**peeks from under a rock and waves a white flag**
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"Over the weekend I urge you all to become acquainted with your cameras," the older woman instructed, "And also to familiarize yourself with places you'll want to photograph since you'll be visiting them frequently."
With that the professor dismissed the class and Caroline let out a breath she was holding in. She couldn't believe she was enrolled at Tulane. She was officially a college student and she was excited beyond belief.
"Freshman?"
She turned and was met by a blonde girl smiling at her. "Yeah. How could you tell?"
The girl walked around a few students who were filing out of class and then pointed to where Caroline's hands were resting. "You highlighted more than half the notes you took, in multiple colors no less….It's the first day of class, all we discussed was the syllabus," she said chuckling.
Caroline sighed and shook her head in humor. "I'm kinda neurotic."
"I can tell," the girl laughed again. She adjusted her bag on her shoulder and then stuck out her hand toward the still-sitting blonde. "I'm Camille."
Caroline took her hand and shook it, feeling funny because no one shook hands in high school. She felt giddy at the thought. She felt like an adult because of the gesture. "I'm Caroline. I take it you're not a freshman?"
Camille shook her head. "Senior. I'm actually a Psych major but I love anything art. I registered for this class out of curiosity. Have you declared a major yet?"
The two girls walked out of the classroom together as they continued to converse. "Uh yeah, I'm an Art major with a concentration in Photography."
The older girl smiled. "What kind of photography are you interested in? Still Life, Commercial, Abstract," she made a point to look at Caroline's outfit, "High-fashion?"
They both laughed. "I'm not sure yet, we'll see," she gave as her answer. To be honest she picked photography because she figured if she was going to travel the world, she might as well capture it.
Camille nodded but then turned her head in the direction her name was being called. "I gotta go but it was nice meeting you, Caroline. See you next class."
The girls smiled at each other and then parted. Awesome. First day in class and I've made a new friend. Not too shabby, Forbes.
There was an extra pep in her step as she made her way across the still-green campus. The calendars were marked Fall but the weather sizzled summer heat onto the stones of the castle-like buildings of the university. The air smelled of thick moss and she reveled in it.
Despite the fact that she was a vampire, Caroline felt like she was in her element. After all, this was her plan. She had always wanted to go to college as a human and as a vampire her mind still hadn't changed.
She zigzagged through the crowds of students gathered on one of the main pathways. Hands were pushing GRΣΣK flyers towards her but she politely turned them down as she remembered a particular conversation she had with Klaus.
"I want you to be happy, sweetheart. I don't want to suffocate you."
She remembered how serious Klaus had looked the day after her anxiety attack.
"But," he added cautiously, "I do ask that you do not join a sorority or any sort of intense committee that would, in a sense, take you away from me." He kissed her then, his soft lips pressed to hers, softening the blow of the spoken restriction.
It had been two weeks since that day they made the compromise of her going to school as long as her remaining time was devoted to him. She hadn't like the idea of making a deal with him but the problem was she didn't know what choice she had.
Klaus was so complicated in that way. He was so tender with her, wanting the best for her and yet he insistence on anything was so domineering, so intimidating.
The past two weeks made her question their relationship and why exactly she was drawn to him but no matter how often she pondered over it she always came to the same answer.
Klaus challenged her through his love for her and she in return always wanted to rise up to that challenge because she believed it was worth it.
It was a realization full of so many complexities that she would get a headache over trying to simplify the truth of it. But there was no singular way to describe what they had. Their relationship was exhausting because, in so many ways, they were opposing forces. They were both a natural king and queen but each came from a different world. They were both smart but her stubbornness and his arrogance created a friction that could only smooth over through heated kisses and hard desperate sex.
She felt like she was always caught in a storm with him. The whirlwind of emotions that tagged along with being his had her clinging onto him just so she wouldn't get swept away. What other choice did she have? She took a leap of faith with him and, without knowing, that jump put her in a relationship that begged her to survive it.
Still, she loved him.
