Chapter 1: Forbidden

She believed she was getting the short end of the straw when they picked names out of Matt's Mystic Grill hat at the top of the Appalachian Mountains. His name was scrawled in Matt's familiar chicken scratch. Klaus. She looked at Stefan pleadingly, and then at Damon who both agreed that the terms of the hat-pick were final. Elena Gilbert was going to have to spend three days at the top of a mountain during a snow storm with Klaus Mikaelson in order to catch Silas' witch as well as Silas. Of course, she wouldn't be the only one on the mountain. Damon would be with Bonnie 20 miles east whereas Stefan and Caroline would be 30 miles west. Either way, if Klaus decided to kill her no one would know until Tuesday night.

Klaus was a jackass- it was a common fact shared between every person he'd ever met. Elena didn't like to hate people but she rested easily every night knowing she hated Klaus. They walked at a steady pace so she could keep up. "You are extremely slow for a vampire." He told her with that mischievous smirk on his face. "I hope you brought a few games, doppelganger because this is going to be a long three days."

She ignored him until they approached their destination. "One tent?" She rolled her eyes, "Great." I have to sleep next to him. Klaus did all the heavy work- he set up the tent, unloaded the blankets, pillows and sleeping bags. He stopped when he unfolded her duvet and threw it on the air mattress, "Really, a teddy bear?"

She snatched it from his hands, "Don't touch it." She instructed him, "My mother gave it to me." She mumbled, petting back the bear's ears before setting him down on the air mattress. The bear seemed to be slightly burned at the edges- obviously in a fire. Klaus' expression softened for all of five minutes as he saw the innocence of Elena Gilbert. He was grateful that her emotions had returned, she could have caused serious damage to his attempts to kill Silas. He was also a little pleased that she wasn't attached to the Salvatore brothers romantically. That relationship caused too many problems.

"Sorry." He didn't know why he was apologizing to her. It was unlike him to ever apologize but he felt the need to.

"It's fine." They sat around, watching the clouds roll in. It was freezing outside, her little body shivering beneath the still mountain air. He predicted the snow would soon start to fall. "How bad do you think this will get?"

"It won't kill us." He shrugged, "Don't worry, I know ways that we can keep each other warm?" His tone was sexually suggestive. Elena turned her nose up at him before falling into the tent. Her knees pressed into the air mattress until they hit the ground.

"I don't think the mattress has enough air." She told him, "Can you pass me the pump?"

"Can you pass me the pump, what?"

"Please." She rolled her eyes as he handed her the compact pump. She hated the sound of the pump. It bothered her sensitive hearing. She was relieved to finally turn it off. "Better." She lounged across the mattress, covering up with the blankets and unzipped sleeping bags. "Aren't you cold?"

"Don't you hate me?"

"That doesn't mean I want you to turn blue." She rolled her eyes. She felt his weight lift her body as he crawled into the tent, zipping it fully before his head hit the pillow by her. By the smell of his cologne, she could tell it was expensive. "So, we wait here and listen for Silas?" She was trying to make small talk.

"Yes. I find this plan ridiculous, but I couldn't come up with another one so here we are." Klaus seemed to be annoyed that he couldn't discover a simpler option. She knew from experience that Klaus liked to be in charge. He was highly dominate, the alpha wolf.

"I should have brought board games." Elena laughed, "What are we going to do for three days? Not counting tonight because according to Damon this counts as a night."

Klaus smirked, "I have no idea." They made little conversation while the temperature dropped dangerously. She started to shiver despite the amount of material on her body. Klaus even passed over his own blankets to warm her, but she was still shivering. "Do you trust me?"

"N-n-no." She told him with absolute certainty. Klaus rolled his eyes as he brought his body closer to hers. "W-what a-are you doing K-klaus?" She asked as he circled his arms around her form. His hands creating friction as he tried to warm her. She settled into him as she started to warm in small degrees. She wanted to close her eyes as the day came to an end. "Thank you." She said as her voice returned.

