A/N: Abridged summaries:
1. Caroline is dared to give Klaus a blowjob, and does. Smut.
2. 500 words + 30 minutes + angst. NOT A HAPPY ENDING.
3. AU mid-S4. Caroline was (non-consensually) cured, and she is sent to distract Klaus. While on her period. Smut.

Kol dares Caroline to give Klaus a blowjob, not thinking she'll go through with it, and then Kol walks in on Caroline giving Klaus said blowjob (by accident).

"Truth or dare, Carebear?"

Caroline rolled her eyes at Kol's awful rhyme, resisting the urge to throw a pillow at him. Their group of friends were sitting in a circle in the Mikaelsons' living room. Their parents were away from the weekend and rather stupidly expected Elijah and Klaus to be able to make sure Rebekah and Kol didn't cause any trouble.

Unfortunately, Elijah had taken off for a "study session" (which would no doubt last the whole weekend) the second his parents had stepped out the door, and Klaus would rather eat his own liver than responsibly check on them, which meant they were mostly free to do as they wished.

This, of course, meant that Kol and Rebekah invited ten of their closest friends over to play truth or dare, and Caroline had so far managed to avoid anything too mortifying (mostly because there were better targets for Kol to pick on).

Unfortunately, it looked like her time had run out.

She was a terrible liar, so if she picked truth she had to bet on Kol not asking anything embarrassing. However, judging by the gleam in his eye, Kol had a question that was particularly mortifying.

On the flipside, Kol's dares were never tame and often horribly embarrassing (though there was a strict no cellphone policy to make sure nothing got posted to social media, and all of the electronic devices were on the floor in the next room), but nothing was supposed to leave the room.

And it was so much easier to break that rule with a truth than a dare.

"Dare," she said determinedly, meeting Kol's eyes.

"Give my brother a blowjob," he said without missing a beat.

"Excuse me?" Caroline asked, her voice rising in pitch.

"He fancies you. You fancy him."

"No he doesn't, and no I don't."

How had they figured it out? They thought they'd been subtle, but apparently not.

There was a chorus of scoffs around the room, and Caroline huffed. "Look, even if we did like each other, which we don't, it doesn't mean that anything has to come of it."

Bonnie snorted. "And who was the one, exactly who said just last week, and I quote, 'girl likes boy, boy likes girl, sex'?"

"Yeah, but that was about you, not me."

"Are you sure you want to risk the consequences?" Kol asked, and she scowled.

She could tell that Kol didn't actually expect her to go through with it, knew that he was hoping to ask her a truth question that she wouldn't be able to get out of, and that almost made her want to do it out of principle.

So she stood up, her fists clenched at her sides. "Fine."

Kol's eyebrows raised almost to his hairline, but before he could say anything she'd flounced out the door.

She stomped up the stairs, grumbling to herself about nosey best friends, and knocked on Klaus's door.

She tried not to blush when he appeared, hair tousled and dressed in a soft henley and jeans, obviously having just gotten out of the shower.

"Something wrong, love?"

"Kol dared me to give you a blowjob."

"I-what?"

"We're playing truth or dare, and Kol dared me to give you a blowjob, and you know how Kol is, if I'd said no he would have never dropped it. So, anyway, I really really need you to do me a solid and help me out with this," she said all in one breath, huffing exasperatedly when she realized that Klaus was trying not to laugh. "It's not funny," she insisted. "Stop laughing at me."

"Sorry, love," he said, straightening his face. "I know that Kol's a manipulative little shit, but I don't think he would have actually meant for you to follow through with this."

"Of course not," she said, shrugging. "I'd still rather do it than whatever else he had planned instead, which would probably have been worse. Anyway, do me a favor and take one for the team."

"Well, I'm not quite sure how you giving me a blowjob is doing you a favor, but if you insist I'm happy to accommodate."

She snorted, breezing past him into his bedroom. "That's good. Wouldn't want to inconvenience you by sucking your dick."

He seemed to be on the edge of laughing again, but closed the door behind her and then grabbed her wrist, pulling her flush against him and capturing her lips with his.

