A/N: So at least one person voted for each of the chapter options I was deciding between last time. But one of the three was pretty overwhelmingly what the majority of people wanted so that's what I went with, along with some extra fluff at the end.
-Chapter 12-
Caroline would have expected that Klaus wouldn't let her be alone right away after that. Of course he'd want to follow her up to her room and continue to tease her mercilessly a little longer while she put away all of the things she and Rebekah had picked up together, right? Sure enough, just as she'd begun to take out the first sets of heels she'd picked up to put away, Caroline heard her door quietly open and click shut.
"Look, I know you want to say 'I told you so' a million times and see how strong I am now," Caroline began, still holding an unopened box of shoes in her hands as she turned around to step out of her closet to find him, "But-"
She cut herself off abruptly when she saw it was not Klaus who had entered her room but Elijah. He was standing at her door and staring her down with a darker look than she'd ever seen him wear before.
"I assure you, Caroline, I am not here for anything of the sort," Elijah replied in a low tone.
The moment she stepped through the threshold of the closet, box still in hand, she'd watched him start to drink her in, looking at her predatorily. His heated gaze traveled from her flushed cheeks down to her neck and cleavage, taking in the way her new tight-fitting nude bandage dress clung to the curves of her hips and ass, before ultimately trailing down her smooth legs to rest on the shoes.
Caroline bit her lip and self-consciously put down the box she was holding before crossing the room to stand just a few feet away from Elijah.
"Did you need something?" she asked, coyly.
Something flashed through his eyes, a mix of desire and warning, before he was suddenly and roughly wrenching her into his chest after easily wrapping an arm around her slim waist. She gasped when she landed against him firmly, pressing her hands into him to catch herself.
Rebekah having Caroline had really been the last straw in Elijah's mind. Of course, he too had hoped at least one feeding would happen. Caroline was getting much stronger and faster but she was still very young and very inexperienced. Even though she was technically stronger than any of them at this point, hadn't they all shown her repeatedly at this point how easy she was to subdue? Caroline liked to argue that it was because she wanted them to and, though that was true, it was only half acknowledging the problem.
Either way, between the three of his siblings now having Caroline apparently whenever they saw fit, Elijah was no longer content to remain the noble one for Klaus's sake. He and Miss Forbes had shared many missed connections since she'd arrived to live with them and he knew her ardor and need for him was only growing.
Not to mention, then she'd sauntered into the house wearing those shoes.
He knew that Niklaus wanted to lay down some kind of law and assert some kind of dominance and they were all mostly content to let him put on whatever show it was that made him feel better but this was getting ridiculous. What, did Niklaus think he was the only one falling in love with the girl or something?
Now, with Caroline in his arms again, neither one of them was thinking about the others anymore though. Elijah wanted to capture her soft gasp, so he did by swiftly pressing his lips to her own sweetly soft ones. She unconsciously reached her hands up to grasp his face, trying to smother a moan against his kiss but failing miserably. When Caroline felt him release his hold on her waist just to shrug off his jacket, her hands trailed downward to undo his tie with shaking fingers.
She couldn't help the swell of pure affection that was bubbling in her chest as he seduced her gently but demanding all at once. It felt like every part of her had been keening to let him have her all to himself again more intensely than she'd acknowledged before. The way he was at once bruising with one hand's grip at her hip and simultaneously soothing as the other trailed gently up her side, Caroline could tell he was feeling the same thing.
Once his tie was off and she'd worked her way through a few of his buttons while they continued to kiss ardently, she felt his hand begin to caress up the smooth skin of her bare thigh. His fingers trailed dangerously higher and higher, making her own movements to take off his shirt stall as her skin broke out into intense goosebumps. He smirked at her but the expression disappeared to be replaced by one of genuine surprise when he finally reached the throbbing heat between her legs only to find that no fabric impeding his touch.
Elijah quirked a curious eyebrow at her before saying, "No panties? What an eager little thing you are…" and he suddenly pushed her gently apart from his embrace. "Strip, Caroline," he ordered softly, in a tone so effortlessly demanding that there was no question and it left no room for negotiation.
As badly as she wanted to pout and feel his hands sliding down her back as he helped her step out of the dress, Caroline's hands moved to the zipper in an immediate answer to his command.
She faced him while she peeled the tight fabric off of her and pushed it down her body, first revealing the new lacy black push-up bra she'd picked out over top of — fuck, Elijah cursed under his breath when she stepped out of the dress and he could already see the dampness of her arousal shining between her creamy thighs, beckoning him to have a taste. Caroline blinked back at him coquettishly, batting her eyelashes in that practically obscene way that only a succubus could pull off seriously.
