A/N This was written for Klaroline Fall Bingo, 2020 hosted on tumblr by me, Ellie. Pop over to our tumblr blog at klarolinefallbingo for all the updates! And please leave a review to let me know what you think! The prompt was, "Hocus Pocus."

Into a Land of Enchantment

"You're talking straight out of your ass right now." Caroline stared at her date in disgusted disbelief. "When we made a deal for a second date, you promised we could do anything I wanted." She held up a pointy finger and wagged it at him when he went to part those raspberry lips she did not want to kiss. Nope, definitely not. "And you have the audacity to challenge my taste in entertainment?"

Klaus rolled his eyes – he should have known this wasn't going to be easy. He'd gotten lucky on the Miss Mystic date. He was surrounded by culture and had brought along a $400 bottle of Kristal to charm her, armed with her pitiful application for the teenage award she wore like a literal crown. And now he was here in a putrid sea of filth begging her to see reason. Klaus Mikaelson didn't beg for anything, but he was willing to get on his knees if it meant getting out of this. Of course, there were other things he could do while he was down there...

But Caroline Forbes was not having it. She wagged her finger at him (that she definitely didn't get manicured just that day when she just so happened to get a bikini wax) and cut him off before he could say anything in that silky accent. "We are not only going inside to see the best Halloween movie of all time, but you're buying me popcorn."

The hybrid opened him mouth to object, but pressed his lips together, instead offering up his most charming dimples. "Whatever you say, sweetheart."

They both knew he was only conceding because he wanted to do other things with those lips, but she fought down her desire and smiled back sweetly. "A wise decision," she quipped. "Let's go." Before he could change his mind, she grabbed him by the arm and tugged him inside Mystic Falls' only movie theater, doing her best to ignore how good it felt to feel his muscular forearm beneath his jacket. She'd done her best to resist him, but after their cooking date, she couldn't deny that she'd had a really good time. Breaking up with Tyler over where she'd got the recipe hadn't hurt the hybrid's chances, either. When he took her elbow and linked it with his, she knew it hadn't been a mistake. Warmth spread up her arm from the light contact; she couldn't stop a faint smile from gracing her lips.

Klaus eyed her sideways and did his best to suppress a smirk at the obvious physical affect he had on her. There was a light blush staining her porcelain cheeks that had nothing to do with the autumn chill. His hybrid senses could also smell her arousal; keeping himself in check was a challenge. His wolf longed to flash her out back and ravage every inch of her. He was so distracted by desire that he almost didn't notice her ordering their tickets. He groaned, exasperated, when he remembered what they were doing. "Do we really have to see this travesty?"

Caroline pulled away and put her hands on her hips, glaring at him. "Hocus Pocus is an American classic!" she protested loudly. "But if you really don't want to see it, feel free to leave and I'll go alone. Our next date can be to man the soup kitchen on Thanksgiving."

"It's fine," he replied a little too quickly to keep a smug smile from spreading across her face.

"Credit card, please," she commanded sweetly, holding her palm out flat to accept his black AmEx. Sighing, he handed it over... and let her hold onto it until he'd also paid for a comically oversized bucket of popcorn and a giant green apple Slurpee.

"Are you sure you don't want one?" she asked, sipping her sugary drink. Klaus' eyes fixated on her lips wrapped around the bright red straw, gulping when she sucked harder. When his eyes flashed hybrid, she realized he knew she was flirting with him. Damn him.

Smirking, he replied, "It's far more entertaining watching you enjoy it."

Flabbergasted, she popped the straw out of her mouth and didn't say another word until they were seated in the back row. "Popcorn?" she tried to ask casually, the heat of his body seeping into hers and taunting her. When she'd picked a movie, she'd figured it would be easy because they wouldn't have to talk. While that was true, she hadn't counted on how close together the plush seats were.

Klaus' eyes darted to a piece of buttery goodness in her hand that he knew she hadn't meant to share. "Love some." Before she realized what he was up to, he leaned forward and slowly stole the popcorn from between her fingers, licking the artificially colored oil off her nail on the way back. Her eyes slightly dilated; her breathing hitched. He took a piece from the top of the bucket and held it out for her when she didn't look away from his cerulean orbs, the corner of his lip turning up.

Fuck.

Caroline Forbes did not back down from a challenge, and the way he was looking at her was clearly a dare. Two could play at that game. Holding his gaze, she leaned closer and licked the kernel off his fingers far too slowly. A low growl emitted from the back of his throat. "Careful, love," he warned playfully, although she knew the threat was very real. "Do that again and you'll miss your movie."

That brought her back to reality. Looking away, the eternal teenager scoffed indignantly. "You wish."

As the lights went down, Klaus muttered under his breath, "You have no idea."

Caroline ignored him, happily munching on her popcorn and sipping her Slurpee as Bette Midler taunted children. When Mary took off on a magical vacuum, she laughed so hard that she didn't notice her date strategically drape his arm across the back of the red velvet seat. He'd been seducing women for a thousand years – he knew the way the game was played. When she was busy howling as the witches burned up in the high school, he casually wrapped one of her curls around his fingers. She noticed it immediately, freezing in place. After a moment, she relaxed and decided not to say anything.

Well, fuck. That may as well have been a damn invitation. Klaus shifted in his seat, his jeans suddenly way too tight. He let his arm fall against her shoulder, pulling her to him. She let him, holding the bucket of half-empty popcorn to her chest like armor. After a few minutes, she felt herself caring less and less about the movie and more and more about the feeling of his fingers trailing over the soft fabric of her peach sweater. Resting her head against his shoulder felt way better than it should have considering he was supposed to be the bad guy.

But, like, since when did bad guys smell like that? She was surrounded by the scent of pine, citrus and sandalwood that was uniquely Klaus. Suddenly, the popcorn felt way too heavy in her lap. She shifted a little bit, kind of maybe liking it when he possessively tightened his grip on her shoulder. Turning to him, she held out the bucket and whispered, "Popcorn?"

Taking the paper container from her, he set it on the empty seat beside him. When he replied, their lips were so close that she could feel his hot breath on her mouth. He locked his eyes on hers in the dark theater, his irises illuminated by the cheap 90s special effects. His voice was a throaty whisper. "You're far more appetizing." Her heart raced as she froze in place. This was really happening. When his lips barely brushed hers, she didn't pull away. After a moment, he pulled back just enough to look into her sapphire eyes, seeking approval. She minutely nodded her head, leaning closer as his other hand came to rest on her hip.

The cheesy but epic movie faded away when he traced the seam of her apple-flavored lips. She tasted like sugar and sunshine. He gently parted them, pressing his tongue into her willing mouth. She'd expected him to be far rougher than the man softly caressing her mouth with his, but he was just full of surprises. She melted into him, pushing up the arm rest separating them. She was glad she hadn't put the Slurpee between them. Not that she'd thought about kissing him in advance. Not at all. That would be crazy, making out in the back of the movie theater with the big bad wolf... right? And she definitely hadn't thought about letting him take her to his car. Or his house. Or his bed...

They never made it to the part where Thackery Binx turned back into a human.

A/N Please let me know what you think! I'm having a shit day and really need some positive reinforcement. Show some love!