A/N: Hi, guys! So I know it's friday the thirteenth, but I guess it's your lucky day, or not? Depending on how you look at it haha. Today is a double update day for me. I'm obviously updating this story and my other story Unexpected Alliances! Yay!

I had a lot of fun writing this one, so I hope you guys like it :)

Also, AP testing is drawing closer so the closer it comes the less chance I'm going to be able to write :( But I'll try and write as much as I can.

Chapter Thirteen: Buried Secrets

Klaus shoved his knee in between her legs, and one hand gripped her upper thigh and the other teased her neck. He trapped her body between his own and the polished floor. Her enthusiastic mouth was leaving his hot and wet, her saliva completely covering his lips.

She rubbed herself against his thigh, her damp panties covering his pants in the scent of her arousal.

She was moaning against him.

He was already painfully hard for her, and every small sound that escaped her sweet lips brought him dangerously close to imploding.

She was even more magnificent than he remembered.

During their first dance, he couldn't help but imagine what it would feel like to finally possess her, to truly call Caroline "mine." The kiss had been more of a last minute decision, not that it hadn't crossed his mind over a dozen times before. He had had high expectations for feeling Caroline's lips against his, but what had transpired between them on the dance floor was explosive. If he hadn't known any better, he would have assumed that Caroline's lips were harvested from the forbidden fruit from Genesis.

Her taste was a beguiling darkness with just a kiss of sweetness. Just one taste and he'd known it had become his addiction; she has become his addiction.

Caroline's limbs were coiled tightly around him and she took his tongue into her mouth appreciatively. He could hear her blood pounding hard and fast inside her vulnerable body. The scent of her was overwhelming him. She smelled divine. The scent of her delicious blood and sweet arousal sent him into a haze of lust.

He couldn't tell what he wanted more: to drink her blood, or to feast on her juices that were for him.

He wanted both.

Klaus slid his hands under her dress, his hands feeling the soft cotton of her panties. Her skin was just as he had imagined it, silky and flawless. His greedy hands wanted to touch every inch of her and he would.

He slid one hand into her panties to cup her bare ass and the other cupped her pussy. Caroline gasped sharply, and Klaus took the opportunity to capture her bottom lip between his. He sucked down on her pink lip, hard. Moisture rapidly flowed out of her sex and into his hand as he tortured her lip. All of this- every part of Caroline- was his. This was his territory. Everyone knew it, and soon, Caroline would too.

She hissed and bucked her hips into his hand.

He released her lip, and Caroline panted, the taste of him still burning her mouth.

Immediately, Klaus's lips assaulted her neck, his tongue creating a path of fire along the column of her neck. Blood had splattered along her exposed skin from before and he eagerly lapped at the delightful taste of fresh blood mixed with her clean skin. His blunt teeth nipped across her sensitive skin.

Caroline shifted her head to fully expose her neck to his talented mouth. Her hands buried themselves in his dark curls, gripping them tightly and guiding him. She sighed contently, his name falling from her lips repeatedly.

Klaus smirked against her skin, his smug grin branded her flesh as he kissed it mercilessly.

The hybrid swirled his finger around her soaking folds, his finger instantly coated with a thick sheen of her sticky essence. She was so hot for him, he could hardly contain himself. He wanted to stretch her to her limits and pound into her as hard as his supernatural capacity would allow him. However, he did attempt a much less intense version of that as a young vampire and, suffice it to say, he would not have a repeat of that if he wanted to keep Caroline in one piece…

He shoved his middle finger inside her, easily sliding between her slick, tight walls. She coiled around him like a vice and all he could imagine was replacing his finger with his dick. She would feel like warm velvet around his throbbing cock.

He began to pump her and she groaned. Thrusting a second finger inside, he curled both fingers and scraped along her G-spot.

Caroline dug her nails into his scalp as she mewled.

He felt the bulge in his pants scraping against his trousers, begging to be released.

