Okay, so here is chapter Two. And this story will have a Name change. Enjoy

She was finished around eight thirty.

He had left a second later.

It took her three hours to get ready.

He had rushed her through the whole process.

He had whispered non encouraging things in her ear.

"You're not pretty enough with that on. Your hair is to wild. You're ugly in that."

His words had stung, but she had said nothing in return. She was used to that. She took it with a nod and undressed in front of him, only to put it right back on. She told him she had no other lingerie but this blue one. He growled, waving it off, getting his keys to leave and only when he did, did she undress to go put on the other one she had.

It was white, soft like silk and see-through. She had it stored directly underneath the bed. She curled her 'wild' hair into wild loose curls, shaking her head to see it bounce and she smiled. And this smile was real. It hadn't been forced. She had remembered when she smiled like this and meant it, but the man who caused it had left long ago, leaving her to deal with issues that she couldn't have controlled.

She sighed, shaking away her memories as she played with her fingers. She hoped that the man wasn't violent or was into sick games.

She was prepared to be oogled like a slab of meat, bend over and look away or even be underneath him and turn her head.

But then she couldn't help but enjoy the thought of sleeping with another man.

It was totally wrong and against her vows, but she hoped that Tyler's best friend would pleasure her more than Tyler had.

The sex was always great between them, but he lacked the need to cuddle her. He'd roll off of her and leave.

He never stayed and now he didn't touch her at all.

There was a soft tap at the door. She pulled herself from her thoughts, straightening herself, fluffing up her wild curls, puckering her faint pink lips only to make a slight 'pop' noise as she separated them. She told herself with each step that she took towards the door to be alluring, seductive, wanted.

And like a switch, she felt how she used to be click on and she opened the door.

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She was in utter shock at who she found on the other side. It was him.

Her…

"Niklaus?" She swallowed hard, one hand against the door to open it just a crack, only revealing her in the small space.

He was looking down when she had spoken his name, but she knew his features. His rough stubble jaw, his eyebrows, his ears, his nose, and god even his lips. She used to kiss them when they had…

"Klaus?"

He looked up; smirking for a second, looking back down and she noticed what he was looking at. It was a text from Tyler. She peeked over, straightening her stance to check.

Lockwood: Hey, enjoy yourself. She's a dime

Caroline mentally shook her head, not trying to let her smile fade from her face.

She cleared her throat, trying to recall when she last tried to seduce someone and never found herself so blank.

Men fell at her feet, kissing them, wanting her attention.

And she found it ironic; she did the same to Tyler so he could sit in the same room with her.

She scoffed, rolling her eyes.

He texted Tyler back and then put the phone away, sliding into his jeans. He looked back up at her, his eyes widen for a moment in realization before he straighten his face. He looked back over his shoulder and tilted his head up.

And only did Caroline notice that there was a blue truck by the driveway. It was Tyler. He had probably dropped him off.

He was tormenting her.

Klaus turned back to look at Caroline, his hands into his pockets, nodding his way inside.

Caroline stepped back, giving Klaus room to enter. She smiled warmly at Tyler. She had a feeling he was looking at her through the window of his tinted Truck. She closed the door, wondering exactly what happened in the past five years of her first's life.

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She didn't even have time to lock the door, when she was pulled to turn around. She did, meeting Klaus's eyes, his soft eyes, before he kissed her.

The kiss was just as she remembered. It shocked her, it grabbed her. It was as always, electrifying.

He parted her lips with his own, backing her up against the door, his hands going over her breast, her sides, her ass, pressing her closer to him. She was stunned.

She didn't kiss him back.

All she could think about was what the hell.

He broke the kiss, noticing the distance and then he spoke. His large hands still cupping her firm ass, his pants tightening against her as she felt him against her covered core, her body turning into goo as she remember just how endowed he was.

"Sweetheart, in this situation, you kiss back, moan a little." He was teasing her and she couldn't help but…

He continued, searching her eyes with his own. "You used to grab my ass." He tightened his grip on hers, smirking, dipping his head to kiss her cheek, moving his lips along her skin to her neck, licking her there. She shivered against him, her emotions going haywire. She felt every emotion that she used to feel when she was with him and she couldn't be more pissed.

He made her happy. He irked her. He made her feel like she was the only woman in the world he'd want to look at. He made her believe.

But not she was broken and tattered and torn. She felt old and ugly. She doubted everything she did and hated how Tyler had changed her as so and she hated herself for allowing him too.

He mumbled the rest against her, his hands sliding between her thighs to cup her between her legs. She shivered against his touch, her bottom lip shaking as he rubbed against her flesh.

"You smell heavenly and your hair." He kissed her on her collar, pulling back to look into her eyes. "It always looked lovely right before I used to sink my…" He didn't finish. He inched her underwear to the side to slip a finger between her folds, his thumb snaking up to her flesh, rubbing it in slow circles.

She moaned, throwing her head back, remembering how good it was when they used to be together and found this was what she was lacking.

What Tyler never gave her.

The back of her head hit the door, making a soft thump noise. She parted her lips as he slipped two fingers into her.

He near growled as he felt how tight she was, just as he remembered.

"God, you feel so tight. I can't wait to dig into you."

She shuddered at his words as he pumped into her, his words flowing from his mouth like a stream.

"I can't wait to fuck you. I can't wait to bite, scratch, mark you."

He always said those things when they used to date and when her and Tyler used to have sex she would hear those words in the back of her mind and had hoped that Tyler could do the same, but he didn't even come up close to Klaus.

But this had to be a dream, things like this didn't happen.

She had probably got beat up by Tyler again and this was all a dream.

She was not pinned up against the door by Klaus. She was not lifting her legs to hook around his waist, pressing him closer to her, his fingers curling into her that she had to muffle the moan.

He was not removing the top with his teeth, tugging it down over her nipple. He was not licking around it with his hot wet tongue or sucking it into his mouth. He was not….

"Shut the fuck up already," She thought

Her nails dug into his shoulders. Her hips began to roll into him, wanting him inside of her instead of his fingers.

And she found that this could be her pent up release. She would fuck Klaus until she was tired and she would hold onto this precious dream because it wouldn't happen again.

Her life was fucked. She would never get…

"Care, I'll take care of you later, just let me feel you around me."

That was good enough for her.

The Name change is listening to For The First Time by The Script

I will add more soon.