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Longest chapter yet ;)
Klaus was standing there, looking quite unhappy.
Enraged was more like it.
She looked away from him and continued to grind her ass into the man's crotch letting a smirk cross her face. Now she was messing with him on purpose. Before it had been about having fun and possibly getting some blood out of it. Now it was just a happy coincidence that Klaus was watching her dance suggestively with another man.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" he demanded, suddenly standing right next to her.
He was furious, he thought she had been resting upstairs in the Salvatore boarding house. No she had been here, letting disgusting humans touch her. He was furious that she was letting a human touch her in such an improper way. Sure this was a common form of dancing in this time, but he was even angrier that she was letting this human touch her and dance with her and not him. He was actually envious of a human, and that disgusted him.
"Having fun, go away," she said making a shooing motion with her hands. She looked away from him and raised her arms in the air as she danced, rolling her hips backwards.
"Yeah man we're busy," the stranger said, tightening his grip on her hips—she frowned. Sure she could mess with Klaus, but this man needed to shut up or his head wouldn't be attached to his body much longer. Sure she may not care about the human, but Klaus had a temper and they were already causing a small scene.
He turned to the pathetic excuse of a human who had their hands all over his Caroline. Wait a minute, his? He shook away the thought as he saw the man's left hand bravely venture inwards.
He grabbed the hand that was venturing dangerously close to the zipper of Caroline's jeans and twisted it back at an unnatural angle.
The pathetic human cried out in pain his body contorting in a way to lessen the painful twist in his arm.
"Leave, forget this ever happened," he said his pupils dilating—the human's struggling ceased. "Forget you ever met Caroline" he added. He watched with a satisfied smirk as the human walked away from them across the dance floor and out the door of the bar, with a dazed look on his face.
"Seriously?" she demanded her eyes alight with anger. She was actually surprised he didn't kill that man right on the spot. She had been pushing his buttons right in front of him.
"How the hell did you find me?" she demanded, she had thought she would at least have an hour or two before Stefan and Klaus finally tracked her down. She surprisingly was actually a little happy that it was only Klaus that found her.
"Cellphones can be tracked sweetheart" he said smugly watching the fury dance across her features. She was beautiful and sexy as hell when she was angry—a force to be reckoned with.
"You traced my cell phone?" she nearly shrieked, looking around as she realized people were already glancing their way.
He grabbed her by the top of her arm and dragged her off towards a secluded corner of the bar. He was in no mood to do damage control if she caused a scene.
"No I did not trace your cell phone," he said in a lower voice. "I simply checked the closest bar that wasn't the Mystic Grill," he said with a smirk, clearly proud with himself for finding her so quickly and easily.
She growled at him as she ripped her arm from his grasp.
"You are infuriating," she hissed. "I was just having a moment of fun." She crossed her arms over her chest and glared at him. "I did not turn off my humanity to sit around, locked in the Salvatore boarding house with you and Stefan," she snarled.
"Well you're not staying here," he said grabbing her arm again and making his way towards the door, pulling her unwillingly beside him.
"No" she said firmly digging her heels in to stop as she tugged her arm away again. "I'm going to stay, finish my drink and dance—you can either leave or stay, your choice," she said and turned away from him, walking back to bar.
He watched her with wide eyes. The nerve of that woman, he thought shaking his head slightly as a small smirk graced his features. He watched her walk away, curls bouncing. His eyes wandered lower, over her curves and her swaying hips. He snapped out of it as she sat down, the stool obstructing his view of her backside. He groaned inwardly. Staying it was, he thought and walked over to the bar as well.
He raised his hand at the bartender who nodded at him that he would be over in a moment.
"So you're staying?" she asked a little shocked. Didn't he have better things to do, like plan with Stefan on how to end Silas.
"Why not, I could use a little fun as well," he said as he sat down on the bar stool to her left.
"Fun," she repeated giving him a stunned look. "Do you even know how to have fun?" she asked with raised eyebrows.
He shot her a look.
The bartender chose that moment to come over.
"I'll have a scotch" he said not taking his eyes off Caroline, "straight up," he added before the bartender could ask.
"Of course I know how to have fun" he said with a wicked grin. "Just ask Stefan about the twenties if you don't believe me"
She rolled her eyes at him and chugged down the rest of her drink.
He watched with eyebrows raised as she took the remaining half of her drink and gulped it down.
"Thirsty?" he asked sarcastically.
"Well as a matter of fact I am," she said glaring at him. "I was going to snack on that man, before you scared him off."
"Well he shouldn't have been touching you like that on the dance floor," Klaus snapped. "And I thought you didn't feed on humans" he added with a look of confusion. She had shied away from it even with her switch off.
"Well I was going to make an exception on that one," she said shooting him a fake grin and then turning to signal the bartender again.
An exception, why had that human been different from the last? He nearly groaned, he still really needed to talk to her. He had spent the whole day trying to talk to her to no avail. She was basically talking in riddles and alluding to things he had no idea about. Even Stefan seemed to be in the dark on some of the things that had happened to her.
The bartender approached her and glanced at her with a dazed look, compulsion taking over his senses.
"I'll have another rum and coke" she said sweetly.
Klaus was a little surprised that she had compelled the man.
