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Any threesome that has Klaus and Caroline touching at some point goes in this drabble series, not Rest of the Fleet. On that note, the second drabble in this chapter is Klayroline, as in Caroline + Klaus + Hayley. If you do not want to read Klayroline, do not read the second drabble. If you read the second drabble and you did not want to read Klayroline, that is your own fault, and I have zero sympathy for you.

Summaries:
1. Caroline and Klaus go to a werewolf convention. Klaus gets a bit possessive. Smut. Set in the same universe as Heat (Ch34)
2. Looking to spice up their sex life, Domme!Caroline wants to invite a female sub into their bedroom. Threesome.

Hi I was wondering if you could do a similar drabble to Heat? Like Possessive alpha wolf Klaus? Many thanks! :D/ kc + bakery + hurt/comfort + werewolves + greater Pacific Northwest Werewolf Symposium + hand fetishization (big strong hands; steady hands; rough knuckles; calluses; fists clenching in sheets)

She was stunning.

The conference hall was crowded with mingling pack members, classical music from a live band filling the air, and he watched from the sidelines as Caroline effortlessly charmed everyone she made conversation with.

They were at the International Werewolf Symposium, a conference for prominent pack leaders from around the world to socialize and make alliances, as well as to discuss possible threats to their way of life. Caroline excelled at securing alliances, and every year it was Klaus's job to remain on the sidelines and to "restrain himself from being a nuisance" as Elijah put it.

He picked a spinach roll off a nearby tray and watched Caroline talk with the Alpha of one of the packs from Louisiana, the Crescent Wolves if he was not mistaken, and she gave the other man a blinding smile and sipped her wine as he spoke.

They had been attempting to bridge the gaps between the northeastern packs that he and Caroline had united, and the scattered southern packs. Jackson, if he was the Alpha of the Crescent Wolves, had the potential to be a key ally.

Jackson gestured to the dance floor, and Caroline nodded, setting her glass down on a nearby tray before sliding her delicate hand into his. She didn't spare Klaus a glance, though it was probably because Jackson was still talking and she wanted to be polite.

Klaus watched as Jackson set his palm chastely on her waist, felt a heat rise in his gut when Caroline laughed at one of the man's jokes, Klaus's whole body tensing, and he fought down the jealousy and possessiveness that was about to consume him.

He watched them as they moved, and when they'd danced two songs, Caroline excused herself from Jackson to approach Klaus, her fingers wrapping lightly around his forearm. "I think he'll ally his pack with ours," she said quietly, taking a piece of marinated steak from a passing waiter, clutching the toothpick holding the meat between her long fingers. "He seemed to be open to it, anyway."

"I wonder why," Klaus bit out, and her lips twitched as she turned to look at him.

"He has an Alpha Female already."

"Are you saying you'd be open to it if he didn't?" Klaus asked dryly, though he already knew the answer.

"Seriously?" she asked, an eyebrow raised, her hand sliding down his arm to slide against his calloused palm, lacing her fingers through his. "No. I was just saying that he wasn't trying to steal me away."

"I can't imagine that there is a man in the world who wouldn't be tempted to try. Especially considering his Alpha Female."

"Not fond of Hayley, are you?"

"Not in the least. Clearly neither is he if he insisted on making eyes at you."

"Hmm. Jealous?"

"Possessive," he corrected, squeezing her hand lightly. "I do dislike it when others attempt to set their filthy paws on what is mine."

"Don't trust me?" she teased.

"You're my mate, Caroline. I trust you with my life."

"Then you have nothing to worry about," she said, edging just a bit closer to him, seeking his warmth.

Werewolves craved touch by nature, especially mated wolves, and Caroline's entire body relaxed slightly when he moved his large hand to rest possessively on the small of her back, the silk of her dress smooth under his fingers.

"I still didn't like his hands on you," he said, bending to whisper the words in her ear.

"Of course you didn't. You don't like it when anything touches me. If looks could kill, we would have gone through at least twenty hamsters by now, judging by the look you always have on your face when I pet him."

"Well, if the thing didn't look so happy when you did it–"

"Klaus, Tyler is a hamster. Of course he looks happy. I bring him food."

He glanced at her and saw her teasing smile, and he squeezed her hip lightly. "Fair enough, love."