Thrusting a third finger into her, Caroline arched her back, trying to move her hips into his hand. She trembled beneath him and took his fingers in. His fingers pushed into her roughly until his hand was buried knuckle deep inside her. Her muscles squeezed him so tightly that his fingers were able to move, just barely.

Klaus trapped the skin on her neck between his teeth, tugging roughly. His eye fell upon the pulsing vein in her neck. It sang to him like a siren to a sailor. He heard the sound of her blood pound against his ear drum. It was blaring and it was all he could hear.

His eyes were consumed in crimson, spidery veins shifting under his eyes. His doubled fangs dropped and hovered over her pulse point. His emotions were so heightened and his bloodlust was so strong that he knew that he could actually kill her in this moment. But his control has slipped and all he wanted was just one taste.

Klaus's ear twitched and he suddenly snapped out of his haze.

He withdrew his hands from Caroline and collapsed beside her, lying flat on his back. His face returned to normal and he released a heavy sigh of relief. That certainly has never happened to him before: losing control. There would not be a repeat of that.

He glanced over at Caroline who seemed to share his own overwhelmed expression. There was no sign of any murderous, or remorseful emotions, which seemed like a positive sign to him. Although, she was averting her gaze from his, he was going to need to clear that up when he had the chance.

The sound of shuffling feet filled his ear again.

His eyes returned back to the corpse surrounded in a pool of blood. It's astounding how effectively Caroline Forbes could distract him. However, from her expression, she would probably say the same about him.

In a flash, his arm wrapped around her waist from behind and a hand clamped over her mouth, muffling her scream.

He lowered his voice to a dangerous whisper.

"Caroline, listen to my voice. There is someone on the other side of this wall. I am going to get rid of them and you are going to take Elena's body and meet me outside. Lift up the statue on the table to Elena's right: it's a secret passageway. You are not to make a move until I return. Do I make myself clear?"

She hesitated first, and then, nodded.

Klaus released her, and Caroline exhaled heavily.

She kept her eye on him as she made her way to the corpse. It was like she was waiting for someone to pull the wool over her eyes. She was waiting for him to betray her.

The frightened look in her blue eyes drove a knife through his chest.

After he'd taken her out of that room when she had had a target on her back, after he had killed Elena for her, and after their brief tryst; she still refused to trust him, even an inch.

He clenched his fists as he rounded the corner.

He was going to have to fix that then, and soon.

Klaus halted and feigned a smile. "Don't you have papers to grade? Or detentions to administer?" He circled the other man nonchalantly.

"Other perks of being a teacher include busting students involved in inappropriate activities."

Mr. Collins eyed Klaus up and down condescendingly, taking note of his disheveled appearance. His suit was completely wrinkled, dashed in streaks of blood, his curls looked like a slaughter house had rained down on them, and his neck was smeared in bloody handprints.

He didn't care much for a school teacher's opinion of him, but he did not appreciate his attitude.

Then, Collins's eye stopped at Klaus's collar.

"You eat your date already?"

He glanced down at his appearance, realizing now just how much he resembled a character that could very well have escaped from a horror movie. Well, it wasn't like he was thinking practically when he nearly attacked Caroline after he saw her drenched in blood.

It was an animalistic need that overtook him, not that he saw it as a bad thing.

Klaus's mouth immediately watered at the thought of properly "eating" Caroline. He stuck two fingers into his mouth, sucking down her sweet nectar. She was absolutely euphoric. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as he relished her flavor.

"You could say that I… certainly got a taste." He grinned arrogantly.

"Well, I hope that that taste is enough to hold you for a good while."

Klaus stopped in front of him, his demeanor threatening.

"I certainly hope you aren't foolish enough to threaten me, Collins. You're usually much smarter than those other puppets. You don't get involved with human affairs. Quite curious, don't you think?"

"I'm not threatening you, I'm warning-"

The hybrid held up a finger, silencing him.