"Rebekah told me this was the kind of dress I couldn't afford to risk showing panty lines in," she explained with a shrug as if it was the most logical thing in the world. But at the mention of her earlier fun, Caroline couldn't stop herself from catching his eyes in a more self-conscious way, searching for his reaction. She knew he'd never tease her like Klaus or Kol but, what if he didn't exactly approve?
His heated glance down to her bare core confirmed for her that whatever she'd done while out shopping was probably the furthest thing from his mind right now.
Elijah validated it beyond a doubt when he said, "Whatever you and Rebekah do on your own time is your business, if that's what you want, Caroline."
She visibly relaxed at his words but he threw her a flirtatious look before adding, "I wouldn't want to stop girls from being girls, after all."
Something about that statement — again, so shockingly Kol-like in his teasing and making Caroling wonder if Kol had picked up some of his techniques from his older brother over the years — practically made Caroline's knees buckle on top of her perilously high spike heels. Elijah noticed and took pity on her, stepping forward to finish undressing her by snapping off her bra from behind her back.
When her breasts were free and she was standing nude before him, Caroline was tempted to immediately launch herself back into Elijah's embrace then and there but, he had told her to strip. So, instead, she bent over at the waist, careful to keep her legs straight, as she leaned over using her cheerleader flexibility to unbuckle her shoes.
While her gaze was directed downwards, though, Caroline was startled when she felt Elijah's hand harshly grab one of her wrists and outright wrench her back up to a standing position. He'd stepped closer to her again, pressing their bodies together and practically breathing into her as he spoke.
"Leave the shoes on," Elijah hissed into her ear sharply, his tone far more severe with her than he'd ever been before. She assumed it was a product of how long he'd been waiting to have her again on his own and, as a result, the rough sound of his voice only served to make her moan out in anticipation.
And once he'd hauled her back up, she didn't have to wait long for him to dominate her the way she craved. Promptly, Elijah shoved Caroline back into the mattress of her bed before flashing overtop of her with supernatural speed. His lips were pressed to hers too quickly for her to even let out yet another groan of surprise. Her fingers were back at his chest to finish undoing his buttons as quickly as possible but, the moment the crisp fabric fell from his broad shoulders he had her wrists pinned above her head in one hand.
Caroline knew she was technically stronger but as usual Elijah still had the advantage. He'd been planning something. While she was still distracted by finally freeing him of his shirt, he stealthily pulled something from his pocket. Suddenly, Caroline felt the familiar sensation of something heavy weighing down her wrists and she looked up to find Elijah steadily binding her wrists together with a thin piece of silk before then tying them to a middle post of her wrought iron bedframe.
"Lily?" Caroline asked, simply, her voice heavy with lust.
Elijah smirked down at her, not answering right away but, instead, trailing his now free hands up her ribcage and then teasingly up the sides of her breasts. When the soft caress provoked the needy gasp he'd been searching for he finally replied, "Yes, the ribbon has been soaked in oil from the flower. Interesting how one fragile little piece of silk fabric that wouldn't even be suitable for binding most humans can render one of the most powerful beings to have ever existed so helpless."
"One of the most powerful?" she challenged him cheekily but he just chuckled in reply.
"Perhaps you should consider the situation you find yourself in right now, sweet Caroline," he replied easily, his rich voice sending shockwaves of desire coursing through her body. "As a matter of fact, no one in this family seems to have any trouble overpowering you at all."
Caroline was about to bite back her typical reply of 'Because I let you. Because I want you to,' but she was robbed of all semblance of thought, when Elijah leaned down to take one of her already stiff nipples between his teeth. Pulled taut between his teeth, he teasingly swiped the tip of his tongue over the very tip of her flushed pink bud.
Her hips sharply ground upwards and she couldn't stop his name from bursting from his lips, well aware that everyone still in the house would know what they were up to by now. When her legs involuntarily curled up around his torso to pull him closer to her, the spike heels of her shoes dug sharply into the skin of his back. The stinging sensation had Elijah groaning out in desire this time and the sound made her smile in satisfaction.
He released her breast to place a trail of kisses across her clavicle, giving Caroline a moment to collect herself and say, "So this is your thing, then?" she asked, pretending she wasn't absolute putty in his hands this quickly, "Bondage?"
