A/N- A Mini Drabble.
'Mine.', Klaus thought to himself, mulling the word over in his mind, 'Mine.'
It was just after midnight in New Orleans and the world outside was still loud and festive with life, but inside the manor, inside his bedroom, the noise was muted and dulled until it only existed in the periphery.
He lay in his antique bed, with the silk sheets and duvet gathered at his waist, he wore a white undershirt and grey tracksuit pants, beside him, a beautiful blonde in a white nightgown that barely kept her decent.
Only her arm lay above the covers and he trailed the barest tips of his fingernails up and down her skin, barely disturbing the hairs and leaving little goosebumps in his wake.
'Mine', he repeated, 'All mine'
It was Pliny the Younger who had said that "An object in possession seldom retains the same charm that it had in pursuit"
Except that even in possession, the charm of having Caroline had not lessened over time.
Indeed, even now, the mere contemplation of her was causing him to become aroused.
His vision sharpens as his fangs tickle his gums and he slides towards her, tugging the covers down to expose her back, covered only by two straps of the gown that was bundled at the top of her thighs, exposing the white silk panties. An adorable little frown marks her forehead at the loss of warmth as she shuffles towards him, closing the last millimeter of distance and he grins triumphantly as he pressed his hardening length against her bum.
She wakes up just as his hand steals over her shoulder to palm her left breast, humming as she half-opens her eyes, "What are you doing?" she asks in a breathy sigh as he gives a little thrust and she gasps, pushing her chest into his hand as he squeezes her globe.
"Ravishing you," he whispers in her ear, pressing a kiss to her shoulder and nipping at her skin,
"Any objections?"
She chuckles and looks over her shoulder, her eyes still bleary with sleep but amused and aroused, "None," she answers, "Ravish away."
He takes her hand and guides it backwards, as she lays her head back down on the pillow, slipping it into his tracksuit pants to wrap around his cock,
"Take care of that for me, would you love?"
"Uh huh," Caroline hums as she adjusts her hold and runs it up and down his length, rubbing her thumb over the tip until a drop of pre-cum came out,
"Seems like you're ready to go."
He laughs and brushes her hair onto the pillow, exposing her fair neck before pulling her nightgown up to her stomach to expose her to his hungry eyes.
"And you, sweetheart?" he asks as he tugs her panties down to her bent knees, pressing a hand to her thigh when she would have rolled over to remove them,
"Are you ready?"
She bites her lip and squeezes him just a little too tight as she knew he liked and his eyes roll back into his head, "What do you think?"
Klaus slides his hand between her thighs, kept together by her panties and he slowly trails up until he encounters her wet heat, humming with satisfaction, he slides his hand over her hip and back down to press his thumb to her clit and slip two fingers between her folds.
He growled, pumping his fingers as she whimpered, "Now, Caroline."
He pushed his pants down and she guided him to her entrance, moaning and burying her face in the pillow when he thrust inside her. She digs her fingers into the pillow and he grins, kissing the back of her neck as he took her, "So wet, my love," he pants as he rubs her clit, "You wanted this, didn't you?"
She whimpers, lifting her face away from the pillow, "Yes," she admits with a sob as she writhes against him,
"I wanted this…I wanted you…Klaus."
He grins and seeks out her orgasm, thrusting harder as she quivers around him, her pussy tightening as she neared the edge and she buried her face in the pillow, moaning loudly as she came apart. She became loose and fluid in his arms, and he palmed her breast again, thumbing the hardened nipples as she turned her face towards his for a kiss. His eyes flash gold and he captures her lips, devouring her passionately as he emptied himself inside her in long spurts.
Caroline twists her body so she can kiss him more easily and he props himself above her on his elbows, grinning as her nightgown slips down over her breasts,
"I would love to paint you like this," He tells her, "You make a beautiful picture."
She quirks an eyebrow, "Not a chance," she pats his cheek, "Go back to sleep, Nik."
He glowers playfully and pretends to nip at her fingers as she rolls back onto her side, pulling up her panties and rearranging the covers,
"Goodnight, love." He sighed, getting up to finally turn off the light.
A/N- Hope everyone enjoyed the series finale.