"For some reason, you want Caroline gone… because she holds importance. She's a threat to you, meaning she's a threat to the witch." He searched the teacher's hard eyes and knew he'd just hit the mark. "Now, I'm just wondering what a mere human from America can do that would have a witch's puppet shaking in his boots. I must say, you are going through an awful lot of trouble to hide her identity from me, confiscating her file, sending a manhunt, and-"

"What? I did not take her file. We've been searching for it for months now."

He narrowed his eyes.

"Lie."

Klaus twisted Collins's jaw and a loud snap ricocheted off the walls, with the human dropping to the floor.

She heard Klaus walk through the passageway and out into the night air. Immediately, she pounced on him, landing on his stomach and holding a broken shard of glass she found on the floor up to his neck. Her other hand choked him, leaving enough room for him to speak.

"Do not lie to me again," she threatened. "You told me that you wanted to protect me, but you knew I was expendable this whole time. Now you're going to tell me the real reason why you're so interested in me. Now."

She let the cold, sharp edge lightly rest against a large vein in his neck.

Klaus stared back at her, calm as a cucumber. It was difficult to tell whether he was livid or impressed.

It didn't really matter since she didn't have any intention of letting him live. She would deal with his family later. He was too dangerous.

"And if I refuse?" He challenged.

"I decapitate you and you can take your secrets to the grave."

He smirked.

"Just so we're clear, I've never lied to you, Caroline."

She gripped the glass tighter, pressing it ever so slightly against his neck.

"Do not try to manipulate me. I heard what Rebekah said. I know that I'm just a toy for you to play with until I become useless to you. You are a liar."

Klaus gritted his teeth.

"Rebekah loathes you and loathes every interaction I share with you. She knows nothing of our relationship."

"What exactly is our relationship?"

He averted his eyes.

"One where I protect you from being mauled by those animals and where I am more than willing to generously pleasure you, and am still rewarded with sharp objects pointed at my neck.

Caroline frowned, her cheeks burning.

When he put it that way, she sounded like an even more terrible person than she already was. She knew that she liked killing people, but did that also mean she couldn't care?

"It is not that simple. I can't trust you."

"Because you don't want to."

"No, because you are untrustworthy."

"And how would you know that? Because of what Elena told you? Because we all know how stable she was."

"No, because you are keeping things from. I want the truth."

Caroline maneuvered the shard so that the pointed end was directed straight at his vein.

Klaus sighed.

"You want the truth, love? Here it is: I protect you because I am extremely attracted to you, even now, when you threaten me as you climb on top of me so you can have your way with me. Power suits you."

Caroline bit her lip. She wasn't about to let him charm her into a state of security.

"Get to the point."

"I want you in my bed, I want your loyalty, I want your mind, and I want to call you my queen."

Caroline's mouth fell open.

"What?"

"I want you to be like me. I want you to be a part of my family." He continued. "You are not like those other vagrants. You can be so much more. Just let me show you how."

She gulped.

Klaus doesn't invite others into his family, that was common knowledge. No one got invited in, not even their closest friends. The Mikaelsons somehow always kept others at an arms length.

The only exceptions were Katherine Pierce, Sage, and Stefan Salvatore. However, that was only because Elijah, Finn, and Rebekah Mikaelson had ended up falling for them.

Did that mean that... Did Klaus actually...?

She stared down into his eyes, zero signs of humor in them.

He could be lying, sure, but what would be the point. If he wanted her to stay with him, he could have knocked her out and thrown her in his closet. He didn't need to make promises about forever to get her to stay. That seemed all too mundane for him, too close to normal human behavior.

She was wrong, or right, depending on how you looked at it.

He was a terrible, dangerous man, but he wanted her, genuinely.

Caroline pulled on his neck roughly, capturing his lips in a bruising kiss. She kept her hand securely around his neck.

She pushed her tongue between his full lips, tasting every inch of his hot mouth.

