A/N: Hey, guys! I just want to thank Annie for beta'ing this chapter. Your reviews are everything, seriously. They are so helpful. Thank you all so much for each and every one of them. And also, thank you so much to Giulia and Rebekah for kicking my butt and using your super cute powers to get me to write this chapter so fast (for completely unselfish reasons I'm sure).
Chapter Fourteen: Family Affairs
Caroline languidly rolled her head over and opened her eyes. Her arm reached over to the other side of the bed, her hand landing on a soft pillow. She squeezed her eyes shut before shooting them open completely.
Slim streams of sunlight burned against the cool pillow, resembling the bars of a jail cell. The drapes that were usually kept closed blocked out most of the natural light in the room.
The escaped light reflected off a small sheet of paper located at the edge of the unoccupied pillow, the light nearly blinding her.
Apologies for the disappearance, love.
The affairs couldn't wait and I would regret rousing you.
I will return soon to make it up to you.
-K
Pressing her lips together, her hands gripped onto the piece of paper even more tightly. Her heart sped up. She already knew that her imagination would be running rampant on all the possible ways he would follow through on that last line.
However, she had to wonder what could have been so important so early in the morning that he had to rush off. Checking the clock, she had about half an hour to get ready for school. Her heart jumped as she organized all the tasks she had to do before stepping out of this room. Ironic, the idea of being tardy struck more fear into her than sharing a bed with a psychopath.
She shrugged. It wasn't like the rules of society applied to her anymore.
This was who she was- this was who she had always been.
Klaus ran a hand across his bored eyes and straightened his posture in his seat. He wasn't even tired- in fact, he slept great last night. It wasn't like he didn't have an excellent reason to. His lips curved up at the memory of inhaling Caroline's sweet scent the entire night and her soft body molding into his. He hadn't even given a lick if she had spread her legs for him or not, just knowing that she was his possession allowed him to roll out of bed like the world was his.
"Niklaus, have you heard a word I've said all morning?"
Elijah's voice cut into his musings, and he frowned at his brother.
"Is this family meeting over yet? I grow tired of your faces."
Klaus resented each of his siblings as they stared back at him in annoyance- except for Rebekah, of course, who was feeling a bit under the weather. He should have felt pity- and he did- but it wasn't like she hadn't been asking for it.
Even Stefan's judgemental face was testing him this morning. He could be seducing Caroline right now instead of hearing an assortment of lectures from each member of his family. Katerina was the lucky one, she was able to escape the torture. They couldn't keep the school completely unmonitored, so she was their default babysitter.
"Klaus," Stefan warned, "Rebekah crossed a line- I get that. She learned her lesson now put her out of her misery before she gets even more angry."
The hybrid tilted his head up to the ceiling, as if he was pondering something intellectually stimulating.
"You see, I don't believe she has, Stefan. Rebekah is very stubborn and generally is a placid learner. The dance was the last time Rebekah will ever pose a threat to Caroline. I don't want her to simply know that- I want that information branded into her skull."
"Klaus!" Stefan pounded his fist against the table. "If you don't heal Rebekah, neither you, nor me, nor Caroline will be safe from her."
An easy, insincere smile laid across his face.
"I do not fear my sister. She will earn the cure."
"Bloody hell," Kol chimed in. "Caroline must have the key out of this purgatory between her legs if you are this eager to shag her. Tell me, Nik, what did happen after you kicked me out of my own room?"
"What?" Elijah asked.
"Oh, didn't you hear? Nik finally lured the girl into his bed chambers. Probably had her strapped down and received a good fucking as he used her as his blood bag. Isn't that right, Nik?"
Klaus sharply rose to his feet, the palm of his hands laid flat against the wooden desk. He was boiling now. All he could think about was strangling Kol. "Bring Caroline up to me again and you'll receive the same punishment as Rebekah."
Kol raised his brows, he appeared more amused than surprised though.
"You're going to awfully long lengths to bed a human, Nik. Are you certain she's simply a decoration for you to wear on your arm? If I wasn't mistaken, I would say you were-"
Klaus pounded his fist against the table like a judge with an unforgiving gavel, his clenched hand narrowly missing Kol's fingers. His blood coursed hotly throughout his body. His hands were unstable and his control was a splinter away from snapping.
"Do not ever associate me with such weakness again, Kol. You live a lavish lifestyle because I allow it and you breathe in comfort because I wish it. I am the king here and Caroline is my queen. She will remain at my side because I wish it. She is not a weakness, but a potential source of great power." He became satisfied when Kol's expression turned grave, and took a seat. "She has all the makings of an exceptional vampire, and no one is going to convince me otherwise."
Everyone stared back at him, their eyes widened slightly.
"You're serious about this then?" Elijah asked warily.
Klaus eyed him dangerously. "What reason would I have to joke about this, Elijah?"
"It's just that… you're very impulsive and you're not one to turn humans."
"Exactly," he agreed. "I did not make this decision lightly. I'm not a child, Elijah, I know what I'm doing."
"Wait, Klaus," Stefan interrupted. "Don't get me wrong, I have nothing against Caroline. It's just that-"
"What, Stefan?" he snapped.
"I don't think this is the best time to start training a new vampire. We need to stay focused on the task at hand. I'm not trying to rush you, but some of us are running out of time. Klaus, please, we need you- I need you."
