-Chapter 13-

Caroline was hurled sharply back into a stone wall of the Mikaelson basement without forgiveness. The back of her head caught the rock a little too roughly for her taste, making her hiss, and suddenly the sweet aroma of her blood beckoned through the
air.

In front of her, Klaus noticed, inhaling the air in a sharp breath before briefly closing his eyes.

"You're not concentrating," he demanded.

"Yeah?" Caroline asked rhetorically. "That's a little tough right now…" Sparring with Klaus, while being asked to use her succubus powers full force, was proving to do little more than get her incredibly worked up.

"I know getting over the urge to feed is still difficult for you right now," Klaus replied, circling around her as she pushed herself up from the wall and tentatively touched the back of her already healing head. "That's your main obstacle. You have the
strength to protect yourself from anyone now… learn not to become distracted by the power. You're in control of it."

Caroline brought her hand back from her head, revealing two fingers painted red with blood. The moment he saw it, Klaus's eyes fixated on her hand. A slow, easy smile graced Caroline's features as she sauntered closer to him, hand outstretched.

"Are you in control, Nik?" she asked. She'd just started using the nickname, having been with the family for close to a month now. Her mother had returned from her cruise and they were still using Caroline's typically hectic schedule as a string
of excuses for why she wasn't often home.

It wasn't a difficult ruse to keep up — between Caroline's history of engaging in too many activities at once and her mother's constant schedule that kept her out at night, she was really in and out of her home as often as usual. Not to mention, since
Caroline had become a vampire and finally admitted that fact to her mother, Liz seemed to understand that there would be plenty of nights when she'd be out protecting Mystic Falls and her friends.

So, really, the biggest lies she was currently keeping where that she wasn't a vampire anymore and that she was now not only officially in a relationship with Klaus Mikaelson but… sort of the rest of them, to some extent, as well. Caroline
didn't necessarily feel so bad about keeping her succubus nature a secret, but it was odd that she wasn't sure how to bring up the news of her witch powers. That just felt like something she'd need to reveal eventually.

"We're not talking about my control," Klaus snapped, interrupting her train of thought. Okay, so maybe he was right on at least one front when he got on her case about being distracted. "But now that you mention it, I have no concerns that I should
be able to continue to maintain my composure much better than you've been able to this past hour now."

"Is that a challenge?" she growled playfully.

"Honestly? It was a statement of fact but if turning it into a challenge will make you take this more seriously…"

"Well, seriously, we've been at this for an hour and I think I've made some definite progress! So, can we maybe take a break to do something a little more fun?"

When she asked that, Caroline flipped her hair as she began to turn on the full extent of her succubus charm. She sauntered over to him with slowly swaying hips before placing the two fingers still covered with a small smear of blood against his lips
and painting them. Caroline smiled broadly when Klaus's tongue darted out to clean away the taste of her against him, pulling her hand back when he did. He quickly caught her wrist in a tight grasp, pulling the tips of her fingers into his mouth,
his eyes sparkling with amusement when she shuddered in response to the feel of him sucking the rest of the blood off.

"Please, Caroline, indulge me," Klaus insisted when he finally released her hand. "I know for fact that I gave you a more than sufficient wake-up call this morning. Not to mention, right after I'd found you'd spent the whole night in Kol's bed
which was extremely alarming."

"Alarming for me you mean," Caroline scoffed. "I might as well have made the trip back to my own room. He let me fall asleep there but he sure as hell didn't stay with me. Besides, it was late and you weren't home."

The previous evening had been exactly the only time Caroline had ever spent the night with Kol. Well, in his room, to be more precise. It had almost seemed like Kol picked out times to find her specifically well before the evening hours so that
he simply wouldn't have to deal with the issue of her "staying over" or not. This had suited Klaus just fine, despite Caroline's mild annoyance. At first, Klaus had come to find her wherever she ended up trying to spend the night to ultimately relocate
her to his own massive bed — even if it was her own room in the house, which anyone else might have taken as a cue that she wanted some privacy. Eventually, though, he'd let her have a few nights alone with Elijah and, once, she'd had a completely
platonic and benign sleepover with Bonnie, Bekah, and Elena.

