A/N: Warning-more sexy time in this chapter. If you wish to bypass that part, stop reading when Caroline goes into the kitchen. It'll go on until about the very end of the chapter, so keep that in mind if you want to skip ahead!


The hospital ended up keeping both Caroline and Elijah for about a week's time. That man had surprisingly contracted no illnesses or gotten any serious injuries. He was a survivor through and through.

Caroline's group periodically came in and out, saying hello to her and asking how she was. She always said she was fine, even near the beginning of her stay. They brought her little get-well gifts too, and Elena had been nice enough to bring her a change of clothes.

And as the days passed, it honestly did get better. Caroline didn't feel as weak as before, and her color was slowly coming back. The feel of her couch felt oh so close.

Of course, Klaus rarely ever left her side during her time in bed.

Both Caroline and Rebekah had to force him to go home and sleep on occasion. They thought he had been, but Rebekah later found out he had only gone to visit Elijah. It slowly dawned on Rebekah and Caroline that, for now, his home was at the hospital, because that's where his family was.

After the week was up, sleeping arrangements had been made between the four. Elijah would eventually come to stay with Klaus, but for the first night he would stay with Esther and Mikael. They wanted to see him just as much as everyone else. This also gave Caroline and Klaus a little alone time together. She planned on taking advantage of every minute she got with him.

Her plans didn't stop there. Tomorrow, she would get to prepare another group dinner for everyone. Breakfast, really. Like her and Elijah had talked about. Everyone would come over, and it would be a big we-survived-all-this-shit-now-let's-celebrate party. It was what they all needed after everything that had happened. She just wanted a fun time for them to eat and be merry.

They had all agreed to be at her place around six. Rebekah would bring Elijah over, since he hadn't been to the café before.

But, now…she had other plans on her mind.

Caroline wanted Klaus, but he wouldn't want to do anything that would hinder her recovery. What he didn't seem to understand was that she was feeling a lot better, and the doctors had given her a green light on any strenuous activity. If she didn't release some of that, Caroline would internally combust. Rebekah had suggested persuading him. Making him an offer he couldn't refuse. But what was that magical offer to make him agree?

Needless to say, she had been planning her form of attack since getting into the cab.

It didn't stop once they arrived at the coffee shop around seven in the evening either. Thankfully, she was able to walk at this point without any trouble. The stab had caused her to lose a lot of blood, but it hadn't hit any major organs. So now that she was ready to go, all she wanted to do was convince Klaus that she was capable of doing rather fun activities that they needed to revisit. It wasn't that complicated.

Klaus kept eyeing her suspiciously as they walked up the stairs, and entered her apartment. He knew something was up. Of course he did. He always knew when she had something on her mind. Be it good or bad.

"How are you feeling?" he asked.

"For the hundredth time, I'm as good as new. Just a little battle scar to show off when people want to mess with me," she said lightly.

"That's not funny," he said seriously, going straight for the couch and lying down.

"Okay, too soon. Did you ever get your stuff back from your friend? The one who dropped you off in Thailand?"

"Not yet. I'll get it sometime soon, don't worry."

Caroline smiled as she walked over to where he sat, lifting his head up gently so she could sit down. She eased his head back onto her leg so she could play with his hair.

There was a loud crack outside, and Caroline turned her head in time to see the rain start pouring against her windows. It was like nature was giving its permission for her to do naughty things with Klaus. Thank you nature…thank you.

"So do you know what would be-"

"Don't even think about it," he sighed, closing his eyes as he settled into her leg. She frowned.

"What?"

"You think I haven't noticed the look that's been in your eye since leaving the hospital? I know what you want."

"Oh. Well, why can't we then?"

"You just got out of the hospital, Caroline. Do you really think that's the best idea?"

"Yes," she said simply. That was a stupid question.

"It's not. Why do you think I wanted to go to your apartment instead of mine?"

"I don't know?"

"This way, you don't have access to my shirts," he said, grinning smugly. She bit her lower lip. Dammit. Those were his weakness. Honestly, why didn't she have a shirt of his at her place yet? That needed to be fixed.

