"The story of how Caroline lost her virginity (you know, your fic Persephone)." –butterflymm19
Well as requested...
This is set in my Koroline fic, Persephone and is about Caroline's fifteenth birthday. If you haven't read Persephone, this probably won't make any sense.
Caroline woke to her phone ringing. She checked the bright blue numbers of her digital clock and groaned when it read 12:01. But she knew who was calling and picked up no matter how she annoyed she was at having her sleep interrupted. "No, Kol."
He laughed on the other end. "I forgot how cranky you are when you've just woken up."
She glared at the wall and imagined slamming his head into it. Persephone had more than enough princes anyway. They could make do without Kol. In fact things might even be better without him.
Planning the murder of her unknowing fiancé, she almost missed what he was saying. "…and I just called to tell you…Happy Birthday, sweetheart. I'm glad you were born."
Her mood lightening at his rare, unexpected sweetness, she sighed. "Thank you."
Kol wasn't the sweet type, not normally anyway. Most of the time he was a snarky asshole, making inappropriate remarks and doing things to annoy her but as they got older, he started to –dare she say it – mature. And sometimes he'd be really sweet like right now and it made her all fuzzy inside. It was that side of him that made her fall for him so easily.
"Yes, please thank you parents for me for not using protection the night they made you."
And Asshole Kol was back.
She grimaced. "Don't be gross."
Another laugh. "Can't help it, sweets. I'm seeing you at the party right?"
She rolled her eyes. "Yes, Kol. You'll be seeing me at the party being held in my honor."
"Right, still cranky. See you later, sweetheart. Wear something pretty for me, okay?"
"Whatever. Go bother someone else now."
The line ended and she placed her phone on her bedside table, lying back down to go back to sleep. Her mind drifted to Kol lying in his own bed, thinking of her before she shook off her thoughts and let sleep claim her.
She was awoken hours later - thankfully with the sun already up this time – by Margaret who bounded into her room and jumped up and down on her bed. Ah, to be eleven and have such energy again….
"Wake up, wake up! Kol sent a present!" Her sister shouted and Caroline groaned and pushed her off the bed. The younger blonde landed on the carpet and let out an "ow!" before getting up and shaking her awake. "Come on, Caroline! It's in this huge box, you have to open it or I will!"
"Go and open it yourself." Caroline muttered into her pillow, swatting Margaret away. "I don't care what it is."
"But it could be a chocolate fountain!" Margaret loved chocolate like Caroline did and almost had a heart attack when Kol sent a chocolate fountain to Caroline for Valentine's Day. Margaret had practically pleaded with her future brother-in-law to send another one. "Chocolate fountain, Caroline!"
"A chocolate fountain wouldn't be in a box." Caroline reminded her before finally getting up. "But I'll go see what this present is so you can leave me alone."
Margaret followed Caroline as the older girl still in her pajamas bounded down the stairs and to the foyer was. The box was big. It could've fit a chocolate founatin which was why Margaret was acting like such a lunatic.
Caroline eyed the box warily, prodding it with her finger and when it didn't dissolve into smoke or caught fire she started to peel off the wrapping paper, throwing the bow on top to her father's beagle Pip to play with. Margaret was beside her when she opened the lid of the box and both girls gasped at what once inside.
It was a life-sized statue of Kol made of out of chocolate. The two sisters stood there staring at it in shock for what could be close to five minutes before Caroline bounded up the stairs, grabbed her phone off the bedside and called her fiancé. He answered with a laugh. "Got your present, sweetheart?"
"Kol, I….don't even know." She was really speechless. This was the most bizarre thing Kol had ever done and that was saying a lot. "W-Why?"
"You keep saying I should be sweet all the time so I gave you a version of me that's all sweet."
"But what am I supposed to do with eat?" She could feel a headache coming on. "A chocolate statue, seriously? Seriously?"
At that moment, Margaret bounded into her room looking desperate. "Caroline, can I eat it? Please?"
Caroline scowled and said to Kol, "My sister has just asked for permission to eat you. Are you happy?"
He laughed so hard he couldn't speak and Caroline spent the rest of the morning fending Margaret off and staring at the chocolate statue of Kol Mikaelson in her foyer, not knowing what to do with it.
Caroline really had been thinking about throwing it away or something but when chocolate Kol began to melt her grandmother's response had been to get the servants to put the statue in the freezer where it would stay till Caroline figured out what to do with it. She spent the rest of the afternoon getting ready for her big birthday party.
Marina came into her room bringing the box from Petrova designs she was waiting for. The brunette placed the silver box on the bed and opened it, taking out the cream dress inside. It was a gown, floor-length and princess like with a design of beads all over. Caroline sighed dreamily when she put it on and saw her reflection. She was beginning to look more grown-up now, less like a child and Marina noticed it too.
