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After cleaning her already spotless house once again, Bonnie realized she needed a distraction. Something that would stop her from thinking about what was happening upstairs. She glanced towards the Original brothers who seemed to be in the middle of an argument. They wouldn't notice her disappear for an hour, maybe two.
She snuck one last glance at them before she headed towards her basement door, scurrying down the steps and into her dance studio. Caroline had it installed for after her grams died, and it was her stress reliever, and it served as a great distraction.
She didn't turn on her music, not wanting to alert the vampires where she was, but by doing that, she couldn't dance. She settled herself on the floor and ran her hands along the hard wood, tracing the random patterns that she saw. This wasn't what she had in mind when she came down here, but it was better than cleaning over and over again.
"You dance?"
She scrambled to her feet and glared at Kol. "You can't be down here?"
"You dance?" He repeated, stepping closer to her.
"Yes," She snapped. "Now get out."
He ignored her and looked around the room, and she felt the urge to get defensive over it. It wasn't much, but it was hers, and that meant something to her.
"What kind of dance?" He asked.
"Any kind."
"Do you know how to waltz?"
"Yes."
He stepped towards her and she stepped back.
"I'm not going to hurt you Bonnie," He laughed.
"I doubt that," She said, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Even if I tried, you have your powers to protect yourself, don't you?" He asked, holding his hand out to her. "Come on, what's the worst that can happen?"
She slowly uncrossed her arms and took his hand. He yanked her closer to him, causing her to clutch at his shoulders in an attempt to stay balanced. She glared at him and he simply smirked at her.
"Come on dear, relax, have some fun," He said.
"My best friend is lying upstairs dead, and you want me to have fun?"
"Yes."
She went to pull away, but his grip on her tightened and he wouldn't let her go. She opened her mouth to say something, but he spun her around and crushed her back against his chest, his arms squeezing her to the point it was almost painful.
"Relax darling," He breathed into her ear, running his nose on the skin of her neck, brushing his lips just below her ear. Her breathing grew heavy and he looked up and met her gave in the large mirror on the wall.
"This isn't the waltz," She found herself saying, and immediately mentally slapped herself for it. Here she was, wrapped in Kol's arms, and he was giving her the sex eyes, and that was all she could say?
He smirked and pulled away from her. "I suppose you're right, it isn't the waltz." She starred at him as he got into position. "Come on Bonnie, are you backing out on me now?"
No she wasn't. So they danced. The entire time, they kept eye contact and Kol behaved the entire time. It both surprised Bonnie, and frustrated her. What was he trying to do? Why did she care?
When they finally came to the end of the dance, they just stood there and continued to stare at each, both of them wondering what was going on here.
She felt calm and relaxed, rested. She couldn't remember a time she was this restfull, and it had to do with the man behind her. A smile was on her face before she even opened her eyes and she turned around to face the person who put it on her face.
He was laying on his side, facing her, and she marveled at how angelic his face was. He looked so peaceful and calm, and like he didn't have a care in the world.
He always enjoyed watching her sleep and he loved to draw her, and she felt the same way about him. She couldn't draw him, but she sure could watch. It was rare she woke up before him, so she was going to take advantage.
They had been through so much together, they had both done horrible things for one another, to each other, but they still got through it, and now they were stronger. She smiled and ran her hand through his hair.
He shifted and rolled on his back, and she took the opportunity ad rolled on top of him and kissed along his jawline and down his neck, occasionally nibbling on her way down. She continued until she was above the waistline, kissing right about his sweatpants before kissing back up his body and up to his lips.
They shared a lazy kiss, tongues gently rubbing against each other as they said their good mornings.
"Mhmm," She said as she pulled away from him. "Good morning."
He smiled up at her and stroked her bottom. "What a lovely greeting."
She giggled and moved his curls off his face. "We should probably get out of this room at one point," She said.
"But then I can't do this," He muttered, his hand slipping in between them and cupping her sex.
"You can, only if you want other people to see," She grinned.
He rolled them over and grabbed her wrist and locked her hands above her head.
"I could stay all day in this bedroom with you," He said, kissing the hallow of her throat.
"I wouldn't complain," she admitted.
He smiled against her neck and placed another kiss against her neck before sinking his teeth into her delicate skin, making quick work of feeding off her.
Caroline squeezed her eyes shit and panted as desire rushed through her veins. She whined in disappointment when he pulled away.
"Shh," He whispered as his hand slipped through her shorts and underwear. His fingers easily slipped through her folds and to her warm, wet center. She moaned low in her throat and he placed a hand over her mouth. "Sh," He repeated and replaced his hand with his mouth.
His tongue matched the pace of his fingers, and the slow pace was driving her insane.
"Faster," She said hoarsely.
