Caroline is known for her exceptional control as a vampire. Request for a drabble where she loses that control with Klaus? Thank you for your writing and doing this ask on this day!

There was blood on her tongue. It was the first real sensation that she became aware of, the heat and taste of it in her mouth. It was richer than the double fudge cake she had a weakness for and she wanted to gorge.

Her fingernails dug so tightly into flesh, she could feel the slickness of blood against her skin. She bit down harder at a flex of muscle beneath her iron grip, and a laugh rumbled against her back. She ignored the voices around her, the hand that slipped beneath her shirt gliding up and resting just beneath her breasts. Pressing backwards, she brought kept her grip as she fed, slowly becoming aware of the thumb feathering along the clasp between her breasts.

"Feel better, sweetheart?"

Her fangs unlatched in sheer surprise, Klaus' voice a dark rasp against her ear. He took advantage of her slackened grip and a moment later she was facing a wall, hands pinned above her head, his wrist bleeding. Her gaze latched onto the slow moving drops of blood that gravity pulled down his arm, lips parted and bloody as she panted.

His thumb shifted, sliding beneath the flimsy strap, and she barely registered the popping as he broke clasp, senses drawn to the blood she wanted more to lick. Klaus' hand shifted to cup one soft breast, no longer covered by lace, and she moaned as he toyed with her nipple. He ignored her attempt to break his grip, his low laughter darkly amused.

"You know, Caroline, it's rude to take a bite without permission," Klaus chastised, hand cupping and shaping her breast as he spoke. He pulled her hands higher, arching her back, scruff sliding against the ridge of her ear. Her nipple was a hard bead against his palm, and he ignored how she squirmed against him. "Stefan should have taught you better."

She tried to think through his words, but as his hand switched breasts, her thoughts scattered. It wasn't until he bit her ear, the sting sharp and unexpected, that she had any clarity of thought. Gasping in deep breaths, she shuddered out his name.

"Baby vampires," Klaus told her as he plucked at her neglected nipple, tugging just hard enough that she felt it, "are greedy. Constantly starving, hungry for blood, sex, and any vice that they can gorge on. Rabbits, your fingers or vibrator - they won't satisfy what hunts in your veins."

Her nails dug into the wall as his touch lightened, forehead pressing just as tightly to the wall as his caress lightened. The patterns he drew now were almost soothing, but they did nothing to ease the coil in her belly, the hot ache between her thighs.

"Why did you stop me?" Caroline finally panted. Now that her brain was turning back on, she was realizing exactly where she was. What had almost happened. Klaus had caught her, before she could lunge at Matt, who'd cut himself on a broken glass in the grill. They were in the storage room, and she could hear people moving around outside.

"Perhaps I'm feeling indulgent," Klaus said thoughtfully, palm flattening against her abdomen. She sucked in a breath, stomach trembling as his hand slowly slid down her sweat slicked skin, until the edge of his smallest finger just brushed inside the waistband of her skirt. Hyper aware of the smell of her arousal, the hard line of his erection against her ass, she swallowed a moan.

"The real question," he continued, voice low and intimate, "is just how greedy your feeling right now, love."

Her heartbeat was loud in her ears as he continued to insinuate his hand beneath her skirt, until the tips of his fingers found the soaked crotch of her panties. He made a pleased noise, rough and as greedy as he claimed she was. There was no control, when he had her pinned like this, and her monster didn't want it. She tried to press against his touch but he didn't let her, and this time she couldn't help her whine of frustration.

"Do you want my cock, Caroline?" He asked, skimming his fingers lightly along her underwear. "Has anyone held you like this, given your orders, since you were turned? Not my hybrid, he seems to be the pleasing type."

"N-no."

"We'll start easy," Klaus drawled. "If you want to come, you will keep your hand right here."

Caroline shuddered, at the sudden steel in his tone. Her palms flattened against the wall as he released her, her breathing heavy. There was a tiny voice warning her in the back of her head that this was a bad, bad idea but as Klaus tore away her panties, those warning scattered.

"Good girl," he praised as he slid his fingers through her slickness. He circled her clit slowly and the wall crumbled agaInst fingertips. He continued those agonizingly slow circles, fingertips withdrawing every time she tried to chase him, until she was standing perfectly still, stomach drawn tight with strain. Breath a sobbing gasp as she forced herself to hold still as he slowly toyed with her clit, she shuddered as he hummed his approval.

"Such a pretty baby vampire," he rasped as he withdrew his hand entirely. She complained, body heaving as she hovered so close to an orgasm and he soothed her, hand running through her hair until the worst of her trembling eased. "Shhh, sweetheart."

She vaguely registered the sounds of his zipper and the he was shifting away from her, encouraging her to brace her arms against the wall. She pressed her forehead against her forearm, heart pounding as her shirt was pushed up. A moment later, the head of his cock brushed against her and she gasped as his fingers tangled in her hair as he pushed slowly inside her. She clenched down as he seated himself, one of his hands returning to her breast.

"You're wasted on the Salvatores," he told her roughly as he started to thrust slowly, the angle hitting her just right. "I want to tie you to my bed and teach you to beg; to splay you against my sheets and teach you to obey."

She struggled to follow what he was saying, but all she wanted was the orgasm she was chasing. His lips pressed against her throat and he groaned. "Touch your clit, Caroline."

She shoved her hand frantically beneath her skirt, fingers working and her orgasm hit just as Klaus bit into the side of her neck. A few rough thrusts later, and he joined her, his release hot inside her. When he lifted his head, he didn't bother to lick her wounds closed, panting against her jaw with bloody lips.

They were both bloody and smelled heavily of sex. There would be no hiding this from supernatural noses. She wasn't sure she wanted to.

"Come find me, when you're ready, Caroline. I'll teach you all about being a vampire, inside and outside of my bed."

As he left her to collect herself, she stared at the blood drying beneath her nails and realized with a jolt she felt better than she had in ages. Shuddering, because he'd found such perfect temptation, she straightened her clothes. Not today.

But she wasn't sure how long it would take to turn her wavering no to a yes.