As if reading her mind, his immediate response was, "Yes, I was out all night making sure that no sign of Anita's remaining coven in Alexandria is plotting against us. It took me all day and night yesterday to get sufficient hybrids stationed through
the city. Nevertheless, you could have always stayed with Elijah."

"I'm sorry, are you mad at me for staying by myself or almost staying with Kol?" Caroline snapped. Unfortunately, out of the two of them, she was the only one who seemed actually mad about anything.

The fact that Kol had taken Caroline to bed so late last night, while Klaus was notably absent, had given her a small surge of false hope that his feelings may have been shifting for her. Clearly she'd been wrong though and that just made
her angry at herself for even wanting Kol's feelings for her to be any deeper. Why would she want that? He had the right idea; friends with benefits was the only way for Caroline to go with Kol. Any other relationship wouldn't work
between the two of him, he was just wrong for her.

"I'm not mad at anything, love, I'm just-" Klaus cut himself off, looking uncomfortable. "I'm just looking out for you."

"Looking out for me?" Caroline asked, growing insulted by that. Kol might have been kind of a tool that used women but she felt absolutely in control of the situation! She was only in love with Klaus and… starting to develop noticeably
stronger feelings for Elijah as well but definitely not Kol.

"I just don't want you to get your hopes up with Kol…" Klaus explained. "He doesn't sleep over with women, he doesn't…"

"I get the picture, Klaus!" she said, snapping again because she mostly just didn't want to hear it. "Look, I'm not falling for Kol or whatever you're worried about. I just slept in his bed. You made it seem like you were okay with it happening on occasion
now that I am…"

"The way you are, which is beautiful and strong, even if you are too distractible these days," he told her, stepping forward to cup her chin in his hand and smile down at her reassuringly. "Love, I've reassured you many times now that I'd never try to
make you feed from one source for the rest of eternity. I know you're mine above anyone's. You just have to start trusting me."

Then he leaned to kiss her in that way, the one that suggested she was his, something primal that she sensed at a deep innate level. Whatever it was, this innate bond between them, Caroline had felt shades of its presence before, when
she was a vampire but she'd be careful to ignore it. She moaned when he caught her lower lip between his and sucked at her skin gently. In control my ass, she couldn't help but think successfully.

Now, that she had turned and begun a legitimate relationship with the hybrid, though, it had become impossible to ignor. Oddly enough, however, her sense of this link between herself and Klaus she could only seem to sense through one half of herself…
weirdly enough, it seemed the succubus half of her didn't really pick up on the bond but her witch half sure as hell noticed. As a matter of fact, she'd pushed into Klaus's mind and emotions multiple times using her succubus powers attempting
to get to the root of the mystery but it was like that part of him — of them — was sort of locked off to her. She'd never asked about it yet because, what if he was hiding it from her for a reason? As used to her new powers as she was getting,
she still distinctly managed to feel guilty about trying to invade someone's privacy that way.

When they broke apart she smiled back up at him, basking in the feel of his warmth from her as she drew just a small amount of energy from him. Still, she couldn't quite get Kol off her mind, particularly not now that she was comparing him with
Klaus. Admittedly she hadn't been entirely honest with Klaus just now. Caroline had to acknowledge that as deep as her feelings had started to creep up on her for him and then Elijah — she was less willing to admit the same thing was happening
with Kol, for exactly the reasons Klaus had begun to intimate.

She'd have to be careful about that. Caroline suspected that Klaus or Elijah — or, for hell's sake, maybe both of them — would feel the growing intensity of her feelings for Kol through their connection at some point. And then she'd have to deal
with both of them fretting over her unrequited 'love' and getting regularly pissed with Kol for 'hurting' her. Heck, if she didn't get this situation locked down and taken care of, she wouldn't put it past the two of them to dagger him
again.