Caroline slowly leaned down so her mouth was next to his ear.

"There is no way I could…persuade you?" she whispered.

"Nope," he said, completely unmoved. "You can try all you want, but I'm not changing my mind."

"Alright…we'll see," she said, getting up from her spot, allowing Klaus' head to fall to the couch, and walking to her bathroom. This wasn't over.

"I'd prefer you didn't leave the apartment, sweetheart. Would rather not lose you again."

"No worries. I plan on making you succumb to me in the confines of these four walls," she stated confidently. Oh, did she ever plan on making him succumb.

First thing was first though. A shower.

She hurried inside, shutting the door behind her and underdressing. It took her about ten minutes to shampoo, condition, and scrub her body entirely from any leftover hospital stay. Once her hair smelled like a field of strawberries, she hopped out, and wrapped a towel around herself.

Next were the curtains. It was dark outside with the oncoming rainstorm, so there would be no peeking into this apartment while her lights were on. Every now and then she would make sure Klaus wasn't looking at her. He wasn't. In fact, he hadn't moved an inch.

"Sleeping over there?" she checked.

"Wide awake actually. Just waiting for you to sit back down." Ha. As if.

Caroline walked into her bedroom and opened her drawers, digging through the mounds of lingerie she had. Victoria's Secret was a guilty pleasure for her and Elena. Any lingerie store was. The clothes were just so cute!

The clothing best suited for Klaus' tastes were anything black. That was for sure. She decided on a lacy, black bra with matching silk panties. Caroline went back into her bathroom afterward to fluff her hair, brush her teeth, and apply strawberry Chap Stick to her lips.

There. That would do. She admired herself in the mirror, spinning around once, before heading back out into the fray. Caroline made sure to sway her hips as she walked out. She also made sure to stretch suggestively when she was in Klaus' line of sight.

"I feel so much better after that shower!" she said happily. "And getting out of those clothes? I really needed that."

"You did. I didn't want to alarm you, but you were beginning to smell a little ripe," he said nonchalantly, opening his eyes slowly with that smug ass half-grin on his face like usual. Her brows furrowed. He was resisting her charm.

"Well…no matter now. I feel like after lying in that bed for so long though…I need to stretch. Care to do some yoga with me?"

"Sure. I'd love to," he drawled. Ah, so Klaus was prepared for the challenge. Caroline eyed him up and down. Not an arousal in sight. Damn.

She went and got the mats from where she had them placed and out of the way. After handing Klaus his, and spreading hers out on the open floor, she sat down. He copied her, placing his directly across from hers.

Then, he got that mischievous glint in his eyes, and pulled his shirt over top of his head. He continued undressing until he was in nothing but his black boxers. Caroline crossed her arms determinedly, promising herself she wouldn't get aroused before him. So…Klaus didn't want to do anything, but he was all too willing to tease her?

Game on.

"Comfy?" she asked, her tone full of impatience.

"Very. And are you planning on doing yoga in that?"

"Of course. Is…that a problem?" she asked knowingly. But he only raised both of his eyebrows in amusement, and shook his head.

"Not at all."

"Good. Let's start, shall we?"

He swept his hand out in front of him, and she nodded once. First, she sat down and did basic stretches. She touched her toes with her legs out in front of her, and Klaus copied. After a few more warm-ups, she began the poses. Of course, she was only planning on using the ones that could be considered suggestive in her attire.

The first one Caroline did was a full camel pose. She wasn't fooling around. With her shins planted firmly on the mat, she bent backward so that her head was touching both the mat, and her feet. Her hands then came around to hold her feet as well. Caroline could feel her boobs popping out of her bra just a little as she faced Klaus. He watched her appreciatively, but the next second; he was doing the same thing as her. This time, his junk was facing her.

Shit. Her plan was backfiring. That was attractive.

She quickly backtracked, ready to change poses after a minute or so. Klaus heard her moving and unfolded himself from the pose too. Caroline set to work on a dolphin plank pose, making sure to face him like she had done last time. Klaus looked as if he was going to do the same thing, but proceeded to do a peacock pose. His arms flexed as he held his body parallel to the floor, his gaze meeting hers. Without much warning besides a wink, he took one arm away, holding himself up with only his other now. His back muscles flexed as he twisted and turned trying to get situated.

