This was inspired by Joseph Morgan's most recent sexy af selfie and I couldn't help but imagine Caroline stroking Klaus' beard ;) The smallest things inspire me haha

No children mess is in this one.

Happy Reading :)

"Why don't you just ask Marcel for help?" Caroline softly asked, running her fingers along Klaus's bare chest.

He deeply sighed, caressing her naked back softly with his thumb.

They hadn't left their bed since they woke up, due to Klaus waking Caroline up with sweet kisses on her shoulder which resulted in a morning full of sweet, rough and passionate sex.

They were still so new to each other. Couldn't get enough of being together. Always needing to touch, kiss and be intimate in every way possible. Which was why Klaus decided to take Caroline away and on a trip to Italy to celebrate their new relationship.

Klaus didn't want his invasive siblings taking up his time with Caroline or making her uncomfortable. Though Caroline wasn't sure about going away with him so soon, she eventually came around to the idea when she realized how much privacy they would have.

Weeks of living with a house full of Mikaelsons can make you appreciate a cardboard box all to yourself.

Klaus rented out a private villa in the countryside just for the two of them. He took her to Florence where they ate dinner at one of Klaus's favorite restaurants, Enoteca Pinchiorri. They toured the medieval towers in San Gimignano and, to Klaus's dismay, bought food at a supermarket and ate lunch at Villa Ada. After a day out, the couple returned to their private home and indulged in as much sex as supernatural beings could handle.

Besides, he always said we wanted to show her the world one day and Italy was one of the major places he wanted her to see.

Caroline loved being with Klaus, having him all to herself but hated thinking about all the time she wasted being in denial about her feelings. Going to sleep and waking up to him every night and morning made her so happy, Klaus Mikaelson made her happy.

He made her feel complete.

But even though they were away from New Orleans, Klaus couldn't completely ignore his responsibilities and it was becoming difficult trying to find a balance. He didn't want Caroline to think he was putting her second but he didn't want his kingdom falling apart either, he needed assistance but too prideful to admit it.

Klaus would never admit he needs help, especially help from Marcel.

Caroline knows it and she knows him, which brings them to their current conversation.

Marcel and Klaus were slowly but surely beginning to get on each other's good side again but still wary of each other. No one knew or respected New Orleans more than the two of them and they could work great together, if they just stopped acting like children.

Caroline's finger ventured up his chest and began tracing over the birds and feather tattoo by his shoulder.

He was clearly trying to ignore her question and hoped she would drop it.

She didn't.

"Klaus." She spoke.

"Caroline." He said back.

"You're ignoring me."

"I would never." He grinned, kissing her on the head.

She hummed. "Then why won't you answer my question?"

He sighed.

"Will you stop being stubborn for once and admit that you need help."

"I don't need anyone." He coldly claimed.

Caroline rolled her eyes, sitting up in the bed holding the sheet securely against her chest.

"Look, I get that you and Marcel have had a rough patch this past year but that's because you both are prideful children."

Klaus raised an eyebrow. "Did you just call me a child?"

"Yes because that's exactly how you're acting, and it's honestly a turn off." She added.

"Is that so?" He scooted closer to her on the bed. "You didn't seem too turned off half an hour ago."

Caroline bit back a moan as his rosy lips danced against her heated skin.

She playfully pushed him against his chest so he was leaning back on the pillows. Swinging her leg over so she was straddling his lap, her right hand caressing his neck while her left stroked his new grown beard.

Klaus knew Caroline liked when he grew out his facial hair.

Whenever his hair got longer she combed her fingers through it any chance she got, similarly when he grew out his beard she loved touching it.

Though it was slightly irritating, Klaus allowed her to indulge in her hair kink because she's Caroline, especially when she tugged on it hard while he feasted between her thighs.

She played with the strands between her fingers. "You once told me that I was your number one priority..."

"That still stands." He clarified.

Caroline grinned. "You also told me that it was hard, finding a balance between me and the city. You can't do it all, you try but you can't."

"Caroline-"

"When you're with me I know at least half of your focus is still in New Orleans and it makes sense. You feel you've left your kingdom unattended by being with me..."

Klaus tensed. "Don't ever think I rather be anywhere than with you."