But as long as she was in Klaus's arms she didn't need to be getting anxious over any of it for the time being.

"So did I win?" she asked him, "You wanna take a break?"

He scoffed at her, looking distinctly like he was preparing to say something before abruptly she felt herself being flipped backwards over him and found herself landing harshly on the mat behind him. Caroline groaned and rubbed her neck, before glaring
up to him where he was chuckling over top of her.

"If I can distract you with a simple kiss, what exactly is the point of having all this new power, love?" Klaus asked, simply.

"Good point…" Caroline replied and next she was the one surprising him, using her new agility to her advantage to flash back to standing and push him backwards onto the mat. When he fell with a grunt of surprise — though she would acknowledge he landed
far more gracefully than she, catching himself on his forearms — she let out a squeak on enthused surprise.

And naturally, that enthusiasm was short lived when he'd wrapped an arm around her legs to yank her down ontop of him, their chests colliding as she laughed.

"Alright, Caroline, I'll tell you what, we can make a deal. That was the first move you've managed to successfully use on me today," he told her and then pressed the back of her head down to his own into another fierce kiss. He only let the tongues dance
for a moment before he was already pulling away, though and Caroline ground her hips into his in frustrated response. "Maybe we can work out some kind of rewards system to motivate you?"

She glared at him, straddling him and sitting up to press down on his chest with just a fraction of a her strength, "Or maybe I could just take whatever I want. You always do."

His eyes sparkled at her with unbridled lust for the first time since they began fighting when she said that. He'd been almost all business up to that point.

"Oh sweetheart," Klaus breather out in a strained voice beneath her, "I'd love to see you try."

She was so much stronger than him these days, from feeding from each of them as often as she did as well as training with Bonnie, that Klaus legitimately felt momentarily overpowered by her on top of him. The realization again made him thank all
the deities that sprang to mind at the moment that lily existed.

But the whole point of this exercise was to show her was that neither brute strength, astounding speed, nor even her magic would always help her in every situation, not when there were better and older and far more skilled fighters in
the world. So when he locked his legs around her torso from behind, he was easily able to use surprise and leverage alone to somersault them over, nudging a knee between her thighs the moment he was on top once again.

"Shall we establish some rules?" Klaus asked, his tone a mix of inviting and taunting. He wanted her to keep trying.

Her strongest powers thus far were those she inherited from her succubus side. Admittedly, witch powers were harder to control and develop but Caroline had seemed to take quite naturally to her new role as a succubus and her powers flourished along with
her comfortability. As she kept so readily insisting, Klaus did agree with her that they could assist her in times of danger. If any threat ever arose, Caroline could read a person's thoughts or emotions to track what they were planning to
do ahead of when they did it.

Caroline writhed underneath him, pushing her chest into his purposefully and Klaus was reminded of the limitations of her succubus side. There were plenty of people in the world who could make themselves mostly immune to tactics of seduction,
even from a succubus. There were even more who could block out someone from pushing into their mind — Klaus included, as he was doing right now so that she'd be unable to get a clear sense of how aroused he truly was currently.

"Aren't the rules fairly simple?" Caroline answered in a seductive whisper, "It's just like when you get me all hot bothered, holding me down and pushing me back into walls… only this time I'm doing the taking?"

"She says as she's pinned underneath me once again," Klaus narrated mockingly with a chuckle, trailing his hands up her sides only to wrench her arms upwards and pin them above her head. "How do you ever plan to take anything when I have you here like
this? You know if I was a threat to you right now, I'd have perfect access to your neck…"

Well that doesn't sound so bad, was the prevailing thought running through Caroline's mind but thought it wise not to voice it. She knew Klaus's fangs were out but not because he was aroused — well, maybe partially. It was primarily because
he was hunting. What was so frustrating about the situation was that she was hunting too, just using a very different set of techniques.

"I don't plan to make it as easy for you as you do for me, either, love," Klaus promised as he began dancing just the tips of his fangs over the smooth skin of her neck, making her break out into goosebumps. "I'm well aware by now what a glutton for domination
you are… but you could make it harder on us to take you. You are stronger."