The man walked away to make her drink and she turned to face Klaus again with a grin. He was looking at her inquisitively.
"What?" she demanded when she saw the look he was giving her.
"You compelled him?" he asked eyebrows raised and nodded his head towards the bartender, indicating who he was referring to.
"Well he wouldn't serve me," she grumbled. "Something about being permanently stuck in the body of a seventeen year old girl that doesn't help me have the best access to alcohol."
He nearly forgot that she was only seventeen when she was turned. He had been around twenty-three when his father had killed him, turning him into a vampire. She was very young. Not to mention that she was a baby vampire, only a year old—and he had lived over a thousand years as a vampire.
She looked thoughtful for a moment but then abruptly snapped out of it to look at him. The bartender reappeared and set her drink in front of her.
"So about this fun," she said with a smile as she turned to face him, ignoring the dazed looking bartender. She brought her drink to her lips and took a large sip.
His eyes zeroed in on her lips as they parted and wrapped around the straw between them.
"What did you have in mind?" he asked as he took a sip from his own drink. He was going to need it at the rate this evening was already going. Just the sway of her hips minutes ago, or her lips wrapped around that straw were already getting to him.
He froze as she leaned over, her face was suddenly mere inches from his. He could feel her breath gently stroking his ear as she leaned closer. He took a deep breath and was overtaken by the scent of Caroline. The irresistible scent of vanilla, lavender and spice flooded his senses as she leaned in.
"Dance with me," she whispered huskily into his ear.
Desire shot through him as her lips stroked the shell of his ear. This woman was trying to kill him—that was definitely it.
He swallowed thickly, as she slowly sat back. Her face was still close to his, giving him a chance to stare into her eyes. They were a shade darker than they had been moments ago.
She wasn't avoiding his questions this time. This was just her asking him to dance with her. Sure more seductively than Caroline with her switch on would be—but he wasn't going to pass up this opportunity.
He nodded stiffly and stood holding his hand out to her.
She smiled and turned to take a quick sip of her drink before she placed her hand in his.
He stood and walked towards the dance floor with Caroline trailing behind him, her hand in his. Holding hands would never be something that he could imagine the original hybrid doing. But here he was holding the hand of the baby vampire that for some reason seemed to have captured his heart. And it felt right, he wanted her hand to stay wrapped in his—forever.
As they reached the other people dancing he took his hold on her hand and spun her into him. She collided softly with his chest, making a small sound as the air left her lungs.
The song was slow, but it was nearing its end.
He looked down and met her eyes. She actually looked genuinely happy, but he knew it wasn't real happiness—this was the happiness that came with little to no emotions. Of just having fun and not caring.
The song ended, not even thirty seconds after they had stepped onto the dance floor.
The new song was fast paced.
Caroline looked at him with a raised eyebrow, asking him if he still wanted to dance.
He answered her silent question by taking his hold on her hand and spinning her away from him, bringing her back tight to his chest. He took the hand that was holding hers and placed it on her hip. His other hand came to rest on her other hip, pulling her by her hips closer to his.
She let out a little moan at how closely they were pressed together.
She slowly started to move her hips, and he followed right along. If someone had told her a week ago that she would be dancing like this with Klaus of all people, she would've laughed in their face.
Something about the switch being flipped lowered her inhibitions about Klaus.
She could feel is breath caressing the back of her neck and she leaned back into his embrace. She lifted her hand up as she danced and let it rest on the back of his neck.
He let out a low groan as she ran her fingers through the hair on the back of his head. He was once again getting unbearably hard as she ground her ass slowly into his erection. He had always been slightly disgusted at this generation's form of dancing and how tactless it was. But with Caroline he could dance like this forever. He nearly let out another moan as her hand that was intertwined with his pulled his hand to rest on her lower stomach, right above her waistband of her jeans. She was telling him to put his hand where the pathetic humans had been venturing before he had ripped it off her body. He tightened his hold with his hand resting on her lower stomach, pulling her body tighter to his. He didn't know how much longer he could control himself.
She ran her hand through his curls again, smiling to herself as he let out another low moan. Oh the control she held over this man. For the first time that day she wasn't upset by the fact that her humanity seemed to be unable to completely turn off. She was actually enjoying herself.
She turned slowly in his arms to face him. He was still holding her tight to him, only now his erection was pressed into her lower stomach instead of her backside. She raised both her hands to rest at the back of his neck and proceeded to run her hands through his curls at the back of his head again.
Their eyes met and he could feel the air charged with the energy surrounding them. Her eyes fluttered to his lips and then met his eyes again. Removing his hand from her hip he brought it up to the side of her neck and pulled her closer—
His phone chose that moment to start ringing.
She pulled back turning her head to the side, the moment lost.
He growled with annoyance as he answered the phone and put it to his ear.
"What Stefan?" he growled into the phone, wanting to snap the Ripper's neck in that moment.
"We have a slight problem," Stefan said.
A/N: Omg ok for some reason that was the hardest chapter ive written so far
How old is Klaus? We don't know that do we? Im making him in his mid-early twenties…which puts him at about 6 years older than Caroline (according to when they were turned)
Literally I just danced around after I got that out of my head…its just been in there with no way out….well now its out in words ;)
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