She sighed. "I appreciate that, I do. But I know you and I know as much as you love being with me, you also love running the city. And every king deserves a getaway every once in awhile, so having a trusting second hand is beneficial for moments like these."

He licked his lips. "Then I'll appoint Elijah."

"As if you would want any of your siblings taking the reigns. At least you and Marcel have the same mentality and vision."

"Same vision? Love he thinks I'm a dictator when in actuality he's just a pushover who doesn't believe in order." Klaus claimed.

Caroline sighed.

"Marcel shamelessly swept up under me and took New Orleans for himself once, now that I have it back you're expecting me to willingly hand it over to him again?" He laughed.

She scoffed at his stubbornness. "That's not what I'm saying..."

"I barely trust him now. How can I have a second hand I barely trust, Caroline?" He shakily asked.

She could tell Klaus wanted to trust Marcel. He wanted to let him in. Given the history of Klaus and Marcel's relationship, Klaus raising him as his own since childhood, the wounds were deep.

Caroline continued stroking his facial hair. "I understand your side and I understand his, you're both hurt. But no one loves New Orleans more than the two of you. It's your home. It's where you two became a family. You miss him and he misses you."

Klaus stiffened and Caroline caught the sheen over his eyes.

"If you both put your pride to the side long enough to have a cordial conversation, you honestly could be a great duo. Can you at least consider it?"

Klaus didn't respond.

"Please, for me?" She pleaded.

Klaus grumbled under his breath.

He really was too stubborn for his own good.

Caroline purposely rubbed herself against Klaus' hardening cock, making him moan.

"You're not playing fair, love." He gritted between his teeth.

Caroline giggled. "Since when do you care about rules?" She whispered, leaning down to kiss his beard then down his neck.

Klaus lowly growled at the wet feel of her tongue tasting his skin and lips sucking just the right spot. Not to mention her teasing his cock by rubbing her bare core against it.

How could he have allowed Caroline to seduce him so easily? But she was right.

A part of him did miss having Marcel around, someone he trusted and who understood the importance of keep the Quarter stable. Marcel and Caroline also quickly bonded which at first irked Klaus but that was mainly his jealously getting the best of him.

He didn't like giving in to demands, not even to Caroline, but his could he deny her when she's straddling him naked and kissing him?

After a deep sigh, he came to a conclusion.

"Alright. I will consider it, for you." He clarified.

Caroline pulled away from him with a victorious grin on her face.

"Thank you." She softly said, leaning down to briefly kiss his lips.

Klaus grabbed her face to prevent her from leaving, kissing her longer and deeper. His large hands ventured from her hips up to her breasts, kneading them both roughly and pinching her nipples.

Caroline moaned against his mouth at his ministrations, leaning her head back as he began kissing down her neck. He kissed and sucked around each mound and enclosed his mouth over each nipple. Her fingers tangled in his curls to keep him close as he continued pleasuring her chest.

She tugged on his hair to signal him to look up, capturing his lips in a desperate kiss and still grinding her body against his.

With another peck, their kiss broke as the blonde vampire smiled down at her handsome hybrid.

Her small hand caressed his face down to his facial hair.

"I really like your beard." She said as her fingers played with the strands.

Klaus quirked an eyebrow. "Is that so?"

Caroline bit her lip nodding. "It's very mature..." She kissed his neck. "Manly..." Kissed his cheek. "Sexy..." She concluded with a lasting kiss on his ruby colored lips.

The hybrid smirked. "Well I'm glad you're a fan, makes one of us. I was ready to shave it all off tomorrow and after that little stunt you just pulled, I just might."

She shrugged. "You can, but..."

Klaus' eyes nearly popped out his head when Caroline dropped the bed sheet that was covering her nude body.

The mischievous blonde flipped her messy hair to one side and readjusted herself astride his lap.

Caroline leaned down to his ear. "It makes me so horny..." She purred, tugging on his earlobe with her human teeth.

A moan rumbled in his throat at her dirty words. Caroline was usually shy saying things like that, now she's using his methods against him.

"Christ, Caroline." He murmured, caressing her the soft skin of her hips.

She smiled, loving the affect she had on him.

Klaus sighed. "Fine, fine compromise. I'll keep the bloody beard...till we go back to New Orleans."

Caroline huffed but nodded, still stroking his beard while leaning down towards his lips. "Deal."

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