Caroline shot off of Klaus in an embarrassing speed after what had transpired, Klaus' still hard length hit his stomach as it bounced while she escaped to her bedroom. Silently as she could she freaked out about forgetting Dana, She cursed herself for getting carried away, quite literally. Their roommate could be waiting for them at the airport and she was busy mounting Klaus, her cheeks flamed up as she swung on her bra and clipped it in place before grabbing a dress and sliding it on.
She went to the door, and she heard the front open, Dana had come home on her own, fantastic she thought as she walked out into the hall hoping to avoid Klaus. Her friend and roommate waved from the living room as the siren joined her pulling her into a hug not a moment after hearing his door open and shut.
Flustered Caroline kept a tight hold on the human, "Dana, I'm so sorry, I forgot." Caroline tried to apologize as Dana waved off the girl's worries.
"It's fine," the brunette said happily, "Klaus had a car get me," she added with a smile and Caroline knew the woman's crush on him hadn't subsided.
"He did?" Caroline asked, new to the information, had he planned what happened then or was it all just a mind blowing coincidence?
Dana practically danced as they heard the shower run quickly and Caroline helped her pull her bags to her room, "Yeah, gosh Caroline," she paused dramatically.
Caroline heard the bathroom door open next to her and plastered on her best smile as Dana spoke, "it was so beautiful. Next time you come too." she said winking at the siren.
"I'm sure that can be arranged," Klaus said coming out of the bathroom to stand closely next to Caroline with only a towel on.
He noticed as both of the women's eyes roved over her his wet skin but his attention was purely on the husky breath of the blonde. His scent on her skin causing a tightening in his towel that he thought he had quelled in the shower. Caroline rolled her eyes as she shut Dana's bedroom door knowing exactly what he was thinking.
He grinned a toothy grin as he kept his eyes focused on Dana, something the woman appreciated if her thoughts were anything to go by, "You look good," Dana complemented.
Klaus hugs her, uncharacteristically, hearing Caroline's muffled scoff, "Thank you, lovely to see you," he words brushing her cheek as he steps back.
Caroline bristles as he invades her space once more, more than purposely, demigod or not he was acting like a child, a petulant child. Wait, that was her. He was acting like a german shepherd off to mark his territory on all the females. Yes, Klaus was a dog.
Both Dana and Klaus were immune to her inner turmoil talking as she slid a few feet back to get to her room when Dana caught sight of her and asked, "How about dinner? Huh? Just the three of us?"
"I dunno," Caroline said hoping to get as far as she could from Klaus and Dana to get her thoughts in order and maybe shower.
"I'd love too," Klaus said wrapping an arm around the brunette's shoulder making Caroline's eyes narrow into slits until he dropped it.
Dana didn't mind, she hardly seemed to notice as she walked past them both to the kitchen, "Great, I'll order in and we can all catch up," she called behind her.
"Great," Caroline repeats after her before shoving Klaus against his bedroom door, "Get dressed," she mutters under her breath.
Dinner is ordered just as Klaus exits his bedroom like a cat ready to come home for dinner, as Dana removes her shoes and jacket. "You know what? I'm gonna shower real quick. Get the plane off of me." she insists lugging her bag and jacket as she escapes the room.
Klaus keeps his eyes on Caroline though barely waving Dana away in dismissal as he takes a seat across from the blonde on the other sofa. Caroline does her best to remain calm even though he got to shower and she didn't and his scent is driving her insane. The memory of what they did minutes ago fresh in her mind as she rubs her knees.
"Are we going to talk about why you ran out?" Klaus asked the moment he heard Dana in the shower away from the two of them.
He can't seem to figure out why he's acting like a hormone driven, human, his face grimaces at the thought, but Caroline does it to him. From the moment he decided to settle into a human life and live as normally as possible, no powers, no tricks, no family help. From the second he stumbled across the ad posted on a power post in need of a roommate.
When he saw her again, he fell that much harder for the siren in front of him, the day is immortalized in his memories. The colorful pineapple dress that rose every single time she span to show him around pretending she didn't remember him. It was fair treatment no matter if his father dragged him back to the underworld without warning for escaping in the first place.
The silence drags on as his question hangs in the air, Caroline looks up, down, at her nails, anywhere but directly at Klaus as she mumbles, "Eventually, yes."
It satisfies him for now, his look says as much when she chances a glance in his direction as the doorbell rings and he stands to get it. She sighs in relief, thankful for another distraction as she hears Dana dress quickly completely unaware of how royally flushed Caroline is.
Klaus moves to the entertainment center pressing play on the record player making Caroline smile at the gesture as she stands. The blonde reaches for one of the bags he carries helping him to the table before reaching for the wine glasses in the cabinet near the pantry. Klaus follows her lead grabbing a bottle from the cooler and the opener from the drawer by the table where the food sits.
"Good idea," he murmurs as he opens the bottle and Caroline sets the table as best she can with delivery food before Dana joins them.
Dana sits between them leaning closer to the siren, "You smell incredible, what is that?" she asks casing heat to flare up over her body.
"Sweat," Caroline answers vaguely ignoring Klaus choking on his wine beside her, no, actually, she enjoys it immensely until he clears his throat to speak.
"Caroline had a vigorous work out earlier," Klaus remarks from behind his glass as she stomps on his foot under the table.
"Oh fun," Dana says unawares as Caroline looks back at her with a smile as the brunette nudges her shoulder, "Maybe next time, you and me can do it together."
Klaus smirks, "That does bring interesting images to mind." he says as he serves himself relaxing into the evening.
"I'd love to exercise with you," Caroline tells her, the hint of flirtatious tone is not lost on Klaus as he sit back up, "You might be better at it than some." she finishes.