Caroline loved him not because he put her first or because he could and would give her heart's desire, but because she could see his humanity. She could see it. She could seeit in his eyes whenever she spoke to him. How he would watch her so closely, not daring to blink, because he didn't want to miss anything about her that he knew would make him love her more. She could hear it in his voice whenever he spoke to her about the world and his interests of it. She could feel it in his touch, and he touched her, oh how he would touch her, she thought. The skilled lover that he was made it impossible for her not to see his passion but she could feel it in his innocent touches as well. He was in love and it was the most human he had ever been.
It frustrated her to no end that he wouldn't let anyone else see this or at least let anyone experience it through family-love or friendship. His love for her was as plain as the day but as secretive as the night. His humanity was for her and her alone and how amazing, she thought, that he would give her something so rare, that he would trust her with something that he believed could be used against him.
She skipped down some steps and waved back at people she met the day before. It was only the second day of classes so she started for the library to collect and activate her student I.D card. After that she would have to stop by the bookstore. She smiled at her to-do list. It was just so normal. So human.
Her phone sounded and a grin crossed her features when she read who was calling. "Hey Mom!"
"Caroline! Oh sweetie it's so good to hear your voice. I called you yesterday ya know," Liz chastised her daughter.
"I know, Mom, I'm sorry. I was just really busy. I was gonna call you some time today I swear."
"Yeah yeah yeah, don't worry, I get the message. My daughter is a vampire now and she's too cool to call her mother now," she joked.
"Mom, I still need you in my life okay," Caroline responded rolling her eyes.
"But not my permission, right?"
Caroline frowned. It was something she told her mom when she said she was leaving Mystic Falls with Klaus. The conversation hadn't gone over smoothly and Caroline told her that since she was a vampire she didn't need her human mother to give her permission on who to love and how to live her life.
Eventually they worked it out. Liz still wasn't happy that Caroline was with Klaus but in the end she trusted her daughter's judgment.
"Mom—"
"Sweetie it's okay. I've had time to think about what you meant by that. It's okay. I just want you to be happy. You are happy right? With Klaus? You're happy?"
"Yes Mom, I'm happy. But you're about to be happy too."
"And why's that?"
"Because," she sung, "I'm officially a student at Tulane University!"
Her Mom made a sound of complete joy. "Oh Caroline I've always wanted you to go to college. Tell me what classes you're taking."
At that, Caroline went into full school-mode and began to describe all the courses she was enrolled in.
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"He and his followers have practically moved into the bar I work at," Sophie added after she just explained that Marcel was trying his best to charm her.
"Ah, yes and while I'm sure that's good for business, you've still yet to answer my question, Sophie, darling," Klaus said impatiently.
"Niklaus," Elijah scolded. The older Original faced away from them and was deep in thought as he stared out of a grand window.
"No, he hasn't hinted anything to me about being half witch," she answered Klaus flatly.
"Then what information have you to give me?" Klaus growled. He was in no mood to deal with the Marcel situation. In fact, he had the intense urge to go pick Caroline up from school, take her away, and show her the world as he always intended. He sneered at the memory of Elijah lecturing him just hours ago.
"This is family business, Niklaus. What threatens you, threatens all of us and it is true the other way around. If Marcel comes to power do you really wish to live your life on the run? Is that the kind of life you want to share with Caroline?"
"Do not bring her into this brother."
"Then do not be foolish!"
Klaus scoffed and clenched his fists, the complete opposite stance of Elijah's calm posture. "What evidence do you have that makes you believe Caroline and I would have to run?"
"It is not the evidence I have, Niklaus. It is the lack of it."
He knew his brother was right. Marcel had a card up his sleeve that he had yet to play. It was imperative that they uncover his secret. In the vampire world everyone understood that an Original is King, is God, is Creator. They were the origins of Eternal Life and therefore must be respected, admired, but above all feared.
He went over to the wet bar and tilted the amber liquid filled decanter to his glass the sixth time that day. Alcohol had very little affect on him. Pity, he thought, because he felt like he was in serious need of distraction of the fact that Caroline wasn't near him.
"Anyway," Sophie said interrupting his thoughts, "he invited me to his club tonight. He's been very charming."
