"Are you ready?" Rebekah whispered, eyebrow raised as she stood by the stairs.
Caroline looked over her outfit once more, a smirk on her face and smoothed down the dress. She nodded at the other blonde and Rebekah smiled before vanishing into her room.
Pursing her lips, Caroline grabbed the towel and pretended to dry her wet hair as she walked into his room, smiling under her breath as she saw her hybrid sat on the couch, a sketchpad in his hands.
"What are you doing here?" He asked with a smile. "I thought you had girls night with Rebekah."
She fake-scoffed and rolled her eyes. "We had a fight over Channing Tatum and Liam Hegoway and she spilled my favourite drink on me."
He laughed. "Well, that shows you that denying my presence is bad luck." He smiled. "I'm sure she didn't mean to it."
"Yeah, it's alright. I decided to visit you anyways."
A devilish glint striked in his eyes and she shuddered all the way down to her toes. His eyes raked over her and took notice of the creamy breasts that were now wet, water dripped from then and he saw the way her eyes lusted at him.
"I thought we could do homework." She deadpanned, internally dropping their sex with clothes and undressing eyes session.
He frowned. "Sweetheart, you have a whole week."
She smiled teasingly. "I know, which is why I want to start now."
Although disappointed, he nodded. The bulge in his jeans was dissipating and he felt a surge of unwantedness slap at him. It was stupid, because Caroline loved him and had said so a million times but he still felt she thought this was all about sex. That he was taking advantage of her.
It made him feel weak. And when he felt weak, he felt depressed. So he was determined to show Caroline that their relationship would never last and that he would commit to never use her in any way.
He took the laptop from the table and sat next to her on the bed, giving her space to put down her papers. She was skimming the few paragraphs and from what he could see it was about American Consolation from the 1920's.
He remembered teaching Caroline's class about that when he was on his mission to find the Doppelganger. It was a coincidence.
Or maybe..
No.
She promised.
He looked toward her and saw the light plimped smile she had on and he inwardly sighed at his stupidity.
"You want to go back."
She closed her eyes. "Caught me.."
"Why on earth would you want to go back there sweetheart? It's a living hell and all your friends are part of the devils side. Remember what Damon did a few days ago? Remember? That's a little trailer for what they have planned for us, for you."
She gave him a sad smile. "I understand what your trying to say Nik and I know. But I miss them, I miss my mom. It's been five months. That's enough to disappear."
He tried to protest but she had had enough and knew it was time for the big guns so she took charge, grabbing him by the lapels of his shirt and slamming him on the wall. Her lips crushed on his and he staggered back in surprise.
He heaved breaths and she smiled, ripping his shirt entirely before grabbing her hand through his hair and forcing his face towards hers. He kissed her passionately, the lust slamming at them in waves just aching to be released. And they were happy to oblige.
Senses were on overdrive and the only thing on their minds was getting, more, skin. Moans ripped from her throat when his hands grabbed at her hips, rolling her shirt off. She broke their kiss for little seconds as he took it off and then they were animals again, lapping at each other like envy was surrounded at them.
He groaned at the sight of her and kissed his way from her cheek, to her chin, to her jaw, all the way towards her neck. Her skin was on fire as was his and they were sure that nothing was stopping them from what they were about to do because it was like their blood was pumping loud and clear.
The sucking took off for a bit, hickey after hickey, gnawing sucks after sucks and they still wanted more.
Her hands fell down towards his trousers, and a smirk played on her face. What a wondeful way to persuade a certain someone to get a five passenger ticket to Mystic Falls.
Growling at the obvious rush he was in, he didn't spare her bra a chance as he ripped the damn thing off of her and attacked her breasts. They were little demons. Teasing him each day as they bounced and bounced when she ran or walked towards him. His mind reeled to the time she had a shower and how her breasts peaked when he came into the bathroom, catching her off guard.
Detaching himself from the memories he continued to assault her delicious breasts, unaware of her minds hiking plans towards his manhood and it's memorial downfall.
She then- slowly – but in a way to cause his breath to stop, grabbed the zipper and pulled it down, shredding his trousers with all her might as she threw them over her shoulder carelessly.
Her finger grazed his front on his boxers and he groaned loudly, feeling little specks of pleasure sue him. She smiled at the reaction then out of nowhere, teared the blue boxers and grasped his cock in her hands.
He gritted his teeth at the amazing feeling, his undead heart hammering at his ribcage as her nails scraped his cock again, the glistening wet cum ending up on her fingers. She took notice of this and slowly brought them up her mouth, sucking at it and enjoying the sweet sour taste of his deposit.
The hybrid moaned in pleasure and she smiled. Crouching down, she grabbed his hard cock and took it into her mouth. He felt her wet tongue circle around his head and it was enough to get him screaming her name.
"Caroline!"
Her slick hand reached from behind and cupped his balls as her tongue licked the side of his cock from base to tip. Klaus, who was in a state of frenzy and shock, had enough strength to look down and see his girlfriend ravishing his cock, his manhood was nestled between her mouth as she sucked on him like a lollipop.
He was sweating like crazy, his face changing into one where he felt he couldn't take it anymore and when she spat on his cock and attacked him again..
He was already on the downfall.
His orgasm came as a rocket, like sprinklers just spraying out. He cummed on her mouth, and he felt as if he was getting even harder when she swallowed him, releasing him with a pop.