"I'm tired," she said a moment later, sneaking a hand under his suit jacket to trail her fingertip under the waistband of his trousers.

She saw the small smile playing on his lips as he looked at her out of the corner of his eye. "Tired, hmm?"

"I love boring conventions with territorial douchecanoe alpha-males as much as the next girl, but I want to go back to the hotel."

"I'll show you alpha-male," he muttered low enough so that only she could hear him, his tone husky and wanting, and he heard her breath catch, smelled the need for him build between her thighs.

She stood on her toes, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered her next words. "I'm counting on it."

She turned and walked towards the front doors of the convention center, her hips swaying as she moved, and he knew he would never stop being enthralled by her. The way she moved, the way she talked, the way she laughed...They'd been together since the first time they'd touched after their first shift together (Caroline's 200th full moon, since he was a few months older), the first time that electricity had crackled under their skin whispering matematemate until neither could deny their connection anymore.

Or, rather, until Caroline couldn't deny it.

He'd been a bit of a prick when they were children, he'd admit it.

She had taken the week off for the conference, and he knew it was likely going to be her only vacation for quite awhile. He was determined to make it worth it for her.

He caught up with her within a few seconds, ignoring her smirk as he grabbed her hand in his, rubbing his thumb over her delicate skin. They walked at a casual pace, Klaus rubbing his thumb against Caroline's palm as they moved.

When they got to the elevator, he pressed his hand to the small of her back to guide her inside, his hand slipping just a bit lower once the doors had closed behind them.

"Klaus…" she said warningly, but he just grinned, tugging her to him.

He could smell her arousal permeating the air, and his cock was rapidly hardening under his trousers, his need for her almost overwhelming. He pulled her flush against him, his lips pressed against hers, and she returned his kiss eagerly, her hands gripping the lapels of his suit jacket. The elevator dinged and she reluctantly let go, though he looped an arm around her waist to keep her in contact with him until the hotel door shut behind them. She immediately pulled his suit jacket away, letting it fall to the floor, and began to loosen his tie before he caught her wrists to pull her closer, attaching his lips to hers. The skin of her palms was smooth, and she shivered as he stroked the sensitive skin with his thumbs. He let her go and found the zipper of her dress, tugging it down to let the silk pool at her feet, breaking away from her to push her on the bed. He loosened his tie as he watched her stretch out across the comforter. "Undress the rest of the way for me, love."

She unhooked her bra and tossed it away before sliding her thong down her legs, kicking it off to the floor. Klaus undid his tie, throwing it away, and slowly began to unbutton his shirt. "Touch yourself. I want you wet for me."

She spread her legs, and he could see that she was already soaking as she rubbed her clit with one hand, slipping two fingers inside of her with the other, and moaning as she arched her back, her eyes closing.

"Look at me."

She did, biting her lip as she watched him shrug off his shirt. His cock was almost painfully hard, and he watched her gasp and moan for him as he undressed the rest of the way, stroking his cock as he walked to her, climbing on the bed. He grabbed her wrists again, pinning one to the mattress and licking her fingers on the other, running his tongue over the pads of her fingertips. She moaned, fighting to keep her eyes open, and his cock throbbed at the sound.

"Turn over. Arse in the air. Spread your legs."

She obeyed immediately, her fingers curling into the sheets as he brushed his cock against her entrance. "Please, Klaus," she gasped, and he smirked as he bent to run his tongue down her spine, making her whine with need.

"What was that, love?"

"Please," she repeated. "I need you inside of me."

He felt her clench around him as he entered her in one smooth thrust, her entire body shaking as she moaned for him.

"You looked beautiful tonight, sweetheart. When I saw you in that dress I almost tore it off of you and took you against the wall of the hotel room. Do you know how much I wanted to bend you over a catering table and take you from behind when I saw that mutt's hands on you when you were dancing? How much I wanted to show him who owns you? You are mine, Caroline. My mate."

He only moved faster when she gasped out his name before moaning loudly. "Klaus…"

"You would have liked that, wouldn't you? I can feel you clench around me when I say how much I wanted to claim you. You would have enjoyed it if I'd dragged you into the hallway and taken you so that the whole room could hear how you scream for me. I love how eager you are for me, sweetheart, the way you spread your legs and beg for your alpha's cock."