Klaus greedily brought her deeper inside him. He let her take, let her relish in the feeling of him.

Her entire mouth was on fire, she couldn't get enough of the sensation of his lips wrapped around here.

There was a twisted and euphoric feeling in her belly. One she never wanted to lose.

She dropped the shard of glass from her hand, and buried it in his hair instead. She moaned into his mouth, letting herself be consumed by his addictive allure.

He gripped her ass underneath her dress, shoving her onto the hardness in his pants.

She shivered.

Klaus kissed her fervently, leaving her lips swollen.

Her legs wrapped around his waist.

She heard his breathing become more ragged and her body temperature rose.

Caroline slowly broke away from him, letting her forehead rest against his. They gazed into each other's eyes, the energy between them was electric.

They both panted, the two of them were encompassed by heat.

She pressed her lips together, a slow smile forming.

"I wanted to be sure you meant it."

"Meant what?" He tucked a strand of blonde hair behind her ear. "That I intend for you to join my family and I? That I want to turn you into one of us? I would never joke about that," he stated gravely. "But just for the record…" He pressed a tender kiss to her lips. "How did I do?"

She looked down, hiding her blush from him.

"You passed the test."

She looked up at him innocently, and he grinned haughtily.

"I do have a very talented mouth, don't I?" He boasted, and she pushed him playfully. "What's my prize?"

He dipped his mouth into the skin beneath her jawline.

Caroline sighed wantonly.

"A dead body?"

Klaus lifted his head again, frowning at her answer.

The blonde eyed the corpse she'd left just a few feet away from them. It looked like the body was a barbie doll that had been carelessly thrown into the toy box, limbs scattered in all the wrong places, laying in a pool of blood.

"We have to get rid of her before they find us," she explained. "We are covered in her blood. And although, having sex with you straight after you killed for me is a huge turn on, it would be much hotter if I didn't have an axe hanging over my head."

Klaus cupped her cheeks, his thumbs brushing over the tops of her cheeks.

"Nothing is going to happen to you, not on my watch."

Caroline smiled slightly. She believed him.

She moved to get up, but he pulled her back in.

"Now, just for the record, I did hear, you, Caroline Forbes, just admit that you want me, Klaus Mikaelson, correct?" He looked at her smugly.

"Klaus!" She ripped his hands away from her face and jumped back to her feet. "You're a jerk."

He came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. Pressing his lips against her ear, he whispered.

"A jerk that you're wet for."

Chills ran through her.

She desperately squirmed out of his arms. Damn him for being so hot. Now was not the time for him to try to seduce her. She needed to focus.

She crouched down beside the body, and felt Klaus come up beside her.

"Now what, Adonis?"

He smiled to himself.

"Caroline, have you ever disposed of a body before?"

She had no reply to that.

In all honesty, her mother, or the doctors ended up cleaning up her messes, aside from the one that had landed her here. She was certain the police were more than grateful for that hiccup.

Klaus met her gaze and immediately understood.

"My siblings and I like to bury ours behind the bleachers. It's not like we have too many people attending games since no one wants to face our team. They think the football team would eat their players, literally." She smiled. "There's a shed nearby that stores shovels. Come on."

He held out his hand to her, and she took it.

Klaus had dragged Elena's body over to the bleachers while Caroline carried the shovels. He was able to swiftly dig up a deep ditch, and she had used her shovel to dismember the limbs from the body.

Pride filled her with every limb she severed.

Elena had psychologically tormented her and tried to kill her on more than one occasion. That girl had only brought trouble for her. She had tricked her. She had only wanted Caroline to end up like her, afraid and alone.

Mutilating her corpse was the least she could do to return the favor.

They threw it in and Klaus quickly covered it in dirt, leaving no trace that they had even set foot on the grass.

He returned the shovels to the shed and had his arm wrapped around her shoulders as he lead her back towards the school.

"Well, now that we've buried the hatchet with Elena…" He smiled proudly. "You look like you are in desperate need of a bath, love."

