Guess who's baaaaack?

Okay, so I'm super embarrassed at how long it took me to finally get this epilogue done, but after completing this story, I totally needed a break from smut and writing tbh. But with a little encouragement from some friends, I finally churned this baby out.

Unbeta'd, so please don't kill me for any errors.

Sooo without further ado, I present to you, the Dirty Little Secret epilogue.

Enjoy!

It was Saturday.

Caroline loved Saturdays.

But this Saturday in particular was her favorite.

Her red gown billowed in the wind, whipping softly against her legs as she sat on stage as she half listened to the monotone droning of Charles Fell, her class' valedictorian. Since she was graduating at number three in her class, she'd just missed out on being the salutatorian. Normally Caroline would have been extremely annoyed and put out at missing the opportunity to give a speech at graduation, but as class president, she convinced Principal Pierce to let her give one last salute to the class.

Unfortunately, her speech was done at the beginning of the graduation ceremony so now she was stuck having to pretend to be interested in listening to her fellow classmate's boring attempts at being funny.

And her new heels were really starting to pinch her feet.

Her eyes searched the football field, seeking out her friends sitting in the metal chairs as they awaited their chances to walk across stage and receive their diplomas. Elena looked bored, texting on her phone, either to Stefan or his brother. She and Stefan went through a rough patch during Spring Break and to Caroline's dismay, Elena had grown close to his older brother Damon during that week when he was home visiting on break from college. Caroline never liked the older Salvatore, finding him crass and a downright asshole most of the time. However, now the boys were both competing for Elena's affections.

Typical.

Caroline continued to glance around the crowd, her eyes falling on a familiar profile. His head was bent over, dirty blonde curls sticking out from under the same hideous red mortarboard hat that was perched on hers too. She could tell he was sketching something, his handsome face screwed in concentration as his hand flew over the page in front of him.

She admired the way red graduation gown looked on him, Klaus being the only man she knew that didn't look completely ridiculous in the colors. Of course, he thought the whole idea of wearing a bright red gown was ridiculous but after some very thorough convincing from Caroline, he got over it quickly. Her stomach fluttered happily as he looked up, his eyes falling immediately on hers.

Her cheeks blushed prettily as he shot her a wink, his lips forming into a small smirk before looking back down to his lap where his sketchbook was. By his concentration, and the fact that he kept peering at her during the ceremony, his current sketch must be her in that hideous gown.

He drew her all the time.

Whether it was likenesses of her at school, in his bed, at the falls, in the midst of an argument

with him, or even in the throes of passion; he drew her.

He was incredibly talented, something that a museum in Chicago noticed when he applied for a position to work there after school ended. College was never really in the cards for him, so when Caroline was accepted into the communication program at the University of Illinois in Chicago, he began looking around the same area for work. His Aunt Dahlia lived in one of the many the suburbs of Chicago, so he would live with her for a while until he saved enough to move out and get his own apartment.

Despite his multitude of attempts to sway Caroline into living with him, she decided to live in the dorms for the first couple of years to give the college life a real, authentic try.

But the weekends were all his.

Caroline blew a curl out of her face as she discreetly checked her watch. Charles was still droning on and the sun was really starting to beat down on her. The ceremony began at 10 that morning and it was already nearly noon. Her mother and Klaus' parents made reservations at the Grill for a late lunch at two and by the way Charles was going on and on, it'd be 6pm by the time the ceremony was finished.

She fiddled with the curl around her ear and looked back over at Klaus, unsurprised to see him staring back at her. His eyes were transfixed on the hand on her ear, the gaze on his face turning lustful as she tucked her hair behind it. Her forehead creased in confusion as she smoothed down her hair again when the curl popped back out of place. Klaus visibly swallowed and Caroline's blood began to race when she realized what was going through his head.

She was giving the signal.

Inadvertently, but she was still giving it.

Klaus' eyes lifted from her hand and met hers, sending a shiver down her spine at the desire she saw there. With a coy smile, Caroline deliberately moved her head to the side and pushed her hair to the side to expose her neck. Klaus licked his lips, and by the stiff was he was sitting, Caroline could tell he wasn't breathing normally. Smirking victoriously, she moved her hand back to her ear and slowly pushed a curl behind it as she rose her eyebrows suggestively.

Now that they were officially a couple, and had been for three blissful months, they rarely made trips to the closet. There was no need when both sets of parents were barely home until late evening. However, thanks to Rebekah and Kol being complete nuisances whenever they wanted alone time at Klaus' house, they spent the majority of their time at Caroline's house.

But they did manage to have some fun at the Falls too.

