Who likes smut and fluff?! I DO! I DO! Haha. Hope you do too, cause that's pretty much what you're up for in this chapter.
Thank you to my lovely ladies: livingdeadblondegirl, klarolineepiclove, and of course a-little-blonde-distraction. You three really are the fuel behind my updates. Your encouragements mean the world to me.
So, this is where the story starts to take a smutty turn. Yay!
ENJOY!
"So how do you think Klaus' date is going?"
"He's failing...miserably," Kol says bitterly while flipping through a new shipment of comics and not glancing up.
"Wow, someone's jealous," Bonnie teases.
"I'm not jealous, Bon," he looks up at her now in order to make his point. "I just think Caroline and I are better suited for each other, that's all."
Bonnie isn't even trying to hide her laughter at this statement. She is in fits with her head thrown back, her shoulders shaking, and tears beginning to form in her eyes. When she catches Kol's stoic glare, she throws both hands up to her mouth to suppress the laughter. "I'm sorry," she offers but she's not really.
The idea of Klaus and Caroline isn't much of a stretch. Klaus is a good-looking guy with just enough shyness mixed with nerdish charm and killer dimples to make him an amazing catch. Kol on the other hand...well...he's unique in his own way. He's definitely cute with his boyish grin, and not many people know this, but he's actually quite sweet when he wants to be. Just the other day he brought her one of those Caramel Mocha Frappuccino things from Starbucks for no reason other than the color of it and its sweetness reminded him of her. Yeah, he can be a charmer...but only when he doesn't realize he's being one.
"I don't know what's so funny, Bonnie. I had our kids' names picked out and everything!" he says and continues, "we were going to live in a large Penthouse in the city. She would of course be a lingerie model and I would be a wealthy, young tycoon by day and the city's crime fighting vigilante by night."
"So...Batman."
"Yeah...obviously" he says with complete seriousness. They stare at each other in a standoff, one daring the other to break. It's Bonnie who does first when she shakes her head and starts to laugh again before Kol finally joins in.
"What's so funny?" Rebekah says as she approaches them.
"Your brother," Bonnie laughs.
"Like...on purpose?" Bekah snickers.
"Yes on purpose," he says indignantly. "Some people actually appreciate a guy with wit just as much as their good looks," he winks at Bonnie and nudges her with his elbow.
She rolls her eyes with a smirk and nudges him back. "Let me know when you find him."
Rebekah watches Bonnie and Kol as they continue to tease and taunt one another. Why can't Kol get his head out of his ass? He is so wrapped up in this idea of what a woman should look like that he's completely missing out on what's right in front of him. Okay, she's a little...earthy, with her overalls and constant smell of sage and patchouli, but what she lacks in fashion she makes up for in so many other amazing qualities.
"I think we're about done here," Bonnie says and puts the last of the comics on the shelf. "Bekah, you wanna grab a bite with us?"
"Sure, is Elijah coming too?" she looks around the shop for him.
"No, he took off after you stole his shirt and tie," Kol says with annoyance. "Wanka' left Bonnie and I with all the stock and clean up."
"That's weird, did you try and call him?"
Kol shrugs, "What for? He probably got home and decided to stay home." Kol walks around the front counter to grab his coat. He grabs Bonnie's too and offers it to her. "You girls ready?"
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"Really, it's okay, Klaus," Caroline says as they exit the restaurant.
"No...it's not."
He doesn't want to look at her, so he uses his index finger again to adjust his glasses and then looks at the ground. His embarrassment level is off the charts. When Caroline suggested fondue, he figured in this day and age, that any establishment would offer dairy free selections. After they were seated, and Klaus perused the menu, he quickly realized that there were no options to accommodate his deficiency.
You would think that a grown man that was lactose intolerant would be comfortable with his predicament by now, but being out with someone as spectacular as Caroline has caused Klaus' insecurities to come rushing back. Intestinal issues have only caused him misery and pain, like the time he finally scored a date with Lucy Collins in their final year of secondary school, only to have the evening ruined by poor judgement and a plate of nachos. Ever since that nightmare he has vowed to never subject himself to that sort of humiliation again.
"So, you can't eat cheese," Caroline shrugs. "Seriously, it's not the end of the world." She steps forward and links her arm with his. "Let's go for a walk and see what else we can find."
"Oh God," he says and throws his head back to stare at the sky, hoping that Scotty would 'beam him up' and far away from this embarrassment.