Or he was just showing off. There was that too. Either way, it made her very horny.

"What's the matter, sweetheart? The thick…sexual tension beginning to bother you?" he teased.

"You wish," she replied lamely. Oh but how he was right.

Not only that, she was a little jealous. Caroline was bendy, but her strength was lacking. She could do a peacock pose, but she had to use both arms. Her goal would be to somehow learn to use only one hand.

"How's your stomach?" Klaus asked her, genuinely concerned. Not an ounce of stress was in his voice either. She sighed.

"It's wonderful. Can't feel a thing." That was the truth. The doctor had said she could do anything. Why didn't he get that?

"If you're sure," he said, slowly bringing his body back down to the floor and sitting. She did the same.

"I am," she said with exasperation. Caroline stood up, bending down to touch her toes, with her body completely folded over. Perhaps with her ass in the air for him to view, he would be…moved.

Klaus wasn't though, and only stood up to copy her movements. This was frustrating. She shouldn't be more turned on than he was. His lack of boner was proof of that. Caroline grunted, standing straight up.

"I'm going to get some water," she said annoyed.

"Hurry back," Klaus taunted.

Caroline could have hit him. Slammed him against a wall. Shredded his boxers off and…she needed to calm herself. Was he honestly going to tease her this much and not do anything with her? Or was he planning to all along, and was just waiting for her to give in first? Both options weren't necessarily bad, but she wanted that beast in him to roar. And she wanted it to because she caused it. Just this once, since he wouldn't take the lead tonight. Caroline wanted him to slam her against the wall again, but he wouldn't do it. She knew him well enough to know that. So it would have to wait for later.

For now, she just had to get him to give in. Submit to his desires and completely indulge in his wants, and therefore hers as well. It would happen…Caroline was certain of that. She was just running out of ideas.

When she opened the fridge, the answer to all her questions stood in front of all other food items. It shone brightly as the heavens above rejoiced and sang their praise for her fiendish mind. The sex gods, who were not in the form of Klaus, had answered her prayers.

On the little bottle of chocolate syrup, was a sticky note.

Couldn't help myself. Thought I'd surprise you two with a welcome home gift. Enjoy.

-R

Bless that child.

Caroline grinned, daring a sideways glance toward the direction of the living room. Thankfully, Klaus couldn't see into the kitchen from there. Her plan could be executed without question.

As quietly as she could, Caroline took the bottle from the fridge, removed the note, and popped the top off. It hadn't been loud, so Klaus wouldn't have heard it. Fantastic. Now was the fun part. It would be messy, but boy would it be fun.

Tipping the bottle very carefully, she poured some chocolate down her chest, so that it would run down to her stomach. She grinned to herself as she looked toward the living room.

"Oops!" she squeaked.

"What's wrong, love?" Klaus asked.

"I spilled food all over me." She heard a deep guffaw, and then footsteps.

"Are the water bottles that far back in the-" he stopped mid-sentence, his smile faltering as he saw the chocolate sauce dripping down Caroline's body. She tried not to convey her emotions, relaxing her face so that she looked completely innocent and helpless. It was only there because she was clumsy after all.

"I spilled chocolate. The cap must have been loose," she shrugged. Caroline bit her lower lip as she watched Klaus' now dilated eyes rake over her. His tongue darted out absentmindedly to lick his lower lip.

That was much better.

"Shame…" he said distantly, his eyes never leaving her body.

Klaus slowly walked over to her and kneeled down, that predatory gaze roaming her chocolate covered stomach. Caroline took her forefinger and trailed it up her body, getting as much syrup on it as she could. His eyes followed that finger all the way up. She stuck the finger in her mouth, her lips enveloping it so that all the chocolate would be licked clean. His mouth hung agape without shame as it popped out of her mouth without a trace of chocolate.

