Klaus slammed the door open - about to rip his brother to shreds - when he saw what was on the other side.

Caroline was sleeping.

Elijah was reading a book.

And they weren't sleeping together.

Not in a bed, he scoffed.

Elijah looked up from his book and cast a confused glance at his brother, oblivious to the obvious grey cloud steaming from his ears.

"Is there something you wanted, Niklaus?"

And he dared to question him.

Klaus cleared his throat and lifted his head up confidently.

"I came to retrieve Caroline," he gestured to the sleeping blonde on the bouch. "She should be sleeping in my bed."

The elder sibling rode an eyebrow, but nonetheless, let the man take his girlfriend away.

Klaus pursed his lips, halting when he was almost out the door, and turned to look at Elijah.

"Did she-"

"We didn't. She was reading with me. And no, I won't tell you why she's angry with you."

Klaus sighed heavily in relief. The only thing he cared about was Caroline, her painful grudge against him was tearing him apart - but he would find out the reason sooner or later. He always worked things out with her.

With a final look at his brother, the hybrid sped to his room.

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Caroline grimaced as the light shined from the window onto her face. Her pupils widened before going back to their usual size and she yawned, lifting her head up and smiling at the feel of another body against hers.

Klaus.

She knew she was supposed to be mad at him, but she just couldn't find it in herself to care at this moment because she could see his beautiful face right infront of her and -

Her boyfriend wasn't even awake yet and he still got her hot and bothered.

She smiled devilishly and lifted the sheets slowly, smiling wth satisfaction when she saw his morning boner all hard. She whined inwardly at how perfect her evil idea was and slowly got to work.

She took the sheet and languidly peeled it off his body, choosing to throw it carelessly over the bed and onto the floor. Next, she placed herself between his legs and bit her lip before attachingher lips with his manhood.

Almost immediately his cock twitched madly in her mouth before starting to heat up, and she could hear the bed squeak as her boyfriend groaned on the bed. He opened his eyes slowly and before he could say anything, his cock jerked up painfully.

"Wha- oh fuck, bloody hell-" He began to curse when his attempt to look up succeeded, the burning sensation of his member being swallowed up into his girlfriend mouth made him impossibly harder and he just couldn't stand it anymore.

Groaning even louder at the feeling, he suddenly turned the tables when she was the one on the bed, lying there in her upmost beauty, her lips bright red and his eyes just darkening by the minute as the indurate feeling of lust began to take over him.

"One question," he mumured breathlessly, and she smiled innocently.

"Are you still vexed with me?"

She nodded.

"Then why is this miracle happening?" He asked in confusion, but absolute excitement as well - his angry impatient cock just proved it.

She rolled her eyes at his cheesiness and pulled him on top of her on the bed, her lips hoving over his in the most seducing way he could ever think of, and she licked her lips. He leaned in further, wanting to kiss them but she pulled back playfully.

"I need my fill of you, even though you've been a jerk these past few days - I need my boyfriend sex fill. So please, while you still remain puzzled and stupid at my questionable anger, will you make love to me?"

His breath hitched as the feeling of warmth radiated him, the words she used were taking a very good effect and he showed her how much by fusing their lips together, the passion, the electricity, you name it it was surrounding them, the room blocked out as he focused on the angel, goddess before him.

"I love you so much.." he murmured, pulling at her shorts and groaning slightly at the view of her vagina infront of him. He resisted the urge to attack his lips there and slided his cock inside her, feeling whole because of their uniting.

He pushed in slowly and resumed his pace of languidness, loving the reaction he got. She was in the face of bliss, the face he had as a favourite right now, because it showed him how much of an effect he had on her as much as how much she had on him.

It was a win win.

But she won a long time ago.

He moaned when she kissed him again, the room becoming of heat and the only thing he could see was her riding him. Skin slapped skin, lips attacked lips, noises were thrown around the room and the soft whispers of I love you radiated the bed.

They fell asleep, knowing they were safe in each others arms.

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"So when are we going to visit the doppelganger and her two playthings?" Rebekah asked the next morning when they went out for breakfast in this sweet little shop that Caroline had found on her way to spy on her bartender friend.

(She had glared. "I was not spying!")

Kol sniggered and was about to reply to her when Caroline hit him underneath the table. She shot him a scowl and he innocently backed his hands up in the air. Elijah took it as his turn to reply.

"Tomorrow morning. We'll be giving them something to show our peace on Thanksgiving." He smiled.

Klaus laughed. "Peace. The Salvatore with the blonde quiff has no association with that word."

"Atleast he isn't whipped like you are." Kol chasted, smirking.

"Say it one more time and I will skin you on the counter infront of the lovely lady at the ba-"

"What lovely lady?! I don't see one!" Caroline argued, obviously in jealousy as she stared at the bartender in irritation.

"Love, I was being sarcastic. Don't every think like that. Although I do love the look of jealousy you have." he told her with a dimpled smile.

She scoffed and rolled her eyes sitting back down on her chair, murmuring something about killing the bartender.

"Well, if that's all, I have to be excused." Kol stood up and pushed his chair in the table and approached the bar, his eyes predatory as he eyed the raven haired girl talking to her brother.

Rebekah disgustedly snorted and stood up. Caroline raised her eyebrows.

"Where are you going?"

She sighed. "My brother is a pig. Nik is whipped. Elijah is too nice. I have plans to torture Damon Salvatore."

"But we aren't suppose to tell them we're here yet!"

"I know. I'll compel him."

Caroline could do nothing as she walked off, her blonde hair flying after her.

"May I suggest we order something? I'm rather curious to what they sell here." Elijah mused, looking at the breakfast menu in interest. Caroline grinned.

The hybrid next to her was scowling at them both, annoyed at how smiley they were with each other.

"Yes, why not?" he gritted his teeth.

But Caroline was already waving towards the waitress.