"Really?" She arched a brow at him, and he nodded firmly. "Do I also look like I need help cleaning the area between my thighs?"

Klaus's face completely lit up.

"Well, I wasn't going to bring it up, but now that you mention it, you are in dire need of a good hand there. For cleaning purposes, of course."

"Of course," she mimicked him. They reentered the building and she stopped him. "Klaus?"

"Yes, sweetheart…" He began applying hot kisses down her cheeks. "I know you want me, but I would appreciate not having to be interrupted again."

"Klaus, wait." She stepped back, feeling her cheeks gradually cool down. "I want this- I do. You have no idea how much. But I need to know about Elena, her story, why she was the way she was. I'm sorry. There's just so much I don't know and I will go insane if I don't find out right now."

Klaus sighed.

"Don't apologize. You're right to want to know. I would have done the same. Besides, you've been kept in the dark long enough. It's time you learned the secrets of Castle Wall Academy."

He laced his fingers with her and led her down another passageway.

"Where are we going?" she asked.

"To someone who can tell you the tale of Elena Gilbert, beginning with her birth."

Caroline anxiously sat on Klaus's bed as she waited for him to return. He had said he would he fetch the person who could answer all her questions and would return in a moment. That moment was starting to feel like an hour.

At this point, she wasn't sure what she was getting so worked up over. Maybe it was the fact that she was sitting on Klaus's bed, knowing that tonight she would be sharing it with him tonight for the first time, maybe she wasn't certain she was ready to hear the answers she desperately needed to know, or maybe it was because she really needed that bath right now. The blood was making her skin itch.

The door flew open, and she jolted upright.

She was so shocked that she would testify that her heart stopped for half a second.

Her eyes blinked rapidly at the girl in the room. It wasn't until she stared at her for a full minute that Caroline realized that Katherine Pierce stood in the room, not Elena.

She panted softly.

Now she knew she was losing it. She must have been staring at Elena's cold, dead face for too long out there.

Klaus appeared behind Katherine and closed the door behind him.

"Caroline, you remember Katerina, don't you? She's here to answer your questions."

She nodded slowly.

She really didn't know who she was expecting to walk through that door, but it certainly wasn't Elena's twin sister. They hated each other. It must be hard for either one of them to speak of the other.

"Thanks for doing this."

The brunette perched herself at the edge of the bed, crossing her legs.

"Yeah, well, you got rid of the brat- or sort of did. I guess I could tell you about a few choice stories about 'sister of the year.'"

Caroline's eyes widened.

She didn't know how she felt about sitting across from Katherine, with the other girl aware that she had killed her sister. Albeit, Katherine seemed thrilled, it made her uncomfortable.

Meeting Klaus's eyes, he verified that he was the one who told Katherine. She knew that he wouldn't have told Katherine if she couldn't be trusted completely.

"So what do you want to know, Barbie?" Katherine glanced at her nails. "Although, from your appearance, I think 'Barbie Chuckie' is a more appropriate term."

Her eyes took note of the dried crimson liquid coating Caroline's skin and dress.

"Tell me about Elena, like how you both grew up and how you got to this place."

Katherine hesitated.

"We were adopted. They told us that we were lucky. The couple that took us in wanted two children. No more, no less." Bitterness seeped through her voice. "Elena wasn't just my sister, she was my best friend, and then, one day, she wasn't… Not long after moving in with our new family, we soon figured out that these people who were supposed to be our new parents… they were terrible people.

"They hated us. It wasn't until I was older that I figured out the only reason they had wanted children was so they could add us as allowances to their taxes. They frightened us. Elena and I made a vow to each other: we vowed to protect each other no matter the consequences. I kept my end up…

"Our foster parents were cruel. One day, Elena had broken our foster mother's favorite vase. She was scared, weak... and I was so stupid. I took the blame, that was the day I found out exactly how cruel they were. They stored me in the basement; it was cold, it had a foul odor, and I'm pretty sure I wasn't alone in there." She shuddered. "Not that I could confirm it because I couldn't see jack in there, but I felt it... They only kept me in there for half a day the first time. But the more times I screwed up, the longer I was in there. I was practically starving. They kept me in there so often they forgot that they even owned me. That was all I was to them, a burden.

