Klaus opened his eyes and turned his head in search of his love, but she was not on the bed beside him. No, he could sense she was on his other side. When he turned the other way, he was greeted with an up the skirt view. "Are you going to go home at some point today or hide here again tonight?" He teased. She looked down at him from the mirror and stuck out her tongue.
Looking back up, she fiddled with her earring that just was not cooperating. "I am not hiding," she denied. "But I am staying another night." He grinned cheekily. She had stayed all week after the disaster that was dinner. Not that he was complaining. She was also ignoring her mother and he knew that if she didn't make up with her mother before they left, she'd hate herself.
"Are you going to get some more underwear or continue without?" He asked her. "I'm not out of underwear," she mumbled uncertainly. "Oh really, then where are your knickers?" He questioned, lifting her skirt and taking a peek. Slapping away his hand, she blushed. "Fine, I ran out of underwear. Stop being such a pervert." He chuckled at his victory and looked up to her face.
"There are plenty of other mirrors in this room and the bathroom, sweetheart. You chose the one that would give me the nice view." Rolling her eyes, she huffed and tossed her earring onto the small table. "I'm not having a good morning," she admitted before turning to pout at him. "I can change that," he purred before sitting up and grabbing her. She squealed as he pulled her on the bed. Oh yes, he certainly would change that for her.
They lay on the bed, both on their backs and staring at the ceiling as the tried to control their breathing. "I am so late," she groaned out, rolling her head to look at him. "You asked for round... five, was it?" She just growled and threw herself off the bed, making a show of stealing a pair of his boxers before putting on her dress.
She didn't really do much to get rid of her sex hair, just brushed it and tied it back. "Where are you going?" He asked her curiously. "Kol's been bothering Bonnie and the witch whilst she's been adapting to her magic. I'm going with her so she has someone to supervise them. That way she gets a break from him."
"Will the witch be joining us in New Orleans?" He questioned with a grimace. Yet another person he would have to deal with. He already had Stefan breathing down his neck and watching him like a hawk whenever he was around. He didn't need the witch giving him migraines every time he did something she didn't like. Which was a lot considering she didn't like him.
"Not yet. I don't think she would even if she didn't have school to finish. I mean, she's got so much going on here and she's... well, she's alive. She has more reasons to stay in her home town. I keep telling her she's already died and almost died too many times in said home, but it's the biggest reminder of her grams that she's got. That's why she lives in her grams' house now and does all her magic cleansing stuff there. She's young and she needs adventure. She said she'll come to stay with me and Stefan, even if it means she has to live with the Originals, because we're the only two people that look out for her now."
He nodded slowly. He would endure the witch if he had to. She made Caroline happy. "Well, there is plenty of room," he offered, making her smile. "And for trying, I will leave these here," she smirked before whipping off his boxers and flinging them over. "I'm going to the Grill. Feel free to follow." With a wink, she was gone. She would be the death of him.
He'd caught up to her after getting dressed. He pulled her into the alley behind the Grill and took her from behind. He had to put his hand over her mouth to stop her from being too loud. It was Sunday morning after all. He doubted her moans of pleasure would be appreciated. It was fast and hard, ending quite soon but with no less force than usual.
She double checked his zipper and he checked her skirt wasn't folded up. Happy with each other, they disappeared their separate ways. He went to the Grill to meet with Stefan as she left for Bonnie's. Stefan was sat at the bar nursing a scotch with an almost pained expression.
Klaus sat down beside him and Stefan sighed. "I heard that, you know," he told Klaus with a disgusted tone. "You could have ignored it," Klaus shrugged in response, smirking proudly. "I really couldn't. There was nothing distracting me. There wasn't even any music on," Stefan muttered, making Klaus chuckle. "Well, blame Caroline."
"I don't want to know," Stefan interrupted with a shudder. "Look, I know you think I'm coming to New Orleans to keep an eye on you, but I also want to be with my best friend." Klaus turned to him once he'd gotten his own glass of scotch, confused as to where it was going. "I've been doing my research. There's a society there that experiments on vampires. I want to protect her. I want your word that you will let me."