Perhaps a trip to the janitor's closet was needed to cap off their high school careers.

Klaus pressed his lips together and shifted in his seat before raising his pencil up to his mouth.

His eyes flashed at her as he bit down on the top of it, his sinful pink tongue darting out to lick at his lips. Caroline chewed on her bottom lip to keep from whimpering as she was hit with a slew of desirous memories with his very talented tongue in that lone janitor's closet.

Now she was shifting uncomfortably in her chair.

He threw her a smug smirk as he glanced back down at his sketchbook and continued to go back to what he was working on. Caroline glared over at Charles, willing him to shut the fuck up so that they could hurry through the rest of the ceremony before she ended dragging Klaus off by his tie to the closet.

That visual was actually kind of hot, Caroline thought fleetingly as she once again shifted in her seat. The heat between her thighs began to grow as she pictured using his tie to tie him up against the door or the metal shelves while she had her way with him.

Or even up to her bedpost.

She fanned herself with her program, opening her thighs a little when a breeze shifted through the air. Despite the teacher's warnings that each person must be wearing clothes underneath their gown, Caroline had forgone underwear. Her dress was a little tight, but to be honest, she had planned on teasing the hell out of Klaus during lunch before taking him out to the Falls for a little celebration of their own.

Klaus was glaring at her from audience, almost as if he knew exactly what she was doing, which normally he did. She smiled at him beguilingly as she feigned interest in Charles' speech. The teacher next to her discreetly checked his watch before sighing, and Caroline shifted again in her chair when her phone vibrated in her lap. She pressed her lips together tightly at the sensation before glaring at Klaus who smirked victoriously.

Ass.

She looked down at the device and nearly bit out a moan when she noted the picture that he'd sent. It was one of his sketches from a month ago when they went to Chicago for the weekend to visit the school, and Caroline's mother had left the hotel room for a little sightseeing and they were left to their own devices.

Needless to say, they had a lot of fun in the shower and Klaus apparently had sketched that very time when he got to his aunt's house that night.

You better not have taken a picture of that in public.

It's been on my phone for weeks, hidden away for only my eyes to see.

I should cut you off for keeping naked sketches on your phone.

I took my chances. You seem rather flushed, love. Anything I can help with?

Oh, just you wait.

Oh I am, eagerly. How much longer will this bloody speech go on?

I'm seriously about to tackle him. It's ridiculously long and irritatingly terrible.

As much as I find the idea of you attacking someone arousing, I don't think your mother would enjoy seeing what you aren't wearing under your gown.

So he did know.

Well, if you don't take those sketches off your phone then YOU won't see what I'm wearing or not wearing under this gown.

….I will take it under advisement.

Caroline smirked victoriously down at her phone. Klaus taking things "under advisement" usually meant that she won. She looked up and noted his head buried in his phone, rapidly clicking at it, most likely removing the images from it. She didn't mind that much about the naked sketches for the most part because they were very flattering, but she didn't want anybody to be able to perv on her through his phone, like his brother, Kol.

"So, let's all give a round of applause to this year's senior class! We did it!" Charles finally proclaimed, raising his fist in the air.

Caroline snorted at the lackluster clapping that roused from the crowd along with audible sighs of relief. Principal Pierce crept up behind Charles and motioned for him to move away from the podium as he took the microphone away.

"Thank you, Charles, for that inspiring speech," Principal Pierce spoke, sending the teen a sublime smile. "Now we will move to the presentation of the diplomas. Class, if you would please stand."

Thank God, Caroline thought as she hopped up out of her chair and sent a relieved look to Klaus. He returned it as he dropped his sketchbook down on his chair as he sent threatening glares to anybody who would try to look at it. She bit back a smile, knowing that for a fact that most people in their grade had learned the hard way what happened when you messed with Klaus Mikaelson's work.

The first of the alphabet began to file on stage as Caroline moved to the edge, waiting for her spot behind Charles and two people in front of Elena. She reached around behind her and gripped her best friend's hand excitedly as Elena giggled. Principal Pierce began to call names as Caroline murmured directions under her breath on the proper protocol on how to receive her diploma. She'd be damned if the official graduation photo of her consisted of her fumbling it.

When her name was called, she strode across the stage confidently and briefly shook the principal's hand as she gripped the diploma with her other and sent a rehearsed smile towards the photographer who blinded her with three quick flashes. Blinking rapidly, she waved to her mom in the audience, the town sheriff still clad in her work uniform from working an overnight shift the night before. Liz waved back proudly, snapping some pictures with her phone.

