Reminder rated M for sexual situations. Very much so in this chapter.
Caroline opened the door to the car, still carrying Nic's shirt and jeans and saw him staring at her. He had not moved and was laying just as she left him. His eyes were wide and she nearly laughed at how adorable he looked with the tape still over his mouth looking so vulnerable laying there in just his underwear.
"Honey, I'm home!" she sing songed at him. She dumped his clothes down on the seat and patted her pockets once more to make sure she knew where the empty syringe was. She pouted at him seeing his deep stare turn into a scowl of most likely impatience that he had been left like this for so long. "Awe, did you miss me?"
He glared at her. He had never been put in this kind of position before by anyone and he was not impressed. He had played her game long enough and actually was quite proud of himself that he did in fact stay put for her. But now he was more than ready to be freed. However she still had not even removed the tape from his mouth and the way she was smiling at him, it looked like she was enjoying seeing him like that.
He shook his head back and forth and tugged on the ropes. Yes, they could come apart with barely any effort on his part. He had only stayed there knowing she was coming back and had said she would make it worth his while. And he was damn curious what that meant. He was smitten by her, no doubt in his mind. He had never let any girl tie him up like this. But she was for sure not just any girl. She was his queen and he knew that he was wrapped around her little finger.
Shaking his head again, she finally removed the tape with a rip and he winced as it tore at his lips. "Well it's about time you got back, darling! Do you have any idea.." But the rest of his sentence died on his lips as she grabbed his head and collided her lips with his. He lay there, feeling her straddling him and he opened his mouth to her, sliding his tongue between her eager and open lips.
"I missed you," he breathed between kisses. They kissed like they had been apart for ages; hungry needy, deep and passionately. He pulled on the ropes, wanting to touch her and she slid her hands up his arms and stilled them.
"Not yet Nic," she said sweetly. "Please just trust me."
Her eyes were pleading, her lips fully and pouty and already looking swollen from his kisses. He gasped as he felt her hips rubbing back and forth against his. "Please, for me."
He grinned at her. He had barely known her two days and he already found it almost impossible to say no to her. He watched her shimmy out of her jeans, slip her jacket off, laying it on the floor and then pull his gray shirt over her head.
He had all the intention in the world of resisting her wanting to be the dominate one here. He had been seconds away from ripping his wrists from their bonds, spinning her under him and destroying the rest of her clothes. But then he froze, seeing her despairing eyes looking into his and his resolve melted like a snowman in the sun.
"Alright, luv," he snapped at her, his breath hitching slightly at the feel of her fingers sliding down his bare chest. "I will let you be in control here." He held up one finger of his bound hand. "Just this once." He saw her smile the second he said that.
He sat up at far as the ropes would allow. "But don't you think for a second that I will not get you back for this. For being gone for so long and just leaving me tied up and damn near naked here. You don't even look like you had a shower like you said. And I thought you were bringing us both blood for breakfast."
She opened her mouth and then just stopped not sure what to say. "Well, I uh tried to. Someone was in the bathroom again. And about the blood. Damon was sleeping so I didn't want to wake him to ask him where it was." She shrugged, praying he could not tell how much she was lying. "I just figured I would go back later. "
"Or..." Her eyes twinkled as she looked at him and she lifted her neck up and smoothed her hair to one side. "You can feed from me baby. As long as you heal me after. Katherine took a lot of my blood last night and I still feel pretty weak." Her smile grew as she licked her lips at him. "And if you want me to have energy to ravish you over and over then I might need a pick me up." She saw him nodding at her and it looked like he had believed her. She hated lying to him at all or even using her body and something that should be so intimate between them as a means to get what she wanted. But she knew she needed to do this for Stefan.
Nic tugged on the ropes again and she knew she had probably used up most of his patience. She scooted forward on his lap, straddling him and she tunneled her hands in his hair. She saw a lazy, lusty expression on his face and she smiled seductively at him. She leaned in, pulling his head closer and covered his lips with hers, pressing her whole body against him. They lazily kissed for a few minutes, just enjoying the feel of being close again. "M mm, baby, you taste so good."
She heard him moan his agreement to her statement as he stretched his head up, hungry for more of her lips. She ravaged his mouth, her tongue exploring every crevice and dip in it, taking in his taste and how the softness of his lips felt against hers, compared to the roughness of his cheeks. She broke away from him after a few minutes and licked and sucked slowly across his strong chiseled jaw. Then she dug her fingers in the muscle in his strong shoulders as her tongue continued to explore him.