Elijah laughed at her again at that prompt, making her feel just the tiniest bit embarrassed when his expression suggested that she'd suggested something amatuer. But, she quickly overlooked the feeling when he stopped chuckling to gaze down at her with nothing short of unadulterated adoration. She had realized before that half of what Klaus was enjoying about her right now was exposing her to everything he'd already learned in a thousand years. Perhaps Elijah felt similarly.
"That's part of it, yes…" he considered. "Though I personally don't consider using a pretty little ribbon to keep your hands above your head truly binding you."
Caroline shut her eyes and swallowed a moan, wanting to maintain some control of things for the time being. But Elijah was watching her like a hawk and wouldn't allow it.
"Do not hide anything from me, Caroline," he demanded. "When you're with me I own your pleasure, every delicious sound you make and every taste of you I can drink in."
She didn't hold back her moan when he said that and began sucking at the skin of her neck while he reached between them to begin unbuttoning his trousers, kicking his shoes off behind him. Wanting to give as good as she got though, Caroline dug her heels into his back again, just hard enough to scratch the surface of his skin, knowing that the scent of his blood in the air would turn them both on. Though she'd stopped drinking it, Caroline hadn't entirely lost her bloodlust.
Elijah growled at her in response roughly planting a hand on the inside of each of her thighs and roughly spreading her legs apart to hold her down to the bed and keep her there.
"Don't move," he ordered simply. When she bit her lip to nod, he released her thighs only to quickly push off his pants and boxers, releasing his erection which immediately nudged between her folds sending a hot thrum of pleasure dancing through her body and making her quiver near-violently.
"Fuck, Elijah! I need your dick inside me now," Caroline begged.
He tsked at her disapprovingly before lifting one of her legs and bending down to lick a sensual trail on the inside of her leg from her knee to her ankle. She whimpered a wordless plea but he just smiled at her before placing a soft kiss to her ankle, toying with the padlock on the cuff of her shoes.
"If I had my way," Elijah said, "I'd lock you up all for myself for a week."
"Too bad there isn't a lock in this world I couldn't break," she hissed out when she felt him guide the head of his cock across her slit and overtop of her aching clit. She needed him so fucking badly.
"Mmm, I wouldn't speak too soon, sweetheart," he murmured, using a rare pet name with her, "Almost anything can be soaked in lily or at least laced with it in some way… rope, leather, chains."
The way his voice caressed over each of those words was making Caroline shiver; his tone was filled with unmistakable promise at the pleasure he could bring her if she was willing to submit to him completely.
"So BDSM, then? Is that your kink?" she asked, baiting him. If he was going to tease her body so mercilessly without relief, she could at least tease a little herself in return.
"I suppose that is the acronym people have appropriated for it these days," he conceded. "Of course, a thousand years ago it hadn't become nearly as popular as it is today…"
As he trailed off, Caroline wondered at the unspoken implication of how long he'd been enjoying this particular kink. Was he implying that he invented BDSM? That couldn't be possible, right? Nervous butterflies hit her stomach in a swarm,
Seeming to sense where her thoughts had drifted, Elijah kissed her softly to soothe her, "Don't worry, Caroline," he whispered into their kiss, "We'll start slowly."
Regaining her confidence enough to tease him again — she was tired of going slowly, after all — she bit back, "No need. I think Kol's probably showed me what to expect."
She was ruthlessly playing off of the palpable competitiveness between the three of them. It worked.
"Kol?" Elijah practically barked, looking visibly affronted, "Please, my brother is little more than a simple sadist." He spat out the last word distastefully.
Caroline thought that was a bit harsh but, then again, considering that Kol had been on her case about agreeing to some Marquis de Sade roleplay for over a week now, maybe not. She was pretty sure that was just a joke, though. Pretty sure. And even if it wasn't, Caroline could never be entirely sure which one of them he intended to have play the Marquis.
"What I do to women is more… well, poetic, would be one way to put it," he began. If it had been Kol or even Klaus, she might have been annoyed by yet another display of obnoxious cockiness. But Elijah had never been the type of man who needed to talk himself up so hearing him do so in a very rare turn of events was actually turning her on.
He punctuated the thought by pushing his cock steadily into her clit again. When she rewarded him with a sharp curse, he pushed two fingers into her slick hole, stretching her wide and scissoring his digits against her sensitive walls.
"I would never hit a woman to make her uncomfortable," Elijah continued, smiling now as Caroline was already showing the signs of approaching orgasm for him while she writhed mindlessly into his hand. "And I wouldn't need to test your limits the way Kol does because I'm already well aware of what they are."