Klaus grinded his teeth together.
Stefan couldn't do this to him. He couldn't ask him to choose between him and Caroline.
Stefan's intense green eyes bored into him. He was his best friend, he wouldn't abandon him, but he wouldn't allow Caroline to wander these halls as a vulnerable human.
"Caroline will not be a burden. She will be an ally."
Stefan sighed heavily, seeming to have developed a migraine.
Klaus pushed his forearms back onto the table. "Enough about Caroline. Kol, refresh us on the progress on the curse.
Caroline panted hard, her entire body on fire.
Her naked body was slick with sweat as she arched her back.
Callus hands gripped onto her hips with a bruising force, purple fingerprints marring her delicate skin. They held onto her like they were claiming her, like they were marking her as theirs. It was a mixture of pain and pleasure and they only made the fire inside her belly roar.
She has never felt so full in her life.
He had buried himself deep inside her, having reached places she didn't know he could hit. Now he was pounding into her like a beast. Gone was the self control she had always seen him exercise.
Klaus was growling as he slammed himself into her over and over again.
She moaned louder than the last with every thrust of his hips.
He was so large and hard inside her. His shaft could barely be contained in her heat, his cock scraping up against her tight walls with every movement. Burning hot pleasure radiated from where they were joined and spread throughout her body.
Her entire body flushed from his hot dick.
Her hips bucked sporadically, sucking him into her pussy, her muscles squeezing him, pushing him to his limits.
His skills in bed were everything she imagined them to be. And she had very high expectations.
"Yes… God, I'm hot for you, Klaus…" she sighed contently.
His mouth assaulted her neck, his lips creating a fiery path under her jaw.
She moaned his name shamelessly and her mouth fell wide open. Her hand roamed his muscular back while the other ran her fingers through the soft curls on his head. His dick, hands, and mouth were maddening. He wielded them with so much grace and power, she could feel herself coating him in even more juices.
Tilting her head to the side, she gave him access to the entire right side of her neck.
He dragged his scorching tongue down her neck accompanied with his hot breath, and she gasped.
"Caroline…"
She lifted her eyes to meet his darkened blue ones. His eyes were feral, so much so, that his eyes gradually became a golden color with crimson replacing the area around his irises. Purple veins appeared under his eyes and a set of double fangs dropped from his upper lip.
Her heart stopped and her scream died in her throat.
"You taste… delicious."
She felt sharp razor blades puncture her neck, and she screamed.
"Miss Forbes…"
Caroline gasped and straightened herself. Taking in her surroundings once more, she realized that now was one of the worst times to have a daydream- more like nightmare.
Mr. Collins crossed his arms over his chest, his foot tapping in front of her, agitatedly.
She shot him an angelic expression. She was fairly skilled at charming her way out of situations. Taking in his expression again, she was stunned all over again by his injured state.
Collins appeared a bit comical attempting to point countries out on a map with a brace around his neck. He seemed so stiff and couldn't raise his arms too high lest he wanted his shoulders to further damage his already fragile neck.
Of course, teaching a class full of cruel teenagers, they weren't about to let an opportunity like this one slip away. Several students had brought out the classic jokes on whether or not his injury was due to some freaky kink in the bedroom. They were quite explicit with the positions, she would add.
Fortunately, Collins was a pro at the immaturity of young adults. He had brushed off the accusations with feeding them an excuse that he had to break up a fight. However, Caroline wasn't convinced. She remembered spotting Collins at the dance from last night- perfectly healthy. Plus, she held a hefty amount of power around this school, to say the least. Something as big as a fight would not have slipped under her radar.
"Sorry, Mr. Collins." She offered a smile.
"Homecoming is over, Caroline," he reprimanded her. "Thank you for returning back to Earth and rejoining us in the study of European History. Now, please, remind us which country Dooms Day took place in."
She narrowed her eyes slightly, trying to ignore his attitude.
"Normandy, France."
"Thank you very much, Caroline. Now would you or Miss Pierce inform me where half my class is this morning?"
The blonde swiftly turned around to spot Katherine seated three seats down diagonally from her. Caroline raised her eyebrows. She had no idea that Katherine had been present. Walking in, she had immediately noticed that the area that the Mikaelsons usually occupied were empty. That must have been Katherine's usual seat when the others weren't trampling all over Collins's seating chart.
"I haven't seen them all morning, Collins." Katherine smiled sweetly.
That smile sent chills running down Caroline's back. It appeared to be closer to a threat than a sense of comfort.
The teacher nodded. "Caroline?"
"Uh-no. I haven't seen Klaus, or any of them since last night."
He slowly nodded his head as he walked away from her and towards his desk, unconvinced.
She highly doubted he would give them detentions for ditching, but something about Collins's expression seemed off.
The class continued as usual, and Caroline made sure to keep her focus on the lesson. However, she couldn't help but keep that daydream she had in the back of her mind. She was past this, past being afraid of Klaus. He wouldn't hurt her, she was certain of that now. But why the dream? Was it a blaring neon sign that it was a mistake to trust him?
The bell rang and the students dispersed into the hallway.
A flurry of students whizzed past her and through the speeding bodies, she eyed a head of long luscious dark curls. They were tossed effortlessly as Katherine threw her locker door shut and headed towards the north hall.
"Katherine!" Caroline waved her hand.
The path cleared and she strode towards the other girl.