Klaus's lips were warm and soft against hers, and she closed her eyes as his hands settled on her hips. His tongue ran across her lower lip and she moaned, letting his tongue stroke hers. Her fingers wound into the fabric of his shirt, and she felt an ache start to build at the apex of her thighs. He pulled back, and she opened her eyes to see him looking at her, his eyes dark with want.

Her hands moved up to play with the curls at the nape of his neck, tugging them lightly through her fingers. He closed his eyes and groaned, his hands squeezing just a bit more tightly against her hips before he backed up to his bed, sitting down and tugging her to straddle him.

She moaned softly as she felt him hard beneath his jeans against her center, the ache building quickly as she rolled her hips against him. "Caroline," he mumbled as she moved to kiss and nip at his jawline, his stubble brushing against her cheek. "Do that again."

She smirked as she rolled her hips against him again, making him groan. His fingers were tugging at the hem of her blouse, and she obligingly put her arms up, allowing him to pull it over her head. He cupped her breasts over her bra, pinching her nipples through the fabric, making her gasp. She moved her hands to his shoulders and moved to roll her hips against him, the scrap of lace she wore under her skirt the only thing separating her soaking heat from the rough fabric of his jeans.

"Where do you want me?" she asked, her voice husky as she made eye contact. "Do you want me on my knees for you, Klaus? Do you want to pull my hair while I wrap my lips around you, while I moan around your cock?"

His eyes darkened, and she smirked at him. It was always fun to catch him off-guard with filthy words and wicked smiles. She let out a soft gasp when he unzipped her skirt and let it fall around her thighs, reaching to cup her ass and squeezing it. His finger dipped under the lace to rub the fabric against her pussy, coaxing another moan from her.

"Tell me more, love," he whispered as he moved to kiss her neck, his hips bucking against her palm as she reached to rub him through his jeans. "I love it when you talk."

"You know how much I like getting my hair pulled. If you do it, it'll make it almost impossible for me to resist using one hand to rub my clit while you fuck my mouth. Maybe you could even watch in the mirror, see how wet I am from sucking your cock when I spread my legs to fingerfuck myself…"

He groaned against her, his stubble brushing against her skin as he scraped his teeth down her neck.

"Maybe you'd like to lie down this time instead? Would you like me to bend at the foot of the bed with my ass in the air while I suck you? I know you love staring at it, don't you?" she gasped, moving her hand to tangle in his hair, trying to keep his lips attached to her neck, but he pulled away.

"No. I want you on your knees," he said, and she smirked, moving off of his lap to kneel in front of him. "You're right though, sweetheart. I do love that pretty little arse of yours. Perhaps you'd be willing to pull your knickers and skirt around your knees for me?"

She hooked her fingers around the lace and slid it down to rest under her knees before reaching to rub him through his jeans. "You're so hard for me."

He groaned in answer, his head tipping back as she freed his erection and stroked him a few times, swiping her thumb over the head of his cock.

Looking up at him to gauge his reaction to her movements, she ran her tongue up his shaft slowly, swirling it around the head before wrapping her lips around him. He swore softly as she wrapped her hand around the base of him, her head bobbing up and down as she took more of him into her mouth.

His hips jerked as he hit the back of her throat, and she gagged slightly before pulling away, running her tongue languidly along his length as she watched him grit his teeth, his eyes tightly shut.

"Look at me, Klaus" she demanded before flicking her tongue against the tip of him. "I want you to watch."

She caught his gaze as she took him in her mouth again, rubbing her thighs together, trying to create friction as she moved. The ache building inside of her was almost painful as she watched his half-lidded eyes clearly unable to pull his gaze away from her.

She moved her hand to massage his balls while she sucked him, her cheeks hollowing. His fingers twisted into her hair, and she moaned around his cock when he tugged lightly, his other hand twisting into the sheets.

"Are you wet and aching for me, Caroline? Do you wish that I was fucking your pussy with my cock instead of your mouth? I want to see you touch yourself," he said, his voice tight and low. "Rub your clit for me, sweetheart."