Nic's head fell back against the coldness of the window behind him as he felt her twirl her tongue around one of his nipples and he let out a throaty groan against her bare shoulder. He grabbed for her bra with his teeth and tugged the one strap down her arm, exposing more of her delicious cleavage to his starved eyes. He watched her laugh at his attempt to undress her more without the use of his hands.
He looked deeply in her eyes when she lifted her head. "Caroline, my lovely...please..." he choked as he spoke as he felt her half naked body rub all the way down him, her fingers tracing circles down the sides of his body, squeezing his hips.
"Let me see you." he begged. His eyes were wide and glazed over with pleasure as his tongue darted out from between his lips.
She smiled at him, her core pressed hard against his throbbing need and slid the other strap down her shoulder before moving in to kiss him again. This time her whole body was laying flush with his and she grinded her hips into his. "M mm, Nic," she whimpered as his tongue traced the inside of her mouth. She could feel the ropes rubbing back and forth on the seats she had him tied to as they kissed.
He longed to touch her, to run his hands all over her soft skin. She was driving him crazy and he did not know how much more of it he could take. But he was loving every minute of it her rapt attention on him and very much wanted to see where she would take this since she was in control.
Caroline slid still lower and rubbed him on top of his boxers. He was a hard as a rock, bucking his hips at the feel of her soft caresses. She kissed down the smooth planes of his stomach and lapped and licked at the salty skin of his hips. Her eyes snapped up to his face as she watched his reactions to her touch.
"M mm, fuck, Caroline," he panted out as he felt her pulling on his boxers, freeing him from their tight constraints. She bent down toward him, her blue green eyes boring into his she licked up his length and the sensations she saw she was giving him made his eyes roll back in his head. He groaned again and pressed himself up toward her warm tongue. She swirled her tongue around his tip as her hands clutched at his hips, drawing him closer to her before she pulled just the tip of him into her mouth and sucked on him gently.
"Damn woman, I am not going to last to have you if you don't stop that. You are driving me wild." Nic gasped out as his body jerked again as he felt her hands on him and rubbing him up and down to increase his pleasure. Shit, the friction of her soft hands on him in addition to the warmth and softness of her mouth and teasing tongue felt so fucking good.
He lay back, his head thrashing back and forth, his eyes open but unseeing, just letting his arms lay limp against the ropes as he soaked in all the feelings she was bringing out of him. After a few minutes and her pulling more moans, gasps and groans from his mouth than any woman that he had ever been with in his life, he felt the coil in his belly stretched far too tight for him to last.
Inhaling sharply, he lasted a mere few seconds more before he finally could not take it any longer and he ripped the ropes tying him to the seat to shreds, leapt forward and grabbed for her head and plunged his tongue in her mouth, kissing her like a man that had been without water for days. He felt her wrap her arms around his neck, her fingers tangling in his hair.
"God luv, you are amazing," he mumbled when they took a breath. His hands were cradling her face, his thumbs on her cheeks as he tasted every inch of her mouth. He could never get enough of her kisses and smiled against her lips, just treasuring the goddess he was holding in his arms.
She had mentioned before that she had no other clothes here so even in his lust filled state, he had the presence of mind to not rip apart her underwear or her bra. He was going to be a gentleman and respect her wishes. He had let her play and have her fun and he smirked making himself a mental note that she was in for a hell of a ride the next time and he planned to use a blindfold and silk ties; the whole 50 shades shit.
He nearly laughed at himself thinking back in the tomb that he had told Stefan and Elijah that he had almost thrown up because of the 50 shades bondage fun that had been going on then. It was amazing him how quickly just the thought of that turned him on, now that he had such a beautiful, perfect person to experience it with.
He found himself actually feeling sorry for Damon and the love he had found in Elena, only for him to rip it away from him before the day was out. If Damon's love for Elena was anything like how he felt for his sweet Caroline, he could imagine moving heaven and earth to stay together.
She felt him unhook her bra, spin them around, so she was under him and then insistently tug her panties down her legs, all at once. She nearly felt her breath knocked out of her at the speed of his movements but loved the attention he was now showering on her.
It made her feel so awful for what she was going to do. She knew she had him right where she needed him; focused on her, so that he would hopefully not even notice that she was planning to slip his blood into the vial that was ready and waiting in her jacket. She threw her head back in pleasure and glanced at her jacket, laying on the floor as she felt him kissing down her throat and sucking in the skin by down her neck. She was so scared that this could be it for them. What if he didn't forgive her? What if in saving her friend, the one who taught her to be a vampire...she lost the love of her life? Could she live with herself?
