Waiting
Request: smut request! they haven't actually had sex yet, but it's heating up! so a little relief of some tension, aka a little teenage gropage & grinding —- hot and heavy orgasm-in-your-pants makeout session!
I'm not quite sure where I went with this. I'm so sorry! **There's no actual smut, smut, but there's talk of Caroline's feelings, so…
Klaus had finally managed to get Caroline to give him a real chance after several more weeks of what she referred to as 'pestering' and he called 'wooing', and neither could say that they regretted anything, except for perhaps one aspect of their new relationship.
Caroline wanted to wait to take their relationship to the next level. She had always been so quick to jump into the physical side of dating, and with him she wanted to try to actually build a relationship first; he was worth it, and for the first time she felt that he would wait until she was ready. And Klaus was honestly so happy that he had actually won her over that he was willing to agree with anything she asked of him.
But it was proving difficult for both of them. Caroline hadn't gone this long without sex in a while, and Klaus wasn't exactly a man who exercised control on a daily basis. And they didn't make things easier for each other; in fact it was getting harder and harder for each of them to continue to restrain themselves.
Now was proving especially hard for both of them as she sat straddling her waist, their lips molded together. She could feel his hard bulge pressing against her core, and cursed her decision to wear a skirt.
His mouth moved from from her mouth to place hot, open-mouthed kisses down her throat, down to the exposed tops of her chest. She groaned, trying to reign in her hormones, even as she ground down against him. Klaus moved his head back up, reclaiming her lips, while he did nothing to stop the motion of her hips. Caroline could feel herself grow wet, and was sure that he was already painfully hard by this point.
Was she ready for this? Every time she had gone to that step in her relationships, that was all that they became. Sex. She didn't want that with him. It was soon, maybe too soon, but for the first time, she could see herself spending an eternity with him and she didn't want to do anything that would ruin them or their chances. He thought so highly of her, and she wanted to stay as that image in his head. But she also really, really wanted that part. Caroline wanted, not necessarily to have sex with him, but to be intimate with him. To know him in every way possible. And she wanted him to know her in return.
And that was the crucial difference, she realized, between Klaus and the other boys she had dated; sex with him wouldn't be only about the physical release, it would be a mutual claiming of each other.
"I want you." She whispered against his lips, and he pulled back to look at her.
"Are you sure?" He asked softly, and where once she might have felt rejection at such a question, all she saw in his eyes was pure love combined with worry. She nodded her head, about to pull her shirt over her head, but the jiggle of the door knob stopped her as she quickly moved to sit by his side.
"Niklaus, did you hear—-" Elijah cut off when he walked into the room to find his brother smirking and Miss Forbes blushing. "I'm sorry, was I interrupting something?"