She moaned again, letting one of her hands drag down her body to rub her clit, and soon she was fucking herself with her fingers, grinding the heel of her palm against her clit and moaning wantonly around him as his hips jerked against her mouth, making her gag around him.

Caroline could feel her lower belly tighten as she rolled her hips against her hand, so desperately close to tipping over the edge, and Klaus looked almost as close as he watched her movements.

She pulled back again, running her tongue along his cock again and moving to wrap her hand around the base, stroking him as she teased him with her tongue. "Caroline, I want your mouth back on me. Fuck…"

She smirked as she did as he asked, and he groaned low in his throat, tugging her hair roughly as his hips jerked, his cock hitting the back of her throat. The pleasurable pain of his hand in her hair combined with the frenzied movements of her fingers made her shatter, and she moaned around him as she rubbed herself against her hand when she came.

He groaned loudly as she pulled away, wrapping the hand she'd been touching herself with around his shaft and stroking him, spreading her arousal over him and then licking it off with her tongue in slow, firm movements.

"Do you want to come in my mouth, Klaus?" she asked between licks, and she gasped as he gave her an almost predatory smile.

"Do I have other options?"

She grinned, pulling back and stroking him with her hand as she spoke. "Would you like to mark my breasts Klaus? Know that your come was still dripping over my nipples when I go back to sit with my friends downstairs? You could finish yourself by fucking me from behind, if you'd like. I know how much you love to feel my pussy tight around your cock. You can come all over my ass if you want, and let it dry under my skirt…"

"As tempting as all those options are, love, I want you your lips wrapped around me again," he said, tugging her curls lightly.

She grinned before taking him in her mouth, sucking hard and reaching to massage his balls while she stroked his cock in time with her movements, and he muttered her name through gritted teeth before his hips jerked, making her gag around the head of his cock.

"Fuck, Caroline. God, yes, just like that…"

He stiffened as he came, groaning out her name, and she sucked him hard as he thrusted his cock into her mouth before pulling back and licking her lips.

He watched her as she adjusted her bra before pulling her clothes back into place, and Klaus had only just tucked himself into his pants when the door flew open.

"Nik? D'you know where Caroline is? I was sort of a prick and-Bloody hell. You actually did it."

"Yep, and if we hadn't been secretly fucking behind your back for the last year, I would be a lot angrier," Caroline said airily, fluffing her hair and pushing past him to walk down the hallway. "As it is though, you were a douche, so I will take my goal of making your life miserable as seriously as possible."

She stopped around the corner to hear Kol demanding to know what happened before Klaus told him tersely that it was none of his business and slammed the door in his face.

Caroline hummed to herself as she walked down the stairs, already mentally planning her revenge, as well as wondering if she'd be able to sneak away for a round two...

500 words of angst. 30 minute drabble. NOT A HAPPY ENDING. YOU WERE WARNED.

It was his twenty-second birthday, and he had been staring at his arm for the last hour.

The Mark was supposed to have appeared at 3:24 in the morning, the time he was born, but it was late.

His arm stayed stubbornly blank.

"Still nothing?" Elijah asked, sticking his head into Klaus's bedroom.

The brothers shared an apartment, and it was traditional for one to discover their Mark alone. However, after half an hour of waiting, he'd gone to the next room and told Elijah what had happened.

"Perhaps the time on your birth certificate was incorrect?"

"Or perhaps I have no soulmate."

"Now, Niklaus, let us not become too discouraged. There must be a reasonable explanation."

But as far as Klaus was concerned, there wasn't.

The Mark never appeared, and as the next few years passed, he just accepted that his soulmate was gone or would just never appear. He became cynical, hated seeing his siblings so happy when he could never be. He lost all hope for love.

Instead, he threw himself into work, moving up the ladder of an electronics company fairly quickly, and constantly wondered how people in relationships managed to have time for anything.

He was busy what felt like every second of every day, and it helped him avoid thinking about his supposedly non-existent soulmate.