"If it makes you feel any better I'm allergic to latex," she offers without thinking.
He drops his head and looks down at her stunned. There are very few items that one thinks of when the word latex comes up and in that moment Caroline has sufficiently distracted him with thoughts of something else entirely.
She clears her throat and keeps walking. No need to make matters worse by getting embarrassed with her own confession, so instead she plays into it. "You don't even wanna know how I figured that out."
Klaus bursts into laughter and she giggles with him, and suddenly she's eased his mind and they're back on an even playing field.
They continue to walk down the street and toward the river. Familiar bright lights illuminate the sky from behind the buildings in front of them and Caroline gets an idea. "Hey Klaus?"
"Yes?"
"How do you feel about hot dogs and cotton candy?"
He chuckles before saying, "All part of a well balanced diet, I suppose."
Caroline grabs his hand and pulls him forward. "Great!"
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They scarf down their dogs and sip on their sodas, as kids rush by them with sticky fingers and tickets in hand. Lights are blinking and the booths are packed with people attempting to win the biggest prizes. The ferris wheel is filled with happy couples as it goes around and up, bringing them toward the heavens and back down again.
"I love carnivals," Caroline says.
Klaus watches the head-turning blonde, dressed to kill in her tiny dress and high heels, stuff the remaining bit of hotdog in her mouth. He smirks down at her and shakes his head.
"Whmmat?" she asks with her cheeks full of the over processed carny food.
"Nothing, just didn't think I would find your carnivorous appetite so endearing," he teases. He's really thinking of her shoving something else in her mouth but didn't think this was the appropriate time to bring that up.
She slaps his arm playfully and laughs, "What? It was good." When she turns away she catches sight of a familiar game and cries out before rushing forward, "Oh, I love the ring toss!"
Klaus follows the bobbing blonde head to the nearby booth. This is the only part of the carnival that Klaus was dreading. What he's come to understand is this is the opportunity for him to step up as the man and win the little gal a prize. The only problem is that any gaming skills he possesses have more to do with a mouse and a keyboard than the arduous task of getting a simple ring around the neck of a bottle.
Caroline gazes up at the prizes and back at Klaus before linking her arm through his and snuggling up close to him. Her vanilla aroma overcomes his senses and he quickly forgets his nerves, instead he musters up enough male bravado to compensate for his lack of confidence. "Well...shall we try and win you a prize?"
She beams up at him and claps her hands, nodding her head vigorously.
Here goes nothin'.
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Thirty minutes and forty dollars later, Caroline is the proud owner of an overstuffed white pony with a magenta mane and sparkly hooves. He can't even look at the blasted thing. After many failed attempts at winning it for her, it took her one try to get six rings around six bottles and win it for herself. The plush toy is so large that she can barely wrap her arms around it while they wait in line for the ferris wheel.
"I told you, Klaus, my dad used to take me to carnivals all the time growing up. I got really good at the ring toss."
As much as Caroline tries to reassure him, and do her best to affirm his masculinity, he can't help but think the cheese would've been a far better way to end their date. A cotton candy vendor is across the way and so Klaus takes advantage to step away and regain his composure. "I'm gonna grab some cotton candy. Do you want some?" he asks.
"I can just share yours," she says tenderly and nods her head.
Caroline watches Klaus leave and sighs deeply. She knew it wasn't a good idea to take a turn at the booth after so many of his own attempts, but he insisted. She's never been one to back down from a challenge, no matter if it means showing up the guy who is clearly trying to impress her. She looks down at the stuffed animal and shakes her head, berating herself for being so callous. If only there were a way to make it up to him; to give him back some of the confidence that he so clearly is lacking tonight.
Klaus walks back to her, a look of defeat etched in his brow as he reaches forward to offer her some of the treat. She starts for the cone of puffy pink sugar when she notices the bit still lingering on his finger. When a guy is upset there are two very clear options. You can ignore him and go about your day or you can distract him.
Caroline chooses distraction...
Instead of grabbing hold of the candy, she grabs hold of his hand and slowly brings his finger to her lips. Klaus is shocked at first until the first tingle rushes through him as her lips lightly graze it. He's even more shocked when he feels her tongue dart out and begin to trace and tease the tip. His pants grow a bit tight and he swallows hard when she doesn't take her gaze from him and in one excruciatingly long moment she completely encompasses his finger into her mouth. As if this hasn't done him in enough, she puckers her full lips and sucks roughly and draws her mouth, lips, and teeth up the entire length.
