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Here we have just a few fluffy mini drabbles from the writing meme I did on tumblr. They might be bordering on nsfw side a bit in some places, not much, just a warning so no one reads anything that they don't want to :)


Klaroline + "Why does anyone have to be naked?"

"This is so not fair," Caroline grumbled, completely outright about her annoyance with the current state of events.

And her clothing. Or lack thereof.

"Now, sweetheart, let's not say things we don't mean. All these scratches on my back tell me enjoyed it as much as I did," the annoying man lying right beside her on the floor sent Caroline his signature smirk.

A momentary lapse of judgement (or perhaps not so momentary, in fact, it had been building up for months now) and she had found herself stark naked in some fratboy's dormroom, with an equally naked Original Hybrid by her side.

Yes, Klaus had kept stalking her even in college.

"Can you still can it stalking, though, love? You called me this time, remember?" Klaus grinned entirely too pleased with himself, his fingers busy with stroking her hot skin.

Which proved to be extremely distracting, given she had just voiced her thoughts out loud.

"Distracting for Caroline Forbes? I've never been more proud of myself," the hybrid mused, his lips licking off the droplets of sweat from her forehead.

Again, Caroline?! Keep it together. All the orgasms must have melted some of her brains cells a little.

She didn't know what had prompted her to call Klaus this evening. Perhaps it was because Elena had ditched her again to spend time with Damon, as if she hadn't been doing it all the time already. Or maybe the party was just too lame for her taste and after the refinement and suave manners of a certain Original, she could only view the frat boys around her as a blood source.

Whatever it'd been, she'd called and Klaus had come, as she knew he would. He had scrunched his nose at the noisy tasteless excuse of a party, as he deemed it but as soon as Caroline had grabbed his hand and pulled him to the dancefloor, his complaints ceased.

The humid air, the heat of their bodies and the stolen blood flowing in their veins - she blamed it all on the position she found herself in now.

And all the other positions they had gone through the last few hours.

They had danced for a while, their bodies molded together as close as possible and then, all of a sudden, Klaus excused himself to go find some drinks in the wretched place.

He had left her alone and so she had found a drink of her own. From some way-too-handsy fratboy and it was her favourite - B+. Glassed had fallen from the hybrid's hands as he'd come back from the bar. His eyes darkened dangerously when he took her in, her red eyes and veins under them, so glorious in her predatory ways. She extracted her fangs and compelled the boy to forget, slowly licking off the remaining blood off her lips as she looked at Klaus.

She barely had time to revel in the taste before his mouth took over hers and she was flashed upstairs, no regards for the crowd around them. They staggered to the nearest room, hurriedly losing their clothes on the way and the moment the door to the nearest room shut behind them, he was buried deep in her heat.

And as toe-curling as it had been, it had also felt right.

"Ugh! Can you stop being so goddamn smug? I'm having a crisis here!" she hit his chest, huffing.

"Scared of finally admitting our connection?" Klaus cocked a brow at her.

"Yes!" Caroline agreed angrily, causing him to look at her in surprise that she indeed acknowledged what they had between them. Straddling his waist, she looked at him earnestly, finger tracing the rugged line of his jaw and cheekbone. "There is something between us. There.I said it," she let out as Klaus beamed at her.

"Just why do we have to be naked now, you made me all those grand promises of cities and last love so I want proper courting and dates!"

"Oh, worry not, Caroline. There will be dates," he promised, his eyes flashing with yellow as he flipped them over and went on to ravish her all over again.


Klaroline + "I am alive...I can tell because of the pain"

"Did you sleep here, love?" Klaus' incredulous tone cut into Caroline's throbbing head like a knife, the young vampire letting out a painful groan.

"Shh," she hushed at him from the bathtub she had been sprawled in, her clothes in total disarray.

The blonde's unusual dishevelled state had been no doubt the consequence of her outing with his sister, the two hitting it off after the decades of petty fighting.

Well, even as best friends, they still fought just as much, if not more.

Klaus had spent the night in his studio, a typical occurrence when Caroline had gone out with Rebekah or the Pesky Quartet, as he christened Kol, Enzo, Marcel and Lucien.