"I am the best at it," he replies before he can think rationally which obviously was her point because she laughs a big fake laugh as she chews on some bread.
Dana looks from Caroline to Klaus,"Okay, is something going on here," she says clueing in on some simmering drama between both her roommates.
"No," both say at the same time causing Dana to laugh as she eats not bothering to push the subject further so the three eat in silence.
"Well I'm heading to bed," the brunette says abruptly getting up from the table, "Turns out, not hungry," she says dumping her leftovers out.
Caroline looks over at the clock, it's barely nine, she still has time to shower and find a real bite to eat she thinks as she begins to clear the table too. Klaus sits enjoying his wine, not having touched his food, she scrunches her nose as his food turns to ash. Dana sticks her head of her room one last time and Caroline rushes to hide Klaus' plate.
She walks back into the living room dropping a propped knee onto the sofa,"Did you still want me to go to the show with you?" she asks Caroline.
The blonde shakes her head, still hiding the plate on the table, "No, I'll be fine on my own," she answers her.
Klaus laughs a wryly, his chair scratching the floor as he scoots back, "That's how she likes it," he tells Dana sipping from his near empty glass.
Caroline turns her head over her shoulder to look at him, "You have no idea what I like," she responds, their eyes battling it out to see how blinks, who gives in first.
"I see nothing's changed while I was gone," the woman says sliding her leg off of the sofa as she stretched her arms above her head.
"Goodnight Dana," he says, his eyes still locked on Caroline's sure his tone is less than welcoming but uncaring.
"Klaus, be nice," his siren mumbles under her breath as she gathers up the containers to put them in the fridge.
His eyes narrow in on Dana for distracting the quarreling pair, yellow flecks surrounding his irises surprise her as he says, "Pleasant dreams love."
Dana nods, disappearing into her bedroom with a little yawn before the door shuts behind her and in the same second Caroline asks, "Did you just compel her?"
Klaus stands meeting her confrontational stance, "Did you just proposition her in front of me?" he returns in the same hissing voice.
Caroline looks stumped, "If i did," she answers finally pointing a finger to his chest, "That shouldn't concern you." she nearly whispers.
Klaus sneers at that, "Why did you run out of the room?" he asks following her into the kitchen as she puts away the uneaten food.
She looks at him incredulously as she shuts the door of the fridge, "Because we were supposed to pick her up," she says louder remembering that Dana isn't waking up thanks to his compulsion.
Klaus nears, his hand cupping her face, "Not for any other reason?" he asks, softer this time, without suspicion, without belittlement.
Caroline sighs leaning her back and hands against the counter, "Why else would I leave after I told you how insulted I was when I woke up last time, do you even listen to me?" she asks.
Klaus smiles, his thumb tracing her bottom lip as he replies, "Yes, hold still," he asks as his arm reaches for the center of her waist.
"Why," she asks as her hands meet his shoulders rubbing softly at the skin there making him sigh in utter delight.
"This," he murmurs out as he kisses her, "You haven't fed," he sighs lifting her up onto the counter, it's a fact not a question she thinks as he parts her legs settling between them.
Caroline shakes her head as his eyes turn gold she smiles at his unspoken consent as her own light up in green sucking, feeding on his energy. She hums to the music playing as she takes from him and he takes from her until both are sated. His hands rake up the skirt of her dress finding nothing underneath as she squirms.
Her hands run into his hair, why does feeding have to make them so frisky, she asks herself as he grips the fabric of her dress and she hears the stitches tearing. She swats his hand, leading it instead to her hot heat, his touch making her eyes flutter closed. Klaus pushes his hip forward helping her free him of his jeans before she takes him in her hand.
"I'm still going alone tomorrow night," she gasps against his mouth as a single finger enters her at the same pace her hand runs down his cock over the head.
Klaus short circuits, barely remembering she means Carmen, "Fine, casualty is best," he says what she wants to hear having no intention of falling through.
He inserts another finger, "Right," she groans as she kisses him harshly, "No feelings, ah," sparks light up the room as he uses the knuckles of his free fingers to rub pleasurably against her.
"No strings," he adds as she plays with his balls with her other hand before sucking on her tongue as his other hand rubbed over the lace bra she wore hardening the nipple.
"You keep your date tomorrow," she said out of breath as she felt him pinch her breast making her cry out as his mouth descended upon it over the thin fabric of her dress and bra.
Klaus nodded, "I'll sleep over at her place," he said biting at the perfect swell of her breast remembering their unspoken rule of never bringing anyone over here.
"You better," she moaned as his mouth toyed with her, his fingers working deftly at the clip of her bra before he ripped the tiny straps of her dress down.
"Fuck Klaus," she cried as she clamped down feebly on his hand trying to escape her before she found relief only to push her hands off of him.
"Exactly," he murmurs before he glides into her taking her so hard, her back is bent perfectly against the microwave behind them.
She gives as good as she gets needing him to feel as good as she felt hours ago when she rode him into sweet oblivion. He takes the challenge, biting, sucking on her breast, her neck, marking her with his fingers, his whispered words, his teeth. Better than she remembers, she thinks as her hands claw down his back gripping his ass silently asking him to be harsher with his thrusts.
Klaus feels when she breaks, her hips mindlessly rocking against his until pleasure consumes her and he's left thrusting into her drawing it out for as long as possible. He smiles into her neck as he shuts his eyes feeling her hands curl at the nape of his neck asking him to cum for her and with a grunt of her name he does. Her heaving breasts are his pillows as he rests, her pants in his ear are like music, her perfectly colored body is like home.