The brunette turned, locking eyes with Caroline. After a moment, she turned back around, picking up her pace to disappear into the hall.
"Katherine?" Caroline paused to watch the girl quickly change her pace. "Katherine, wait!" She started a light jog and saw the other girl sharply turn a corner.
She rerouted her direction and planned to cut Katherine off at an intersection.
Caroline skidded to a halt.
"Hello, Katherine."
"Caroline…" Her face was a mixture of irritation, surprise, and impressed. "Wha- Oh, my God. Small world. Where did you come from?"
She actually felt very insulted by how little intellectual ability Katherine must've believed she possessed.
"Oh, cut the crap," she retorted. "We made eye contact. I know you're avoiding me, and I think I know why…"
"You don't know anything, little girl." Katherine brushed past her, her eyes a darker shade of brown.
Caroline caught up with her. "It has to do with the Mikaelson's disappearance, doesn't it? Klaus said he had some business to take care of. What is it?"
Katherine abruptly stopped. "You know, you ask a lot of questions concerning subjects that really don't apply to you."
"Klaus is my business because…"
"Because he's your boyfriend? Fine, then. Let me put it this way: if Klaus wants you to know, he will tell you." She began to march off.
Caroline sighed. There was no way she could wait all day for Klaus to return to provide or not provide her with answers. She'd drive herself crazy with her own theories.
"Katherine, wait." She walked with her again. "You know what happened to Collins, don't you?"
She snickered. "Caroline, I really have no interest in knowing what that man does in his bedroom."
Caroline rolled her eyes. "Stop playing dumb. If I don't know about something, then one of you Mikaelsons definitely do, so what do you know, Katherine?"
"Honestly, Caroline, I have no idea. After I left you last night, I woke up to Elijah telling me that everyone else would be gone for the day. He told me to hold down the forte while they were gone."
"'Hold down the forte?'" Caroline stopped.
"Yeah, like, run the show while they're out." She grinned at the way Caroline tensed slightly. "Okay, before you go all territorial and plot out how to kill me off, I don't want your crown. I'm not Rebekah." Caroline relaxed. "Besides, when you wear the crown, it's not the crown you should be worried about… it's your head."
She watched Katherine cautiously. She couldn't tell if that had been advice or a threat.
"When are they coming back?"
Katherine shrugged. "It really depends… on whether they're feeling civilized or not. Generally, the answer is not, so you should expect them back late at night, or tomorrow, at the earliest."
Caroline huffed.
What the hell could they be doing that would take twenty-four plus hours?
"Anyways," Katherine drawled, "as much fun as it is chatting with you, Caroline, I have another class to attend. Chao."
She watched the other girl saunter away.
As long as the Mikaelsons were away, she might as well take advantage of the situation.
Caroline had sent half the cheerleaders to the gym to hang up decorations. A few of them had the nerve to bring up a "suggestion" to her to not send that particular group together, because apparently, Amber and Riley were currently fighting over Ted. But she made it fairly clear their high school drama was none of her concern. She didn't give a damn if they killed each other in that room as long as they didn't get any blood on her decorations- then Caroline would be the one to do the killing.
Serial killers would be serial killers after all.
She briskly strode down the hall, pleased when everyone immediately stopped what they were doing to stare. She smirked, feeling imaginary shades cover her eyes.
She came to a halt when Mr. Collins appeared in front of her. She greeted him as she maneuvered around him.
"Caroline, wait."
"Yes?" She turned around.
"I was hoping we could have a chat." He walked beside her. "How are things with the new boyfriend?"
Her cheeks heated and she tried to hide her grin. She didn't think she could ever get used to thinking of Klaus as her "boyfriend." He didn't exactly seem like "boyfriend" material, but then again, what killer would?
"Surprisingly well. Klaus is full of surprises."
"I hope that your newfound love isn't going to compromise your history project…"
Caroline would have liked to believe that her face hadn't fallen right in front of her history teacher. He couldn't really blame her for forgetting when she's been dealing with an upset stomach, psycho roommates, dangerous Mikaelsons, being recognized as public enemy number one by the staff, and starting a new relationship with the most powerful person in this place- all in a very short amount of time.
Give her a break!
"Of course not." She feigned a smile.
The teacher raised a brow at her, skeptical.
"Just be careful about Klaus. He's not someone you want to mess around with, or give your heart to. I've known him for quite some time. He's no prince charming."
Caroline furrowed her brows. "I never said he was, nor do I want him to be one. Prince charming would take one look at me and think that I'm the dragon he's supposed to slay."
"As opposed to Klaus sadistically killing you once he's done with you? At least prince charming has honor."
Caroline was starting to get angry now.
"I'm sorry, why are you so concerned with my relationship with Klaus? What is this really about?"
She folded her arms across her chest. There was something in Collins's eyes that struck her. She couldn't put her finger on it, but it was definitely there. He was hiding something.
"I'm just looking out for you, Caroline. Unlike most of the rubbish in this school, there's hope for you yet." He began to retreat from her. "Do not let the likes of Klaus Mikaelson destroy you. If you find a way out, take it."
He disappeared down the hall.
Caroline didn't know what to make of that encounter. Collins was part of the staff- he couldn't be trusted. But he had always seemed harmless- those were always the most dangerous.
