She jolted herself awake feeling a warm body pressed against her she turned her head as she felt her sleep shirt up above her stomach.
She found Klaus with his arms wrapped at her waist and cursed before she shoved him waking him up, "Did we sleep together," she asked in a panic.
Klaus winced at the sunlight as he rubbed his eyes, "I think you would have remembered that," he replied hoarsely still half-asleep.
"Really Ken doll?" she said pushing him once more but softer this time as she untangled their legs and he took his hands away from her bare skin.
"We didn't," he said with a bob of his head as he sat up mildly offended by the name calling, "You were drunk and I tried to put you to bed."
"Oh crap," she said as she remembered, "And I almost molested you," she recalled as she climbed out of his bed tugging down his shirt until it passed her knees.
"I have to go," she told him as she found her jeans on the floor and tugged them on before pushing her hair back and up into a messy bun.
Klaus smiled as he turned over on his stomach hearing her shuffle around his room for the clothes she stripped herself of last night.
"Tell Rebekah hello for me," he mumbled as he let sleep take over his mind once more hearing her mumble a goodbye as she left.
"Why are you wearing the same thing," Rebekah asked as she hugged and kissed her hello looking over last night's clothing with distaste.
"Because your brother," Caroline said feeling her friend's grip tighten on her shoulders, "Let me bunk with him from how sloshed I was after you left me."
"Oh thank the heavens I thought he'd actually said something," Rebekah replied more to herself than to her making Caroline feel a bit confused.
"Said something," she said, "About what," she inquired with a concerned brow making her friend's smile drop as her ramblings finished.
"Nothing," she said stepping back, "Just that he has some feelings for you but I already told him," she continued though Caroline didn't hear the rest.
She was at a loss, Klaus was as close a friend to her as Rebekah, he had held her through some of her worst break ups and helped her sooth most of the hangovers after.
"How long ago did he tell you this," she asked this time holding onto her shoulders, "Rebekah this is very important."
"A few weeks ago," Rebekah said confused, "Wait, you like my brother back," she almost screeched as Caroline absorbed the information.
"I have to head back to your brother's," she said speeding off down the path she had just come from, "Don't call us," she yelled behind her.
"Klaus," she called upon entering the apartment once more hearing him reply in the bedroom still she grinned dropping her stuff on the couch.
"Aren't you late?" he said tugging a pillow over his head in the hopes of more sleep giving her an incredible view of his bare back all the way to where his jeans started.
"I was, I changed my plans," she said as she slowed down crawling up the bed she had just left watching him shift to look at her.
"Do you mind scooting over," she asked enjoying the surprise that registered over his features as she pulled her sweater over her head and lay down in her camisole.
"Not at all," he replied as he gave her some of his blanket feeling her push herself against him feeling her hair against his cheek.
His hand found its way under shirt making her smile against his shoulder as she nudged him urging him on, "Any particular reason you came back," he inquired.
He felt her shiver against his skin as his fingers splayed out over her lower back, "there were a few," she responded almost hazily as her hand stroked his cheek.
"One in particular stands out though," she told him as she pushed herself up on her elbow so she hovered over him, "I wanted to see what this felt like."
Klaus wasn't left to wonder for long as her lips met his her hand that once touched his cheek now gripped his curls as he moaned into her mouth.
His tongue dove gently into her mouth sliding against her own as his hands held her sides squeezing her hips as he pushed her over him.
Her leg came over his front setting herself right above him as she rocked her hips making him groan his hand diving between them to undo her jean's button.
She whimpered into his mouth as she felt his finger nails scrap across her skin brushing her tense muscles making her stomach flutter.
Her hand ran down his hard chest very slowly teasing his nipple as she traced the lines of his muscles before biting his lip in surprise.
He smiled as she sucked on his bottom lip in apology not needing one from her as he sat them up in the bed their bodies gliding against one another in a delicious way.
His hands cradled her face, his thumbs brushing her cheeks, "What's brought this on," he asked as he kissed her lips once more wanting to hear her reply.
She laughed as she rubbed herself against him her whole body meeting Klaus' as she latched her arms around his neck almost making his eyes roll back.
"Last night I told you how I felt and you brushed me off," she dais as she felt his hips rock against her, "This morning I figured out why."
"Rebekah," he said light dawning in his eyes, "I can't begin to tell you how happy I am she was wrong about your sentiments."
"I can feel how happy you are," she murmured against his lips as she teasingly rotated her hips over his, "I told her not to call us."
"I fell for a clever one," he said as he hugged her to him flipping them over so she was on her back and he was kissing her lips eagerly, passionately.
His hands rode up her sides bringing the thin fabric of her camisole with them as she cried into his mouth wrapping a leg around his waist as she ground into him.
His thumbs teased the bottom of her breasts as his lips devoured her own she writhed under him unable to fill her need.
Especially when he pushed roughly against her center sending spurts of pleasure running through her body causing fragments of light to form behind her eyes.
"Klaus," she gasped when he let her breath his mouth unhindered as he kissed down her jaw and neck his hands squeezing her breasts before rubbing them in a sweet caress.
His tongue lapping at the center of her collar before Caroline heard the ripping of the fabric his tongue licking the newly revealed flesh.
She groaned as his lips kissed at her bounding breasts her hand pressing his head down against her skin as she threw her head back, "Please," she cried out.
"No need to beg Caroline," he whispered hotly against her skin before his hands roughly pulled down her jeans and his hand found its way in between her legs.