"Falling for him, are you?" Klaus provoked.
"He killed my sister. I want him dead," she said levelly.
"A witch out for a vampire's blood. How original."
"No but it is an Original's problem. You created him in your image, Klaus," the witch bit out.
"And one of you, I assure you, has aided him! Whether it is your coven or another, it is not my fault one of your own assisted him to get where he is now!"
"Niklaus!" Elijah glared at his younger brother.
"Save you paternal guidance, Elijah." Klaus moved to leave the room.
"Where are you going?"
"I promised Caroline I would pick her up," he bit out.
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Caroline let out a huff after finally finishing her to-do list. Her walk became brisk when she realized the time. Klaus said he would pick her up so she hurried to where he said he'd be waiting.
She smiled when she recognized the sleek black sporty convertible, one of the many cars he owned, parked alongside the curb.
Klaus stepped out and walked around to her. She took her time to admire his graceful form as he approached, clad in black and leather, the complete opposite of her soft and colorful outfit. The two of them were so opposite but in the end they were just different sides of the same coin.
"Hello, my sweetheart," he said just before he planted a warm greeting kiss onto her lips. The gentleman that he was took her backpack from her shoulder and then he kissed her again. For a fleeting moment his tongue dipped into her mouth and she could taste the bourbon he had been sipping through out the day. It was a taste she had become accustomed to, bourbon and blood, but sometimes it was just minty fresh toothpaste.
"Hi," she beamed up at him and her smile grew wider when he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her to him.
"Hello," he said again while he sported his own infectious grin. "Did you have a pleasant day?" He felt like with her he had no problems. It was a feeling he had never experienced until her.
Caroline watched his eyes dance all over her face and the moment made her feel special, simply special that he was the only one that looked at her that way. She lightly rested her arms on his shoulders, one hand sneaking into his hair on the back of his head. "Yeah. I like all my classes so far and I made a few friends."
"Friends?" he teased.
"Yes, friends, Klaus. If you didn't already know, I'm actually pretty good at making them."
"Oh I know, Caroline, just as long as they stay friends then I am happy for you."
She threw her head back and laughed as she bounced into the passenger seat. "You're so jealous."
Klaus ignored her very accurate statement as he slid in next to her and then shifted the gear into drive.
The route back to Bella Nuit didn't pass or go through the Quarter but it was scenic nonetheless. It was a quiet drive to which Caroline would occasionally glance over to Klaus and every time she did his lips curved into a knowing smirk.
"Did you miss me today, Caroline?"
He's so full of it. Instead of feeding his ego she simply shrugged her shoulders. "Actually school was kinda distracting. I didn't even have time to think about you." She turned her head away from him and bit her lip to keep from laughing.
"Hmm, I see," he replied softly.
They finally passed the large iron gates of Belle Nuit and were greeted by a footman to which Klaus passed off the car keys to. Caroline was still getting used to being waited on. She once told Klaus she felt like she was living in an episode of Downton Abbey but he didn't get the reference. It was only when she saw Elijah down the hall did she start to giggle because he was smiling at her. Just by his expression she could tell that he understood her reference all too well and from that day forward the two of them would express opinions of the show and exchange the occasionally bicker of what they predicted would happen in the following season.
"Hello Caroline," Elijah greeted as he appeared from one of the libraries. "You look lovely as always."
Klaus rolled his eyes at his brother who was obviously still flattering Caroline just to get a rise out of him. Despite Elijah's gentleman appearance and manner of speaking, Klaus finally blamed him of being the model for Kol's bad habit of being annoying. He didn't dwell on it too much. In fact every time the thought came up he pushed it aside almost in anger.
"Well thank you, Elijah. Any news on Marcel? Did Sophie find anything out about him?" she asked, eager for information. Klaus loved this side of her, the part of her that was willing to face the unknown, but the deeper their knowledge of Marcel grew the more concerned he became.
