Due to demand (thank you for the lovely reviews!), my porny one-shot has turned into a porny three-shot.

Warning: I really don't think there's anything particularly strange or shocking in this, but I'm pretty hard to shock. I realise some of you might have more… delicate dispositions and might find some of this a bit too much. Proceed with caution, adults only!

Enjoy!

Who are you to criticize my intentions
Got your subtle manipulative devices
Just like you I got my vices

Guns n' Roses, "Get in The Ring"

Klaus strutted happily to his room carrying a sated Caroline in his arms after her claim that she couldn't walk, 'special vampire powers' be damned. Pushing open the door with his foot, Klaus carried a mumbling Caroline into his bedroom, setting her down gently on his bed, standing back to admire the sight of her there.

"Stop staring," Caroline grumbled, half-heartedly trying to cover herself.

"Now why would I want to do that?" Klaus asked, leaning forward to climb onto the bed, crawling slowly over her body to relish every inch of her until he was hovering over her face to face, settling between her thighs as she spread them for him, smiling up at him shyly, "When I finally have you here at last?"

"How long have you been planning this?" She asked, sighing as he nosed at her neck, trailing his lips down to her shoulder.

"I haven't been planning at all, love. Merely biding my time." His lips brushed further down, paying attention to her breasts, as he had abandoned them earlier during their not-so-quick-quickie. He ran an admiring hand over one globe, caressing and making Caroline sigh, her eyes sliding shut sleepily. Klaus pinched one of her nipples playfully, making her gasp, eyes shooting open at the unexpected roughness, finding Klaus smirking up at her. Glad that he now had her full attention, he took the abused bud in his mouth, stroking pleasurably over the peak as his hand worked the other, her head tipping back into the pillow in pleasure.

Pressing kisses once more to the soft flesh of her breasts he slid his hand down between her legs, finding her wetness he moved a single digit upwards to nudge against her clit. The movement made Caroline jolt and moan loudly,

"Sorry, love. Did you want something?" He asked teasingly, making her glare at him frustrated, mouth pursed, eyes darkened in arousal. Klaus grinned back at her, dipping his head down to leave a final kiss on her breast, he trailed a line of wet kisses down her body until his shoulders were slotted between her thighs. With questing fingers he spread her folds, baring soft glistening flesh to his gaze. Caroline wriggled her hips, becoming self-conscious at his staring, pleasure simmering in her pelvis, ready to go again.

At her impatience he sent her one last predatory look, lowering his head, her whole body bracing itself in anticipation for that first devastating movement. His tongue lightly flicked over her clit to judge her sensitivity. Her fists clenched into the sheets and her hips bucked as she let out a whimper as bolts of pleasure spread throughout her entire body. He teased the bud repeatedly, swirling and sucking in a manner that was driving Caroline crazy. Each slow swipe drove her higher and higher, building towards release, her hips bucking in desperation to reach her peak. His tongue flitted along her entrance, flicking his tongue expertly before pushing in to fuck her with his tongue.

His ministrations drove Caroline to that point of pleasure and pain, the pleasure racketing through her body, but his torturously slow movements driving her to pain as she attempted to restrain herself from begging him for release.

"Klaus, please," She whined, bucking her hips once more. He merely moved one of his hands to hold her hips down firmly, allowing no movement with his superior strength.

Still he appeared to be in absolutely no hurry, teasing and savouring every wordless cry until she's tearing at his hair and biting out his name like she means it. His tongue slipped from her entrance to pull her clit into his mouth, speeding up before slowing down just as she approaches the edge of orgasm making her cry out, body tightening as she wound her hands into his hair, pulling demandingly.

"Klaus," She cried, tugging his hair once more to try and get him to submit to her will,

Pulling away from her he looked up, "What do you want, love?"

"Please, I just…" She trailed off hips attempting to wiggle once more but his firm grip kept them in place.

"Tell me what you want, Caroline. I may just give it to you."

"Don't make me say it," She whispered, clinging to the remnants of her control.

