Klaroline scene re-imagined as Labyrinth. (Labyrinth is a David Bowie movie with Jennifer Connelly produced by Jim Hensen)
"Klaus give me Elena," Caroline ordered in a firm tone.
She was just steps away from him. The illustrious and cold Goblin King, the greatest alpha of them all in all his glory. Her heart was still racing from climbing the endless and twisting steps of his Escher room. Elena was still drugged with some kind of hallucinogen and each time Caroline had gotten within arm's reach of her childhood friend, the brunette seemed to disappear and reappear on the other side of the room. It had been exhausting.
Klaus raised a brow at Caroline as she collapsed against the stone wall, "Caroline, beware love."
Caroline rolled her eyes at the arrogant remark; the man didn't know when to stop. Still her heart began somersaulting with his use of the pet name. It rolled off his tongue so easily. She cursed herself for letting his words touch her. His little obsession with her was starting to wear on her.
"I have been generous up until now," he informed her.
As if the mere proclamation of his actions would soothe over everything that happened since she first stepped in his world. She scoffed at the words.
He frowned, "but I can be cruel."
"Generous! Are you kidding me right now?" she retorted.
He honestly thought he was the good guy in all this? He manipulated her ever chance he had, tricking her with his silver tongue, making her lose time in his precious maze. His stupid maze she had to navigate to save Elena.
With an incredulous snort she looked up at him, still too tired to push herself off the wall supporting her. "What have you done that's generous?"
A deep growl resounded from Klaus' chest, more animalistic than Caroline thought possible. He flashed to her, placing his arms on either side of her body essentially trapping her against the wall. Caroline refused to be frightened by him.
"Everything!" he breathed out, his face bent over hers.
Caroline's heart was definitely fluttering madly now. There was certain truth in his statement but she didn't want to admit it. It had been her fault she was there in the first place. Caroline wished Elena away. It was why her words were biting and harsh against him. Admitting Klaus was right was to accept her own mistake.
She felt blush creep up from the swell of breasts and to her neck. It was hard to think when he was close to her. She watched the icy black of his eyes melt into warmth. Now her stomach joined her heart in funny movements, liking the affection his face held when softened. It almost made her want to give in.
Klaus reached out a hand to catch curl in his fingers. Caroline didn't dare breathe in fear of losing herself. The man was too beautiful for his own good. The tarnished gold of his own hair fell down around his head in loose waves, eyes reflecting more green than blue in the dull light of the room. His clothes left little to the imagination, the tight leather tailored to perfection.
Such perfection that had her admiring his body, every chance she got and oh had she. It was frustrating to have him look was devastatingly good while all she wanted to do is be upset with him. She wanted him to suffer for toying with her, wanting him, and most of all for making her face her mistake.
Klaus pressed his mouth close to her ear, the action sending shivers down her spine. "Everything that you wanted I have done, Caroline."
He continued when she didn't bark back, "You asked that Elena be taken. I took her."
That line infuriated Caroline and she stiffened straight as door against the stone wall. She opened her mouth to snap back but clamped it down just as quickly. He just loved to goad her about her ill-fated wish every chance he had. Klaus wanted a rise out of her but she wouldn't fall for that trick. She was too smart to be seduced by him.
So she settled for settling her lips in a firm line and staring at him with an even firmer glare. Klaus just smiled.
"You cowered before me love. And it was frightening," the mocking taunt fueled her resolve.
She could do this, she could beat him and she wouldn't fall for his ploy. Klaus' devil smile widened, upping his game, "I have reordered time. I have turned the world upside-down, Caroline, and I have done it all for you."
It started confident and demanding but the more Klaus spoke the more Caroline saw a loneliness shine through. Her heart wrenched, his words were honest in that statement, and the guilt crept up on her. The sternness in her face slipped just a little but nothing more. She was too stubborn and prideful to open her mouth.
Klaus' soft expression hardened again when Caroline made no response to his confession. Klaus pulled back from her, running a hand over his face. He looked tired and worn out.
"I am exhausted from living up to your expectations of me," he cursed her, bitterness lacing his words.
Anger flashed across his face and he zoomed back into her personal space pressing his whole body against hers. He squeezed her tightly against the wall almost to the point of physical pain. Every inch of their bodies could be felt against each other, both the chests heaving in angry effort. He was every bit as stubborn as she.
Klaus tilted his head down to hers; all she had to do was move just a fraction and their lips would touch. They would touch and Caroline could finally satisfy the craving for his taste. A craving she had from the moment he appeared in Elena's bedroom to inform her of the consequences of her wish.
"Isn't that generous?" he whispered.
