AN: Written for klaroline AU Week, day 3: Adversaries. A tiny little bit inspired by Pitch Perfect. Prompt by candicemorgan on tumblr, beta work by CKhybrid (thank you, you're both awesome!).
Nsfw.
kc + "you look so good and so many people are trying to pick you up and i can only sit in the corner and seethe, and now people are giving me concerned looks" au (hidden relationship ftw!)
A loud huff escaped Caroline's mouth when the red-head's hand flirtatiously travelled up and down his arm.
Really? The girl should definitely learn better moves. How could Klaus be falling for that? Not to mention his companion had some serious case of crazy eyes going on.
"What's wrong, Care?" Elena's concerned voice rang in her ears.
It's funny given the brunette's stupid rules were what had put Caroline in her current, extremely frustrated state in the first place.
"It's nothing," she bit out, doing her best not to snarl as she noted the way Klaus was leaning towards the girl, as if he wanted to hear her better.
Judging by the way he smirked, he was very well aware she was watching and seething, and he sought out to make her jealous.
Like she would've fallen for that.
They had known each other for almost 3 years, since the first day of college when they had met during auditions for a capella bands. Caroline had got into Mystic Tunes, an entirely female formation that was currently under the reign of Elena GIlbert. Klaus, on the other hand, joined the ranks of French QuarterNotes, ran by Marcel Gerard.
From that moment, Klaus had been doing everything in his power to irk her, insisting she secretly longed to "have her perfect little feathers ruffled". The truth was, she loved antagonizing him just as much. They were both strong-willed and revelled in rivalry, and Caroline enjoyed having someone who wouldn't just try to butter her up to get her into bed.
It was quite the opposite, actually, as he more or less annoyed her into sleeping with him.
Perhaps it was the fact that under all those jabs and quips, lay genuine affection. And maybe it was because the fierce competition between them was an unbelievable turn-on. Until at one of the parties her control snapped and she dragged Klaus to the nearest closet, high on Mystics' win in State Championships.
The problem was that just as Caroline and Klaus revelled in the rivalry, so did their a capella groups. Hence, Elena's stupid ban on sleeping or maintaining any kind of closer relationship with QuarterNoters, under the threat of banishment from the group.
Fortunately, the brunette would be leaving at the end of this year - and Caroline was the first in the run for presidency after her.
Guess who would be changing all the rules then?
As for now, they needed to keep it under wraps, since Caroline had no intention of being sacked from the squad. Carrying on a secret relationship was certainly enthralling, with all the sneaking away and almost getting caught. Yet for the same reason, it was also highly inconvenient.
Like right now, when in the midst of riff off after-party, all Caroline wanted to do was pull the red-head away from her man and smack her hard.
No, she clearly wasn't jealous. At all.
"Are you sure everything's fine? You've been grumpy ever since we arrived," Elena focused her doe eyes on the blonde.
"She's not getting laid, it figures she's moody." You could always trust Katherine to be blunt.
"Really, Kat?" Elena asked in disbelief, "Can you stop being gross for a second?"
"I don't know. Can you take that stick out of your ass for a second?"
Sighing, Caroline quickly fled the scene, the twins' squabbles so not on a list of things to do tonight.
Unlike Klaus. He was quite high on that list.
And perhaps some alcohol, she thought, as he was so damn busy with that crazy girl.
Staring at the wide range of beverages, Caroline went for the nearest bottle of tequila. She was downing her first shot when a rich earthy scent hit her nostrils. Desire flooded her body as Klaus stood behind her, reaching over her shoulder for a drink of his own. Pressing close to her, he made sure that his touch lingered as long as their secrecy allowed.
"Drowning your sorrows after that loss, love?" he baited her and took a swig of bourbon.
Turning around to face him, she countered, "Please...it was all because of one stupid rule. We would've smashed you otherwise."
Leaning towards her, he whispered, "A bit bitter, aren't you, Forbes? Perhaps I can sweeten this night up for you?"
Caroline licked her lips, drawing Klaus' attention to her crimson-coloured mouth. "You could. Won't that red-head miss you, though?"
"Jealous much?"
"Please...Mikaelson, don't embarrass yourself," she scoffed.
After checking that no one was looking their way, he reached out to clasp her wrist in his hand. "It wasn't exactly a no, Caroline. You do know you have nothing to worry about?"
"Of course I do. Still it was annoying to see her all over on you," she admitted.
"I do like that side of you," Klaus quipped, the corners of his mouth perking up in a small smile.
A mischievous glint flickered through her eyes when she asked, "Wanna see more?"
"Whatever do you mean, love?" He cocked his brow in question.
"Meet me in the park outside the stadium in a few minutes and I'll show you," she purred in his ear before walking away.
When Klaus got to the bench she was sitting on, Caroline caught his hand and hauled him towards the nearest grove of trees, scrupulously looking around to check if anybody could see them.
As soon as they were out of sight, her tiny hands pressed against his chest, pushing him to the bark.
"A little rough tonight, are we, love? he taunted, peering at her from under his lashes.
"You love it when I'm rough with you," she said, pulling onto his necklaces and slanting her mouth on his.