She swore, her voice choking around the word as he hit a particularly sensitive spot, her head dropping as she moaned.

"I love the way you claw at the sheets when I fuck you, how you're so desperate for release. I'm going to make you come around my cock until you're too tired to move. I want you sweaty and sated as you curl up against me tonight. Your pretty skin flushed, drenched in my scent while my come running down your thighs."

"Klaus, please…"

He moved faster, the sound of their skin slapping together filling the room as she cried out, the sound of the sheets ripping as her fingernails bit into her mattress making him grin. "You like that?"

"Yes. God, yes. Faster…"

"Who do you belong to?"

"You," she gasped immediately. "Make me come, Klaus….Please...oh my god…"

She clenched around him, sobbing out his name as she came, her entire body shaking. He kept moving though, reaching around her body to rub her over-sensitive clit, making her knees buckle.

"I'm not done with you yet," he said quietly as she slumped when she came down from her high. "I'm going to make you come again, Caroline. You're going to scream for me. Do you understand?"

"Yes," she gasped out before swearing again as he pinched her clit, her entire body tensing as she approached another orgasm.

He sped up his strokes, her tight heat clenching around him so fucking perfectly, and he groaned as she shook underneath him, begging for him to move faster, harder, to make her come. She told him through strangled gasps how she belonged to him, how much she loved it when he fucked her, how all she could think about in the conference room was him dragging her to a different room and claiming her until she couldn't walk. He groaned at her words, almost painfully close, and finally spilled inside her when she begged him to mark her, to stain her with his scent.

She stayed on her hands and knees as his come leaked down her thighs, sticking to her skin, and he peppered kisses along her spine while they recovered, his tongue darting out to lick the sweat from her skin.

"Again," she gasped. "Please."

He grinned against her skin, letting his teeth scrape down her hip. "Again," he agreed.

(Supernatural) so Caroline has been curious to embark on her sexual fantasy of having a three-some. Oh and it should probably be a girl since Klaus is like no guy is going to touch you(blood sharing is hot too) you can change it up however you want

"Just like that…fuck, Klaus..." Caroline panted, rolling her hips against Klaus's face as she came, her sharp breaths loud even to her own ears. "Hold me?"

He smiled, moving from the edge of the bed to settle beside her, his movements somehow still predatory despite his role as her submissive. She settled against him, cradled against the lean muscles of his body, her legs tangling with his.

"I have a question, and I want you to answer honestly. Like, out-of-play completely one thousand percent honestly."

"Of course, love."

"How would you feel about bringing in another person…?"

"It depends," he said slowly, his body stiffening against her. "I think I'd need a bit more information to tell you how I felt about it."

"I want to experiment with another woman," Caroline said bluntly.

He relaxed, his fingers making lazy circles on her stomach. "Would she be yours?"

"Ours," Caroline said quickly. "Obviously you're still mine, but she'll answer to you as well as me. And you'll always be my first priority, okay?"

She felt him smile against her hair. "Someone's thought this through quite a bit."

Caroline hummed out an affirmative, letting her eyes close.

"Anyone in mind?" he asked, and she shifted against him.

"I don't know. We'd have to find someone who'd be up for it. Do you know anyone?"

He was silent for a few minutes before speaking. "One or two, perhaps."

"Like…?"

"When you were still in Mystic Falls, I may or may not have slept with a woman who ended up becoming a hybrid from the first round of blood from the doppelganger."

"Tom Avery?" Caroline asked, running through the list of names they'd turned in the first few generations.

He was still alive, well into his eighties, and they-Klaus, rather-took blood from him once every five or ten years. The man had three children, which would continue the line, and they'd expect the next one to turn up in a hundred years or so.

Because he needed werewolves to keep existing in order to have wolves to make into hybrids, Klaus tended to only turn four or five a year (now thought to be an honor, which to be honest still made Caroline's stomach turn a bit). The first generation had been what he referred to as "poetic justice," and Caroline could only remember two that had been turned, and one was–

"Hayley," she said slowly. "You're talking about Hayley."