She shook her head. She couldn't concern herself with those thoughts now. There was a party that needed to be organized. Besides, she would be more productive in regards to Collins once Klaus returned so they could discuss their next course of action.
"The church has already been prepared and blocked off, not that anyone actually uses it as a place for worship, or well… not the puritan's definition of it, anyway." Kol smirked.
Klaus emulated his expression. "Excellent. What of the other steps?"
"Here's the thing," Kol began reluctantly. "We can't move forward with any of the other steps until we get our hands on that irritating love story-"
The hybrid slammed the bible against the table harshly, startling everyone.
"I've given you weeks to find a love that could shatter a curse, and you're telling me that you've come up empty? There's nearly a thousand horny teenagers running around here. I can guarantee you there are at least two imbeciles in that lot who have enough folly to believe in love." He spat the word like it burned his tongue.
"I'm sorry, I don't believe I've seen your eyes land on anything in the past few weeks aside from Caroline Forbes's arse," Kol countered.
Klaus lunged for Kol's neck, but Finn and Sage restrained him to the best of their ability. Klaus could have easily broken through it if Kol continued to goad him. He probably would have if Kol wasn't partially correct. Caroline was at the top of his priorities, but so was his freedom.
He straightened his navy tie. "Fine. I will show you how it is done. It's not like I trust any of you fools to carry out a task as simple as finding two hormonal teenagers passing notes to each other during class."
Everyone rolled their eyes.
The entire house vibrated from the powerful speakers that were pounding music out. Bright, vibrant colored lights flashed onto the floor of the living room; students were grinding on each other and performing sexy dance moves. Tables of food outlined the walls around the room.
Caroline swayed her hips to the fast tempo of the music and shook out her hair, letting her messy curls fall over her face. She was dancing with one of the cheerleaders and she was way too buzzed to even remember the girl's name. All she knew was that the girl knew how to dance.
Everyone simultaneously screamed as the new song came on.
She quickly turned around and pulled the cheerleader to her back so that she could grind her ass against the other girl. Her bodycon dress just barely covered her ass and she felt the other girl's skin scrape against hers. The cheerleader's breasts brushed against her back and she leaned into her.
Caroline rocked her body seductively. Her eyes were smoldering as she grinned out to the rest of the people on the dance floor, earning her several whistles of approval from everyone around her.
It was good being queen.
Once she was sweaty and panting, she marched over to the beer table with haste. Picking up one of the red solo cups nearly filled to the brink, she downed half of it. It was cool and refreshing against her hot mouth.
She smoothed down her messy waves, adamant on remaining neat no matter her situation.
It was the first party she had thrown at this school and it surpassed her expectations. It was actually more of a last minute decision. The parties she had thrown in high school typically required her to plan at least a week in advance. For this one, she had simply made a few calls and voila: one hour later she had fifteen beer kegs, five hundred students, five giant speakers, and ten pounds of food in the giant house beside the school. She had been informed it served more of a fraternity/sorority house that the Mikaelsons found conducive for throwing parties than anything else.
It was hers now.
The only thing that could have completed this experience for her was if Klaus was with her right now. She would have dragged him onto the dance floor and grinded against him until she felt his boner poke her ass. Then she would have led him upstairs and pushed him into the first bedroom she found and fucked him until he lost his mind completely. She certainly would enjoy exercising the power she knew she had over him.
Caroline popped the cork off of an expensive bottle of wine and swallowed a mouthful of it.
She needed some air. The entire house reeked of sex and alcohol, and it was only making her horny. The only problem was that the only thing she was craving was no where to be found. Damn him and his stupid "affairs" business.
Caroline eyed the door with determination until two girls wearing enraged countenances blocked her path. She recognized them. They had been with Tatia the time they had cornered Caroline in the hallway.
This should be fun.
She took another swig of the bottle.
"Move."
"Tatia shouldn't have died," one of them spat boldly.
"It should have been you," the other finished.
The pounding music abruptly stopped, allowing an uncomfortable silence to settle. All eyes were on all three girls.
Caroline's mouth curved up slightly. "You know what they say, 'survival of the fittest.' Speaking of which, I'm no expert, but I'm fairly certain Charles Darwin stated that the prey were supposed to outrun the predator, not run straight into their mouths." The two girls exchanged a nervous glance. "It's funny because I'm supposed to be the new girl around these parts, but you idiots don't seem to understand how things run around here. You see, you girls attend Castlewall, meaning I am your queen, yet you don't seem efficiently trained in the concept of mannerisms. I could have your heads impaled on a stake if it pleased me.
"But I am anything but unreasonable… show respect to your queen and I will ponder extending forgiveness to you both." The two girls hesitated, so Caroline cleared her throat. "On your knees!"
Both girls flinched and stared back at Caroline like they were paralysed, their eyes struck with fear.
The blonde nonchalantly gulped down more of the rich wine, and then whipped the glass bottle against one of the girls skulls, shattering the bottle in half. Dark scarlet liquid crashed down over the girl's head and small shards of broken glass scraped down against the soft skin on her face. She fell down to the floor without a word.
The other girl left standing was abhorred by the violent display. Her eyes darted back and forth between a tranquil Caroline and her unconscious friend.
"She wasted my wine," Caroline stated irritatedly.
"I don't care about your bloody wine!" The other girl knelt beside her bleeding friend, looking for a pulse.