"Not really, but I did." Valentina appeared from behind Elijah, smirking as her heels clicked across the foyer. She slammed a thick folder against Klaus's chest and then twisted her neck and smiled at the elder Original. "Elijah does his best to find out what he can but he just doesn't have my looks," she finished laughing, a sly expression still etched in her features.
"What is it?" Caroline asked Klaus.
"They're lists of vampires who follow Marcel, and also the covens he has control over," Valentina interjected.
Caroline nodded. Two weeks passed and her and the other woman have still yet to actually have a decent lets-get-to-know-each-other-so-I-can-decide-if-I-s hould-hate-or-trust-you conversation.
It seemed Valentina was thinking the same thing because she was staring at Caroline with the same curiosity. "Like your dress."
"Thanks," the blonde replied with a short smile.
Klaus by now was going through the papers in the folder. He slowly walked further into the estate into his own study and Elijah joined him. Caroline watched as the brother's disappeared, wondering if she should follow or if she should trust that he would tell her everything later.
She decided on the latter and picked her backpack from where Klaus had set on one of the foyer chairs. She trudged up both flights of stairs and when she made it to her room she collapsed on her bed, all of sudden tired from the day. She closed her eyes and breathed in the lavender scent that always lingered in her large space.
"Long day?"
Caroline's eyes shot open and she sat up to find Valentina standing in the entry with her arm propped up against the side of the door. The Latin beauty let herself in and she picked up a picture frame that was sitting on the dresser.
"He's cute," she said smiling as she touched the picture of Stefan and Caroline with his arm around her.
"What do you want?" Caroline hadn't meant to sound rude but she assumed that she would rather be with Elijah and seriously, why is she in my room?
She shrugged as she walked further into the space, her arms crossed in front of her as she looked at Caroline's jewelry and other trinkets the girl was starting to collect. "We haven't had a chance to get to know each other. I thought I'd say hello."
"Oh."
Valentina chuckled. "Want to take a walk?"
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"Have you spoken to our dear sister?" Klaus asked, unable to hide the bitterness in his voice.
By now the paperwork was scattered across his desk as both men were hunched over scanning the names and marking certain locations on a map.
"She's yet to return my calls. I gather she's still with her human companion somewhere across the pond," Elijah answered. He scratched his chin as he stared at their markings.
"She's being selfish."
"Why is she selfish, Niklaus? Because she isn't following your orders. Our sister has dedicated a great deal of her existence to obeying your every command. Let her be. Besides Valentina has offered to assist us in Rebekah's absence."
Klaus clenched his fists and tightened his jaw. "Tell me brother, what did Valentina say to you that made you trust her so easily?"
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For a while the crunch of earth was the only sound that echoed beneath Caroline and Valentina's in-season footwear. The bright afternoon was slowly melting into a warm evening and the sounds of the Quarter could be heard in the distance as the two women meandered through the cemetery that was just off Belle Nuit's property.
Caroline's eyes roamed around, seeking an exit or a stake, what the hell was I thinking coming out here alone with her without even telling Klaus? Stupid Caroline. Stupid.
Sensing her trepidation the other woman finally spoke up. "I promise I didn't bring you out here to hurt you, Caroline. I honestly just wanted to take the opportunity to properly introduce myself."
Caroline decided to play along. "Yeah it's been a busy past few weeks. I've been meaning to say hello."
"But Niklaus has made sure that you never had time to, am I right?"
Crossing her arms with her brow furrowed, "Why is it that you and him hate each other?"
"How about I'll answer your questions if you answer mine? Sound fair?" Valentina wiggled her eyebrows. She was fun by nature but Caroline was still on her guard. "I'll answer first," she said, sensing the blonde's hesitance. "Niklaus and Kol turned me over six hundred years ago in my home country, Spain. It was only when Kol died did I realize who my true sire was. You see, I was in love with Kol but Niklaus never let me act on my feelings. I never understood why I could never disobey Niklaus. Apart from him compelling me to constantly crave blood, the times he didn't use compulsion I still felt this inner desire to please him, even if I hated him."
"You were sired to him," Caroline said numbly as they traveled deeper into the historic graveyard.