She had her answer when he stayed silent, and Caroline bit her lip. She wasn't jealous. Hayley was absolutely no threat to her in terms of Klaus's affections. However, Caroline was very self-aware, and she'd had Klaus send Hayley to keep an eye on the supernatural colonies in Australia because if the other girl stuck around, Caroline knew she might end up being a bit...petty. Bitchy. Bossy.

But if Hayley was into her being bossy, well, wouldn't that be convenient?

XXX

Caroline leaned against the couch cushions, Klaus next to her with his feet on the ottoman, his legs crossed lazily at the ankle, observing Hayley as she entered, and the other girl sat down at the chair Caroline motioned her to. "I know we talked earlier, but I just want to make sure you understand what will be expected of you. As you know, I'm a fan of rules, and I will enforce them. If you misbehave, I'll punish you. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"You'll address me properly as Mistress whenever you speak to me, and you will not speak unless I allow it. You will address Klaus as Master, but I will have the final say in anything. If he gives you an order and I give you an order that conflicts, you will always follow mine. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Mistress."

Caroline smirked.

"Since you seem to be a fast learner, I'll give you options on what we call you. Would calling you names get you off?"

Hayley flushed, and Caroline saw Klaus smirk out of the corner of her eye. "That's a yes, then?"

"Yes, Mistress," Hayley said quietly.

"Don't be embarrassed. What do you prefer, then? Do you like the way it feels when I call you my little whore? Does it make you wet? Or would you like 'slut' better? It does roll of Klaus's tongue so nicely…"

She could smell the arousal building between Hayley's thighs, the way that she shifted in her seat a giveaway to how turned on she was by Caroline's words.

"May I speak?" Klaus cut in, shooting Caroline a questioning look, and she nodded. "Wolves, by nature, feel an instinct for submission or dominance. They're territorial, but they crave to be owned. I would guess, and I'm not often mistaken, that she would enjoy being our pet."

Hayley's teeth sunk into her lower lip, and Caroline cocked her head to the side, observing Hayley with narrowed eyes as the other girl flushed. "Would you like that?" she asked, her voice low and husky. "Do you want to be our pet? Should I have a collar made for you, so you can follow me on a leash? Kneel at my feet like a good girl?"

Hayley shifted. "Yes, Mistress."

"On your knees then, my pet."

Hayley obediently sunk to her hands and knees, her eyes lowered, and Caroline leant back, spreading her legs slowly and pulling her skirt around her waist. "I want your tongue on me. Let's see how much I have to train you…"

XXX

Caroline tipped her head back, her lips parted, one leg slung over the armrest of the couch with the other on the ottoman as Hayley's tongue worked against her center. She played with the strap of the leash attached to Hayley's collar, giving it a quick tug every time Hayley's tongue faltered in rhythm.

It probably wouldn't have been as difficult for the other girl to concentrate on her task if Klaus hadn't been fucking her from behind, making Hayley moan against Caroline's core with every single one of his thrusts.

Caroline rolled her hips against Hayley's face as her tongue paused in its movements when Klaus groaned as he came inside of her. "Did I tell you that you could stop?" Caroline asked, her voice quiet and threatening as she tugged harshly on Hayley's leash, and the other girl's movements sped up again, making her groan.

She felt the ache building in her core, her belly tightening as Hayley swirled her tongue around Caroline's clit before beginning to tonguefuck her again, and she came around the kneeling girl's tongue, rubbing her pussy against Hayley's mouth while Klaus feasted on the sight of it with dark eyes, both of them groaning as she came down from her high.

"Good girl," she praised, reaching down to run her fingers lightly through Hayley's hair as she lapped up her arousal before pulling back to sit at her feet, and she frowned. "Hayley. What did I say earlier?" she asked dangerously.

"To lick your pussy until you tell me to stop."

"Exactly. Tongue back on me. Now."

She saw Klaus smile when Hayley was chastised, sitting down beside her, and she sighed as he scraped his teeth along her ear. He bent to catch her lips with his in a heated kiss, and she moaned into his mouth as he tugged lightly on her hair before breaking away.

"She doesn't seem to be doing well at following directions, does she, love?"

"Not at all," Caroline said, pulling Hayley's face a bit more firmly between her thighs with a simple tug. "If she keeps this up she might not get her reward."