Outlining his lips with her tongue, she thoroughly enjoyed each and every crease of skin, her hand diving under his shirt. They melted into the kiss, devouring each other with long hungry strokes. Caroline scraped the lean plates of his abdomen with her nails and smiled with satisfaction when he groaned into her mouth, his muscles trembling under her touch.
"Caroline." His lips roamed down to her neck, then he started sucking on that one sensitive spot just under her ear, making her purr in pleasure.
To retaliate, she grazed his nipple with her fingertips, enjoying the way the taut bud hardened under her ministrations.
Which wasn't the only hard thing, if Klaus' erection poking against her hipbone was anything to go by.
He went down even further with his kisses, nipping at her collarbone, her skin itching with anticipation and want. She had different plans though, as she stopped Klaus from ripping off her top. "It's my turn."
"Really, love? Because I don't recall having mine," he whined, pressing her more into his body.
Caroline smiled devilishly, her hand slowly descending to his buckle and swiftly unfastening his pants. "Oh, you won't regret it, I promise."
Slowly falling onto her knees after she yanked down his pants and boxer briefs, she held his gaze as she closed her hand around his hard cock. Her mouth watered a little when she noticed the veins protruding on it. He was thick and warm under her touch and Caroline relished the idea of him moving in her, stretching her walls and making her whine in need, like only he could.
Teasing him with gentle strokes first, she drew her head closer, her tongue darting out and licking him from base to tip. She repeated the move a few more times, focusing on the veins visible under the sensitive skin, only to pull back a bit, blowing on it.
Klaus hissed in response, his fingers sinking into her curls when Caroline closed her hot mouth around his length. She started sucking him off, hollowing out her cheeks to provide more force to it. Her tongue swirled around him, adding to the tumult of sensations.
"Fuck, Caroline. Just like this, sweetheart," he groaned, his head tilting back and his fingers clenching more tightly in her hair.
She hummed as if agreeing, bobbing her head up and down as she took more and more of him in. Grazing his throbbing cock with her teeth, she reveled in how it tore out a low guttural moan from Klaus.
It might have been petty, or possessive, but she wanted to erase the red-head's touch from his mind. She knew very well she had nothing to be jealous of and she wasn't worried but still, the secrecy of their relationship filled her with this need to brand him as hers, to mark him. To be fulfilling those desires now proved to be extremely satisfying. To do so in a public park, at risk of being discovered, was turning her on even more.
The fact that he was at her mercy just now was only adding to the satisfaction, the grunts Klaus was giving out ringing in her ears like a glorious melody. Her fingers worked the base of his cock as her skillful tongue glided under and over the tip.
"You're bloody amazing," he panted, his eyes heavy-lidded as they met hers.
Looking at him, his cock still in her mouth, Caroline sank her hand under her skirt and thong. She hummed when her fingers thrust into her soaking pussy, the feel of her lips vibrating around him making his knees weak. His gaze turned feral as he watched her pleasure herself, his eyes dark with hunger and fixed on the in and out movements of her digits.
In and out. In and out.
"Caroline, I'm close," he croaked through his teeth in warning.
She drew her fingers back, pulling back her mouth at the same time. Klaus groaned in disappointment that turned into another sharp intake of breath when she spread her juices all over his length and then closed her lips around him again.
It was amazing, his taste mixed with her arousal and Caroline knew she could probably come with just one touch right about now, her pussy throbbing in need. Her digits travelled back to her center, brushing against her clit as she sucked his cock with force.
Klaus couldn't help but buck his hips, his cock hitting the back of Caroline's throat. His body tensed as her delectable mouth brought him to the edge. He noted how beautiful she looked, her cheeks adorned with a blush and eyes shining with lust, her hair disheveled. Watching as she rubbed her clit, he felt the moment her orgasm hit her, with her mouth clenching around him harder while she sucked him off.
He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, and all it took was one more flick of her tongue to trigger his own release, her name escaping his lips. Heat spread through his lower abdomen and his hips jerked as he spilled into her mouth, the afterwaves of the most intense climax rippling over his trembling body.
Caroline swallowed his come, her tongue darting out to glide over her plump lips, savouring the taste of him. He was spent and deliciously sated but the sight made the desire rise in him once more. Pulling her up, he captured her mouth in a hot, fiery kiss, tasting his arousal on her. Cradling her face in his hands, thumbs brushing her cheeks, he caressed her with his tongue, their breaths mingling.
They ran out of air and she drew back, pecking him a few more times before. Pulling up his pants, Klaus followed her moves with his eyes, smirking when he saw Caroline wiping off her smudged lipstick (traces of which he was sure were still on his cock) and smoothing her hair.
"That was…"
"Mind-blowing? I know," she cut in smugly and then added, "We've been gone too long. I'll go first."
"Tomorrow at my place? Stefan is out of town," he asked, tugging a loose strand behind her ear.
"We'll see." She winked at him, then turned around. "Till next time, Mikaelson," she threw him a grin while strutting away, an extra sway to her hips.
"I'll count the minutes, Forbes." Klaus' gaze rested on her, admiring the tenacious beauty and he became very aware of one simple fact.
He'd never have enough of Caroline Forbes.
What do you think? Did you like the smut? Honestly, I think it was my first time writing blowjob scene alone *kinda nervous here*
Thanks for reading and till next time,
Kate :)