If he hadn't been seriously turning her into a puddle of desire right about now — talking about this as if, after everything, he could still show her pleasure she hadn't experienced yet — the logical part of Caroline's brain would have acknowledged that, wow, they still didn't understand her relationship with Kol, at all. She was beginning to realize the trust issues between the three of them went much deeper than her relationships with them. She knew that both of them had daggered Kol together more than once over the centuries. In the scheme of things, he'd really only recently awoken from his last enforced time out.
No wonder he went out of his way to make them uncomfortable. All things considered, a little passive aggressive teasing that mostly just got her laid was a surprisingly tame way for Kol to blow off some steam. It did make her nervous, though… not entirely sure if Kol was actually interested in her or just using her.
None of this was particularly at the forefront of her mind right now, though, not when Elijah's fingers were speeding up inside her, curling against her g-spot now and setting and unrelenting pace. Caroline was right on the edge when he abruptly pulled his fingers out, all but making her scream in frustration. Her agony was short lived when his hand was replace by his much more satisfying member. The moment he was inside of her, her walls clenched around him hard and Caroline let out a moan more akin to a sob of relief when she felt herself spill onto him.
"Caroline!" Elijah hissed, thrusting into her steadily as she came undone around him so he could prolong her pleasure. Once her body began to still and all he felt were the flutterings of her aftershocks, he leaned down to groan into her ear, "You're going to be the death of me, woman."
He sounded so truly needy, almost primal, that Caroline felt the aftershocks of her orgasm steadily transforming into crests of pleasure leading to another.
"Fuck me harder Elijah, please," she begged.
The growl he released in reply was every bit as feral as Klaus could sound when his wolf side began to show. But before he gave in to her wish, he'd flipped her over, the long ribbon tied to the bed in a way that didn't slow them. Once he'd hoisted her to her knees — carefully still supporting her by her hips since she couldn't hold herself up with her hands bound and weighted down in front of her — he slammed into her from behind, making his tip repeatedly run against a delicate line of nerves against her back well that turned her into a cursing and squirming mess.
One hand holding her at her waist, reached between her dripping folds to trace circles around her clit before rubbing the bundle of nerves directly and harshly beneath his thumb. She let out a slew of incoherent noises at the sensation and she felt him smirk against her back when he leaned down to kiss her there.
"I'm going to taste you now, Caroline," he told her, his voice raw and straining, "When I bite you, you will feed from me as well. And I want you to cum when you do."
His fangs pierced the soft skin at the curve between her neck and shoulder before she could offer any kind of confirmation. The high pitched cry that slipped out of her upon feeling the sharp pleasure-pain, made Elijah roll his hips into hers so sharply and deeply that Caroline just about thought she might pass out from the beauty of the feeling.
"That spot, again," she demanded. He thrusted to hit her there again and, when he did, she remembered to feed, groaning as she pulled his pleasure from him and greedily inhaling it for herself.
Elijah himself moaned at the sensation of her feeding from him as her own sweet blood spilled down his throat. Nothing could compare to the taste of her. Caroline was the most enticing thing he'd ever experienced. The thought briefly made him surge with a sense of protectiveness, knowing that any vampire in the world wouldn't hesitate to drain her dry if they had the chance.
Through their connection as she fed, her succubus powers took over just enough to give her an unexpected sense of Elijah's mind and Caroline was flooded by the feeling of his protectiveness over her. It was so intense and so utterly dominating that it was the final push she needed to feel herself tensing around him a second time.
At the sensation of her walls clamping tightly around him and coating him in her juices, Elijah allowed himself his own release. He spilled inside of her as his movements became jerky and the motions of his thumb against her clit became erratic.
When he'd ridden her through her high and emptied inside of her still throbbing walls, Elijah pulled out of her only to immediately press her down into the mattress, so her breasts were squeezed flush against the silky fabric of her bedspread. Elijah typically wouldn't have let himself cum so soon but, it'd been so long since he'd had her alone, he was simply ready to taste her again. The longer he fucked her and felt her honey essence coating his cock, the harder it became for him to focus on anything other than licking her perfect velvet folds.
Caroline felt his tongue map out a sinful route across the curve of her ass before abruptly flipping her again so that he had better access to her core. He gently spread the lips of her pussy, forcing a sharp cry out of her before she felt him blow cool air softly against her clit.
