Tiny Bubbles

Smutty. Yeah. Set in the future, pretend Silas died and Caroline left for Europe while Klaus went to New Orleans :)

There were perks to having the original hybrid on speed dial, Caroline had discovered. Like the time in Rome when her credit card bounced and the hotel was going to kick her out. A quick call to Klaus, and five minutes later she was in the penthouse suite. Or the time in Dublin when her car had broken down and they told her the part couldn't be ordered for two months. After one little text message, she had her car fixed and ready to go the next day. She didn't know what he did, whether he threatened them or offered them money, but she was grateful. She wasn't comfortable compelling her way through the world still, and the thought of being left out on the streets in a foreign country- on a full moon nonetheless, had started all this. And then he was calling and texting her on a regular basis to see if she was all right. It was... nice. She had lost contact with everyone else, the exception being her mother, and it was nice to know that someone still cared. That she could pick up the phone and tell him about her day.

But because she was calling him on nearly a daily basis, he seemed to lose the need to initiate the conversations. And she sort of missed that. And the last thing she wanted to be was a bother to him. So she decided that she could give him a few days without her calls of, I got the cutest shirt yesterday, I found the restaurant you told me about, or, and she felt a twinge of guilt at this because it was entirely misleading and had been to get a reaction from him, I might a nice guy at this club I went to. She had met a guy, that much was true, and he had in fact been a really nice guy. There was one problem though. He hadn't been Klaus, and she didn't want him.

She dipped her foot into the bath that she had drawn, removing her robe and sinking her body into the bubbly water. And then, right as her body was relaxing finally, the shrill ring of her phone broke through her quiet peace; she grabbed it quickly, sighing when she read the name. Caroline wasn't really mad though... a part of her had hoped that he would call her, and so she had brought her phone into the hotel bathroom with her. "Hello?"

"Hello love, you haven't called in a while. I was getting worried about you."

She felt a little guilty; she knew he worried over her, but she didn't want him to get sick of her. "I thought maybe you could use a little break from me."

"Never."

She searched for something, anything to say. "You interrupted my bath."

"Oh, you didn't have to get out on my account sweetheart, you could have called me back."

"Who said anything about getting out?" She cringed slightly in embarrassment; he now had a very good idea of her state of dress, or lack thereof.

He chuckled slightly. "Oh, well that's good."

"I wish you were here." She blurted out, blushing at the implications behind her words.

"Oh?" He asked, and she could just picture his smirk and his raised brow, her blush deepening in response as she sank deeper into the water. "And what would we be doing if I was there Miss Forbes?"

Caroline had never done anything like this before; she could stop it right now if she chose, she knew that, but a part of her was curious, begging for any sort of release. "W-well, you'd be sitting behind me obviously."

"Umhm, obviously." He parroted back to her, a teasing note to his voice.

"And I would be teasing you mercilessly, grinding down on you, because you deserve it."

"Oh, I might have to punish you then love."

A shiver ran up her spine, and her body flushed with need. "How?" She asked huskily.

"I would have to tease you in return I'm afraid." He paused, listening as her breathing hitched before he pressed on. "I would run my hands across your chest, playing with your breasts," He paused again, and she took the hint, raising her free hand up, dragging it over her chest, rolling one of her breasts, circling her own nipple, and he continued when her breathing started to become more sporadic, "before slipping a hand down your body, in between your thighs." She did as he described, stopping her hand at the apex of her thighs. "Then I would drag my finger over your folds, circling your clit,"

Caroline had been doing as he described, but a hard knock on the door to her room echoed through, and she groaned in protest. He laughed again. "Go answer the door sweetheart." She growled in protest muttering something about people being rude, interrupting a girl when she was in the middle of reaching bliss as she pulled her robe over her body once more before dashing to the door, wanting to shoo away whoever was there so she could get back to her bath and to Klaus. She turned the knob, her whole body begging for release and that made her want to be ruse to whoever dared- "Klaus?"

"Hello love." He pushed the door open the rest of the way, closing his phone and slipping it into his pocket, before stepping into the room and swinging the door shut. "I was worried about you." He explained shortly before picking her up and tossing her gently onto the bed, her robe coming undone in the process. "But you seem to be fine. Though I assume you have a pressing need?" He asked as he pulled his shirt up and off, tossing it to the side before unbuckling his belt and sliding his pants down. He traced kisses up her one leg, and she gripped the sheets, panting out a "You think?" But it was broken off with a sharp gasp when his tongue flicked out at her, before retreating from her once more. She growled again, wanting him to continue, but he just chuckled as he moved up her body, kissing her lips and she responded to them. Oh they were soft and perfect pressing against hers, and she opened her mouth inviting him in, but he pulled away from her to brush his lips across her face.

"You know it's rude to tease." She said in mock consternation, and he paused, grasping her hand and pulling it down to run over his hard length.

"I'm sorry love, I really want to prolong this experience, but I just want to be inside of you more." And with that he thrust into her, rocking his hips against hers. She moaned his name, digging her nails into his back, pulling his head down to hers again so that she could kiss him again.

The combination of the build up from their earlier interlude and her self-administration, out together with him moving in and out of her had her orgasm crashing into her in short order as she writhed beneath him screaming out his name.

It was only much later, when they were both spent and sated did Caroline speak. "Why'd it take so long for you to come find me?"

He looked at her tenderly, lovingly. "If I had known you had wanted me here, I would have have been here much sooner, rest assured." She smiled at the thought, burrowing into his chest as he held her in his arms. Oh, she would have liked to have been with him sooner, but a part of her knew that she had needed the time away from him to really, truly appreciate how big a part of her life he had become. And now she wanted him in it always.