"Well, somebody has to clean it up. Guess I should-"

"Please…allow me," he interjected, his voice husky as he trailed his finger over the chocolate on her. She shivered from the feather-light touch. Klaus tasted the candy-coated finger, his eyes rolling back into his head as he swallowed the chocolate that had been all over her moments before.

Caroline grinned, letting him ease her down onto the kitchen floor when he shook himself from his stupor. There would be no time for going to the bedroom. And she didn't care. Klaus had given in, just like she thought he would. There was no denying it by the way he was eye-sexing her.

Klaus immediately set to work once she was properly positioned. Her head was on the floor now, and his head was down by her waist. Klaus' mouth began trailing kisses up her stomach, starting around her naval, as he licked and sucked her clean. She gasped from the feel of his tongue on her chocolate covered stomach.

That very tongue continued to move with expertise over the sauce, making sure she was completely clean before working it's way up to her chest. He nipped just a little at her bra before licking the chocolate from her chest. When he looked up, his lips had small traces of chocolate on them. Traces she happily kissed off.

When they pulled away, Klaus eased her off the ground enough to unhook her bra. She arched her back to help him out until he pulled the garment off, and tossed it across the room. He then straddled her with the chocolate bottle in hand. This sugar fest wasn't over yet.

He drizzled just a little on each of her erect nipples, the excess liquid slowly sliding down her side. She gasped as his mouth landed on her left breast first, suckling all chocolate from its surface. His tongue glided over the pebbled mound, flicking and teasing until her eyes were forced to close. She could feel her panties getting wet as Klaus moved to work on the other breast.

After she was completely licked clean, he poured a thin trail down her stomach, stopping at the hem of her panties. Klaus took extra care not to pour any over her little scar. He treated that area tenderly, giving it a small kiss before resuming his ministrations. Caroline smiled at the loving gesture. It made her want to do this with him more often.

"Next time…we should get caramel too…" she breathed.

"If we can do this again…I'll get any flavor you want," he said seriously.

"What do you want?"

"I prefer chocolate and strawberry myself."

"Then we get caramel and strawberry next time," she laughed.

That laugh quickly turned to a moan as his lips went back to her stomach. He kissed off the chocolate, while his mouth hovered just above her skin to move from one spot to the next. Some of the liquid had pooled in her belly button, and he all too eagerly sucked it out. The sound that came out of her mouth couldn't have been human.

When he reached her panties, he slid those off her legs and tossed them in the direction her bra had gone. Klaus didn't bother putting chocolate on as he began sucking her hot center.

Caroline's hips bucked instantly, making Klaus hold her down with his hands. She shuddered under his licks, her skin more sensitive than she had thought. God did she want this though.

He continued kissing and licking, his hands massaging her hips and inner thighs all the while, until she was sure she would explode.

"Klaus…" she whimpered, digging her hands into the floor as his tongue finally hit that one, special spot to make a wave of euphoria wash over her. Caroline's toes curled and her body tensed as she came hard into Klaus' mouth. She tried to regain her breath as she looked up in time to see Klaus swallowing her juices. After a couple of minutes, she was good for another round. That had been desperately needed.

Caroline could see the erection he had that was pushing against his boxers.

"My turn," she purred, sitting up and crawling toward him. Caroline put her hand on his chest, and coaxed him to lie down. It was her turn to straddle him now, as she took the chocolate bottle and drizzled the syrup down from his chest to his navel. He tried to watch her for as long as he could, but she heard his head hit the floor as soon as her lips touched his chest. His hands tangled into her hair as she licked the sweet sauce from him, cleaning him until not a sign of chocolate remained.

The moans that her tongue elicited form him made her grin as she continued peppering kisses down his body. Her fingers slid gingerly over his skin, trailing down his sides until they reached the waistband of his boxers. Caroline dragged them past his feet, releasing the strained length from its uncomfortable prison. She tossed the boxers away, and began drizzling chocolate over his hard-on.

Caroline wiggled down until her mouth met his chocolate covered length. Klaus groaned in ecstasy when her lips took him whole, her tongue sliding up and down as she cleaned him thoroughly. His hands ran through her blonde locks, encouraging her to gain a little speed. She obliged willingly, bobbing up and down until she could feel his body go rigid under her. He shook violently as everything spilled into her mouth.