"You will in a moment." Caroline pushed the other girl against the wall, the pointed end of the broken bottle pointed to the her neck. Loud hollering and chants echoed from the background. "Just for piece of mind, Tatia would have died anyway, even if I hadn't laid a hand on her. She was weak and dependent on the male sex. Easy pickings." The other girl clearly wanted to say something, but the sharp pointed ends of the bottle were too close to allow her room to speak. "But you did love her, didn't you? The heart can be a nasty thing if you waste it on the wrong people." Her eyes dropped down to where the girl's heart should be. They shot back to the other girl's eyes and she saw the panic swirling behind them. "A fitting death, wouldn't you say?"
The girl started to shake her head, but Caroline plunged the spiked end of the bottle into her chest before the girl could protest. She twisted the cruel object inside the body, driving it deeper into her chest cavity and eliciting a gallon of blood from the deep wound.
The girl cried out in sobbing pain.
The blonde gripped the neck of the bottle, pushing it in with all her might until the cylinder shape of the bottle wrapped around the heart. She swiftly scooped it out of the chest, ripping it ruthlessly from the girl's system.
The crowd applauded and cheered as she raised the warm organ above her head like a trophy. It beated for a second more when her hand wrapped around it.
Everyone extolled her with compliments about how turned on they were and how she was a vision of a queen. If she wasn't careful, her ego would soon match Klaus's.
The blood that coated her arms and her dress were like badges to a veteran. It bestowed her with pride and power.
Her body heated from the rush of her current kills.
Caroline caught sight of Katherine, who was leaning against the banister at the top of the stairs. Her hip jutted out as she flashed Caroline with a sultry, impressed look.
She grinned back at the brunette. It appears that she even has Katherine Pierce on her side.
Once the students returned to the dance floor, Caroline decided that it was high time she caught her breath with fresh air.
The cool air shocked her sticky skin. She released a sigh of relief. It was starting to get stuffy in that house. This was exactly what she needed: a place to relax and relish in her fresh kill.
Klaus practically ripped his tie off on his way back to his dorm room. He had experienced enough "family bonding" today to last him for the next century. In addition, he had to make a note to himself to never agree to play matchmaker ever again.
After the fifteen photo Stefan had shown him, he was reading to stab his eyes out with dull pencils. It turns out that there was indeed a reason why ninety-eight percent of couples who begin a relationship in high school do not last: because they are fueled by lust and naivety.
How convenient.
He hadn't given up, but Kol's limbs would have turned into a scavenger hunt if he remained in their presence for a second longer.
It was past midnight by now, the halls were only lit by the archaic lamps lining the walls. However, it was quiet, too quiet. These were teenagers he was talking about, none of them actually slept before midnight. He could usually hear the boys playing video games at this hour, a great waste of time, he would add.
"Jared." Klaus caught the human by the arm. "Tell me where everyone is."
"Didn't you hear? You're girlfriend threw a party at your usual location."
The boy slipped away as Klaus's lips lifted into a smile full of pride.
"That's my girl."
He sped towards the house located to the left of the school. It was the size of a mansion, but still nothing compared to the school. The school casted its shadow over the house in the moonlight.
Klaus came to a halt when he spotted her. Caroline's wavy hair shined like golden silk under the moon. She had an absolutely euphoric mein, and when his eyes traveled downward, he immediately knew why. The potent scent of the fresh blood coating her body and her clothes collided into his senses.
She wore blood on herself as if it was her natural essence. The sight of her covered in carnage was completely riveting. There was still this lightness to her even when surrounded by her wicked aura. She was bewitching.
"Caroline…" He appeared beside her.
She flinched. "Oh, my God! Klaus… where did you come from? I was hoping you would show up. What happened while you were gone? And might I add that your whole disappearing act was extremely inconvenient for m-"
He crushed his lips onto hers, his hands cupping her face firmly. Her words died in his mouth, and he felt her lips fervently receive his. His tongue pushed inside her mouth, effectively stroking the inside of her mouth.
She moaned against his lips, welcoming the intrusion of his tongue. Caroline leaned into him, her soft body pressed flush against his. She twisted her hand into his sandy curls, deepening the kiss.
Her lips were the sweetest thing he'd ever had the pleasure of tasting. Each kiss was just one explosion of fire after the last. He swiped his tongue across her bottom lip, and she panted against his mouth.
Caroline's mouth was so hot against his. Her kisses were desperate, greedy for as much of him as she could get her hands on. She wanted him just as much as he needed her.
His arms wrapped around her tiny waist, pulling her tightly against him. She straddled her legs around his own waist, her lips still sucking on his ardently.
"I would very much prefer to answer all your questions at a later date."
Klaus breathed heavily.
She quickly nodded.
"Good plan."
He pinned her back against the brick wall and his mouth burned wet kisses into the crook of her neck. His long, flat tongue tasted her skin and his blunt teeth nibbled on the delicate skin, leaving soft teeth marks down her neck. He was marking her as his- and she wanted to be his.
Caroline dipped her head back, sighing wantonly. Her hands clung to his hair. She slowly rubbed her wet panties against his hardened groin.
He groaned at the delicious feeling. She was making him so hot. All he wanted was to take her against the house and explode inside of her. He wanted to taste the nectar between her legs- and this time he wanted more than just a taste. He wanted to feel her lips around his cock and to watch himself disappear inside her mouth.