"Soon, Elena forgot about me. She kept her mouth shut and occupied her time with her new friends. It was how she lived with herself. Betraying her own flesh and blood, it can cripple you, and it did... When we got checked into the school, the doctors told Elena she had DPD, Dependent Personality Disorder, the severest kind. Elena cannot function without the constant approval of the people closest to her, or go without having at least one constant in her life. She latches onto people like a leech. Often times, she develops obsessions. She will force someone to stay with her against their will, and if that doesn't work, then she won't let anyone else have you...

"That's what happened to her ex. He became her entire world and he wasn't the guy she thought he was. After he was done toying with her, he wasn't exactly gentle with the break up... She lost it that night, nearly burned the house down... Only someone beat her to it." Katherine lifted her eyes, filled with innocence, and the corners of her mouth curved up into a malicious smile. "I knew I wouldn't be able to take down our foster parents alone, not while they had Elena as their little German Shepard. I needed a way to break her, to send her spiraling down into an abyss... And his name was Damon. I'd seen him around the house with her. I immediately knew what he was. He wasn't like us. He was all bravado and no backbone. He was just looking for a good time, and I was looking for a way to break the camel's back. Suffice it to say, it worked. Damon was dead before I even lit the match, and our foster parents' screams could be heard by the next town over.

"Next thing you know, we ended up in this black hole."

She gestured to their surroundings.

Caroline's breathing became heavy and her eyes blinked rapidly. That was a lot of information to take in. She had been friends with Elena for months, she had trusted her so easily, and there was so much she hadn't known.

For so long, she had imagined that Katherine was the evil twin. Everything that Caroline knew had completely been distorted.

She felt a sense of understanding with Katherine, because she was all too familiar with the sting of being betrayed by your own blood.

"Thank you." She nodded. "And... What do you have, then?"

"Me?" The brunette cocked her head, her eyes gleaming with wickedness. "The doctors said I lost more than my fear of darkness in there. I lost my humanity too. They told me that I can't feel. I was in there for so long that I forgot how to build human relationships. I'm a pyromaniac, and I like to burn people alive for fun."

Caroline furrowed her brows in confusion.

"But they were wrong..." She concluded.

"Very good, Blondie," Katherine mocked. "So what's your thing? Poison? Cannibal? Are you one of those freaks who are into homicidal kinks? Because that's hot."

She gulped.

"I kill people... I prefer to torture them first though."

Katherine raised an impressed brow.

"Well, then we're going to need to teach you about fire play soon. I'll be expecting more from you, knowing Klaus will turn you into a terrifying monster."

Caroline flicked her eyes over to Klaus, and he nodded, a small smile playing at his lips.

Katherine moved off the bed and flipped her hair.

"Well, if story time is over, I have to be getting back to my bed. Even I can't pull off dark circles under my eyes."

Klaus rolled his eyes.

"You're free to go."

With a brief wave, Katherine closed the door behind her.

The bed shifted beneath her as Klaus took a sit in front of her. She felt his stare burning her face.

"What are you thinking?" he asked.

"I should have believed you," she admitted. "I just can't believe how stupid I was."

He tilted her chin up so that she met his gaze.

"You did the most logical thing: you didn't trust me," he chuckled. "I would have done the same thing." He grabbed her hands and led her off the bed. "Why don't we clean you of this blood, although, destruction really does suit you, love."

He kissed the temple of her forehead.

Caroline giggled, the heat from his one kiss spread across her entire face.