Caroline was getting sufficiently tired of his goading by now. It didn't help how delicately he was teasing her neck, continuously raking his fangs over her favorite spots but all under the dangerous guise of being an enemy prepared to rip her to shreds.

Alright, he wanted to play dirty and he kept requesting that she do the same. One thing he repeated to her nearly every time they trained — like he was fucking Mr. Miyagi quoting The Art of War, she thought sometimes — was that she needed
to understand her opponent. Well, she certainly understood Klaus… and she understood probably the one thing that could throw him off guard right now was seeing her in pain.

So, in an uncharacteristic move, Caroline wrenched her wrists out from his hands in an inhuman motion. They popped aloud when she did, almost making them sound like they'd broken when she'd really just sprained them. Caroline knew how quickly she'd heal,
not to mention she had an extremely high pain tolerance. Nevertheless, the sound had Klaus releasing her in less than a second, giving Caroling exactly the room she needed to force her legs up and kick Klaus in the chest so hard that he flew off of
her.

With a guttural sound, Caroline pushed herself up by her still aching wrists only to catapult herself into him, forcing him to the ground by straddling him. She was well aware that she was only accomplishing this due to the fact that his eyes were still
steadily raking of her with concern. Klaus was grabbing hastily at her forearms trying to inspect her wrists but they were already well on their way to healing and no longer hurting. She continued to use his distraction her advantage by grabbing his
own forearms and locking him to the ground using the entire force of her strength, backing it with just a little witchy power to really drive the point home.

"I think I just won," she said, half growling in victory and half purring, not knowing such a combination of sounds was possible but feeling Klaus harden underneath her instantly at the sound.

"That wasn't fair," he hiss back at her. "I was worried that I hurt you."

"Nothing's fair in a fight, you taught me that the first time we sparred," Caroline responded, leaning down to eagerly begin kissing at his neck. Klaus was valiantly pushing upwards against her but she had him locked. Beyond her considerable strength,
she had him pinned in such a way that prevented him from using any of his usual tricks to flip them over or toss her off.

Working her way up to his jaw as she kissed him, Klaus finally closed his eyes and leaned down to capture her lips again. She responded eagerly, still holding him down until he eventually relaxed beneath her.

"Alright, all's fair in a fight but I think you would agree at this point that the fight is over. I've had you down here long enough I could have ripped out your heart three times over," Caroline insisted, pulling apart from his kiss. "If I let go of
your arms are you going to start fighting again?"

Klaus licked his lips, looking like he was heavily considering what options he had, knowing that finally frustrating Caroline enough to make her actually angry was one of them. Instead of answering her outright, he smirked in suggestion of: Why don't you see for yourself?

She gave him the benefit of the doubt and loosened her grip, but not before pushing the extent of her own desire into him, flooding him with how ready she was. Klaus had been hit with the sensation of her need before, but she'd never quite opened the
floodgates like this before. Suddenly he was questioning if anyone could train themselves to be immune to this because, for the very first time, it had rendered him utterly helpless.

Feeling him go slack as she fed from him and their lips locked together again, she released his arms completely so that her hands were free to trail down his chest, before reaching the hem of the t-shirt he'd thrown on to in which to spar. Klaus forced
himself to sit up for her, against the power of what she had just thrown at him, so that he could help her pull the shirt quickly over his head. Even though she'd let him up now, he wouldn't have dreamed of resuming their training, not after the thrum
of her desire that she'd sent through him like a shockwave.

The second his shirt was off, Caroline lightly clawed her nails down his chest, smiling at the erotic growl it elicited from him. When her hands reached the bottom of their trail she began fooling at the clasp of his jeans and allowed him to unclasp her
sports bra, the only thing adorning her upper half, before she shrugged it off.