Caroline peered back down towards Klaus where he was smiling proudly at her, sending her a coy wink when his row headed towards the stage. She scrambled for her phone, positioning it so that she could snap a picture of him when he walked across the stage.

"Niklaus Mikaelson!"

Caroline snorted at his full name and the way Klaus rolled his eyes his before walking across the stage to the educator. She took a quick photo before clapping along with the crowd. Her brows wrinkled in confusion when Klaus forwent the photographer and headed straight for her.

To any spectator, it looked like he was giving his loving girlfriend a sweet kiss on the cheek. But in reality, Klaus kissed her cheek briefly before whispering a slew of filthy promises that had Caroline's eyes wide and jaw dropped.

"Klaus," she chastised modestly, looking around to see if anyone heard.

He grinned at her impishly before leaning down and giving her a chaste kiss on the lips before jogging off the stage. Caroline's cheeks were on fire as she smiled politely to the confused valedictorian and salutation near her on stage. She avoided her mom's amused look from the crowd, only imagining what the Sheriff thought of it. However, Klaus and her mom surprisingly got along well, their mutual adoration of Caroline bonding them.

The rest of the graduates paraded across the stage, but she was distracted as she impatiently tapped her foot as the tension between her legs grew whenever she met Klaus' heated gaze. Caroline shot a quick excuse text to her mom to fend off the picture frenzy after the ceremony, promising to meet her in the parking lot after she "ran to the school to grab something she forgot."

Principal Pierce took the podium once more and Caroline let out a sigh of relief, gripping the end of her tassel as he prompted the graduates to move it to the side, signifying their official declaration as high school graduates. She met Elena's excited grin and returned it before waving at Liz's proud smile from the bleachers. She could feel the heat of Klaus' look on her back as she looked down to gather her program and phone before wrenching her mortarboard hat off her head to throw it with the rest of the class.

In the sea of hats, Caroline quickly scurried off the stage and made her way across the lawn of the back of the school. She heard heavy footsteps following her in a not so unfamiliar rhythm, and she let out a giggle as she began to jog towards the front of the school. A familiar arm wrapped around her waist and she let out a squeak as it tugged her through a back door to the school.

"What are you doing?" she questioned, letting out a soft sigh when Klaus immediately latched his lips to her neck left exposed by the gown.

"Short cut," he offered, sucking gently on a spot as he maneuvered them clumsily down a very familiar looking hallway.

"Wait, there was a backdoor to this hallway the entire time?" Caroline asked, trying to detangle herself from his arms as she looked around.

"Caroline," he sighed, trying to bring her lips down to his.

"How did I not notice that?" she muttered, gasping when he ghosted a hand under her gown.

"How do you think I always managed to beat you to the closet?" he mumbled, planting teasing kisses across her jaw. "I went out the cafeteria door half the time to get here."

"Magic?" she guessed, biting her bottom lip when he traced a circle on her inner thigh.

Klaus chuckled before letting go of her to lace their fingers together. She grinned at the affectionate gesture and tugged him towards the infamous closet, feeling her blood race as he watched her with hooded eyes. The pressure between her legs increased tenfold with the predatorily way his gaze watched her, the sparkling glint letting her know that she'd be lucky if she'd be able to walk after he got through with her.

The thought of it had her clenching her thighs together as she practically ripped the door handle off as she opened it. Caroline grabbed Klaus by his tie and he came willingly, descending his lips upon hers in a rough kiss.

The visual of pulling him by his tie had nothing on the reality.

She moaned into his mouth, pressing her body against his insistently. His back shut the door with a thud as his grip on her hips tightened when she brushed against his length teasingly with her hand.

"Did this closet always smell so musty?" Caroline asked, her eyes flitting around the room.

Klaus shrugged, licking a stripe down her neck. "Love, I'm lucky if I ever noticed the door was closed. You are the best distraction."

"You don't have to compliment me to get into my pants anymore," she teased, groaning when he palmed a breast through her clothes.

"I'm being honest," he responded cheekily as she rolled her eyes, drawing his lips back to hers.

Their tongues slid against each other as she went for the zipper on his gown, undoing it quickly as the need to touch him became unbearable. Klaus sucked on her lips ravenously, his own hands ridding her of the hideous red gown as she immediately untucked his blue dress shirt from his pants.

"Ah ah," Klaus hummed against her mouth. "Me first."

"That's what I'm trying to do," she giggled, teasing his belt buckle with her fingers.

He shook his head and pulled her wrists away from his waist with an impish smile. She blinked at him confusedly as she watched him trail his hand down her thigh and back under her skirt. Caroline sucked in a harsh breath when his fingers brushed against the wet heat at the apex of her thighs.