She whimpered underneath his skillful touches and teasing, as his fingers wandered all over her body. His tongue found his way down her chest till he nestled his head right against her breasts and looked back up into her eyes.
He waited silently till her eyes found his. "I love you Caroline. I love you so much. You are everything I have ever dreamed of and looked for, for a 1000 years." He lifted his head from her and climbed back up her body and nuzzled her nose against his. "I know we hardly know each other. I don't even know your favorite color."
Nic saw her looking strangely at him as her eyes were on his. She wore a puzzled look, likely from the silliness of his question, but she also looked sad, melancholic and he wondered why that would be. "I know it's silly; your favorite color, your middle name, or even what a dream of yours for the future is. But we have plenty of time for that." He bent to kiss her eyelids as they had closed when he mentioned a dream of hers. He heard a gasping cry from her pursed lips as he kissed along her cheekbone and to her ear, sucking the earlobe in his mouth. He felt her hands along his back and up his arms and he rubbed himself against her more, earning himself another whimper.
"I hope you know my lovely, that I don't just want you for this delectable body of yours." He shifted himself more beside her and ran his fingers down her chest, between her breasts and down her stomach and between the folds at her core, as her muscles clenched at his touch as he spoke. He was kissing down her neck, sucking and laving her skin.
"I want to be in your heart." He went back up to her lips, his kisses more rough as his fingers teased her wetness and then he pulled them back out and traced a heart over her breast with her juices before he bent his head and kissed it all away. He saw heard her groan and watched her legs fall more open, wanting more.
"I want to be the only man you think about." His hand went back down and stroked her little bundle of nerves confidently, watching her body tremble in reaction to him as his lips licked and twirled around the skin of her breast. Her eyes were darting back and forth between his, her hands squeezing his shoulders as she her body arched toward him in every way it could. She felt like she was on fire.
"I want to lay the world at your feet, my lovely. I want to show you all the wonders of the world and watch as everyone seeing us so in love and wants what we have." He gently pushed one finger into her heat as he heard her mewl and buck her hips as he continued to tease her up to a fever pitch.
"Oh, f-Nic, oh," she whined, her voice raw with desire as he started sucking harder on her skin, and she could barely tell where all the touches were coming from.
"And I want to be imprinted on your soul." He swirled his finger and added another, rubbing her just right and he grinned watching as she bowed almost off the seat, pressing his mouth to her breast and she fell apart before him. Her thighs trembled as she raked her nails down his arms and cried out his name. He held her hips and let her ride out her high. His eyes not leaving hers for a second. He wanted time to stand still right there as she threw her head back and forth and then he stared deeply in her wildly passionate eyes.
"That...is what I want to be for you." he finished, as he moved to straddle her again. "That... and so much more than you could possibly ever dream."
And he didn't even give her a second to process everything he had just done and what his heart had just poured out to her. In one smooth move he angled his hips above her, burying himself inside her and swallowing her gasp of pleasure in his mouth.
Caroline clutched his shoulders tighter and basked in the deep meaning of his words, the taste of his kisses, the feel of his body around her and the tremble as her high slipped back down.
She was so scared this might be the last time. Could she really go through with it? The way he was looking at her now, kissing her, holding like telling her that he would put the world at her feet...how could she betray him?
As amazing as everything was feeling she had to do it. How could she live with herself if Stefan died today? How could she be happy and in love with Nic if she knew that Damon had lost Elena to him. Or that Nic was going to go through with his plan to kidnap Damon and Elena's babies. No, no matter how good it felt, how strong her feelings were getting...she could not let that happen. She could still hardly believe it. Could her best friend be pregnant with Damon's children already? It still sounded so unbelievable.
She groaned burying her head against his shoulder, not wanting him to see her face right now as she felt him holding her so tight.
She fought the desire to just break down and cry in his arms and beg him to save Stefan's life. That way everyone would win. But he had been angry at her and was not willing to let go of his lust for power to protect her from his father. So how could she expect him to be willing to heal Stefan? All he wanted was Elena; to use her for the spell or to use her babies. So how could she think he would willingly give Stefan the cure.
No, that was too much of a risk for her to chance that he would do that. This way...stealing his blood was quick and certain and then she could just deal with the fallout with him after. The way he was with her right now, she just had to trust that as strong as his feelings were that he would eventually forgive him.