"Yes. I'm not anymore though and I presume it's because we've spent so much time apart. So to answer your question, I hate Niklaus because he ruined my chance of finding true love and happiness."
It was a lot to take in for Caroline. Since she'd been with Klaus she spent most of the time separating the Original Vampire and the Original Hybrid. She was well-aware that Klaus had a past and that most of it was red but hearing this kind of story from a person, from one of his victims, was not only scary but overwhelmingly eye-opening. "I'm sorry." She didn't know how else to respond.
By now the two had stopped walking and they both ended up on opposite sides, leaning on white crypts that were part of endless rows of similar looking graves. Valentina only shrugged. "It's in the past. I'm merely giving Niklaus a hard time because I want an apology from him. But anyway," she sang and clapped her hands together, "I believe it is my turn to ask a question."
"Ask away." It was only fair, Caroline thought.
"Where did you get that dress?"
"What?" Her jaw dropped at the question.
"I've been to all the stores around here and I haven't seen that dress anywhere."
The blonde laughed. "Um, Klaus bought it for me," she answered as she recalled the closet he built for her.
Valentina only nodded but then looked away into the distance. "Kol used to shower me with such gifts. It must be a Mikaelson trait."
"You say you love Kol but is there something happening between you and Elijah?"
The older vampire immediately returned her gaze to Caroline and it made the blonde stiffen for just a moment from emotion she saw in the woman's eyes. In that same moment, Valentina softened her features and sighed. "You're very perceptive for such a young vampire."
Caroline kept her chin up, not in arrogance but in effort to show she wasn't afraid. Which I totally am not.
"Elijah and Niklaus were at odds when I was first turned. He knows the history I share with his brothers because I told him but I also took the time to get to know him. Elijah is…different. A bit more mature obviously. For now he is a trusted friend. He knows I'm here because I've already forgiven Niklaus. I just want an apology."
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"And you believe her?" Klaus sneered at his brother.
"Yes I believe her. Is what she told me not true?"
"You already believe her so why bother asking me?"
Elijah rolled his eyes. It was becoming a habit around his brother. "I am asking you now. Brother, is it true what you did to Valentina and for that matter, Kol?"
Klaus shut his eyes and let his back fall against the rich paneling of the study. "Yes."
"So then move on. You are not the same man you once were. Apologize to Valentina and then move on."
"You cannot possibly believe that after what I did she actually wants to help us."
"She has no family Niklaus. She has moved on from the past. Besides, it wouldn't be the first time a woman looked beyond your ability to be cruel."
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Caroline walked into her room wanting nothing more than to shower after a long day. Talking to Valentina had been surprisingly normal, despite the history she had with Klaus, Caroline felt that in the end Valentina was entitled to an apology.
"Where the hell have you been?"
Klaus stormed in from the ensuite bathroom-closet, his eyes ablaze with anger and, to his frustration, fear.
"Do you realize I've been calling you? Bloody hell, Caroline. I just got back from the university, thinking you were with some event committee."
Caroline put her hands on her hips. "I told you I wasn't going to join any committees. I promised remember? Or did you not believe me?"
"Where were you?"
"I was with Valentina in the cemetery that we always pass when we go to the Quarter."
"Why?" he growled.
"Because we wanted to get to know each other. God you're so annoying." She brushed past him and went into the bathroom and began taking off her jewelry and then freed her styled-hair in front of the mirror.
Klaus watched her as she got ready to take a shower. Slowly his anger melted away and he began to breathe a little easier.
Caroline shook her head as she pulled away her thin belt from her dress. "Valentina told me everything. I think you should apologize." She looked up and tried to gage Klaus's reaction through the mirror.
"What else did you and Valentina discuss?" he asked, schooling his features to give away nothing.
"She said that Marcel was going to be at some club and that we should be there tonight." She tore her eyes away from him and lifted her dress over her head as she still planned on taking a shower.
Sophie and Elijah told him the same thing so the news of the club was no surprise to him. He could care less about the club though because he wanted nothing more than to have Caroline to himself. He caught her waist just as she was about step into the shower and pulled her to him. "You're so beautiful," he said into her hair.