For a second they were distracted at the sight of each other, back to kissing fiercely and threading fingers through each others' hair to scratch and pull. Caroline yelped, only briefly when she felt Klaus yank her hair harshly enough to wrench her head
back, attempting to gain access to her neck. The move — which typically would have sent Caroline into a spiraling mess of wanton submission — made her unexpectedly infuriated. In response, with a harsh push she had him lying back flat on the
matt again.

"No," she demanded from him while Klaus blinked up at her in nothing less than abject shock, "The whole point of this was so that I could take from you, for once."

"Well, then, by all means, my love," Klaus cooed back in amused indulgence before comically crossing his hands behind his head in a relaxed position. "And, for the record, if I had known you wanted to be in control this badly before now, all you would
have had to do was ask."

Caroline deigned not to respond to that particular statement considering that the truth was she didn't usually like to be the dominant one. It was something about how long he'd been making her train; how long he'd been evading her advance; and
then challenging her… it had been the perfect storm to suddenly turn the tides. Instead of answering him, she locked her eyes with his, watching as he couldn't help but direct his gaze back down to where she'd finished undoing the clasp of
his jeans and was now raising her hips off of him just enough to wrench his jeans and boxers down together.

When his erection was free in front of her, she finally grew impatient.

"Stay where you are," she ordered, preparing to slide off of him to slide off her own yoga pants, which she'd put on sans panties — of course, just in case. But then, Caroline reconsidered, "Nevermind, I'll make sure you do."

This time, instead of reaching out with her succubus side, Caroline began chanting allowed, a slow mantra the Bonnie and she had been developing together to keep someone immobile, at least temporarily.

"What are you-" Klaus began but abruptly cut himself off when Caroline's succubus self sent a calming wave of reassurance surging through him followed by a ripple of pure pleasure that had him bucking upwards for just a second before her spell took hold
and he was firmly pressed back into the mattress.

"Don't worry, it's only for a second," Caroline consoled him, despite the fact that she'd just projected an emotion of calm across him through her feeding. She then slipped off of him just long enough to pull of her yoga pants before promptly straddling
herself over him again, this time unceremoniously sliding her already dripping and ready core overtop of his length, unwilling to waste more time.

They both moaned out at the sensation and Caroline released her witch hold over Klaus to allow him to sit up again. He took advantage of the opportunity immediately and sat up to cradle her back.

"So maybe you were right about how much we needed to take a break," Klaus sighed out as Caroline began to move up and down on his length.

She ignored what he'd just admitted to — despite how validated she felt from the admission — and picked up one of his hands to place against a breast. Caroline knew that now that she'd established firm dominance over their current situation, she'd need
to guide him on what to do. A good sub wouldn't make a move without permission, after all. Elijah had more than ingrained that into her memory several times now.

As his thumb flicked steadily across her nipple and Caroline could feel herself inhaling Klaus's pleasure, she could already feel her orgasm building as she stretched herself wide over him.

"Fuck, you're so lovely, Caroline, "he murmured into her ear as his hands stroked sensually up and down her back.

The adoration in his tone — though largely influenced by how tormented she'd felt throughout their training, as well — was enough to immediately make her cum in the few seconds she'd been freely riding him.

"Oh, Klaus!" she called out, not restraining herself at all in the moment. Typically she was at least somewhat hesitant of her new powers — whether of using them to accidentally force someone to do something they didn't want or to invade their
personal thoughts or otherwise — enough so that she often reigned in exactly how deeply she wished to feed from her lovers.

But, this time, both assured that Klaus was well and truly unable to be too weakened from her feeding and enjoying her dominance over him, Caroline let her succubus powers flow completely uninhibited. It happened while she pulsed around him, in
perhaps the longest orgasm he'd ever given her. Caroline noticed that unleashing her full sexual power over him was almost an anesthetic move, something her powers did to lure her prey into absolute complacency while she fed enough to take their lives.

Fortunately for them both, as an Original and succubi creator, even unleashing her full succubi power only served to fill Klaus with wave after wave of pleasure coursing through his cock and into the rest of his body. The feeling expanded into a rippling
effect that had him spilling his hot seed into Caroline soon after the convulsions of her walls around him began to slow.