"We're going nice and slow,"He muttered against her lips. "Nice and slow."
"Please," She begged, pulling away from him.
"What do you need Caroline?" He asked, stopping all movement.
She growled in frustration and opened her eyes to glare at him. "You know what I want," She growled.
"I don't thank I do," He grinned.
She growled and her muscles tightened and he knew she was about to try and out muscle him and he tightened his grip on her wrists.
"Easy baby," he purred.
"I could outmuscle you," She growled.
"Maybe," He agreed," but do you really want to?" He asked while flexing his hips. She gasped and arched against him and he grinned against her neck. "What do you want Caroline?" He repeated.
"Im gonna fuck you," he said lowly in her ear, and she moaned and arched her body against his, nodding her head. "You need to keep your hands where they are. Can you do that?"
"Yes."
"Good girl."
He let go out her wrists and trailed his fingers along her arm and down her sides to the bottom of her shirt where he pushed it up, pulling off her and revealing her magnificent bare chest to him. He groaned at the sight and lowered his head to nuzzle one of her breast. No matter how many times he has seen them, it didn't change how beautiful they were and how much they affected him. His hands trailed up her sides and over her ribs to her breast where he cupped her breast and pushed them together. She arched her chest up more and he groaned in appreciation before lowering his head to this delectable feast.
She gasped in pleasure and fisted her hands together, trying not to lower them and grip his hair, but he was making it hard. His tongue swirled around her nipple just right, and the way he gently scraped his teeth along them was almost too much, but she forced herself to stay still knowing that it was only the beginning of what was too come.
She whined in disappoint when his mouth left her breast, but knew that it was a good thing too. It was time to move on to bigger and better things.
He hissed down her flat belly and to her shorts, which he slipped off her long legs. He settled himself between her legs, his face directly about her pussy. He placed a kiss on a wet spot that soaked through her panties, drawing a low moan from his angle above him. He pulled the soaked panties down her legs, and finally, she was completely bare to him. He licked his lips at the delicious sight, a shiver running through him just thinking about all her delicious juices that were soon to be in his mouth.
"Caroline," He drawled out, waiting for her to meet his eyes before leaning down, and without breaking eye contact, and dragged his tongue along her folds.
She gasped and dropped her head back, but a sharp nip to her clit made her eyes fly open and she looked at him. She knew the look on his face and didn't dare take her eyes off him.
He watched her as he lowered his head once more and ran his tongue over her clit soothingly, sucking it into his mouth, trying to sooth it. Caroline's chest pumped up and down, and from his angle they looked amazing, but he focused on the taste. Her juices were exploding against his tongue, and hummed in appreciation as his tongue lowered to her slit. He teased her entrance before his need overwhelmed his devious thoughts of teasing her, and he looked away from her and plunged his tongue inside her.
Caroline dropped her head on the pillow and thrust her privates against his face, trying her hardest not to scream from the pleasure. Her hands ached to touch him, but she reframed from doing so, or at least that was till he nipped her clit again.
She choked on the pleasure and her hands went down to his hair, pressing herself closer to his face as she came. He squeezed her bare bottom and brought her closer to him while he lapped up all her body had to offer him.
He crawled up her body when he lapped up everything she had to after him and kissed her lips.
"You moved your hands," He said.
"I know," She groaned, closing her eyes and huffing out a breath of air. "I don't suppose you'll let it go?"
"Not a chance sweetheart," He grinned, getting off the bed and heading to the closet to get dressed.
She pouted as she laid in bed and starred up at the ceiling, upset with herself for not following such a simple command. Now she would be punished for it in some way or form. She most likely wouldn't be getting laid tonight.
"Don't pout darling," He said, grinning at her, and she just turned her head and flipped him off from her position on the bed. "Would you like to be punished for that too?"
"No," She pouted, sitting up and looking at her hands. She felt him kiss her hair before he pulled her to her knees on the bed.
He tipped her head up and placed a loving kiss to her lips. "My sweet Caroline," He whispered, stroking her cheek.
She closed her eyes and leaned into his touch. "I love you," She whispered.
"And I love you," He said, before they shared a long, sweet kiss.
Caroline started feeling a burning, aching feeling in her chest, and she pulled away. Her breath wouldn't come to her throat, and her vision was becoming shaky. "Klaus," She muttered, squeezing his biceps hard.
"Shhh," He repeated. "I know baby."
She could suddenly her the coldness and distance in his voice, and when she looked into his eyes, she flinched at the emptiness and went to pull away from him, only to feel a searing pain in her chest. She looked down to find his hand lodged in her chest. She looked back up at him, wide eyed and one hand gripped at his wrist, ensuring he wouldn't just yank her heart out.