She made sure to meet his gaze before swallowing it all. Klaus managed to look completely undone by the sight. Caroline smiled, licking any excess from her mouth. After Klaus had gathered his composure, he sat up and brought her lips to his.

"Look at that…you are all patched up," he said, that raspy voice making a beautiful return.

"I told you," she smiled.

"You certainly did. I think to make up for it…we should go clean ourselves off immediately," he said slyly. She caught on, standing up and dragging him with her toward the shower.

"Can you slam me up against the wall again?" she asked hopefully, wiggling her eyebrows as she did. He only laughed.

"Got a kick out of that, didn't you?"

"I like when you act rough. You just never do." Caroline went into the walk-in shower beside her tub, and turned the faucet on. She had to adjust the temperature until it was just right, otherwise it would be boiling hot or freezing cold.

"Caroline, I don't want to hurt you. I thought you knew that."

"I get it, but how long before you trust yourself with me? Before you trust me enough to know that I would tell you if you hurt me? Because guess what?"

"What?" he asked. Klaus stepped into the shower behind her and shut the door. Caroline turned to face him as the water began soaking her hair for the second time that night.

"I trust you. I trust you not to hurt me. You can control that beast in you, Klaus. I know you can. I don't think you're even capable of hurting me. You just need to have faith in yourself," she said with certainty. Caroline shook her head and reached for the strawberry shampoo she had used earlier.

She understood it to a point. To have done all the things he did, and then be rough with his girl could be a difficult transition. But Klaus couldn't always be worried about breaking her. She wasn't this fragile china doll to be displayed on a shelf. This wasn't even all pertaining to their sex. How were they supposed to do anything else if he was always afraid of hurting her? He had to trust her enough to know she would say something if he was. And most importantly, he had to trust himself. Klaus needed to know he wasn't some monster that should be feared. He wouldn't hurt her.

Right as Caroline turned back around to face Klaus, she felt herself being slammed against the shower wall in a very familiar way. Only this time, there was no arm against her throat. Instead, her hands were pinned to the wall with Klaus' hands, and he was staring at her with a feral intensity she hadn't seen before. It was the biggest turn on. God...she was awful.

"Are. You. Sure?" he asked, his voice low, and very severe. Klaus wasn't joking around with this. She nodded.

"I'm sure. I trust you. Now you need to trust yourself. We'll never know the limit if we don't test it."

Slowly, and a bit reluctantly, he nodded in agreement. His hands intertwined with hers against the wall as he roughly brought his mouth onto hers. Since Klaus had his body pinned against her body, and the steam from the shower continued to fog the clear shower door, she was feeling rather dizzy. Oh yes! Caroline was practically giddy with excitement. Her body was already tingling again, anticipation rising low in her belly.

If she had thought Klaus had been a sex god their first time, she wasn't sure what to call him this time. Should she call him a sex beast? No…he was her beast.

Klaus sucked on her bottom lip, licking and nipping until she opened her mouth wider for him to get his tongue inside. Her tongue danced with his, the two fighting for dominance. Eventually, Klaus won over. Hell, Caroline decided she was just going to enjoy the ride. It's what she wanted, so why not enjoy the fruits of her labor?

His fingers untangled from hers, and ran down her sides, then her thighs, stopping as he met the spot right under her knee. Klaus hitched her leg up around his waist, rubbing her ass before giving it a good squeeze. He was marking his territory, trailing rough fingers back down her thigh as he continued to passionately lay claim on her mouth. Her arms went around his shoulders while her hands raked through his wet curls. She would always be his.

The thought caught her slightly off guard. Always was a long time to be somebody's at all. She wondered if it was just a lust filled statement, made only because everything about Klaus was covering her body. But then she knew it wasn't. This weird, and wondrous relationship of theirs was like none she had ever had. Klaus would always be different from the others she had been with. And he would always have her heart.