They finished almost exactly together with echoing cries. Caroline allowed herself to indulge in her aftershocks as long as she could by riding Klaus's still hard length. It always took him awhile to return to an unaroused state after he came, especially that hard.

"Please, love… don't!" Klaus pleaded all of a sudden, his voice pleasingly desperate.

Caroline knew immediately that he was far too sensitive after cumming so hard for her to continue riding him like this. Momentarily blinded by the fact that he'd tortured her in this exact same position far too many times before, Caroline very
purposefully clenched herself around his length. His response was half a howl of absolute pleasure and half one of genuine distress. Not at all liking the distress half of it, she quickly pulled herself off of him. Still, he let out another feral
and deep groan of appreciation at the sensation of leaving her alone.

"Okay, so I definitely won that," Caroline all but crowed as she lay down next to him and tucked herself into his side.

"Well considering how equally satisfied we both are now, I'd suggest a tie?" Klaus asked, pressing a kiss to the top of her head as she snuggled into his side.

"Hmm, before it was all business but, suddenly, now it's all about who got what they wanted out of sex?" Caroline asked, feeling just the slightest twinge of annoyance. "I thought the point was that I could have killed you several times over?"

She was silent for a moment in his embrace on the fighting mat, while Klaus assumed her question was a joking and rhetorical one. But Caroline was so easily put off. As the high from her orgasm came down she began considering what was happening.

Sure, Klaus had always been infatuated with her and was only moreso now that she was succubus plus more than willing partner. But if there was one thing anyone had ever known about Klaus, it was that he valued self-preservation above all
else. She had several times over exposed herself as a direct threat to him before and now should have been the final nail in the coffin, right?

Caroline couldn't make sense of it, looking up perplexedly to the Original she'd always known to care so fiercely about his life. She would never want to hurt him but Caroline more than felt she'd proved she could. So, where the hell was
his head at?

"Klaus?" she began, not willing to put off this discussion any longer.

"Yes, love?" Klaus replied, immediately hearing the distinct hesitation in her tone. The sound instinctively made him tense, though he coached himself not to pull her tighter, lest she grow wary and refuse to tell him anything.

"I… I am stronger than you. I know I am. In more ways than one," Caroline spilled out quickly, like she so terribly didn't want to say the words that she had to get them out as quickly as possible. "And I can tell you know that too. So… why do
you trust me? Why aren't you concerned I could hurt you?"

Klaus's gaze jerked abruptly downwards to meet hers before she'd even halfway finished.

Though she'd been prepared to keep going with further questions about their relationship, his next words both interrupted her and then startled her into silence.

"You would never hurt me, Caroline," Klaus breathed out, growing hard against her again. "You're right that you most certainly could. But I trust you not to do so… because you're my mate."


Whoa, weird, this story is neck and neck with Inferno in terms of reviews, favs, and follows which is honestly just… baffling but in a very funny way to me. This story is sexy and fun and all but Inferno is like the "good" one - in my mind, at least. Thanks to everyone who's recently joined and reviewed on either story, by the way! I can only blame my absence this time on depression and anxiety. I've been trapped in that horrible space between not being able to get out of bed or do anything while simultaneously having a panic attack over how I'm not getting anything done. I don't honestly know how I pushed myself to finally finish this chapter but hopefully hearing from you guys will motivate me back to life enough to write some more, even if I can't do anything else.

So, I do plan to continue this story indefinitely with no longer arc or planned "end" but, just because I still can't stop laughing over how OOC this thing can get sometimes, here's an equally fake OOC ending: "And the new polyamorous family retired to live happily ever after on a hippie vampire commune together, where they spent the rest of their eternal days weaving hemp hammocks, living sustainably, and kicking around a hacky sack. Caroline and Elijah both got dreads." Actually, I could see Kol really flourishing in that type of environment.

Updates of Wrecked and Inferno will be next, hopefully within quick succession of one another.