More guilt ate at her, guilt about her actions. She just wanted to grab Elena and go home and get on with the rest of her life, she had to. Problem was she forming an attachment to the man trapping her against the wall. He had seen clearly into her soul and found she liked it, but she really couldn't stay.
Words, she had to remember the words. Say the right words and she could go home. The words from the Labyrinth book, the words she practiced over and over again. Expect her talent for always talking was failing her now, the correct words to say not coming to her. So she picked up with the first line she could remember.
"Through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered-"
Klaus' eyes widened a fraction and pushed him further into her, letting his hips roll against hers. The friction sparked the fire that had been growing between them. Caroline's breath caught in her throat and her hips bucking back against his. She had to snap her eyes shut just to focus.
"Ugh, I have f-fought my way here to the castle beyond the Goblin City, for my will is as strong as yours."
Caroline felt herself grow in strength with each word she spoke. The well rehearsed lines gave her power. "And my-"
"Stop!" he hissed, cool air washed over her body and Caroline opened her eyes to see Klaus standing just a few inches back but her arms still trapped within the confines of his body.
"Wait," it was almost pleading, if alphas could plead that is, "Love look. Look what I'm offering you Caroline, your dreams."
Klaus held out the crystal ball he first tempted her with in Elena's house. She watched the ball roll across his fingers in sad resignation. She couldn't take the offer of getting all her dreams at the price of forgetting Elena. They had grown up best friends, Caroline wouldn't be who she was today without Elena.
She wanted to be selfish, to live out her dream, but her friends came first. She snapped her eyes shut again. Focus Caroline.
"and my kingdom is great." she finished the line she started.
Klaus leaned back in, "I ask for so little."
His hand moved from the wall to rest on crook of her neck. Caroline felt the movements of his fingers, the ridges of his thumb stroking over her skin, across the bump of her collar bone. He meant his skin over hers to distract her; she was so close from saying the right words. They both knew it.
"Love," he leaned into her ear again, "Just let me rule you."
Caroline shivered under his caress, instinctively arching her neck and exposing tender milky flesh to Klaus. Her built-up resolve crumpled, his temptation was too much after being barraged with it for so long. He did not hesitate to take advantage, laying hot kisses from her ear down the column of her neck. She clawed into the wall with her fingers, blinding pleasure filling her from simple kisses.
"You can have everything you want sweetheart," his hand left her neck roaming across her shoulder and down her front pressing and kneading her body as he went.
Caroline braced herself then as he moved to cup her supple breasts and mold them in his powerful hands. Small whimpers betrayed Caroline, escaping her body before she could stop them.
"Kingdom is g-great….." Klaus' mouth moved to the swell of her breasts, tongue darting out to lavish her skin.
Caroline was panting now, "Damn it! Why can't I remember that line?"
If she didn't remember the line now, she was not going to make it and would succumb to the man before her. She wanted to relent more than anything but she couldn't stay.
"Just fear me, love me," he demanded, bringing his face back up to hers, cupping her cheeks. Caroline did not except tenderness in his touch then, perhaps she really could love this man. His eyes pleaded with hers despite the finality of his words.
"Caroline just do as I say, and I will be your slave."
It was his final bargain, everything she wanted and needed; someone who would put her first, to love her, someone who would challenge unlike any other. Her lips reached up to his, ghosting over them in an almost satisfaction. It was a constant tease of almost.
But she couldn't be selfish; she had to bring Elena home.
"My kingdom is great….my kingdom is great." She muttered trying to return to those words she needed to say.
Instantly his lips pressed against hers, no more games, no more almost. Caroline was in heaven, responding to his eager movements with her own fervor. She twisted her hands into his hair to press him closer to her body, if that were possible. They were already molded against each other in perfect harmony. Thirteen hours they had been dancing around each other and now at the end, she'd be damned if she was leaving without once tasting him.
Elena's name again flashed across her mind. It gave enough clarity for Caroline to pull back from him. Her whole mouth was tingling from having his tongue dance around in hers and the pressure of those sinful lips on hers. She doubted she could ever forget such a kiss. She pressed her forehand against his; she was stronger than him in the end. He couldn't seduce her, although he almost did.
The right words finally came to her mind, "You have no power over me."
It was just barely audible, whispered against his lips but it had to be said. Klaus clenched her arms, in desperation. Caroline cleared her throat and pulled back to look clearly into his piercing gaze.
"You have no power over me," she stated again loud and clear, her eyes were as determined as his.
She could not stay.
A/N: Next week is going to be all about awkward Klaroline drabbles. If you have an awkward idea send it in. The more awkward the better!