Two years, four months, and five days after his Mark was supposed to appear, it was six o'clock, and Klaus was tired, hungry, and ready to go home. He waved to Marcel at the front desk before heading to his car, pulling out of his parking space and cautiously driving down the icy roads toward his apartment.

He let his thoughts wander as he drove, cataloguing everything he needed to do that week to stay ahead of his deadlines, and slammed the breaks as soon as he realized that there was a girl about to jaywalk.

Unfortunately, he wasn't fast enough.

He got out of the car quickly, running to the crumpled body on the street, and quickly pulled out his phone to dial 911.

"Don't die on me, love," he said frantically, holding the phone to his ear and checking her pulse.

She just groaned softly, her eyes focusing on him before she went completely limp, her heartbeat still and silent.

Klaus dropped his phone on the street, ignoring the crack of the glass screen echoing through the silent night air, unable to believe what had just happened.

He'd just killed a person.

He went straight for her purse, hoping to find some sort of identification, and pulled out her wallet, checking the ID.

"Caroline Forbes," he muttered, about to get the phone out of her pocket to call a relative when he noticed the Mark on her arm.

The street was poorly lit, it was true, but there was no mistaking the black, curling words etched on her forearm, contrasting starkly with her pale skin.

Don't die on me, love

Here's a request I'm a bit too embarrassed to ask off anon (totally will not be offended if it's not your cup of tea). Caroline is human and has her period, which makes her extra grouchy when she's sent to distract Klaus again. Klaus is a hybrid and has a fantastic sense of smell. Smutty blood play ensues.

Caroline gnashed her teeth as she practically stomped up the driveway to the Originals' mansion.

She was supposed to distract Klaus again, because apparently it wasn't enough that they'd gotten the stupid spell for the stupid cure for stupid fucking Elena, but they had to cure Caroline too for no fucking reason without asking, and now Klaus was trying to kill all of them (besides her) because he was angry on her behalf.

Although really, she probably wouldn't have been as annoyed if she hadn't rediscovered the wonders of being a human female that morning. She'd gotten used to not having to track her cycle for the past year, and when she woke up that morning to find her favorite lace boyshorts ruined, she was not a happy camper.

Anyway, she had cramps and was tired and really wanted to down some ibuprofen and collapse, but instead she was waiting at the door for Klaus to appear so that she could explain to him that killing her friends wouldn't be a very good life choice, and could he please consider redirecting his efforts to making her a vampire again.

The door opened, and Caroline pasted a smile on her face. "Hey."

Klaus raised an eyebrow and stood aside so that she could walk into the foyer. When she turned she saw that his eyes were dark as he observed her, and she frowned. "Klaus?"

"Hello, love. What can I do for you?"

"I was wondering if you had made any progress on something that could help me transition."

"With the cure in your veins it's impossible until we know more," he said, his voice almost absent as his eyes drank her in.

"Well, isn't there a spell for that?"

"Magic isn't like the Apple Store love."

"Well, can't we make one?"

"I have someone on it, sweetheart. You know that," he said, and she felt her heart beat faster as he advanced on her. "Are you hurt?"

"No, I'm fine," she said, frowning.

"You're bleeding, love. I can smell it."

She blushed. "Oh. Yeah. Periods. You know, super fun."

She felt her face flush even more as he approached, his hands landing on her hips to pull her flush against him, and she hummed contentedly as he stroked her lower back under her blouse, nuzzling her jaw.

"You smell divine, love."

"Okay, weirdo. We're not in Twilight."

"I should hope not."

"Did you change your mind?" she asked breathlessly as he licked and sucked at her neck. "I told you, you're not going to break me."

She'd missed his touch.

They'd been meeting in secret for months while the rest of the Mystic Falls crew was set on gathering the necessary ingredients for the ritual. She was lucky that they didn't really need much from her, because they never noticed she was gone. Unfortunately, they also never asked before curing her.

Klaus had been rebuffing her since it happened less than two weeks before, and at first she was hurt, thinking he didn't want her without her vampirism, but then he explained that he was afraid that he would injure her.