How utterly irritating it would be, to sleep in their king-size bed alone, without Caroline's whole body wrapping itself around him.

Another series of grunts filled the bathroom when she made an unsuccessful attempt to get out of tub.

"Rough night?" he couldn't help but feel a little smug, for it was clear Caroline would be better off if she'd spent the night with him.

He had tempted her with an orgasm or twelve.

"Could you keep it down? I'm dead. D. E. A. D. Actually, no. I am alive. I can tell because of the pain," the blonde mumbled, covering her blood-shot eyes with her hand.

"Vampires don't get hangovers, sweetheart."

"Really?" she was too tired to raise her brow at him. "Well, vampires don't usually go to your sister's bachelorette party."

That was new. "Rebekah's getting married?"

Letting out a long suffering sigh that she had to go through these explanations, Caroline finally cleared up, "Not married, married. But she and Enzo are moving in together and we thought an impromptu party was in order. Since, you know, they're happy and you haven't kill him yet."

With a roll of his eyes at his sister's antics, Klaus leaned toward her and scoped her in his arms, ignoring her weak protests.

"Let me go, Klaus. Just let me die in peace. Seriously," she muttered into the crook of his neck.

"You need blood, Caroline. You'll feel much better then."

A whine escaped her lips, "But kitchen is all the way downstairs, I can't walk that far."

"Good thing I have your favourite flavour right here, then," Klaus mused very pleased with himself, sitting on their bed with Caroline nestled against his chest. "Go ahead, love. Have at it," he offered his neck to her.

She didn't hesitate, nuzzling into him with her hand closing over nape of his neck. With almost her usual precision, she sank her fangs into his jugular, taking generous delicious gulps of his potent blood, the euphoria of feeding from him already making her feel better.

Soothingly, Klaus stroked her back and she hummed in content, molding her body even closer to his.

She loved being with him like this.

"Better?" he whispered the question against her temple.

"Much better," Caroline stated with satisfaction, tilting back her head to lock her gaze with his, a mischievous glint in her eyes. In a swift move, she whooshed them forward and pinned Klaus to bed.

"How about I show you exactly how good I feel?"


Klaroline + "I've been buying the wrong underwear."

Caroline had nothing to wear.

Which wouldn't be such an unusual statement if it weren't for the fact she had no underwear left.

Like literally, none.

It was all Klaus' fault, of course. Against her undergarments, he turned into a true savage, ripping off lace adorning her body as if it personally offended him.

And now Caroline had to go out and she had nothing to wear under her sundress. She cringed at the thought of going commando. Sure, it was always a splendid option to go for during her date nights with Klaus - the blonde shivered even now, recalling all the deliciously wicked places they had ended up having sex at. But despite the weather in Nola being all humid and hot, it just wouldn't do - Caroline didn't even want to entertain the number of the poor sods Klaus would mark as his next meal, in case Caroline would accidentally flash them.

Pondering her choices, she sauntered over to Klaus' drawer and dug up a pair of his boxers. The shortest and smallest pair made of silk - not ideal but it would have to do. She smiled as she was pulling them on, thinking how Klaus' eyes would darken with lust if he would see her now. It's not like she hadn't worn his underwear before but it was usually confined to their mansion. Thinking of going out like this - branded by his scent and the way it would mingle with hers - it made her thighs clench in anticipation as she inched up her dress and admire the contrast of black silk against her milky legs.

"That's a rather particular combination, love. It seems I've been buying you the wrong underwear." Klaus' raspy voice reverberated along her spine, making her quiver as she watched his reflection in the mirror.

Leaning against the doorframe with crossed arms, his features showing just a hint of amusement paired with raw hunger looming behind his eyes.

"Oh, you," Caroline bristled. "You don't get to talk."

He dared lifting his eyebrow at her, that bastard. "Is that so, love? Correct me if I'm wrong but I caught you stealing my underwear. How come you're the one that's angry?"

Hands on her hips, she glared at him as he sprang from the door and ambled forward, "Well, first of all, love, I believe you once said "What's mine is yours" so exactly no stealing is happening here. And I am angry because I have exactly no lingerie left all thanks to you."