"You look like a real princess." Marina smiled. "Kol's gonna lose his mind."
"He should." Caroline agreed, smiling in return.
They arrived at the party later, fashionably late according to her grandmother. Everyone turned to look at Caroline when she entered, Rebekah quickly bee lining for her. "You look fabulous." The blonde girl entwined her arm with hers. "And how goes the birthday so far?"
"Kol sent me a chocolate statue of himself," Caroline replied and Rebekah snorted.
"Typical. My strange brother making it memorable." The princess grinned and led her to where the rest of their group where.
Elena and Bonnie greeted her happy birthday with a group hug/ Katherine gave her an eye roll which was like a pat on the back in Katherine-speak. Damon kissed her hand and told her that she was legal in three years. And Stefan hugged her for a long time, telling her, "I'm glad you're here."
Caroline smiled at all her friends and nearly squealed in surprise when arms enveloped her, a familiar warmth and scent overcoming her. She laughed. "Kol!"
"Happy birthday." He whispered into her ear and dragged her off away from her friends who protested but he just gave them the finger.
Kol tucked her arm underneath his and grinned at her, raising his eyebrows. "So what did you do to my present?"
"it's in the freezer." Caroline shook her head in exasperation. "I have no idea what to do with it."
"You can eat it." He grinned salaciously at the thought and she smacked him on the chest.
"Don't be gross." She chided.
He laughed. "Can't blame me for being a guy."
"No but I can blame you for being yourself." She countered and he scoffed, dragging her to the dance floor for the first dance of the night.
The party was long but fun. Caroline was practically glowing with happiness. At the end of the party she was already too tired so she let Kol take her to one of the palace's numerous guest rooms for the night but he led her to his room instead.
She lingered by the door, not knowing what to do. It's not like she hadn't been in Kol's room before because she had and they'd enthusiastically made out on his bed plenty of times but tonight felt different. She'd been thinking about what Kol more lately and she didn't know how she could stop herself from doing something foolish around him if she had to sleep in his room for the night.
Kol was opening the fridge in the corner, taking out a bottle of vodka and two glasses from the cabinet at the side. Kol's room had its own small kitchen. He opened the bottle and poured into the glasses, seeming amused at her discomfort when he looked up. "Relax, sweetheart. We're just having a little after party. We don't need to do anything you don't want."
Caroline fidgeted but moved closer until she reached him, accepting the glass and taking a sip. She winced at the taste but didn't return the drink. He grinned and worked on finishing his own drink.
He took a seat on his bed and she followed, timidly drinking from her glass. The more she drank the less anxious she felt and she enjoyed the unwinding of her mind. She never really properly drank before. Her family let her have a glass of wine at dinner but drinking casually like this, to get wasted, was a no-no.
"What kind of princesses conduct themselves that way?" Her grandmother had remarked. And that night all she wanted was to forget what her family wanted and just be. She wanted to get drunk and forget what a princess-to-be should be doing instead.
Kol refilled her glass when it was empty and this continued until she began laughing at anything and everything. She took off her shoes, took out the numerous pins in her hair keeping it up and lied down on the bed. Kol took off the bow tie of his tux and took off his coat, unbuttoning the buttons of his collar and cufflinks. They kept on drinking.
Caroline discussed with Kol the mechanics of a zombie apocalypse and where in Persephone it would be safest to be. Kol discussed with her how heavy his father's crown was and if he were to put it on would it break his neck.
"Nah, you got a big head, you can handle it." She teased and he lunged for her, tickling her into the mattress.
She begged for mercy and he kept on till she could barely take it. He finally stopped and grinned down at her, her letting out light pants underneath him, his eyes darkening with unmistakeable want she'd seen the times their making out would go a bit risky. She reached up to kiss him and he sank down into her, his lips on her neck, his breath hot. "We should stop." He murmured against her pulse.
"But I don't want to." She whispered, fingers going to his dark hair. His breath was so hot on her skin, she felt she would blister. "Please don't stop. I want this."
He kept still.
"I want you." She whispered so softly she thought he couldn't hear but then he moved and his scorching mouth on hers.
They made quick work of each other's clothes, Kol only stopping to kiss her unless he really had to. When they were both naked, he stared down at her and all of her for a moment, his eyes dark and filled with longing.
Caroline took his hand and kissed his palm. "I love you, Kol Mikaelson. Only you."
He kissed her again, his hand tracing up her soft stomach up to her breasts to cup one. She gasped into his mouth and his mouth licked at her neck, ticking the shell of her ear. "Me too."
She stiffened underneath him for a moment at the words, But he coaxed her back with his lips and his hands and she let him take her, have her. She took and had him in return until she was the only name on his lips. "I love you," She would keep on saying and waited for him to say it back.