"You're welcome." He said, feeling awkward as her arm tried to warm his exposed skin. She didn't expect her to return the favor by heating him. Her tiny frame sunk into him as she started to drift. Her peaceful sleep didn't last night because the temperature proceeded to drop.

It wasn't the fear of death that drove Elena Gilbert to press her quivering lips against his almost blue mouth. It was the fact that they were miles away from anyone else, they were in the wilderness and she was cold…and sometimes impulsive. Sue her for giving into her impulsive, sexually heightened nature. Klaus returned her kiss with full force, his tongue easing through her lips while he positioned himself on top of her. A soft moan escaped her lips as he pulled away, taking off his shirt before attacking her mouth again. Her hands slid up and down his chest, touching his abs and the necklace he wore around his neck.

They were generating a lot of heat, blood rushing through their bodies as things started to get out of control. His hand gripped her hip, moving down until he grabbed her rear tightly. He didn't stop though, his hands kept falling down her body until he grabbed her calf and wrapped it around his back. When he let go of her leg, she didn't go back to her previous position because she wanted him. He couldn't believe she wanted him. She pressed down against the air mattress to create a small amount of space between the two so she could remove her shirt. Klaus' hand reached behind her back to unclasp the black bra. He tossed it aside when he got it off. Elena's fingers tangled in his hair because of the sensation of his open mouth kisses on her olive skin. He didn't immediately go for her breast, he took his time kissing her neck and then her collarbone but he soon gave into his desire to kiss her erect nipples and hold them in his mouth.

She liked the way his mouth felt on her skin, his hot breath lingering on her body as he paid equal attention to both her breast. His desire for her bubbled in the pits of his stomach because he was finally letting himself admit that he was attracted to Elena…that he wanted her for himself even though he'd been down the road with her ancestor, Tatia, once before. Elena was raised differently than the promiscuous Tatia. She was raised in a close home where her parents bought her teddy bears. That meant she was far more innocent, far more compassionate and far less damaged than him. She pushed at his chest to signal that he needed to get off her so she could remove her pants. He did so, watching her watch him with those bambi eyes. "It's not too late to change your mind, love."

"I stick by my choice." She told him, "Do you have cold feet?"

"Not at all, if you're speaking figuratively. Literally, my feet are freezing." He made her giggle as she flung her pants to the other side of the tent. "You know you're beautiful."

She blushed at her nakedness, "You don't mean that."

"I do, though. You have my word that I do." She knew the Mikaelsons' word meant something honorable. She didn't think this was a situation where they would extend their promise to someone, but if Klaus thought it was appropriate, who was she to argue?

He pinned her down underneath him, she could feel his erection through his jeans. She never broke eye contact as her nimble fingers unbuttoned the top of us jeans. His breathing hitched as he felt the pressure of her hands against the fabric that separated her from his pulsing hard on. He took his pants off despite her willingness. He set them lightly on her pants as he pushed himself down, separating her knees. He pulled at the band of her matching underwear. She simultaneously removed his briefs, her hand capturing his cock in a firm grip.

He smirked as he kissed her harder than he had before, penetrating her with his shaft. A much louder moan than before interrupted their kiss. His pace was steady within her, his moments were deep but not at all intrusive. By the sounds coming from both their mouths, they were both succumbing to much needed pleasure. She closed her eyes as her hands held onto his moving shoulder, his movements were so precise. "Klaus." She groaned as he quickened his pace. Her finger nails started to dig into his skin as her moans became uncontrollable. "Oh my god!" She put her other hand on his neck, his lips connecting to her chest as he neared his release.

They were actually sweating, unaware of the freezing cold that awaited them as soon as they untangled themselves from one another. "Elena…" He moaned into her skin as he fell into the ecstasy or orgasm. It didn't take her long to follow given that she'd never been with someone so experienced in love making. His hand brushed her hair out of her face before he kissed her again. "You know things are going to be different the moment we step off this mountain."

When she first started this, she was convinced that things wouldn't. What happened in the mountains, stayed in the mountains… but she couldn't see herself forgetting the way his arms felt around her or the taste of his mouth anytime soon. "I know."