"Christ," Klaus choked out. "Sweetheart, you are dripping."

She tried to smirk but it came out a cry as his thumb pressed lightly against her clit.

"I'd been thinking about you all day," she managed to get out, her head falling back and hitting the door with a thud.

"I've been hard since I realized what you were wearing under your gown," he murmured lustfully, his lips brushing against her ear. "Or what you weren't wearing."

She shivered when he sucked an earlobe into his mouth, his teeth nipping at it. Goosebumps began to form on her neck at his ministrations as her head fell to the side to allow him better access. His hand continued to slowly stroke her folds, dipping in and out of her entrance teasingly as her hips chased the movement.

"Klaus," she whimpered.

He positioned his thigh between her legs and she immediately ground against it, nearly sobbing in relief as he chuckled against her skin. His other hand drifted up her torso, thumbing her nipple through her dress. Caroline nearly hissed in annoyance when he suddenly let go of her body. Then, he sunk down to his knees with a mischievous look on his face.

With bated breath, Caroline watched with wide eyes as he slowly drew up the hem of her dress. He pressed feather light kisses against her thighs as they quivered in anticipation, the stubble on his chin scratching her skin pleasurably. She chewed on her lip as her heart pounded excitably, her core aching in anticipation.

The first stroke of his tongue against her slit had her crying out, and she slapped a hand over her mouth to muffle the noise. That just made Klaus chuckle against her heat and the vibrations against her sensitive skin had her knees buckling. He latched an arm against her abdomen, pressing her up against the door to keep her from falling down.

"You are so good to me," she gasped, hips bucking when his teeth grazed her inner thigh. "A+ boyfriend material, I swear."

He just lapped at her slick heat again, moaning quietly at the taste. She draped her leg over his shoulder as she tried to keep from grinding her hips against his face. Klaus' free hand probed at her entrance, tracing light circles over it before shoving two fingers in. Caroline arched, running her hands through his curls as she secured his face against her throbbing core. He moaned again and she gasped as his fingers began to set a relentless pace. The tension in her lower belly began to tighten quickly, the blood beginning to rush out of her head as she felt the beginnings of her climax starting to stir.

Klaus buried his lips into her folds, savoring the way she sighed and cried out with every touch of his tongue or stroke of his fingers. Caroline gripped the back of his neck, feeling the tension in her belly began to snap as he brushed his thumb over her clit.

"Come for me, love," he murmured, the low tone of his voice being the final ingredient to her undoing and she fell over the edge.

Caroline clenched around his fingers, the thigh draped over his shoulder shaking as she slumped against the wall. Her vision went hazy and she was unable to form words, let alone a sound, as she unraveled. He continued to slowly pump his fingers in and out of her entrance, his eyes concentrated on her face as she continued to come down from her incredible high.

"Oh God," she finally managed.

Klaus opened his mouth to respond with a smart comment but she silenced him with a mock-chastising look. "Don't even."

Klaus rolled his eyes with a grin, but slipped his fingers out of her entrance and placed them in his mouth as he licked off her arousal. Caroline watched him with dark eyes, completely unsurprised to feel a stab of lust to her gut at the visual. He hummed contentedly as he continued to suck his fingers, his eyes opening and leveling her with a seductive glare.

"Perhaps I should return the favor?" Caroline purred, reaching out to play with his belt buckle.

He grinned at her cheekily, the dimples on his cheeks sending a shiver down her back.

Damn those dimples. She was helpless against them.

"You could," he began, pressing a kiss to her lips.

Her mouth met his enthusiastically, groaning when she tasted herself on his tongue.

"Or you could let me fuck you against the door for old time's sake," he finished, the low tone in his voice making her core clench and nipples pebble against the fabric of her dress.

Caroline pursed her lips in mock contemplation. "Hmm, I don't know. Do you think we have time?"

Klaus rolled his eyes and lifted her up in his arms, pressing her against the door. "You might want to hold on for this."

Caroline's knees weakened at his words and Klaus smirked, kissing the crook of her neck. She reached down, nearly tearing off his belt buckle and undoing his pants with shaking hands. Klaus hissed when she brushed against his length and she gave him a sinful smile, thrilling herself at the way he basically whimpered when she slid a hand under his tight boxer briefs. She gripped the smooth, velvety skin in her hand and muffled his groan with a kiss. He thrust his tongue into her mouth, sliding it against hers as she slowly began to jack him off.

"Sweetheart," he groaned, a low and guttural noise. "I need to be inside you."

She sucked in a low breath, eyes shutting at his demand. "Then take me."