Even though he was breathing heavily and felt like he had run to the moon and back, he still felt the rush of want and he couldn't take it when she smiled that seductive and cocky smile because it made him want to push his cock inside of her.
So he took her.
He grabbed her by the neck and kissed her senseless, her hand coming to grip his hair as he stripped her off her skirt and -holy shit.
It was that.
She had the nerve to refuse him of that?!
What kind of cruel woman walks around in fucking red lace panties and toys with a man with her arousal?! Thats insanity that is.
And she was holding it infront of him like it wasn't a big deal when he could practically see her fucking him in the livingroom.
"What's in the bag love?"
She bit her lip and looked at the other blonde, who equally had the same crazy knowing glint in her eyes that make him undeniably curious. Although emotionally and physically.
"A gift.." she made a show off moving her eyes towards his lips and just as he was about to comment something sexual, or anything related to them naked, or in a bed, she interrupted him. "..which you'll open later.''
Later? A whole week was later?! The woman was about to pay for toying with him like that because FUCKS SAKE IT WAS RED LACE!
"You are a devil in disguise.." He whispered, taking her in. She was a sight to behold. Blush on her puffed red cheeks, hair mauled everywhere, breasts peaked and red, lips swollen and tinted.
"Well, what are you waiting for? I'm all yours for the taking.." she toyed with him, strapping the lace down inch by inch. He growled and threw her on the bed, his hands taking his cock as she threw away the lace.
He kept his eyes on hers as he pushed through her entrance. She gasped as he filled her, her heat possessing him in and sucking his cock inside her as he plunged with all his demanding ache into her vagina.
Their breathing is hard, jaggered and they can't contain the animalistic raw need that they have for each other, because holy fuck it's been a week since they've made love!
So, without wasting his time thinking, he sets a fast, lethal pace. Caroline revels in it, wanting to feel him for the first time in a week. It feels better, because now he misses her like crazy as she does him, and his need for her had grown day by day. His member was practically still hard as he slammed against her. Skin against skin.
Klaus slammed his cock inside her, again and again, and she throws her head back and moans in delight. It feels phenomenal.
"Nik, god!" She breathes, holding tightly on his neck. He held her hips with both hands as he pounded into her relentlessly, his speed growing faster by the minute. Her screams make him growl in need. She feels so good and he shows her as his thrusts get more erratic.
She screams, uncontrollably as he grips his hair, sweat on their foreheads as their bodies slap against each other. He growls against her, feeling his release coming in further, but he holds it back, wanting to make this special for her.
"Come on love, cum for me," He growls, and he's kissing her roughly, emanding enterance which she gives.
And with those final words, they're the last to get her to spill. Her back arched as she lets out a final scream, her orgasm coming to life and spilling out of her.
He releases after her, feeling spent and covering her mouth with his to a final kiss.
Slowing down his thrusts, he slowly pulls out, groaning when she whines at the loss of his heat. The woman had killed him and she was already waiting for another round.
Not that he was complaining.
"God.." she whispers, her face on his shoulder. She couldn't describe how amazing it felt. The feel of his cock inside of her and for god's sake she was imagining it right now, right after they finished and she could feel herself growing even more wet.
He smiled smugly, smelling her arousal but can't complain because his cock is hard already, the sight of her setting him off into oblivion.
"I think we broke the bed.." He muttered hoarsly, pointing towards the wood that seemed scraped and cracked on the sides. The mattress was flipped towards the side of the bed and he chuckled at her giggle.
"That must have been one hell of a fuck." He mumbled, but caught her glare. "What?"
"It's called lovemaking!" She playfully scowled, and he put his hands up, casting an apologetic glance at her. "And yes, I guess it was."
He sighed, got up and walked towards the bed to fix it. Caroline bit her lip coyly and her eyes raked over his back, appreciating the view as his back flexed, his muscles working as he grabbed the wood and sped in fast speed to fix it.
Once he was done he turned to her, smirking as he saw her admire the view.
"See something you like?"
She grinned and walked towards him, seductively holding her breasts. He licked his lips as he stared. God, she was so unbelievably sexy.
He grabbed her, threw her on the bed and pressed his lips to hers, wanting to finish what she started. When he was about to deepen the kiss however, she stopped him. Her thumb placed on his mouth. He looked up and saw her pursing her lips and cursed.
She wanted something.
Always wanting something, he thought.
He closed his eyes. "What now sweetheart?"
"I need to ask something."
"Go ahead," he whispered, looking at her finger and deciding to distract himself by sucking on it. She moaned slowly, but didn't falter.
"Can we go Mystic Falls?"
He stopped and looked at her again.
"You minx." He went to kiss her but she held his chin with her hand.
"Uh huh," she toyed with her nail on his scruffy stubble, "I want an answer."
He sighed at the feel of her hands. "Your going to make me agree one way or another."
She smiled. "I know. Just want to hear you say it."
"No."
She pouted. "Say it."
"No."
Then she did the expected. She grabbed his cock. He immediately groaned, the reaction causing him to falter and she took the opportunity to press her lips on his neck and suck.
"Please say yes.."
He heaved a breath and nodded enthusiastically, betrayed by another groan as she played with his cock. The sheet they had covering them was suddenly making him feel self-conscious and he pulled it on top of them as he grabbed her hands and flipped them over.
Kissing her passionately, he took ahold of her neck and kissed her there.
"We leave tomorrow. Only for a week and then we come back."
She hummed, lost in the way he sucked her neck.