"Elijah!" she called out, her back arching off the bed so sharply that she felt her pussy come in full contact with his smirking lips hovering just a few inches above her. He caught her beneath her ass, cupping the swell of her curves and squeezing before holding her up to his face to press the full flat of his tongue against her heat.
The pleasure of it had her drawing his energy from him again without thinking, it filled the air around her like steam. But this time, she was the one projecting her pleasure, unwittingly sending him vivid images of exactly what she needed from him.
"Mmm, so you want to feel my tongue fucking you?" Elijah asked, his tone sexily cocky and knowing, "Gladly, Caroline. I'm going to make you cum so hard you'll feel like your pussy is singing."
She wasn't sure which made her grunt out in animalistic lust after that — his dirty talk or the sensation of his tongue plunging deep inside of her or both. Elijah's grip on her thighs, keeping them spread wide open for him, tightened on her when he heard the sound. She was so, terribly, sweet, he could barely stand it himself. Fucking her or drinking every delicious drop from her sopping cunt, nothing ever seemed to be enough. He couldn't get enough of her. It was simply impossible.
Caroline's hips bucked uncontrollably despite his hold on her thighs. The feel of his deft and practiced tongue seeking out every delicate nerve he can find against her tightening inner walls was driving her insane and setting her body on fire. He could bring an orgasm to build within her so quickly it was unbelievable. Elijah replaced his tongue with his fingers. just as he could feel her about to crash down for him again. Beckoning against her g-spot, he sucked her clit into his mouth and swirled the tip of his tongue around it until he could feel her entire body tighten like a spring and then snap.
The scream he was met with was guttural and, as usual, he's struck by how beautiful she sounds when he's bringing her body pleasure. Caroline felt the orgasm wrack through her muscles so sharply that she lost complete control of her body's mindless movements. All she could think of was Elijah, all she could feel was him.
"Yes, Elijah, god yes, it feels so good," she cried, her wrists straining forcefully against the binds holding her down.
When the powerful orgasm finally released it's hold on her muscles, Elijah soothingly stroked up and down her body, massaging her with his powerful hands. He looked up at her, his eyes dark with endless desire.
"Even though you've just fed twice, my dear," he said, sounding more than a little proud of himself, "I must say you're looking a tad worn out. Unfortunately, that last display of yours has more than whet my appetite again."
"Actually," she replied with a grin, "I was hoping you might say that."
"Good girl," Elijah replied, leaning forward to finally untie her binds and let her touch him. The moment her arms were wrapped around his neck, he buried himself inside her to the hilt once again.
For some unknown reason, they'd been afforded the luxury of the rest of the evening together — which Elijah took full advantage of — and they'd ultimately fallen asleep wrapped in each other's arms. While it had been difficult to stop making love for the entire night and into the next morning, eventually they had traded in sex for intimacy, simply wanting to bask in each other's private company.
Despite their lack of one on one time for sex since Caroline had moved in, she had still been spending time alone with Elijah. All of the Mikaelsons had taken turns helping her train and her sessions with Elijah had been heated and fraught with sexual tension. But, other than that, he would catch her frequently just to talk. Discussing history or literature with him had become something to look forward to every bit as much as practicing magic with Bonnie. It was also just one of many, many reasons that she knew she was starting to fall in love with Elijah Mikaelson.
And despite the fact that Klaus had repeatedly told her that he and Elijah would gladly give her anything she desired, Caroline still just didn't feel sure how Klaus would react if he knew the depth of her feelings for both of them. Those thoughts had plagued her somewhere in the back of her mind as she drifted off with Elijah that night but, nestled in his strong arms and inhaling his comforting musty masculine scent, her anxieties disappeared for a short while.
Still, imagine her surprise, when she woke up the next morning still in her bed, with Elijah wrapped tightly around her from behind and Klaus sleeping with his head pillowed snugly against her bosom, looking for all the world like he couldn't possibly be more content. She must have really fallen into a deep sleep last night because she doesn't recall him slipping into her room at all.
Behind her, she felt Elijah stir and then his lips ghosted across the back of her neck.
"Good morning, sweetheart," he said softly into her ear, clearly trying not to wake Klaus, "Did you sleep well?"
Trying not to wake Klaus is a lost cause when she hummed her confirmation to Elijah and the vibrations of her voice had his eyes fluttering open against her skin in the next second.
