Your latest chapter of "family ties" inspired a drabble prompt. Caroline leaves her panties in Klaus' locker

Thanks nonnie, glad my latest chapter inspired you! I hope you enjoy this mini drabble (unrelated to Family Ties). NSFW.

What Comes Around

Klaus Mikaelson was the King of Mystic Falls High. Besides his 4.0 GPA, his list of other activities read like every Ivy League college's dream criteria. Football Captain. Student Body President. Debate Captain.

He had plans, dogged determination and nothing was going to get in the way of that, including all the girls who fawned over him on a regular basis. There was one exception though. Caroline Forbes. Head Cheerleader. Tennis Captain. Tutor. Blonde. Beautiful. Intelligent.

She'd laughed when he'd suggested a date during Junior Year, said the situation couldn't be more clichéd and proceeded to joke about inscribing their King and Queen crowns already in preparation for prom. He would have been offended if it wasn't so damn adorable.

The banter continued, she'd send him sly winks during football games and he asked for tutoring assistance just because he wanted to hear her melodic laugh when she rejected his ridiculous request.

Senior Year followed suit. Stolen glances, shameless flirting and when things became too heated, messing around in the gym equipment closet. It was their little secret to avoid any high school clichés, Caroline wouldn't have it any other way.

It was Tuesday. Klaus was making his way between math and history but he'd take Caroline any day over the Russian Revolution. He hadn't seen her since Friday and the withdrawals were taking their toll. When people spoke about the pain of addiction, he was fairly certain they'd never met Caroline Forbes.

He opened his locker to swap his math text book for his history one. What he wasn't expecting was the red, lace panties that were hanging precariously inside. He swallowed, trying to contain the arousal that her lingerie was causing. A yellow post-it note was attached and he took it off slowly, reveling in the feelings the lace was causing against his skin.

Seems I'm going commando today, come by our spot and return what's rightfully mine.

He licked his lips in anticipation, feeling the lust course through his body. She always had this effect on him, not that he was complaining. The Russians could wait, he had an underwear emergency to tend to. Klaus stalked down the hallway, his desire building with every step.

He checked the coast was clear and threw open the door, taking in the beauty before him and completely aroused by the fact he knew she missing some panties. Before she could speak, he'd picked her up and thrown her up against the wall, bunching her skirt up around her waist and excited by the sight of her naked pussy in all its glory.

"You weren't lying, love," he grinned as she began to unbutton his jeans and pull them downwards. She always was good with her hands.

"I never lie about something this serious," she replied, her voice husky with desire as he peeled her top off in one swift move.

"Just so you know I'm keeping your panties."

"I never knew red lace was your thing, Mikaelson," she panted, as his hands unsnapped her bra and caressed her creamy breasts, finding her rosy nipples and rubbing circles over them slowly with his thumbs.

"It's not but the thought of you being commando is definitely my thing," he growled. "From this day forth there is to be a strict no panties policy, got me? Otherwise I will confiscate every single pair."

"That could be a very expensive exercise," she moaned, pulling down his boxer shorts and possessively taking hold of his burgeoning erection and rubbing her hand along its impressive length. "You know if I'm going commando, the least you could do is the same."

"You have my cock in your hand right now, so really who am I to argue?" He puffed, unable to control his thoughts right now if he tried. "I think we've done enough talking, don't you think, love?"

"I'd usually reprimand you for telling me what to do but we have more pressing things to attend to, right?" She suggested, surprising him by quickly guiding his shaft into her already wet centre. He cried out, the shock combined with the feeling of her as he entered threatening to make him explode.

"Tease."

"Last time I checked the teasing had well and truly finished, now fuck me."

"Has anyone ever told you how bossy you are?" Klaus puffed, thrusting inside her and relishing in the sensations it caused.

"You, but yet you always come back for more," she cried, just as he felt her tighten around his cock, knowing that they were both close to climax.

"This isn't the first time and it won't be the last," he whimpered, his vision blurring slightly as he unloaded inside her, unable to hold out any longer. Caroline's accompanying cries were telling him that she felt the intensity too.

It took a few minutes of uncontrollable panting to steady their racing hearts. Klaus eventually placed her back on the ground choosing not to speak because he was afraid of what feelings he might betray.

He loved her. The look on her face was telling him the same thing but she needed to come to that conclusion on her own given her thoughts about high school clichés. Knowing it would eventually happen, Klaus was more than patiently willing to wait for that day.