"So I ripped a pair or two of knickers. I'd like to think that what transpires after would be compensation enough," Klaus purred, his tongue tracing the line of her earlobe. His deft fingers dived under her dress, trailing along the hem of her his boxers and teasing, teasing so well.

She shuddered, remembering all too vividly, just how good this tongue and those fingers could make her feel.

"You owe me like a whole lingerie store by now," Caroline croaked, her voice growing weak as his hand cupped her ass and inched toward her pussy from behind.

His grin was wicked as one of his digits slid into her heat. "We'll go buy you some together. It's one shipping trip I suspect I'll fancy."

"You don't say," she drawled, hand clasping around his belt buckle.

Her planned outing was forgotten for now.

She couldn't help but smile in satisfaction when it turned out Klaus didn't mind ripping his own boxers off her as well.

He didn't mind at all.


Carenzo brotp/background Klaroline + "Something about you makes me want to commit extreme violence." + "Never mind, the moment's gone."

"You did WHAT?!" Caroline's voice cut through the silence of Enzo's lake house, the vampire in question peacefully sprawled on the sofa with Bonnie.

The peace wouldn't last for long, if it were up to Caroline.

Bonnie shot her boyfriend a questioning look, "What did you do?"

"Already jumping to conclusions that I'm at fault. I'm wounded, darling," Enzo feigned offense as the witch pushed him off the couch and strolled to Caroline.

"I'm sure he deserves it but try not to kill my boyfriend, Care. I'm kind of attached," she quipped on her way out, sending the blonde an apologetic smile.

Well, Bonnie had nothing to be sorry for.

"I'll try my very best," Caroline assured her with a smile of her own, losing it the moment Bonnie was out of the door. "Killing you would be mercy. When I'm done, you will wish for death," she spat at Enzo, who was grinning at her all innocent.

"I'm fairly sure whatever I've done shouldn't grant such drastic measures. Aren't you a tad too bloodthirsty, Gorgeous?"

"Gee, I don't know. Maybe it's just something about you that makes me want to commit extreme violence," she rolled her eyes unimpressed. "You know what you did Enzo, stop with the innocent act."

"I'm afraid I don't know what you mean. All I did was just making sure your boyfriend knows the consequences he will face, should he ever mistreat you," he let out breathlessly as Caroline punched his arm at the words.

"Seriously?! First of all, he is so not my boyfriend! Secondly, I don't need protection from Klaus, ok? And it's so freaking patronizing that you think you need to have some kind of 'talk' with him," she spluttered, clearly frustrated.

For once, Enzo grew serious, gently resting his hands on her arms in a gesture meant to soothe the angry blonde. "Gorgeous, I was just looking out for you. I know you can handle just about anyone, especially the hybrid that turns into a complete puppy eating from your hands any time you give him the time of day. But you and Bonnie are my family and I protect my own. That's never going to change, you know?"

Caroline's anger faded away at his earnest tone, the sentiment very much shared by her - they were her family as well. Blinking away the tears that threatened to leave her eyes, she launched forward and trapped Enzo in a tight hug. "I know," she mumbled into his chest.

They were standing like this for some time, just taking assurance in each other's presence when one of them decided it got too emotional for their liking.

"By the way, Gorgeous, you've been shacking up in secret for months now, stop kidding yourself, you're head over heels for they guy," Enzo goaded.

"Shut up!" Caroline scowled, tilting back her head to look at his smug expression.

"We all know it, too. I mean, you're both quite verbal and loud about how much he's not your boyfriend," he teased, doing little quotations marks at "no".

"I hate you," she snapped, pushing him away.

"It's not becoming to lie so much, Gorgeous. You love me!"

Earlier, Caroline would probably admit he was right, she indeed loved him for such a pesky older brother he had turned out to be but after this?

Never, she thought, pursing her lips and considering how to respond.

"What is it, Care?" Enzo inquired, interest peaked by her stubborn silence.

With a teasing smile, she turned around to the door, her voice full of mischief that she would leave his curiosity unsatisfied over such a silly thing. "Never mind, the moment's gone," Caroline threw over her shoulder and vamped out.


AN: Any thoughts? They all turned out quite fluffy but what can I say, that's just how my brains rolls, haha!

Thanks for reading :)