AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello lovelies! I know it's been awhile and this part isn't super long, but it is part one of two and I thought people needed a bit of Klaroline fluff (Though now with the news of Klaus doing a crossover episode, maybe not so much). I hope you enjoy.

P.S. Just to let you know, this drabble series is going to be pretty much pure fluff. There will be a tiny bit of angst here and there but nothing huge. I just like writing a series of romantic drabbles for them.

Caroline would not call herself very experienced when it came to sex. At the age of twenty-one, she had had two sex partners, her first boyfriend Matt and her last boyfriend, Tyler, the father of her son. The sex with Matt had been…nice. He had been very sweet and considerate of whether he hurt her, she had enjoyed the closeness of being with him but there had been no fireworks. The couple of other times they had done it had been better, but in the end, Caroline really didn't get what all of the fuss about sex was about.

Sex with Tyler was better; unlike Matt he wasn't a virgin and there hadn't been as much fumbling and nervousness. And after they had slept together a handful of times, Caroline had learned what made a girl's eyes roll back in her head, even if it didn't happen half of the time, sex was much more enjoyable. Enjoyable enough that she had slept with Tyler for a couple more years, that was until she ended up pregnant.

However both of the boys paled in comparison to what the man she was currently straddling could do to her and all they were doing was kissing. The things Klaus could do with his lips was positively sinful and his hands made Caroline's body feel like it was on fire.

Nothing had yet to happen physically aside from some vigorous make out sessions and touching over clothes that had left Caroline feeling weak in the knees and her body full of need. She wanted Klaus, more than she could remember ever wanting a guy before and she knew he wanted her as well, she had felt the hard evidence of his desire for her during those times. A part of her felt guilty for getting him so hot and bothered only for no release to be had but he had not pushed her when he could see her hesitation.

As much as her body was demanding for her to give in during those times and take the pleasure his kisses and touches promised, Caroline's mind had other ideas. She wanted to be smart about things, she couldn't just get physical with a guy because she wanted to. Well she could but she had to consider the consequences. Caroline didn't just have herself to consider, there was Will too now. Any decision she made affected both of their lives.

Not to mention that it had been over two years since Caroline had had sex, and in that time her body had gone through some changes. After she had given birth to Will, she had worked hard at losing the baby weight but her body still wasn't the same as it had once been and she felt self-conscious.

Nevertheless, as his mouth sucked at her pulse point and his hands caressed the skin on her lower back, the need her body felt was winning the battle over her mind. Plus, she liked him. She really really liked him and wanted to take this next step, which mean the battle was over.

It was fitting that they happened to be in the perfect location, his house, for the defeat to occur. They had been out to a simple dinner at the Grill during which the conversation had turned to a couple of things that Klaus had been doing at his new home. Caroline had been intrigued and asked if she could see it, and they had ended up there. She had known he had a small two-bedroom bungalow, but had not yet visited it.

When Klaus had originally told her that he had a house, she had found it odd. Caroline didn't know many bachelors in their twenties, even their late twenties that had their own house and not just an apartment. She had asked him about it and he had laughed a little. He told her that after years of growing up stuck in one house with a large family; he preferred having a lot of space to himself so an apartment didn't work for him. Plus it helped that the bungalow he had found also had a finished attic loft that had been perfect for his studio, which he had showed her as well as most of the house after they arrived.

Once the tour was over, he had offered her a glass of wine and led her to the couch. The glasses now sat half empty on a nearby table, abandoned after the kiss she had given him had escalated quickly. Which was how she had ended up in the situation she was in, and making the decision that she was.

"Klaus…" Caroline moaned softly into his ear.

"Hmmm." Klaus replied from his spot at her neck. She could feel the vibrations from his lips and she shivered a bit.

"Um, when you gave me the tour, you missed something." Caroline declared then before she could lose her nerve she continued. "You didn't show me your bedroom."

Klaus' lips halted as soon as the words left her mouth and he pulled back to look at her, his eyes filled with lust but also uncertainty as if he wasn't sure what exactly she was saying. "I didn't, did I?"

Caroline shook her head. "No."

"Well love, I left that part out of the tour because I didn't want you to feel like you had to see it, that wasn't why we came here." Klaus explained.

It was clear to her by his response that he understood perfectly what she really wanted but was still making sure she was positive and not doing it because it was expected or the reason they had come to his house. She knew he hadn't brought her here just to try to get into her pants; after all it had been her suggestion to come in the first place.

"I know, I know it's not. But I very much want to see it." She stated just as a horrible thought came to her. "That is, unless you don't want to show it to me, I mean I can understand if you don't want to…"

Caroline's ramblings stopped when Klaus pulled her forward and crashed his lips to her for an open mouthed, tongue dueling kiss. It effectively cut her argument off and showed her that he very much did want to show it to her. He stood up abruptly and lifted Caroline with him, his mouth still on hers for a moment before breaking the contact. She was breathless as he leaned in to nibble on her earlobe.

"I want nothing more than to show you my bedroom." Klaus announced. "How soon is your mother expecting you home?"

"Not for a couple more hours." Caroline answered.

Klaus nodded at her answer before he pulled her close again bending his head to leave a trail of hot, wet kisses down her throat and across her collarbone. She twined her own arms around his neck before he started forward, carrying her down the hall towards his room.

"Klaus, I can walk. Put me down." Caroline giggled but he refused her request until they had reached his intended destination.

Caroline exhaled slowly, her blood fired by the electric feel of sliding down Klaus' body as he set her slowly on her own feet. She hummed in approval at the feeling of the contrast of firm muscle against her curves. Every ounce of his body was solid yet she knew that once he was undressed, her fingers and lips would only meet soft, warm skin.

Now that she was standing again on her own, Caroline backed away from him to glance at her new surroundings. The room was decorated in dark warm colors and there were various frames of sketches and paintings but she barely paid attention to them. At some other time she would look around his bedroom. Right now only two things in the room really concerned her, Klaus and his bed, which was laid out in front of her when she turned away from him. "Um...that's a big bed."

"Yes, it is." Klaus replied as he reached for her hand, spinning her around so that her body was flush against his. "You can still turn back Caroline."

"But I don't want to."

Klaus reached up and cradled her head in his hands, looking for any hint that she was feeling differently than what she was saying. However, he saw no indication of hesitancy or anything else that should dissuade him from moving forward. Assured that she wanted him as much as he wanted her, he slowly started to kiss her.

Caroline brought her hands up between them and quickly started unbuttoning his shirt but she only got to the third button before she felt Klaus' large hands envelop hers, halting her progress.

"Slow down, Caroline." Klaus declared.

"But I thought you wanted…." Caroline trailed off confused.

"I do, but there is no need to rush." He explained, as he began to caress her hands with his thumbs. "As you said, we have time and I've put a great deal of thought into things."

"Things?"

"All of the things I want to do to you," Klaus answered, his voice low and thick with desire. "Sex isn't just about the finish; the journey can be just as enjoyable."

TO BE CONTINUED Don't kill me!