His hands were on her hips, pulling her closer than she already was and she turned back to him and could barely focus on his face and his eyes the as the intensity of their love making climbed. She felt her muscles tightening again, her legs wrapping around his hips as she gazed at him. He looked like he was mesmerized by her reactions to him.
She slipped her one hand in the pocket of her jacket and held tight to the vial, popping open the top and it sprang back out of the way. She pulled on him indicating that she wanted them to sit up and he responded right away. Sitting in his lap, as he gripped her hips up tightly lifting her up and down on him with ease as he quickened their pace. She finally tore her mouth away from his lips to kiss down his jaw and to her neck and down across to his shoulder.
It was now or never or she would not do it.
"Nic, I'm so hungry for you baby," she called to him. He tilted his head to the side in a silent invitation to feed from him and before she could plunge her fangs in, she felt his pierce her own skin.
She had no idea it could be this easy. She leaned down, still panting hard at all the sensations she was feeling. His strong hands were cradling her hips, as she felt the pull of the blood leaving her artery in her neck as his fangs were deep in her skin.
She bit hard into his throat and whimpering out his name letting some blood slide down his back. He wanted him to think that she was just being messy in the throws of her passion for him. She felt his blood in her mouth and sucked up enough to pool in her cheeks before leaning back behind him and letting it drip in the bottle till it was almost full. She moaned and squeezed his arm, pressing her body into him and feeling her climax approaching, and bit him again hoping he would not have felt what she did. She closed the vial and feeling him pulling back from her shoulder she pushed him back on his back and whimpered his name.
Almost home free, she thought as she was suddenly hit hard with her high and he turned her head to him, looking deeply in his eyes. He was staring at her, transfixed in her gaze as she watched him fall over into bliss just after her. "I love you Caroline," he gasped out as he closed his eyes in reaction.
"I love you too, Nic," she cried out and used that moment to quickly fumble her hand around beside them till she found the jacket pocket and slipped the vial inside. She breathed such a sigh of relief as she lay with her head against his shoulder, feeling his arms around her and rubbing them back and forth on her sides.
"Luv, are you okay?" he asked.
She froze wondering if he had somehow known what she had just done. They still were not looking at each other but she nuzzled her body in more, hating herself that she was using sex and his love for her to distract and deceive him. She wanted him to forgive her for this and prayed that he would. But how could she forgive herself? Laying her in his arms, still feeling him deep inside her she felt a tear slip down her cheek and she stifled a sob.
Nic could tell something was wrong. He had seen how conflicted her eyes looked at him and now instead of answering him she had been quiet and leaning against him. He pulled her head up and looking into her eyes. "My lovely, what is wrong?" Then he saw the tear. She was crying? Why on earth would she be crying? He wiped his thumb across her cheek tenderly and saw her give him a half smile.
She sniffled and moved her hand to cup his face too. "I'm okay Nic. I just..um. I just felt so overwhelmed and I don't why I started crying. I am just so happy." She smiled more radiantly at him, hoping that he would not ask more.
He studied her inquisitively his eyes boring into hers. He let out the breath he had been holding. What had he been thinking? That he wasn't good enough for her? That she had not been satisfied? No, she said she was happy and everything about how they had been together had been mind blowing and he found himself loving her more than he already did. He relaxed in her embrace, still feeling her laying on him as her hair fell across his face.
"Oh, okay. You had me worried for a moment there luv. I'm happy too, more than I think I have ever been in my life Caroline." He smoothed her hair to the sides of her face as he felt it tickling his lips.
She forced another smile at him, feeling like she did not even deserve to hear him talk about her like that.
She opened her mouth, wanting and ready to tell him. "Nic, I.." She looked at him, seeing the tender love for her in his gorgeous blue eyes. She smoothed his curly blonde hair up off his forehead as she bit her lip. She was so scared. "I...I need to ask you something..."
She looked back at her jacket; the blood. Then back at the love of her life, laying in her arms….
Oh God, what should she do?
A/N: I hope you liked it. Whew. They can get hot. I hope I did the bondage scene justice.
Please take a moment to tell me what you thought.
And I have a request...Baby names! I have one name already in my mind but I would love to hear your thoughts of a boys name. Something meaningful, cute and maybe named after someone who means a lot to Damon or Elena. First and middle names requested. And something that sounds cute as a little kids name. I'd love to hear your ideas!