"You smell divine," he rasped out.
"And you… have a very big penis," she slurred and slid her hands up his torso, feeling the hard panes of his muscles through his uniform. "Why do you bother wearing pants?"
Klaus wore a giant smirk. "You have quite the lovely pussy yourself, sweetheart. If I had it my way, you wouldn't even own a single pair of panties."
She poked a finger into his chest.
"A simple solution to your problem is to burn them all. You'd be doing me a favor too."
She winked flirtatiously at him.
His hands slid up her smooth thighs.
"You're a vixen, Caroline Forbes."
Her lips then formed a smirk. Her face shone in the moonlight, bringing life to Klaus's accusation. She captured his lips once more and moaned. She traced a finger down the small area of unconcealed skin leading down his neck. His skin prickled under her finger like it was a scorching piece of lead.
Then his shirt was ripped open, and Caroline shoved both his white dress shirt and his jacket down his shoulders. Her soft hands were pressed flat against his tough pectorals and glided down his toned torso, feeling every curve of his muscles.
Klaus groaned. He felt himself grow harder. Her hands felt incredible against his skin. He could only imagine what it would feel like to have her hands wrapped around him. He would be astonished if he didn't combust in her hands.
She suddenly dropped her hands to the noticeable bulge outlined by his pants, groping him. He hissed and used all restraint not to let his fangs drop. He instantly became painfully hard. His hips involuntarily bucked into her hand. The idea of Caroline Forbes controlling him was the most erotic thing he had ever imagined.
Replacing her hands with her mouth, Caroline began pressing open-mouthed kisses against his bare chest. Her lips caused electricity to surge to his very core. He panted.
He yanked on her blonde hair, ripping her mouth away from his chest. She huffed, and her eyes were coated with a feral appearance. She resembled a wild lioness, one that was ready to pounce.
His lips were on hers again and they drank each other in, urgently. He dragged his fingers down her smooth chest until they hit her sweetheart neckline.
She shivered.
He ripped the dress down the middle with a flick of his wrist.
Caroline's jaw dropped, staring back at him, aroused and impressed. She let the tattered dress fall to the ground, only left in her black bra and matching panties.
"I am going to attack you," she promised.
"So you can take advantage of me?" He brought his lips to her ear. "My poor, defenseless state. You would use me for my body, my hands, my… tongue."
She trembled against him.
Klaus placed one of her legs back onto the ground. He knelt down to his knees in front of her and threw her other leg over his shoulder.
Caroline sucked in a breath sharply, keeping her eyes trained on him.
He tore her flimsy panties from her, resentfully.
She flinched, and he trapped her hips in his iron grip, halting her movements.
Klaus's nose was immediately assaulted by an onslaught of her sweet arousal. His mouth watered as his eyes memorized the sight of her juices oozing down her thighs. His mouth came down on her sopping pussy like a wolf attempting to swallow its prey whole. His tongue delved into her folds, stroking her firmly and ardently. Caroline tasted of honey. He was greedy and starving for every drop of her.
She tugged on his curls, pushing his face closer to her inflamed heat fervently. Her body relaxed against his mouth and her legs grew shaky.
"Klaus…" she breathed out.
He grinned against her pink flesh. Hearing his name escape her lips so hungrily was pushing him to the brink. He could ruin his pants by hearing her say his name alone.
This woman would be the end of him.
Klaus flicked her clit with his tongue, and she gasped. He abruptly thrust two fingers inside of her. Just as he suspected, she clenched his fingers unbelievably tight and his fingers were drenched. His fingers were slick and grew even more wet the deeper they went.
Caroline groaned. She squeezed her thighs together more tightly, trying to further trap Klaus's fingers and head between her legs.
He was more than happy to pleasure her. His fingers pumped her swiftly until he was buried knuckle deep. Simultaneously, his tongue laved her sensitive nub in a fiery tidal wave.
The blonde moaned frantically, her hips bucking sporadically.
She was close- he could feel it in his bones. Her juices were practically rushing into his mouth at this point.
Suddenly, his mouth attacked her upper thigh, branding her skin with his searing kisses.
Caroline whimpered. Klaus's sudden shift in direction had her mind spinning.
He scraped his human teeth along her soft skin, and his fangs elongated. They were fighting to break through the skin just above her vein. His desire to sample her blood was beginning to overwhelm him. She smelled incredible.
"Fuck me, Klaus…" Caroline's voice broke the spell he was under.
Klaus was back on his feet in an instant. He stared her down intensely, licking her lips, tasting Caroline on them.
"Have a taste, sweetheart." He brought his soaked fingers to her swollen lips and languidly pushed them into her mouth.
Caroline's petite hands wrapped around his and sucked his fingers expertly. Her tongue wrapped around each finger, cleaning them of her essence.
His dick was throbbing against the restraints of his trousers. She was absolutely breathtaking under such lewd manners.
"Delicious." She swiped her tongue around the inside outline of her lips.
"Yes, you are."
Klaus thrusted his tongue down her throat once again, tasting her juices still coating her mouth. He bunched her hair inside his hands and pinned her head against the wall behind her.
Caroline's hands slid down from his abs to his belt. She threw his belt open and shoved his pants down to his ankles, and Klaus discarded them. Then she pulled out the extremely stiff cock she had been craving.