There was a tense silence as Klaus took in what he truly meant. "I will not compel her. None of my siblings will," he warned and Stefan nodded. "I know, I just want your word." Klaus' eyes narrowed at the younger vampire. "You want my word that I will let you take my Caroline from me?" He scoffed, "Well, for a start, you would need her consent. Secondly," he leaned in, "if she's in danger. I will get her away. You aren't taking her from me. Not now I finally have her."
The two men held their stares until Stefan finally sighed and turned away. Klaus leaned back, downing his scotch quickly. "Could at least give me your word that I can take her away for a little while until you can come to her?" Stefan pleaded weakly. "You can take her somewhere safe, but I will follow. You cannot take her from me."
"What if she wants to leave herself?" He asked quietly, looking at Klaus from the corner of his eye. "If she wishes to leave me, she can. If you take her, she will return. Be it by my hand or her own." They were silent for a moment before Klaus spoke again. "You call me a monster but the moment I feel something good for someone, you try to take her away and plant doubt in our minds." Stefan opened his mouth to protest but Klaus continued.
"It is not just you, Stefan. Everyone tries to guilt her into leaving me or tells her that I will end up destroying her. You may not believe me but I would never hurt her, let alone kill her. You are no better yourself Ripper. Need I remind you that you tested yourself every moment you were with dear sweet human Elena? Even after you had lapsed back into your dangerous ways. I. Will. Never. Hurt. Her." Pushing himself from the stool, he stormed away without looking back at the brooding Stefan.
He caught Stefan's last words though. "Liz wants to apologise. To both of you." The door shut behind him and he walked away slowly, cooling down on his way to Caroline.
Caroline giggled as Bonnie chanted. She was being lifted into the air and flown around the room. Kol's witch watched proudly and amused as the blonde flipped in the air. It was the first time Bonnie had laughed since she cleansed her. Caroline span in the air and laughed with her best friend. It had been so long since they'd had such a care free moment.
"Well this is new," a voice commented. Bonnie's concentration broke and Caroline squealed as she fell. Bracing herself for the wooden floor, she closed her eyes and curled up, but landed in two arms instead. "Well, darling, I knew you'd fall for the right brother in the end." Groaning, she opened her eyes to find Kol smirking at her.
"I am so glad you aren't coming to New Orleans with us," Caroline muttered as she rolled out of his arms. Bonnie's eyes snapped from Kol and widened. "He isn't?" She squeaked out, "Where is he going, then?" Caroline shifted uncomfortably whilst Kol's grin widened. "Oh hell no," she seethed, "he is not staying here. He's annoying! He's... Kol! The only reason he's not driving me completely insane is because you're here."
"How do I have any effect on him?" Caroline grimaced, looking at Kol who just shrugged back indifferently. "Because if he annoys me then I'll tell you and you'll complain to Klaus who would probably dagger him!" Caroline nodded with a smirk. "Yeah, he would do that for me," she sighed happily, rocking on her feet. "Stop that," Kol snapped, shoving her lightly so she tipped over onto the sofa. "Hey!" Caroline hissed at him. "What? I don't want to watch you drool over my brother!"
Rolling her eyes, the witch stepped into the room. "Lilith," Kol drawled in greeting, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "How is my favourite non-Bennett witch?" She glared at his hand on his shoulder until it set on fire. Then his left leg and the rest of his clothes. The girls laughed, knowing he wasn't in danger with Lilith, as he hopped around, waving about to get rid of the fire. Once she was satisfied, Lilith let go of her magic and smirked. Kol's trousers and top had been burnt off his body so he was left in a pair of very tight red boxers.
Bonnie's jaw dropped as she stared at him and Caroline span around. "Come now, darling. There's no need to be shy. Just tell me how much better looking I am than my brother," Kol teased. "Actually, your brother is the hotter one," she corrected. "Good answer, love," the man in question said tightly. She span around to find him in the doorway. "Now can someone invite me in and tell me why my brother is naked?"
There was no reply so he sighed and turned to Bonnie. "Little witch, could you stop drooling and kindly invite me in?" He taunted. Bonnie glared at him but muttered, "Come in, dick." He stepped in, raising his eyebrows at Caroline. "Not a word," she hissed, pointing at him as he walked to her. "We need to talk," he murmured in her ear as he came to her side. "About?" He gave her a look before nodding to Kol.