However, Caroline wasn't in the mood for his compliments especially since it was just a few minutes ago he was yelling at her. I really need to remember my phone next time.
He could feel her resistance but he was a persistent man after all. He turned her around and held her face. "I am sorry for yelling at you. I was wrong. I was just worried Caroline." He gazed into her eyes as he waited for her to make a decision. He felt like he had a waited forever but when she tentatively touched her lips to his he knew he had won.
"Stop smiling," she said against his mouth as she felt his smirk grow.
Klaus chuckled but then roughly picked her up and carried her back to the grand mirror and set her on top of the sink counter space. He spread her legs and stepped in between them. "Oh sweetheart you are a divine sight," he said huskily as he admired her naked form spread out in front of him.
Klaus's jaw went slack as he slid his hands over her smooth thighs up to her navel and then up further to squeeze her breasts. He could feel how her body reacted to his touch. How her skin instantly warmed. How she shivered whenever he danced his fingers across her stomach and he especially loved that she almost always bit her lip whenever he touched her breasts. She had become an open book to him. Her body was no longer a secret but now something just for him. Every time he touched her his need to keep her ten-folded. The feeling was driving him insane because every time he felt the urge to claim her it came across as domineering or intimidating. Caroline moaned and reached toward his belt buckle.
"Missed me, love?" Klaus asked for the second time that day.
She grabbed the back of his neck and brought his mouth down to hers. She moaned at the taste of his lips and delved her tongue into his mouth greedily. At the same time she undid his belt, unzipped his pants, and then slid her hand under his boxers, grasping his already hard length and began to stroke him.
Klaus panted into her mouth as she continued to jerk him off but then he abruptly removed her hand and forced her to wrap her arms around his shoulders. "I'm quite sure you've missed me but let me check to be sure." Without warning he slid a finger into her hot center and when she arched her body and gasped he smiled at her. "Oh yes," he leaned down and whispered in her ear. "You've most definitely missed me, Caroline."
Caroline moved her hips as she craved some sort of friction but his hand remained still. When she opened her eyes she found Klaus was looking at her as if waiting for something. A few seconds went by and he pulled away from her entirely and smirked at her confused and frustrated expression.
"It's getting late and we need to get ready to leave soon," he lied. "Go ahead, love. You can take a shower first."
Caroline slammed her hands on each side of her. "Are you kidding me," she yelled.
"No," he answered as he slowly backed away. "After all you were about to get into the shower before I interrupted you." With that he strode out of the bathroom and into his own bedroom.
Asshole. Caroline fiddled with the shower knobs and tried to allow the cold water to work away her frustration. She couldn't understand why he would leave her hanging like that and she growled because of it. She scrubbed her body and rigorously shampooed her hair but it all did nothing to ease her inner aching. Giving up on the cold water she adjusted the temperature to warm. She shook her head as the thought of pleasuring herself crossed her mind because the thought of him catching her in the act was embarrassing to her. Still the longer she contemplated the more she craved to give herself some sort of relief.
Klaus was almost regretting his decision of walking away but he stood his ground. He wanted her to come to him. He wanted her to admit she missed him because he had most definitely missed her. He wanted her to need him.
He pulled his already unbuckled belt from his leather pants and then tossed his shirt over his shoulder. He sat on the edge of his bed, his head in his hands as he counted the minutes that passed by that Caroline did not come to him.
Despite the running water, he could faintly hear her heavy breathing. At first he assumed it was because she was just frustrated but it was only when he heard her breathing quicken did he decide he was going to join her. Oh no you don't, sweetheart.
Klaus quietly slid open the glass shower door and his heart nearly leapt out of his chest from the sight of Caroline pleasuring herself. With one hand touching her breasts and the other moving in circular motions between her legs, the way her body was arching against the marble wall he could tell she was close.
Caroline's mind was filled with images of Klaus touching her, of him taking her. He was everywhere do everything to her body and she figured her mind was so clouded with thoughts of him she swore she could even smell him. She clenched her eyes tighter as she felt the beginnings of the familiar unraveling of an orgasm. In just a moment she was close to making herself—
"Caroline are you using all of the hot water?"