Klaus continued to look at her challengingly, moving the hand that wasn't gripping her hips, stroking through her folds once, painting the wetness onto her clit, making her mewl and gasp in pleasure. "Just tell me what you want." He repeated,

Resistance was the last thing on her mind as he drew light circles on her sensitive nub, light enough for her to elude orgasm, but present enough to drive her insane, "Please, Klaus, let me come," She groaned, too turned on to feel ashamed that she was begging.

"That's it, love," He whispered with a grin, pushing the finger that had been teasing her into her entrance, delving back into her to flick and suck her clit roughly, shoving Caroline over the edge with a loud cry. She shook as her orgasm spread throughout her body, crying out his name.

Once she had come down from her high he withdrew from her, licking his lips and wiping his chin with a salacious grin to remove her essence.

Having had enough with his teasing, and now that she could feel her legs once more, Caroline took the opportunity to wind her legs around his waist, using the weight and momentum of her body to flip them over. She landed gently and gracefully with a knee either side of his hips, her own hovering above his straining cock. She leant over him, a predatory look on her face as she took in his surprised look and removed his gentle hands from her waist to pin them above his head, switching their earlier positions in the basement. Feeling either brave or delirious she tells him, "Keep these here," letting go of his wrists, soft fingers slide down his arms to rest on his chest, ignoring his questioning look.

Ready to test his restraint she lowered her hips, making him hiss and grit his teeth as his arousal came into contact with her slickness, a sultry little smile playing on her lips as she raked her fingers along his chest roughly. Leaning forward she met his lips, tongues immediately battling furiously. Sucking on his tongue she let her hands roam down Klaus' chest between her own, playing along his abs with barely restrained delight. Tracing the 'v' of his hips Caroline lifted her hips to grip his cock in her hand, blushing at the feeling of her own wetness covering him.

Stroking him once, making his breath hitch and his hips buck, Caroline traced a single finger up the impressive length of him, tracing a circle around the head before lowering her hips once more and grinding into him, making them both groan, breaking their kiss. Klaus' hands went to her hips disobediently, holding her still with his sharp grip, eyes flashing,

"Now is not the time to get your revenge, Caroline," He growled, and from the look on his face she could tell he was mere seconds away from flipping them over and having his way with her. Attempting to regain her meagre control Caroline straightened, and looked pointedly to his hands, making him hold his hands up in surrender, settling them on the sheets below him.

Attempting to push him and tease just a little more, she let her lips flutter over his chest alternating between bites and kisses, feeling him becoming increasingly more impatient. His hips stayed stock still as her own undulated over him, the friction making her let out breathy gasps. Coming to his neck Caroline sucked a love bite into his neck, momentarily marking her territory. Sucking his ear lobe into her mouth to distract him, her hips lifted, hand guiding him to her entrance as she slammed down onto him, producing one of her porn star-esque moans right into his ear.

Klaus' eyes rolled back into his head at the sudden unexpected stimulation, almost finding it too much, fingers clenched in the sheets to keep his hands off of her. Resting her hands on his chest Caroline straightens up, eyes closed to take in the pleasure of him stretching her once more. Raising her hips she arches her back with a breathy gasp that sends a thunderbolt of heat between his legs before she lowers herself back onto him.

Between the two of them they set a lazy yet forceful pace, each movement complimenting another as they moved seamlessly together, vocal in their need for one another. Grinding her hips into him Caroline's head snapped back as he hit a spot inside of her, sending white spots into her vision, bringing every nerve in her body alive.

Klaus could feel his restraint fraying, fighting the urge to flip her over and ride her hard until she branded him with her moans and brutal marks. Yet, feeling she was distracted, in a flash of movement Klaus was sat up, one arm wound around her waist, the other around her hips, guiding her in a more punishing pace as their lips met hotly. Caroline pressed her body hard into his, head tipping back once more as the angle changed. Letting out a cry, she felt her peak fast approaching, skin slapping wetly, dirtily, adding to the intense pleasure.

