Wait...i submitted a smutty prompt earlier but i'm not sure if i mentioned that i wanted it to be with human klaroline. can i resubmit it? prompt: human klaroline plus "love, your panties are thoroughly drenched."

Well, thank you nonnie. Smut isn't my strong suit and I did consider referring you to our wonderful smut queens in the fandom, but then I figured practice makes perfect, well sort of! Hope you like it. NSFW.

Wicked Game

Penrose Bar - Upper East Side, NYC - Friday

Klaus sat in the corner booth, nursing a tumbler of scotch, his eyes scanning the dimly-lit room for any female talent. Penrose was one of the best after work Friday night venues for the attractive, corporate crowd so he knew his chances of success were high.

There was the red head sitting at the bar chatting with her brunette friend, the possibilities of a threesome filling his mind. Klaus also noticed a gorgeous blonde sitting at the far end of the room but immediately averted his eyes knowing that she was off limits. Blondes always were.

There was another brunette at the other end of the bar checking her watch and Klaus knew he'd found the one. He drained his glass and stood up, straightening his tie and stalking towards her, like a wild animal chasing its prey. The blonde he'd been perusing briefly caught his eye, sending him a sly smile.

"Excuse me?" She looked up distractedly, her brown eyes widening in surprise. "Is this seat taken?"

"Well, supposedly," she muttered, Klaus realising he'd picked the perfect candidate. There was nothing worse than being stood up. "But it looks like my friend is not going to show."

"If you ask me you're much better off without him," he offered, taking the empty seat and sending her his most dazzling smile, dimples and all. "A guy's got to be an idiot to stand up someone as gorgeous as you."

"Well, as flattering as that is, it's actually my girlfriend," she murmured, but Klaus couldn't miss that telling blush that had crossed her cheeks. "She obviously decided her idiot of a boyfriend was more important."

"Well, how about I buy you a drink then?"

"I suppose one wouldn't hurt, I'll have…"

"Excuse me? What is going on here?" A demanding voice enquired, he'd know that sound anywhere. He swivelled around in his chair, staring up at her blazing blue eyes, arching his eyebrows in response.

"We were having a drink," the woman murmured, looking between them the confusion evident on her face.

"With my boyfriend?" Caroline baulked, just as the room began to go quiet.

"You have a girlfriend?" She asked, incredulously.

"Well, girlfriend is such a loose term," he scoffed, just as Caroline slapped him across the cheek. If he thought the room was quiet before, it was deathly silent now. He rubbed his cheek trying to contain the tingling she'd caused.

"I cannot believe this is happening right now, I'm out of here," the brunette growled, standing up and heading towards the door.

"How could you?" Caroline asked, her voice still raised as the other patrons watched on with avid interest. Who needed to pay for a movie when you had a real life one unfolding before your eyes?

"I was lonely, you'd been distant. What did you expect me to do?"

"Not to cheat on me with the nearest hussy," she shot back.

"Now, I think that's a little uncalled for, she seemed perfectly nice to me."

"Well, if you're so interested then why don't you go after her because we're done." She seethed, walking as quickly as her dangerously high heels would take her. Klaus had to admit she looked amazing doing it, an exaggerated wiggle in her hips.

"I'm thinking you might need a drink?" The barman asked, tentatively, his mouth agape as the silence in the bar began to slowly lift.

"No, I think I'm done here for the night." He replied, sauntering out of the bar noting the dirty looks from most of the women as he went. It didn't matter; he already had his conquest planned for the evening anyway.

The air outside was fresh as he exited, heading towards the side of the building and down the darkened alley.

"You certainly took your time," she purred, from the shadows, pulling him towards her greedily.

"Well, it's a little difficult to leave after an outburst like that, love. I think every woman in there wanted to kill me, I'm surprised I escaped unscathed."

"If only they knew the truth," she grinned, running her hands slowly down his back. "That was hot."

"The question is though, how hot?" He asked, his voice husky with desire. He placed his hands on her hips, slowly bunching up her skirt, one teasing inch at a time. Once it was sitting around her waist, he didn't hesitate, caressing the crotch of her barely-there black panties. "Love, your panties are thoroughly drenched."

"Well, that's what you do to me," she grinned, as he slowly ran his fingers along the length of them, making her shudder. Klaus loved that all it took was one touch for him to have that effect. Not that she was alone, he could feel his burgeoning erection straining against his pants.

"What do you want me to do?" He murmured, licking his crimson lips in anticipation.

"I want you inside me, now," she pleaded, her voice breathy.

"Now, now love, you didn't say please." He noted, his fingers rubbing softly against the side of her panties, knowing just how crazy it was making her.

"Oh come on," she argued, her frustration obvious, attempting to move his hand to where she wanted it, but Klaus was too strong.

"What's the magic word?"

"Please Klaus, please," she hissed, barely able to form words. He took that as his sign to proceed, peeling back the saturated fabric and pushing his fingers into her wet core. She bucked her hips in response, her low whimpers only spurring him on further. Klaus massaged her silky folds, slowly at first but quickening with every gasp emanating from her mouth.

She cried out and Klaus moved quickly to muffle her moans, leaning forward and devouring her mouth, the feverish abandonment with which she responded telling him she was close to the brink.

His fingers were dripping wet as he pulled out, pushing down her panties in one swift move for easier access.

Caroline rallied into action, her hands moving fast, unbuttoning his white shirt with relative ease which was surprising given her frenzied state, her fingertips feathering over the contours of his abdomen then dipping lower to unzip his trousers and free his impressive erection from all restraint.

Klaus placed his hands around her bare bottom and then under her thighs and lifted her off the ground, pulling her legs around his waist. His lips slid down her throat as her back hit the wall behind them, She grasped him tighter, welding herself to him and revelling in the feeling his thrusts were causing.

Her fingers tugged desperately at his curls as he quickened his pace, if he thought she was wet before she was positively soaked now. Caroline cried out, shivering as the waves of pleasure pulsed through her body. Klaus couldn't hold back any longer, his guttural groans sounding out just after hers. Her chest heaving against his as they let the remnant sensations wash over them.

She closed her eyes as he placed her back on the ground, her forehead falling lazily towards her shoulder, her lips resting on the curve of skin between there and his neck. After catching their breath, they collected their thoughts, the delicious haze finally lifting.

"You know most couples just have take-out and watch a movie on a Friday night, love."

"Well, we're not like most couples, are we?" She asked, adjusting her clothing busily.

"If you ask me, I think you're enjoying this role playing just a little too much, sweetheart."

"Last time I checked you were the one who introduced me to it."

"Well, yes that's true. But that was when we were just having fun, you know before…"

"Before?" She asked, cocking her left eyebrow slyly.

"You know exactly why."

"That doesn't mean I don't like hearing it."

"Fine, before I fell in love with you and you ruined me for every woman thereafter," he sighed, leaning forwards and nuzzling his nose affectionately against hers.

"It's a good thing I love you too, Mikaelson," she murmured, placing a chaste kiss on his lips and breathing in his musky scent.

"So, how about it love? Can we please do that movie and take-out thing next Friday?"

"I suppose that would be okay."

"Now that's settled, let's go back to your place and pick up where we left off, shall we?"