Hopefully they were about to solve that little problem right now.

He made a soft sound of assent before running his blunt teeth along her neck, careful not to draw blood. "Tell me if I get too rough."

"I will."

She shivered as his tongue ran along the hollow of her throat, her knees buckling, and she wrapped her arms around his neck to keep herself upright. Her extra-sensitive nipples brushed against his chest through her clothing, and she let out a soft whine as he picked her up to wrap her legs around his waist, moving them to his bedroom and laying her down on the sheets.

She heard her blouse rip as he pulled it away, followed by her bra, and she sunk her teeth into her lower lip as he tugged his shirt off and unbuckled his belt, smirking as she watched him undress completely, his cock hard and leaking precum.

"Klaus…" she gasped as he slid the jeans down her legs letting them crumple to the floor followed by her underwear and pushed her up against the headboard. He pushed her legs lightly to encourage her to part them before he bent down, his tongue darting out to lick the blood coating her inner thighs away.

Her body was quivering from the sensation of his blunt teeth scraping against her skin as he moved his mouth towards her center, and she moaned loudly when he gave her pussy a long, flat lick, swirling his tongue over her clit before closing his lips around it and sucking lightly.

She screamed, her back arching as she reached to bury her fingers in his hair, rolling her hips against his face. She could feel him smile against her skin before he brushed his tongue lightly along her folds, and she moaned his name.

"Fuck, yes, Klaus," she gasped, rolling her hips against his face as his tongue stroked her slick skin. "God, your tongue feels so good on me. I love the way you lick my pussy."

She felt him groan as he swirled his tongue around her entrance, his eyes focused on her to watch her reactions to him. She gasped as he plunged his tongue inside of her, curling it to swipe along her walls. The ache within her was building rapidly, and she quivered underneath him, her eyes closing, mouth dropping open as she arched her back, tugging his hair forcefully as she gasped out his name.

She moaned softly at the loss as Klaus pulled back. "I want your tongue back on me," she said, trying to guide his head back to her center.

"In just a moment love," he mumbled against the sensitive skin of her thighs as he bit them lightly with his blunt teeth, making her moan loudly.

"Klaus, please," she gasped, the ache in her center practically pulsing with need, and he looked up at her, an infuriating smirk on his face.

"What was that, love?"

"Please, Klaus," she moaned, tugging his hair, and he ignored her to continue nipping at her thighs. "Klaus…"

"Ask for what you want," he said, his hot breath on her wet skin making her shiver, her core clenching so frustratingly around nothing.

"I want your tongue on my pussy," she said, her voice breathless and wanton. "I want your face buried between my thighs while you moan at how good I taste for you. Please, Klaus…"

She let out a strangled moan as he licked her center with long, languid strokes, groaning at her taste, and she gasped as he slid his hands under her thighs to encourage her to place them over his shoulders.

He cupped her ass, squeezing lightly as he pulled her core harder against his mouth, pushing his tongue inside of her again, letting her roll her hips to grind her pussy against his face.

"Tonguefuck me," she ordered, her breathing ragged, and she pulled her hand away from his hair, clawing at the sheets as he lapped at her pussy. "I want to come on your tongue."

He groaned against her, pressing her against his face as she rolled her hips against him, the ache in her lower belly so close to snapping, and she swore loudly as his tongue moved away to flick against her clit as he pushed two fingers inside of her, curling them against her walls and making her clench around them.

"Faster," she demanded, and he obligingly fingerfucked her hard, his tongue working against her clit in short rhythmic strokes, and she tensed as she felt herself reach the tipping point before she snapped, her pussy clenching hard around his fingers as she moaned his name, her breathing coming out in harsh pants.

He licked his lips, making eye contact with her as he sucked his fingers clean, groaning around them as she reached to wrap her hand around his cock, her thumb brushing over the tip of him. He pulled his fingers away from his mouth to brace his hands against the mattress on either side of her head. "Fuck, Caroline."

