so lovely.

"Now I do believe," Elijah began in his velvety smooth deep voice, "That Niklaus mentioned if you were left thoroughly satisfied it seemed to buy you some time before you began to desiccate again."

"Yes," Caroline agreed, her tone totally spent. To be honest she'd never heard him say that to Elijah but they had spent some time talking without her before Klaus had left. She was honestly more surprised, in this moment, that she could muster up the energy to answer him at all.

He looked at her fondly before lovingly raising her arms for her to peel off her shirt and running the palm of his large hand over her almost naked torso from where her breasts pushed at her bra begging to be set free to the top of her mound.

But Elijah was only gentle in small, indulgent doses. In the next second, he was yanking Caroling upwards and forcing her into one of the few free walls of the study, his erection pressed into her from behind. He traced his fingers along the curves of her back, toying with the last piece of fabric covering her. Savoring her contented little sigh and marveling over what a temptress she'd turned out to be, he slid the straps of her bra off her shoulders before unclipping it in the back with a seasoned flick.

The sensation of her swollen breasts finally being set free caused her to hiss out a long and agonized "Yes…" before she surprised them both by sitting up to press Elijah's lips into her own. Oh, fuck, she was too sweet. Elijah knew he was in trouble. Until today he had only ever been interested in Caroline because of Klaus's fascination. But now, he was almost sure he could never give her up either.

Now that she was finally naked, he wasn't content to take her from behind like he would have some tawdry barmaid in the 1500s. He flipped her around so that now her back was pressed into the wall and lifted her legs around his waist so he could hold her up comfortably and leaned in to capture her soft lips again.

Caroline was arching her back into the wall so that her soft breasts pushed against his firm chest for relief. His cock twitched when he felt how hard her nipples were. He broke their kiss so he could survey her features to decipher what she needed and saw that her breasts were all but swollen with desire. A gentleman would never leave a goddess like this in such a state of discomfort. Without prompting, he dipped his head to take a rosy peak into his mouth. She hummed in delight.

A sharp ring broke through the air, starling them both apart. Caroline winced at the sound, recognizing the ringtone immediately.

Klaus was finally calling.


So if I was trying to be legit with this fic... none of the other Mikaelsons would dare sleep with her and they'd force a compelled human on her and Caroline would be completing her transition into a succubus right now and only limited types of smutty goodness would follow. Hence, sorry about our first OOC decision in the fic. Next chapter won't be a peach either with Klaus's reaction but I'll do my best. The guiding philosophy is still that I will be slightly OOC for the sake of smut.

I hope the Carlijah wasn't too much of a tease, there will be plenty more to come! At this point she's very much still feeling everything out with Kol and Elijah because she has no history with being anything more than fleetingly attracted to them up until this point. Plus, no one has a clear handle on how Klaus will react so everyone is treading carefully. Except Kol. Next chapter will definitely be multiple pairings (Klaroline, Carlijah, and Koroline) and possibly the first threeway but no promises on that. That scene may be need to play out later but next chapter would be the earliest I could see it. All your other suggestions are awesome and I'm definitely already sure you'll be seeing some of the specific stuff you've asked for in upcoming chapters!

What else would you like to see happen? How do you think Elijah will react to being interrupted? Thanks so much to everyone who reviewed, your response pushed me to write one of my longest updates on any fic ever! Can't wait to hear what you thought of this update.