Caroline's head rolled back as Klaus' mouth moved it's way down her jawline, and then to her neck. His kisses, mixed with the growing temperature, sizzled with the fervor of which he was administering them. Since her eyes were closed, she hadn't expected his hand to come to her face, and demand her attention.

His eyes were asking her if she was ready. Caroline nodded her head, saying she was indeed ready. She was very ready. She wanted to submit. Klaus nodded in acknowledgement before she felt him inside of her.

With one leg still hooked around his waist, he began moving in and out of her at a steady rhythm. Her hands gripped his shoulders with an iron tight grip, unsure of how strong she would be after this.

His pace began to quicken, forcing her to literally mewl from the impact. His hips glided in and out of her without wavering, his breathing becoming heavy as he kept her body pinned to the wall. She didn't dare buck her hips, no matter how badly she wanted to. Klaus' full lips found hers once more, requiring more attention as he continued pumping his length inside her.

Caroline's grip tightened when he didn't slow down, and she felt the edge coming closer and closer. She moaned into his mouth, her noises of pleasure and bliss being muffled by his all consuming mouth. It was obvious Klaus didn't plan on slowing down until she had released at full force. Or he did. Caroline wasn't sure who would orgasm first.

Finally, that sensation erupted through her core as she felt herself grow weak against Klaus. He held her up though, aware that she had gone over. Klaus continued pumping, not slowing down as he tried to orgasm next. Caroline rode out her waves, breathing heavily as Klaus continued his rough pace. She felt him tense, and his head pull back so that he could place his forehead on the wall next to her head. Caroline ran her fingers along his back, and that was all it took to help him reach his peak.

Klaus came with a guttural moan, releasing for the second time that night. Caroline stroked his hair as he recovered, placing sweet kisses on his shoulder until he was breathing normally again. He pulled away and placed his forehead to hers, caressing her cheek gently while her hands rested on his chest.

"Are you…okay?" he breathed, no doubt checking that he hadn't done any damage or gone too far. She only smiled.

"That was…oh god that was amazing!" she exclaimed happily, unable to contain her giggles. Caroline saw a hint of pride in his eyes as he kissed her forehead.

"Come on…let's get washed up."

They spent the rest of their time in the shower washing each others hair and body, cleaning all of their sex and chocolate mess up. When everything was spotless, she turned the water off, and stepped out with him. After drying each other with languid movements, they dragged themselves to the bed.

Caroline flopped down on it immediately after putting clean panties on, while Klaus bent down and started looking for something in the very bottom drawer of her dresser.

"What are you doing?" she asked, watching him with confusion.

"Looking for…ah, these," he said, pulling out two of his shirts. Her eyes narrowed.

"Where were those earlier? When did they get there?"

"I brought them over some time ago. We always sleep over, so it made the most sense to have some extra clothing."

"Right…" she trailed off; catching the big gray shirt he tossed her. Caroline put it on, wondering why she hadn't looked there earlier when searching for something sexy to wear. Once she had his shirt on, Klaus was already pulling out boxers from the drawer, and putting them on as well. She threw her hands up in surrender and got under the covers. For gods sake was she that blind?

Klaus chuckled at her display. She then watched him make a trip around her apartment to turn the lights off, and check to make sure the door was locked. After that, he walked over and crawled into bed beside her. Caroline was pretty sure their escapades had gone on until late. What was it now...midnight?

"I think I'm going to sleep really well tonight," she murmured as his arm snaked around her waist, and brought her closer to him.

"I believe that makes two of us," he whispered next to her ear.

Caroline brought his hand to her chest, kissing his knuckles softly. Her eyes began to flutter shut from exhaustion, but all she could think about was the warm body behind her.

"Caroline?" his voice asked, breaking through her thoughts.

"Hmm?" she asked sleepily.

"Thank you."

"For what?" she asked, rubbing her thumb lightly over his fingers until she felt herself fall asleep. Caroline still managed to catch his words to her before weariness won out. It made her smile, even while sleeping.

"Trusting me."


A/N: Yay for chocolate sauce! Hope this met expectations. I try to find a balance when writing smut, since I would like my fics to stay on the site. So sorry if it's not as dirty as you would like.

More fluff to come!