Sliding deeply inside her, Klaus watched her in fascination, the tilt of her neck, the shadows of each individual eyelash playing on pinked cheeks, the flush spreading from her face to her breasts, attempting to memorise every aspect of her as if she were about to vanish like smoke beneath his hands.

Caroline thread her fingers into the curls at his nape, yanking his head to the side, nipping at his carotid with blunt teeth. Feeling him press a permissive hand into the small of her back Caroline let her teeth elongate, sinking into his skin with ease, the taste of his blood on her tongue sending her over the edge, her hips spasm against his, eyes rolling into the back of her head, sparks and fireworks shooting across her eyelids at the explosion of sensation.

The feeling of her clenching around him caught him off guard slightly. Moving his hands to her hips he rutted himself into her a few times before allowing himself to lose control with a grunt, muffled by the pressure of his closed lips against her shoulder.

Klaus disjointedly felt her teeth withdraw from his neck with a pant as he fell back onto the bed, a boneless Caroline squeaking at the unexpected movement. Burying her head into the crook of his neck, she whimpered as he shifted his hips to pull out of her, hands coming to rest on her back.

Klaus awoke groggily, unsure of how he had fallen asleep, what time it was, and what had awoken him. Hearing a quiet moan his eyes shot open, finding a bundle of blonde fluff resting on his chest. The sight of that hair and the pressure of a body against his own flooded his mind with memories, making him smile cockily.

Apparently they had fallen asleep after that last round, but not for very long seeing as it was still light outside. Seemingly, during her sleep she had slid down slightly from his chest and burrowed into his side, head and torso resting on his chest, a leg weaved within his own, and her hips or more specifically, her core was pressed up against his own hip. He could still feel the remnants of her wetness pressed against his skin, making him mentally groan, the sensation already having him half hard.

Caroline whimpered once more, jolting him from his thoughts, making him frown. Perhaps she was having a bad dream? He pondered the cause of her little noises when her hips shifted, pressing to him more closely, letting out another groan and breathily moaning his name. Or not a nightmare, he thought with an indulgent grin, feeling pleased with himself that he had even invaded her dreams. Feeling her rub up against him and whimper once more a wicked idea overtook him.

Brushing her hair away from her face he momentarily took in her adorable sleep induced pout. He tilted her away from him gently with his chest, managing to roll her so she had her back to him with little more than an unconscious grumble from her. Taking the opportunity to unabashedly stare at her backside he had to restrain himself from touching. Just yet.

He carefully reached down to push her legs apart, angling her hips up. Caroline grumbled once more, this time her hips wriggling. It's almost like she's inviting me, he thought deviously. Now that she was in the prime position for his taking he propped himself behind her with baited breath praying she wouldn't wake just yet. Now fully hard – it didn't take long at all for this girl – he pushed inside her, working an arm under her to hold her waist as she awoke with a gasp, eyes shooting open as she called his name.

Hands clawing at the arm around her waist at the unexpected sensations, Caroline relaxed back into him with a groan, hips pushing into his, obviously having no sleep-set qualms over where she was. She arched into him as he ran the fingers of his free hand down over her spine, sending shivers through her entire body, hips curling, meeting his thrusts sleepily.

Feeling her need for him mount, Caroline groaned, "More, harder," Eyes fluttering, obviously still fatigued, head tilting back to rest on his shoulder. At her request he plunged into her more deeply, picking up the pace, making her cry out, and hissing out a, "Yesss." He groans at her enjoyment, the feeling of her bucking against him, one of his hands cupping a bare breast, thumb sweeping over the nipple making Caroline pant and groan.

She begged for more once again, feeling as though she needed all of him, all at once whilst she could still get him. Caroline clung to him as he slammed into her, feeling every blessed inch of him inside of her, making her feel electric and more alive than she ever had in her short life.