Klaus gave her a rueful grin before sliding into her slick entrance and they both sighed simultaneously. When they went public, Caroline went on the pill not too long after. It was just easier for her in the long run, and if it allowed her to be able to completely feel Klaus inside her, then it was totally worth the awkward conversation with her mother.

She closed her eyes blissfully as he stretched her out, the clenching of his jaw letting her know that Klaus' own release wasn't that far off. Caroline's ego was elated at how easily she was able to get him to come undone, but one quick thrust from him had her crying out. He began a slow, steady pace as he buried his face in her neck, his tongue licking at a red mark from their initial make out in the hallway

Her thighs squeezed his waist gently, and Klaus changed his grip on her, lifting to where her hamstrings were placed over his forearms. The position allowing Klaus to reach deeper with each thrust, and her vision nearly went white from the pleasure it was sending through her body. Caroline's hips rocked against his enthusiastically as he sped up the pace, and she wrenched her eyes open, pressing her forehead against his. The tension in her belly began to tighten beyond belief, and each brush of his lips left skin burning in his wake.

Klaus may have loved to see her come, but that was nothing compared to watching him unravel. She loved watching him slowly lose control and the way his eyes darkened to nearly black right before he tipped over the edge. He hit a particularly sweet spot inside of her and she choked out a gasp, biting her lip as he continued to hit it again and again.

His thrusts were starting to jerk out of rhythm as he pressed a rough kiss to her lips. One look at his dark eyes had her flying once more over the edge, triggering his own release. Her silky walls clamped down around him as she drenched his cock with her arousal, and Klaus grunted into her shoulder when he trembled against her. The damp, sensitive skin of her lower body continued to rub against his and Klaus' lips fell open in a silent groan.

Their hips continued to lazily move together as they rode out their releases, Caroline stroking the damp curls against the back of his neck. Soon Klaus lifted his head and rained light kisses on her face, making her giggle happily as her racing heart finally began to calm.

"Well that's a memorable way to end high school," he joked, humming when she pulled him down for a sweet kiss.

She nodded, brushing their noses together affectionately. "I almost kind of wish we weren't leaving. I'll miss this closet, even if it does smell musty."

Klaus chuckled. "It smells like you."

"I smell musty?" she nearly shrieked, smacking him lightly on the arm.

He rolled his eyes. "No you don't. What I'm trying to say is that every time I come in here, I'm reminded about all the fun and memories we created in here. It reminds me of you, and it smells like you to me."

Caroline's heart nearly melted at the adorable look on his face and she pulled him in for another mind-blowing kiss. He returned it enthusiastically, deepening it automatically. Caroline pulled away, giggling at his pout when she tried to untangle herself.

"Come on," she started. "I'm pretty sure my phone has been buzzing for a half hour and our families are going to go crazy if we don't meet them soon."

He sighed long-sufferingly. "If you insist."

They dressed quietly, smoothing out their clothes and hair before donning their graduation gowns again.

"How do I look?" Caroline asked, fanning her hot cheeks.

"Perfect," he replied almost automatically, drawing her back in for a kiss.

She rolled her eyes but grinned. They pulled apart and he opened the door quietly, pulling her out with him. Caroline tugged him back before he could walk away, wrapping her arm around his waist as she stood there for a moment to contemplate the closet one last time. Klaus draped his arm across her shoulders and laced the fingers of her free hand with his and leaned the side of his head against the top of hers.

They stood there quietly for a moment, taking in their final moments left in their high school. She sighed, unable to fight off the pang of sadness that she felt at the thought of that being their last time in the closet.

"Don't worry," Klaus interrupted her thoughts. "We'll fool around in it during our ten year reunion."

Caroline laughed. "Sounds like a plan. "

"Now, about the University of Illinois," he began suggestively. "What is the closet situation like there?"

Caroline slapped his arm playfully as she pulled him down the hall. She may have been sad to see this memorable part of her life come to an end, but she was still beyond excited to see where the future lead her and Klaus.

As long as they were together, they could face anything.

Thoughts? Loved it? Hated it? Was the smut good? (I'm still rusty) Was it worth the wait? I hope you guys enjoyed it :) Please drop me a review to let me know what you thought please! I loved this series so much, and it was so therapeutic to fall back into them after a few months. Also, big thanks to those for nominating this story for Best Smut Story and Best Completed! I'm also up for Best Fluffy author (dk why because I think I put you guys through the ringer back when I was writing this story), so thank you so so much for that! Remember that you have until August 4th (i think) to cast your votes for your favs!

Special thanks to Erika for the position idea from like a year ago. You know this one is always the best visual.

Until Next Time

Kaitlyn