"Klaus… listen, a lot has happened today. I killed someone, and then I puked my guts out in front of you, I planned out an entire dance, evaded an attack from your sister, practically killed Elena, buried her body, and then got her whole life story within half an hour, and now-"

"You're afraid that I'm going to exhaust you to the point of death." He had a cocky grin on his face. She released a sigh of relief. "I don't expect you to pleasure me after the day you've had; however, I would be very impressed if you did." She lightly pushed him in the chest, still surprised by his cheekiness. "Besides, you're going to need all your stamina for what I have in store for you."

He kissed her urgently, and she moaned against those sexy lips of his.

She ran a hand through her messy curls, her face still hot.

"So… um… the bathroom is this way, right?"

Her thumb pointed behind her.

"Yes." Klaus rested his hand on the small of her back, leading her inside. "You may use the tub and I will get cleaned up in the shower."

Caroline's heartbeat sped up.

"Oh… you mean… at the same time?"

"Yes." His grin widened the more anxious she appeared. "What's wrong? Are you afraid you won't be able to handle yourself at the sight of me so… vulnerable?"

She scoffed.

"Somehow I doubt you could be vulnerable even if you were hog-tied with a blindfold over your eyes."

"And you would be right about that."

She narrowed her eyes at him.

"I was actually more worried about you, actually. I mean, I don't wanna be a tease by getting naked in front of you when we're not going to have sex. You might want to make that a cold shower."

She stared back at him like a seductress as she pulled the zipper of her dress down, her dress falling to her feet.

Klaus unconsciously licked his lips as his eyes roamed across her barely covered body. His eyes narrowed slightly, like a wolf, feasting his eyes on his prey.

"Pay no heed to me, love. I'm quite familiar with exercising restraint."

He shrugged his jacket off and unbuttoned his collared shirt, slowly, exposing his muscular torso when it fell to the ground.

Caroline gaped. Her eyes ran over his sinewy body, her fingers just itching to burn her touch over his muscles. He was smirking from ear to ear now, and she cursed him for his effortless skills in seduction.

The jiggling of metal rang in her ear, and he bent over to drop his pants.

She almost gasped and forced her eyes to remain glued to his head. She didn't even need to drop her eyes to know that he was stark naked in front of her, the cocky grin on his face said it all.

"Cat got your tongue, love?" He teased, making his way into the shower.

She exhaled deeply, when he finally closed the shower door. Her body relaxed and she leaned against the marble tub. He knew that she wouldn't have the energy to jump his bones tonight, whether she wanted to or not, but that wasn't going to stop him from torturing her.

She swore under her breath.

This was going to be a quick bath, before her hormones caught up with her.

Klaus shut off the water and stepped out of the shower. Freshwater trickled off his skin and rained onto the tiled floor.

He grabbed a fluffy, navy towel and began drying his hair.

He hadn't been able to wipe the haughty smile from his face since he stepped into the shower. All he had been thinking about under the spray was Caroline Forbes stripping down for him, attempting to arouse him: mission accomplished. She had been right, he did need a cold shower after the events from the day.

Her lips had been on his on more than one occasion today. Her soft body had been pressed so close to him that he had felt every curve she owned. She had invited his tongue into her mouth, not to mention his fingers, brushing against her tight walls. She had moaned for him, she had wanted him- she still did.

She had succumbed to him.

Caroline Forbes was his.

Just the thought of her, made him hard.

He had pondered pleasuring himself at the thought of her while she took her bath. It would have proved to be a preview of what he had in store for her, but he decided the impact would have been greater if he saved it for another time. Although, he did enjoy imagining her reaction to hearing him come with her name on his tongue, he grew feral thinking about how wet she would have been for him.

Rubbing the towel against his head, his eyes latched onto Caroline's serene face, her eyes closed, laying in the tub like she was sleeping beauty. Her breathing had become very shallow, if his supernatural hearing didn't allow him to hear her soft breaths, he would have assumed he was gazing at the most beautiful corpse he'd ever seen.