The brutal pace, along with his hand slipping between her legs to rub her clit had her crying out his name as she orgasmed. She bucked against him as he held her against him to continue thrusting into her at the same supernatural speed prolonging her high, rolling one into two, three, four orgasms, until her mind felt completely numb, vision going white and all she could feel was mind numbing pleasure throughout her entire body.

Caroline came to gradually as the stimulation ceased, making her emerge groggily from the pleasure induced haze. As Caroline blinked blearily, she found Klaus had stilled his actions and was lapping contentedly at the rapidly healing wounds in her neck, of which she hadn't even noticed he had made. Her pussy was throbbing from the extreme sensations and as her mind cleared only one question came to mind,

"What the fuck was that?" She cried, almost scared at how she had practically blacked out during the many orgasms she had more than willingly endured,

"That, love, was a multiple orgasm," He chuckled, slipping out of her, making her cry out, extremely sensitive to the sensations in her core,

"No, no, that wasn't multiple, that was… was… ridiculous." She mumbled incoherently, "I don't understand." She whispered almost grumpily, feeling as though her body had shown her up somehow.

"You seemed to understand perfectly when you were screaming my name," He said huskily, hovering his wrist in front of her face he whispered, "Bite." She followed his orders realising she needed his blood to cure the venom she could feel dully pounding through her bloodstream. Caroline had never blood shared intimately before: or well, she had with Damon, but that wasn't sharing so much as him taking. But the intimacy, the passion, the head rush it provided was almost addictive.

She pulled away once she had finished feeding, leading Klaus to turn and lay flat on the bed, Caroline following suit. Feeling a little amiss at what to do, she drummed her fingers along her bare stomach. She didn't want to leave just yet, but she didn't exactly want to chat either. Finding only one other thing to do she turned to him, "Wanna go again?"

And that's how they spent most of the day, fucking between naps and lounging in the sun streaming through his window like lazy lions until the light sank away. It was one of the few occasions that Caroline was glad she was a vampire, because if she were human, there was no way she could take all the physical activity and orgasms without becoming comatose.

But as the sky darkened, Caroline felt the urge to escape the Mikaelson mansion for fear she would never leave. So once it was pitch black and Klaus' breathing had evened out suggesting sleep, Caroline slipped from the bed, silently cursing as she realised her clothes were in the basement. Just looking for something to cover up, she snuck into his en-suite, pausing to clean herself up. Upon seeing her reflection she cursed once more, looking around his bathroom for a comb to tame the bird's nest that had become her hair. Splashing some water on her face she ran her fingers under her eyes to rid herself of the remnant rings of mascara around her eyes. Caroline then tip-toed to the bathroom door, unhooking the grey flannel robe that hung there, using it to cover herself so she could sneak to the basement.

Just as she had stealthily snuck out of the bathroom and into his room, hand on the doorknob to the hallway, Caroline felt a rush of movement behind her and there was a body pressed against her, arms gripping her around her waist, "Going somewhere, love?" Klaus growled in her ear, feeling angry that she had attempted to sneak out without so much as a word to him.

"I need to get home. It's getting late." Caroline said stiffly, heart rate picking up, praying he wouldn't make a huge deal out of her leaving, mostly because she just might stay.

"What, without saying goodbye?" Klaus 'tsks' in her ear, hands spreading out over the fabric covering her stomach, lips moving to kiss and suck up her neck, "We could have at least gone one more round. Wouldn't you like that, Caroline?" He asked sultrily, the mellifluous tone of his voice making her melt into him, grip on the doorknob dropping, hypnotising her to his will, feeling the stirrings of arousal already pounding between her thighs.

"My… my Mom will be worried," Caroline mumbled, whimpering as his hands pulled apart the robe, hands flitting over bare skin.