"Shh baby, it's okay," He cooed, petting her hair.
"Klaus," She cried out.
"I got you baby," He said, and his hand tightened on her heart, and she found herself beginning to cough up blood. Suddenly the bed sheets were covered in blood, and when she looked up at Klaus, he was replaced by Mikael, who looked beyond upset.
"What did you do?" He snarled, and next thing Caroline knew, he yanked hard.
There was a burning feeling in her lungs, and she started panicking before she gulped down oxygen and inhaled with a gasp, her eyes flying open as she shot up out of bed. Her eyes were wild and she was breathing heavily. In her panicked state she scrambled up off the bed. Suddenly strong arms wrapped around her and she tried to fight, a scream erupting from her throat, both from panic and surprise.
"Shh, I got you love, I got you." His voice did nothing to sooth her, and she continued to fight, her movements weak and slow. She was roughly turned around, and familiar eyes were starring back at her, full of concern and worry. She stopped struggling and just stared at him, slowly bringing her hand up to touch his face, making sure this was real.
"Klaus," she said hoarsely.
"You sure know how to get a man's attention," He said, stroking her cheek.
She swallowed hard, and before she could even react, the door to the bedroom was thrown open and she felt her stomach drop and her heart jump up to her throat and in her panicked state, threw herself at Klaus, hiding her body and face in his chest, hiding away from whoever was in the room.
Klaus saw the panic in her eyes the minute she woke up, and it nearly broke his heart. When he turned her around to properly look at him, she had stopped struggling and simply touched his face, all while whispering his name. It sounded so good to hear it from her, but he couldn't stand how broken she sounded.
They were just starring at each other when the door opened, and the look of fear returned to her features, but this time, she threw herself at him, hiding in his chest. Immediately his arms wrapped around her and held her close while glaring at Elijah.
"I'll leave you two be," Elijah muttered, and quickly left the room.
"Easy love," he said, attempting to shuffle them towards the bed, but her grip on his tightened. He moved just enough so he could pick her up and carried her to the bed, never releasing his grip on her. He whispered soothing words to her and stroked along her body, trying to help her get her body under control and stop shaking.
"What happened to me?" She asked softly, and he thought for a second her heard things.
"Mikael."
Her shaking picked up, and he pulled away to properly look at her face. She tried to hide it, but he tipped it up to look at him. She kept her eyes down, refusing to look at him, but no way as he going to put up with that.
"Look at me Caroline," He ordered. She closed her eyes before re-opening them, looking at him this time. Unshed tears were shining in her eyes. He cupped her face and leaned down and pressed his lips against hers. It wasn't full of passion and lust and it wasn't meant to woo her and get her to sleep with him, it was meant to comfort her, to reassure her, tell her without words that he was going to be there for her. That he wasn't going to go anywhere.
He felt good about what he did. He did the right thing. He had let her go, and on good terms this time. Not only did he feel revealed with what he did, he felt free. He really did love her, but this was what he thought was right. Maybe it wasn't right, maybe he would come to regret it, but at the moment, it was what was for the best.
"Well, isn't it the girls servant."
He squared up his shoulder before turning around, a small smirk in place. "Well isn't it the Original asshole."
It was clear Mikael didn't find that amusing, but Alex couldn't seem to care, or close his mouth for that matter.
"You look hungry. Let me guess, you haven't been able to find any willing vampires to feed off of, huh? But then again, none of your victims were ever willing, were they?"
"You have no idea what you are talking about boy," Mikael growled, looking disgusted.
"I'm not a little boy."
All playfulness was out of Alex's voice now, and Mikael took advantage. "Just a little boy who can't even protect himself. Instead hides behind a women for protection. Look at you, pathetic."
Ale knew he was purposely trying to rile him up, and he wouldn't lie, it was starting to work, but he forced himself to calm down.
"How are you any better? For over 900 years you have hidden behind Caroline and has used her for your bidding. Making her hunt down your children for you, doing all the dirty work while you sat around, doing nothing. "
"Watch how you speak to me boy," Mikael warned, not liking how this was going.
"Or what?" Alex challenged him.
Mikael narrowed his eyes at him before grabbing what he came for.
Alex grew confused as Mikael pulled a girl out from behind a tree. She looked confused and disoriented, and there was a smear of blood around her neck. She looked familiar, but he didn't have time to think about it before Mikael threw her at him. He caught her and when she looked up at him, he recognized the brown eyes. Katherine. But no, that wasn't possible, it must be the one the Salvatore brothers were sleeping with. Elena.
"Give her to Caroline for me," Mikael called out, and when Alex looked back up, he was gone.
Alex frowned and looked back down at the one Elena, even more confused.
One chapter left guys... Maybe two... probably one... :)