"Caroline…" is how Klaus greeted her, in a low and lovesick tone, before pressing his lips almost anxiously into hers. He missed her, she realized and her heart swelled for him almost to the point of pain. Fuck she is falling for this man badly. For both of them…
She responded immediately, wrapping her own arms around him so that she can pull him close and she is trapped flush between the two of them.
"Thank you," Caroline breathed against Klaus's lips and he returned a vague noise of affection for her.
"Of course," he said finally, when they broke from their kiss. Elijah was nuzzling into her neck, teasing her skin with his hot breath,
"What time did you come in last night?" Caroline asked.
"Well after you fell asleep," Klaus replied.
"You waited a long time," she said simply, expressing in that thought her silent questions for how he felt about her spending the evening with Elijah alone.
"Well love, seeing you walk in and instantly enchant Elijah the way you did after yesterday's little shopping trip," of course he mentioned that with a maddeningly teasing look, "I remembered that he has a history for certain proclivities."
He exchanged an amused glance with his brother behind her and Elijah chuckled softly before kissing her temple.
"You know I personally prefer to have you free to rut up against me as you please… to feel your nails clawing at my back in pleasure and your beautiful legs wrap around me to pin me to you...," Klaus continued. "But then I remembered what an eagerly submissive little thing you are and I thought… well, who am I to deny you any experience you might desire?"
Elijah took her completely off guard then when he suddenly slipped a hand between her legs from behind, reaching around to roughly toy with her clit. The move has her arching herself into Klaus, who immediately accepted her eager breasts into his rough palms.
"You know very well I am not a selfless man, love," Klaus growled out to her, growing hard the moment he saw lust begin to cloud in her eyes and harder still when he felt her dove white curves in his eager hands. "It's all for you…"
The sentiment alone was enough to make Caroline wet, Elijah's finessed movements only served to already begin pushing her steadily towards a staggering release.
"Well, what do you think, Caroline?" Elijah whispered to her next. "Why don't you cum for Niklaus?"
Somehow the question, in that moment, felt like maybe the dirtiest thing she'd ever heard. Abruptly, her pussy was throbbing with abandon.
"Ohhhh," Caroline whined out. "I'm going to cuuum."
They shared a laugh at the sound of her before Klaus's fingers were on her too, just inches from Elijah's as he pulled and played with her tender clit. Parting her dripping lips, Klaus slipped three fingers inside of her entrance and began stroking her. Caroline's head fell back onto Elijah's shoulder with her mouth open slack in the shape of a silent 'oh!'
Of course when they finally had her cumming all over both of their hands, she fed from both of them at the same time. Again, unintentionally, she caught flashes of their own feelings in that moment. The borderline obsessive level of adoration she sensed from both of them should have scared the shit out of her. Instead, it just made her feel cherished and safe and, of course, horny but, far more importantly… loved and put before anything or anyone else.
"You're so beautiful, love," Klaus said, sounding practically mesmerized when she finally stilled from her orgasm, her body now beautifully flush from the experience.
"She is," Elijah agreed, sounding equally hypnotized by her pleasure.
"Please promise me…" Caroline began when she finally found her voice, "We're not getting out of bed this morning?"
"Love, you'll be lucky if we let you up even once today," Klaus promised, his eyes flashing with desire and devious plans.
"And I have plenty of other means to ensure you're stuck here if you have any reason to argue with that," Elijah promised next.
"I don't…" Caroline conceded, "But that doesn't mean I might not pick a fight with you anyway… just to see what you have in mind."
Elijah smirked wickedly against her neck and Klaus mirrored the look in front of her. Caroline couldn't imagine that she would ever tire of days like this.
It was a little tame for a bdsm chapter but, hey, it's their first time trying this together. Also, POLL - Hot or Not? I really like the idea of Caroline sort of having her own pet names for each of them when they're in private. If I've just made Elijah a bondage / dom type, how do people feel about the Daddy / Princess dynamic in that situation? Part of me is like, "That is really not everyone's cup of tea in dirty talk," and part of me is like "But I think it's pretty hot. He's so much older than her but in that hot George Clooney type way!" So, anyway, I thought I'd solicited opinions on if it was hot or too much?
The Klaroline mate discussion chapter will be next. If you've got requests for how that goes down, now is the time to drop a note here or on tumblr, where I am also AmericanWordsmith.
Big thanks to eleganceundone with her help on this chapter. A lot of this chapter was built from her suggestions!
I really had wanted to update Inferno before this fic but, this Carlijah chapter was just really nagging at me. Anyway, my next update will definitely be on Inferno.