"Mmm, that's yummy," she purrs and licks her lips.
Klaus is completely stunned by this turn of events, but even the stuffed monstrosity can't put a damper on the pressure building in his pants. He grabs the back of her head and pulls her forward, kissing her with such force that she gasps before relinquishing her hold on the pony and wrapping her arms around his neck. Her little stunt has refueled his passion and confidence and she is eager to reciprocate with delighted moans and fervent kisses.
Distraction accomplished.
He keeps his hold on her but pulls back just enough to show her the fire in his eyes. He leans into her ear and a lusty current travels down her neck when he whispers, "You wanna get outta here?"
"My place or yours?"
"How about somewhere a little closer?"
She is about to ask what he has in mind, when she follows his gaze and he grabs hold of her hand, whipping her in the direction of a nearby building. They reach the front step and he yanks out his wallet and shoves a wad of cash into the attendants hand.
"This ride is closed, Mate," he says to the pimply adolescent. "You probably shouldn't let anyone else in after us."
The boy looks at the cash and then back at Klaus before taking in the gorgeous blonde next to him. Understanding travels between the two of them as Klaus' intentions finally dawn on the boy and he nods before sweeping his arm to the side to give them private access to the Hall of Mirrors.
Klaus' confidence is erupting out of him and his take control attitude is causing a hungry heat to spread between Caroline's legs. Who knew a little show and tell with his finger would spur on such animalistic behavior? He pulls her forward and inside, spinning her around and pressing her up against the closest wall before crashing his lips to hers once more.
His hands slide up and down her body and he lets out a low growl before gripping her hips and lifting her up off the ground. Her legs wrap around his waist, the two of them once again fitting perfectly together, and she lets out an inviting moan when he begins to suck and nip at her neck. They stumble further into the reflective depths until they find a room completely covered in mirrors.
Her head is swimming and her adrenaline is pumping, as he pushes her back up against a mirror. The tawdry adventure that is taking place is unlike any she's ever had. She's had sex in public spaces before, but it was always public but semi-private, like a bathroom stall (not one of her finer moments) or the backseat of a car (prom night). Never with the unknown of where they were or if they were truly alone.
His hands travel under her dress and caress her sensitive skin before he lowers her to the ground enough for her to stabilize herself on one foot. He plunges his mouth and tongue to her neck and begins to dance his fingers toward the inside of her thigh. A gentle, "Yes," escapes her lips as she runs her hands through his hair and he continues to trace a finger near the elastic of her panties. Ravenous and in pursuit of her body he shimmies his fingers underneath the delicate fabric which causes her to drip even more.
She is lost in the reflections around her as she watches their bodies from every angle. His strong back arched over her, her hands gripped tightly in the curls at his neck, and the way his forearm flexes as it grips and skims the side of her body. She lets out a hitched breath when she feels him caress the outside of her core and waits in expectancy for him to dive his finger deep inside of her. She wants to watch herself orgasm; she wants to enjoy seeing how this surprising, sensitive, shy and nerd-of-a-man makes her come harder than any man she's ever been with.
As she waits for him to take the plunge...literally...her body is frozen in place when she sees the reflection of someone other than Klaus and herself. A woman is standing at the entrance of the room with her mouth dropped open and her hand over the eyes of her young son.
"Klaus?" She taps his shoulder and scurries to put her other foot back on the ground and straighten her dress.
"What?" he growls at the intrusion.
"Stop. Stop...STOP!" she finally shouts and points in the direction of their intruder.
Klaus whips his head around to see the woman tsking them and shaking her head. "This is a family establishment!" she bellows at them.
Klaus and Caroline look at each other and laugh before he grabs her hand and pulls her from the room. They continue to kiss and laugh as they exit the building and away from the carnival. He stops her just outside the entrance and turns her around to give her a gentle kiss. His grip is strong but his mouth is soft, as their tongues engage with each other once more.
"Should we try a more intimate location this time?" Caroline asks. "We can go to my place."
He nods and pulls her hand to his lips for a chaste peck, peering up at her through those dark thick frames. "Lead the way."
Why is it so fun to cockblock these two? LOL.
Sorry...not sorry. I've got really good stuff planned for the next chapter, I had to end it here.
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