"I'm sure she won't miss you for another hour or so," He whispered into her ear, pulling the robe off of her shoulders, letting it drop to the floor, slowly pulling her backwards towards the bed,

The movement seemed to jolt Caroline from her hypnosis, making her break away from him, turning to face him, no longer embarrassed by her nakedness, "No! No. You can't just use me like this. I need to go," She said, carding her fingers through her hair as she gathered her thoughts, steeling herself to leave,

"Using you?" He asked incredulously, "I think you'll find you've been using me! And you didn't seem to mind working off some of that uptight tension with me all day,"

"Uptight? Uptight? Me? You're the hybrid with a stick up his butt!" Caroline cried, poking him in the chest hard.

Klaus looked to be raring for a fight, standing close to Caroline he made sure to invade her personal space, "I'm not the one who would die of shame should my friends find out who I've been fucking," He spat in return, feeling his frustration cloud his vision,

"Don't you dare bring my friends into this!" She screeched, slamming both of her hands into his chest with the intention of shoving him back. Only he caught her wrists swiftly, and unable to fight the pull anymore, yanked her to him, searing her lips with his own in a tumultuous kiss.

Caroline let out an indignant moan, attempting to wrench her wrists from his grip, and upon failing, clawed at his chest where he held her hands. Klaus snarled at the brief pain, flinging Caroline around and shoving her onto his desk nearby face first. She shakily caught herself on the desk, hands skittering over paper and art supplies before he was behind her. She could feel his arousal pushing at her entrance as he attacked her neck with blunt teeth, scratching down her sides with dull nails making her hiss.

"I know you want me," He growls, "I can smell how wet you are for me," And despite Caroline's indignant lament, he swipes a finger through her pussy. Gathering the heady wetness with a supressed smirk, he paints a 'K' on her back with the evidence of her arousal, making her squirm. The movement only causes her to grind onto him more directly now that he is pressed firmly against her, making her moan.

"Go fuck yourself," Caroline spits, knowing that in the position she's in, she really shouldn't be prodding his anger,

"Hmm, no darling, I'm going to fuck you," He hums, running his hands down her back, firmly enough so that she stays in place, only her hips bucking to try ineffectively get out of the compromising position, "And I'm sure if I were willing to spend the time I'd have you begging me to fuck you in minutes like earlier today. But I'm not feeling too patient," He said, pushing into her suddenly, causing them both to moan loudly in pleasure.

Caroline's hands flexed against the desk, screwing up some paper in the process as Klaus began pounding into her mercilessly, barely giving her enough time to adjust to his size. Yet the burning desire in her belly, the way that every single one of her nerves seems to light up and the way she's grinding back into him and moaning like a whore means that she's totally getting off on him dominating her and just taking her. His fingers on her clit make her legs and hands shake as she cries out, orgasm so close that she can't think.

Then his fingers stop and his pace slows down, leaving her clenching around him and crying out in distain as he barely moves inside of her and her release dims away. Caroline bit into her own arm to quiet her cries as well as to stop any desperate pleas falling from her mouth, giving him what he wants.

The pain in her arm is no competition for the pain of every torturous move of his to prevent her orgasm just as she thinks she might achieve it. The way he would fuck her hard, stopping just as she started to spasm around him or pulling out of her and rubbing her clit instead, only to stop just as she teeters on the brink. Just as she's about to orgasm once more he pulls out of her, circling her clit with his member, making her keen, tears misting over her eyes, "Klaus, please!" Caroline sobs giving in, feeling him immediately shove back inside her, setting a punishing rhythm his fingers rub her clit and Caroline screams as she orgasms, clenching around Klaus so tightly he had to forcefully thrust his way into her, finding his own completion.

"Remember that whilst you run home." He grunted into her ear, pulling out of her, turning and walking back to the bed he slumped back onto the mussed sheets, ignoring Caroline, as she stayed bent over the desk momentarily as she gathered her bearings. Feeling her legs still a little from the knee knocking orgasm, she shakily stood, bending to pull on the robe once more. Feeling distinctly like she was doing something wrong she left the room with a frown, the sensation of sorrow and dread roiling in her stomach.

One more chapter to go! It's half written already, but this bitch is going on holiday to Malta next week, so I don't know when I'll get the chapter up!

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