She was still so beautiful.

Her fair skin radiated under the light, her wavy hair was pushed out of her face, but it was still bathed in the light like it was spun from gold, and her pink, petal-like lips entranced him. Her cherubic head was surrounded by a sea of bubbles. She appeared to be the epitome of a saint, but he knew that she was far from one. That was one of his favorite things about her, one would quickly underestimate her because of her appearance.

Caroline is just full of surprises.

"Is there room for two?" He broke the silence.

Her eyes slowly fluttered open, like she was just coming out of a nap. After the world came back into focus, her blue eyes doubled in size and she inhaled sharply.

"Klaus! What are you- stop that!"

He smiled down at her innocently.

He may have purposefully not thrown on a towel and had his crotch wavering right next to her head when she opened her eyes again. It wasn't his fault if she couldn't help taking a peek, although, it felt a lot longer than a peek to him.

Caroline's face immediately turned red and she slammed her fists into the water in frustration. The water sprayed his lower abdominals, and he laughed.

"Now look what you've done." He teased, and moved the towel towards his dick.

Caroline swiftly clamped her hands over her eyes, much to his amusement.

"Can you please get out of here and put some pants on? I'm almost done here, but I'll never finish if you continue on with your little towel show." She pouted.

"Apologies, love. I often forget what a hazard my attractiveness is."

She rolled her eyes.

"I'll find you something to wear while you finish up in here." He started for the door.

"Klaus, wait." She called him back, and he turned back to her. "Could you please do me a huge favor?"

"Now I thought you didn't have the energy for that tonight." An arrogant smile laid across his face.

"Funny," she retorted. "I need you to get me some clean bras and underwear from my room. Oh, and get my uniform too."

He whispered into her ear. "I hope you understand that all those things are going to end up shredded by my fangs."

She shuddered, and he left before he could pounce on her.

Caroline shook her hair out after thoroughly drying it. She stared at her neat reflection in the mirror. Klaus had left a set of her bra and panties on the sink, along with one of his over-sized cotton dress shirts.

The shirt was buttoned down and the hem hit her mid-thigh, just barely covering her ass. However, she had a feeling that was just the way he liked it. She rolled the sleeves up so that it would fit her better. It smelled just like him and the fabric was incredible soft. She could spend her nights in this thing for ages.

Her hands gripped the sink and her eyes lifted to meet her reflection. She stared directly into her own blue pools.

She was about to spend the night with Klaus Mikaelson- not exactly under sexual circumstances- but still. They hadn't even put a label on their relationship and they were sharing a bed. Maybe they were going too fast, but it wasn't like she had much of a choice. Elena may have been dead, but she was still on a hit list. Klaus was the only place she felt safe recently. Ironically, he was the only person she trusted at the moment.

And it wasn't like she didn't want him- because she really did.

She still felt nervous around him, though. Their relationship seemed to be progressing rapidly, and things never turned out favorably whenever she got close to people. Then again, her and Klaus aren't under the same circumstances.

Her and Klaus were the same.

They had the same desires, same mindset, same isolation from society.

She felt connected to him, unlike any connection she had ever shared with anyone before she was shipped off to boarding school.

He made her feel powerful.

Caroline slowly backed away from the sink and reentered the room.

Klaus was sitting on the edge of the bed, his elbows resting on his knees. He wore nothing but a set of tight black boxers. He immediately stood to his feet when she entered.

"You are magnificent in my clothes," he uttered. "I'm going to need to have a conversation with the administration about your new uniform."

She giggled. "You're insane." Pressing her lips against his, she began applying light kisses onto his mouth.

"That's what you like about me," he rasped out, in between kisses.

"Come on."

She grabbed onto his hand and led him into the bed. Klaus pulled the covers over the two of them and she moved closer into him.

"Thank you," Caroline whispered.

He caressed her head and continued to do so until she fell asleep. His soft voice echoed in her head as she fell into deep sleep.

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