He growled as she slowly stroked him with her thumb. He unconsciously thrusted into her hand, the hot friction igniting his entire shaft. He was so hard for her. He needed to fuck her- now.
Klaus pinned Caroline's hands above her head against the wall with both hands. His mouth hovered above her covered breasts and his teeth ripped the last remaining piece of fabric from her body, leaving her completely vulnerable to his lust-filled gaze.
The human gasped, her heart beating erratically. He stared back at her with such ferocity, for a split-second, she was certain he would actually swallow her whole. This only caused her clit to throb even more fiercely.
He drove his hips into hers, positioning his head at her impossibly wet sex. He was so hard for her, her hot juices were like the fire to his dynamite.
Klaus locked a hand behind her knee to hitch it around his hip. Without warning, he rammed into her, and Caroline moaned.
Her nails dug into his back, leaving claw marks. Klaus wasn't the only possessive one, though she would prefer that he didn't know. She was more than happy to mark what was hers as well.
He thrusted into her again and again, his restraint weakened with every movement of his hips. He became submerged in her scorching, sticky arousal. His hands clamped down on her hips in a steel grip. He began slamming into her, hitting her G-spot and several other areas she's probably never felt. His dick was pulsing inside of her, filling every inch of her.
She was groaning.
Caroline's muscles sucked him in, trapping him like a vise. She was so full that she couldn't move without immediately feeling her belly erupt into flames. He was massive inside of her. She has never felt so aroused in her life.
"Harder," she bit out. "Deeper."
Klaus met her eyes, staring at her like he could read her filthy mind.
"With pleasure."
Klaus quickly switched his rough rhythm with a savage one. He shoved Caroline's hips into his, resulting in a borderline painful collision.
Her lower back was slammed against the wall again and again, a sharp pain and pleasure radiating from that exact spot. That was definitely going to leave a mark. One she would wear with pride.
He grunted as he felt her squeeze him even more intensely with every powerful thrust.
Caroline was screaming. She was so incredibly close and it would only take mere seconds to push her over. Klaus was burning her from the inside out and she reveled in every second he was inside her. He was slamming into her so fast that she could barely keep up.
"Come for me, Caroline," Klaus grunted.
He slammed into her with such force that she instantly cried out in ecstasy; his name cut through the night air sharply and wantonly. Klaus was drenched in her soaking hot juices as they came flooding out. Her walls came down on him, squeezing his pulsing cock like a fist. He moaned. There could not be anything more beautiful than watching Caroline Forbes come undone.
Caroline dragged her nails down his bare back, leaving trails of blood in the shape of her nails down his skin.
Klaus hissed at the pain and pleasure combination.
Her legs shook and she threw her head back. Her entire body felt like an inferno and hot waves of pleasure washed over her.
Klaus continued to thrust into her as she came until he exploded inside her. She was coiled so tightly around him. He filled her with his hot seed, releasing all the tension that she had built up inside him. His hips jerked spontaneously as his come spewed into her. He groaned as he emptied himself, the sound of her name on his tongue resembling closer to an animal than human.
Blood rushed to his eyes, morphing them into rich pools of blood, and purple veins extended down to his cheekbones. Caroline was occupied riding her own high to notice the change in his facial features. Intense shocks of pleasure rippled through him. He stared down at her euphoric expressions and he almost wished she would open her eyes.
He wanted her to see him open and exposed, to know exactly who had brought her to such heights. She would see him for what he was, and be irrevocably drawn to his monstrous form. She would want what he had, or, at least, she would, eventually.
Caroline came back down from her orgasm and her head fell against his shoulder, her entire weight leaning against him. It was a good thing he had her pinned against the wall because her legs had turned into jello.
Klaus ran his hand down her messy blonde hair. Her hot breath burned his skin as she panted. Her taut breasts pushed against his chest, and he bit back a moan. He was listening to the thundering sound of her heart beating in her chest. It was melodious to his ear. His own heartbeat rang in the back of his mind, beating faster than hers.
He pulled out, and Caroline winced.
She reached up to his lips once more, covering them with her own. She purred against his mouth, allowing his tongue inside and to swirl around her own.
Klaus wrapped her legs around his waist. He used one hand to support her bag and the other to cup her cheek as he backed away from the brick wall.
Their tongues tangled as they consumed the other's lips.
Caroline's arms wrapped around his neck securely as she brought their bodies even closer than they already were.
"I'm not through with you yet," Klaus breathed out.
His eyes darkened, and chills ran down Caroline's spine. She could already feel the soreness heading into the next morning settling into her body, and he still had more in store for her. Her belly began doing somersaults.
She simply nodded and Klaus captured her lips again.
Caroline kept her attention on his mouth as Klaus raced her back inside the school and down the boys' dormitory hall.
He stopped outside his door for a moment to give attention to Caroline's hungry lips. He dropped one of his hands to cup her firm ass. They were both completely bare from head to toe, standing in the middle of the hall, where anyone could have caught them. But everyone was still at the party on the other side of campus, plus, he would have killed anyone who crossed their path.
Klaus was so consumed by lust that it took only a moment for him to register the all-too-familiar scent of death. He couldn't help but grimace, and, judging from the scrunch of Caroline's nose, she sensed it as well.
Their eyes met and it was like they both had developed telekinesis.
Caroline disentangled her limbs from him, landing on her wobbly feet, and needing Klaus for support. He smiled, amused, which did not go unnoticed by her.