Her voice was casual, though she knew that Hayley had heard the unspoken threat, and the other girl moaned against Caroline's slick skin, her tongue working furiously against her clit as she tried to make up for her earlier disobedience.

"Wouldn't that be a tragedy," Klaus muttered, sitting back against the couch and groaning as Caroline wrapped a hand around his cock.

"That's rude of you," Caroline said, taking her hand away as soon as Klaus had finished speaking, making him groan softly at the loss of her touch. "Have you forgotten your place, Klaus?"

When he didn't move or answer, she narrowed her eyes at him. "Klaus. Knees. Now. Whenever I come, switch. Don't stop until I let you. Do you understand?"

"Yes," he said as he dropped to his knees.

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Forget to address me by my proper title again and I'll get out your leash," she said, leaning back as Hayley sucked lightly on her clit, and Caroline moaned loudly. "Yes, just like that."

It wasn't long before she came, rolling her hips against Hayley's face, and the other girl sat back, moving away so that Klaus could bury his head between Caroline's thighs.

Caroline groaned as teased her entrance with his tongue, her hand moving to tighten in his hair. It wasn't long before she was shattering against his lips, moaning as she rolled her hips against his face, and she smirked at him as he pulled away, Hayley's tongue immediately replacing his.

She came three more times for each of them, her body shaky and soaked with sweat, and panted out for Hayley to stop as she leaned in eagerly for her next turn.

"Klaus, come sit," she ordered, getting up and gesturing to the couch.

He did as she asked, sitting down on the couch and leaning back, and she carefully sunk down on top of him, his hands reaching around to cup her breasts, tweaking her nipples as she began to move slightly, rocking her hips against him.

She tugged Hayley's leash, and the other girl obediently crawled to her, and Caroline moaned as Hayley ran her tongue along Klaus's cock, swirling it around Caroline's clit as she rode him slowly. Caroline heard Klaus groan from behind Hayley's tongue lapped at their joined bodies enthusiastically, their moans filling the room.

Klaus's hands moved lower to settle on her hips, squeezing them as she rocked against him, her head thrown back, lips parted slightly. She could feel his nails digging into her skin, the pleasurable pain of it making her clench around him, and she tangled one of her hands in Hayley's hair, holding the other girl's face in place as her other hand tugged her nipple between her fingers.

"Bite me, Klaus," she ordered, tipping her head to the side.

She felt Klaus's fangs scrape against her neck, and she moaned loudly as the sunk into her skin. She cried out as she came around Klaus's cock, and she rode him through her orgasm, the combination of Hayley's tongue on their joined bodies and her pussy clenching around him making him spill inside her with a groan. Caroline sat up slightly so that his come would leak down her inner thighs, and moved off of Klaus to sit next to him, her legs still spread. "Clean me," she ordered Hayley.

Hayley settled between Caroline's thighs, her tongue moving in quick light strokes against the sensitive skin of Caroline's inner thighs to clean Klaus's come away from her skin. Caroline moaned, leaning back against the soft cloth covering the couch as Hayley's tongue worked in between her thighs.

"Good girl," Caroline breathed, throwing her head back as Hayley pleasured her. "Such a good girl…"

Hayley moaned softly, rubbing her thighs together to try to relieve some of the ache between them.

"You get off on being a good little pet for us, don't you?" Caroline continued, her voice staying soft and husky. "You love licking your Mistress's pussy on your hands and knees, your legs spread wide like a whore, hoping for your Master to be nice enough to touch you."

Hayley made a soft whimper of need against Caroline's skin, though her tongue never stopped moving, and Caroline laughed softly, stroking Hayley's hair.

She turned to Klaus, who was watching the scene with dark, greedy eyes, and felt her breath catch, the coil in her belly tightening almost painfully until she moaned loudly, rubbing herself against Hayley's face as she came.

"Do you want to come around your Master's cock?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Will you be a good girl if I take you off your leash?"

Hayley nodded eagerly, and Caroline unhooked the leash from Hayley's collar with a low clink of metal.

"She's earned an orgasm, I think," Caroline said pointedly to Klaus before turning back to Hayley. "Lie down and spread your legs."

Hayley scrambled to obey, and Caroline let her fingers wander between her legs as she watched Klaus move toward her.