She gasped loudly not in pleasure but in absolute shock that he was now stepping into the shower with her, the spray of water hitting his naked body as he neared her.
She flattened her palms against the wall and straightened her body in hopes of keeping what she was just doing a secret but by the gleam in his eyes she could not only tell that he knew but that he also saw her. Oh my god. Shoot me now.
Klaus chuckled at her wide eyes but then instantly frowned and regretted laughing when he watched her hide her face with her hands.
"No no no Caroline," he begged tenderly as he gently pulled her hands from her face. "Please do not hide from me." He brushed her cheeks under her eyes with his thumbs and he could feel the heat of her blush. "Oh sweetheart."
This time Caroline hid her face in his chest as she pressed her forehead to his skin. "God I'm so embarrassed."
He threaded his fingers into her hair, softly pulling so that her head was tilted back again. "Do you know," he began slowly, "how incredibly sexy you are?" He ran his finger down the side of her face, down her neck, down the side of her body and he squeezed her hip. "I know you have needs, Caroline. As do I." He lowered his head and began laying hot open-mouthed kisses on her neck, sucking and licking at her skin. "And as much as I'd like to be the only one to give you pleasure," he kissed her hard on her mouth, capturing her chin with his hand only so he could slip his tongue inside and caress hers. He pulled away when they were both breathless and clinging to one another. "Promise me one thing."
She looked into his eyes and their gazes locked. Caroline was burning for him just as he was for her.
"When you pleasure yourself, only think of me." He smiled when he saw her blush again. "Stop blushing."
"I can't!" she finally spoke laughing. She giggled even more when she replayed the scene in her head of him catching her. "I can't believe, I mean you're so, how long were you there watching me?" she finally managed to ask.
"Not long." He admired her as he played with a few strands of her soaked hair. "Do you want me to leave? I think you were close so I can let you finish if you want. Just let me at least wash my hair first."
It took her a split second to realize he was teasing her. "Oh my god stop it!" she playfully hit his chest and blushed furiously again.
They both laughed loudly, both feeling lighthearted and carefree. "Did you miss me today, love?" he asked her again but this time he sounded so hopeful and yet still unsure.
Caroline reached up and held his handsome face. "Of course I did. I thought about you all day. I like school but I like you more." She smiled when he closed his eyes and leaned into her touch.
"I love you."
"I love you too," she replied. She kissed his strong chest. "And I missed you." She then wrapped her arms around his wet body and kissed his shoulder. "And I need you."
Klaus reacted instantly to her touch and words, wrapping his arms around her tightly and grasping her hair again to pull her head back. He slanted his mouth over hers and they took their time kissing, exploring each other, tasting one another. Their hands became greedy too as they began to roam over each other's bodies and when Klaus finally touched her aching center she nearly jumped from the contact.
"Please," she moaned.
"My love," was all he whispered before he sunk down to his knees and guided one of her legs to rest over his shoulder.
Caroline gasped as she felt his tongue swirl against her, and her gasping continued as he switched from licking her languidly to swirling mercilessly. She ran her fingers through his hair as she struggled to catch her breath. He wasn't stopping. All her thoughts were focused on what he was making her feel, of his tongue and how he knew just the amount of pressure to apply or when to flatten it against her and let it linger there and move it ever so slightly. He hooked his hand underneath her thigh that rested on his shoulder and pushed it toward the wall just as he pressed his tongue to her harder, still swirling, then licking, and then finally he sucked gently and her world shattered. Caroline screamed and her body bowed until it was almost painful and she shuddered as pure ecstasy rippled within her all the while he slowly kissed his way up her body.
The spray of the shower was cold but they were too hot to care. Wordlessly he lifted her by her thighs and entered her swiftly. She moaned loudly, her eyes opening to find his locked onto her. Watching her. And he took her. Hard. Fast. Taking and giving until she screamed his name and he groaned loudly, his face buried in her neck. "I love you, Caroline."
**Goodness! Fifteen pages later…
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