The human pinched her nose. "It's coming from that door." She pointed to a pure black painted door, diagonal from where they stood.
"Caroline." Klaus yanked on her arm when she began to approach it. He shot her a warning look that told her she wasn't getting anywhere near that door. "Do not move."
She responded with an annoyed countenance. She didn't appreciate him ordering her around, but she had to admit, she was relieved to have him with her.
"Just open the door."
He eyed her warily, like he found it dubious that she would listen to him. When you're dealing with criminals, you can't trust anyone, especially not a certain stubborn blonde.
Klaus swung the door open, and a dead weight came tumbling out.
Caroline clasped her hands to her mouth as she gasped.
It was a body. It was a female student. Her long raven hair curtained around her pretty face, her normally flushed skin was icy white, and the fatal wound was clearly marked by the two deep holes in her neck. Dried blood had flowed out of the two holes and spilled down the front of her uniform like someone had spilled cranberry juice on her. It didn't simply look like someone punctured her neck with two pencils- they ripped into her. Her skin was also torn in a cruel horizontal movement; they wanted to make it hurt.
Caroline sunk down to her knees and leaned on all fours in front of the body, ignoring the painful aches of her body. Her breathing grew heavy. Her eyes focused on the corpse's blood soaked neck and her hands contemplated touching the two holes.
"Caroline," Klaus attempted to assuage her panic.
Caroline continued to stare.
"Taylor?"
Abruptly, she felt her stomach rise, and a burning sensation shoot up her throat again. She turned to the side to let the contents of her stomach to spew onto the carpeted floor.
Kol paced back and forth in front of Elijah, his hands folded behind him. He was absolutely exhausted from reading over fifty texts from over teen different time periods, along with having to play cupid the entire day. Though, the entertainment he received from riling Klaus up throughout the day certainly did help ease the tension.
He could tell from the way Elijah's shoulders' slumped over that he probably felt the fatigue even more intensely. Katherine had beaten them both to sleep; she had collapsed the second they got back and was sleeping silently across the room.
He couldn't even express how much he wanted to be her right now, but what he had to tell his brother was far too significant.
"Would you just spit it out already, Kol?" Elijah whispered bitterly, careful not to wake his girlfriend. "You had all day to talk to me and you choose when I'm half dead to have an in depth discussion?"
Kol leaned against a window, nursing his whisky.
"It wasn't by choice, believe me. I couldn't say anything in front of Nik without losing a limb and risking him ruining any chance we have at freedom."
"What are you going on about? Couldn't tell Niklaus what?"
Kol sighed. "I told him that I hadn't a clue as to the pairing we needed to break the curse… I lied. I have a theory."
Elijah was intrigued now. He rose from his chair and stood in front of Kol beside the window. He stared into his brother's eyes carefully, like he could find the answers in his light brown eyes.
"What is it, Kol? What do you know?"
"I can't say for sure and this may sound like insanity, but… I believe Nik is slowly, but surely falling for Caroline. And I think the feeling is mutual for the girl as well."
Elijah's eyebrows shot up.
"Kol, that is a very radical assumption. You believe that Niklaus and Caroline Forbes have a love that is strong enough to shatter a witch's curse. Do acknowledge that you named Niklaus, our brother, as half of this pairing. And most days, I question his brotherly love for me."
"Elijah, I give you my word that there is something there. Think about it. When was the last time Klaus has ever told us he intended to turn a human girl and have her join the family. If it had been Rebekah, no one would blink twice. Nik does not care for humans, yet he can't seem to let this one go. If he's turning her, she isn't just a decoration for his arm, he intends to keep her, forever."
"It's Caroline." He said it as a realization. "She was the missing piece. It has always been her."
Kol nodded. "Whatever you do, do not tell Niklaus what we know. He would sooner burn the world down than allow himself to succumb to weakness. She would be as good as dead and we would all suffer a loss."
The older Mikaelson emulated Kol's nod.
"But if the riddle stated that their love story triggered the countdown, does that mean it has already begun? How would we know-"
A bright fiery flare reflected off of the Mikaelson's cheeks through the window. They sharply turned their heads when they spotted the light from the corner of their eyes.
A ring of fire illuminated the darkness outside. The top of the wall surrounding the school was lit up like a forest fire. There was no reason for the wall to be bursting into fierce flames the way it was. The fire seemed more like a beast than a result of nature.
Kol and Elijah didn't stare at the fire like it was a stranger, more like an unwelcomed guest. They locked eyes.
"It's too early for the fire to begin. This is strange," Kol stated, trying to keep his voice level.
"Unless someone triggered it…" Elijah blurted out.
The two brothers exchanged a look, knowing exactly what has happened.
"It has begun."
A/N: Thanks so much for reading! Please let me know what you thought. And the next chapter will be posted sometime in May. AP testing for me is around end of April/beginning of May, so I'll be having a hiatus during that time. But I'll try to post the next chapter as soon as I'm done with that. (It's mostly all written. I just need to have it beta'd).
And a lot of you guys gave *subtle* hints that you wanted to see more smut lol. I hope that you liked the smut scene and there will be more of that in future chapters ;)
And also if any of you guys were curious. According to my outline, there will be around 23-24 chapters? Don't take my word for it because I change my plans a lot. But as of right now there are 10more chapters to be posted. :)
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