"Good girl," Caroline praised as Hayley laid back, her legs spread as wide as she could manage. "Don't you love how she looks, Klaus? All spread open and desperate for you? I'm sure she'd beg if you'd like, wouldn't you, pet?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Such a good little slut."

Hayley moaned at Caroline's words before Klaus filled her to the hilt, and Caroline began to fingerfuck herself in time with Klaus's thrusts into Hayley. She smirked when she realized Hayley was watching her touch herself, and she arched her back to emphasize her breasts, changing the angle of her body so that Hayley could more easily watch her.

"Do you like watching me touch myself to Klaus fucking you?"

"Yes, Mistress."

Caroline had always loved watching the way Klaus moved, and the way that his muscles flexed as he fucked the other girl. Both of them were staring at Caroline as she pleasured herself while watching them move.

"Do you want him to go faster, pet?"

Hayley nodded, a loud moan escaping her when Klaus sped up his movements, the sound of their skin slapping together filling the room.

Hayley arched her back as she came, her eyes closing as she moaned, and Caroline's fingers circled her clit, hooking her ankles around the frame of the couch to more easily spread her legs, her fingers curled against her g-spot as she rode them.

Klaus continued to move, thrusting into Hayley as he chased his own release, and Caroline saw the gold creeping through his eyes, the fangs beginning to emerge as he drew himself closer to the edge. "Come in her for me, Klaus," Caroline ordered, her voice breathy and and wanting, and it was only a few moments later that Caroline watched him reach his peak.

Caroline let her nails brush lightly against her walls while dipping just the tip of her finger into her back entrance, her heavy-lidded gaze connecting with Klaus's as he pulled away from Hayley, his eyes heated as he watched her come around her fingers.

She held eye contact as she licked her own arousal from her fingers, smirking as he hardened again, moving towards her almost predatorily, and she smiled, letting him capture her lips in languid kisses. He sucked her tongue into her mouth, and she moaned, tangling her fingers in his hair as he pressed her against the couch cushions, her legs wrapping around his waist.

His cock was hard against her inner thigh, and she she spoke to him between kisses.

"Do you want a turn, Klaus? She did get your cock dirty, didn't she? Only fair for her to clean it."

"If that's what pleases you."

"Do you want to clean your Master's cock while I watch?"

"Yes, Mistress," Hayley said, edging closer to Klaus, who sat down next to Caroline on the couch, leaning back against the cushions.

She watched Hayley take him in her mouth, her hand wrapping around the base of him, cheeks hollowed. Klaus's hand wove into her hair as he pushed her to take more of him. She gagged before moaning as Klaus tugged on her hair, and Caroline smirked as she leaned against the cushions, lazily rubbing her clit as she watched.

"You're such a good pet," Caroline said softly as she watched Hayley's head bob up and down on Klaus's cock. "So good at pleasuring your master with your mouth."

Hayley moaned again as Klaus tugged her hair hard, his head lolling back, teeth gritted, and he groaned as he spilled in her mouth.

Hayley swallowed, her tongue darting out to lick her lips, and she sat back, hands in her lap, waiting for Caroline to address her.

"Good girl," Caroline said softly, walking over to run her fingers gently through Hayley's hair a few times before pulling on the robe she'd discarded upon entering, picking up Hayley's leash as well.

"Come here," Caroline ordered, and Hayley obeyed, crawling to her and tipping her head to the side when Caroline reached down to re-attach the leash.

"Klaus, get dressed," Caroline said over her shoulder as she tugged the leash, leading Hayley out of the sitting room they'd been in to the other side of the house.

Hayley walked behind Caroline, eyes lowered, and Caroline unhooked her from the leash when they got to her and Klaus's bedroom, hanging it on the hook in the closet next to Klaus's.

She shed the robe, letting it pool at her feet, and began to pick out her clothes for the evening, humming absently to herself. She heard Klaus enter a few moments later, his arms circling her from behind as he buried his nose in her neck.

"I just need a shower and then we can go," Caroline said, tipping her head to the side to give Klaus's mouth better access to her skin as she bit her lip, trying to decide between two dresses.

She picked one and put the other away, moaning softly as Klaus bit down on her skin.

"As you wish, love."

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