She grinned up at him as she stroked him, her other hand cupping his balls as she watched his face. He was staring at her, eyes heated, and she smirked when he bucked against her hand, his hands clenching the sheets.

Caroline sat up slightly, catching his lips with hers and moaning as he responded, his teeth scraping against her lower lip, drawing blood that he sucked away. She moaned loudly against his mouth, gasping as she broke away.

"Do you want me to suck your cock?" she asked, smirking.

"Perhaps later," he said softly as he bent to lick and nip at her neck. "For now I want you on your hands and knees for me so that I can take you from behind."

She did as he asked, stretching slightly before bracing her elbows on a pillow, spreading her legs invitingly and moaning as he pushed inside of her.

"I missed this," she mumbled, letting her head drop down and closing her eyes in pleasure. "You feel so good."

She felt him kiss her shoulder lightly before scratching his blunt teeth lightly down her back. "I love how tight you are around me, sweetheart, the way you scream for me...You're exquisite."

Caroline gasped as he pulled her hair lightly, her back arching, and she clenched around him, feeling the throbbing ache build up again at the apex of her thighs.

"I love how flushed you are for me, the way your human skin shows how affected you are by my cock inside of you."

She gasped as he gripped her hips, his thrusts harder and faster, though still not hard enough to be painful.

"I'm going to make the most of you being human, love. Though I cannot wait for you to be able to spread your legs and scream for me for hours, I'm sure I'll love how you look sweaty and sated from coming around my cock almost as much. Will you be able to walk tomorrow, Caroline? Or will you be pleasantly sore from how hard I fuck you?"

"Klaus…" she gasped, her body tensing from the way the words rolled off of his tongue.

"I want to take you over my knee and spank you so that I can see the red print of my hand against your arse when I flip your skirt up to take you. I want to see you squirm from the fabric against the mark when you're sitting at the little bar with your friends. Would you like that, sweetheart?"

She nodded, moaning more loudy as he reached around her body to lightly make circles around her clit with the tip of his finger.

"You're going to leave here with my marks along your skin, love. You know that, right? Do you like the idea of walking around concealing the evidence of my mouth on you? Or perhaps you'd walk around in your pretty little sundresses showing every citizen of this town whose name you scream behind closed doors..."

She clenched around him, his filthy words painting a picture in her mind of what it would look like, what it would feel like, to feel the pleasant burn of his handprint on her ass as she walked around town, the marks on her neck that made her blush from how she'd gotten them, and she moaned at the idea.

The tightness in her lower belly was building fast, and when she gasped out that she was going to come, he bent to nuzzle her shoulder, rubbing her clit faster with his fingers. "Would you like me to bite you, Caroline? Just a little nip?"

They'd bloodshared before when she was a vampire, and she didn't even think of the possible ramifications when she nodded.

The feeling of his fangs sinking just below the surface was absolute ecstasy, and her orgasm crashed around her as he sucked lightly from the wound, pulling back as soon as she'd reached her release before spilling inside of her.

She groaned his name softly as she collapsed underneath him, and she rubbed her thighs together, the pleasant ache he predicted blooming under her skin. He rolled off of her, and she sighed contentedly as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her against him, his lips dropping soft kisses along her neck.

She felt him shift as he hardened against her, but he chuckled as she groaned when his cock brushed her oversensitive skin. "I can wait, love. I think I might have tired you out."

"Definitely," she mumbled, rubbing her thighs together as his come dripped down them before freezing. "Wait, you can't get me pregnant, right?"

He snorted. "I've been dead for a thousand years, love. It's safe, I assure you. It's just as impossible as you getting pregnant when you're a vampire."

A/N: Thank you so much for reading. Please do tell me what you think. Did you have a favorite of the three? A line that you liked? Is there anything I can do to improve? Let me know! :)

You might have seen that I'm slowing down updates, and it's because I am super busy this semester, and I am also writing for Klaroline smutmas and 25 Days of Klaroline, which both take place in December. I'm writing, but I won't be publishing for awhile ;)

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