"I'll go on home and get some clothes then," Kol grumbled as he headed for the door. "At least flash off!" Bonnie shouted as he opened the door. "Are you saying people don't want to see this body?" He asked with a wink before disappearing. "Asshole," they heard Bonnie hiss before Lilith took her to the kitchen to give the couple privacy.
"What's wrong?" Caroline pleaded, leading him to Bonnie's sofa by the hand. She kept their hands entwined on her lap. Resting his forehead on her shoulder a moment, he breathed in her scent. "Why do you always do that?" She asked with a smile. "What?" He lifted his head to look at her. "Smell me when you need to calm down?" Huffing, he shrugged at her. "You calm me down, keep me grounded."
Her cheeks flushed and her stomach fluttered at his confession. He always said the right things to make her feel like a giddy girl, but always treated her like a woman - no, a queen - despite her girly moments. "What did you want to talk about?" She questioned, changing the subject.
"I had a meeting with Stefan this morning after our little tryst in the alley." A smirk quirked his lips and she blushed again. "Why? What about?" She asked curiously and quietly, trying not to let the memory of their... tryst affect her. "He wanted to know if I would let him take you away from me if you're ever in danger." Hair spinning around her shoulders, her wide eyes met his worried ones.
"Like hell," she seethed, standing up angrily but net letting go of his hand. Her free hand waved around as she talked. "I wouldn't even let him take me if I was in danger. That would mean you were in danger and I would never leave you. Not unless it was the last resort or- or you compelled me!"
He shot up in front of her, grabbing her face in his hands. For a brief second she thought he would compel her to leave if in danger, but his pupils didn't even flicker. "Never." The word held so much more meaning than she could have expected. He could have said no, but his never meant... well, it meant never. It meant he loved her too much and he respected her too much to take away her choice. She knew he would make her leave if he had to, but never would he compel her.
"I love you." The words slipped out of her mouth but she meant them more than ever. He pulled her face towards his own, slanting his lips over hers. It quickly deepened, his arm wrapping around her waist to pull her closer. They didn't have too long in their little bubble as Kol walked in and screamed. Bonnie and Lilith ran in ready to save the day but only saw Caroline jumping back from Klaus and Kol screaming high pitched at them.
"What the hell?" The four of them shouted as they turned to Kol. Looking somewhat bashful, he just shrugged. "I just came home from seeing Katherine half naked on top of a very naked Elijah in the lounge. Excuse me for not wanting to see my brother and his lover getting it on in your lounge, Bonnie!" He busted before storming upstairs. "Where is he going? Is he- KOL DON'T YOU DARE GO IN MY ROOM!" Bonnie ran up after him and Lilith muttered an excuse to leave.
Once they were alone, Klaus looked back at Caroline. "We should probably visit your mother," he suggested quietly. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. "WHAT?" Caroline shouted as she threw her arms out. Flinching away, he waited until her breathing wasn't so heavy with frustration. "Stefan told me your mother wishes to apologise... to both of us." Closing her eyes, Caroline breathed deeply for a few moments. "Fine. Tomorrow. I'm tired and cannot deal with it yet."
Wrapping his arm around his shoulders, they headed for the door. "Lets just go home," she murmured, resting her head on his shoulder. A wide smile split across his face and kissed her hair. "We're off, Bon!" She called to her friend. "TAKE HIM WITH YOU!" She screamed back. A moment later, Kol was falling down the stairs.
With a sigh, Klaus grabbed the back of his collar and pulled him along. "Until tomorrow, BonBon," he called teasingly. They heard Bonnie shriek before slamming her bedroom door. "leave the poor girl alone, Kol," Klaus huffed, tossing his brother towards the car. "I don't think I can. She is my drug," Kol whimsically sighed before throwing himself into the back seat. "If he hurts her, he'll use the use of his manly parts," Caroline warned before getting in the passenger's seat.
From a car at the bottom of the street sat a woman with dark hair. The ignition started and the car rolled on, tailing the Mikaelson brothers and the blonde. Whimpering from behind had her dark eyes flicking over to the mirror. Lilith was bound in the back seat, waking from her attack. "I suggest you stay quiet, traitor," she seethed. Lilith whimpered once more before shutting up. She wouldn't win. Not this time.
AN: Fluffly Klaroline life! Yay! More drama in the next chapter, I promise. Let me know what you think. I hope you liked it. :)